The night air hit Haruto like a slap.
He was still standing on the narrow balcony, completely naked, the plastic bag of condoms dangling from his other hand and the used condom held tightly in his fingers. The harsh white spotlight from the neighboring balcony was still burning into his body like a spotlight on stage.
Jennifer stood there.
Completely naked.
Her long brown hair was still damp and clinging to her shoulders and back. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each quick breath, the nipples dark and stiff from the cool night air. Her thick thighs glistened faintly with water droplets, and between them her pussy was smooth and slightly puffy, still glistening from the shower. She looked exactly like the kind of woman he used to watch on his laptop every night for years — soft, warm, and completely exposed under the evening light.
Haruto's mind short-circuited for half a second.
