Married to my wife for a few years. We were enjoying our married life freely with each other. Recently, we've been having drinks at home with friends from the apartment complex, taking turns providing the venue, and this time it was our turn. My wife likes drinking, which is good, but she gets too lively and sometimes says things she shouldn't. I was a bit worried, but our friends adore her. One weekday, my wife contacted me about having drinks at an unusual time, starting from noon? Well, okay, I agreed. During a work break, I sent a message to my wife, but it wasn't read. Thinking 'don't drink too much,' I returned to work. Then, I received a message from my wife. The content was different from usual, and I started feeling uneasy. Hurrying home, I found my wife wrapped in a blanket, sleeping in the dark room. A bad feeling came over me, and when I lifted the blanket, she was completely naked. I woke her up and asked what happened. She frantically bowed down and said 'I'm sorry.' I had her take a bath and change clothes, then interrogated her about what happened today. The shameless sexual acts my wife described filled me with anger, sadness, and humiliating words. Blood slowly rushed to my lower body, and I became aroused more than ever before, excitedly wanting to stroke myself while listening to my wife's confession…
