My Wife Is Taken Again Tonight ~The Modest Big-Breasted Wife Her Husband Knows Nothing About

The protagonist working at a major publishing house—that's you—Komiya Takahisa, has a wife two years his senior, Sakura, a former colleague of his: a pure-hearted, big-breasted beauty.
You and your beloved wife Sakura have always lived a loving and harmonious life together.
However, one day, on your boss's orders, you have to accompany a senior editor to entertain a famous author, Haramura Seizo, in order to ask him to write a book.
You've had a few dealings with Haramura before, and deep down you actually despise him, because his words and behavior always carry a hint of sexual harassment—he's the type whose "values haven't kept up with the times."
But Haramura's works have always been bestsellers, so your boss is determined to get him to agree to write no matter what.
After the entertainment at the high-class club, Haramura says to you, "I want to meet your wife," and demands to continue the hospitality at your home.
Before your marriage, Haramura had also sexually harassed Sakura, who worked at the same publishing house as you at the time, so you look troubled.
However, after Haramura forces his way into your home, Sakura entertains him attentively and courteously.
Feeling guilty toward your wife while also worn out from your usual heavy workload, you eventually drink yourself unconscious—until late at night.
When you wake up, slumped over the kitchen table, you find Haramura closing in on Sakura.
Faced with this nightmare of a scene, you're at a loss for words, and through the drunken distortion of your vision, you can only watch helplessly as it all unfolds.
Perhaps out of concern for your position at the publishing house, and afraid of displeasing Haramura, Sakura can't resist strongly, and he takes her lips.
And before you, deeply shaken and able only to stand by, Haramura escalates his demands further, taking Sakura out into the hallway and demanding fellatio.
Watching your beloved wife kneel before another man—before a cock several times thicker than yours—stroking it with her hand, licking it, taking it into her mouth...
Peeking at it all through the gap in the door, you ejaculate under the impact of mad jealousy and arousal, feeling the most intense pleasure of your life, and then lose consciousness.
The next morning, you wake up in bed as usual.
In the dining room, Sakura is preparing breakfast as always.
Ordinary daily life, ordinary happiness, everything you possess... Faced with these cloudless scenes, you convince yourself—last night was just a nightmare.
But that tiny thing deep inside you, like a black stain, cannot be completely denied...
Carrying that "stain" with you to the office, you learn from your boss:
Haramura has told the company that he's very taken with you, and has declared, "If he's the editor in charge, I'll agree to write."
For an editor in his twenties like you to be named as editor in charge by an author of Haramura's caliber is an exceptional promotion.
And so, the man you thought was just a one-night nightmare—Haramura—begins to be closely connected with you.
You don't know that in the process, the past and present of your beloved wife will gradually be cast in a deep shadow.
Pure, gentle, composed, possessing both a peerless beauty and figure—your most beloved wife, envied by all—
you will witness the face she has never shown, hear the sounds she has never uttered...
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