Gaze-Raped Wife (3)
Spread them... wider!
I was chanting the spell toward my wife in my mind. Her expression, eyes closed as she pretended to sleep, carried a strangely lewd atmosphere.
The insurance company employee was just as distracted, torn between driving and stealing glances at my wife through the rearview mirror.
Just a little more... a little more.
Blood was already rushing hard into my cock. The excitement rising from deep beneath my prostate wrapped around my lower body, making me feel as if I could get fully hard at any second.
"Hh—..."
The breath of the insurance employee, who had been pretending to stare straight ahead, hitched. In that instant I felt it—my wife's two legs, barely covered by her dress, had parted just a little.
"Huu..."
I could clearly feel the blood surging into my cock. A quick glance in the rearview mirror showed her legs spread, the insides of her thighs faintly exposed.
Eyes still closed, my wife was biting her lip hard. Did she know her legs had opened? The white skin of those long thighs stretching out beneath the dress looked almost unbearably beautiful.
Screeech...!
"Whoa!"
The car slammed to a sudden stop.
Fuck. That scared the shit out of me...
In the end the employee had nearly caused a major accident. He'd been so busy peeping at my wife in the mirror that he almost wrecked us.
"Are you all right?"
"Yes. I'm fine."
"Oh no, I'm so sorry. I was lost in thought for a second."
I knew exactly what kind of thought that had been.
You little shit. As if you'd ever admit it.
"You okay?"
The moment I turned to check on my wife, an ominous feeling hit me.
"Huk...!"
Just as I expected...
The sudden stop had thrown her body forward, pulling the fabric even tighter across her chest. And of course she wasn't wearing a bra—her full, rounded breasts now stood out in stark, shameless outline beneath the dress.
Worse was her lower half. Startled, she hadn't been able to stop her clothes from riding up. The hem that had barely covered her thighs had rolled higher, leaving her completely exposed.
"Oh my...!"
My wife finally opened her eyes, saw the state she was in, and frantically yanked the fabric back down. But it was already too late.
Just like me, the man had turned around to look at her, and the light in his eyes was anything but ordinary.
Her neatly trimmed pubic hair and the soft pink flesh beneath had been laid bare for him to see. She clutched the hem of her dress, not knowing what to do with herself.
Huu... fuck...
How did my beloved wife look through his eyes right now?
The man swallowed hard and whipped his face forward again. His ears had flushed bright red—proof enough that he had seen every private inch of her.
Whoa...
I felt blood flood into my cock at once. The cock that had refused to stir no matter how hard I squeezed or rubbed it was now swelling into a thick, heavy curve, fully erect.
What the hell. It was this easy?
My pants strained tight around the hard length. I hurriedly covered it with both hands. In this state, even singing the national anthem wouldn't bring it down anytime soon.
"Ahem... ahem...!"
The man's face stayed red the whole way as he kept sneaking looks at my wife in the mirror. My beloved wife, mortified, stared out the window and let out soft, rapid breaths through parted lips.
"Well... we've arrived."
"That was quick. Thank you."
I managed to climb out of the car only by carefully hiding the cock that still stood rigid.
Huu... that settles it.
Just the sight of my beloved wife being raped by another man's gaze was enough to make my cock respond. The moment the sad curse I had imagined proved real, a strange mix of excitement and self-loathing crashed over me at once.
"Um, sir."
Just as I was about to turn away with those thoughts, the insurance employee called out hurriedly.
"Yes?"
"I forgot to give you my card earlier... please take one."
"Ah, thank you."
"Feel free to contact me anytime about anything else as well."
The smile on his face as he handed over the card carried a sly edge I couldn't quite place. He looked at me once, then let his eyes travel slowly over my wife's body standing beside me.
This bastard. He's really trying to cross the line.
My beloved wife, cheeks still flushed, exchanged polite goodbyes with him. The way she stood there covering her front, demure and refined, was almost painfully pure.
"Understood. I'll be in touch if I need anything."
"Yes. Call me whenever you need me. Daytime is fine... nights are even better."
Nights are better?
He put special weight on the word "night" before driving off.
As for where we were—this place was quite far from our actual destination. A lonely little station on the outskirts of Seoul, almost no one passing by. Getting home from here would take a full hour by train.
This is awkward.
"Honey... what do we do! Because of you I showed him everything."
My beloved wife came up beside me and pouted. Her sulky face was so cute it almost brought back the feelings from when we were still dating.
"You looked so pretty, though."
"Ugh. Never again. What if that guy turned out to be a bad person?"
"Never again? Give me your hand."
"My hand? Why...?"
When she hesitated, I took her hand and pressed it against the front of my pants. My cock was still throbbing hard inside, swollen and restless.
"Oh my...! How did this happen?"
"I told you, didn't I?"
A smile bloomed across her face in an instant. From her expression it was clear she had been waiting for this moment just as much as I had.
"It really got like this because of me...?"
She stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes—yet a hopeful little smile was already playing on her lips.
"Yeah. Feel how hard it is?"
"So hard... it's been so long since it was this hard."
"Should we... do it now?"
"What?"
She looked even more shocked.
"Right here."
"There's nothing here—how are we supposed to...?"
Looking around, she was right. The place was a complete wasteland. Only the station and one old commercial building stood there.
"Come with me for a second."
I wasn't about to let this chance slip away. My cock was still rock-hard, the tension refusing to ease.
"Honey... what's gotten into you?"
I half-crawled, half-walked as I searched deeper into the commercial building.
"Honey... wait...!"
The three-story building had almost no foot traffic—just a few offices and something like a pawnshop. Even those looked so old and rundown that hardly anyone seemed to pass through.
"Honey... mmph...!"
I led her up the emergency stairs to the second floor and immediately pressed my lips to hers.
How long had it been since I last kissed her like this?
Her hot breath spilled straight through her red lips into mine.
"Mmph... honey... we can't do this here."
Her round eyes grew even wider as she looked at me in distress.
"Touch it."
I grabbed her hand and placed it right on top of my cock. The thick shaft, veins standing out blue as if ready to burst free of my underwear, jumped under her touch.
"Haah...!"
I slid my tongue into her mouth and tasted her sweet warmth.
Huu... fuck. I can't hold back anymore.
This was a passageway people could walk through at any time. It was set apart from the main stairs, but it wouldn't have been strange at all if someone suddenly appeared.
"Hnn...!"
I slipped my hand under her dress and began exploring her thighs. The soft, full flesh of her plump thighs melted against my palm.
Then I grabbed a generous handful of her ample ass and squeezed hard. Her body gave a little jolt under the force of my grip.
"Haah... stop... what are you doing outside?"
Normally she would have gotten angry with me. For my proper, modest wife, this kind of behavior outside the bedroom was unforgivable.
"Haah...!"
But right now her hand was dancing over my pants. How long had it been since she felt a fully hard cock? Her fingers wrapped tight around my shaft and refused to let go.
"Huu..."
"Hnn...!"
My hand, still caressing between her thighs, slowly moved closer to her sex.
"Haah...!"
The moment my palm touched her, the slick juices already spilling from her entrance clung thickly to my skin.
"Haa... we can't do this, baby..."
"Huu... shh..."
I blew hot breath against her ear and began gently stroking her already soaked pussy.
"Haah...!"
Then I casually started undoing my pants. The buckle clicked open, and I shoved my underwear down far enough to free the rock-hard cock that had been straining against it.
"Oh my...!"
Huu... fuck...
My cock stood thicker and harder than it had in ages. For the first time in a long while I could show her that blunt, heavy length right in front of her eyes.
"Honey..."
I watched her throat work as she swallowed, staring at my cock as if she wanted to devour it.