“Is there something urgent Ms. Saito?”
“Well, the body feels as if it has a slight fever ……”
“What a shame, you’re still in full attendance this year ……”
“President, I’m sorry ……”
“It’s okay …… not feeling well is a big deal ……”
Emiko Saito came to this plating factory five years ago. For five years, she has been coming to the factory every day from her national residence near the industrial area, and she has not taken a single day off. She is in charge of metal polishing operations and is exposed to a large amount of solvents every day, and the long-term exposure to toxic chemicals has harmed her body, and today it’s so bad that she has trouble even sitting at work. On the way, Emiko stopped at a nearby storefront pharmacy to buy some cold medicine and hurried home to advance. Her home is the first floor of the first building at the entrance to the community of ten consecutive side-by-side national residences, Emiko unlocked the door, and a pair of unfamiliar women’s shoes lined up next to her husband’s leather boots in the narrow entryway. “Ah …… ah …… ah …… ah …… ee …… ee …… ee …… ee ……”
“Hmmm …… hmmm …… hmmm …… hmmm ……”
Emiko wondered if she had heard wrong. Last month Emiko’s husband had been fired from his company, and early this morning he had left the house saying he was going to look for a job. Her husband said he would be back after noon, but now from her own home, the whimpering cries of a man and a woman having sex were clearly coming from her. Emiko carefully closed the door without making a sound, and with her feet in her mind, she carefully walked towards the room where the sound of a woman’s gasps was coming from. “Ahh …… so good …… so good …… so good …… darling …… “
“Ahhhh …… go in a little more …… faster …… so big …… “
Past the kitchen was the four and a half collapsed and large Japanese room, and Emiko carefully pulled open the paper door. The back of a long-haired, completely naked woman jumped into her eyes in the very neatly organized Japanese room. The woman was sitting on top of her cross-legged husband and panting loudly, her long, sweaty hair constantly flailing in the air, and from Emiko’s perspective she couldn’t see her husband’s face buried deep in the woman’s chest. Outside it was a cold and half dead harsh winter season, but the heat of sweat kept rising from the embracing bodies of the two people in the room. “Ahhhhhh …… faster …… faster …… faster ……”
“I …… I’m …… coming out too ……”
“Ahhhh …… no …… no cum in it ……”
“Hmmm …… hmmm ……”
The man pulled his prick out of the woman’s lustful slit before ejaculating, his penis, stained with the woman’s love juices, stood majestically in front of him, and in one swift motion he shoved it into the woman’s tiny mouth. “Swallow …… all of it!”
“Hmmm …… hmmm ……”
(…… Husband has never been like this to himself ……) The man tilted his neck, enjoying the pleasure of the woman cleaning her glans with her small mouth after ejaculation. Emiko gazed at her husband’s face full of pleasure, and tears unknowingly poofed down her face …… (…… How …… how did this happen… …) Emiko married her husband Daisuke at the age of 20 despite her family’s opposition. The young couple suffered a lot and worked hard to earn money so that they could buy their own house soon. Emiko was able to tolerate any hardship, as long as the two of them lived together, they were happy, but she did not realize that the man who was so unfortunate had completely rejected her hopes for marriage. Emiko wiped her tears, gritted her teeth and ripped open the sliding door. “Ah!”
Daisuke couldn’t close his mouth in surprise, his whole body standing stiffly, his eyes looking like they were about to fall out. “Ah!”
Emiko’s soon-to-be-bleeding eyes stared at the fully nude woman looking on, woefully desperate to try and crawl behind her husband, but actually her only sympathetic cousin Naked over the years …… “Why? Why are you doing this to me?”
Emiko screamed miserably. “No …… Emiko …… it’s not what you think ……”
Daisuke shouted. “I’m sorry …… Emiko …… I’m sorry ……”
Emiko cried and desperately kowtowed. Emiko couldn’t control her tears as the four-collapsed half-room that wafted with the stench of the two men’s lust continued to crumble in her eyes. “Why …… why ……”
“Emiko, stop it!”
Daisuke, who had regained his senses, jumped to put on his underwear and struggled to get closer to try to pull Emiko back. Seeing her closest naked child naked in her bedroom, the strong sense of betrayal sent Emiko into an abyss of grief. “Don’t touch me!”
