SPRD-1102 Compared to a remarriage partner, I still prefer my older wife... Kanagi Kanade

One afternoon, my wife called out to a couple walking in front of us. It seemed to be her ex-boyfriend. I thought so, but when I saw the woman next to him, I gasped. She was my ex-wife, Kanade. Originally, Kanade and I had been in a superior-subordinate relationship at work and got married within the company, but we separated a few years ago due to our incompatible personalities. My wife and her ex-boyfriend, Kanade's ex-husband, were having an animated conversation, and for some reason, they ended up drinking at our house. My wife has a bad temper when she drinks, so I wasn't really in the mood. We talked about current events and past happenings without any particular issues, but my wife and Kanade's husband eventually passed out drunk. Watching Kanade take care of her husband brought back memories. Memories of when we loved each other and embraced. Unconsciously, I pulled Kanade close and kissed her. Of course, Kanade resisted, but once the switch was flipped in me, I forcefully began to touch her body. However, just as we were about to go all the way, the couple left. The next day, I waited until Kanade was alone and headed to her house…