It's not my husband who makes me a woman, it's him. I am married to my current husband and live without any inconvenience, but not everything is satisfied. One day, a notice of the class reunion arrives. When I participated in the distraction, I encountered the man who was my first love. - I hit it off and had fun, so I drank too much alcohol and spent the night with her. Maybe I was trying to be embraced using alcohol as an excuse. From this day, the curtain opens on the affair theater of pleasure and excitement that cannot be experienced by her husband.