My Girlfriend's Mother is an AV Actress - Chapter 2
Getting Caught by Honami-san
That day, Hitomi-chan was unusually absent from school with a cold. A girl from the same grade came over to my class to speak to me.
"Hey, you're Hitomi-chan's boyfriend, right? I was asked to give her these handouts—could you take them to her instead?"
"Sure, no problem."
I accepted readily. I’d never been allowed inside her house, but surely just dropping off some handouts would be fine. I knew her address, and from the photos she’d shown me, I knew she lived in a cute, compact, Nordic-style house. I double-checked the location on Street View before hopping on my bike. It was in the neighboring middle school district, only about fifteen minutes from my place.
"Yeah, this is it."
I confirmed the name on the doorplate. It said "Suzumura," so I was definitely in the right place. Feeling a bit nervous, I pressed the doorbell. No response. I tried again, but the result was the same.
"I guess no one's home."
Just as I decided to leave them in the mailbox and go, I heard the sound of someone racing down the stairs at incredible speed. The front door swung open, and Hitomi-chan came flying out.
"Wait, Shota-kun? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I was asked to bring you these handouts. How's your cold?"
Hitomi-chan looked like she’d just been sleeping; she was in her pajamas. The clear shape of her bra-less H-cup breasts was so erotic that I couldn't help but stare.
"Oh, yeah, the fever's gone down, so I think I can go to school tomorrow. Jeez, you should have just sent me a message."
"Sorry, I wanted to surprise you a little."
Hitomi-chan looked a bit troubled. The reason I hadn't messaged her first was that I was afraid she'd tell me not to come, but based on this reaction, I really wasn't that welcome.
"Sorry, I know you told me not to come over. I'm being a nuisance, aren't I?"
"No, it's not that! I'm really happy you came to see how I was doing. Honestly, I'd love to have you up to my room and do something for you, even if just for a bit... but my mom is coming home soon..."
It seemed Hitomi-chan was desperate to keep me from meeting her mother. Was she really that difficult of a person?
"Don't worry about it. I'll head home then. I'm just glad I got to see your face."
"I'm sorry, really. Oh, but at least a kiss... come inside for a second."
Hitomi-chan slipped on some sandals and urged me to close the door behind me. Once inside, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. The sensation of her bra-less breasts pressing against me felt incredible. We tangled our tongues together, hungrily seeking each other's saliva. Hitomi-chan’s kisses were always passionate and lewd, so I instinctively held her tighter. Her H-cup breasts were crushed against my chest, and my hand reached down to feel her ass through her pajamas.
"Nn... no, stop... if you do that, I'm gonna get all wet... ❤️"
"Just one more minute of kissing and then I'll leave. Please, let me touch your butt, Hitomi-chan..."
"Oh, fine... but only for a minute, okay?"
I slipped my hand under the hem of her pajamas and touched her bare backside. It felt warmer than usual, but it was just as soft as ever. As I kneaded and caressed her, her breathing grew heavy.
"An... Shota-kun ❤️"
Writhing in my arms, she reached down to touch my crotch. We became lost in each other, kissing and touching as if in a trance.
We were so lost in it, in fact, that we didn't notice the sound of the front door lock turning. We tried to pull apart in a panic, but it was too late. We were caught red-handed in a tight embrace.
"My, my. I thought that bike with a boy's bag on it looked suspicious, and I was right."
"Ah, Mom..."
"Hitomi-chan's boyfriend? Nice to meet you. I'm her mother, Honami."
The woman who appeared was a beauty who looked exactly like Hitomi-chan. She seemed incredibly young—hardly like a mother at all—and her blonde, short-cut hair suited her perfectly. Her chest looked even larger than Hitomi-chan’s H-cups. To put it simply, she was a "bimajo" (beautiful witch) with a devastatingly sexy body. Wait... I felt like I’d seen her somewhere before.
"Mom, why are you dressed in full-on 'work mode' like that?"
"Oh, well, today was a shoo—"
"Okay, okay! I get it! I get it! This is Shota Kagawa-kun, my boyfriend. He brought my handouts today! He's just leaving now! Thanks, Shota-kun, see you at school tomorrow!"
