Another Man's Woman (1)
Her pale toes, hidden inside the flesh-colored stockings, wriggled.
Whether she knew I was staring or not, she just kept swirling her wine glass with her fingers. Her thick hair, swept behind her ear, was stirring a fierce lust in my cock.
“Hoo...”
Her white toes, glimpsed from the corner of my eye, kept distracting me. Toes that must have been damp with sweat after wearing shoes for so long.
Somehow, I imagined a sweet scent wafting even from her toes.
Wriggle... wriggle...
She had both feet up on my wife's seat and kept squirming her toes.
I want to smell them. No. I want to suck them.
Just looking at her toes sent a thrilling stimulation through my whole body. More precisely, blood was rushing to my cock, which hadn't moved or twitched at all before.
Wh... why is this happening all of a sudden?
I was flustered too. My thing that hadn't budged no matter what crazy things we did during sex with my wife.
Only when my wife was with another man. Only when she was being violated by someone else would my dick finally raise its head.
But... why? Why is it reacting all of a sudden?
Just from looking at her toes. Just from peeping at her intimate parts wriggling inside the flesh-colored stockings. My broken cock was slowly rising.
And what's more... she was another man's woman. The woman of Lee Hwa-soo, whom I respected and trusted so much.
“Hoo...”
Hot breath escaped through my lips. I tried my best not to pay attention to her toes, but my gaze kept drifting there against my will.
Wriggle... wriggle...
Her toes, hidden inside the flesh-colored stockings, kept squirming slickly, oblivious to my feelings.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
She asked, looking at me, perhaps feeling awkward. Her low, soft voice. It harmonized so perfectly with her elegant and luxurious appearance.
“Ah... I'm fine. Eating such delicious food, I'm having a great time.”
“That's a relief. Your wife is quite the beauty.”
“Pardon? Oh no. Sister-in-law, you're the more beautiful one. You're so gorgeous.”
“Hoho... Really?”
“Of course. This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman in person. I'm really jealous of hyung-nim.”
“Oh my... With such a beauty as your wife... You're flattering me too much.”
“Haha...”
Oops...
I brought up something unnecessary. She also seemed a bit awkward at my excessive praise. Words I didn't need to say...
Click...
“Ahem... ahem...”
Fortunately. Lee Hwa-soo, who had gone to the bathroom with my wife, opened the door and came in.
Instantly, her feet that had been resting on my wife's seat slipped back under the tablecloth.
Twitch...
My cock, half-erect from the constantly rising image of her toes, twitched.
An unexpected erection...
I didn't know the reason, but for me it was a miraculous moment. Maybe my illness could be cured.
My wife's expression, after returning from the bathroom, was flushed. For some reason, the corner of Lee Hwa-soo's mouth, looking at my wife, was also tilted up.
“Well, it seems everyone has finished their meal. If it's alright, shall we go for a second round?”
“Second round?”
“Yes. I've prepared to guide you to a more comfortable place. Seung-yeon, what do you think?”
Lee Hwa-soo's gentle voice filled the room. My wife, slightly tipsy, seemed to ponder for a moment. But soon she just nodded at his suggestion with a reddened face.
“Alright. Then let's move.”
Vroom...!
In the parking lot in front of the restaurant. His Lamborghini was waiting for its owner, roaring with a strong exhaust note.
“Please get in.”
“Wow...”
My wife's lips parted slightly. Her eyes widened as if she'd never seen a car like this before.
Yeah... I was surprised too at first.
Lee Hwa-soo escorted my wife and seated her in the back seat. His gaze directed between my wife's slightly parted legs bothered me.
But the scent of Yoon Se-ah approaching beside me pinned my gaze back on her.
“Jin-woo, you get in too.”
She stood up; she was quite tall. Giving a slender impression. Fluttering her black dress, she guided me to the back seat. The sweet perfume scent from her as she came close tickled my nose.
“Wow...”
In the ultra-luxury sports car she was riding for the first time in her life, she looked quite excited. My wife, with a smile filling her slightly flushed face.
Wooong... vroom... roar!
I tightly grasped my wife's hand as my chest felt like it would burst from the supercar's exhaust sounds that seemed about to explode the engine.
Sweat was beading on my wife's hand.
Was she nervous?
