The next morning, Ren woke up still buzzing from his forbidden office rendezvous.
He went straight to Yumi's house
Yumi was already up, humming in the kitchen in one of his shirts and nothing else. She looked like the dictionary definition of domestic sin. A shirt he forgot there.
[Her son Kenta(Ren bestie) wasn't at home!
Kenta wanted to know how it felt to live alone(Maybe he is having his own adventures) so he was never at home. He usually came by for snacks, food, sometimes to stay the weekend and all.....]
But before he could join her for another round of "claimed and well-fed," his phone buzzed.
[Unknown Number]
"Ren Kurozawa? This is Reika Matsuda. Yumi-chan told me about you. Be at Azure Lotus Studio by 10. You're joining my yoga class. Be ready to sweat. Or be disciplined."
His brain short-circuited.
[SYSTEM ALERT: Quest Started – "The Yoga MILF Appears"]
Difficulty: Medium
Temptation Level: Extreme
Objective: Survive Reika Matsuda's Hot Yoga Trial… barely.
Bonus Reward: Unlock Passive Skill – "Flesh Flex Appeal"
Azure Lotus Studio looked less like a place for peaceful poses and more like a seduction sauna.
Muted lighting, soft lo-fi music, and a very intentional scent of eucalyptus, sandalwood… and pheromones.
Ren didn't even get to the front desk before he heard her.
"Ren Kurozawa."
He turned.
And promptly forgot how to breathe.
Reika Matsuda was tall. Curvy. Drenched in control and sensuality. Her lavender sports bra hugged generous breasts, and her sheer yoga pants clung to her like sin incarnate. Her dark hair was tied back in a severe ponytail, but the smirk on her lips was pure mischief.
"You're... not what I expected," she said, eyes roving over him like a predator.
"Good surprise?" he offered with a grin.
Her gaze dropped to his hips and lingered just a second too long. "Very."
Class was full of MILFs.
Not a single student under thirty-five.
Reika ran them like a drill sergeant with curves.
"Stretch. Lower. Hold that pose… yes, deeper."
Ren was sweating by the second downward dog—and it wasn't just the heat.
Yumi was beside him, wearing a skintight white set that left nothing to the imagination. She kept adjusting his form. Her hands were not subtle.
And Reika?
She prowled the room, voice like silk and authority.
At one point, she stopped beside Ren.
"Your hips are tight," she said, crouching beside him. "You need to loosen up."
Her hands gripped his waist. Firm. Experienced. Commanding.
Then she leaned in, whispering right against his ear, "If you survive this session, maybe I'll show you a more… private stretch."
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: Reika Matsuda Affection +10 | Lust +15]
[Passive Trait Revealed: "Dommy Yogini"]
[Bond Thread Detected: Physical Discipline Kink]
[Reika's Interest: Piqued]
Yumi glared.
Reika smirked at her.
Ren whimpered.
By the end, Ren was soaked in sweat, half-hard, and high on endorphins and tension.
Reika dismissed the other women with a wave of her hand. "Cool down on your own. Kurozawa stays."
Yumi opened her mouth to protest.
Reika raised a brow.
"This is professional correction, Yumi. Unless you think I can't handle him?"
Yumi's eyes narrowed. "Oh, I know you can handle him. Just don't break him."
She left with a wink to Ren. "I'll be waiting at home. Try not to beg."
Once they were alone, Reika walked over slowly, circling him like a lioness.
"You're not just a cute face," she said. "That stamina? The way you held the poses even when your whole body was shaking?"
Ren swallowed hard. "I'm... motivated."
She stood in front of him, pressed a hand to his chest. "Good. Because the real class starts now."
[SCENE TRIGGERED: Private Yoga Correction – "Pose of Submission"]
[Risk of Seduction: 91%]
[Ren's Control: Weakening]
She guided him down onto the mat. Sat behind him. Legs wrapped around his, hands on his thighs.
"Close your eyes," she murmured.
He did.
"Breathe with me. Inhale. Exhale."
Her breath was hot against his neck. Her hands slid up. Slowly. Deliberately. Teasingly.
"I can feel how tense you are," she whispered. "It's not good to carry that much desire with no release."
He shivered.
"Would you like me to help you with that?" she asked, voice velvet and danger.
[OPTION TRIGGERED: Accept Reika's Guidance | Or Decline]
What does Ren choose?
Does he give in to the yoga MILF and unlock her sensual secrets?
Or does he hold back—for now?
Either way, the MILF meltdown has only just begun.