The Beginning of Change
I wondered what kind of posts had gone up today.
Lately, using work as an excuse, browsing Heaven Net until dawn had become my daily routine. Like a smoker who can't quit cigarettes, I seemed to have become completely addicted to this new dopamine rush called Heaven Net.
As always, I clicked on the daily life sharing board tab. Once again, the board was filled with countless posts, each one with nothing but provocative titles. I sorted the posts by newest first and began reading them from the top. Every single one was packed with images of bare flesh, and as I looked at them, my body gradually grew hotter.
While continuing to scroll through them one by one, a particular post caught my eye.
"Huh? What's this?"
The title of the post that grabbed my attention was [A Substitute Driver's Day]. The username of the person who wrote it was Golbaengi Killer.
A sense of ominous foreboding rose in my mind at the same time as an inexplicable excitement, and with my hands trembling, I clicked on the post.
The first thing that appeared before my eyes was a single photograph.
The moment I saw that photo, my mind went completely blank.
The background of the photo appeared to be the backseat of a car, capturing a woman sitting in a disheveled state. Her face had been mosaic-processed, yet even so, her figure was so violently sensual that it completely overpowered the blurring.
"No way..."
Praying desperately that it wasn't true, I began examining the woman's outfit piece by piece. In the photo, she was wearing a navy short-sleeved knit top, tight white skinny jeans on the bottom, and long boots on her feet.
"Ah..."
I felt the last thread of hope I had been clinging to shatter as I continued staring at the photo. From the outfit to the body shape... Although her face was mosaic-processed, enough of her silhouette was visible that strangers probably couldn't guess who she was. But I knew exactly who the woman in the photo was.
"This is Yu-jin..."
As her husband, who had been by her side longer than anyone, I could tell. About a week ago, when we had eaten dinner together at a barbecue restaurant in the city center and called a substitute driver... The clothes my wife had worn that day matched one hundred percent with the woman in the photo on my monitor screen right now.
And the curves of her breasts and hips that gave off even stronger visual stimulation than fully naked women despite being in modest clothing... along with the familiar interior of the car... Every single detail pointed to the woman in the photo being my wife, Yu-jin.
For a while, I stared at the screen with unfocused eyes and a dazed mind.
In the end, that substitute driver from that day had gone and done it...
When the substitute driver had dropped us off at our destination that day and I briefly chatted with him, I had deliberately mentioned that the latest model black box was installed inside the car, thinking I had prevented any possible leak of my wife's photos online. But whether he was bold or just stupid, the driver had uploaded a photo of my wife, completely drunk and shamelessly disheveled, with only her face mosaic-processed.
I was truly shocked that the substitute driver we had called that day happened to be a member of Heaven Net. The situation I had only imagined in my fantasies—my wife's photo being posted on an anonymous online community—was actually happening, and I kept receiving one shock after another, unable to believe the current reality.
I tried hard to pull myself together and began reading the writer's description below the photo.
As I read the post, my breathing grew heavier. Slowly, I pulled down my pants and underwear just enough, wrapped my hand around my cock, and began stroking it gently.
I too looked back at the photo while reading, and sure enough, I could clearly see my wife's distinct camel toe between her spread legs. As I stared at that scene, the movement of my hand stroking my cock grew faster and faster.
My eyes naturally drifted down to the comments below the post...
"Huk!"
The moment I felt my cock about to explode, I hurriedly grabbed some tissues and covered the tip. At that instant, my cock began pulsing, shooting out an enormous amount of semen. I let out a deep sigh and kept the tissues pressed against the tip until my orgasm slowly subsided, then pulled them away. The tissues were soaked with a massive load of cum.
Breathing heavily, I crumpled the tissues tightly and threw them in the trash. Then I exited the post and returned to the Heaven Net homepage.
"Oppa, what are you doing?"
At that moment, a voice that should never have been heard right then came from behind me. My mind went pure white as I slowly turned my head. The first thing that filled my vision was my wife's face, frozen in shock...