“This way, please.”
After a few minutes, we arrived at a place where a gleaming mixed-use apartment building stood at a glance.
Lee Hwa-soo's hand pressed the topmost button of the elevator. For some reason, my heart felt like it was shrinking.
“Honey... will it be okay?”
Coming to an apartment instead of a bar or restaurant, my wife tightly held my hand as if nervous.
“It's fine. When else would we get to come to a place like this.”
I was quite nervous too, but I patted her cheek to reassure her as much as possible. Hot heat was rising from her reddened cheeks.
“It's a space where we can drink comfortably and rest. Since it's a place we use, feel free to use it.”
Lee Hwa-soo pressed the number key and tried to reassure us with his characteristic good-natured smile.
“Wow.... It's big.”
Opening the entrance and going in, there was a huge living room that looked twice the size of our house's living room, with sofas, tables, and various ornaments splendidly arranged.
It seemed like the word 'luxury' was attached to every item placed there.
“There are three rooms, so if you're too tired, you can rest and leave.”
There was no arrogance in Lee Hwa-soo's expression. Only sincere consideration could be felt in his attitude toward us.
“That man... he's really rich...”
My wife looking around in surprise. The various ornaments on the table seemed to catch her eye.
“Oh my... this is really expensive...”
The dishes lined up on display. My wife, who likes pretty ceramics and plates, couldn't fail to recognize them.
“You like dishes, I see?”
Lee Hwa-soo looking at such a wife with satisfaction.
“Ah... yes... I have a little interest. At home, I buy them little by little and collect them. Though I can't collect dishes this expensive.”
“If it's alright, shall I gift you a dish the same as the one you're holding?”
“Pardon?”
“I'd like to gift it as a commemorative present for meeting for the first time today.”
“Oh my... this is really expensive...”
My wife's hand receiving the dish trembled slightly. He was winning my wife's favor as kindly and skillfully as possible.
“Since we're home, let's change into more comfortable clothes. There are clothes for guests too, so I'll bring them.”
Indeed. The class was different.
“You can change in that room.”
The clothes Lee Hwa-soo handed over were ordinary short sleeves and shorts. The light gray shorts and short sleeves were of thin material that clung to the body and looked quite comfortable.
“Let's change quickly.”
Locking the door, I undressed first. Taking off the shirt and tie, the tension seemed to ease a little.
My wife also slowly took off the two-piece she had worn. The two-piece that highlighted her demure face was gradually peeled off her body.
Thud... thud....
Clothes falling smoothly along her neckline.
Her red underwear with lace catches my eye.
Did she buy new ones...
It was underwear I was seeing for the first time. The red lace panties draped over my wife's hips only half-covered her buttocks.
On top of that, her white skin flushed from the alcohol.
My beloved wife was so stimulating just by herself.
Unfortunately, no stimulation was transmitted to my cock.
The light gray short-sleeve T-shirt clung tightly over my wife's body. The material clinging to her body made her slender waist and plump breasts look even tighter.
Click...
“Oh my...”
Suddenly, a surprised breath burst from my wife's mouth. In the living room, Lee Hwa-soo and Yoon Se-ah had already changed clothes.
But their attire, changed into comfortable clothes, was a bit different from ours.
White shower robes.
The shower robe draped over Lee Hwa-soo's solid body looked luxurious as if worn by Hollywood actors.
“We dressed a bit more comfortably. Like we do at home.”
Lee Hwa-soo sent a gentle smile looking at our surprised expressions.
His solid chest muscles seemed visible through the white robe.
“Oh my...”
Yoon Se-ah, hidden behind Lee Hwa-soo, was dressed even more boldly.
Black slip...
She was wearing a black slip of thin material that one would only wear in bed.
The slip of a length that rose slightly above her smooth thighs was fluttering precariously.
Gulp....
Pre... pretty.
My eyes quickly scanned up and down her model-like figure. Because of the material clinging to her body, her curvy figure, her breasts that looked plump and firm rather than just protruding, were outlining themselves as is.
I quickly averted my gaze from her and looked at my beloved wife.
Flinch...
Sure enough, my eyes met my wife's. When our eyes met, she slightly glared. Something like jealousy filled her pupils.
“Well then. Shall we start in earnest now?”