Teasing in the Changing Room
The wife thought Jinsoo was simply wrapping things up. She felt ashamed of herself for enjoying the pleasant sensation from his hands. But... his touch felt... strange...
"Aah..."
She let out another moan and covered her mouth with one hand. Jinsoo smiled as he watched her sway her hips with her eyes closed. Then, just like before, he gathered her breasts and lifted them over her clothes before giving her butt a light tap. The wife opened her eyes.
"Let's go."
"....Yes...."
With her face flushed red, the wife lowered her head and stepped out.
"Wait a second."
"Huh?.... Mmph!"
Jinsoo kissed her on the lips. Caught off guard, she couldn't even raise her hands. Her lips were simply taken. For a brief moment, she wondered if he would slip his tongue in like the other men, but he didn't. He only gently pressed his lips against hers a few times.
"You seemed even more tense than before."
"Ah.... Th-thank you....."
Jinsoo whispered into her ear.
"And... Chaehee, your breasts are seriously amazing. The best out of all the models I've touched."
At his playful remark, the wife gave a small smile. Seeing her too embarrassed to speak, Jinsoo added one more thing.
"I've never done this before, but touching your breasts got me hard."
The wife burst out laughing at his lewd comment and lightly smacked his chest.
"Now you're a little more relaxed. Let's go."
"Yes, Oppa."
The wife looked up at Jinsoo with a smile. Had he really kissed her and talked about her breasts just to ease her tension...?
"Wow! Chaehee, you really need to pursue this direction. It's so good."
Once outside, everyone showered her with praise. Slightly buoyed by the compliments, her mood lifted even more. She looked up at Jinsoo.
'Thanks to you, Oppa,' her eyes conveyed.
Jinsoo seemed to understand. He draped an arm around her shoulder and said, "I'll call Chaehee again next time too," before stepping in front of the camera.
"Now, give me that sultry gaze! No, Chaehee, not the bright look—the sultry one."
But the wife couldn't switch her expression and atmosphere so suddenly. At that moment, Jinsoo kissed her on the lips. After three seconds, he pulled away.
"That's it! That gaze!"
The camera director looked satisfied.
The wife, freshly kissed, gazed at Jinsoo with sultry eyes.
"Alright, go change into the next outfit!"
She had to hurry inside and change again. The next outfit was a red dress, far more revealing. The kind foreign actresses wore to parties or award ceremonies... Naturally, she couldn't wear a bra.
Jinsoo had already changed into his own clothes and helped her out of the black dress by lifting it from below. But this time, since he stood right in front of her, when she raised both arms to remove it, her breasts were completely exposed before his eyes. With her arms lifted, they were gathered even more prominently.
"Chaehee, your breasts are true art. Oppa is working twice as hard today because of you—what are you going to do for me?"
As he removed the black dress and picked up the red one, Jinsoo spoke. The wife smiled faintly, unable to reply, and covered her breasts with both hands.
"Put your hands down."
"......"
"Hurry. We're running out of time."
Thinking she had no choice for the sake of the job, the wife lowered her hands and stood straight. Jinsoo adjusted the red dress while openly examining her breasts and waistline. As he slipped it over her head, he said, "Hey, let me touch them just once."
"Huh? What... No."
"Oppa is suffering twice as much today because of you."
The wife was weak to words like that. Someone else suffering because of her...
"Aah... But still... You already touched them earlier."
"Is that the same? That was work. This time, just once. I've never seen breasts this pretty before. Hurry. No time."
Unable to answer, the wife simply turned her head to the side. Jinsoo hung the dress around her neck and lowered both hands to grasp her breasts. Her mouth fell open. It felt completely different. Even during the earlier touch, she had twisted her waist and bitten her lip at the strange sensation, but Jinsoo's hands now, touching her in earnest, were on another level entirely.
"Aah.... Ahng.... Oppa..."
The wife's bright red tongue slipped out between her lips and licked them once. It was pure feminine instinct. Not because the wife was particularly wanton...
"Really nice. Oppa is so turned on."
The aroused wife opened her eyes at those words and laughed.
"Aigoo... What are you saying... No... Stop... Hohoho," she giggled while pushing his hands away. Jinsoo playfully squeezed her breasts a few more times with a mischievous expression before finally lowering his hands. The atmosphere between them had grown much more natural. The wife no longer felt any need to guard herself against Jinsoo. Every interaction with him felt fun, gentle, romantic, and reassuring... That was what she believed.
