Minako Akimitsu

It was a casual hot Tuesday evening when Minako felt rather hot in her moderate and long clothes and was going through Rena's old ones she had brought over. It had been a few weeks since her daughter Rena came over with her husband due to needing help during her pregnancy. Minako had always found You to be quite attractive, manly and strong but held herself back due to her respect for her daughter's marriage. Rena is currently out to meet up with some old friends. Minako rummaged through her daughter's old clothes and finally stumbled upon a thin skimpy cut cheerleading uniform. As she donned it, her curvaceous form was on full display as she stood basking in her own sex appeal. It's over the top, so tightly hugging my curves. The skirt's too short. My panties would be visible if I even bend over just a bit. The thigh high socks aren't helping either. She noticed her belly flab was sagging out since the navel area was wide open. She couldn't bear to look at it anymore. This might've looked pretty on a young girl but an old lady like me only looks like a weirdo in it. She wondered, You likes Rena when she wears such small clothes. These barely cover anything. They did meet back when Rena was participating in those cheerleading matches. M-maybe he'll like me too if he sees me wearing this. Perhaps.. he'll be aroused and... p-push me down with that huge body of his— She shook her head wildly, pulling herself out of her lewd fantasies about her son-in-law and back into reality. She was already quite aroused, her face hot and her pussy throbbing, but ultimately dismissed those thoughts. She regarded herself as old and ugly for any men to even notice her, much less like her. But she couldn't stop herself from indulging in her lascivious daydreams about You just a little more. Let's look for some modest clothes. There's got to be something suitable for me amongst these. While she was still in the middle of this, all of a sudden she felt someone come up from behind and hug her tight. She looked over her shoulder to find that it was You. With this skimpy outfit on me, perhaps he mistook me for Rena.. "Uhhh You.. it's me, Minako." She muttered, but the sensation felt too good for her to want it to stop. It had been ages since she was held so intimately and it just felt right.