Emiko viciously smacked down Daisuke’s hand on her shoulder. “There’s something to be said for that… …… Don’t be like that… ……”
“……”
Emiko left her husband and Keiko behind and wordlessly turned and ran out of the house. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ “President! Ms. Saito she!”
“Ms. Saito? She’s taking the afternoon off!”
“No! President, Ms. Saito she fainted!”
“Huh?”
Running wildly, Naked Miko subconsciously ran towards the company. How could her feverish body stand up to this kind of tossing and turning, physically and mentally exhausted, she collapsed the moment she pushed open the factory’s front door. “Ms. Saito’s body is so hot, quick, help her to my room!”
“It’s okay, I can still walk on my own ……”
Emiko said weakly. “What’s wrong? I thought you said you were going home to rest?”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ……”
Emiko suddenly cried out like a child, and her intense cry of grief caused everyone in the factory to drop their work and look at her. The woman who couldn’t hold it in any longer broke down completely. President Takashi couldn’t understand why she was crying so hard, so he hurriedly held her shoulders and supported Emiko’s feeble body as she moved towards the factory rest room. “Come on, lie down and get some rest!”
Hyoji fetched the quilt and covered Emiko, “Lie down ……”
The lunch break had already passed, but the workers were anxiously gathered around the door. “Everyone go back to work first, just leave this place to me!”
Takashi drives away the onlookers and goes to the infirmary to get an ice pillow for Emiko to rest on. The woman slowly regained her composure and stopped crying. “What happened, Emiko?”
“President …… sorry ……”
Takashi took over the electroplating factory from his father when he was 30 years old. He hadn’t spent much of his parents’ money, and had traveled almost all over the world on self-guided trips, but the news of his father’s sudden illness brought him back in a hurry, and he inherited the factory without being caught off guard. As a complete amateur in the electroplating industry, he worked hard day and night. From the day he took up the burden left behind by his father, the revolutionary feelings at work allowed Takashi and Emiko to develop a good friendship. “Is it about your husband?”
“Huh? …… no …… not …… nothing to do with him ……”
“What’s wrong with that? Why are you so sad?”
“President Sorry ……”
“Well, then I won’t ask any more questions, so you have a good rest here.”
“Well ……”
“Where’s the medicine? Did you take your medicine?”
“Not yet, I bought it and haven’t eaten it yet ……”
“Whoa?”
Hyoji rummaged through Emiko’s carry bag and pulled out the medicine for her to swallow, “Then I’ll go back to work while you get some rest.”
Returning from the depths of despair with a high fever, Naked Miko gradually fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the medication. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ “Ms. Saito, are you feeling better?”
“Wow. ……”
Emiko was still in a daze. Finally finishing all his work at 8pm, Hyoji returned to visit Emiko’s condition in the lounge. “It’s still very hot ……”
The burnt and dizzy woman slurred her reply. Hyoji fetched a new ice pillow while carefully fetching a towel from the freezer to help Emiko wipe her sweat. “Is everyone off duty?”
“Well, everyone’s working late today, but they’re all gone.”
Hyoji felt that Naked Miko had too much covered on her, and rolled up the quilt to fetch a blanket to help her cover up, “There’s been more overtime lately, and a few Obasan on the production line are complaining about it.”
Naked Miko who was lying in the quilt, her clothes were completely wet as if she had washed them. “Ughhh, clothes wet like this ……”
Hyoji said, “Crap, there’s no clothes in the factory that you can change into.”
Just as Hyoji was thinking about what to do the phone rang. “Oh, it’s you! Your wife collapsed at work with a fever!”
On the other end of the line was Emiko’s husband, Daisuke. “Oh, someone at the company is taking care of her! Then let her rest at the company tonight, please!”
“Hey! Hey hey hey!”
Hyoji yelled into the phone, the man had already hung up. “What the hell, that’s rude!”
Hyoji walked back to his office and took the t-shirt out of the cupboard. (There’s no clothes to change into, so let’s take this and put it on her first ……) “Ms. Saito!”
