MOND-251 The beautiful neighbor's wife, Morizawa Kana

As a single man living alone, I drank and returned home today. Feeling a bit warm inside, I headed to the massage parlor that had been on my mind. It was one of those shady, erotic massages. A woman with a married aura greeted me and entertained me for a while. A few days later, there was Mrs. Morizawa, the beautiful married woman I often see in the neighborhood. Mrs. Morizawa is always so beautiful; I thought to myself that if someone like her were my wife. Today, as we passed each other, I nodded in greeting, but somewhere in my mind, I thought, 'That's right, she's that massage girl.' Maybe not, and then at night. Thinking that the woman might be there, I went to the massage parlor. And when the woman came out, I mustered the courage to ask, 'Are you Mrs. Morizawa?'