It's been 20 years since I got married. Spending my days as a housewife confined to the house, my husband and children gradually began to look down on me for being out of touch with the world. Even in the PTA, which I joined because I was asked, I was constantly pushed into doing all the chores. Just as I was feeling the anxiety that my life as a human being and as a woman was going to end like this, I met Mr. Kitayama... As if my gray everyday life was being colored into a vivid, extraordinary one, I felt a sense of immorality and pleasure in our secret relationship that far outweighed any guilt. Even though I knew it was wrong, my body continued to crave him uncontrollably... Today, I continue to have my womanhood polished at the PTA.
