Secret Temptation
“Sister, I’ll be heading out then.”
“...........”
“Hana, bye.”
Do Mei walked past the silent Oh Yoo-ri toward the door with a pouty expression. Oh Yoo-ri stood up and followed her to the entrance.
“I’m going now, sister.”
“...........”
Oh Yoo-ri’s lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, then closed again. Feeling she had said something unnecessary, Do Mei quickly turned and left the house.
‘That bastard Do-hwan is dead.’
As she opened her own door, something occurred to her and she turned back. Oh Yoo-ri’s door was already shut. Do Mei, who had failed to mention the boss Hyun-soo as she had intended, thought, ‘Did I upset her by saying something unnecessary? That bastard Do-hwan.’
Do Mei slammed her door shut in irritation. After putting Hana to bed, Oh Yoo-ri sat on the sofa. Her mind went blank and her hands began to tremble. Kang Jae-geun’s presence filled her with the sense that he was watching her from somewhere, mixing anxiety and anticipation into an unknown terror. Memories of him flashed through her mind one by one.
The way he had forcibly taken her at the villa, his rough hands kneading her entire body. The sticky, betraying struggle she had shared with him despite her guilt toward her husband. His two hands roughly squeezing her breasts, shoving his enormous cock into her mouth until she could barely breathe. That magnificent, thick cock of his that had completely filled her mouth. Just sucking on Kang Jae-geun’s cock had made her pussy gush with arousal. Oh Yoo-ri still vividly remembered the feeling that once she accepted his cock, she would never be able to escape him again.
She had barely managed to pull herself together, convinced him to let her go, and escaped the situation. After that, Kang Jae-geun had cut off contact after a few calls. Oh Yoo-ri had completely forgotten about him. Then he suddenly appeared before her again.
Oh Yoo-ri lifted the phone in her hand and checked Kang Jae-geun’s message once more. The screen was filled with the image of that magnificent cock. She stared at it for a long time, then pressed the call button with trembling fingers. The long ringing tone continued. Her heart pounded as if it would burst. No one answered. Oh Yoo-ri let out a sigh of relief and tried to calm her trembling heart.
‘I should have ended things with him for good back then.’
The lies she had told Kang Jae-geun to escape that moment, the things she had done in a fit of anger, now felt like they were tightening around her neck. Tears welled in Oh Yoo-ri’s eyes.
‘This is all your fault, Su-heon. It’s your fault.’
On the screen, Oh Yoo-ri buried her face in the sofa, her shoulders shaking. Kang Jae-geun, who had ignored her call, was staring intently at his monitor screen. His own thoughts were complicated. While in prison, he had imagined the naked bodies of the voluptuous Yoo-mi and Oh Yoo-ri every night. After his release, he learned that Yoo-mi was no longer in Korea, so Oh Yoo-ri became his only target.
At first, Kang Jae-geun had planned to slowly toy with the lonely Oh Yoo-ri. He wanted to gradually arouse her body until she came to him of her own accord and clung to him. He had thought that would be far more enjoyable than simply overpowering her by force. When he had roughly kneaded Oh Yoo-ri’s body and she had voluntarily taken his cock into her mouth, the look in her eyes had always been one of desire for him. He had intended to train her slowly and make her his personal fuck-toy. But the sudden appearance of Do-hwan had begun to change his plans.
Su-heon had freely used the ass of Mei that even Kang Jae-geun had never penetrated. Su-heon had fucked Yoo-mi’s pussy raw, the one Kang Jae-geun had never been able to claim. Su-heon possessed and enjoyed the sexy, voluptuous Oh Yoo-ri. And Su-heon had always looked down on Kang Jae-geun and treated him with contempt. Kang Jae-geun wanted to give Su-heon an unforgettable gift.
‘Fuck, why is that bitch Mei hanging around Oh Yoo-ri? And what’s her relationship with that bastard? What the hell did she say to make Oh Yoo-ri call me?’
Do Mei’s unexpected appearance had thrown Kang Jae-geun off. He had a feeling something was going wrong.
‘Did that bastard Do-hwan spill everything to Mei?’
If things went wrong, he might not even get to deliver the gift to Su-heon and could end up empty-handed again like before. Growing more desperate, Kang Jae-geun thought, ‘Fuck, I need to get my cock inside Oh Yoo-ri’s pussy first. I’ll just fill that bitch’s womb with my cum and see what happens.’
Kang Jae-geun lit a cigarette and gave his heavy crotch a once-over. Sweating profusely, Oh Yoo-ri pushed her body to the limit to forget her racing thoughts.
“Hey, Yoo-ri.”
