JUQ-960: Workplace Affair... The Roughest Yet Most Intense, Pleasure-Filled Sex Just Before His Transfer — 沖宮那美

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I loved the way his profile looked when he smiled at work... When did it start — when did I first get involved with him...? Even now, everyone around us assumes we're just boss and subordinate. That's fine — if it could stay like that forever, both Takimoto and I could be happy. We were a 'W不倫' we couldn't tell anyone about and that would never be accepted. My life with my husband had drifted apart; I didn't even know what love was anymore, and I lost sight of being a woman. He was the one who saved me. He felt the same. We thought we were only talking about work. Before long we were listening to each other's family stories, empathizing and supporting one another. I was glad to have an emotional anchor — someone I could trust and see every day at work... Those fulfilling days continued. But people are cruel. Comfort alone was no longer enough. He began to feel desire for me, and I began to desire him. After that it moved quickly... At first I hesitated to lie to my husband, but it became natural. I wanted to love him, to have sex with him; if that meant making time, I forced it. Somewhere in my heart I likely felt guilt toward my husband and thought about his family... But when we secretly met and kissed, none of it mattered. Seeing how strongly his body reacted to me made everything else fade away. I would nuzzle his cock, take so much of him into my mouth that saliva dripped, and then he would thrust that further-swollen thing into my saliva-dripping pussy. That strong, violent stimulation dyed my whole mind in his color. And yet... change came suddenly. His transfer. At a time like that, there was nothing I, his affair partner, could do. I could only accept it. So I steeled myself for goodbye. After that it was hell. I had to reject his smile, his voice, everything... But the more I refused, the more he wanted me. The date of our parting approached. And yet... the sex he demanded, almost by instinct, felt more pleasurable than anything I'd felt before. I wanted to part, I knew we had to part — and yet—.