I just want to say that this story is going to be a bit more nature than the others for some erotic parts :) Sorry for those who are disappointed, and to those horny bastards who can't wait to start reading, I hope you enjoy it :D
"You know, Ryu.." Irene started, walking closer towards him and placing her hand on his chest. "I don't have to be at the shop for another twenty minutes." Ryu grinned at her and grabbed her face in his hands before kissing her. The small peck quickly turned into a sexual make out session...
Ryu pinned Irene against the wall and continued kissing her as his hands roamed around her body. He was kissing her violently, yet making sure he wasn't hurting her. Irene groaned as Ryu began undoing the buttons on her shirt and then eventually ripping it off her. Irene attempted to do the same thing to Ryu, but his hands got there first and before they knew it, his shirt was also off. Things were going perfectly as he then helped her undo her jeans and eventually she helped him take his own trousers off too. Ryu then began nibbling and sucking on her neck while one hand cupped her breast and the other her ass.
He led her to the bed, without taking his lips off hers for more than a few seconds. Their tongues were going in and out of each other's mouths in rhythm as they crawled onto the bed. Irene lay under Ryu in her underwear and Ryu on top of her in his boxer shorts. That was when Irene started pulling on his hair, which he had cut short just because she preferred it.
Oh no. This was exactly what Kasumi used to do...
Ryu had never been able to forgive himself for cheating on his wife, Irene, with his best friend's sister... Kasumi. He couldn't bear the fact that a twenty five year old married man like himself would have cheated on his own wife, a woman who run a shop with him, with a seventeen year old girl. Yet for some reason.. even though he was here about to have sex with the woman he was supposed to be in love with... he couldn't bear to think about Kasumi doing this with another man. He would have killed himself.
Ryu began nibbling on Irene's ear to try and distract himself from the beautiful shinobi... but there was no use whatsoever. He stopped almost as soon as he started and rolled over onto his back beside her. Irene turned to look at him with a disappointed expression.
"What.." She began, while one hand reached over for his chest. "What's wrong?" She asked him, while starting to nibble on his ear. He gently pushed her off and sat up.
"I'm just not feeling to good." He said, getting up and reaching for the clothes that he had eagerly thrown off a few minutes earlier. He threw Irene's on the bed as he began getting dressed.
Kasumi... ruining everything since the first fucking tournament. Why did I ever meet Hayate? Why? Now I can't even have sex with my own wife without having to hear Kasumi's sweet voice in the background.
The sad reality was that it was true. No matter how hard he tried.. he always wished it was Kasumi that he was in bed with and not Irene. He was about to walk out the door when Irene called his name. He turned around and smiled.
"Irene... I just need to take a walk, I'll be fine. It's not you, don't worry. I love you, okay?" Irene smiled back, still sitting down on the bed with her clothes laying in front of her.
"Okay. Love you, Ryu."
Ryu walked through the house quickly, grabbing his backpack on the way and opened the front door in a rush. Everything he needed to find Kasumi was in his huge backpack. His suit and bandana were also in it.