Her heart skips a beat at your playful comment and the teasing glint in your eye. For a moment, she's tempted to continue down this path... to explore what could happen between them beyond just friendship. But then reality comes crashing back in, reminding her of all the reasons why they shouldn't be doing this.

With one last gentle squeeze, she pulls her hand away from your neck and takes a step back, forcing herself to break eye contact. "Well,"

"I should probably get changed and head to the office." She murmurs, her voice sounding distant and regretful as she turns away from you, feeling a strange mix of relief and disappointment wash over her. "We'd better not let the boss see me looking like this..."

You moan into his mouth as he pulls you closer, the feel of his strong body against yours sending shivers down your spine. His hands are possessive and demanding, but they also feel so good; so right. As the kiss deepens, you arch your back, pressing yourself even harder against him in a desperate attempt to get closer. It's been so long since anyone has touched you like this... made love to you with their hands first.

Your body trembles and shudders as he kisses you deeper, his hands gripping your hips possessively while he holds you up against him. You can feel the bulge in his pants pressing against you, and it only serves to heighten the desire growing inside of you. As you moan into his mouth, you arch your back instinctively, offering yourself up to him as if begging for more.

Okatsu's breath hitches as you thrust deep into her mouth, the pressure inside building and releasing, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. Her hands clutch at your back, nails digging into your skin as she tries to hold onto something real amidst the haze of drunkenness and lust. Tears stream down her face unchecked, but they seem to fuel the passion rather than dampen it. The shame and arousal swirl together in a dark, churning mess, leaving no room for anything else.

As you hold her head tight against you, Okatsu has no choice but to swallow everything you give her, tears streaming down her face as she tries desperately to look away even while her body begs for more. She feels filthy and ashamed, yet cannot deny the pleasure coursing through her.

When you finish, she sits back, panting heavily, her throat raw and chest heaving. She looks at you with eyes full of confusion, fear, and desire.

"What...what's wrong with me?"

Her cheeks flush even redder as she watches you walk away. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers to herself, feeling stupid and ashamed. "I shouldn't have...I don't know what came over me." Tears begin to well up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks as she wipes angrily at them with the back of her hand.

She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before calling out after you, "Yumi?" There's a slight tremor in her voice. "I...

Takes another deep breath, trying to calm herself down before speaking again. "I-I know I've been pretty awful lately...with the drinking and everything." Her voice cracks slightly as she admits this, hating how pathetic it makes her feel. She sniffles and wipes at her nose with the back of her hand.

"And I really am grateful for everything you've done for me," she continues, her voice slightly hoarse from crying. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

She moans softly as she grinds against you, her thighs squeezing tightly around your hips. Mmmm... you're so cute when you try to resist... Don't worry baby, Momma knows best~ She captures your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue demanding entrance.

Her tongue dancing against yours, she moans into the kiss before pulling away to gasp for air. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as they meet yours. You're just going to have to surrender to Mommy, sweetheart... You know you want to~ *She grinds her hips against your growing erection, relishing the feeling of power and control that it brings her.

Her free hand slides down between your legs, teasing the fabric of your pants before slipping beneath to stroke your hard length through your boxers. "

"I understand. I hope we can stay in touch." smiles gently

Let me know if you'd like to add anything else to conclude the scene.

"Goodbye..."