An Old Gift from Our Honeymoon
I was lounging on the sofa when my wife emerged from the bedroom again. "Oppa, want to watch a movie for the first time in a while? Tomorrow's the weekend."
"Sure... why not? We've still got some beer left in the fridge. We can grab some snacks and watch together."
Yu-jin came back from the kitchen carrying two cans of beer and a couple bags of snacks. She turned off the lights and settled down right beside me. I opened the OTT app, flipping through the movie channels until I landed on an overseas adult romance film. After a quick discussion, we decided to go with it. Since Yu-jin loves romance movies too, we reached an agreement without any trouble.
Two hours later, the film was heading into its final act. The story was set in America and followed the passionate love between a young man and woman in their twenties. Both Yu-jin and I watched in complete silence, utterly absorbed in the movie. We were alike in that way—once we focused on something, we gave it our full attention.
As the film reached its climax, the main couple reaffirmed their love with an intense embrace. What followed was a deeply sensual scene. They began undressing each other while continuing to kiss passionately. Yu-jin seemed completely engrossed; she shifted into a more comfortable position and kept watching without pause. It was clear she was especially focused on this part.
Soon the movie transitioned into an explicit sex scene. The female lead, wearing incredibly sexy lingerie, was showing it off to the male protagonist. My eyes were drawn to her automatically. I stole a quick glance at Yu-jin to make sure she hadn't noticed. She remained fixated on the screen, completely absorbed in the sex scene.
And because I was a man, watching it started to stir excitement in my body. Especially when I saw the female lead in that sexy lingerie—it reminded me of the anonymous woman who'd posted photos on Heaven Net wearing provocative underwear and clearly enjoying the reactions.
It's all because of that Heaven Net that Kim Chul-min showed me. Now I keep imagining Yu-jin in those kinds of situations, and she looks even sexier to me.
While those thoughts ran through my mind and I mentally placed Yu-jin into various fantasies, the movie finally ended after the sex scene. It left quite an impression. I thought it had been worth watching, and I could tell Yu-jin felt the same.
I turned off the TV and casually asked her about it. "What did you think of the movie?"
"It was really good. Pretty solid film."
"I agree. Especially the actors—they all had great bodies and looks. Made it really enjoyable to watch."
"Yeah, they were all attractive and the acting was excellent, so it was easy to get emotionally invested. Right, oppa?"
We continued chatting about the movie, sharing our thoughts, and eventually the conversation turned to the sex scene.
"That last part was seriously hot, wasn't it?"
"Mm, it was more explicit than I expected. You were completely focused on it, oppa. But that male actor had an amazing body."
"Did he? Still wouldn't beat mine though, haha."
"What? You're not serious, right? Even if you're my husband, that's pushing it."
"Yu-jin, is that something you should be saying to your own husband? This won't do. Are you turning your eyes to other men instead of me?"
I teased her by flicking a peanut at her forehead. Yu-jin burst into laughter.
"Oppa, are you jealous right now? Still, that actor doesn't hold a candle to you. Hmm... his face, his body..."
She deliberately licked her lips as if imagining the actor, then looked at me with a playful expression.
"What, are you saying you want to be held by some other man instead of me?"
"Hmph, maybe? If it's a handsome guy with a body like that... I might let myself imagine it once or twice."
She closed her eyes with an expression that suggested she really was picturing herself with that actor. I knew we were just joking around, but an odd feeling crept up inside me anyway. Before I realized it, my face had stiffened slightly.
Yu-jin opened her eyes, saw my expression, and started giggling. "Look at your face, oppa. It's hilarious. Heehee. You know I'm joking, right?"
"Joking? Doesn't feel like it. Did your true feelings slip out without you meaning to?"
Seeing her innocent, bright smile finally helped me relax my expression. To get even, I glared at her as if I were genuinely upset. That only made her giggle again.
"Aigoo, fine. Anyway, you're the one I love most in the whole world. You know that, right?"
"Hmm... I'm not sure. Is that really true?"
"There you go again! Oppa, you're not actually sulking, are you?"
"Haha, I know. I know very well who our beautiful Yu-jin loves."
To get my revenge, I started talking about the female lead from the movie. "Well, the actress had a great figure too, didn't she? Especially when she wore that super sexy lingerie—my eyes were in heaven, lol."
"Did that turn you on?"
"Well... any guy would react that way, right? With visuals like that?"
"Hmph. I'll be extra understanding just this once. Unlike you, oppa, my heart is as wide as the Pacific. And anyway, the woman who married you is me."
Watching her say that with a pouty expression, she looked so adorable I couldn't help but love her even more. Then, as if something had just occurred to her after hearing what I'd said, she asked, "Did you really like seeing the female lead in that sexy lingerie that much?"
"Come on, when a woman comes out wearing something like that... wouldn't every guy look? It's pure instinct."
"Hmm... is that so?"
