Rewards for married women and affairs

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Everyone has their inner demons, and Mari Yanagida occasionally had fleeting thoughts of stealing.

Her husband's cold attitude caused Mari emotional instability and anxiety. For two weeks, she
hadn't been able to sleep soundly in her husband's arms.

Mari and Tatsuya Yanagida had been married for two years but had no children. After two years, the man
had become thoroughly accustomed to the woman's body, while the woman's sensuality was only just being awakened. Therefore, in the opposite way to men, women
were filled with endless desire in this area.

Despite this, her husband, who worked at a bank, was increasingly busy with work, often coming home late
and exhausted. He would quickly shower and go to bed, a routine Yanagida had maintained for the past two weeks.

The mature Mari, of course, was full of desire for her husband, but unfortunately, he hadn't even hugged her.

One day, Mari was in the lingerie section of a department store. A dazzling array of bold and trendy lingerie styles
were on display . Mari noticed a pair of black panties, just big enough to cover her mons pubis, their sheer, lace design
incredibly sexy.

Mari glanced around; the shop assistants were busy with other customers, and no one seemed to notice her.

She quickly reached out, grabbed the black panties, and stuffed them into her handbag. Then, she
cautiously looked around again, as if no one had noticed her actions. Her heart raced, and her whole body felt hot
.

Mari crossed the store, wanting to leave as soon as possible, and hurried towards the escalator.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

Suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder.

Mari jumped in fright, her blood freezing for a moment, and she felt a slight
tremor.

When she turned around, she saw a man standing there. But he wasn't from the department store; he wore a white shirt
and jeans, the attire of a student.

"I see you,"

the man said, enunciating each word clearly.

"..."

Mari felt a little dizzy.

"You shouldn't steal!"

"Where, where is it?"

Her voice trembled.

"Stop denying it. You had a pair of black underwear in your bag, didn't you?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"You have to come anyway."

The man grabbed her hand.

"What... let go."

"I'm going to hand you over to the department store."

The man seemed to be pulling Mari back to the scene.

"Wait! Please wait. Please, don't hand me over to the store."

Mari pleaded with the man. Once the news of the banker's wife being a pickpocket was exposed, her husband's future would
be ruined .

"I know, you want me to pretend I didn't see it."

The man surprisingly agreed to her request.

"Thank you so much!"

Mari bowed deeply in gratitude.

"But the condition is that you have to associate with me from today onwards."

"...How should I put it?"

A sense of unease arose in Mari's mind.

"Will you agree?"

Without waiting for Mari's answer, the man walked towards the elevator.

Now Mari had no choice but to follow this man; she couldn't refuse on the spot. She
had no choice but to obey his command, his arm gripping hers.

The man left the department store without looking back, Mari following behind.

"Um…where are we going now?"

Mari asked anxiously.

"To this shop."

It was a small shop with

a sign that read "Tea Shop." Mari hesitated, worried it might be a brothel or something similar.

Inside, the man chose a seat, and Mari sat opposite him.

"My name is Ishida Hiroji."

"And you?"

"Tan…Tanaka…Tanaka Yukiko,"

Mari decided to use a pseudonym.

"I'd like to ask your real name." "

Tanaka Yukiko is my real name. I didn't lie."

"I think you'd better go back to the department store,"

the man said in a deep, serious voice. His sharp gaze seemed to pierce Mari's heart.

"I'm sorry…my name is Yanagida Mari. I lied earlier. I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Mari trembled slightly, terrified he would drag her back to the department store.

"Miss Mari, a nice name, you live up to it."

"Thank you!"

After the coffee arrived, the man gave the waiter a tip.

"Are you married?"

"Um... what do you want?"

"I want to know if you understand men, and how much semen you've absorbed, and how much sexual
pleasure . Married women taste the best."

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense."

Mari rebuked him sternly.

"Miss Mari, am I wrong?"

"I still like other men's wives, they feel good, and their breasts are an alluring pink."

"..."

"I want to see what your breasts are like, Miss Mari, who also has large breasts!"

Hiroji's gaze lingered on Mari's chest, scanning it back and forth. Her curves were impeccable.

"May I ask your breast size...?"

"I don't know..."

Mari turned away, avoiding Hiroji's blatant gaze.

"Miss Mari, are you trying to anger me? You probably don't care about your husband anymore, do you?"

"..."

Mari thought of her husband and became worried. She absolutely couldn't let him know; the bank
absolutely .

"Miss Mari, how big are your breasts?"

Hiroji asked again.

"Eighty...seven...centimeters..."

Mari answered, looking down.

"What color are your nipples?"

"No..."

Mari shook her head, her beautiful long hair swaying with it.

"Mari, answer quickly."

Hiroji was now calling her by her name.

"...Pink."

A very soft voice answered.

"Mari, what shape is your navel?"

"No... I can't take it!"

The insults were unbearable for Mari.

"I want to see Mari's body,"

Hiroji said, seemingly to himself.

