Dangerous Deal and the Woman Next Door
“Hohoho, that’s a lie, hohoho.”
“Hahaha, you don’t believe me, do you? Hahaha.”
“Come on, Jae-geun, how does that even make sense? Hohoho.”
When Hyung-nim and I stepped into the house, my wife, Yoo-mi, and that bastard were clapping and laughing like they’d just heard the funniest thing in the world. Across the large table in the living room, my wife and Yoo-mi sat facing him. My wife had her arms folded on the table, leaning forward as she listened to his story. Her cheeks were flushed from the extra drinks, her eyes sparkling with a bright smile. With her arms crossed like that, the upper half of her breasts looked ready to spill out of her T-shirt. I was sure that bastard was enjoying the view of her ample chest.
Yoo-mi, chin resting on her hand, smiled at him while my wife listened intently. Neither of them noticed we had come in.
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh, honey, come here! Jae-geun was just saying—hohoho!” My wife waved me over, giggling nonstop. Jae-geun, huh? I sat beside her and gently pulled her shoulders back. Only then did she realize how much cleavage was showing and tugged her T-shirt up to cover herself.
That bastard kept spouting nonsense, and both women threw their heads back, laughing so hard their throats showed. Jealousy pricked at me, but I couldn’t show it. I just smiled along.
[Beep]
A message from work. The manager. He’d sent instructions by email and wanted me to check it right away and call him. Typical—goofing off during office hours and dumping work on me at home.
“Hyung-nim, where’s the computer?”
“There’s my laptop in the small room.”
I checked the email. Useless stuff. We’d already covered everything in the meeting earlier. I had no idea what connections kept this guy in his position. After finishing the call with the manager, I shut the laptop. A sticky note was attached near the keyboard—username and password. I stood up to leave, then sat back down and opened it again. Just in case.
I powered the laptop back on and typed the IP address from the note into the browser. A login screen appeared. I entered the credentials. The screen loaded, and suddenly the living room came into view. Voices from outside the door echoed through the speakers.
On the screen, that bastard stood up, thrusting his hips as he talked, and the two women burst out laughing again. I switched to full-screen view. Zoom worked too. The world really had gotten convenient.
He gestured for my wife to stand up. She waved her hands dismissively at first, then rose. He moved behind her, grabbed her waist, and started thrusting his hips. My wife, Yoo-mi, and Hyung-nim all cracked up. I wondered what story he was telling that made his fake doggy-style motion so hilarious.
As I kept watching, he pressed closer to her ass, rubbing his crotch against her. My wife looked embarrassed but laughed and tried to push him away. He kept grinding for a while longer before casually returning to his seat like nothing had happened. What a piece of work. How could he pull that off so naturally? And everyone was enjoying it.
Thinking about it, I pressed down on the erection that had suddenly tented my pants. I quickly opened the email client, saved the IP address along with the username and password, then closed the laptop and stepped out of the room.
The moment I appeared, my wife jumped up and threw herself at me.
“Honey~ Hohoho!” She must have had quite a bit to drink. Over her shoulder, my eyes met Yoo-mi’s. For a second I thought I saw a flicker of envy, but maybe I imagined it.
“This wife of mine is drunk out of her mind, Hyung-nim. We should head home now.”
“Already? Stay a little longer.”
“Yeah, have another drink before you go.”
Hyung-nim and Yoo-mi tried to keep us. That bastard stayed silent, his gaze fixed on the hem of my wife’s skirt as she clung to me. From his angle he probably had a clear view of her panties. I sat down on the sofa beside the table.
“What were you all talking about that was so funny?”
“Dirty stories, hoho. Jae-geun was telling these naughty stories and I thought I’d die laughing, hoho.” My wife straddled my lap on the sofa, legs spread wide around my waist. Everyone was tipsy enough not to care.
“Darling, let’s go home.”
“Why? Let’s stay a bit more.”
“I can’t hold back when my wife looks this beautiful.”
“Oh, you’re so bad.”
While we whispered, I ground her ass against my cock. That bastard’s eyes flashed. My mood lifted. So he wanted her too. Wanted to taste this perfect body. Smiling, I helped my wife to her feet and we left. Only after Yoo-mi closed the door behind us did I let out a long breath.
The second we stepped into our own apartment, my wife lunged at me.
“Honey, mmph, chu, chup, chup, chup.”
Still wearing her shoes, she pushed me against the shoe cabinet and licked my neck.
“Wife, why are you so worked up tonight? Heh, you look ready to rape me.”
“Why? Don’t like it? Suck, chup.”
She dragged her tongue down my neck while unbuttoning my shirt. When her tongue reached my nipple and sucked hard, a sharp jolt shot up my spine. She alternated between both nipples before sliding lower, unbuckling my belt and pulling down the zipper. Her mouth opened wide and she took my cock through my underwear.
My hand tightened in her tied-up hair. She kneaded my ass and yanked my briefs down. My cock sprang free like a coiled spring. She rubbed her cheek against it.
“Haang, so hard.”
She lifted my shaft with her hand and looked up at me, eyes glazed and red. Still holding my gaze, she stuck out her tongue and licked slowly from the base of my balls up along the seam. My balls tightened. Her tongue traced the midline, then slipped between the folds before she opened wide and sucked one testicle into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue.
“Ugh.”
I groaned, gripping her ponytail tighter. She switched to the other ball, then dragged her tongue all the way up the underside of my cock to the frenulum, flicking it teasingly. Finally she lowered my shaft and, with a lewd upward glance, took the whole head into her mouth in one smooth motion. Her tongue worked inside with dazzling skill as her head bobbed faster and faster. Her right hand reached up to squeeze my balls.
I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her down, driving my cock into her throat. After a moment she pounded my thigh with her fist. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at me, then took me back in and kept sucking.
Her blowjob was always intoxicating. I cupped her face and pulled her up. Our tongues tangled fiercely, swapping saliva. I pushed her against the wall, shoving my tongue deep into her open mouth while yanking her T-shirt down. She helped, freeing one arm, until the shirt hung around her hips. My right hand kneaded her left breast; my left slipped under her skirt to squeeze her plump ass. Her body felt especially hot tonight.
I tugged her bra straps down and pulled the cups beneath her breasts. They spilled out, the same breasts that bastard had been staring at earlier. I looked up at her face. Her eyes were unfocused, lips parted, saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth.
“Aang.”
I took one nipple into my mouth. It was rock-hard. My right hand slid down between her half-lowered panties and found her entrance with my middle finger.
“Ah, haak!”
She cried out sharply as I pushed inside. She was so wet it was almost unbelievable. I wanted to taste her. When I started to kneel, she grabbed my shoulders.
“Honey, just… do it.”
I stood again and plunged my tongue back into her mouth. She held my face with both hands and sucked hungrily. Her left leg wrapped around my waist. I kneaded her firm thigh and rubbed my cock along her slit, the silk of her panties adding a strange friction. I hooked the crotch aside with my finger. Her right hand reached down and guided me to her entrance. Leaning back against the wall, she pushed her hips forward. I bent my knees and drove my rock-hard cock deep into her pussy.
“Aang, ahng, h-honey.”
“Mm, what?”
“You’re… so hard today.”
“You’re overflowing too.”
The moment I was fully inside her, she opened her mouth and attacked my lips again. My hips began to move slowly while she rocked back to meet me. Because of the angle, only half of my cock could go in.