Nao, a married woman living next door, received services from her husband almost every night. I could always hear her moaning, and eventually, I heard her panting with a reconciliatory SEX voice. However, I still preferred Nao-san, who always smiled apologetically. And I heard a couple arguing tonight, but the situation was different from usual... When I stepped outside, there was Nao-san, who had been thrown out into the cold wearing light clothing and was sobbing uncontrollably. In a moment of haste, she trembled in loneliness, and I invited her into my room...