Haruki stirred and sat up, glancing around.
He stretched and yawned.
It had been more than two weeks since he started living here with them.
He glanced around the room.
Satomi had already gone to work, huh? As usual, she rushed out early with her father, both too busy to linger around the house.
This means it's just the usual me and my beautiful mother-in-law, Kyouko...and my chance to admire her beauty, her sexy ass. Haruki smiled.
He stretched lazily, slipped out of bed, and headed to the bathroom in the room to wash his face.
I feel stiff now. I haven't managed to do my morning exercise for about two weeks or more.
Well... it feels weird to work out on the lawn. Maybe because this isn't my house.
After brushing his teeth and wiping his face, he left his room and went downstairs.
Once downstairs, he headed straight to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.
Hmm? Where's Kyouko?
Haruki glanced around, expecting to see her, but the house was silent.
Did she go out to the grocery store?
Or maybe she's still sleeping? Haruki checked the wall clock: 8:32 a.m.
Yeah, still early. I guess I'll head upstairs again.
Just as he was about to head back upstairs, something caught his attention. The back door stood open. A gentle morning breeze drifted in, carrying the scent of flowers and fresh grass.
Hmm? I wonder what's in the backyard.
Curious, Haruki walked toward the door and peeked outside.
And there she was.
Kyouko.
She stood in the middle of the backyard, stretching her arms above her head.
The morning sunlight caught her toned, flawless skin. She wore a form-fitting sports bra that revealed her cleavage, and her leggings accentuated every curve of her hips and thighs.
Haruki swallowed hard.
He could clearly see her waist, her curvy body, and that flat stomach.
Damn... she's hot. I mean... she's really hot.
She transitioned into a slow stretch, bending forward slightly. Her hair, tied in a loose ponytail, swayed with each movement.
Haruki kept his gaze locked on her.
She didn't have a single wrinkle, nor any excess skin, fat, or sagging. She had a perfect body, perfect skin, and that beautiful youthful face, the one everyone called a baby face.
Haruki swallowed hard again, admiring her beauty and the effortless way her body moved through the stretch.
Haruki pretended to turn around just as Kyouko noticed him.
"Haruki-kun?"
Haruki turned and smiled. "Yes, Kyouko-san? Do you need something?"
"Ah... no... not really... it's just... umm... I... I..." Haruki stammered, searching for an excuse.
"You hungry?" Kyouko asked while stretching her arm.
"Well... kinda..." Haruki rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish smile.
"Let me finish my morning exercise, and I'll prepare breakfast after that," Kyouko said with a smile.
"Oh… okay…" Haruki nodded. Just as he was about to turn and head inside, Kyouko asked, "Wanna join me?"
Haruki's brain went blank for a moment.
"Ah… uh… sure… I-I'll just change into my workout clothes first."
"Okay~" Kyouko replied, stretching her arms again before resuming her routine.
Haruki turned and walked slowly away. The moment he was out of sight, he rushed upstairs to his room.
Who in their right mind would let a chance like this slip away? Exercising with a sexy, beautiful girl like Kyouko? No way I'm going to let it pass.
Haruki returned downstairs in only a pair of workout shorts and headed to the backyard.
Kyouko, who had been waiting for him, was surprised by his appearance.
Oh… my…
She glanced at his bare upper body.
Haruki's body was lean and toned, his muscles well-defined, not overly bulky, but sculpted like a fitness model.
Kyouko was stunned. Not only was Haruki handsome, but his body was perfect.
Why does he have to look like that?
A model's body: muscular but not too bulky. Perfect. Exactly her type.
There was a brief silence between them before Kyouko smiled and gestured toward the mat.
"Let's start with some stretches first, Haruki-kun."
Haruki nodded, stepping forward and joining her.
They began their routine with simple stretches. Kyouko bent forward, reaching for her toes, her fitted workout clothes hugging every contour of her body. Haruki's eyes lingered on how the leggings traced the lines of her legs, her toned thighs, and the curve of her hips as she stretched.
"Alright, let's do sit-ups next," Kyouko said softly, completely oblivious to his stare.
Haruki swallowed hard as she lay on the mat, knees bent, feet flat on the ground. He moved into position, kneeling down and placing his hands lightly on her ankles to keep her steady.
Kyouko lifted her torso, her stomach muscles flexing subtly. Her breasts, barely contained by her snug sports bra, rose with each sit-up.
He caught a glimpse of her cleavage, her chest bouncing with each movement. The sight was mesmerizing.
How could I not look? When she was this close?
"One… two… three…" Kyouko counted softly, still oblivious to the effect she was having on him.
Haruki, on the other hand, was struggling to maintain his composure.
This is bad. I could feel my penis starting to get hard. Lucky I was wearing loose short pants.
If I were wearing my tight ones, I'm sure she would notice how hard I was. Glad I chose these shorts.
After that, they switched positions.
Haruki lay on his back while Kyouko moved to hold his legs in place. From his position, he had a clear view of her leaning forward, her breasts pressing slightly against her forearms as she braced herself.
Each time he sat up, he got closer to her face, closer to her lips.
"You're good at this, Haruki-kun."
"T-Thanks…"
They continued their workout, moving from one exercise to another. Kyouko, unaware of how sensual every movement appeared from Haruki's perspective, was simply enjoying the exercise.
Meanwhile, Haruki was experiencing an entirely different struggle.
She smells really sweet.
After finishing their sit-ups, Kyouko stood up, stretching her arms above her head.
"Alright, let's move on to…"
But just as she took a step back, her foot caught on the edge of the exercise mat.
"Ah—!"
Kyouko lost her balance, pitching forward.
Haruki, who was still sitting up from their last exercise, instinctively reached out to catch her. But his grip slipped, and they both tumbled down onto the mat.
Before he could react, Kyouko landed right on top of him.
Soft. Warm.
Her breasts pressed against his bare chest.
Their faces were inches apart, their lips nearly touching. Haruki felt the faint, warm brush of her breath against his mouth. She smelled sweet and light.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Haruki froze. His hands had instinctively grabbed her waist.
Kyouko's eyes widened, her lips parting slightly in shock.
Silence.
His heart pounded in his ears. His mind screamed at him to look away, to do something, anything, but all he could do was stare.
"S-Sorry!" Kyouko stammered, quickly pushing herself up, her cheeks flushing.
"N-No, it's fine," Haruki muttered, his pulse racing.
Kyouko sat back, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
"S-Sorry… again."
Haruki exhaled slowly, forcing himself to relax. "Don't worry about it, Kyouko-san."
Kyouko stood up quickly, brushing off her leggings with a smile. "I think we should stop for today," she said, striving for a casual tone.
Haruki sat up, the lingering warmth of her body still ghosting his skin. He nodded. "Yeah..."
She turned away slightly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, desperately masking her flustered state. "A-Anyway, Haruki-kun... that was a good workout. Let's do it again tomorrow."
Haruki exhaled, willing himself to calm. "Okay, Kyouko-san."
As she walked back inside, his gaze lingered on her for a moment before he ran a hand through his hair.
( End Of Chapter )