My wife is pregnant with our second child. My only pleasure was the conversations I had with Ms. Ruisa at my eldest son's preschool. "Good luck with your work!" Her refreshing, motherly smile gave me energy every morning. Then one day... my wife and son returned to her hometown for the birth. A week passed, the house became a mess, and my sexual frustration built up. That's when I saw Ms. Ruisa at my home. The ordinary became extraordinary. From that day on, I fucked Ms. Ruisa at home. Over and over again.
