My husband doesn't kiss me anymore. He's so distant, as if he's even forgotten how to express love. But I've always loved him deeply. I thought this was just how marriage becomes over time... until that moment happened. My former boss, the department chief, kissed me—and it was sweet, dreamlike, resonating deep within my heart. The taste of a man's saliva after so long sent waves of pleasure surging from deep inside my body. There's no going back. I can't imagine life without the chief's kisses. I've sunk deeper and deeper into the abyss of pleasure, falling completely under his spell.