Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Even so..."

In her dazed state, Matsumoto Tomoko could no longer remember whether Ginjo had hugged her like this before. She just subconsciously felt a little embarrassed.

At this age, she is still carried as a princess!

"I-I'm heavy, right, Sousuke-kun?"

"Not at all. On the contrary, I think Sister Tomoko is too light."

Ginjo, who was so outspoken, indeed lifted his wife up very easily.

"You just said you wanted to go back to your room, didn't you?"

"Um..."

Matsumoto Tomoko seemed unable to say much and could only nod in agreement.

Even when seeing his ugly drunken appearance, Ginjo still acted so gentle and reliable.

After being put on the bed in the bedroom, the wife took a deep breath and the effect of the alcohol seemed to have subsided a little.

"You should go out and wait for me, Sousuke-kun."

There was no way the wife would fall asleep hastily on such an important day, and her daughter wouldn't be back tonight, so she still had plenty of time to complete her plans.

"Actually, you don't have to force yourself, Tomoko-sama. You can wait until next time."

Matsumoto Tomoko smiled, like a little devil who could confuse people. At this time, Ginjo didn't know what exactly she was obsessed with.

"I see. I know Sosuke-kun is concerned about me, but it's really okay. If I don't let you see the gift I prepared, I really won't be able to sleep."

The wife puffed out her chest with a confident look, and judging from her expression, this gift might be more shocking than that V-neck swimsuit.

"Since Sister Tomoko has said so, I will listen to you and go out and wait."

Ginjo Sousuke placed a kiss on her lips and prepared to exit the room.

"Yeah, I'm sure you won't be disappointed after you see it."

Matsumoto Tomoko's sly smile made Ginjo feel an electric current from his spine to his brain.

Whether he was reluctant or not, he couldn't help but look forward to it. So what did his wife prepare?

Chapter 365 The Tipsy Wife is a Little Wild

"Sosuke-kun is really looking forward to it. Please wait for a moment."

Tomoko Matsumoto looked at Sousuke Ginjo's shining eyes, smiled charmingly, and then gently pushed him out of the room.

It doesn’t hurt to wait a little longer. If you do enough foreplay, the main meal will taste better.

Ginjo felt like a patient hunter, waiting outside the cave where his prey appeared. No matter where they wanted to hide, they could not escape the fate of being eaten by him.

Since my wife is so mysterious, I wonder what amazing effect that sweater will have?

Ginjo took this opportunity to recall the various ways his wife had appeared in front of him over the past few months.

From the gentle shirt and jeans when we first met, to the black sexy battle robe on that stormy night, to the French maid outfit, cool apron, V-neck swimsuit, mature bikini...

Just by looking at the iterations of the clothes worn by Tomoko Matsumoto, you can see how the relationship between the two is developing at an astonishing speed.

The image of his wife's graceful figure kept flashing through Yincheng's mind. In order to calm his impatient blood, he took a few deep breaths.

About five minutes later, the bedroom door suddenly opened with a bang.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Sosuke-kun! This is the second gift I prepared especially for you this time!"

Still a little tipsy, Tomoko Matsumoto leaned against the door frame, with one of her beautiful legs raised seductively against the wall on the other side.

"Ah, Sister Tomoko, could this dress be?!"

Ginjo Sousuke's eyes widened, all attention was easily captured by her.

"Yes, this is the 'virgin-killer sweater' that's popular on the street lately."

"Although virginity has nothing to do with Sousuke-kun, I think you would like it too, right?"

The lady slowly approached Ginjo who was stunned on the spot, and then stopped about one step away from him, posing in a graceful manner to show him this special gift on her.

This is a gray turtleneck knitted sweater with a warm feeling. Although it is a sleeveless and provocative design, the real essence of this sweater is not here.

What is really scary is the bold O-shaped space on the chest. Even without touching it, one can easily imagine the soft feeling. Matsumoto Tomoko's plump fruit is almost completely exposed.

Moreover, the length of the sweater just covers her butt, showing off her long, smooth, national treasure-level legs without any hesitation.

"Although this may not be the right season, it's just the right amount of cool to wear just this one piece."

Tomoko Matsumoto turned around, and her delicate and flawless back instantly came into view. The ribbon hanging lightly around her waist added a bit of sexiness.

Whether from the front or the back, one doesn’t know where to focus, after all, the design of every detail is so tempting.

No wonder it is called the "virgin killer sweater". No normal boy can resist its charm.

