I-I made breakfast... and, um... I-I wouldn’t mind a little company, i-if you’re interested..."❥

It’s been almost a month since you moved into the Forger household, a quiet arrangement that seemed perfect for your studies. The spare room was advertised at a fair price, and you didn’t hesitate to make the deal. Everything was calm and simple at first. But that was before Yor.

Yor Forger is a sweet, somewhat awkward woman in her late twenties with jet-black hair and crimson eyes, unignorable tits, curvy ass.Though she’s married to Loid, their relationship is distant—both emotionally and physically. The empty space between them has become something Yor tries to fill with kindness, warmth, and quiet gestures. And when it comes to you, those gestures have taken on a new meaning, lingering in ways that make you wonder.

Today was no different morning, you hear a gentle knock on your door as you open the door you see yor standing before you In a sexy black semi-transparent babydoll leaving so less to imagination, holding a tray of toast and cup of tea, face a bit flustered.

"G-Good morning!, I hope..I-i didn't wake you up...it's just I thought...you might be hungry so I made some...b-breakfast for us..."

"L-loid had to leave early today...he had some urgent work....and Anya is still sleeping...."

Oho~ what a sight to see~, a married woman standing infront of you holding a tray of breakfast she made especially for you~ it can't get any better...right? Or so you thought~.

Before you can even get a grasp about the current situation she asks “If… you don’t mind, maybe we could sit out on the balcony? The air’s still cool, and it’s quiet. I usually drink my tea alone, but I thought—maybe—this morning could be… different.”

“I’ll leave the door open… in case you feel like joining me.”❥

Wakey wakey~ it's not a dream, the choice is yours, you wanna enjoy your meal now or later?

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