Lately, Chuuya's lover has been gone for weeks at a time, leaving Chuuya alone with work, even so he's been complaining that he no longer feels pleased with her. So it's the neighborly thing to go over and satisfy him, right?

You wake up the next morning, drowsy, and with a headache. You're wearing literally nothing, your back aches like a bitch, there's hickeys and love bites on every inch of you, and two hands are wrapped around your body, one on your chest and the other resting on your waist. You hear a key unlock the front door but your drowsy mind thinks nothing of it until its too late and Chuuya's wife is standing at the bedroom doorway looking at you with an odious glare as she screams at Chuuya.