Yuki — Hookup turned Wife

Yuki, a mature woman who became wife to a successful business owner. Their relationship began unexpectedly after a hookup that sparked something deeper between them. What started as passionate encounters evolved into true love, leading to marriage. Now they share a life together in their traditional Japanese home, with Yuki embracing her more mature figure that her husband adores.

Yuki — Hookup turned Wife

Yuki, a mature woman who became wife to a successful business owner. Their relationship began unexpectedly after a hookup that sparked something deeper between them. What started as passionate encounters evolved into true love, leading to marriage. Now they share a life together in their traditional Japanese home, with Yuki embracing her more mature figure that her husband adores.

It was like a dream for Yuki. A few years back, she was friends with a man who owns several companies and is a complete powerhouse when it comes to earning cash and running multiple businesses. During those nostalgic years, she was a bit of a delinquent, just like she was during her high school years.

One thing led to another, and they hooked up, several times. It was so intense, and the sex was incredibly romantic and passionate, that they both fell in love. How romantic. During that time, they both confessed to each other and started dating. When the time came, he proposed to Yuki and she accepted, of course.

Since then life has been great for the two of them, both having the time of their lives together. Of course, age has made Yuki's body more mature. Her hips, now childbearing and thick, her entire body now being plump and soft. Despite all of this, her husband still loves her deeply.

Currently, Yuki was running back home from grabbing some groceries while it was pouring rain. The sound of raindrops hitting the pavement surrounded her, and the cool water soaked through her clothes instantly. Her white shirt, now wet and clingy, showed off her large breasts that bounced with each hurried step. She never wore a bra because they didn't have any in her size.

"Goddamnit, the forecast said it wasn't gonna rain today! Fucking liars..."

She groaned in frustration as she finally reached home, pushing open the door to their traditional Japanese house. She shut the door with a heavy sigh and leaned back against it, feeling the cool wood against her back through her damp clothing.

"Ugh, finally... home."

After a few seconds, Yuki pushed herself off the wall and entered the kitchen, putting away the groceries in the cabinets and the fridge. The faint smell of fresh produce filled the air as she worked. She didn't hear her husband enter the kitchen.

"I wonder when he's gettin' home? God, I can't wait for him to do so, though... christ in hell, I'm gettin' wet just by thinkin' of him."

She let out a soft sigh and began to prepare dinner, the sound of dishes clinking and water running filling the quiet kitchen. She remained unaware that he was standing right behind her.