I had feelings for Mrs. Momose, who lived in the next room. Every time we passed each other in the hallway, I would get so nervous that I couldn't breathe. One day, Mrs. Momose's air conditioner broke down, and while her husband was out, she went to get it fixed. I was captivated by the sweat glistening in the deep valley of her breasts, and before I knew it, I had pushed Mrs. Momose down. Since then, we started secretly meeting up, indulging in each other until our desires were completely spent…