Filming ended once more, and the two returned to change. This was the final outfit.
"Oh, the last one is this."
At Jinsoo's words, the wife turned to look at him.
"Oh my!"
She gasped, covering her mouth. Jinsoo stood completely naked, even without underwear, holding clothes while facing her. The wife, who had only seen his muscular torso until now, found herself staring directly at his... cock as well.
"Huh? Ah..."
Jinsoo casually stroked himself once.
"For the last outfit, you have to take off your panties to wear it."
Unlike the startled wife, Jinsoo remained completely unfazed. At this point, she felt even more embarrassed for having reacted so strongly. She turned her head away again and looked at her own clothes. A white dress. It seemed to be made of spandex. Judging by the size, it would cling tightly to her body. She had to wear something like that without underwear?
'Ah....'
The wife realized. Since it was white and the fabric was thin, underwear would show right through. There was padding over the chest area, and an extra layer of fabric at the front—right over her pussy. Probably to keep any hair from showing....
Then what about Jinsoo's outfit? Curious, she glanced back slightly. He had already changed and was walking toward her. His pants were white and skin-tight like riding pants, with no zipper, more like leggings. However, there was a double layer of fabric in the front, similar to a regular fly. But looking closely, she could see his pubic hair and the outline of his bent cock beneath it. Her face flushed crimson. On top, he wore a loose, colorful T-shirt.
"Hurry up and get dressed. It's the last one. The director must be exhausted."
"Yes... Oppa..."
'That's right. It wouldn't be right if the director and staff are struggling because of me...'
The wife, now in just her underwear, unhooked her bra. Jinsoo immediately knelt in front of her and pulled down her panties.
"Oh my! Oppa!"
She crossed her legs and covered her pussy with her hand.
"You take off your bra quickly. You have to wear something different down there. Hurry."
At Jinsoo's businesslike, serious tone, the wife felt mortified but allowed him to remove her panties. It was the second time this had happened—the first being when those uncles had done it at the hop house. Even in that brief moment, the memory surfaced... Her breathing grew slightly ragged...
With a troubled expression, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, lowering it while trying to keep her breasts hidden. Jinsoo, still kneeling, pulled her panties down the rest of the way. After sliding them off, he fetched a T-panty from the side table. Looking up at her, he said, "Lift your leg. You have to wear this for this outfit."
"Yes..."
With flushed cheeks, the wife placed her hands on Jinsoo's shoulders and lifted one leg. It was the first time in her life she had been completely naked in front of a man. Even if it was during a modeling gig, a first experience was still a first experience. She thought to herself:
'The first man to see my naked body... was Jinsoo Oppa...'
She slipped the T-panty onto one leg, then the other. Jinsoo pulled it up. His gaze was fixed directly on her pussy... that place covered in black hair. Once the panties reached her thighs...
"By the way, Chaehee."
"Yes.....?"
Jinsoo looked up at her, then lowered his eyes again to her pussy right in front of him. The wife bit her lower lip.
"You... down here too. It's. So. Fucking. Pretty."
"Aah...."
She moved her hands from his shoulders toward her private parts. But Jinsoo's lips were faster. Smooch!
"Aah..!"
After planting a loud kiss on her pussy, he looked up at her and smiled. Then he finished pulling up the panties. The wife had been about to say something, but Jinsoo immediately draped the white dress over her head. Because it clung so tightly to the body, getting it on was tricky.
"Hurry up. The director and the noonas are waiting."
"Yes...."
Jinsoo switched back to his serious tone. The wife cleared her mind and focused on putting on the final white dress. After dressing her, Jinsoo kneaded her breasts and lifted them up like before. He turned her shoulders toward the door and gave her butt a squeeze from behind. The startled wife looked back, but he simply said, "Let's go," placed a hand on her back, and opened the door.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
"Thank you for your hard work! Thank you!"
Jinsoo and the wife bowed to the director and staff. The staff exchanged greetings among themselves, and the director offered the wife a handshake. Everyone was packing up. Jinsoo approached her.
"We decided to have dinner at our place today, right?"
"Yes... Oppa..."
"Let's go."
Jinsoo wrapped an arm around her shoulder and led her toward his studio apartment.