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As I sat on the floor of my room, the glow of my gaming console illuminating the darkness, the hours slipped away unnoticed.

Tomorrow marked Aki's wedding—a day destined for joy, excitement, and love, but right now, I felt an unsettling monotony in my life. My routine had become a loop of training, endless meetings, and gaming marathons.

The thrill that once accompanied my days seemed to wane, perhaps because Aki's presence always ignited a spark of excitement that no video game could replicate.

The clock read 11 PM, a time that urged me towards sleep. But then, a formidable growl erupted from my stomach, reminding me of my need for sustenance.

I reluctantly stood up, left my sanctuary, and made my way to the nearest convenience store. My mission was simple—I craved a cup of noodles to satisfy my midnight hunger.

As I stood in line to pay, a raucous exchange caught my ear. A man's voice, dripping with insincerity, cut through the ambient noise: "Come on now, miss, lemme just touch you here. I'm sure you'll feel great."

My heart raced as I turned slowly to see the source of the commotion. And there she was—Aki. The vibrant woman I had known, now appearing disheveled and intoxicated, her cheeks flushed, her body swaying ever so slightly.

"No, don't touch me!" Aki vehemently protested, her words slurred yet resolute.

In that moment, something primal surged within me. I didn't think; I acted. I lunged forward, gripping the man's wrist tightly. "Get off her!" I commanded, my voice firm.

Without hesitation, he attempted to strike me, swinging a punch my way. But my training hadn't gone to waste; with a swift movement, I countered his blow, landing a powerful punch that sent him crashing to the floor.

In one fluid motion, I reclaimed Aki's safety and swiftly escorted her away from the unfolded chaos.

The tension evaporated as soon as the unwanted man was out of sight. Aki, still inebriated, clung to me, her arms wrapping around my waist as she whispered breathlessly into my ear, "Gen, fuck me..."

It was the catalyst I hadn't seen coming, igniting a fire that had laid dormant for too long.

All the days I had yearned for Aki's touch, the moments we had shared in secret at her apartment flooded back like a tidal wave.

I found a taxi quickly, guiding Aki inside and taking a seat beside her.

With urgency and desire coursing through my veins, I leaned forward and kissed her—roughly, passionately.

I could feel the warmth of her body, the beat of her heart, and the electricity that passed between us.

I gently caressed and kneaded her breasts, feeling the nipples harden beneath my touch.

Aki moaned with pleasure, her body growing wet with desire. The sounds she made only served to fuel my passion, and I couldn't help but taste her, my lips and tongue finding her nipples and teasing them into tight peaks.

The confined space seemed to heighten our senses, and the thrill of being so intimate in a public setting only added to the allure.

Aki, not one to be outdone, took control of the situation. She unzipped my pants with a practiced ease, her eyes dark with desire as she freed my cock.

Her lips, soft and wet, wrapped tightly around me, and she began to move up and down, her mouth and hand working in unison. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but let out a low groan as she expertly worked her magic.

The taxi driver gave us a strange look, but I didn't care. I was too consumed with desire, wanting nothing more than to fuck Aki hard.

As I was about to climax from Aki's blowjob, the driver told us that we have arrived at the motel.

We continued our passionate encounter in the shower.

The water cascaded down our bodies as we explored every inch of each other, our moans and sighs of pleasure echoing through the room.

As the night wore on, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for what had happened.

Aki was getting married in just a few short hours, and here I was, taking advantage of her drunken state. But as I looked into her eyes, I saw a glimmer of happiness, a spark that told me that this was what she truly wanted.

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