Three years after working at a company run by the president and his wife, our company was at a crossroads. The other employees were pulled out by a rival company, and only the president, Yumi and I remained. The president was busy with cash flow, and Yumi-san and I had to finish the materials that were due in three days. And that night, when I went to wake up Yumi-san, who took her turn to take a nap, she couldn't help but breathe in the sweat dripping down her plump chest. Work or sexual desire... I can't control my reason when I weigh the ultimate two choices...
