On the way back, Tetsuhiro had a woman in each arm. Kyoko traced circles on his chest with her index finger, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "You rascal, you've tricked another beauty into your arms. And she's a wild little virgin, too."
Naoko lay with her head against his lower abdomen, her fingers interlaced with his as she felt his hardness.
"Huh? Really?" She couldn't help looking up at Kyoko. "I thought the director had already lost it ages ago."
"How could she? With her personality and career ambitions, she'd be lucky to lose it before thirty-five."
"What are you talking about losing?"
"Heehee~ You don't even know that? Losing her record, of course."
"All right, stop teasing him. Darling, the day's almost over. Why don't we take the chance to..."
"What are you thinking about?" Kyoko had just gotten in the mood when she realized Tetsuhiro wasn't responding. She looked up and found him deep in thought.
"Sigh... Every girl is different. I shouldn't have ignored Ayako's feelings and stubbornly insisted on taking her home. I nearly made a terrible mistake back there."
Kyoko listened intently, then murmured, "Darling, you're such a good person..."
Naoko gazed at Tetsuhiro in adoration. "Yes, you're so sweet, big brother. I'm even a little jealous of Ayako now."
"You two should keep your own personalities, too. Don't become someone else's accessories."
"Mm..."
"Of course..."
"Darling, I want..."
"Mmph..."
Naoko said impatiently, "Big brother, me too! Me too!"
"Mm~"
"You really lucked out. How did I end up doing this with you and this little slut without even realizing it..." Kyoko found a moment to grumble between passionate kisses.
"I wanted to, so what? I haven't even said anything about you being an old woman. Want another fight?" Naoko looked up