Tokyo Self-Defense Forces

"How could Hoshino Makoto call me his wife? His real wife is my rebellious daughter."

"Sir, you really love your wife." The sales assistant's smiling words punctured Okita Hui's fantasy. She pointed to the innermost part of the store and said, "Please come this way. The fitting room is over here."

Done.

The salesgirl covered her mouth and whispered, "You two can go to the fitting room together. I'll keep an eye out for you, but be quick."

Many perverted Tokyo residents who go to clothing stores to buy clothes always like to go into the fitting room together to do some exciting things.

In response to this, the shopping guide said she was used to it.

Later, in order to improve her sales, she simply stated that she would ensure the privacy of customers in order to win their favor and keep more customers to buy two more items.

Hoshino Makoto smiled and thanked her, then took Okita Hui's hand and strode forward.

Okita Hui stared at Hoshino Makoto blankly. After moving some distance away from the shopping guide, she finally couldn't help but whisper a warning to Hoshino Makoto.

"Let me go, Hoshino-kun, have you forgotten what I told you before?"

"Also, I'm not your wife, I'm your mother-in-law, and your wife is my daughter."

"Let me go quickly."

Hoshino Shin paused, lowered his head and blinked his eyes to look at Okita Hui.

He looks so innocent.

He is very handsome, but he looks like he deserves a beating.

"How could I forget my mother-in-law's warning? I was just taking care of your feelings."

"You said I'm your wife and you're taking care of me?"

Okita Hui sneered.

Hoshino nodded without hesitation:

"Of course. Don't you think about it? We are only three years apart in age. Although we are called mother-in-law and son-in-law, will others believe us when we go out?"

"Moreover."

“Even if others believe...”

"What do you think those people would think when a young mother-in-law and her handsome son-in-law appear alone in a shopping mall?"

"Who is embarrassed, you or me?"

As Hoshino Shin spoke, a faint smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm a man, and when I say something, most people will give me a Natsume look and praise me in their hearts."

"But you, mother-in-law, are different. Sometimes this world is more hostile to girls. As a mother-in-law, you and your son-in-law came out alone and acted so intimate. If you really admitted our identities, I'm afraid you would inevitably be called a slut."

“So I’m protecting you.”

"..."

"That's a lie. When have I ever been intimate with you?"

Okita Hui was still being stubborn, but her body had actually stopped struggling as Hoshino Makoto was pulling her.

Hoshino Makoto's sincere and honest look, coupled with his long talk of "I'm doing this all for your own good", confused her head, and she subconsciously thought that it seemed to be the fact.

In fact, they can be said to be friends and colleagues, or even besties or brothers, and no one will say anything. It is not necessary to admit a kinship relationship.

And Hoshino Shin is slowly and subtly changing Okita Hui's ideas.

Next time is...

Anyway, she already admitted last time that she is Hoshino’s real wife, so it’s okay to admit it again this time.

After a while, Hoshino Shin pulled Okita Hui into the fitting room.

The fitting room is neither too big nor too small.

It can accommodate about four people.

There's enough room for two people to stretch out.

Perhaps because Okita Hui herself also wanted to take a peek, she did not resist entering the fitting room this time.

He just pulled it a few times and then followed Hoshino Shin in safely.

Then, under the dim incandescent light in the fitting room, I watched with my own eyes as Hoshino Makoto unbuttoned the first button of his suit.

Then came the second and the third.

Okita Hui silently stepped back, as if she was worried that Hoshino Shin would take the opportunity to do something to her.

She was thinking that if Hoshino Makoto pounced on her, she would run away directly and never give Hoshino Makoto the chance to attack her again.

But the moment when Hoshino Shin took off his suit and untied his tie.

Okita Hui was distracted.

Although Hoshino Makoto was still wearing a shirt at this time, because of his great figure, one could still clearly see the obvious muscle lines in his arms, and the perfect vest line on his chest and abdomen hidden in the white shirt.

Two pectoral muscles that look very strong.

The eight-pack abs are well-proportioned, clearly defined and full of sexiness.

