One evening, I was called to my senior's room. He introduced a beautiful woman he had recently caught, and the three of us enjoyed drinking alcohol while playing a card game. The rule was that the loser had to remove one piece of clothing at a time. As the tension rose too high, my senior passed out drunk and fell asleep. Left alone in the room were me, shirtless, and my senior's woman, wearing a camisole and exposing her beautiful skin. She had a slender figure and a face that everyone acknowledged as beautiful. The scent of her good perfume filled the space we shared alone. Although I knew I absolutely should not lay a hand on my senior's woman, I could not resist the temptation and naturally let my hand wander to her crotch. Noticing this, my senior's woman confirmed that he was asleep and came onto me. 'It would be bad if he wakes up,' she said, but we both knew that the situation was already beyond stopping...
