The story of how my wife, who was supposed to be extremely clean-freak, ended up being fucked and drooling in pleasure by the local homeless man whose stench reeked... Mei Matsumoto
My wife has always been very particular about cleanliness since we started dating, with an intensely obsessive-compulsive personality. Thanks to that, our home was always spotless and extremely comfortable to live in. However, on the flip side, she showed a particularly strong aversion toward a neighbor boy named Ume. Ume was an overly friendly guy, and for some reason, he seemed so filthy it was as if he hadn't bathed in years. My wife would say things like, "That person is so gross…" and truly despised him deep down. This stark contrast between my wife's extreme cleanliness and her intense disgust toward Ume becomes a crucial foreshadowing element that drives the story forward.