I lost my mother when I was young, and lived with my father until I found a new mother. Honami is a nice person, but she is a little naive and wears clothes that are a little revealing. As an adolescent, I couldn't help but be conscious of Honami, and it was hard for me to treat her as mother and son... One day during the scorching heat of summer, I saw Honami sleeping with beads of sweat on her face, and her lustful sweat aroused me, and before I knew it, I began to think of her not as a mother, but as a woman...