“You like Steve, don't you?”
Harumi almost lost her coffee mug in the sink. She gasped and forced herself to stare at the running water.
Mana leaned against the counter and leaned forward to peer at Harumi's face. “Steve? My boyfriend? You knew him more than just a friend, right?”
A blush burned on Harumi's cheeks. She struggled to keep focused, rubbing the same spot on her coffee mug. It didn't matter if it was clean or not, she couldn't look up.
“I won't be upset. You were something together?”
Harumi's pussy clenched with the memory. Struggling with the tears, she gave a short nod.
Mana's face fell for a moment. “He still has feelings for you, you know.”
Harumi's heart quickened. “H-He does?”
“Yes,” Mana said with a sudden smile. She pulled back. “I bet you do too, don't you?”
Harumi thought about the way Steve held her as he fucked her hard. The deep thrusts that drove his cock deep into her belly. Her pussy fluttered with the memories and the heat spread out along her body. Her knuckles grew white around the handle of the cup.
Mana gave a knowing nod and dug into her pocket. She pulled out her keys and a piece of paper. “Steve is… was treating me to a weekend at Tsurunoyu Onsen, one of the ryokan.”
In response, Harumi looked up in surprise and her mug slipped from her hand. It clattered loudly at the base of the sink. She remembered going to Tsurunoyu Onsen for one of the photo shoots. There was a month-long waiting list for reservations. “I-It's that serious?”
Mana sighed and shook her head. “Yes, but not for me. I want you to go.” She handed the paper to Harumi. “You should.”
“I-I can't!”
Mana wrapped Harumi's fingers around the paper. “I saw how you look at him. And he kept asking questions about you.” A tear ran down her cheeks. “You still love each other, I know it.”
“Mana, I can't.”
“No!”
Harumi jumped at the Mana's outburst.
Mana wiped the tear from her face. “No, I mean, in all the years I've known you, you haven't ever been interested in anyone. No boyfriends, no girlfriends, no one. You've just been so focused on your work and… flinched from everyone. But, this is the first… first time that you've ever had someone. And if you like him and he… he,” more tears were running down Mana's cheeks, “likes you, then I want you to have him.”
Harumi felt the tears rolling down her face. “I-I—”
“Yes, you can,” whispered Mana.
“But, he's yours….”
“No,” Mana said with a smile, “I just wanted to see if he had a big cock. He's pretty, but he isn't Japanese. But, I just want to have a good time. But you…” Mana smiled, “you and him are something more than just a few good nights. He loves you, Kikuchi Harumi.”
Harumi wiped the tears. “Are you sure?”
Mana hesitated, but then gave an empathetic nod.
With a smile, Harumi pulled Mana into a hug. “Thank you.”
Mana hugged her back. “But, it's going to be a long drive.”
“Drive?” Harumi frowned. “Not the train?”
Mana grinned. “There is more, but I said I'd bring my car.”
“I-I don't have a car.”
Mana held up her keys. “You know how to drive?”
“Yes, but—”
As a response, Mana set her keys into Harumi's hands. “Enjoy. And then tell me if he has a nice dick.”
“He does,” whispered Harumi as she stared down at the keys. Realizing what she said, she looked up to apologize but Mana was already gone.