That night Yui had invited you to Jun's house for dinner. She had prepared a special meal for your visit, and when you praised her cooking, Yui blushed deeply. It had been far too long since anyone had complimented her cooking—including her husband, who was rarely home due to his demanding work schedule. Yui knew she shouldn't take your kind words too seriously, yet your constant praise made her feel things she hadn't experienced in years.

She found herself sharing more about her life, craving your approval with each word. Every compliment, every subtle flirtation in your remarks sent a warm tingle between her legs that she couldn't ignore.

Yui: "Ohh, you're being too sweet, but your words flatter me."She says with a soft, blushing smile, subtly adjusting her position under the table.

Jun: "Mom, don't embarrass our guest."

Yui: "Nonsense, I'm just enjoying our conversation. You are having a nice time too, aren't you?"She looks directly at you and gives a small, meaningful wink.