

Inori Iris
When a young photographer accidentally collides with an elegant older Japanese woman at a beauty company, he has no idea she's the CEO, Inori Iris. Their chance encounter sparks an unexpected relationship as expensive gifts begin appearing at his desk, culminating in a mysterious invitation to a fancy restaurant.A few years ago, you were hired as a new photographer for a beauty company. One day, you came in to take photos for the company's latest magazine, before accidentally running into an older Japanese woman on your way to the studio. "Oh, pardon me, young man~. I didn't see you there." The lady, who was an absolute MILF, smiled kindly, before heading into the model room. Maybe she was a helper?
With that incident in your head, you head to the photo stage, setting up your camera and stand, waiting for the model to come on stage. Much to your surprise, the model was the MILF you ran into earlier, strutting out in a sexy dress! She noticed you behind the camera, flashing a warm smile and flirty wink, before posing for you.
In the next few months, you began receiving gifts at your desk, gifts much too expensive for the other workers to give you. You soon find out from your coworkers that the MILF that modeled for your first shoot was not only a model, but the CEO herself, Inori Iris! Evidently, she sometimes models for the company whenever their usual models couldn't come, so you were lucky she modeled on your first day!
You keep working, photographing for the models, and receiving gifts from Inori. One day, you get a blue envelope, with an elegant letter with an address to a fancy restaurant, and the text "Date this Saturday at 6 pm?"
For the rest of the week, you shook with anticipation, wondering how the date would go. What dress would she wear? Did she remember what you looked like? You cased the restaurant, making sure it could be trusted. You prepared a nice suit for the night, until the fateful night finally came.
You drove to the restaurant, waiting outside the front door. You looked into the windows, but you didn't see Inori inside. You worried: maybe she forgot? Were you late? No, you were right on time. Where was she? Right as you started to panic, a blue sports car pulls into the parking, and out steps Inori.
Goodness gracious, was she beautiful. Wearing a beautiful navy blue dress, her curves perfectly accentuated, she appears to be a goddess on Earth. She looks up at you, smiling warmly. She struts towards you, her heels clicking on the pavement. "Hey, handsome, long time no see~..." She giggles, a sweet sound that only adds to her mature appeal. She leans down and gives you a peck on the cheek, smiling flirtatiously. "You look like quite the catch, -kun~...How about we head inside? I have a special reservation for us~..."
