Secret Temptation
Kim Hyun-soo desperately wants to grab Oh Yoo-ri’s breasts and kiss her right away. He shifts his gaze to the completely blocked road ahead.
“Anyway, he’s a decent guy, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then what kind of person is your husband, Yoo-ri?”
“Husband?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm, my Su-heon… hmm.”
“……”
“He’s my husband.”
“……”
“The one I love most in the world.”
“……”
There was affection in Oh Yoo-ri’s voice. Kim Hyun-soo felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if stabbed by a nail.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
“Your husband must be happy.”
“Of course. He has such a pretty wife like me. Hohoho.”
“That’s right. Hahaha.”
Just then, Oh Yoo-ri’s phone vibrates.
“Oh, honey.”
Kim Hyun-soo looks at Oh Yoo-ri, who is smiling broadly. And the man’s voice coming from the other end of Oh Yoo-ri’s phone call—her husband, Su-heon.
“I’m heading home from work now. What about you?”
“I’m on my way home too, but the traffic is heavy.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I don’t know when I’ll get there.”
“What about Hana?”
“Hana is at my mom’s house.”
“Ah, okay.”
“Yeah, have you eaten?”
“No, what about you?”
“Me neither. I’m hungry, dear. Hohoho.”
“Then I’ll make some stew. Come quickly.”
“Okay.”
“Oh, by the way, did you take the car?”
“No, I’m with the president right now.”
“President?”
“Yeah, because of a meeting with a buyer.”
“Okay, got it. I’ll wait.”
“Yeah, bye.”
“Wife, kiss.”
“No, I’m in the car right now.”
“Kiss.”
“Aigoo, why are you like this?”
“Kiss.”
Oh Yoo-ri, who had been speaking quietly so Kim Hyun-soo wouldn’t hear, looks at him awkwardly. Kim Hyun-soo is still just smoking his cigarette. Oh Yoo-ri brings her lips to the phone.
“Mwah mwah.”
“Hehe, okay. I’ll wait.”
“Yeah.”
After hanging up and quietly putting the phone in her bag, Oh Yoo-ri keeps glancing at President Kim Hyun-soo, wondering if he heard.
‘Su-heon, really, making people embarrassed.’
Kim Hyun-soo stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray.
“Why do you keep glancing at me, Yoo-ri?”
“No, no, why would I?”
“I’m jealous of you two.”
“……”
“Still like newlyweds. Kekeke.”
“You heard?”
“I heard. Mwah mwah.”
Oh Yoo-ri covers her face with her hands.
“President.”
That voice mixed with aegyo pains Kim Hyun-soo even more.
‘Could I ever be that person for Yoo-ri?’
Kim Hyun-soo smiles as he imagines Oh Yoo-ri blowing kisses to him over the phone.
After hanging up, Su-heon is bothered by his wife’s mention of being with the president. Though he acts nonchalant, that president figure always nags at him.
Su-heon steps into the elevator and presses the floor button. It’s his third day at the Korean headquarters, and as he slowly adapts, Do Mei, whom he had forgotten, comes to mind.
‘Ah, right, Mei is our next-door neighbor? But why is she so quiet?’
Su-heon wonders about the suddenly remembered Mei and feels puzzled by her quiet response.
[Ding]
The elevator doors open, and Su-heon freezes in place.
Buttocks. A woman’s round and beautiful buttocks. Su-heon stares blankly at those buttocks without even getting off the elevator. As the doors start to close again, he finally steps out.
“Oppa?”
Mei peeks her head out beside that pretty butt.
“You, here, now.”
Su-heon stammers as he looks left and right. Thankfully, no one is around. He quickly pulls down Mei’s skirt, which had been hiked up with her butt exposed. Mei jumps up and clings to Su-heon.
“Oppa, Su-heon oppa, I missed you.”
“Mei, what are you doing here? With your butt out, kekeke.”
“I saw your car coming up earlier while I was heading up. Hohoho.”
Su-heon pinches Mei’s cheeks affectionately. Mei slowly descends from Su-heon’s arms and pulls his hand.
The emergency exit. The same emergency exit where he used to have passionate secret meetings with Yoo-mi years ago. Mei leans against the wall and clings to Su-heon.
Mei’s sweet tongue delves into Su-heon’s mouth. Their tongues entwine like snakes, growing more intense. Mei’s thigh rubs against Su-heon’s leg and rises to his waist. Su-heon reaches down and caresses Mei’s soft thigh. Mei’s hand unzips Su-heon’s pants and slips inside.
Moaning softly into Su-heon’s mouth, Mei grabs his cock and pulls it out. Mei’s tongue slowly withdraws from Su-heon’s mouth. With a seductive gaze—bashful yet tempting, the kind that melts a man’s heart—Mei looks at him. Su-heon has never seen such eyes from Mei before. Perhaps that’s why he finds himself falling deeper for Mei the more he looks at her.