Hyoji shook Naked Miko’s shoulder, his hand suddenly stopping. The flame of desire instantly flashed from his heart. Hyoji gently rolled up the blanket.
(No……that’s not right……Not like that……) sweaty 25 year old body across his eyes, Takashi forced back his vibrating heartbeat and unbuttoned Emiko’s shirt one by one. One by one, he unbuttoned the buttons of Emiko’s shirt. Finally, all the buttons were undone, and when Takashi opened his wet shirt, a pair of white breasts almost came out of his bra. The snow-white body glistened with sweat under the electric light, and Hyoji picked up an icy towel and slowly wiped the woman’s heated upper body. (It feels so good ……)
Stimulated by the icy towel, Emiko slowly woke up. The towel stopped as it slid between the two cups, and Hyoji’s fingers pinched the clasp on the front of the bra, and with a little pressure the tight bra popped open……. The rounded breasts looked full even when they were lying down, and the two tiny pink buds on the white fleshy globes were blossoming in a firm manner. (……) Takashi pinched the towel and gently drew circles on the nipples. Emiko slowly regained consciousness, and the events of the daytime gradually surfaced in her mind. (It feels so …… good …… good …… comfortable ……) Emiko realized that she wasn’t lying under the covers at home. (Ah……is……who……is……) Emiko was sure it wasn’t her husband taking a towel to wipe her body, and slightly opened her eyes to see who it was. (Ah…… is the president……) The one who jumped into Emiko’s eyes was the boss. Hyoji’s face was so close that it looked like it was going to be pressed against Emiko’s chest, and was concentrating on taking the towel and wiping the sweat from her body. Emiko felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and the intense shock made her body wriggle uncontrollably. “Emiko-sama, I’m sorry I have to take off your pants.”
Hyoji didn’t realize that Emiko had woken up and politely proclaimed to himself. (Oh my god! My panties are going to be seen by the president ……) From good intentions, Takashi continued his movements in detail. (Daisuke …… Daisuke betrayed me …… me ……)
If it was a man other than Hyoji, Emiko would have jumped up by now. But after all these years together, Emiko had long had a soft spot in her heart for the president, and now Daisuke had betrayed himself, and she had unconsciously returned to the factory to join Hyoji …… Hyoji skillfully undid the buttons on his pants, pulled down the zipper, and then used his brute strength to pull off the pants, which had been drenched in sweat.
Emiko clenched her lips at a loss for words and unconsciously raised her waist upwards the moment Hyoji took off his pants. Struggling to get his pants off, Hyoji didn’t notice that his slender waist was slightly lifted up, let alone that Emiko was peeking behind his back at his movements. Hyoji finally jerked the wet pants off his ankles. Her panties were also pulled down to her ass when the pants were forced down, and Emiko could feel her pubic hair peeking out of her panties. (Ahh …… hairs were seen by the president ……) Despite the fact that the panties were about to slide down her ass, Emiko pretended to be unconscious. Hyoji looked at Emiko’s pubic hair and grabbed another towel to wipe her body. The blanket had been lifted all the way off Emiko’s body, and the woman’s slender legs were completely exposed.
Hyoji slid between his thighs and heels, carefully wiping away the beads of sweat from her skin. Finally wiped clean, Hyoji fetched a fresh set of bedding and placed it beside Emiko. The man silently slipped his arm behind Emiko’s neck and slowly lifted the woman’s upper body. Emiko’s head leaned back against the man’s arm, not moving a muscle. Takashi held her up and peeled the soaked shirt and bra off her shoulders, then picked up Emiko and placed her on the new futon. (Ahh …… all naked ……) Emiko lay on her back on the new futon, with only her panties barely covering her lower body. Takashi arranged the woman’s clothes, and then brought hot water and a towel. The woman in front of him seemed to be unconscious, and Takashi paused for a moment to take a look at the woman in front of him.
