Every time I got transferred, I kept showing up late to work. But ever since I moved to this town a few weeks ago, I haven't been late even once. The reason? I've started waking up early every morning just to enjoy the sight of a carefree housewife at the trash disposal area. Seeing her bra peeking out first thing in the morning gets my heart racing, and the occasional glimpse of her bush only heightens the excitement. Now I head to work each day completely flustered. Then one day, by sheer coincidence, I end up being invited into the floating-bra housewife's home...