灯籠の間での残業

玄関のドアに鍵をかけたとき、生姜とごま油の鋭い香りがまだ空気中に漂っていました。バーのそばに彼女のシルエットを見た瞬間、私の脈拍が跳ね上がりました。リナ、2年前の元カノで、今でも夢に見るあの締まった小さなアソコの持ち主です。彼女は振り返り、黒い目が私の目を捉え、私たちの間の緊張がまるで消えていなかったかのようにぴんと張り詰めました。

"Couldn't stay away, huh?" I said, voice low as I flipped the last light switch, leaving only the soft red lanterns glowing over the empty tables.

リナは磨かれた木材にもたれかかり、黒いシルクのブラウスが彼女の小さく完璧な胸に張り付いていた。「自分に言い聞かせたの、ただ挨拶するだけだって。でもディナーのサービス中にあなたが私を見た瞬間……もう、ケン。すごく濡れちゃって、席を外さなきゃいけなかったの。」

I crossed the room in three strides, no warm-up, no bullshit. My hands were already sliding up her thighs, shoving that tight pencil skirt to her waist. She gasped but spread her legs wider, heels scraping on the tile floor.

"Still so eager," I growled against her mouth. Our lips crashed together, hot and messy, tongues sliding deep while my fingers traced the silk of her panties. They were soaked. I rubbed her clit through the fabric in slow circles, feeling her tremble.

"Ken... we shouldn't... not here," she whispered, but her hips rolled into my hand, begging.

The restaurant was dead quiet except for the low hum of the fridge and our ragged breathing. I needed to keep it that way—no staff coming back, no noise carrying to the street. I kissed her harder, swallowing her moans, my other hand slipping inside her blouse to pinch a hard nipple. Her skin was fever-hot, that familiar smooth Asian glow I used to worship every night.

リナの指が私のベルトをまさぐり、太いペニスを取り出した。彼女は両手で私をしごき、私の好み通りに先端をひねり、私は彼女のパンティーを乱暴に横にずらした。私は二本の指を前触れもなく彼女の滴るマンコに突き入れた。彼女は静かにするために私の肩を噛み、彼女の内壁が私をきつく締め付けた。

「ああ、あなた、すごく硬いのね」彼女はキスの合間に息を弾ませながら言い、親指で先端に滲む我慢汁を塗り広げた。「このおちんちんに広げられるのが恋しかったの」

俺は彼女の体をくるりと反転させ、バーの上にうつ伏せにさせた。ランタンの灯りが彼女の尻を温かな金色に染める中、俺は彼女の割れ目に沿ってペニスを擦りつけた。一気に突き入れると、俺は彼女のきつく熱い中に玉の奥まで埋め込んだ。リナの鋭い息遣いは、腕に顔を埋めたくぐもった嗚咽へと変わった。俺はすぐに速く腰を打ちつけ始め、彼女の弾力のある尻に静かに腰がぶつかる音と、空っぽのダイニングルームに満ちる彼女の秘部の濡れた音だけが響いていた。

"Shhh, baby... quiet," I whispered, leaning over her, one hand in her silky black hair, the other reaching around to rub her swollen clit. Each thrust made the bar creak softly. I slowed for a moment, grinding deep, feeling her walls flutter, then picked up again, pounding harder.

リナは腰を押し付けて応え、声は必死な囁きだった。「もっと強く、ケン……あなたのペニスでイかせて。お願い」

I felt her tightening, her breath hitching with every stroke. I kept kissing the back of her neck, my free hand caressing her tits, rolling her nipples until she shook. When she came, her pussy spasmed around me so hard I almost lost it. She buried her face in her elbow, moaning low and long, juices dripping down my balls.

I pulled out, spun her to face me, and lifted her onto the bar. Her legs wrapped around my waist instantly. We kissed again—deep, hungry, tongues dancing—while I slid back inside her in one smooth push. This angle let me watch her face, those almond eyes half-lidded in bliss, her red lips parted.

"Fuck, you feel even better than I remembered," I groaned, keeping the rhythm steady, deep. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her firm ass, tracing the curve of her spine. She rocked with me, clit grinding against my pelvis on every thrust. The lanterns swayed slightly above us from our movement, casting shifting shadows across her flushed skin.

"Ken... I'm gonna cum again," she panted, nails digging into my shoulders. "Don't stop kissing me."

Our mouths stayed locked as I fucked her through her second orgasm. Her pussy squeezed me rhythmically, so wet the sounds turned obscene in the silent restaurant. I couldn't hold back anymore. With a final deep grind I came hard, flooding her with thick ropes of cum, groaning into her mouth while she milked every drop.

私たちはそんな風に寄り添い、互いの息を感じながら、私のペニスはまだ彼女の中で微かに脈打っていた。ゆっくりと抜き去ると、膨らんだ彼女のアソコから私の精液が一滴、バーの天板に伝うのを見つめた。リナは満足げに慵い笑みを浮かべ、今度は優しく、もう一度私にキスをした。

Morning light filtered through the blinds as I brewed coffee in the kitchenette. Lina sat on the counter in my rumpled shirt, legs swinging, sipping from her mug. Her hair was a sexy mess, lipstick long gone.

"Last night was... unexpected," she said, eyes sparkling over the rim of her cup.

I leaned in, stealing a slow kiss that tasted like dark roast and sin. "Doesn't have to be the last time."

彼女は唇を噛み、数時間前に私たちが激しく抱き合ったバーをちらりと見た。「明日も閉店後に寄ろうかしら」

We traded heated looks over our coffees, the tension already building for round two.