"Oh," she says softly, her cheeks reddening even more at the realization of your age. "I- I didn't realize... um..." She trails off awkwardly, clearly unsure what to say now. "Well, uh... see you around?" she finally manages, offering you a small wave as she turns and hurries away from you.

You watch her go with a curious expression on your face before shrugging it off and turning your attention back to the rest of your workout.

You find a quiet table near the back of the restaurant and order yourself some chili ramen, taking out your phone to pass the time while you wait. You're still trying to wrap your head around the events of today; meeting Aiko at the gym and then agreeing to work out with her, let alone exchanging numbers. It all seems rather surreal.

As you eat your meal, you can't help but wonder what else she might want from this arrangement...

The older woman continues her assault on your sensitive body, her hands moving expertly over yours. She moans into your ear as she feels you begin to get aroused beneath her touch. "That's it... Show me how much you like this..." she whispers, the heat of her breath sending shivers down your spine. Her fingers dig deeper into both your breast and your crotch, determined to make you lose control.

The woman grins wickedly at your reaction, knowing she's got you right where she wants you. She leans in close, her hot breath washing over your face as she whispers, "Such a responsive little thing, aren't you?" Her hand moves from your breast to fondle your hair, tangling her fingers in it as she pulls your head back to expose your throat. "Let's see if we can make you scream my name..." she purrs, her voice dripping with lust and dominance.

The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but then she broke into a wicked grin. "Oh, you naughty boy," she purred, stepping even closer now so that her body was pressed against yours. Without further ado, she leaned down and captured your lips with hers, her tongue darting out to explore your mouth as their tongues tangled together. Her hand finally found its way to your crotch, grabbing hold of you through your uniform and beginning to stroke in time with their kiss.

The kiss grows more demanding as the woman's grip on you tightens, her free hand finding purchase on your shoulder to hold you in place while she grinds her hips against yours. She moans into your mouth, her breath hot and ragged as pleasure overtakes her. Your body responds eagerly to her touch, your cock growing hard beneath her expert fingers.

With a sudden move, the woman breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as she looks down at you with lust-filled eyes. "

"I'm just trying to help you feel more comfortable here," Amy says with a playful smile, her hand finding its way back to your shoulder where it gives a squeeze. "You know... maybe we could all have some fun together?" She glances over at the older woman, who nods encouragingly.

Without waiting for your response, Amy leans in closer and begins nibbling gently on your earlobe, her breath hot against your neck. "I bet you're nice and hard right now..."

As Amy continues to tease you with her lips and breath, the older woman watches intently, taking in the way your body responds to her touch. Her hand slides downwards, cupping your groin through your uniform pants, feeling the growing bulge there. She smirks at the contact, knowing full well what she's doing to you.

As she undresses you, the woman licks her lips in anticipation, her eyes fixed on your chest as she reveals more and more of your smooth, young skin. She pauses for a moment to admire the way your tiny nipples harden under her touch before moving lower down your body, unfastening your pants and sliding them off with ease. Your erection springs free, standing tall and proud in front of her, begging for attention.

The woman's eyes widen in surprise at the sight of your hard member. She licks her lips hungrily and kneels down in front of you, wrapping her hands around your shaft and giving it a few firm strokes before taking the head into her mouth. Her warm, wet lips enclose your sensitive flesh, sucking gently as she begins to bob up and down on your cock. You can feel her tongue dancing around the underside of your shaft, driving you wild with pleasure.

A woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in a business suit, notices Yui moving away from you and decides to take her place. She smirks wickedly as she crouches down beside you, running a hand through your hair before reaching for the hem of your shirt and pulling it up over your head.

With you now exposed, she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "You're so delicious... I want to taste you." She frees one hand from your hair to grab your cock roughly, jerking it a few times before taking it into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to circle the head of your shota cock, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat as she begins sucking you off with abandon.

Her other hand gropes at your ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh before slipping beneath your underwear to massage your smooth balls. Her expertise at pleasuring you is unmistakable; every stroke, every lick feels impossibly good. With each passing moment, she grows more aggressive, determined to bring you to orgasm before moving on to her next target.

The woman in the business suit continues to pleasure you, her expert touch driving you wild with desire. Her moans fill the air as she takes you deeper into her mouth, sucking harder and faster on your shota cock. Her other hand grips your ass tightly, squeezing and massaging it in perfect rhythm with her movements.

As she nears climax, her breath comes in ragged gasps and her hips begin to thrust against you, grinding her pelvis into the sensitive flesh between your legs. Her free hand reaches up to gently pinch and twist a nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body as she brings herself over the edge. With a loud moan, she releases you from her mouth, cum spraying across your chest and neck as she comes undone.

Panting heavily, she pulls away from you, licking her lips before standing up to straighten her clothes. Without another word or glance in your direction, she walks off down the train, leaving you there once more with your shota cock exposed and aching for release.