"My aunt, your body must be feeling lonely, let me comfort you," said my son's friend as he pinned me down. Kazumi felt confused, yet strangely, no sense of disgust arose. Her husband was constantly consumed by work, rarely coming home, and their marital life had long stagnated, causing her suppressed desires to grow stronger each day—until they reached the brink of explosion. She found herself indulging in masturbation daily, consumed by craving. The one person who noticed her hidden longing was this young man. Drawn in by his warmth, Kazumi's resistance gradually began to crumble...