Karen, who I'd admired since college, got married to her senior. Though I had a hunch, I drank too much out of shock and passed out at her senior's house. When I woke up, it was just me and Karen... her senior was away on a business trip. In that instant, my rationality vanished as I drank the miso soup Karen, so kind, had made for me in a thin top. I attacked her, and we ended up having a creampie! It seems Karen had sensed my feelings and accepted them. We indulged in a three-day, guilt-ridden, secluded sex marathon. No interruptions, just eating, sex, sleeping, and then more sex. Days filled with animalistic satisfaction of our desires... .