Mari's slender shoulders trembled; this was her ecstasy.

"Let's go to your place!"

"Why..."

"Then, let's go to a hotel!"

"No..."

"Mari, do you have any other suggestions?"

"Please, don't make me naked,"

Mari said to Hiroji, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Let me see your body as payment for letting you go."

"That's all? No other demands?"

"If you don't agree, it will be rape. This is an exchange, using your nakedness to replace theft
.

That's all."

Hiroji said casually.

Really? He really would let me go after seeing my body? Mari felt a little excited. Mari was
confident in her beautiful curves. Her limbs were perfectly proportioned, her breasts and hips were full of endless feminine charm.

Even her husband, Tatsuya, praised Mari, saying she had devilishly beautiful ears. But Mari had a vague premonition that
it might not be as simple as just looking at her body.

But now, the only way was to trust Hiroji. She couldn't resist his command.

"I understand, just be naked, but not at a hotel. It's not good for the two of us to go alone."

"You don't seem to trust me?"

"No... but..."

"Then, let's go to the dressing room of the department store's dress shop. I'll peek from behind the curtains, is that okay
?"

"..."

Mari whispered her agreement. This way, it might be less dangerous, and besides, she probably couldn't do
anything !

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Hiroji led Mari towards the department store that specialized in women's dresses.

Mari kept pleading, "Please let me go back! Please...!"

Hiroji took her hand and led her towards the dressing room in the dress department, but said as he walked, "No! I have to
see your breasts."

They went into the dressing room, and Hiroji gently closed the door.

Hiroji kept staring at her breasts...

Hiroji made Mari face the mirror...

He stood behind her, stretched out his right hand, and touched Mari's breasts...

He slowly pulled down the clothes on her shoulders and saw Mari's underwear.

Hiroji stared in surprise at her panties: "Wow! So pretty!"

"Really beautiful!"

he said, making Mari feel like she had lost her mind...

Hiroji gradually pulled down Mari's panties...

He said happily: "Oh! That's great! Let me see the pubic hair in your panties!"

Mari resisted a little scared: "Oh! No! I'll be shy!"

Hiroji's hand was still holding her panties.

"So what's your bust size?"

"I think it's around 87!"

Mari pleaded desperately, "Please! Don't touch me! I beg you... don't touch me!"

Hiroji became even more excited...

"Oh! Your naked body must be amazing!"

He kept stroking Mari's breasts...

"Ah! No! Don't touch me!"

Hiroji told her to put her hands behind her buttocks, and he began to untie her bra straps...

"Wow! I really want to see your breasts!"

he said, hugging Mari's full breasts...

"Oh! I see them, I see them!"

He kept playing with her breasts...

"Ah! I wonder how wonderful it would be if I could touch your beautiful breasts every night!"

"No! No! I can't do it every night!"

Mari became even more shy...

"Then let me give you a good squeeze now..."

Hiroji's hands kept stroking her breasts...

Mari's face flushed with shyness.

"Ah! No! I'll be shy!"

He became more and more excited.

"It's okay!"

"Anyway, it's just the two of us here, no one else will see!"

"Hurry up! Mari!"

"Let me see your pubic hair!"

His gaze shifted to Mari's lower body, staring at her private parts...

"Take it off! Take it off!"

He pulled down Mari's panties...

Mari's hands, clutching her panties, trembled involuntarily!

Hiroji swallowed hard...

"Wow! Your buttocks are so beautiful! This curve is probably... 89, 89! Right!"

Mari stared silently at her panties that had been removed.

Hiroji's eyes widened as he said, "Ah! It's so beautiful!"

"I really want to take a bite!"

Mari cried out, "Ah! No!"

She began to think: (It's so embarrassing to let other men see this besides my husband...)

"Oh! It's so beautiful!"

His hands were placed on Mari's lower abdomen...

Mari's rose-like face, exuding a fragrance, further attracted Hiroji.

His hand slowly released...

He looked at Mari's pubic hair...

"Wow! It's a little thicker!"

Mari reached out and pushed his hand away...

"No! No!"

He then reached out his fingertips to entice Mari...

"No! Don't touch me!"

Mari jerked her waist, dodging Hiroji's hand.

Hiroji walked further into the changing room...

"No! Don't come any closer!"

Mari cried out in a panic...

"Just one touch! Just one touch!"

Hiroji moved closer and closer to Mari, making her even more worried...

"Didn't we have an agreement? You said you could only look, not touch!"

Hiroji said happily, "Wow! Such a beautiful body, it would be such a
waste !"

Hiroji, breathing heavily, smiled humbly at Mari.

Suddenly, he bumped into something in the changing room…

Taking advantage of the moment he hit something, Mari escaped from the changing room, running as fast as she could…

She quickly put on her clothes as she ran.

Hiroji rushed out of the changing room and chased after her relentlessly…

After running for nearly ten minutes, Mari looked back and saw that Hiroji hadn't caught up yet, and only then did she stop, somewhat relieved
, still panting heavily…

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