The Hidden Footage
“Huh? Oh, hohoho, my husband and I sometimes film our sex for keepsakes.”
“You have a separate room for that?”
“Yeah, you know his tastes, hohoho.”
“So?”
“So I opened the door to the filming room.”
“And?”
“Hohoho, curious? Hohoho.”
“So what happened? Huh?”
“What do you mean what happened? My husband was on top of Yoo-mi unni, panting away.”
“...........”
“Why? Jealous?”
“Is that all?”
“Well, what else could there be? Another man on top of a naked married woman who’s passed out. Isn’t that the end of it?”
“...........”
“But you know what’s even funnier?”
“...........”
“Dae-woo wasn’t asleep. He was pretending to sleep when I came in. He’d been watching the whole time.”
“Your husband?”
“Yeah, I was a bit surprised too.”
“So Yoo-mi was the only one drunk?”
“Our pervert husband drugged her drink, dragged her into the filming room, and fucked her. He even filmed it just in case. And Dae-woo watched through the crack in the door.”
“So your husband and her husband teamed up to rape Yoo-mi?”
“Well, it wasn’t planned from the start. Poor Yoo-mi unni. I was so pissed off.”
“So what happened?”
“I got so angry and started yelling, my husband panicked and ran out of the house, and Dae-woo kept up his awkward act before taking unni home. It was quite a sight.”
“How did you know your husband was acting?”
“He confessed everything later, hoho.”
“When was that? Before we went to the villa?”
“Yeah, before that.”
“So Yoo-mi doesn’t know about it?”
“Probably not. If she did, she wouldn’t smile so brightly at my husband.”
“But...”
“Yeah?”
“How far did your husband go with Yoo-mi?”
“Hut, so you’re curious?”
“...........”
“If you’re that curious, meet me here again the day after tomorrow. How about it?”
“What?”
“If you’re not curious, then forget it.”
“You want me to stay up all night again just to hear one thing? Kek.”
“If you play with me here the day after tomorrow, I’ll show you something good.”
“Something good?”
“Wouldn’t one porn video be better than a hundred words?”
“Your husband filmed that?”
“I already told you clearly earlier. You don’t listen very well, Kim Su-heon.”
At her words about watching the scene of that bastard violating Ko Yoo-mi, blood rushed to my cock as if by magic.
“Oh my, just talking about Yoo-mi unni and it’s getting hard again, hoho.”
“No, it hurts. Don’t squeeze so hard.”
“Got it. I’m swollen too, it stings, hoho. Kim Su-heon, it’s been so long since a man tormented me like this.”
“Your husband has good stamina too, right?”
“So what if he does? He’s only thinking about fucking other women.”
“He doesn’t hold you much these days?”
“Well, I’m not that interested either. You get tired of eating the same delicious thing over and over.”
“Then your husband must have someone besides Yoo-mi?”
“Probably.”
“Mei.”
“But how did you know about the footage your husband filmed and bring it?”
“That day I was so angry I threw the camcorder and computer outside the house.”
“...........”
“But then I remembered I was in it too, so I brought back the memory card and hard drive.”
“I see. So your husband must be bored now?”
“There are plenty of those kinds of things at his shop. He set it up again the very next day. I can’t stop him, really, kek.”
Do Mei, who had been moving her small mouth while talking, treated me like an old lover, probably because of the several orgasms. When I pulled her arm, she leaned her body against me.
“Mei.”
“Yeah? Kim Su-heon.”
“Let’s meet here again in two days.”
“Yeah, eat lots of good food for your body, hoho.”
“You little minx.”
“Kim Su-heon, love me like today on that day too. Lots and lots.”
She kissed me.
“Hello.”
“Ah, honey.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I can come home today either.”
“Again?”
“Yeah, the client’s president suddenly...”
“Why are so many people dying these days? Tch.”
“I know.”
“Alright, don’t drink too much, and come home as early as possible, okay?”
“Yeah, got it.”
“Okay, bye.”
I lied to my wife again today. In an instant, I had sent two client presidents to the afterlife within two days. After returning from the villa, our sex life, which had been quiet, heated up again even before I met Do Mei. But my wife, who had been worried and disappointed seeing me tired these past few days, was being deceived while I prepared to have sex with another woman just to watch another woman’s sex video. How did I end up here?
