Secret Seduction
Ko Yoo-mi was tormented by Kim Su-heon’s teasing, but she could no longer hold back. “J-James.”
“Why?”
“Enough already. Hurry up and do it, Su-heon.”
“Say it properly. What exactly do you want James to do?”
“...........”
“Then let’s just go eat.”
As Kim Su-heon started to turn away, Ko Yoo-mi frantically reached out and grabbed his cock. “James, shove it in. Hurry. James, with your cock, shove it in, aah, haang.”
Before she even finished speaking, Kim Su-heon’s cock plunged deep into her pussy, filling her completely. The ticklish sensation transformed into a rush of pleasure, and Ko Yoo-mi’s hips began to move on their own.
“Yoo-mi, I wanted to fuck you so badly. Your pussy.”
“Haang, James, your cock is so hard, haang, aang, fuck me, James, aang.”
The moment she uttered James’s name, Ko Yoo-mi slipped into the fantasy that she was truly having sex with him. In her mind, the usually gentle James was now pounding her pussy like a beast, gripping her ass from behind.
‘Aang, James is fucking my pussy. Aah, what do I do, aang.’
Letting out wild moans, Ko Yoo-mi rapidly climbed toward climax at the thought of being taken by James. Her reaction only excited Kim Su-heon further, and he drove into her harder and harder.
“Yoo-mi, I think I’m going to cum.”
“Aah, cum for me, James, haang, aang.”
“I want to fill your womb. I’ve been waiting for this day. I’m going to fill your womb completely.”
“Aang, James, fill me up, haang, my womb, fill it with your cum, aah, aang.”
Kim Su-heon grabbed a fistful of her hair and squeezed her full, swaying breasts while slamming his cock all the way to the root. His entire body trembled as he convulsed inside her.
“Aah, ugh, Yoo-mi, in your womb, my cum, ugh, ugh.”
He kept twitching his hips, pumping load after load of semen into her. Every time his hot cum splashed against her womb, Ko Yoo-mi responded with beast-like cries.
“Haak, haak, James, haak, haak.”
After emptying himself while pressed against her ass, Kim Su-heon finally pulled out. Ko Yoo-mi collapsed to the floor, his thick cum mixed with her own juices trickling down her plump thighs.
“Haa, haa, haa, Su-heon, haa, you’re so mean.”
“Huk, huk, you liked it though, didn’t you? Yoo-mi.”
“Haa, haa, you’re such a tease, Su-heon, haa, haa.”
Ko Yoo-mi had to admit it hadn’t been bad at all. The unfamiliar sensation made her see James in a completely new, masculine light. As she caught her breath and pushed herself up from the desk, her eyes caught the blinking “chat ended” notification.
‘Huh? What’s this?’
Ko Yoo-mi’s eyes darted across the screen. Beneath the blinking notification, the chat duration was clearly displayed: 5 minutes and 26 seconds. The other party was James.
“Su-heon, what do we do?”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think James saw us.”
Her voice trembled. Only then did Kim Su-heon remember. The thought that they might have actually been seen sent a strange thrill through him.
“What are you talking about?”
“The chat window was still open. Until just now.”
“Nah, no way. I definitely ended it earlier.”
“Su-heon.”
When Ko Yoo-mi turned around, tears were welling in her eyes. Kim Su-heon felt guilty for startling her so badly, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit he had been the one logged in.
“Come on, there’s no way he saw us.”
“You think so? He didn’t see, right?”
Looking up at him with teary, startled eyes, Ko Yoo-mi was unbearably adorable. “Even if he did, so what?”
“Su-heon.”
“What’s the big deal? It’s just ‘This woman is mine, hands off.’ That’s all.”
“Tch, Su-heon.”
The tears that had been threatening to fall gave way to a small smile. Kim Su-heon pulled her into a tight embrace, and she melted into his arms. Yet even as she rested against his chest, James’s image refused to leave her mind.
Alone in the office, Kim Su-heon’s thoughts were a tangled mess. Had James really seen them yesterday? Excitement and tension warred inside him. If he had, the idea of Ko Yoo-mi working with that handsome, capable man in America made him deeply uneasy. What woman could resist someone like that?
Suddenly, he thought of his wife, Oh Yoo-ri, living alone at home. ‘It’d be nice to have both of them with me. Damn it.’
Shaking off his unease, he called his wife.
“Honey, it’s me.”
“Yeah, hubby. What’s up?”
Her bright voice instantly lifted his mood.
“Nothing, just felt like calling.”
