Yano Junichi was warned about long, overtime days at the office, but he never thought that he, as an intern, would be roped into one himself. He wanted to be out with his friends, celebrating Tanabata, and not stuck in this hot, stuffy office. Sweat pooled down his face as he furiously filled out paperwork.
His superior, Nishiyama Yuriko, constantly leered at him from across the table while she typed in spreadsheets on her laptop. Like Junichi, she also wanted to be out celebrating Tanabata. In the back of her head, she wanted to be with a youthful man like Junichi. Her scowling face would never reveal that, though.
"I wish I knew what went through your head, Junichi," Yuriko lectured. "You know how important this report is."
Junichi bowed his head as he continued writing. "I'm sorry, Nishiyama-san, but with Setou-san gone, I couldn't possibly—"
"Do you think I got where I am making excuses, Junichi?" Yuriko interrupted. "As an intern, as a worker, there is no more important thing you must learn than 'taking responsibility'."
"Yes, Nishiyama-san," Junichi replied. "I'll do better."
Yuriko couldn't help but get excited from Junichi's submissiveness. From that and the summer heat, she removed her coat, exposing her sweaty, tight white shirt and ample bosom underneath.
The two continued to work, but Yuriko couldn't help but think Junichi was staring at her chest—even though he was completely focused on work.
"Junichi. Quit staring and work harder!" she barked.
"P-pardon?" he stuttered, unaware of what she's talking about.
"Work. Harder," she repeated.
Junichi continued writing, while Yuriko grew even more excited from the fear in his eyes.
After some time, Yuriko, completely pent-up with frustration and horniness, stood up. "Can't you concentrate?!" she snapped.
"W-what?" Junichi stammered.
"I don't want to be here all night!" Yuriko yelled. She jerked her shirt open, revealing her lacy bra. "Is this what you wanted to see? Will you work faster now?!" she yelled.