The sexy and distinct muscle lines are even more attractive under the dim lighting and the open white shirt.

"Hui, what's wrong?"

"No, it's okay."

Okita Hui's heart was pounding, and she lowered her head shyly, like a girl who was moved for the first time.

She was so flustered that she didn't even realize that this time, Hoshino Makoto didn't call her mother-in-law, but called her by her name in an intimate tone.

"Your face is so red."

Knowing his own charm, Hoshino Shin deliberately did not take off his open white shirt. At the most tempting moment, he took the initiative to approach Okita Hui and reached out to touch her forehead:

"Do you have a fever?"

Okita Hui's brain froze for a moment, and then a clear sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the small fitting room.

The voice comes from Okita Kei.

Ok.

I really have a fever.

but.

This burning is not that burning.

"I...I...I'm fine. Please change your clothes."

People always magnify their desire for what they lack.

When she was short of money in the past, Okita Hui chose to marry Okita Masato without hesitation, but after marrying Okita Masato, she always longed for her partner to become handsome and energetic.

But these advantages are destined to have nothing to do with the frail middle-aged man Okita Masato.

I didn't expect that I could clearly see the almost perfect body of my stepdaughter's boyfriend at this time.

It feels like I stole my daughter's happiness.

Kind of happy, kind of bad.

"Wife."

Hoshino Makoto's gentle call completely touched Okita Hui's heart.

He smiled with his lips pursed, raised his right hand and placed it on Okita Hui's snow-white flesh-colored thigh.

"Can you bear to let me change? You're already wet."

180 Looking forward to Hoshino Shin

"Crack~!"

"Crack~!"

"Crack~!"

In the narrow fitting room, the sound of high heels stepping back was crisp and pleasant.

Okita Hui herself could notice that her cheeks were getting hot and her breathing was getting heavier.

Legs....

A little soft.

The reason why it turned out like this was entirely because the little rascal, Hoshino Makoto, gently teased her vagina again.

Drive the spring.

"Mr. Hoshino, please respect yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hoshino Shin pulled Okita Hui into his arms again with lightning speed.

Just like before on the tram.

The only slight difference was that it was a sunny day when I was on the tram.

And now, dark clouds were moving across the sky, and the howling north wind was blowing, carrying withered and yellow leaves that were hitting the window behind us.

After being stunned for a while, Okita Hui gently pushed Hoshino Makoto, with much less force than on the train.

It's more like flirting between lovers.

"If you continue like this..."

"What will happen to you if this continues?"

Hoshino was like an octopus, with his limbs tightly clasped around Okita Hui, hugging the young and beautiful woman tighter and tighter, enjoying the softness of her jade-like body.

So powerful.

It seemed as if he wanted to rub Okita Hui's entire body into his own.

"Will it eat me?"

Hear the words.

Okita Hui's body couldn't help but tremble, and she seemed to understand what Hoshino Makoto meant by eating.

This guy.

He had just put pressure on Okita Hui, but now he is talking big again.

It seemed as if he wanted to put his raised head into Okita Hui's masked mouth.

So sad.

Her pretty face was forced to bury itself in Hoshino Makoto's chest, and her nose sniffed the faint scent of shower gel on Hoshino Makoto's body. Okita Hui's two plump flesh-colored stockings were rubbing against each other, in an attempt to resist Hoshino Makoto's attack.

But it seems.

The more this happened, the more swollen Hoshino's head became.

He's like a monster with no upper limit.

Okita Hui was both afraid and looking forward to his arrival.

"Hoshino-kun, didn't we already agree that we can't do this anymore?"

Hoshino Shin lowered his head, raised his hand to lift up Okita Hui's chin, looked at her quietly for a long time, and then smiled:

"I also know that we can't do this anymore, but are you willing to not have anything happen with me under these circumstances?"

"As long as you really, really push me away."

"I promise."

"I will never pester you again, and I will never acquiesce to your advances towards me. I will choose to ignore anything like tickling my palm or pretending to sprain my ankle."

"How about it?"

A very unique threat.

Usually girls who have sexual superiority will say that to boys.