Corrupting Her #2

The Doctor returned to her own home, placed a hand over her chest, and let out a long sigh.

“Haa…”

It had been a time so intense she felt like she finally understood what true ecstasy was. Jihyeok’s monstrous cock showed no sign of wilting even after sex ended. Most people would need at least several hours of rest after just one round… yet his shaft had gotten hard again in under ten minutes. Because of that, they had barely slept at all, spending two full days having sex in the hotel room. She had lost count of how many times she had passed out. And even in that state, the fact that she kept squirting from the overwhelming pleasure left her dumbfounded. She had unleashed every desire she had been suppressing until now.

What must Jihyeok think of her, the way she had frantically devoured his cock? Would he see her as nothing more than a dirty rag? She really hoped he didn’t think that way.

Anyway, having sex with Jihyeok was completely different from being with her husband. The length, the thickness, the technique—there was no comparison. That didn’t mean she thought her husband was pathetic. If anything, she missed him even more. She found herself wishing the man who had died would come back to life and give her the kind of sex Jihyeok had.

Stop thinking about it… just stop!

The Doctor shook her head violently to chase away the sorrow threatening to rise, then entered the master bedroom and dumped an armful of cosmetics onto the bed. After parting with Jihyeok, she had stopped by a department store and practically swept the shelves of every cosmetics counter. At the time, it had been an impulsive decision. She had simply wanted to feel the way she did during her prime, back when she was young. But now it was different. The desire to look good for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jihyeok dominated her entire being. She wanted to become prettier—for the man who actually liked a middle-aged woman like her.

He told me to start with toner, right…? This one looks the same…

She still wore makeup from time to time. But as times changed, so did makeup techniques. The methods she knew were undoubtedly outdated. Recalling the department store employee’s explanations, the Doctor washed her face, sat down at the vanity, and looked into the mirror.

“Am I… pretty…?”

Jihyeok had said she was pretty, but to her own eyes, it was a definite no. Her glasses looked outdated… and her skin seemed a bit dry. Once she started picking at her flaws, the list grew uncontrollably, until eventually nothing about herself satisfied her. Still… Jihyeok liked her like this. That fact made her incredibly happy.

Her lips curved into a faint smile as she gazed at the kiss marks Jihyeok had left on her. She tore open the packaging of the toner and cotton pads she had bought and examined them closely. As she diligently read the product instructions, a sudden wave of clarity hit her, and she burst into laughter filled with self-loathing.

“What the hell am I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠even doing right now…”

Here she was, a woman approaching her forties, trying to copy what young people did… The Doctor shook her head with a bitter smile and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stood up from the vanity, moving over to sit at her computer desk. She turned on the computer, idly dragged icons across the desktop for a moment, then opened a browser and started browsing clothing shopping sites. She added outfits that seemed to suit her into the cart and placed an order. Then she went to a popular video platform and searched for beginner makeup tutorials.

Finding the most recent video with high views, she clicked on it. The earlier self-loathing vanished completely as she lined up all the basic skincare products—toner, serum, essence, oil—across the desk in front of her.

The Doctor became completely absorbed in the explanation given by the pretty young woman on screen. But she quickly realized this makeup style didn’t suit her at all. It was only natural that different products required different techniques, yet she had blindly trusted the view count and tried to follow along. It was laughably bad. Maybe she really had been too indifferent to makeup all this time. She decided it would be better to make time and visit a professional makeup shop to learn from an expert.

With that thought, the Doctor turned off the computer and lay down on the bed. A dull throbbing pain pulsed in her lower abdomen. It was the aftermath of too much intense sex. Even this was considerably milder than before. On the drive back from Sokcho to Seoul, the pain had been truly unbearable.

—I’m sorry, Noona. Let’s buy some painkillers before we go in.

Recalling Jihyeok’s gentle, warm words, the Doctor felt the pain transform into pleasure. Without realizing it, her hand drifted downward. It felt as if her insides had been reshaped to perfectly fit the form of Jihyeok’s cock. Just thinking about the moment his massive shaft pushed into her pussy made her panties grow wetter and wetter. It was as if the love she once felt for her husband—clinging so tightly to her vaginal walls—was being scraped away, replaced and filled by Jihyeok. If just thinking about it did this to her… she must have been far more starved than she realized.

