I work in a laid-back countryside town. I'm 30 years old, have never been popular, don't have a girlfriend, and am still a virgin. I thought I'd be alone forever... but suddenly got transferred to Tokyo. In a panic, I sought help from my aunt who lives in Tokyo, Yoko-san. First, I went to her place to find an apartment. Yoko-san lives with her husband and daughter. They warmly welcomed me, and I felt relieved. That night, as I was about to take a bath, my eyes were glued to two bras in the laundry basket. Having never seen a woman's bra before, I couldn't help but get excited and hard. Just as I was about to take care of it, her daughter walked in. I hid my crotch but still held the bra. I got berated by her daughter. Back in my room, I was overwhelmed with guilt and shame. The door slid open, and Aunt Yoko came in. It seemed she had been watching the earlier exchange. Aunt Yoko took my hand and said, 'You're thinking too much. If you want, I'll listen to your troubles.' I confessed that I liked her and asked if she could just hug me once. Aunt Yoko gently hugged me. And then...
