SIVR-483 The Night I Only Once Held Close and Shared a Passionate Moment with Mei-san, a Busty Married Woman with a Hidden Past, Who Was Hiding from the Controlling Husband Who Moved in Next Door: Mei Washio

A moving drama has been born, blending the maternal warmth, kindness, melancholy, and deeply personal charm of Mei Washio with an outstanding performance that reveals her humanity.

Washio-san, who moved in next door, is someone I often ran into when taking out the trash.

She seemed very kind, but there was also a hint of sadness about her.
I wondered if she was married because she wore a wedding ring.
But I had never once seen her husband.

As we kept seeing each other, our conversations gradually increased.

Then one day, she brought over some food, saying she had made too much.

You always seem to eat convenience store meals or instant noodles, right?
I can tell just by looking at your trash bags.

When I said I wanted to do something to thank her, she replied,
Then would you have a drink with me?
It gets lonely by myself… what do you think?

Washio-san looked so happy as she watched me enjoy the meal she had given me.

She was actually a runaway wife, living quietly and modestly while moving from place to place because her controlling husband would not agree to a divorce.
So that was the reason… that was why she seemed so sad.

She seemed a little tipsy and started taking off her jacket.

Wow… she’s really well-endowed…

When she noticed I was flustered, she said,
Oh? Why are you acting so shy? Ah, sorry, you mean my chest.
I was mortified that she had noticed my reaction.
But it’s a natural response, so there’s no need to hide it, right? That must be hard for you… Want me to help?

With her large, soft chest, she comforted me and helped me relax.

Since that day, I haven’t been able to get Mei-san out of my head.

She’s a married woman…
But she’s in trouble because her husband refuses to let her divorce him.
I want to help her, I want to be there for her.
But there’s nothing I can really do…

The feeling of Mei-san’s warmth…
I realized I had fallen for her.

One night, Mei-san rushed into the room, looking pale.

My husband may have found out where I am… I’m scared…
Please stay with me for a little while…

Her hands were trembling…
I held Mei-san close, trying to calm her down.

As if to wash away her anxiety and fear, Mei-san pressed her lips against mine…
And before long, we were caught up in a sudden, passionate embrace…

You’ll help me? What do you mean?
You shouldn’t get involved with a woman like me.
But… please stay with me just a little longer.

Hey! Mei! I know you’re in there! Open up, you hear me!

I woke up to a man’s shouting voice.

It seemed I had fallen asleep without realizing it.
Right, I had to hide Mei-san… Huh? Mei-san?

Mei-san was gone, and only a note was left behind.

Did she manage to get away safely…
I was ready to run away with her… Was I really that unreliable?

Mei-san became a woman I could never forget.

After that, I never saw Mei-san again.
I wonder if, someday, I’ll get to see her again…