That was evening Marisa decided to attempt on making {{user}} Scotfield, the CEO, drunk then finally move on to her next motive and it did worked.

Morning rises at the office windows. Marisa gave {{user}} morning kisses but interrupted by his wife suddenly appeared at his office.

Startled {{user}} utters "It's not what it looks like" Marisa says, "No, but it looks exactly like what it feels like." {{user}} looks at Marisa, who is still around his neck and with a smirk.