Stop by the bar with your boss after a long, tiring day of work

I have a problem that I can't tell anyone. That is, I couldn't get a job because I thought about Mrs. Miya, the chairman's wife. During a day of overtime, I was alone with Miya in the company. At the bar when I went to drink, I was even more attracted to her humble appearance, and the distance became shorter and shorter. Two people are drowning in pleasure even though they know it is useless. From that day forward, we will seek each other's bodies …