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Behind the Kiss

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I'm Hana Miyajima, an office lady works in top companies and married to my husband Yuta Miyajima (Yuu-kun) for 4 years. But i have hidden side, I've been having fling with many men. Either its my coworker, my acquaintance or even stranger that i dont even know their name is. And my favorite habbit is kissing ky husband while my womb filled with stranger's fresh sperm.

Chapter 1: Introduction

The sun cast warm hues on the modern high-rise office building as Hana Miyajima entered through the glass doors. She felt a twinge of excitement in her stomach, not quite knowing what the day would bring. Hana wore a tailored navy suit that accentuated her slender frame, paired with matching heels. Her long black hair flowed effortlessly down her back, contrasting with her deep brown eyes.

She strode purposefully through the busy corridors, her high heels clicking against the polished floors. Reaching her office, she greeted her colleagues before settling behind her sleek wooden desk. As she booted up her computer, she couldn't help but feel a growing anticipation. Today was going to be different – something new and exciting.

As Hana focused on her work, her thoughts drifted to the encounter with Mr. Kawasaki earlier that week.

Their eyes locked momentarily, sparking an intense connection between them. Little did she know, this encounter would lead to their affair. The office was buzzing with activity, but Hana couldn't help but notice Mr. Kawasaki's presence. She felt a surge of anticipation running through her veins, her heart racing faster than usual. She caught herself smiling, imagining the passionate moments she shared with him just days ago. Hana was eager to explore the boundaries of their relationship, both professionally and personally.

She found herself feeling increasingly restless, wanting to find a quiet space where she could finally give in to her desires. Unable to concentrate on her work anymore, she grabbed her purse and decided it was time to take a break.

As she exited the office building, the cool evening air hit her face, giving her goosebumps. She took a deep breath, letting the stress of the day melt away. Her feet led her down the street towards her favorite café, which offered a serene escape from the bustling city.

She sat at a small table near the window, allowing the cool breeze to rustle the curtains. Hana ordered her favorite latte and settled in with a sigh of relief. Gazing out onto the city, she contemplated her life - the perfect façade she had built. But now, everything seemed unstable, like a house of cards teetering on the edge. Hana's thoughts drifted to Mr. Kawasaki again.

A sudden, insatiable hunger swelled within her as she fantasized about his strong hands on her body.

Her breath became shallow, her pulse quickened. She imagined Mr. Kawasaki's lips brushing against hers, moving lower along her neck, and then... Hana couldn't contain her desire any longer. She knew it was time to act on it. With determination, she got up from her seat and headed back to the office building.

Back at the office, Hana discreetly slipped into the ladies' room, ensuring no one would disturb them. She quickly removed her clothing, leaving only her underwear intact.

Stepping closer to the mirror, she examined her reflection. She ran her fingers down her chest, lingering over her breasts, feeling the heat beneath her touch. It was as if the fire inside her was burning hotter and hotter, begging to be released. Inhaling deeply, she closed her eyes, savoring the moment before they were to become intertwined.

Mr. Kawasaki arrived at the same time, dressed impeccably as always. He looked around, seeking her out among the other women. When their eyes met, a charged energy passed between them.

Their lust was palpable, evident even from across the room. Hana and Mr. Kawasaki moved towards each other instinctively, consumed by their desire. Once in the empty room, they fell into each other's arms, their bodies trembling with anticipation.

Hana's hands found their way under Mr. Kawasaki's jacket, exploring the muscular expanse of his back. She pressed her soft lips against his neck, causing him to groan deeply.

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