SONE-914 — 3Pm On A Weekday. I Stripped Off My "Wife" Identity. Does A Risqué Massage Constitute Adultery? Minami Haru

My life is fulfilling. A rich life with my beloved husband. Happy days. We go shopping together, take baths together, and even brush our teeth together. Our lives couldn't be more fulfilling. Or so I thought. Until one day, when I was worried about stiff shoulders and my husband introduced me to a masseuse, he came. With lewd hands I'd never experienced before, he carefully and persistently massaged my plump breasts and curvy buttocks, sometimes right next to my beloved husband, and I found myself feeling aroused. It was 3pm on a weekday, alone. The doorbell rang again today in my husband's love nest. My uterus was in love, and I heard the sound of a mask coming off.