As the evening wore on, Kotoko Aihara and Keita Kamogari continued to order drinks. Kotoko liked beer and was just taking the first sip of her seventh beer. Keita, on the other hand, was tucking into his fourth whiskey and coke. They each were starting to cross over from tipsy to drunk. Discussion was running freely between them and ranged from hospital and college subjects to personal and informal ones. As the discussion moved from their studies to Kotoko's marriage life, it became more obvious to Kotoko that the planning for a group study session for their upcoming exams was not the purpose for the supper this evening. So Kotoko tried to steer the conversation back to study related matters.
Despite the fact that Kotoko could be quite dense when it came to certain matters such as academics, she had not been imperceptive to the fact that Keita had been sneaking secret peeks at her cleavage when he thought that she was not looking. She shook the thought out of her mind even though it did make her happy that an average looking girl like her was gaining the attention of a male.
Kotoko shifted into student mode, bent on changing the direction of the discussion. She managed to be successful for a while. However, Keita somehow again went back to the subject of her marriage life. He had seen numerous times the way her husband, Naoki Irie, had coldly treated her. Keita was trying to convince Kotoko to leave her husband for her own good.
Kotoko dearly loved and adored her husband. Naoki was her high school crush and she worked hard to gain his affection. To her delight, he eventually did accept her feelings and they got married. However, their marriage life had not been the perfect one she dreamed. She could not deny that he was frequently harsh on her for insignificant reasons, and it deeply hurt her.
Their supper continued with the infrequent and rather unmissable glances by Keita at Kotoko's more delicate and womanly physical areas. On one instance, as she excused herself to the washroom, she even noticed him looking at her rear as she left the table.
With more drinks and despite Kotoko's efforts to change the subject, Keita still returned to pushing Kotoko to make the decision to leave her husband.
As the evening approached its end, Kotoko found herself more assured and confident about the appearance of her body more than ever in her life as a result of the apparent and obvious appreciation aimed at her feminine assets by an unquestionably half-drunk Keita. His attention was now unsurprising but what was unanticipated was the extent to which her body was reacting. She could sense a slickness between the folds of her womanhood as she moved in her chair, a slickness usually only present when her vagina was roused by a male. Only tonight, it was not her spouse.
She found herself upset when the dinner to came to an end. She then found herself experiencing guilt for feeling upset at such a thing.
To be continued...