He once again lifted the woman’s shoulders and waist, allowing Emiko to lie on her side. The hot towel wiped Emiko’s body lying on her side, and Hyoji’s hand slowly advanced to the lower half of her body. (President ah …… my there is touched by you ……) Mixing the strange excitement of anticipation and uneasiness, Emiko suddenly moaned loudly. The towel was wrapped right around Emiko’s panties, and Hyoji pulled them down in one go, the panties rolled up into a scrunch on his thighs. (Ahh …… this is Emiko’s pussy ……) Emiko kept gasping in confusion, and Hyoji thought it was because of the fever, but he didn’t notice the woman gasping in excitement. The towel wiped back and forth along the shape of the original panties, from the belly to the base of the thighs, then slowly slid to the secret cleft between the legs. (Ah …… what a strange feeling ……)
The strange touch of the hot towel sliding over her skin caused the temperature in Emiko’s petals to rise. While staring at the tightly closed fleshy petals, Takashi enjoyed the excellent touch of his palms as they brushed over Emiko’s buttocks. Hyoji gently spread the woman’s buttocks and the towel slid towards the most private garden. (Ah …… ah …… no ……) The anus was exposed to the air, and the roughness of the towel scraped over the labia.
(Ah …… me …… wet …… president …… can’t stand it…) …) Takashi didn’t know that the woman behind him had become like this, but the female body that had fully sensed enough of the man was already wafting with lustful stench, and her flesh hole was slowly getting wet. Emiko couldn’t stop her labia from reflexively opening, and the repetition of small stimuli made the sensuality in her body stronger and stronger. Again and again, Hyoji tried to wipe away the moisture from the skin flaps, but the feeling of intense abuse caused a steady stream of desire to seep out from under the skin. Hyoji put down the towel and rolled Emiko back to the position of lying on her back. Although her eyes were still closed, the intense light coming through her eyelids made her furrow her brow. (………)
Takashi noticed the change in Emiko’s secret place and regardless of her expression wrung out the towel and hung it up.
(Oops …… discovered by the president …… humiliated ……) The panties were rolled up into a ball and hung on the thighs, the thighs were thus strangled closed together, and the thick pubic hair was being exposed in front of Hyoji’s eyes. He admired the woman’s silky pubic hair while pulling the panties down from his ankles. (Ah …… I …… am naked …… what should I do ……) Emiko’s body was exposed to the light. The female body on the futon didn’t dare to resist and didn’t move. Hyoji’s towel continued along the stiff legs. (Ahhh……that……there……) Hyoji’s hand moved from his legs to right above his pubic hair, and having already realized that Emiko was awake, he slowly expanded the range of his movement without provoking Emiko to resist. range of movement. He wrapped the towel around his fingers and slowly moved them towards the tightly closed lips.
(Ah …… come …… come …… oh ……) Through the thin towel, Emiko’s clearly felt the power of Takashi’s fingers. Through the thin towel, Emiko’s clearly felt the strength of Takashi’s fingers, and suddenly, her whole body hardened, as if she wanted to resist and tightened her thighs. “It’s also wet here too……I can’t do it without getting it clean……”
Hyoji finally spoke, but Emiko didn’t dare to open her mouth to answer. As if tasting Emiko’s body heat through the towel, the finger gradually sank into the crack. (Ahhhhh …………) Emiko, who had her face covered by the towel, tilted her head back and gurgled in her throat. Every place was rubbed all over by Hyoji except for that secret hole that he couldn’t get into, and his hand gently held one knee to bend it, and the sensation of the entirety of the labia being exposed made Emiko’s body on fire. Hyoji pulled his fingers out of the towel and parted Emiko’s labia majora, gently making circles on her clit.
(Ahhh …… so comfortable ah …… oooh ……) All of Emiko’s sensations were focused on the point where those fingers were pressed, and the knees that were being held were constantly trembling in Hyoji’s arms. Hyoji gazed at the foot that couldn’t help shaking with excitement, and Emiko’s hand that symbolized excitement gripping the bed sheet tightly. (Okay …… Saito-sama ……) Hyoji let Emiko’s feet wrap around his waist, and the man’s body entered between her legs while his left hand assaulted Emiko’s breasts. (No…… ah ah ah ……) A faint whimper emerged from under the towel as the fingers touched the taut nipple. Hyoji could feel the warmth of the woman’s cold and lust that was coming from the palm of his hand.
