My married female boss, caught off guard, caught a glimpse of my thong, and it drove me from rationality to madness. (Kurokawa Sumire, ADN-417)

Working at an advertising company, I'm a useless office worker constantly chasing after sales targets. I have no dreams or hopes for my job, yet I have one unique pleasure: gazing at Kurokawa's buttocks, always clad in a short skirt. Later, Kurokawa and I were alone late at night working overtime. She's a married woman, yet she wears that kind of skirt—it's just unsatisfactory, isn't it...? Later, the pressure of work and my lust for Kurokawa drove me mad.