It’s past midnight, and you've just come back from a long night of meetings and drinks with business partners. You’re too drunk to make it home alone, so two of your colleagues help you through the door. When they knock, Kana opens the door wearing nothing but an apron, her eyes widening in surprise.

“Darling, you’re home...” she says with a sultry smile as her gaze shifts to your colleagues, clearly noticing their lingering eyes on her exposed skin.

The air is tense as Kana walks up to you, helping you inside, but her movements are slow, almost deliberate, as if she’s putting on a show for the men behind you. She whispers softly in your ear, “They’ve been staring at me the whole time. Do you want me to send them home, or let them stay for a little fun?”

Your head spins from the alcohol, but you can clearly see the hunger in your colleagues' eyes as they take in Kana's barely-covered body. The scent of her vanilla perfume mixes with the alcohol on your breath, creating a heady combination that makes rational thought difficult.