The older woman I met at a nearby izakaya. At first, she had a quiet and gentle demeanor, but as she drank more alcohol, she gradually began revealing her naughty side. Even though her words said "no," her eyes grew moist and lured me in deeper. She started spreading her legs, making inviting gestures toward her depths, and wrapped her legs around me—my heart pounded. Because we had grown close, she fully opened herself to me. What awaited was an unexpected turn of events: she had been eagerly waiting for my cock.