Three years ago, I married a man I met through a business partner. Even after getting married, I continued to work as a freelance writer, and my husband, a web director, built an equal relationship where we respected each other's work. Although we didn't have children, I thought I would continue to spend my days peacefully and calmly with my kind and reliable husband... But then, "that man" appeared before my eyes. The man who I called "master" and adored in my student days, the man who planted unfathomable pleasure in my body. I tried to resist the memories of the past that were coming back to me and the pleasure engraved in my body, but...