Wife and Two Beasts (1)
"Honey, aren't you coming in?"
Her figure reflected in the water was truly sensual. Streams cascading over her full breasts caught the light and made her pale skin look even more seductive.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Have fun."
I never much cared for playing in the water. Whenever I came to the beach, my idea of a proper summer escape was lying under a parasol with a cold can of beer.
Did she always like the water this much…?
Wedged between Jang-woo and Su-hyeok, splashing and tossing a beach ball, she looked completely alive. That wide, open smile on my wife's face was something I rarely saw at home. She was laughing at them as if she had slipped right back into her college days.
Her wet hair clung and swayed along the smooth line of her neck. Despite that refined, innocent face, her voluptuous body seemed to pull every eye on the beach.
Jang-woo and Su-hyeok touched her freely—dunking her, spraying her—as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Those bastards…
Jang-woo's thick, powerful muscles stood out even more sharply under the sun. He was tanned a rich copper, as if he had been deliberately working on it.
A strong male scent rose off him. The kind of body any man would envy at least once. Pure, concentrated masculinity poured from every inch of him.
"Hyung, aren't you coming in?"
Su-hyeok, soaked and grinning, waded over to me. The moment he approached, the college girls under the next parasol turned their eyes toward him.
Pretty-boy gigolo…
Su-hyeok's body was a different style from Jang-woo's—lean, solid lines, pale skin, a dancer's frame that showed off clean bone structure.
"Ah… I don't really do water sports."
"Really? Seung-yeon must be disappointed."
Disappointed about what? And it's not 'Seung-yeon'—it's 'hyungsoo,' you uneducated little shit.
I swallowed the urge to correct him. Was this just how kids talked these days? He spoke to me with zero distance, as if he truly saw me as an older brother.
"Haa… Honey. Why won't you come in?"
After playing for a long while she finally climbed out of the water. Her white bikini was so thoroughly soaked that, if you looked closely, the dark shadow of her pubic hair seemed ready to show through.
Was it always this erotic?
She towel-dried her wet hair and looked at me with those sweet eyes. When she bent her head, her full breasts threatened to spill right out of the bikini top.
"Hoo…"
Behind her, a heavy breath escaped Jang-woo's mouth. My wife stood with her ass pushed out toward him, apparently unbothered by his gaze.
Jang-woo's eyes slid sideways over the curve of her raised hips. Between the scraps of fabric, her pale, generous flesh looked ready to burst free.
"Aren't you guys hungry, though?"
Oblivious to the storm inside me, Su-hyeok spoke as if the whole situation were pure fun.
"Yeah. Babe, you hungry?"
My beloved wife seemed to be feeling a little empty herself now.
"Yeah. We should go grocery shopping."
It was already past four. Getting back to the pension and prepping the barbecue would take a fair amount of time.
"Babe, want to go shopping with me?"
"Oh, yes! Let's go shopping."
She beamed at my suggestion, the same bright smile she used to give me in the early days of dating. It was almost painfully cute.
"But… do we all need to go?"
What is he talking about?
"We're still right in the middle of playing. No need for everyone to leave, right?"
Jang-woo brushed sand off his body as he spoke. The sun made his face scrunch into a tight squint.
"Yeah. I want to play more too. We're just getting started!"
Su-hyeok chimed in right away, regret written all over his face.
"We only need a little meat and some drinks. No point in a whole group going. Seung-yeon, you're disappointed too, right? We've only been in for an hour."
"Huh? Well… I am a little disappointed, but then who does the shopping?"
"I was hoping Hyung would take care of it."
Jang-woo looked straight into my eyes as he said it.
What did you just say, you little shit? You're telling me to go alone?
"Um… then maybe Babe and I should go together?"
Sensing the atmosphere, my wife turned to me. But I already knew how much she was enjoying this trip. The pure, childlike joy on her face while she played in the water had been real.
When was the last time I had seen her that excited? Years of work and company life had kept me from ever taking her on a proper vacation. Guilt rose in my chest.
"No, Seung-yeon. I'll just go myself."
"No way. How can you go alone? We should go together."
She shook her head firmly. Her wet breasts swayed with the motion.
"It's fine. Really. Stay and play a little longer."
I took her shoulders and gave her a smile that said everything was okay. Her soft skin, still dotted with goosebumps, molded perfectly into my palms.
"Are you… really sure?"
"Yeah. Of course."
"Thanks, Hyung. Just a little favor. Appreciate it."
You son of a bitch…
Jang-woo offered a friendly smile and a little bow. For some reason his smile felt completely hollow. Maybe I was just imagining it.
"I'll be back then. Be careful in the water."
I ignored him and spoke only to my wife. She still looked reluctant to send me off alone.
My sweet Seung-yeon…
"Let's go back in! Come on, Seung-yeon."
Oblivious Su-hyeok grabbed her arm. When he pulled her toward him, her full breast slid against his arm as if it belonged there.