Hitomi-chan rattled this off in a single breath, her eyes pleading with me: Please, just go home, fast. It was clear now why she’d kept me away from the house; she didn't want me meeting her mom. But why hide her when she was so beautiful?
"Oh, no you don't. Your boyfriend came all this way; it's rude to kick him out at the door. I'll make some tea, so Hitomi-chan, you go back upstairs and rest."
"Oh, I should really..."
Hitomi-chan’s eyes screamed: Please don't say yes! I'll do anything to make it up to you, just find a way to leave! Even though she didn't speak, her thoughts were coming through loud and clear.
"No. I didn't raise you to treat your lover like that. Kagawa-kun, was it? Please, come in. I won't keep you long. It would be lonely for me to just say 'goodbye' at the door when I finally get to meet my daughter's boyfriend."
The mother was one step ahead. Hitomi-chan couldn't find a comeback and just looked frustrated.
"Then, I'll come to the living room too—"
"No. You're home sick, so you need to sleep."
"But—"
"No 'buts.' Now, go on, up to the second floor."
The mother halfway forced Hitomi-chan up to her room. Then, she turned back to me and smiled brightly.
"Sorry about my daughter. Thank you for always taking care of her."
"Oh, no, I'm the one who's lucky to have her."
How was I supposed to greet a girlfriend's mother? Especially one this beautiful—it made my heart race.
"Well, please come in. If I keep you too long, Hitomi-chan might get jealous, so we'll just have some tea... ❤️"
I could have sworn there was a "❤️" at the end of that, but surely I was imagining it. I took off my shoes and followed her into the living room. She brought out some iced coffee for me.
"Oh, thank you very much, Mom."
"Oh, don't call me 'Mom.' I'd be happy if you called me Honami."
The way she rested her hand against her cheek was incredibly suggestive. Actually, because her figure was so good, everything she did looked erotic.
"She never introduced you, so I was starting to wonder if she even had a boyfriend. But since you're such a handsome and wonderful guy, I wish I'd met you sooner."
"Oh, 'handsome'? No, I'm not really..."
"No, you certainly are. Like mother, like daughter, I suppose—our tastes are similar... ❤️"
Honami-san smiled at me. For some reason, I started to feel like a piece of prey caught in a spider's web.
"By the way, have you and Hitomi-chan had sex yet?"
It was a good thing I wasn't mid-sip of my iced coffee. If I had been, I would have definitely choked or spilled it everywhere. I froze, not knowing how to respond to such a direct question.
"Uh, well..."
"Oh, from that reaction, it looks like you've already experienced it. Thank you. I was hoping a serious, kind boy like you would be the one to take Hitomi-chan's virginity, so I'm happy."
Honami-san was smiling at me, but I couldn't stop staring at her breasts, which were resting right on top of her folded arms.
"So, where do you two usually do it? Your house?"
"Um, well, that's..."
"Karaoke boxes or parks, I bet. Honestly, the ideas you kids come up with are always the same. I'm sorry; in an environment like that, the positions must get repetitive and boring, right?"
Honami-san pulled out her phone and smiled at me.
"Hey, let's exchange contact info. From now on, I'll make sure to be out of the house whenever you two want to have sex. Since I've already caught you, there's no need to hide it anymore, right?"
"Wait, but in that case, shouldn't Hitomi-chan be the one to contact you?"
"Oh, no. This is my condition for letting you use this house like a love hotel."
Honami-san sat down right next to me. The sweet scent of her perfume wafted over me even more strongly. She was so close I could practically feel her body heat. Is this what they call pheromones? That alone was enough to almost give me an erection.
"I want to get close to you, too. Oh, and of course, this is a secret from Hitomi-chan, okay?"
"Oh, okay. But..."
"It’s fine. If things go well between you two, we'll be family. It's only natural for a mother-in-law and a son to be in touch."
And just like that, I was overwhelmed by Honami-san and ended up exchanging contact info. That night, Hitomi-chan called me and grilled me: "Shota-kun, did my mom say or do anything weird to you? Are you okay?" But I couldn't bring myself to tell her about the secret.
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