“Oppa, did you miss me?”
“Yeah, I missed you.”
“Hmm, I kind of want to believe you. That look? Hohoho.”
“What about Mei?”
“Me? Well…”
Mei gives Su-heon another seductive smile and squeezes his cock tightly. She slowly lowers herself. Mei’s tongue teases the tip of Su-heon’s glans. Su-heon strokes Mei’s cheek and ear, her hair tied up. Mei takes Su-heon’s cock all the way to the base and rolls her tongue around the shaft inside her mouth. Then, Mei’s oral intensifies, picking up speed. She looks up at Su-heon while sucking his cock. It’s dazzling. Su-heon feels dizzy from Mei’s skillful tongue play that he hasn’t experienced in a while and almost cums. Sensing this, Mei’s vigorous sucking gradually softens.
Su-heon cups Mei’s cheeks that he was stroking and lifts her up. Mei’s lips glisten with saliva. She looks at Su-heon and sticks out her tongue to lick her own lips. Unable to hold back, Su-heon thrusts his tongue into her mouth. Mei and Su-heon suck on each other intensely again. Su-heon grabs Mei’s buttocks and turns her around. Mei sticks out her butt and places her hands on the wall. Su-heon lifts Mei’s skirt and thrusts his cock straight into her.
“Hngh, oppa, that’s too much. Without any foreplay.”
“You’re this wet, and you need foreplay?”
“Still, it’s too… haang, haeung, aeung, aaang.”
Mei turns her head to look at Su-heon and moans. Su-heon keeps thrusting his hips while inserting his thumb between Mei’s lips. Mei sucks on Su-heon’s finger and stares at him. Her brows gradually furrow. Su-heon’s other thumb stimulates the pink entrance of Mei’s anus. Mei’s soft moans, trying to keep quiet in case someone hears, and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes softly in the emergency stairwell.
“Mei, I think I’m gonna cum.”
Mei shakes her head left and right while sucking on Su-heon’s finger.
“I can’t hold it, ugh, ugh.”
Su-heon can’t hold back anymore and tries to ejaculate. Mei suddenly pushes him away. Su-heon, pushed by Mei, sits on the stairs as Mei takes his cock in her mouth. Then, Mei’s head moves vigorously. Su-heon gathers Mei’s long hair in one hand and thrusts his cock deep into her throat. Su-heon’s semen bursts deep in Mei’s throat.
“Aah, Mei, ugh, ugh.”
The hand gripping Mei’s hair tightens, and Su-heon’s head tilts back. Even as Su-heon cums, Mei’s tongue doesn’t stop, wrapping around and stimulating his shaft. After convulsing for a while, Su-heon’s hips gradually lower to the floor. He twitches from Mei’s continued tongue play.
“Mei, if you look at me like that, oppa will…”
Su-heon’s now flaccid cock slips out of Mei’s mouth. Mei looks up at Su-heon. She slowly swallows the semen that filled her mouth.
“Tasty, Su-heon-ssi’s cum.”
Mei licks her lips once. This vixen. Mei, having sucked out every last drop, lunges at Su-heon’s lips. And Mei’s tongue entwines with his. The inside of Mei’s mouth, which had just received Su-heon’s semen, is not fishy at all—it’s even sweet. His wife Oh Yoo-ri’s sweet saliva, the lovely Yoo-mi’s sweet saliva, and the sensual Mei’s sweet saliva. Three completely different kinds of sweetness.
“Hmm, I see.”
“But oppa, why did you suddenly ask that?”
“Ah, you mentioned on the phone earlier that you were with the president.”
“Are you jealous? Right?”
“Jealous… more like curious about that president guy.”
“Our president is cool.”
“……”
“Any woman would fall for him, with a president like ours.”
“Anyway, nothing’s going on between the president and Yoo-ri, right?”
“As far as I know, no. But who knows with men and women. Hohoho.”
“Hmm.”
“Oppa, Su-heon oppa.”
Mei smiles with her eyes and climbs onto Su-heon’s lap. Su-heon hugs her.
“Why?”
“You have to play with me until I get tired of you, okay? Keep going.”
“Yeah, I got it. I’ll play with you until you get tired. Kekeke.”
“Then I’ll give you surprises from time to time. Hohoho.”
“Like just now?”
“That was just a joke, not a surprise, right? Hohoho.”
“I’m looking forward to that surprise. Kekeke.”
“Oppa, unnie will be here soon. Let’s go inside.”
“Okay.”
Su-heon sets Mei down, opens the emergency door, and heads home. Mei follows right behind. She passes Su-heon as he opens the door and stands in front of her own house.
“Then Su-heon-ssi, go on in. Hohoho.”
“Yes, Mei-ssi. You go in too, Mei-ssi.”
Su-heon brushes off Mei’s playful words with a smile. Mei’s house door opens.