Workplace affair... The sloppy, most intense and pleasurable sex that has ever been around the time of a transfer

I liked the side of him laughing at work... I wondered when it had been, and I had a relationship with him... People around us still think we are just bosses and subordinates. That's fine, if that continues forever, both me and Takimoto will be happy. A life of misunderstanding with her husband, a "double affair" that she can't tell anyone and will never be accepted by anyone forever, and she doesn't know what love she is, and she no longer knows she is a woman. He was the one who saved me. He was the same. I was planning to consult about work. Before long, I began to listen to each other's family stories, sympathize with each other, and support each other. I was happy to have the support I had. I can meet people I can feel at work every day... The days continued to be fulfilling. But people are cruel. Peace alone was no longer fulfilled. He began to have desires for me, and I began to want him too. It was quicker since then... I naturally began to tell my husband, who was hesitant at first. I wanted to love him, have sex, and if I could do that, I forced myself to make time. Somewhere in my heart, I'd have been thinking about guilt towards my husband and his family... But when I meet him and kiss him, everything doesn't matter. I can't care when I see him reacting so he has a big impact on me. I rubbed my cheek against his cock, and my mouth was filled with so much saliva spilled down, and the extra bloated sloping was inserted into my drooling pussy. That strong, intense stimulation drew everything inside my mind into his colour. But...changes suddenly came. His transfer. At times like this, I, my affair partner, can't do anything. But I have no choice but to accept it. And then I was prepared to say goodbye. Then it's hell. He has to refuse everything, both his smile and his voice... But the more he refuses, the more he wants me. The farewell date is approaching. But...the sex that is forced to be asked by him is instinctive and I want to break up with something that is so "so good" I've never felt before, but I have to break up.