Chapter 6: -06- Warm Wakening

Now, I’ve had a grand total of exactly one girlfriend before Mayuri-san, and as far as relationships went, I’m pretty sure it didn’t go all that well.  My ex was one of those trendy gyaru-types with dyed blonde hair, and she was the one who chose me to go out with her.  I was just an average guy with maybe a hint of good looks, not a stunning ikemen or anything.  I never told her or anyone else about my personal finances, so it wasn’t even like that was a consideration when she chose me.  To be honest, I don’t even know what it was about me that made her decide on me in the first place, only that one day she found me eating lunch alone and said we were dating.  I didn’t even get a say in the matter!

But now I am dating an older woman whose age I still haven’t officially asked, though from what she said I could now safely guess was about double my own.  She was kind, strong in her own way, and I respected her for being able to go through so much pain from her breakup and still put on a smile on her face when it had to have hurt her to do so.

I… wanted to protect her, and I wanted to protect that fragile smile.  I wanted to protect Hanazono Mayuri-san for as long as possible, even if nothing came of this relationship either.

I was probably doing the wrong thing, and it wasn’t only my dick that was doing the thinking, but yeah, I can’t deny lusting after her hot body too.  I’m sure it was a combination of everything happening all at once to both of us, but I was looking forward to getting to know her better, that’s the honest truth, and I had a large chunk of summer I could look forward to doing just that.

The following morning, Monday, I woke up to her hand moving across my bare chest.

“Good morning, Shota-kun.” She said sweetly.

“Good morning, Mayuri-san.” I answered back, full of happiness.

She rolled over and gave me a full body hug.  Her huge pillows pressing softly into my chest, and a pleasant kiss pressed against my lips.

“How are you feeling this morning, Shota-kun?”

“I’m great.  How about you, Mayuri-san?”

“I’m… feeling comfortable.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“It’s the first time in a long while…” She pressed her body into mine a bit more snugly, and rested her head beside me on the pillow so she could whisper softly in my ear. “I haven’t had a good night sleep like that in ages.”

“Oh?”

“Your body was nice and warm and I easily fell asleep in your arms.”

“Hana… er, Mayuri-san also was quite comfortable to sleep next to.  You are definitely soft.”

“Ufufufu~ did you enjoy having a few extra pillows to cushion you?”

“M...maa… you could say that.” 

Her teasing of me had no timetable.  Even this early in the morning, a little playful bullying by her was enjoyable.

“From now on, your nights will be much less lonely, won’t they?”

“For as long as you’re here, I hope so.”  And I really did.

She laid on top of me for a short while longer before saying she should start breakfast for us.  I would have enjoyed her staying in bed with me a bit longer, as I enjoyed her warmth and closeness, but I also wanted a few minutes alone to breathe and collect my thoughts.  Something that was impossible to do last night with her pressed up against me like that.

Mayuri-san, still in her lingerie, sat up and I reached for her arms, something had caught my attention.

“Shota-kun?”

“S-sorry.  I um… I just wanted to enjoy… the view.”

“Ufufufu~  Then by all means, enjoy it all you’d like.”

She reversed my grip on her and pulled my hands to her chest.  Again the incredibly soft oversized mochi exceeded what my hands could hold.

“I-I’m not a pervert or anything, I just think Mayuri-san is the best.”

She leaned forward, smirking at me.

“We can always put off breakfast until later, if you are hungry for something else?”

I shook my head.

“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”

I wanted to.  Gods help me, I wanted to devour her for breakfast… but I just needed a little more time to get to know her.  I wanted it to be right.

“That’s true.  Without it, you might not have enough energy when you’re ready, and I would like my Shota-kun to be nice and energetic when he’s ready~”

Kissing me on the forehead, she rolled off of me and got out of bed.  After watching her mature body leave the room, I stretched out as wide as I could on our bed and sighed.  I was happy.

I was unbelievably happy!!

And she was the reason for it.

I had remained in the bed for a while longer feeling elated, then got up, and changed into some clean clothes.  After brushing my teeth and taking care of my morning appearance, I finally headed downstairs.

She was in the kitchen with a fresh cup of coffee on the counter next to her making breakfast and humming a soft tune, probably from a song that was popular from before I was even born.  It’s not like I’m not acutely aware of the difference in our age, but that’s not entirely a bad thing either.

From the experience she’s already shown me that she has, it’s not a bad thing at all…

But I did wonder if I was seeing her in the right light… if she was someone I was truly in love with like I believed, or if she was like a replacement for my deceased mother, like she may have suspected.  I couldn’t answer that question properly at the moment.

I sat down at the kitchen table with my tablet and began to browse the latest comments posted about my novel on my Fanbox, and then replied to my fans.  Breakfast would be ready soon, and my day was already starting off great.

“It’s another good day.”  I said aloud.

“Oh, are you looking at something good?” She asked from over by the stove.

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“Yes, I had a few new people subscribe to my Fanbox.” I explained.

