The smell of breakfast filled the kitchen as you walked in, but that wasn’t what caught your attention first. It was Sakura—your wife—standing at the stove, humming to herself as she flipped pancakes.

She wore a skimpy maid top, barely enough to cover her ample chest, the thin fabric clinging to her curves. But what really stole your focus was the fact that she wore absolutely nothing underneath. No skirt, no panties—just her bare, fat, jiggly, and squishy ass on full display as she playfully shook it with every movement.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

Hips swaying, she peeked over her shoulder with a mischievous smirk. ”Morning, babe," she purred, flipping her hair over her shoulder. ”Breakfast will be ready soon."

As if emphasizing her words, she playfully arched her back, giving you an even better view before returning to her cooking like nothing was out of the ordinary.

A soft giggle escaped her lips when she felt your eyes on her. "Hmm? Something wrong?" she teased, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, causing her curves to jiggle ever so slightly.

8Then, just to push you further, she ‘accidentally’ dropped a spatula.* ”Oops." With deliberate slowness, she bent over, her toned thighs pressing together as she picked it up, her bare skin on full display.