Is This NTR?
It was past dinner, and the world outside had grown dark. A woman paced back and forth in her living room, phone pressed to her ear. But only the monotonous ringing tone answered her. When the call finally timed out, she hung up and stared at the screen.
"Why is she so hard to reach lately? She's not answering my calls, and she hasn't even read my texts."
Han Eunji had recently realized that she couldn't get in touch with Jiseon. While they hadn't been the type to talk every single day, they usually kept up a steady stream of casual banter over texts and calls. This prolonged silence felt deeply unnatural.
"And what the hell happened to Jia? Going missing out of nowhere... The police even came to my house."
Her reason for calling Jiseon today was to ask if the police had paid her a visit too, after they had questioned Eunji about Jia's whereabouts. It had been about three weeks since Dohyung kidnapped Jia, and her disappearance had finally hit the news. The police were turning over every stone to find her. Naturally, their investigation led them to Eunji, who had been in regular contact with her. While Jiseon's disappearance would eventually come to light as well, it hadn't been made official just yet.
"Ugh, whatever. It's not my problem anyway. I should just focus on meeting my darling tonight."
Eunji locked her phone and began humming a cheerful tune as she got ready to go out. Lately, her greatest pleasure in life was spending time with a man she had recently met. Just the thought of being with him tonight made her giddy. Normally, slipping out at this hour would require fabricating some elaborate excuse for Taehyun—claiming she was meeting a friend or running out to buy something. Not having to deal with that hassle made things so much better.
"What possessed him to go on a long-term business trip, anyway? He usually hates being away from me so much that he dumps all his travel assignments on his subordinates."
With Taehyun out of the house, Eunji had no qualms about leaving at this hour. It might have been difficult if they had a child, but Eunji had no desire to get pregnant with Taehyun's baby yet. She had been secretly taking birth control pills—a fact Taehyun was completely oblivious to.
Once she was fully prepared, Eunji hurried out, got into her car, and drove to their rendezvous point. After about an hour's drive, she spotted the man standing outside a motel. She quickly parked, hopped out of the car, and threw herself into his arms. Seeing her approach, the man opened his arms and caught her in a light embrace.
"Darling! I missed you so much~!"
If her husband, Taehyun, had heard her high-pitched, coquettish voice, he would have been utterly shocked. It was a side of her she had never once shown him. To Taehyun, she was always the picture of a mature, sophisticated woman. She never displayed this kind of playful, cutesy charm to him.
"Heh. Couldn't resist coming out tonight either?"
"Of course not! Ever since I met you, I can't stop thinking about you every single night. Come on, let's go inside."
At Eunji's urging, the two of them walked into the unmanned motel right in front of them.
"I love that there's no staff here. It's always so awkward when there are other people around."
"That's why I chose it. You prefer a place where we can meet without any worries, don't you?"
"Oh, stop it! You always know exactly what I'm thinking."
Eunji and the man climbed the stairs and entered the room they always used.
"Should I go wash up first?"
At the man's words, Eunji quickly shed her clothes. She was wearing a set of crimson lingerie with sheer lace panels that offered tantalizing glimpses of her pale skin. Her modest breasts were neither too large nor too small, and her slender waistline was more than enough to drive any ordinary man wild. A slender beauty through and through, Eunji seductively hooked a finger under the edge of her panties, pulling them slightly to flash her bare skin. The man smirked at the display.
"You really have an unbelievable body for a married woman. No one would ever look at you and think 'housewife.'"
"Oh, stop teasing! I'm only twenty-seven, you know. I'm way too young to be called a housewife! If only I hadn't married so early, I probably would have ended up with you..."
Eunji glided over and wrapped her arms around him from behind. Pressing herself against his broad back, she closed her eyes, basking in the sense of comfort.
"I have no intention of getting married, though. I have things to do."
"Oh, I know, I know. I want to help you with whatever you're doing, but it makes me so sad that you won't tell me what it is."
Still clinging to him, Eunji let her hands wander over his chest and abdomen. The feel of his firm pectoral muscles and defined eight-pack abs sent a thrill of excitement straight through her.
"Seriously, your body feels amazing no matter how many times I touch it. I've never met anyone with a physique as perfect as yours."
"But there's something else you like even more than my body, isn't there?"
At his words, Eunji's face flushed a deep crimson, and she let out a shy, embarrassed giggle.
"Well, I'll go wash up first then~!"
Tossing her wavy bob, Eunji seductively peeled off her underwear piece by piece. Her pale breasts spilled free, her pretty pink nipples already hardening in anticipation. Stepping out of her panties, she slipped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The man watched her go with a satisfied smile, then turned his gaze toward the wall. Behind it lay something that provided him with immense entertainment.
"Amusing... This is incredibly amusing..."
Before long, Eunji emerged from the bathroom, drying her damp hair with a towel. The faint sheen of water clinging to her skin caught the light, making her look even more alluring than usual. Seeing that she was ready, the man stripped off his clothes as well.
"Shall we get started, darling?"
"Let's."
The man roughly grabbed Eunji by the wrist and yanked her toward him.
"Ah!"
