Intrigued by a flyer for a free trial massage that I happened to see, I tried it out. Even though my husband is napping next to me, my body heats up and I become tormented by the risky treatment. Unable to stand the trial massage that ended in a tease, I requested a full-fledged massage later. Although I secretly wished for a lewd relationship, I couldn't stand the frustrating development and begged the masseuse for sex myself. From the sense of security of being at home, I relieve my daily frustrations with the masseuse as if she were a traveling host.