The girl who used to work at the cafe was now a married woman. We had sex once and hadn't seen each other since. But I could never forget that sex; it always lingered in the back of my mind. She was just that kind of amazing woman. I thought there would never be a second time... but then we unexpectedly met again. She was someone else's wife, I wanted to have sex again so badly that I didn't care about anything else. Back then, I begged and pestered her several times before finally getting her to go on a date with me and we went to a hotel. She refused, saying, "I have a husband now... so it's no good. Let's just remember that time," but this time too, I kept pestering her until I got her to go to a hotel with me. Three years after that mega-hit, the story continues.