The wife of the neighborhood

I work in the electric work, and I fell in love with the woman of the quiet and gentle smile seen in the city by chance. Because she seemed to be living in the neighborhood somehow, the house that headed for the job of the air conditioner repair was what she was home. I wanted to know about her, but I secretly had a hidden camera. She looked like she was far from neat. When I visited the repairs again, I remembered the appearance of her disturbed and kissed her. At first she was hated, but she said that I should take responsibility, and I took my hand and took me to the bedroom...