Yu-jin thought for a moment, then stretched and said, "Okay, got it. Oppa, I'm going to shower first."
"Alright."
She headed into the bathroom to wash up first. I stayed in the living room, killing time by watching videos on my phone.
So if a young guy like that was drawn to Yu-jin, other men must feel the same. It's obvious for guys in their twenties, but even now, Yu-jin is still an incredibly attractive woman to men. Maybe I've known it all along but tried to ignore it. Seeing it again today has me thinking about it... and for some reason, those old incidents where she almost got into trouble keep coming back to me. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
I remembered the young man I'd caught secretly staring at Yu-jin's body at the recycling station earlier. When she nearly caught him and he ran off, their eyes had met for a brief moment. Her figure was undeniably stunning, so I could understand the staring, but during the time he was peeping, he shouldn't have been able to see her face. Yet when their eyes met, he would've realized she was older than him—an older woman in her thirties rather than twenties.
Even after realizing that, and despite his own shameful behavior, the young man kept stealing glances at her. It wasn't just once or twice. Even as she turned her head away, he continued watching her face. That went on until she disappeared down the apartment pathway.
No matter how young Yu-jin looked, that guy—who appeared to be in his early to mid-twenties—should've been able to tell she was a woman in her thirties. Yet he kept showing interest in her.
Today really was full of all kinds of things...
"Oppa, I'm done showering. Your turn."
"Okay."
I took a cold shower, trying to wash away the complicated feelings from everything that had happened today.
"Oppa, are you out?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Come here for a second."
Following her voice, I walked into the bedroom. The main lights were off, with only the small night lamp casting a soft glow.
"Yu-jin, I'm here. Hmm? Where are you?"
She wasn't on the bed where I'd expected her to be.
"I'm over here."
Her voice came from the darker part of the room, beyond the reach of the night lamp. I turned my head and let my eyes adjust to the shadows. That's when I saw her silhouette standing there in the darkness.
"Yu-jin, what are you doing over there?"
She didn't answer with words. Instead, as if responding to my question, she slowly began walking toward me. Soon she stepped into the area lit by the lamp, and I could finally see her clearly.
"Huh...?"
The moment I saw her, I stared again, as if I needed to confirm what I was looking at. Yu-jin wasn't wearing any pajamas. Her pale skin reflected the light in every exposed area. My eyes scanned up and down, and I realized she wasn't wearing anything over her underwear.
A soft gasp escaped my lips. "Yu-jin..."
"Oppa... do you like it?"
She took one more step closer. I was so stunned by the sight of her that I couldn't speak properly. Once I regained my senses, I began studying her carefully.
She was definitely wearing only lingerie. But what she had on was nothing like the ordinary underwear she usually wore. This piece was shaped like a swimsuit—a bodysuit style rather than separate bra and panties. It was a sky-blue see-through material that subtly revealed what was beneath.
Thin straps came down from behind her neck, splitting into two and connecting to independent, elongated teardrop-shaped cups that covered her soft, pillowy C-cup breasts. Below her solar plexus, a rectangular silk-like strap about six centimeters wide wrapped around to her back. And because the center area from her neck down to that strap was split by the separate breast covers, it left her bare skin completely exposed in the middle.
Lowering my gaze, I saw a long vertical oval cutout right around her navel. The lingerie was decorated here and there with sky-blue teardrop patterns. The combination of the sheer fabric and the patterns made it even more visually captivating.
My mind was going completely blank in real time.
"Oppa, do you remember this? It's the lingerie my friend gave me as a wedding gift..."
"Ah, right... I was pretty shocked when we opened the package in real time back then..."
I'd completely forgotten about the gift we'd received during our honeymoon, but seeing her wear it now brought the memory back vividly. The first time she'd put it on, I'd lost all reason and pounced on her like a wild beast.
And right now, I felt myself turning into that same instinct-driven animal again. Yu-jin had grown up in a very conservative household and had never worn anything like it before. She'd only learned such lingerie existed when her friend gave it to her—and that friend had insisted she wear it. I remembered how embarrassed she'd been, barely able to lift her face after reluctantly putting it on at her friend's urging.
She'd been so shy that after showing me what she looked like in it, she'd immediately made me turn off all the lights in the bedroom. Even in the dark, the moment she felt my gaze she'd fidgeted nervously, twisting her legs together. That version of Yu-jin had driven me absolutely crazy.
The raw sexiness of the lingerie was one thing, but her extreme embarrassment had been so cute and arousing. She was like a pure white canvas that made you want to dirty it. That had been the first time she'd willingly shown me a provocative side of herself.
"Yu-jin, you're so sexy..."
"Don't stare so hard... I'm embarrassed."
Just like back then, she wore a deeply shy expression. But unlike before, she wasn't avoiding my gaze out of pure mortification. Her eyes darted around, yet they stayed directed toward me.