VEC-710 Joining the neighborhood association, so let me sleep with your wife? Shioho Hamabe fights off persistent solicitation with a raw counterattack

After moving to a quiet town, I was busy unpacking in a room surrounded by cardboard boxes. Then the doorbell rang. Thinking it was a hassle, I opened the door and found a man and a woman claiming to be from the neighborhood association. The man was a calm, middle-aged type, while the woman gave off a seductive air. After I let them in, they explained the association’s activities and eagerly tried to recruit me. I wasn’t interested and was planning to turn them down casually. But as we talked, I started noticing the woman’s curvy figure beneath her tight clothes, and I jokingly replied, If joining means I get a special favor, I might consider it.