Suzuki-san has a reputation for being beautiful and good at her job. She was strict with her work and I was often scolded as a new employee. However, her expressions and gestures at times were cute and I liked her. A few years later, I was assigned to a new project with Suzuki-san. I was working hard to get Suzuki-san to praise me. One day, we went out to a new business development meeting, but it didn't go well. While we were doing that, the train stopped, so we had no choice but to go to an izakaya to eat. We killed time for a while, but the train still wasn't running. In the end, I ended up visiting Suzuki-san's house. We were alone at the house of my boss that I liked. I made up my mind and confessed my feelings, held her hand and kissed her. I felt awkward, so I went to a convenience store. When I came back, Suzuki-san had a troubled and angry look on her face. Suzuki-san asked me if I was serious about my previous confession. I answered yes, held her hand and kissed her. She smiled gently and hugged me. After that, it was like a dream. I enjoyed her body to the fullest and we wanted each other many times. The next morning, I woke up to her sleeping next to me and realized that what happened last night wasn't a dream.