Prologue
I used to think that one day I would definitely have sexual intercourse.
Vague thoughts like wanting to be with someone else kept popping into my head.
Because people always do such things.
Normally I don't care and I don't want to think about it, but the vast majority of people throughout history have always done it.
Everyone is born this way.
Whether it was my parents, grandparents, or even my ancestors, everyone in the family had to go through this. They continue the lineage to this day, and that includes me.
The life of this couple is really hard to describe.
This noble and sacred act is called by the beautiful expression "the birth of a child."
It is something very special, but also very ordinary.
No matter how many words are used to describe it, I still feel that it always feels very new - but let's call it "giving birth" for convenience.
No, there's really no difference.
Whatever it is.
I have subconsciously dreamed and imagined that one day I would have a child.
Even though I was single for so many years, always alone and lonely, I still had that dream.
As if it were something very ordinary.
Maybe in the future I will marry the true love of my life, the two of us will experience special things, conceive the fruit of love, build a loving family... This future plan is very close to my dream, and I have made a whole picture for it myself.
Anyway,
When I thought about those things...
Then the selfishness, the moral degeneration of myself became apparent, and I couldn't even imagine it.
"..."
My body felt hot.
My mind was confused.
These emotions were rising from within me as if they wanted to burn my whole body. I didn't know whether I felt excited or guilty.
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Inside room 302 of the Love Hotel in Tokyo.
There was a male and female couple embracing each other on the bed.
One of them was me - and the other was my boss, Yuiko.
She was my boss.
She was not only serious about her work, but also very strict with her subordinates. She was known as "The Queen", and some employees in the company were very afraid of her - but at the same time, she was someone I admired.
Now I was with this woman.
Our bodies touched.
"Yui... Yuiko-san, I want to put it in."
"Um..."
Yuiko-san replied.
Her voice was very soft and weak, the firmness usually heard in her voice seemed to have disappeared.
We were almost merged.
There was nothing separating us. ----
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