Sara, the married woman living next door. I was always thinking about her. One night, she came home drunk and mistakenly entered my house, then fell asleep defenseless, undressing without realizing it. Captivated by her appearance, I couldn't help but stare at her breasts and under her skirt. After that, Sara started visiting my place every day, gradually drawing out my feelings, repeatedly teasing and seducing me with bold, erotic advances. My heart trembled at her actions, and my self-control began to completely unravel.