Hyoji slowly enjoyed the slippery touch of the woman’s breasts as his other hand continued to rub the woman’s stamen. (Ahhhhh……Oh……Oh……) With his fingers wet with nectar in the woman’s completely melted petals, he gently tickled Emiko’s pussy core with his nails. ( ohh…… A……. A……. A……. A…….）Emiko’s whole body spasmed as if she was electrified, and her thin waist pushed up hard, her whole body seemed to be folding backwards. She pushed up her waist, and her whole body seemed to be folded back. Hyoji face filled in between the woman’s strands, Emiko gasped continuously in the waves of her faculties, all her sanity like a kite with broken strings long gone. “Ah …… society …… president …… there dirty ah …… “
“………”
“Oooh …… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah …… there “
His entire lower body was taken in by Hyoji, his tongue constantly licking at the nub. “Ahhhhhhhhh ……”
Emiko struggled to hold back the mountain of sensual frenzy that was coming her way, her thighs clamping Takashi’s head tightly in place. “Ahhhh …… to …… to …… to …… I’m there …… “
“……”
The moment Emiko met her absolute peak, a somewhat warm liquid burst out from her lustful cleft, wetting Hyoji’s face. “Ah …… die …… die …… die …… die …… die …… “
Hyoji raises his face from between Emiko’s crotch and stock, and removes his clothes while looking down on Emiko who is immersed in her extinction. Takashi took hold of Emiko’s ankles and pulled them wide apart to the sides, then stabbed his angry prick deep into Emiko’s body. “Ahhhh …… so good ……”
Emiko was powerfully penetrated by Hyoji, unable to speak or resist, the waves of functional pleasure in her drowning womb like continued to assault her as she rotated her arms to cling to Hyoji’s spine. “Deeper …… Society …… President …… Deeper …… “
Emiko coveted the strong power that Hyoji was releasing one after another, transmitting information of love and lust from her nails to the man’s spine. “Ah …… oooooh …… oooooh …… ahhhh …… “
Hyoji pushed aside the towel covering his face and passionately sucked on Emiko’s sensuous lips. “Mmmmmm …… mmmm ……”
The man’s tongue that broke into Emiko’s mouth tangled nimbly. “Kuang Kuang ……”
There was a knock on the door from the foyer, and the man and woman in the throes of passion stopped exchanging saliva. “Excuse me! I’m Saito! May I ask if our Emiko is still inside?”
Her husband’s voice startled Emiko and she hugged Takashi’s body tightly. “I’m sorry ah! Is Mr. President sir sir there?”
“……”
“……”
The two looked at each other, their connected bodies not daring to move. “Emiko! Honey! I’m the big bad guy! …… please …… please go home ……”
Takashi’s body stiffened the moment he heard Emiko’s husband’s voice, and the feeling of being on the verge of ejaculation immediately shrank back. Emiko symbolically pushed Takashi, but that kind of resistance couldn’t stop him at all, and Takashi pulled up the quilt to cover both of their bodies and thrust fiercely once again. “Emiko! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
The voice of Emiko’s husband, moved from the doorway to the factory however, the duo under the covers didn’t notice. “Ahhh …… so comfortable …… ah ……”
“President! Emiko! Please come out!”
Emiko’s husband moved towards the factory, crying as he searched for his wife’s form in the disappearing lighted factory. “Ah …… ah …… again …… orgasmed again …… “
“I …… I’m going to cum too …… Ms. Saito …… I …… “
“Ah …… together …… come out together ……”
“Out …… is coming out …… ooh ……”
“Oooh …… and …… orgasm again ……”
Hyoji pulled his surging cock out of the wet and sticky hole of flesh moments before he spurted. “Ahhhh …… Saito-sama …… Saito-sama ……”
“Uh-huh …… uh-huh ……”
Emiko swallowed all of Hyoji’s cum, then carefully licked her own love juice off the thick rod. “You …… you guys ……”
Emiko and Hyoji, who hadn’t realized her husband had turned to the factory, turned back to look at the sound. “Emiko …… you ……”
The door to the factory opened wide, and Daisuke, stunned by the sight before him, stood stiff as a statue in the night.