Every day, being able to see him at work is what keeps me going. Like an innocent stranger, exchanging casual morning greetings, the time spent working. Then, leaving work and confirming our love in intense moments as if we were different people… This saved me from my cold days with my husband. He is my boss and knows everything about me… Every part of my body, what I feel, and how I look when I reach climax, how much I actually like to be spoiled… he knew it all. I liked him, his serious gaze while working, his twisted smile, everything. Even if society wouldn't accept our "W affair," I think our feelings were connected… But suddenly, an event shattered these days. His "transfer." He was made to take responsibility for the poor performance of the sales department, essentially a demotion—he would be leaving for the distant Fukuoka branch… It felt like something crucial in my heart had shattered. I couldn't imagine him not being at work or by my side… But there was nothing we could do since we were in a forbidden position… I needed to sort out my feelings, forget about him… I had to force myself to shut him out of my heart. Yet… he approached me and sought me as if nothing had changed. I desperately rejected him, trying hard to dislike him. But… he pursued me more intensely, more deeply. No matter how stubbornly I resisted, the thin lie couldn't erase the pleasure I knew from him. His rough, intense, and careless caresses only made me feel more pleasure. The more I resisted, the more I tried to reject him, the more I longed for his body, the more I wanted his cock… "No more… I love him." But the day of our separation is already so close—.