“Is something wrong?”
He was always amazed by her uncanny intuition.
“No, I just wanted to hear my wife’s voice.”
“Tch, I wonder how a horny husband like you is managing overseas. Hohoho.”
“I jerk off while looking at your pictures, why?”
“Enough already, tch.”
“Alright, isn’t it time for your workout?”
“Yeah, I should go.”
“Okay. Have a good workout, and don’t let any guys hit on you.”
“Keke, who’d hit on an ajumma like me? Got it.”
“Good.”
“Bye, my love. Mwah.”
Startled by her husband’s call, Oh Yoo-ri hung up and let out a long sigh. She had just been touching herself while thinking about her trainer. Guilt and resentment tangled inside her.
Ever since she first masturbated to thoughts of the trainer a few days ago, she had been indulging whenever she had a spare moment. ‘Should I switch gyms?’
Her steps toward the club felt heavy. The thought of brushing against that muscular, handsome trainer again filled her with both excitement and anxiety.
“Yoo-ri.”
“Yes?”
“Do you have time for lunch?”
“Why?”
“I was just thinking we could grab a meal together.”
“Why with me?”
“No reason. It’s been a while since we’ve talked. Is that okay?”
“No, it’s fine.”
“Then I’ll wait for you at the entrance.”
“Okay.”
Before she could refuse, the word “yes” had slipped out. ‘Oh no, what now?’
Changing clothes, she wavered several times, but when she reached the entrance, the trainer was already waiting. ‘It’s just lunch. What’s the harm?’
Justifying it to herself, she went to eat with him. The meal was surprisingly pleasant thanks to his gentle manners. She felt almost embarrassed for having fantasized about him so often.
Afterward, he drove her home. “Thanks for today.”
“No, thank you. It was an honor to have lunch with such a beautiful woman.”
His flattery lifted her mood as well. “Hohoho, I’m just an ajumma, though.”
“Really? I actually thought you were my age at first. I was shocked when I saw your membership card. Haha.”
“Oh, come on.”
“I’m serious.”
It had been so long since she’d spent time alone with a man, and the moment felt genuinely happy. Smiling brightly, the curvaceous married woman radiated a relaxed, sensual charm. The trainer wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there.
“Well then.”
“Yes, go on inside. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, thanks again.”
“Don’t mention it. Get inside safely.”
Oh Yoo-ri stepped out of the car and walked toward the elevator. ‘Whoa, fuck, look at that ass sway. Oh, shit.’
Watching her hips jiggle beneath the navy skirt, the trainer grabbed his cock. His eyes traced the curve of her plump ass down to her toned legs in a daze.
“Oh!”
Suddenly, the voluptuous married woman stumbled to the side. Still rubbing his now-hard cock while ogling her body, the trainer leapt from the car and rushed over.
“Are you okay?”
“Aah, it hurts.”
Her high heel had gotten stuck in a crack in the concrete. The trainer scooped her up, settling her on his lap, and began massaging her ankle and calf. His hands worked over the married woman’s bare skin while he wore a concerned expression, though a satisfied smile crept across his lips.
‘The heavens are giving me a chance. Fuck, today’s your unlucky day, you little slut. Kekeke.’
He massaged her ankle and calf for a long while.
“Alright, try walking now.”
“Okay.”
Still cradled in his arms on his lap, Oh Yoo-ri felt his hands kneading her bare skin. Watching the man’s worried face as he worked on her ankle, she felt a confusing new sensation stir inside her.
‘Aah, I shouldn’t be feeling this.’
Her husband Kim Su-heon’s face flashed through her mind. ‘This is all your fault. Making me get excited over something this simple, you bad husband.’
She stood up from the trainer’s lap and took a few steps. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fi—agh!”
She stumbled again. The trainer caught her arm and pulled her upright, then draped her arm over his shoulder to support her. When his hand brushed near her breast, she instinctively pushed him away.
“Ah, I’m sorry.”
“N-no, it’s fine.”
She stood there on one foot, looking pitiful. ‘This sly bitch. Playing hard to get, huh? She’s probably even tighter than I thought.’
Despite his inner thoughts, the trainer kept a gentle, kind expression as he reassured her. “We should probably get that checked at the hospital.”
“No, it’ll be fine after some rest.”
“Then at least let me do some emergency treatment. It’s important to handle a sprain right away.”
“Ah, okay.”
“Which floor are you on?”
“Huh? Oh, well…”
“Come on, hop on.”
The trainer’s broad back was presented right in front of her.