Being alone in the quiet bedroom made loneliness wash over her. No matter how hard she tried not to, thoughts of Edward kept surfacing. The Doctor turned her head and stared blankly at the wedding photo of her and Edward. Then she got up from the bed, opened the closet door, and pulled out an old photo album.

She roughly dusted off the album that had gathered dust and opened it. Inside were captured memories of the happy times she had shared with her husband. Tears welled up on their own. She had tried so hard not to think about it earlier, but today her emotions were especially raw. She couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. She felt so terribly sorry toward Edward.

Even while still carrying him so deeply in her heart, she had lost herself in sex with Jihyeok, spreading her legs for him. In the latter half, she had even actively shaken her own hips… And at the time, she had completely forgotten about her husband, thinking of Jihyeok as her lover. Those two days had been that sweet.

I must be mentally ill… I’ve gone crazy…

Seeing how wildly her emotions were swinging, she really did seem on the verge of losing her mind. As she thought of Edward, his face suddenly overlapped with Jihyeok’s, and a flush rose to her cheeks. For some reason, she even began imagining her husband’s body replaced by Jihyeok’s.

“Aah…♡”

It was so vivid. Jihyeok’s handsome, sweat-drenched face and body. His cock that had sent her over the edge dozens of times. The scorching-hot semen that had filled her completely.

-♬♪♬♪♬♪

“Huk!”

While lost in those lewd thoughts, the Doctor jumped in surprise as her phone’s ringtone suddenly rang out. She quickly closed the album, lay face-down on the bed, and checked her phone. The caller was Jihyeok. He must have arrived home. The Doctor answered immediately.

“Yeah, Jihyeok.”

—Were you resting well?

“I was just… about to go to sleep. I’m pretty tired…”

—Really? That’s a shame.

A shame? Why would he say something like that? The Doctor’s heart grew anxious.

“What do you mean, a shame?”

—Never mind. Get some good rest.

“Why is it a shame? Tell me.”

Unaware that she was already showing signs of obsession, the Doctor pressed him for an answer.

—I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was thinking of buying some porridge and bringing it over.

“Porridge…? Why porridge all of a sudden?”

—It’s just… I kept thinking about how much pain you were in inside the car. It was hard to watch.

At those words, a warm spring breeze seemed to blow through the Doctor’s heart. Without realizing it, the corners of her mouth lifted high as she spoke.

“I didn’t set my phone to silent mode… so the ringtone woke me up completely. We can meet.”

—Still, you should sleep. Forcing yourself will only make the pain worse.

It seemed he hadn’t caught the subtle hint in her suggestion to meet. Fine. They could just not meet. She could see Jihyeok anytime she wanted.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll come out. I’ve never tried porridge before… I kind of want to try it now.”

—Really? Then shall we meet at the lab in thirty minutes?

“Yeah, got it.”

—Alright. I’ll hang up then?

“W-wait! Jihyeok!”

—Yeah?

“Sehwa… didn’t she say anything? You were gone for two whole days.”

—I didn’t see her today. Right now she’s out drinking with her university friends. And I already gave her an excuse about being busy with company work, so don’t worry too much.

Even though her boyfriend had returned after two days, she was out drinking? The Doctor wanted to scold her sharply. At the same time, a strange, murky feeling rose inside her. It felt good that Jihyeok seemed to prioritize her over Sehwa, but it also felt uncomfortable.

“Okay…”

—I’ll head out now. See you soon.

“Yeah.”

The Doctor waited until Jihyeok ended the call. The moment the beep signaling the end of the call sounded, she tossed her phone onto the bed and ran to the bathroom.

At that moment—clatter!

The framed photo of her and her beloved husband fell to the floor. She had accidentally knocked the nightstand while getting off the bed. The startled Doctor froze in place. Normally, she would have immediately checked on the frame. But from a corner of her heart, a desire surged forth, insisting that the bathroom was more important than some picture frame.

For a brief moment she stood there awkwardly, unable to decide. Then her eyes darted around before she turned back and checked the frame’s condition.

“Phew…”

The frame was completely intact, without a single crack. Letting out a sigh of relief, the Doctor placed it back on the nightstand and headed to the bathroom once more. She roughly stripped off her clothes, turned on the shower, and buried deep inside her heart the immoral thought she had just entertained. Then she thought of Sehwa—Jihyeok’s girlfriend.

