I remarried a younger, cute wife, but she's spoiled and our nighttime life has disappeared recently. Every day is filled with frustration, and I've started to remember my ex-wife more and more. An older sister-wife. Now that I think about it, I was just a child back then. The other day, the house I visited for a work delivery turned out to be my ex-wife Hitomi's house. "Want to have some tea?" Hitomi invited me, and I smiled and said yes because my work schedule allowed it. While chatting about trivial things and reporting on our current situations, and talking about how we both remarried, I suddenly remembered how we used to crave each other, covered in sweat, and realized that my lower body was getting thick and hard. When I hugged Hitomi, I was kissing her with all my heart...
Takara Eizou
