As the hours passed, Haruka found herself unable to sleep. Her heart raced with anticipation and desire, her body aching for something more than just a platonic touch. She tossed and turned, wishing she could find the courage to make the first move... to be close to Lee Nell in a way that went beyond friendship.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, Haruka silently climbed off her bed and onto Lee Nell's futon. He was still asleep, his breath soft against her cheek.

Haruka's heart pounded in her chest as she knelt beside the futon, so close to him that their bodies were practically touching. She could feel his warmth radiating off of him, making her want nothing more than to press herself against him and never let go. With a shaky breath, she gently laid a hand on his shoulder, feeling the smooth skin beneath her fingertips.

"Lee Nell," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Haruka sighed deeply, knowing that the decision she made would have far-reaching consequences not just for herself but also for her children and her husband. "I don't want to divorce him," she said slowly, the words feeling heavy on her tongue. "But I can't go back to how things were before... with you."

She looked up at Cailen, searching his eyes for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling about this confession.

Haruka nestled closer to him, feeling comforted by his strength and presence. She didn't know what the future held for them, but for now, she was content to be with him, safe in his arms as they waited for morning to come. As they lay there together under the covers, their bodies pressed tightly against each other, Haruka couldn't help but wonder if this new path they were embarking on would lead them both to happiness or heartbreak.

"Oh," Haruka gasped, arching her back as he slowly penetrated her. "It's been so long..." She bit her lip and moaned softly, feeling the fullness of him stretching her in a way she hadn't experienced before. The sensation was exquisite, intense and primal, and she couldn't help but rock her hips back against him, wanting more.

"Oh my..." she breathed, her eyes squeezed shut as he began to thrust deeper into her.

Haruka's breath came in ragged gasps as he thrust harder and deeper into her, filling her completely. "Yes," she managed to say between moans, "I like it rough... hard..." She arched her back further, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her as the sensation of being taken roughly from behind overwhelmed her senses.

Her hips rose to meet each thrust, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to get more contact and feel even closer to him.

Haruka's breath caught in her throat as she watched the movie on the screen, her eyes widening at the explicit scenes they were about to recreate. The idea of performing a foot job and anal sex was both thrilling and terrifying to her, but she trusted Ryan completely. She nodded eagerly, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. "I-I'll try..." she whispered, her heart racing with anticipation.

As instructed by the movie, Haruka slowly removed her sandals and began rubbing her bare feet against his crotch through his pants. Her toes curled around his hardness, teasing and massaging him as she watched his reaction on the screen. She could feel him growing harder beneath her touch, and it sent a thrill of excitement through her body.

"Oh...Ryan..." she moaned softly, her voice quivering with desire and nervousness. "It feels so good..."

As the days turned into weeks and then months, Haruka found herself growing more distant from her husband and children. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing from her life, some piece of the puzzle that she could no longer ignore. She felt guilty for feeling this way, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the intense desire that still burned within her whenever she thought about Glant and their night together.

One day, out of the blue, she received a letter in the mail from an address she didn't recognize.

Dear Haruka, I hope this letter finds you well. I can't stop thinking about the night we spent together at the spa. You're all I can think about these days. I know it wasn't right what we did, especially given your marital status, but I can't help myself. I want to see you again. I need to feel you in my arms once more.

Please let me know if there's any chance for us. I'll wait for your answer.

As Haruka lay there panting, Martin reached up and cupped her breast through her shirt once more. "Fantastic is right," he murmured, his thumb rubbing circles around her hard nipple. "And I think we're just getting started." He kissed each of the girls on the forehead before rolling out of bed to retrieve a condom from the nightstand.

"Well, ladies," he said with a grin as he returned to the bed, "who's ready for round two?"

Haruka smiled wearily up at him, her body still trembling from the force of her orgasm. "Maybe later," she said softly. "I'm a little tired right now." Martin nodded understandingly and leaned in to kiss her gently on the lips.

"Of course, sweetheart," he whispered. "We can sleep if you want. But don't worry; there will be plenty of time for us all to play together again soon enough."