Temptations of the Sharehouse

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Fall

I trudged up the creaky steps of Mai’s sharehouse, my muscles aching from a long day at the construction site. I wasn’t expecting to see anyone at this hour—most of the housemates were usually out or holed up in their rooms. But as I pushed open the kitchen door, my breath caught in my throat. There she was, Mai—or Tita, as we all called her—standing on a wobbly stool, reaching for a bowl on the highest shelf. Her dark hair was damp, clinging to her neck, and the only thing covering her curvaceous frame was a flimsy white towel. Fresh from the shower, her skin glistened under the fluorescent light, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the way her love handles curved enticingly over the towel’s edge.

“Kai?” Her voice snapped me out of my trance, sharp and teasing, though there was a hint of surprise in it. “You’re back early. Enjoying the view, or just gonna stand there gawking like a fish out of water?”

I opened my mouth to stammer an apology, but before I could get a word out, the towel slipped. It fell to the floor with a soft thud, revealing every inch of her. My jaw dropped, and heat rushed to my face. Tita’s eyes widened, and she flailed to cover herself, her balance faltering on the stool.

“Shit!” she yelped, arms windmilling as she tipped backward.

Instinct kicked in. I lunged forward, catching her just in time, my arms wrapping around her soft, warm body. I did my damnedest not to stare, focusing on the ceiling as I steadied her on the ground. “You okay, Tita?” I muttered, my voice rough, already stepping back to give her space.

But then her hand caught my sleeve, tugging me back with surprising strength. I turned, meeting her gaze—those dark, smoldering eyes locked on mine, a smirk playing on her lips. “Not so fast, Kai,” she purred, her voice low and dripping with intent. “You just saved my ass. Literally. I think a proper thank you is in order.”

I blinked, confused as hell. “Tita, you don’t have to—”

“Oh, I want to,” she cut me off, stepping closer, her bare skin brushing against my work shirt. My pulse hammered as she sank to her knees right there in the kitchen, her fingers deftly working at my belt. “Let’s see if you’re as sturdy down here as you are catching clumsy landladies.”

“Tita, what the—?” My protest died in my throat as her hands freed me, my cock already half-hard from the sheer shock of this. She didn’t hesitate, her lips wrapping around me with a hungry, practiced ease that made my knees buckle. I gripped the counter behind me, watching in stunned silence as this normally reserved woman devoured me like she’d been starving for it. Her tongue swirled, her mouth hot and wet, and the aggressive way she sucked had me panting already.

“Damn, Tita,” I groaned, my voice tight. “You’re… fuck, you’re good at this.”

She pulled back just enough to flash me a wicked grin, her lips glistening. “You think I’ve been running this house for years without learning a trick or two? Hold on, pretty boy. I’m just getting started.”

I was losing it, the heat building fast, my hips twitching despite myself. I tried to warn her, “Tita, I’m gonna—”

But she didn’t stop. If anything, she doubled down, taking me deeper, her pace relentless. I was sweating now, my breath ragged, when the kitchen door creaked open. My eyes darted up, and there stood Hanako, her sleek black hair framing a face caught between shock and amusement. She didn’t say a word, just pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing her legs with a sly smile.

My heart nearly stopped. Hanako’s eyes gleamed with mischief as she pressed a finger to her lips, signaling me to keep quiet. Then, with a deliberate slowness, she unbuttoned her blouse, letting it fall open to reveal her ample, perfect chest. She leaned back, watching me struggle to hold it together while Tita worked me over, oblivious to our audience.

I was caught between the two of them, Tita’s mouth driving me to the edge and Hanako’s teasing gaze pushing me even closer. This was gonna be one hell of a mess—and I wasn’t sure I could hold back much longer.