If heaven had a scent, it would be Yumi Arai's kitchen.
Fresh cookies, vanilla-sugar body lotion, and the faintest hint of something womanly—mature, intoxicating. Like cinnamon and sex.
I was barely into the house when she greeted me, apron hugging her curves, hair in a messy bun, tank top barely hanging on.
"Did you wash up?" she asked with a teasing smile.
I nodded, pretending I hadn't spent two extra minutes in the bathroom calming a very obvious problem.
"Good boy~" she purred. "Sit down, sweetie. Dinner's almost ready."
[Affection +2 | Current: 57/100]
[Lust Sync: Mildly Active]
I sat at the dining table, and she floated around the kitchen like a domestic goddess on high heels. Every movement was hypnotic. The way her hips swayed. How her shirt slid off her shoulder every time she reached for a high shelf. How the apron kept fluttering just enough to tease a flash of thigh.
I was suffering. Deliciously.
She glanced back over her shoulder. "You've been eating so much better lately, Ren. Did you like the lunch I packed today?"
"Loved it," I said truthfully. "Best part of my day."
She blushed and smiled like I'd handed her flowers. "You always say the sweetest things. If only my Kenta were half as polite."
I smirked. "Then maybe you wouldn't keep calling me over instead."
Her hand paused on the pot handle.
Then she laughed. "You cheeky little thing. You've gotten bold lately…"
[Trait Unlocked: Fluster Easily – Chance of spontaneous affection increase when teased correctly.]
[Quest Updated: "Cookie Crumbs & Compromises" – Phase 2: Touch her heart... or her hips.]
She brought the food over—stir-fried veggies, grilled salmon, miso soup, and rice, plus a plate of warm cookies stacked like temptation. It was a meal crafted with love. Too much love.
"You're spoiling me," I said as she sat next to me instead of across.
She giggled, brushing imaginary crumbs from my shoulder. "I like spoiling you, Ren-chan. You remind me of when Kenta was younger. Before he stopped needing his mama."
Her voice softened.
"I miss being… wanted," she murmured, then blinked like she hadn't meant to say that out loud.
[Affection +3 | Current: 60/100]
[New Event Unlocked: "Mama Needs Love"]
"You're beautiful, you know," I said gently.
She turned, surprised. "I—I'm almost forty!"
"Exactly. Perfect age. You've got warmth, confidence, curves—"
Her eyes widened. "Ren!"
I leaned in, heart racing. "You take care of everyone… but who takes care of you?"
She opened her mouth, then closed it. Her cheeks burned. Her thighs pressed together. I didn't need the System to tell me her heart was hammering.
[Bond Trait Unlocked: "Lonely Housewife" – High Affection acceleration when shown love & service.]
Then—
CRASH.
Water splashed. The pot lid had tilted and dropped. Soup everywhere.
"Oh no—ugh!" Yumi jumped up, apron soaked across her chest. "It's all over me!"
She tugged the apron off. Her tank top clung to her chest, completely see-through. No bra.
My brain short-circuited.
She followed my gaze, realized, and gasped. "D-Don't look, you little—!"
"I can help!" I said quickly, grabbing paper towels and rushing to her.
We collided near the sink. Close. Too close.
[Physical Contact – +2 Affection]
Her hands were on my chest. My hands were still holding her waist. Wet clothes. Warm skin. The tension was unbearable.
"You didn't see anything, right?" she said, voice soft. "I-It was just an accident…"
I looked into her eyes.
"I saw everything, Yumi-san. And it was beautiful."
She bit her lip. Her nails curled lightly against my shirt. "You shouldn't say things like that to a woman my age."
"I think you need to hear it more," I whispered.
A moment passed.
She didn't move.
I could see the war behind her eyes.
And then she said something I never expected.
"…The bathroom's still warm."
[!!! SYSTEM ALERT: "Night Visit Triggered"]
[New Objective: Accept her invitation… gently.]
"Want me to wash your back?" I said, half-teasing.
She stepped back toward the hallway. "Just be quiet. Kenta's upstairs with his headphones on."
She didn't say no.
The bathroom was steamy.
I stood in the doorway as Yumi undid her tank top with trembling fingers, back turned to me. She hesitated before sliding it off, revealing her soft, bare back and a few beads of sweat running down her skin.
My heart pounded like a drumline.
She wrapped herself in a towel, then turned to face me—cheeks red, arms crossed over her chest.
"I can't believe I'm doing this…"
"You can stop me anytime," I said softly, serious for once.
She looked at me.
Then reached for my shirt.
[Skill Activated: Consent Aura Lv.1 – Reduces anxiety and improves trust in MILFs during intimate scenes.]
She helped me undress. Slowly. Carefully. Like she was unwrapping a gift she didn't believe was for her.
"You've grown up so much," she whispered. "And I… I haven't felt like a woman in so long…"
The steam curled around us as we stepped into the shower together. Her fingers trembled when she handed me the sponge.
"Be gentle," she said. "It's been a while."
[New Bond Skill: Shower Service Lv.1 – Allows detailed physical interaction without pushing Affection too fast.]
I washed her back first. Then her arms. Her shoulders. She relaxed against me with a soft, needy sigh, her head tilted.
"Lower," she whispered.
I obeyed.
Hands traced over her hips. Her belly. Her thighs. The sponge dropped, forgotten. Now it was just me… and her… and the slow rhythm of water and skin.
She turned. Her bare chest pressed against mine.
And for the first time, she kissed me.
Soft. Wet. Longing.
Like she'd been starving for years.
[Affection +8 | Current: 68/100]
[New Trait: First Kiss Bonus – Unlock Intimacy Skill Tree for Yumi Arai.]
When we pulled apart, her eyes were wet—though not from the water.
"Stay the night," she whispered. "Please. Just sleep next to me."
My throat tightened. I nodded.
"Of course."
[Quest Complete: "Cookie Crumbs & Compromises"]
[Rewards Unlocked:]
Bond Trait: Warm Embrace – Passive Health/Stamina Regen when resting with Yumi
Perk Gained: Mama's Love – Once a day, Yumi will cook a meal that grants a +10 buff to all social stats for 2 hours
Unlock Path: "Housewife Harem Arc"
As we lay in her bed later, bodies warm beneath the covers, she curled into me like we were lovers… or something more.
And in the silence, the System chimed sweetly in my mind:
[Congratulations, Host.]
[MILF #2 – Yumi Arai: Captivated.]
To be continued….