Naruto was barely able to concentrate on what he had been reading in the textbook. His mind was still on Sakura. He placed the textbook over his lap to hide the boner he was getting, not wanting Sarada to see it. Sarada, on the other hand, was barely paying attention to the notes she was writing as she thought more about the fact that she was alone with Naruto in her room. Normally her dream come true, she had butterflies in her stomach the whole time, finding herself unable to say a word to him.

"Are you...having any trouble with the reading?" Sarada asked.

"No!" Naruto exclaimed dramatically, before kneeling his head down saying "...yes."

"Well, here it talks about the mating rituals of..."

Sarada had inched over to Naruto and read from his textbook, her cheek just inches away from his. As she adjusted her glasses and continued reading from his textbook, Naruto blushed as he felt his cheek getting warm just from knowing Sarada was so close to him.

But of course, she wasn't the Haruno he was thinking about.

After sitting outside long enough, Sakura had decided to head back inside just as the sun started setting. Since she had nowhere to go later (and not just because it was a school night), she figured no harm in showering and changing into her PJs. Heading upstairs towards the bathroom, she took a peek through the crack in her daughter's bedroom door, glimpsing Naruto and Sarada sitting elbow to elbow reading their textbooks. She always did find young love adorable, and Sarada reminded Sakura herself in some ways.

Sarada's father, Sasuke Uchiha, had left a few years ago to do some form of missionary work with the ANBU Foundation. They still kept in contact, and she knew he still loved her, but it got awfully lonely. Having a young man like Naruto in the house made her feel safer and comfortable. Her prime years of kicking ass had flown by during college, and once she originally settled down with Sasuke, she got out of practice. 15 odd years later, she had put on a little weight, but by no means was she fat or even chubby. All the weight she gained had evened itself out proportionately throughout her body. While her breasts and her butt were of moderate size for a woman her age (though far bigger than the younger girls), she still had the same short legs, albeit more thick, that she had when she was a teenager.

As she undressed and stepped into the hot shower, she reflected more on how much her body had changed since Sarada had been born. She also reflected on how long it was since Sasuke had last seen those changes. Would he still love her? Maybe that was why she was taking a sudden interest in Naruto. He didn't seem to care what she looked like, he just seemed happy to be near her. It gave Sakura a comforting thought to reflect on as the hot water of the shower drenched Sakura's voluptuous body.

A good ten minutes of soap and water later, Sakura had stepped out of the shower, letting her size 10 feet soak the bathroom mat. Grabbing two short towels, she wrapped one over her hair, which fit her head perfectly, and another over her body, which barely covered her cleavage and was just inches below her waist. As the towel attached itself to her body, she began to realize that the hot steam of the shower always makes her thirsty.

No harm in grabbing something to drink from the fridge, right?

"Hey, Naruto," Sarada asked, "D-Do you want a snack or something?"

"Not hungry just yet," Naruto replied laughing, "Kinda odd right? Me not hungry? But I am a bit thirsty. Mind if I get something from the fridge?"

"Go right ahead!" Sarada replied, "You know where the kitchen is, right?"

"I can smell any kitchen in any house," Naruto joked.

Still wrapped in towels, Sakura grabbed a carton of grape juice out from the fridge and chugged half of it down. Using a nearby paper towel to wipe off a strain of juice that had made its way down her chin, Sakura had failed to notice her own suitcase laying in the middle of the floor. She managed to save herself from tripping, landing quickly on both feet, but the rest of the grape juice spilled on the floor.

"No biggie," Sakura said to herself, "My hair's dry enough anyway."

Sakura took the towel off her head, letting her dried hair fall back down into place as she bent over to clean up the spill.

As it turned out, fate worked in mysterious ways. Naruto had surprisingly quiet footsteps, so Sakura didn't hear him come down the stairs or enter the kitchen. No sooner did Naruto enter the kitchen when he got what could very well be the best sight of his life.

As he walked in, he knew Sakura was in there, but did not expect to see what he saw. Not only was she in nothing but a bath towel, but she had bent over to clean up a puddle of juice, exposing her large, juicy bottom to him. Naruto felt both his heartbeat race and his dick harden. This was almost something straight out of his dreams. As she moved back and forth cleaning up the puddle, her ass swerved up and down, teasing Naruto, as if it had a mind of its own. His stomach jumped up to his chest when on several occasions, he could actually see her snatch. He should have obviously known the lips would have been broken a long time ago, on account of her having a daughter. But watching them come together as she shook her butt up and down made him nearly trip over. He fell flat on his face as Sakura conveniently finished cleaning up the mess and stood back up.

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Sakura, "Naruto, are you okay?"

"N-Never better, Miss Haru-, eh, Sakura," Naruto replied.

I didn't think it'd be so hard to get used to calling her by her first name, Naruto thought.

"You sure?" she asked, "Your forehead is bleeding a little bit."

Naruto touched the side of his forehead, feeling a little drop of blood trickle down the back of his hand before saying, "Oh. So it is."

"Here, sit down," Sakura said, "Let me wipe that up for you."

As Naruto sat down on a nearby stool, Sakura pulled out a clean towel with some rubbing alcohol. Because she was still taller than Naruto even when he sat, she had to bend down a bit to apply the alcohol to his head. Naruto hissed when he felt the sting of the alcohol being pressed into his head with the towel, but the sight of her cleavage almost completely sticking out, just barely covering the pink tips of her nipples, managed to get him through the uncomfortable pain in his head.

"You seem like you know quite a bit about first aid," Naruto said.

"Well I also have a background in nursing," Sakura said sweetly, "I'm not just a biology teacher, you know. You're familiar with Tsunade, right?"

"I live with her, remember?" Naruto replied, "At least I do when she's not out working."

Or drinking herself stupid, he thought.

"Oh, of course," Sakura said, "Well, I learned nursing from her, and she's actually got ChoCho to study under me. ChoCho and Sarada are practically beasties, so we see each other quite often."

Naruto continued to listen to Sakura's stories as she healed him up. He eventually did make his way back upstairs, but not before diving into other trivial topics with Sakura, feeling more of a bond with her in one night than in the past year of being in her class.

And all the while, none were the wiser of Sarada's plan for Naruto's next visit. If she wanted him, she decided she would have to be a bit...bolder.