What's more, the person wearing it now is Tomoko Matsumoto, who has a perfect figure.

If you were to choose a spokesperson for this dress, the lady in front of you would definitely be the best choice.

Ginjo Sousuke couldn't take his eyes off her even for a moment. Even though he had slept in the same bed with his wife for countless nights, he was still completely fascinated by her.

"Smart Sousuke-kun should have noticed that I'm not wearing any underwear right now, so I feel very cool."

After drinking a little bit of wine, Matsumoto Tomoko became much wilder than usual, and her tone of voice no longer had the shyness of the past.

However, it is easy to understand what she said. The vacuum state inside can be clearly seen from the O-shaped space.

But what about the lower part? Could it be that the part above the thigh that is just covered is also empty?

Either way, that would be too easy to get a nosebleed, my beautiful wife!

"Hey, Sousuke-kun, why aren't you talking? Your eyes are blurry, aren't they?"

Matsumoto Tomoko took another step forward and leaned directly against Ginjō.

"Ah, of course it's because of Tomoko-sama's gift. It's just amazing."

When Ginjo Sosuke came to his senses, the faint smell of alcohol mixed with his wife's body fragrance had completely surrounded him like a pink mist.

Standing in front of me is a beautiful mature woman who would make even the magazine idols run away barefoot, and she is wearing such a sexy sweater that stimulates the senses.

Not only was Ginjo Sousuke unable to speak, he even forgot to breathe.

Matsumoto Tomoko pushed Ginjo back little by little until he could no longer stand and sat down on the sofa.

The wife climbed directly onto his knees and put her arms around his neck.

"I bought this dress just to make Sousuke-kun happy. What do you think? Does it fit?"

She asked almost close to Ginjo's ear, breathing in and out a charming breath.

"Of course, it's absolutely perfect. Sister Tomoko's outfit is almost making me lose my mind."

As expected, when a woman wants to please a man, she will come up with endless ways to do so.

Looking at it this way, the maid outfits that Ginjo had given her before seemed a bit pale in comparison.

"Really? Then my goal has been achieved."

"Hey, Sousuke-kun, did you know there's another way to wear this virgin-killer sweater?"

Matsumoto Tomoko gently licked her tongue in Ginjo's ear and whispered sweetly.

"Another way to wear it? What does that mean?"

Ginjo Sousuke asked curiously.

"Just wear it upside down, turn the open back to the front, and only cover the important parts with the ribbon. How about that? Isn't it more exciting?"

As the lady spoke, she gently bit Ginjo's earlobe, which made him inevitably twist his body and let out a silent moan.

Ginjo Sosuke repeated Matsumoto Tomoko's words in his mind, imagining that scenario.

That would be almost naked, but more charming than being naked, if she really wore that...

"Has the beast in Sosuke-kun awakened? But isn't this enough for now? There's only one last step left."

On the sofa where there was no escape, the wife pressed the soft and sticky pudding against Ginjō, increasing the contact.

The comfortable temperature and soft touch kept stimulating his nerves. In an instant, all kinds of thoughts were churning in his mind.

"Please lend me your hand, Sousuke-kun."

However, when the wife's hand touched Yincheng, all those complicated thoughts disappeared.

She used both hands to grab Ginjo's left hand near the wrist and pulled him towards her.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Tomoko-san?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just stretch out your hand."

Perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, Matsumoto Tomoko rarely showed her arrogant side, which made Ginjo experience an unprecedented sense of freshness.

"I want Sosuke-kun to try and see if wearing this dress will make the touch feel different."

"touch?"

Yincheng, who was used to taking the initiative, never expected that there would be a day when he would be arranged by others.

But when it comes to something like touching, he definitely wouldn't miss it even if his wife didn't say anything.

Matsumoto Tomoko ignored Ginjo who was still a little uncomfortable with her change and pulled his hand towards her further.

As his hands gradually approached the target, Ginjo's sight was naturally strongly drawn there.

What caught my eye without a doubt was the bulge in the O-shaped area that was violently stretching the sweater.

Even if the lady twisted her body slightly, they would shake violently, and Ginjo's engorged parts would also shake along with it.

It's really amazing.

No matter how many women he had seen, Ginjo couldn't help but marvel at his wife's magnificent body.

Such a perfect creation from heaven, such a huge forbidden fruit, was just a few centimeters away from Ginjo's fingers.

"What are you waiting for? Sousuke-kun must be missing them. At least they miss you a lot."

"Sister Tomoko really impressed me today."