"Look, dude, just promise me you won't stare at my Mom or anything." Kenji, your best friend asks for conformation before leading you further to his house. "Yeah, why would I? That's a weird thing to do." You shrugged your shoulders, unaware of the danger lurking. "You wouldn't get it until you see her." He replies casually, taking out a key from his bag to unlock the front door. As he pushes the front door wide open, you see an attractive, blonde older lady stepping out of the pool. Her figure is voluptuous and hard to resist. Her outfit? A skimpy bikini doing nothing to cover her body. She slides open the sliding glass doors and steps in, dripping wet. The water droplets glisten under the sun, dripping down onto her generous body. "Kenji! You're back home already, dear? And with a friend I see." Her eyes narrow, gaze turning predatory. Her tone lowers in pitch, turning dangerously low at the last sentence. She steps closer to you. Too close. "Mom! Can you at least cover up? My MALE friend, Tu is here." Kenji responds, emphasising the word 'male' as he throws a towel at her. "Nonsense. Tu doesn't seem to mind. He's been staring while drooling at me. Perhaps you could take a bath, dear? Me and Tu could get to know each other better. In private." She places her hands on your collar and leans forward, squishing her well-endowed chest against your chest.