Oh Yoo-ri turned toward the voice. Do-hwan stood there looking awkward and unsure what to do.
“Um, Yoo-ri, I have something to tell you.”
“It’s fine.”
“Listen, Yoo-ri, it’s just—”
“I heard everything from Mei yesterday. So let’s not see each other anymore.”
Oh Yoo-ri finished speaking quickly and returned to her workout. Do-hwan licked his lips as he watched her.
‘Ah, fuck, even when she’s angry she’s seductive. Should I just go crazy and take her?’
But Do-hwan wasn’t stupid enough to become Kang Jae-geun’s plaything for the sake of his own lust. Once he was free from Kang Jae-geun’s grasp, there would still be time to fuck this married woman to his heart’s content.
“Yoo-ri, I really do have something to say. Just a moment, please give me some time.”
“I said it’s fine.”
“It’s about that bastard who told me to rape you.”
Oh Yoo-ri’s movements gradually slowed. She slowly turned her head toward Do-hwan.
“Fine. Let’s meet at the Starbucks downstairs.”
“Yes, I’ll be waiting.”
Do-hwan scratched his head and walked away. Once she heard the full story from Do-hwan, Oh Yoo-ri felt things would become clearer. Unable to focus on her workout any longer, she got up and headed for the shower.
“Oh, Mom, I have plans today, so could you watch Hana?”
Oh Yoo-ri hung up and looked at Do-hwan waiting for her inside the Starbucks. She had no idea where or how to begin the conversation. With heavy steps, she walked inside.
“You’re here?”
“...........”
“Would you like something to drink?”
“Let’s just get straight to the point. What did you want to say?”
Do-hwan’s gaze was drawn to Oh Yoo-ri’s legs stretched out beneath her spandex skirt. He looked up at her sitting across from him. Fresh from the shower, her skin glowed. Her damp hair clung to her fair neck, falling to her shoulders.
“Yes, then I’ll begin.”
Do-hwan explained everything that had happened so far in detail to Oh Yoo-ri sitting across from him, carefully omitting his own ulterior motives.
“So someone you don’t even know sent you a video of what happened at our house that day?”
“Yes.”
“And then told you to...”
“Yes.”
Oh Yoo-ri tried to understand Kang Jae-geun’s intentions, but she had no idea how her husband Su-heon, Yoo-mi, Mei, and Kang Jae-geun were all connected. Thinking only of her own relationship with Kang Jae-geun, she couldn’t fathom his motives.
“But the important thing is, everything I said to you was sincere.”
“...........”
Oh Yoo-ri looked at Do-hwan, who sat with both hands on his knees, speaking as if he were serious.
“Please believe me. And from now on, always—”
“Do-hwan.”
Oh Yoo-ri cut him off and crossed one leg over the other. For a brief moment, the deep part of her thigh came into Do-hwan’s view before disappearing again.
‘Whoa, fuck, look at those thighs. They must taste incredible. I should’ve just shoved it in that day, damn it.’
It was the same place his cock had rubbed against that night.
“Do-hwan, I told you before—I’m a married woman. And you’re seeing Mei now, aren’t you?”
“...........”
Do-hwan wasn’t listening. He could only think of the feel of Oh Yoo-ri’s skin that night and the slippery entrance of her pussy against his cock. Seeing him sitting with his head lowered, a look of pity appeared in Oh Yoo-ri’s eyes.
“I don’t dislike you, Do-hwan. But it’s just... as friends.”
Do-hwan lifted his head and looked at her with a pleading gaze.
“You don’t hate me, right?”
“No, I believe you. I know you’re sincere, Do-hwan.”
Having fallen for Do-hwan’s act, Oh Yoo-ri only wanted to comfort him and change his mind.
“But no means no. And what happened that day... let’s just keep it as a memory.”
“...........”
“And try to make it work with Mei. She’s a good woman.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Do-hwan lowered his head again. Oh Yoo-ri found it too difficult to face him any longer and stood up.
“And that person—the one who made you do those things.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll handle it myself, so don’t worry.”
“What? How will you—”
“Just know that I will. Well then.”
Oh Yoo-ri left the café. Do-hwan stared blankly after her as she walked away outside the window.
‘Hah, that bitch... Anyway, I still have a chance, right? Heh heh. Just wait, you fucking slut. I’ll make you spread your legs and cling to me every single day. Fuck.’
“Mom, I’m home. Huh? Whose shoes are these?”
As Oh Yoo-ri entered the house, she noticed an unfamiliar pair of men’s shoes.
“Oh, someone from the management office came to do a fire safety inspection or something.”
“Really?”
Hana ran up and hugged Oh Yoo-ri as she entered the living room.