Chisato lived in a high-end luxury apartment in the city center. "I didn't expect a guest. Ethan, you can wear my slippers for now," she said, handing him a pair of pink slippers that were a bit small for him.
The apartment was spacious and clean, with expensive furniture. Chisato took off her lab coat, revealing her graceful, fiery figure. Her hip-length black hair flowed behind her. "Any dietary restrictions?" she asked while opening the fridge.
"Ms. Hasegawa, dinner isn't necessary," Ethan said, his voice tinged with urgency.
"Some things cannot be rushed," the gorgeous nurse replied calmly. Meeting her mysterious green eyes, Ethan felt a sudden wave of calm.
"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm not picky, as long as it isn't raw."
While she cooked, Ethan watched her from the sofa. She moved with the grace of a perfect housewife. Her long, straight legs, slightly squeezed by the tops of her black silk stockings and garters, were incredibly seductive.
After a delicious meal and a few glasses of red wine, Chisato's face grew flushed. Perhaps because her powers were sealed, her tolerance was low. Her green eyes were misty with wine and desire.
"Ms. Hasegawa, you should take a bath. I'll help scrub your back," Ethan proposed boldly.
Chisato's calm expression finally broke. "Mmm... you go first. I'll clean up the dishes and then come join you."
Ethan's heart raced. Chisato's charm wasn't just physical; it was the aura of a goddess. Whether it was her massive, pert breasts, her long hair, or the seductive mole near her eye, everything about her drove his desire to the limit.
In the misty bathroom, Ethan enjoyed the warm water until he heard the door creak. Chisato walked in, wearing only a towel that barely covered her towering peaks and her secret valley. Without a word, she stepped behind him. Her jade arms wrapped around his waist, and her soft breasts pressed through the towel against his back.
"Ethan, is this okay?"
"Not nearly enough."
During the clumsy breast-press, the towel slipped away. Chisato didn't know how to move, so Ethan guided her. "Move them in circles, not just up and down."
The delicate, soft sensation from his back intensified. Her pink nipples hardened against his skin. "Yes, like that... a little lighter."
Chisato gasped, her flushed cheek resting on his shoulder. "Ngh... ah... it's amazing. My body is getting so hot..."
Ethan turned to look at her. She slowly closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. Her fragrance overwhelmed him as their lips met. Ethan's heart skipped a beat. Despite his expectations, her initiative was beyond what he imagined.
He kissed her back hungrily. Her lips were soft as silk. At first, her teeth were closed, but Ethan led her, and soon she opened up like a broken dam. Her tongue, no longer under her control, tangled tightly with Ethan's. The pure goddess was being stained with the colors of passion. Her jade hands wrapped around his neck as her body went limp and burning hot. Her logic crumbled under the weight of the deep, lingering kiss.