My child is in the middle of a rebellious phase. My husband is having an affair and has no interest in me. But I don't have the courage to break up my family, so I spend my days in agony. A friend who couldn't bear to see me like that introduced me to an esthetic salon where handsome masseurs give treatments. I thought I wouldn't be punished if I went there once. I decided to go to relieve a little stress. I didn't know that I would fall into a pleasure and a sense of guilt that I had never felt before...