Unable to resist his strength, Eunji was pulled off her feet and practically flew into his chest. He scooped her up and tossed her lightly onto the bed. Sprawled across the mattress, Eunji slowly parted her thighs, presenting herself to him. Her neat, tight slit lay exposed, waiting to welcome him.
"Don't mind if I do..."
The man buried his face between her thighs, his tongue flicking lightly over her clit and folds.
"Mmm~! That feels so good!"
Eunji shivered as his tongue sent waves of intense pleasure straight to her brain.
"Ah...! Let me suck yours too, darling."
Eunji shifted her body, sliding down to bury her face in his crotch so his thick shaft was right in front of her eyes. They pleasured each other in a heated sixty-nine position for a while before finally pulling apart. The man slowly rose over her, and Eunji used her fingers to stretch herself open.
"Fuck me. Shove your cock deep inside my pussy."
The man wasted no time, lining himself up and plunging deep inside her, immediately setting a heavy, rhythmic pace.
"Ah! Ahnn! Harder! Fuck me harder! It feels so good!"
Eunji surrendered herself entirely to the overwhelming ecstasy she had grown so addicted to lately, riding the waves of his thrusts.
"How does it feel? Compared to your husband... whose cock is better?"
As he pounded into her, Eunji cried out without a single shred of hesitation.
"Yours, of course! My husband's pathetic dick is nothing compared to yours! It's so tiny and useless!"
Pleased with her answer, the man accelerated his pace, his thick shaft churning deep inside her and coaxing a flood of slick juices from her walls. As Eunji neared her climax, her mind drifted back to when she first met him. It hadn't been that long ago. Though she was married to Taehyun, their sexual compatibility was abysmal. She put on a convincing act to make him feel good, but whenever Taehyun's dick was inside her, she felt absolutely nothing. To satisfy her raging libido, she had taken to meeting secret fuck buddies behind his back, slipping out in the evenings or late at night for a quick tryst before returning home. Then, she had chanced upon this man, and he was perfect. His face, his body, his cock—he was flawless in every way. Not only was he the ultimate plaything, but his ability to make her come was unparalleled. Normally, Eunji would only meet a partner once or twice before moving on, but the very first night she slept with this man, she had stayed out the entire night, completely consumed by lust.
"Ah! Ahhn! I'm—I'm coming!!"
As Eunji convulsed in a shattering orgasm, the man filled her to the brim, creaming her deep inside. At first, Eunji had insisted on using protection, but it hadn't taken long for her to grow addicted to the sensation of him filling her raw. She figured she could just keep taking her birth control pills anyway.
A single round was never enough for them. It took two more intense sessions before Eunji finally lay back, her face flushed with absolute satisfaction.
"Haa... haa... Tonight was amazing... darling."
"Hmm... It was pretty good today."
The two of them lay side by side on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as they caught their breath.
"Next time... how about we do it at your place? You said your husband is away on a long trip anyway."
"Well... he is, but... if we leave any weird traces behind, it'll get both of us into trouble. I really don't want to risk that. Can we not?"
Hearing her refusal, the man reached out and pulled her close.
"But that's what makes it thrilling and fun. Just imagining the look on your husband's face if he caught us... pfft, haha!"
"No, darling. My husband is dangerous. If he finds out, he might do something crazy and make you disappear."
Taehyun came from an incredibly powerful and influential family. If he wanted to, he could easily have someone kidnapped, encased in concrete, and dumped into the ocean without batting an eye. Eunji didn't want her favorite plaything to meet such a gruesome end, so she did everything she could to dissuade him from coming to her house.
"Fine, fine. I won't go. But... you know, even if we did get caught, I'm pretty confident I'd walk away unscathed."
"Oh, you... always so full of yourself. But I guess that's part of your charm."
Eunji kissed his cheek and sat up on the bed.
"Well, darling, I should head back now~ Call me next time!"
Eunji gathered her clothes, slipped them back on, and waved to him as she headed for the door. The man smiled and waved back. Pleased with his reaction, Eunji slipped out of the room.
Left alone in the room, the man lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
"'Darling'... huh?"
Recalling how passionately she had just ridden him, and how she had called him "darling" as if they were actual lovers... the man couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.
"Pfft... Bwahahaha! Calling me 'darling'! Han Eunji, you hilarious bitch. And her husband has absolutely no idea his wife is out here whoring herself out."
After laughing his fill, the man got out of bed and walked over to the wall he had been staring at earlier while Eunji was showering. He grabbed a hidden handle and pushed. The wall slid open like a door, revealing a hidden compartment. Inside, another man was bound tightly from head to toe with thick ropes, a gag stuffed into his mouth to stifle his screams.
The man who had just enjoyed Eunji's body—Kim Dohyung—looked down at the man trapped inside the wall, Taehyun, and sneered.
"So, aren't you glad I let you know, Taehyun?"
Taehyun had been forced to watch every single second of Dohyung fucking his wife. He wanted to scream, to roar in fury, but the gag reduced his voice to muffled, pathetic whimpers. He was utterly consumed by rage, forced to watch and listen as the wife he loved bared her body to another man, letting out filthy, wanton moans of pleasure.
"Oh, come on, don't look at me like that. There's no need for us to get angry over something like this. Let's have a little more fun, shall we?"