I called a repairman.

From that day on, my wife, Mijeong, began to change little by little.

At first, it was just a simple visit by a repairman.
However, as her husband, I did not try to ignore Junho’s gaze as he spied on my wife’s body.
On the contrary… I guided that gaze deeper and more blatantly.

“Honey… just make yourself more comfortable.”

My wife’s flustered face, her reddening neck, her trembling fingertips.
Watching all of this, I felt an inexplicable pleasure.

From the house to the convenience store, the cafe, and even the motel.

Once started, the depravity grew uncontrollably.

While denying it, my wife gradually opened up her body, and
I became increasingly bolder to ensure I didn’t miss a single moment of that scene.

This is not just a simple affair.

It is the depravity of my wife, whom I invited and whom I nurtured myself.