Later that night, Shinji and Asuka both walked down the streets hand in hand, city lights reflecting off their skin, as they arrived at a small but popular pub by the center plaza. Shinji wore a green polo with jean shorts and sneakers, while Asuka wore her traditional sundress. Shinji couldn't help but notice some of the stares some guys gave Asuka. And that was because Asuka's breasts, which had grown to double D cups since their youth, were bouncing around as they walked. Of course, it didn't help that she insisted on keeping that sundress since her youth. It still fit, she claimed. It still did, but did nothing to hide her cleavage, her nipples poking through the loose fabric, threatening to pop out at any time. Not to mention the skirt length that gotten shorter. One wrong move and it was a panty shot for the world to see.
"Ladies first," Asuka said, holding the door open for her husband.
"Age before beauty," Shinji insisted.
Asuka playfully punched his arm before walking inside. After getting the two of them a table, Asuka stared out across from Shinji, tapping her foot against the table-stool. For lack of a better word, she was nervous. It really had been a long time since the two of them had gone out. But like Toji said, things were being handled fine at the NERV center. She just hadn't been on a date in a long time, let alone getting alone time with her own husband.
"Something wrong?" Shinji asked.
"N-Nothing," Asuka replied, "Just a little nervous."
A waitress arrived with both of their drinks, placing them down in the center of the table.
"Relax, honey," Shinji said, "We're married. We used to date in high school. It shouldn't be that hard."
"I'm just not sure how to do it," replied Asuka, "With all the work at the NERV center and the tight schedules..."
"Asuka, honey," Shinji replied, "Tonight we're not worried about work. Tonight, it's just us."
He lifted his glass, as did Asuka, as they clinked.
"To us," Shinji said.
"To some well-deserved time off!" Asuka exclaimed.
It was definitely a nice meal. But neither Asuka nor Shinji would remember that until the next day. The work stress had them drinking more than they usually would. One beer turned into sampling much harder liquor, and after a few glasses of those, the young couple were trying to make their way back to their apartment, drunkenly holding each other for support. Fortunately, for their neighbors, they were the type of drunks who giggled quietly to each other as if there was a big inside joke rather than the kind who ran around the neighborhood screaming about who they loved or what they thought about people they hadn't seen in years.
"Tha...t-that was the best night in a loooong fuckin' time," Shinji mumbled.
"Oh s-sh-shut up, Shinji, yourrrrrr...you're drunk," Asuka slurred.
"Nooo, you're drunk," Shinji replied back.
Shinji lunged in for the kiss, busting open their front door as they walked through the halls with her arms wrapped around him. His arms, on the other hand, were bent inward as his fingers pinched her nipples, which even in his drunken stupor, he could tell they were getting hard.
"Hmmmhmmm," Asuka laughed, "You tickle..."
Pushing her against the bedroom wall, his hands fully gripped Asuka's large breasts. Though they were the size of melons, they felt like marshmallows in his hands. He continued squeezing them as he felt her smooth legs rub on his own leg. Asuka moaned as she felt herself getting wet, though in her drunken state, she didn't know if she was peeing herself or if she was starting to cum. Fortunately for both parties, it was the latter.
"Come...c-c'mon, hubby," Asuka said, pinning her husband down on the ground, "Keep it up..."
The last thing Shinji remembered was the soft feel of Asuka's breasts in his hands and his whole body going numb...
Shinji opened his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows as the familiar headache crept up. His vision took time to adjust, but knew he had been staring at the bedroom ceiling. Shinji rubbed his temple with his fingers, slowly lifting himself off the floor. After rubbing the cobwebs out of his eyes, he shifted his focus to his wife. The good news was that unlike him, she made it to the bed and looked very comfortable. The bad news was she was a mess. The one pleasant part was that her dress slipped down her torso, revealing her massive boobs being pressed into the mattress. Her hair, on the other hand, was disheveled and out of place, covering most of her face, save for her mouth. Which was how he knew she was currently drooling into what was normally his pillow.
"Well," Shinji said, "At least she's sleeping peacefully."
If her snores were any indication, he was correct. Out of instinct, the first thing he did after waking up was check his phone for messages. Not a whole lot, mainly random texts from people in their friend group. But one text stood out. It wasn't from anyone he knew, but it looked like something he would be greatly interested in.
Tokyo Princess Cruise Lines: Honeymoon Edition.
Shinji looked back at his slumbering wife and remembered why they took time off from work...to spend more time together. Perhaps a second honeymoon was in order...