Fine. For her sake, I'll sacrifice just for today.
I watched her grow smaller in the distance and tried to name the feeling climbing up inside me.
Wedged between Jang-woo and Su-hyeok, heading back into the water—her image kept flickering in front of my eyes.
Why aren't they back yet…
The sun was already sinking. I had finished the shopping, returned to the pension, even set the charcoal, and still there was no sign of them. My wife, too, had gone completely silent, as if she had forgotten I was waiting.
Fuck… maybe I shouldn't have gone alone.
Meat, alcohol, all the side dishes—I had lugged that mountain of bags by myself, sweating and cursing. The fact that they still hadn't shown up made resentment bubble up.
"Honey!"
There she was. Far off, waving at me, a towel draped over her bikini. Between the folds of the towel her full breasts bounced noticeably with every step.
Behind her came Jang-woo and Su-hyeok. They were laughing so hard they looked like they belonged to a completely different group from me.
"Have fun?"
"Yeah. I played until I was completely satisfied. No regrets."
The way she smiled at me was pure affection.
Yeah. This is the face I suffered for.
Seeing her so happy filled me with an unexpected sense of pride.
"But… you worked so hard alone, didn't you? Were you okay without me?"
She came close and hugged me with a pouty face. Her soft skin molded against my arms.
"Tch. Now you start caring?"
"No. I was only thinking about you."
The look she gave me was so loving it almost hurt.
"Hyung. You really worked hard."
The two men trailing behind her offered empty greetings. Their skin was flushed red from how long they had been out.
"It's nothing. Go wash up quick. Time to eat."
"Ahh~ I'm starving."
She tossed the towel aside and stretched. Between the white bikini her breasts rose toward the sky.
At first she had been quite shy, but as time passed she seemed to grow comfortable; even in a swimsuit her movements had become natural.
"Hoo…"
Jang-woo and Su-hyeok's eyes locked onto her. Following their gazes, my own eyes dropped to their swim trunks.
Two enormous, bulging monstrosities stood out clearly.
The massive cocks I had once seen in the shower room flashed vividly in my mind.
Monster bastards.
Apparently starving, my wife and the two of them washed at lightning speed. She came out in a black tank top and navy dolphin shorts—a different kind of sexy from before.
Jang-woo and Su-hyeok immediately showered her with compliments about how hot she looked.
Disgusting little shits…
"Alright, shall we drink?"
Our drinking session heated up fast. Once night fell the air turned cool—perfect for meat and alcohol. Already several soju bottles and beer cans littered our table.
"So neither of you has a girlfriend?"
I looked across at Jang-woo and Su-hyeok.
"Nah. Why bother making a girlfriend? Don't need one."
"Really?"
"Of course. Just a hassle. Enjoying yourself is the best."
Su-hyeok's view of relationships matched his personality perfectly. Makes sense—women probably lined up for him even if he did nothing.
"What about you, Jang-woo?"
"Mm… there's someone I have my eye on."
"Oh~ Who is it?"
My wife, sitting beside me, lit up at the unexpected answer.
"It's a secret."
Jang-woo turned his head, looking almost shy—a rare break from his usual manly attitude.
"Hyung has someone he likes? Who?"
"Secret, you bastard. I can't say."
"Did you sleep with her?"
"What?"
"I asked if you slept with her."
At Su-hyeok's question Jang-woo looked briefly flustered.
"No. Not slept with her, exactly…"
"If not that, then what?"
"What do you think, asshole. Just drink quietly."
"Aww~ Come on. Did she just use her hand?"
The level of Su-hyeok's jokes kept climbing.
"You little shit. Watch your mouth."
In an instant Jang-woo's eyes turned sharp. His expression hardened.
"Why the sudden serious face?"
"There's a reason. A guy like you wouldn't get it."
"Jang-woo, who is it? I'm curious."
A light flush of alcohol had risen on my wife's face. She propped her arms on the table, looking at him with clear interest. Through the slight dip of her tank top, the white valley of her cleavage showed seductively.
"Curious? Then drink all of this."
Jang-woo filled a glass to the brim with soju. A smile played at the corners of his mouth as he looked at her.
"Ehh… how am I supposed to drink all that?"
"Then I can't tell you."
"Ah, come on… so mean. I'm really curious."
"Then how about half?"
Suddenly Jang-woo grabbed the glass and started gulping. Half the soju that had filled it vanished in seconds.
"Your turn, Seung-yeon."
He wiped his mouth and set the glass in front of her. Still half full—a considerable amount.
No. My wife is a lightweight.
She couldn't even finish half a bottle of soju. What she had already drunk tonight was more than enough for her limit.
"Okay. But you have to tell me."
Her hand went to the glass and she began to drink what was left in big swallows. Droplets of soju slipped from her red lips and ran down into the valley of her breasts.
Gulp… gulp…
Seung-yeon. Are you that curious about who Jang-woo likes?
The liquor that escaped her lips traced the curves of her breasts as it slid downward.