[SAME-222] Office Romance Betrayal: My Girlfriend’s Secret Hotel Orgy During a Work Trip

I still can’t believe what I saw on that business trip video. My coworker girlfriend, Kaneki Ayane, was supposed to be mourning in her kimono, but she ended up in a hotel room with Tsukumo Yoru and a few other subordinates from the office. It started as a quiet drinking party, just a few of us unwinding after work, but things got wild when the alcohol kicked in. She was wearing that traditional kimono, looking so innocent and reserved, but once the drinks flowed, she let loose. I watched as she slowly untied her obi, the fabric slipping off her shoulders, revealing more with each sip. The room was filled with laughter and lewd whispers, and before I knew it, she was on her knees, serving drinks to everyone, her kimono barely hanging on. It was a classic case of cuckold, with me just sitting there, unable to look away as she got passed around like some party favor.

Then it escalated into a full-blown gangbang. Tsukumo Yoru took the lead, pushing her onto the bed while the others watched, their eyes hungry. She didn’t resist; in fact, she seemed to crave it, moaning as hands groped her through the thin kimono silk. One by one, they took turns, starting with a 3P that quickly turned into a 4P as more colleagues joined in. I could hear every sound—the slapping of skin, her desperate cries mixed with pleasure, the way she begged for more. Her kimono was torn in places, exposing her pale skin, and she was completely submissive, letting them do whatever they wanted. It was like a solowork session gone wrong, with her as the centerpiece, being used and abused by everyone in that room. The NTR vibes were overwhelming, knowing she was mine but giving herself to others so freely.

By the end, she was a mess—kimono in tatters, makeup smeared, and body covered in sweat and other fluids. They didn’t stop until she was exhausted, lying there while they finished one after another. I could see the shame in her eyes, but also a twisted satisfaction, like she enjoyed being the office slut for the night. The drinking party had turned into a depraved orgy, and I was just a spectator, cucked and helpless. Thinking about it now, the image of her in that torn kimono, surrounded by colleagues, haunts me. It’s a story of betrayal and lust that I’ll never forget, with Kaneki Ayane at the heart of it all, proving how deep the rabbit hole goes when business trips turn dirty.