Park Walk 3 - Sunday Morning
The apartment was quiet except for the soft sounds of weekend morning preparations. “Yujin~ Are you ready yet?” I called out.
“Yeah~ I just need to pick an outfit~ Have you finished getting ready, babe?”
“Me? There’s not much for me to do.”
My wife had just stepped out of the shower, finished her makeup, and was now standing in the dressing room, seriously debating what to wear for our outing. Meanwhile, I had already changed and was lounging on the living-room sofa, flipping through TV channels. I wore my usual loose-fit jeans and a baggy black short-sleeve tee. Like most men, I didn’t need much time to choose clothes even for a date. My wife, on the other hand, seemed genuinely excited; I could hear her humming a little tune as she sorted through her options.
It made sense. Only a few weeks ago we had barely managed any proper dates. Lately, though, we’d been going out every weekend we could, and the change had clearly lifted her mood. Until recently I’d been buried in work, exhausted in both body and mind, while she had been stuck at home handling all the housework. She must have felt terribly lonely. I should make more time for us from now on, I thought, eyes still on the television.
The weather forecast was playing. The meteorologist’s cheerful voice announced that today would be clear and pleasantly warm. “The city center is going to be packed,” I muttered. “A date with Yujin sounds great, but I’m not crazy about fighting through huge crowds.”
Given the forecast, it was obvious that half the people living near downtown would head to the exact park we had chosen. To make matters worse, today was a weekend and the city park was hosting a festival with a free concert. The place would be swarming.
“Babe, what do you think of this?” Yujin emerged from the dressing room and stepped into the living room.
I turned my head. “Oh, that’s the dress we bought at the outlet last time.”
“Mhm. The weather’s nice and we’re going to the park, so I wanted something that fit the mood. When we picked it out I hesitated because it was a little expensive, but I’m glad I bought it. Thank you, babe.”
“No thanks needed. It looks like it was made for you. I make good money, so stop worrying about prices~”
“Hehe. I’ll just fix my hair real quick and be right back.”
“Take your time. We’re not in a rush.”
“Okay.”
Still humming, she disappeared into the bedroom. I watched her go, admiring the way the beige chiffon dress—adorned with delicate floral patterns I had chosen for her—flowed around her body. The hem reached her ankles, airy and graceful. She had always looked incredible in clothes. Whether it was her height, her proportions, or that porcelain skin, everything she wore seemed tailored just for her. Even a potentially bulky maxi dress like this one she wore with effortless elegance. She looked stunning.
Still… I can’t stop thinking about the miniskirt and those shorter pieces we bought the same day.
The long dress was beautiful, of course, but part of me ached to see her in something more revealing. I pushed the regret aside. That day will come eventually.
Once she was fully ready we headed down to the apartment parking garage and climbed into the car. We drove toward the city center, traffic growing heavier the closer we got. Eventually we hit a long red light. Several minutes of waiting stretched ahead of us. Cars lined up in every lane, all apparently heading to the same destination. Just as I had predicted, the whole area was going to be a zoo.
“Traffic’s terrible…” Yujin sighed, looking out the windshield.
I glanced sideways at her. Her lovely face, the soft chiffon dress clinging gently to her frame—despite the loose cut, the smooth lines of her legs were somehow visible beneath the fabric. The sight stirred something mischievous in me. We still had roughly two minutes before the light changed. Plenty of time.
Without warning I reached over with my right hand and cupped her thigh firmly.
“Babe! What are you doing?” She flinched, knocking my hand away, eyes wide with surprise.
I kept my expression innocent. “What does it look like? Your legs looked so pretty I just had to touch them.”
“We’re in the car! You’re supposed to be driving!”
“It’s fine. The light’s still red for a while. And no one can see inside anyway.”
“Ugh, seriously. Do you realize how bold you’ve gotten lately? Is this because of that dirty site I caught you on?”
“Well… that’s part of it. But mostly it’s because you look insanely sexy right now, Yujin.”
“You were always a bit of a tease, but it’s gotten worse. Stop touching me and watch the road.”
“Just a little longer~ Besides, I think you’re enjoying it too.”
“What? Are you crazy? There’s a bus right next to us…”
She was right. A city bus had pulled up in the lane beside us, its windows filled mostly with male passengers. The realization sent a fresh spike of excitement through me. I slid my hand back onto her thigh and began to knead it again.
“Babe! The bus is right there—people can see!”
“Relax. We installed the darkest tint available. They can’t see inside.”
“Still…”
When I bought the car I had paid extra for heavy window film. From outside the interior was nearly invisible; from inside, the view was perfectly clear. I kept stroking her thigh, watching her cheeks slowly flush. The sight was intoxicating.
“Enjoy it, Yujin. I promise they can’t see us.”
“…I don’t know about this.”
Realizing I wasn’t going to stop, she gave up arguing. She bit her lower lip and stared at my hand as it moved over her leg. Whether she was fighting back a moan or simply embarrassed to let me see how turned on she was becoming, the effect only aroused me more. Slowly, deliberately, I slid my fingers downward until I caught the hem of her long dress and began lifting it.
The fabric rose past her slender ankles, then her knees. Yujin gasped and grabbed my wrist.
“Babe. What the hell are you doing?”
“Touching over the dress isn’t enough anymore… I want to feel your skin.”
“You’ve lost your mind! Stop it right now.”
“Just a little, Yujin. Please?”
She glared, but the expression only looked adorable to me. When I kept making pitiful puppy eyes, she finally sighed in defeat, releasing my wrist. I continued. The dress slid higher, revealing her milky-white thighs—smooth as tofu, soft yet firm. A little higher and the edge of her white panties came into view where her legs met.
My pulse thundered. I massaged the bare skin with shameless hunger, savoring the exquisite texture that only a husband was allowed to enjoy. The moment my fingertips crept toward the fabric of her panties—
“Babe, stop!”
She shoved my hand away and yanked the dress back down in one frantic motion. Her face had gone pale with shock. I stared at her, startled by the sudden change.
“What’s wrong?”
“The man sitting by the bus window… I think he saw me.”
“What?”
“I glanced over and our eyes met. What do I do now?”
“Calm down, Yujin. It was probably just a coincidence. I keep telling you—the tint is so dark they can’t see in.”
“Even so… it feels awful. Oh—the light’s green.”
I pulled forward, my flustered wife still recounting the moment beside me. While I murmured reassurances, a dark, thrilling thought began to bloom inside my head.
Of course the tint probably hid everything… but what if it hadn’t? What if that passenger really did see her?
Neither of us had ever done anything like outdoor exposure before. Yet ever since discovering Heaven Net, and in our desperate attempt to end our sexless marriage, I had grown bolder and bolder. Even I was surprised at how far I was willing to go.
Yujin was still panicking, but I felt the opposite. The possibility that a stranger had glimpsed her bare thighs excited me beyond words. I found myself hoping he had seen everything—her smooth skin, the soft inner flesh, maybe even the white panties nestled between her legs. I imagined him staring, burning the image into his memory, eyes straining for one more forbidden glimpse.
The thought sent a surge of pleasure through me. My cock twitched, hardening. I clenched my jaw and forced it down, gripping the steering wheel tighter as I sped toward the city center, the fantasy still swirling in my mind.