“No Misato, nothing is happening right now,” was his mumbled reply. In the shower, he had been thinking about what he had seen in the living room. How Misato smelled so good and her face was in such a way that it was as though she was in another world. When Shinji had entered the apartment, he hadn’t called out Misato right away. He had walked into the living room and stared at her for a good minute. He could remember the way her shorts shifted as her hand wavered inside them, how her nipples had stood out so much in her tiny pink shirt. It was when he felt himself start to get aroused that he called out to the masturbating woman. What truly shocked him the most that in-between gasps of pleasure, Misato had whispered his name several times. The sensory overload had caused the blood to drop to his crotch and not come back up. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about the look of rapture on Misato’s face as she called his name. He had left the bathroom quickly in hopes of getting to his room quickly and relieving the engorged membrane. Now he stood in the middle of the hallway, outside of the bathroom, wearing only a small towel, with his hard-on being pressed into his guardian’s leg.
“Good,” Washu purred. She could feel the warm meat through the towel and her shorts, it felt good to have the blood filled organ pressing against her body. It gave her a thrill and caused a rumble to make its way from her stomach. She wanted to eat almost as much as she wanted a good fuck, strangely she thought Shinji could give her both.
“Misato, I didn’t mean to intrude earlier. If I had known that you were doing that, I would never of come in, you have to believe me, I’m sorry.” Misato giggled girlishly as the blush on Shinji’s cheeks began to spread down most of his body. His shy, reserved nature made him seem delectable to the purple haired woman. He had an innocence about him that made him seem too good to be true. When the shy boy had come to live with her, Misato feared that he might do something perverted, like most men would do if alone with a lady of her beauty. Misato wasn’t afraid, her years of military experience had made her more then capable to handle a over hormonal teen. After a week went by with none of her panties stolen, no accidental gropes or walking into the bathroom, not even a peek while she was changing, Misato felt both relieved and put off, was she below the notice of Shinji. She figured out that Shinji wasn’t being the perfect gentleman because he wasn’t attracted to her, he had a rare thing that most men never have for her, reverence and nobility. When Shinji showed no interest in screwing her, she started to show an interest in him. Her skimpy clothes and inappropriate contact with him was her way of trying to turn the gentleman into an animal, but Shinji had remained vigilant to his morals and never crossed the line. Today Misato was going to cross that line for him.
“I never got to ask you, but where is Asuka?” Misato asked positioning her body so the protruding organ was between her legs. A shock of delight went up Misato’s spine when she felt the pulsating flesh between her legs, only separated by two layers of cloth.
“She’s sleeping over at Hikari’s.” The fact that his hard-on was between the soft legs of this gorges woman wasn’t lost the Shinji. A small bead of moister formed at the tip of the tented towel from a drop of Shinji’s pre-cum.
“Then we have the night all to ourselves.” Misato bend over giving Shinji a look at the long valley of cleavage that she had to offer. She leaned until her mouth was inches from Shinji’s ear. If she had stuck out her tongue, it would of licked right over his ear in a single slurp.
“I’ll be in my room waiting for you, you don’t have to come unless you want to, but if you do I promise you no regrets. When two people yearn for the touch of another and feel lonely in a big world, isn’t it right for those two people to come together?” Misato left Shinji with those final words. She refused to force Shinji to do anything he didn’t want, If he came to her, it would be of his free will.