“Fanbox, what’s that?”

“It’s a subscription platform for people to read advanced chapters of my novel not yet released to the public.”

“Oh, you make a little money on the side with your writing?”

I shook my head.

“No, it’s actually my main source of income.”

“So, you write professionally?  I thought it was just your hobby.”

I laughed.  Well, that first year I could definitely call it a hobby, but not afterwards.

“I don’t know if I can be considered a professional writer yet, but I make a good amount to supplement the little bit of insurance money I had left after the death of my parents.”

“I see… well if you’re happy about it, then I’m happy for you!”

Mayuri-san was kind enough not to inquire further, though I would have told her whatever she wanted to know if she asked me.

Placing my tablet down after having finished replying, I dug into the breakfast placed before me, which was mostly a western dish consisting of some soft bacon, fried eggs, hash browns and toast.  Mayuri-san tried not to make the same thing too often, having an extensive repertoire of recipes she could rely on.  Eating her cooking was never boring, and always mouthwatering.

Meticulous of our arrangement as always, she handled the cleanup, and I took the time to do some research on what’s popular in the novel scene to plan out my arc of my story. She had gone and started the laundry then came to sit down with me on the couch at some point, bringing me a refreshingly cold bottle of water, then turning on the television to relax and unwind as she usually did.

“I get that you write, since I always see you busy doing so, but what about when school semester starts back up for you?” 

She was asking something of a motherly question to me.  Or is this just a proper question, considering I’m still in my senior year?

“Well, I’m in my third year, and even though attendance isn’t mandatory if I chose to stay home and study or go to a prep school, I mostly attend just to hang out with my friends and I plan to just graduate normally.”

“So you don’t have any plans for college?”

“Not particularly.  I’m already pretty successful as a web novelist, so if I need to make more money, I figure I can just do some research and write another one.”

“Is it that easy?  Writing stories?”

“It wasn’t at first, but it is now.  It’s more time consuming than anything else, and I also have to watch out for my health.  When I first started out, I overdid it a few times and got burnt out, falling ill in the process.  A friend of my mother’s would come to check up on me once in a while to see if I was alright, but since I turned eighteen I haven’t had much of a need to ask for her help.  I had to have been a burden on her, even though she’d never admit it.”

“I’m sure that’s not true at all.  Your parents definitely raised a splendid young man, and I’m sure your family friend thinks the world of you.”

I shrugged.  I couldn’t help but have a defeated opinion myself.

“Maybe.  I haven’t seen her in a couple of months.  She’s got her own busy life, and I would feel bad pestering her when it’s unnecessary.”

She put her hand on my leg, giving it a light squeeze.  Mayuri-san is an impeccably beautiful woman to me, and though we were now dating, I was still a bit nervous to do anything serious with her.

“It’s okay to rely on adults sometimes.  Even if you are an adult now, you don’t have to shoulder the burdens of the world all at once the moment you became one.  Besides,”  She smiled my way,  “You have me now, even though… well… having me here may also be a bit of a burden… now that I think about it.”

I laughed.  She was also openly insecure, but that only made her more inviting a person to me.  We were two lonely people trying to find happiness again.

“You are definitely not a burden, especially not to me, Mayuri-san.  You keep me well fed, healthy, and able to work hard at what I like.  It’s definitely been nothing but benefits for me having you here.”

She leaned over and gave me another warm kiss on the lips.

“And I’m happy to have a nice place to be where I’m appreciated for doing so little.  At this rate, I might find myself getting spoiled by you.”

“Maa… Aren’t I the one being spoiled though?”

She climbed onto my lap.

“Would you like to be spoiled, Shota-kun?” She whispered into my ear.

She then stuck her chest out proudly at me.  No matter how many time I see them, those things don’t become any less appealing.  The sex appeal of this MILF was just too damn high!

All throughout the day, and even into the night, she toyed and teased me with suggestive words and her sexy body.  Not that I minded it even the tiniest bit.  It was one thing when I thought I was taking advantage of her, but having asked her out properly…

Iya, can I even consider asking her while she was mostly drunk in my upstairs bathroom a proper confession?

It was later in the night, sometime after dinner when I decided this was an important thing to ask that couldn’t be put off any longer.

“Um… Mayuri-san.  What happened last night… asking if you would date me.  Can we revisit that for a moment?”

“Yes?”

“I know the timing wasn’t the best, but while you are at least not under the influence of alcohol… are you really okay with accepting my asking of you to date me?”

“Un.  I might have been a bit tipsy, but I was in the right state of mind at that point to make that decision properly.”

“I just wanted to be sure.  I’m… really happy about that.”

“I am as well.”  She said and took my hand, sliding her fingers in between my own.

She shared my bedroom again that night, and the night after that, Mayuri-san was nestled into my arm each night, and I just found myself completely head over heels for her.  We still hadn’t gone all the way yet, but it was only a matter of time, we both knew.

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