A drunken married woman stumbles into my home, mistakes it for her own, unzips, and drops her skirt before falling asleep. Too timid to touch her, I pull her warm skirt over my head and masturbate to its scent. She wakes, catches me, and instead of rejecting me, dresses me in the skirt herself. Its lining against my thighs and her fingers make me moan like a woman as she treats me as her female lover. Soon we are enjoying cross-dressing dates around town and on drives. While her husband is away, she dresses me in her old adult school-uniform role-play outfit for forbidden teacher-and-student groping, then sneaks with me into an office at night for an illicit lesbian-style affair. With one taboo piling onto another, neither of us knows where this relationship will end.