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After three months, I'm meeting Eri-chan, a 20-year-old who works at a bento shop. She still has her boyish charm with a cap, but her eyes, seeing me after so long, are moist with anticipation. She runs up to me with a bright smile, saying, "We finally meet!" As our hands touch, I feel a familiar warmth, hinting at what's to come. We've been intimate a few times before, and knowing each other's desires, the three-month gap seems to have intensified her longing. She whispers in my ear, "I've been thinking about you even at work," a sweet and seductive tone unlike her usual cheerful self. I want to release all that pent-up desire. When I take off her T-shirt, her breasts are as lovely as I remember, modest yet perky. But when my fingers brush her nipples, they jump and become erect, as if shyly. "Ah, there... your fingers still feel so good," she moans, her face flushed with familiar pleasure. Her legs, toned from her standing job, are slender and beautiful, and her hips, though small, are firm. The way she moves her hips, seeking my touch, speaks of three months of yearning. Today, I'll cherish this long-awaited reunion with my perfect partner in bed until she can't move.