“Kim Su-heon, aah.”
“Mei, wait a second.”
The moment we entered the hotel room, she sought my lips.
“Aah, Kim Su-heon, I’m in a hurry right now. I want you to fuck me, yeah?”
She threw seductive gestures and voice at me as I held her arm to calm her down.
“It’s only eight o’clock. We have plenty of time, so let’s take it slow, Mei.”
“Aah, I hate you.”
She sat on the edge of the bed with a sulky expression.
“Let’s wash up first, have a beer, okay?”
At my words, she reluctantly took off her clothes and went into the bathroom. Blood rushed to my lower body at the sight of her back.
Do Mei and I washed each other’s bodies under the shower. My already fully erect cock poked at her body.
“Isn’t it hard to wash when it’s like this? Hohoho.”
“Yeah, it always happens when I see you, Mei.”
“Hoho, feels good? Then I should soothe it a bit?”
She smiled with her eyes and knelt in front of me, slowly taking my cock into her mouth. Her dazzling oral skills. The hot water from the shower soaked my body while the tongue of this seductive woman danced, sucking and licking my cock. Do Mei carefully licked and sucked every corner of my cock and balls. Her hand massaged my buttocks and moved toward my anus. She slipped her body between my legs and moved her tongue from my balls to my anus, the slippery sensation stimulating it. While licking my anus, her hand gripping my skyward cock moved quickly. One of her hands gently kneaded my balls, and I felt an intense urge to cum.
“Mei.”
I called her name and stood her up. Her face, wet from the water, looked pure without her usual makeup. I soaped every part of her body with care.
“Ah, Kim Su-heon.”
Feeling my touch, her nipples stood erect, and she twisted her body, letting out soft moans every time my hand brushed past them. Unable to hold back, she grabbed my cock and guided it to her pussy entrance.
“Mei, you’re in too much of a hurry? Hehe.”
“I’ve been waiting so long today. Ah, Kim Su-heon’s hard cock.”
She turned around, hands on the bathroom wall, and urged me over her shoulder. The glans was sucked into her pussy. The shaft gradually disappeared inside her, and her upper body arched back as before. Her flexibility was impressive even now. I gently caressed her hot, slippery body covered in soap bubbles while massaging her breasts. The soap bubbles seemed to bring another sensation to both of us, and we rubbed our bodies together, feeling each other. After a few gentle thrusts, my cock slipped out.
“Why? Aah, don’t tease me, hurry.”
“Let’s do it later while watching that video.”
“We can do it again then. Kim Su-heon, hurry.”
Her ass rubbed against my cock, wriggling. I held her aroused, slippery body and savored the thrilling pleasure.
“Then I’ll go out first.”
“Hey, Kim Su-heon.”
[Slap.]
After enjoying her ass for a while, I lightly slapped it and stepped out of the bathroom.
“Mei, let’s have a beer.”
“Tch.”
While I set up the beer on the table wearing a bathrobe, she came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her. Her moist naked body, walking out with a pouty mouth, radiated sensuality. We quenched our thirst with cold beer. She sat with legs crossed, barely covering her breasts and ass with the towel, seducing me. But right now, I had something more urgent.
“Shall we start then?”
Still looking sulky, she pointed at her bag with her chin. Inside the corner of her bag were a hard drive and a memory card.
“Have you watched everything, Mei?”
“What’s there to watch? I’m the main character in almost all of them.”
“Still, wouldn’t you be curious?”
“Not really.”
Do Mei crossed her arms and turned sideways, answering without even looking at me. First, I inserted the memory card into my laptop. I copied everything to my hard drive. I connected the external hard drive. There was an enormous amount of data. Was all this Mei and that bastard’s work? I didn’t even have the courage to copy it. I opened one file. It was a CCTV screen.
“Mei, is this your house?”
“Yeah.”
“Does your husband have a jealousy complex?”
“Well, we just watch each other.”
She answered curtly, only turning her eyes to look at the screen. Cameras in her own house too—that guy really was something. Most of it was just everyday life without much content. Was he monitoring Mei because he didn’t trust her either? I remembered something that guy had said before.