Sehwa’s body was perfectly proportioned in every way. It was the complete opposite of her own, which had excess in all the wrong places. Sehwa possessed a fantastical figure. And her face? A small, delicate face with perfectly balanced features. It was flawless.

“What am I even doing…”

The Doctor sighed as she looked down at her own breasts, belly, thighs, and hips. Even if she couldn’t have a body like Sehwa’s, she at least wanted to give off an aura of healthy beauty. She made up her mind to start exercising tomorrow. Completely unaware that she was feeling jealous of Sehwa, she continued her shower.

I was already waiting at the lab when the door opened and the Doctor rushed in, breathing heavily. I let out a small chuckle. She must have hurried because she wanted to see me. A very good sign. Though her outfit left something to be desired. Had she lost confidence in her body? The loose t-shirt and shorts looked a bit sloppy. But that was fine. I could coordinate her however I wanted later.

“Oh, when did you get here?”

The Doctor asked while glancing at the clock on the lab wall. I answered with a warm smile spread across my face.

“Five minutes ago. Come sit down quickly.”

“Ah, okay.”

The Doctor sat at the simple dining table and stared at the steaming abalone porridge before asking,

“This… is abalone porridge?”

“You said you’ve never tried porridge before, yet you recognized it right away?”

“Well… I at least knew what color abalone porridge was… Do I just eat it? With a spoon?”

“That’s right. It’s hot, so blow on it while you eat.”

“Aren’t you eating? If you only bought one, we should share it.”

I answered by simply giving her a bright smile. The Doctor’s face flushed red as she lowered her gaze and picked up the spoon. She scooped some porridge, blew on it gently, then put it in her mouth and chewed carefully. After swallowing, her face brightened.

“It’s delicious…”

“I’m glad.”

“You should try some too. It’s really good.”

“It’s fine. Has the Polymus not arrived yet?”

“Not yet. It should arrive tomorrow or the day after.”

“Really? That’s good.”

“G-good…? It needs to arrive soon so I can make the Device…”

It was funny how she pretended not to understand what I meant even though she clearly did. I pulled over a wheeled chair and moved right next to her, gently stroking the back of her neck as she ate while sneaking glances at me.

“Hey… I’m eating right now… Don’t you know this is distracting?”

The Doctor’s scolding. I snorted and asked,

“Does having your neck touched bother you? It’s just a simple display of affection.”

“You do it all the time, without any sense of timing…”

“What about your lower belly? Still hurting?”

“J-just a little… but it’s gotten a lot better.”

“Is that so?”

I slowly moved my hand down and began pressing firmly along her back. Using acupressure to press both sides of her spine and moving down to her waist, the Doctor eventually set her spoon down and began to tremble.

“Song Jihyeok… stop it.”

She tried to sound cold, but she couldn’t hide the quiver in her voice. Ignoring her warning, I slid my hand lower. In response, the Doctor slightly lifted her hips, making it easier for my hand to enter. An instinctive action. The corner of my mouth lifted as I mocked her.

“Didn’t you tell me to stop?”

“…..”

The Doctor glared at me with her mouth tightly shut. While kneading her ass with one hand, I slipped the other into her pants and gently pressed on top of her panties.

“Hngh…!”

The moment I began caressing her pussy, the Doctor’s waist curled inward. She spoke with difficulty.

“I told you it still hurts…”

“Don’t worry. We’re not doing it today. I’m just helping you relax.”

A flash of disappointment crossed the Doctor’s eyes. No matter what she said, her desire for sex seemed incredibly strong. Once a crack had formed, the speed at which she crumbled was astonishing. But today I only planned to tease her. Too bad. She could go home and masturbate by herself.

“That’s a relief. If we did it today…”

The Doctor trying to act tough when she clearly had no idea what she was saying. I pressed two fingers firmly against her pussy lips.

“Hngat…♡”

“If we did it today, what?”

“N-no, never mind… I just… thought it would’ve been too hard… that’s all…”

“Is that right?”

“Yeah… haaah…”

Watching her already break into a cold sweat made me want to laugh. I gestured with my chin for her to keep eating the porridge and continued the teasing. It felt like a lewd cloud was settling over the entire lab. The signs that the Doctor was becoming obsessed with me were still faint, but they were already visible. Without using any Malice at all, I would educate her thoroughly—until her mind was so broken that she would cry and cling to me, saying she would rather die than live without me.