The Thrill of an Outdoor Threesome (1)
On the way home, every step carried me closer to despair.
Go...
The words that had spilled from Lee Hwa-soo's lips seemed to name exactly what was happening to me, and a terrible agony flooded in.
The sound of him shutting the door again, then the cries of my beloved wife rising right after—those sounds still circled my ears.
Inside that hellish room, there had been nothing I could do.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Ring... Click.
"Honey... you got home first?"
My wife's voice. She sounded genuinely surprised to find the living-room lights already on. Of course she did—she must have thought I was still stuck at the office working late.
"Yeah. Wrapped up earlier than I expected. Where were you?"
The misery of having to pretend I knew nothing rose all the way to my throat. What I really wanted was to grab her by the hair and throw her onto the living-room floor right then and there...
"Huh? Oh... I just stepped out for a bit and ran into a friend. It's been so long since I went out that coming straight home felt a little weird."
She was far less composed than usual. Looking me straight in the face and lying couldn't have been easy.
"That so? Which friend?"
"Ah... someone you don't know. A college classmate."
"Ah... okay...?"
"Yeah... I got a little sweaty... I'm gonna go wash up."
Click...
She fled into the bathroom as if escaping. The thought that Lee Hwa-soo's saliva was still clinging to every corner of her body sent a strange, twisted excitement through me.
Fuck...
And today his semen had been sprayed deep inside her pussy. She had come home with another man's cum filling her—not mine. No matter how unusual our marriage had become, adapting to this shitty reality was still hard. The image of my wife offering her ass to Lee Hwa-soo and moaning kept ringing in my head until it felt like my skull would split.
Was the path I was walking the right one...?
Could we ever go back to the couple we used to be...?
There was no correct answer.
But one thing was certain: I could no longer leave everything in someone else's hands.
I... I had to move myself.
And for that, I needed to verify who Lee Hwa-soo really was—whether he was someone I could actually trust.
I would take her back. I would clench my teeth and reclaim her.
After that, our married life grew even more barren. No—desolate was the better word.
My beloved wife had started avoiding my eyes whenever we spoke.
Was it guilt? Or had she simply come to hate me?
Whenever our gazes met, something uncomfortable and awkward flickered in her pupils. No matter how hard I tried to ignore it and keep talking to her, Seung-yeon would slip outside as if fleeing.
Was this really the end...?
Coming home alone and pouring myself drinks had become more and more common. Tonight was no different—I was nursing a bottle of soju and some dry snacks, trying to soothe this hellish life, when she spoke.
"Honey... I'm going out for a run."
"A run? At this hour?"
"Yeah... I've skipped exercise for so long I just want to go outside and move a little."
"That... so?"
It was already past eight. Normally this would have been the quiet hour after work when we sat together and talked. But the clothes she was wearing to "exercise" looked nothing like workout gear.
White sneakers, a tennis skirt that stopped above the knees, and on top a tight black golf-style shirt that left no doubt about the swell of her breasts. On top of that, the lightest makeup... even a soft red on her lips. She looked almost pure.
"You are going to exercise, right...?"
"Huh? What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing... the clothes just look a little uncomfortable."
"Ah... it's hot, that's all. These are workout clothes."
"Okay... don't stay out too late. Be careful on the night streets."
"Don't worry..."
Click....
I didn't like it, but I wasn't completely against her trying to reclaim her own routine. Of course it would have been better if she did it with me, but she needed time alone too.
Yeah. One step at a time, back to normal life.
.....
But... was she really going to exercise?
A nameless unease rose from the depths. An emotion I had never felt before.
Suspicion...
In all our married life I had never once felt it toward Seung-yeon. I had always believed the first virtue of a couple was trust. No matter what happened, you believed each other and stood on the same side—that was the core of marriage.
So I had always taken her word as absolute truth, and told myself that was how it should be....
Yet tonight a suspicion I couldn't explain was hammering hard inside my skull.
Go. Right now.
"Fuck..."
As if possessed, I bolted out the door still in my rumpled pajamas.
The moment I hit the street, the thick summer night air slammed into me. I instantly missed the air-conditioning, but I had no time to care about the heat.
Hoo.... Is this even okay?
Yeah... just check. Just check!
I only meant to confirm she was really going for a run and then come straight back.
Normally it would have been unthinkable, but tonight I felt I had to see it with my own two eyes or I wouldn't be able to rest.
Where did she go... toward the park, maybe?
Luckily, when I came tumbling out I could still see her far ahead. She was heading for the walking path near our place.
Her hips swayed gently as she walked. Below the white tennis skirt, her long, sensual legs stretched smooth and clean. Above them, the faint bounce of her ass would catch every male gaze that followed.
"Hoo..."
Just looking at that figure, dozens of men must have trailed after her...
Her body, so ripe and tempting, seemed to drift on the summer breeze. That naturally lifted ass of hers was enough to stir sexual curiosity in anyone who saw it.
I left a woman like that unattended...
Men brushing past me turned to rake their eyes over her back. If she lowered her head even a little, the soft underside of her ass would show, yet she walked forward with complete confidence.
"Hey. You see that? Holy shit."
"Of course I saw it. Fuck... she's killing me."
"Should I ask for her number? Huh?"
"Bullshit. She'd shut you down instantly, you idiot."
"Ah... damn. She looks so fucking delicious..."
"Go home and jerk off, man."
Two guys who looked barely in their early twenties. Filthy slang poured from their mouths as they passed me. Normally I would have glared and chewed them out, but tonight a strange pride made my shoulders lift higher.
Bastards... at least you've got eyes.
They had no idea the man walking behind them was her husband. Imagining my wife being violated in their fantasies tonight sent a weird tingle through my prostate.
Have I changed too...?
"Hello?"
Ah... fuck. Almost got caught.
At the park entrance my wife answered a call and turned her head. I dove behind a nearby bench just in time. Another second and she would have looked straight at me.
Did she see me? No, she couldn't have.
"Ah... yes... I'm already here."
Her voice drifted faintly over.
Already here...? Who is she talking to?
My beloved wife stood at the park entrance, glancing around as if searching for someone. Every time she moved, her full breasts swayed softly inside the tight black shirt.
Meeting a friend or something...?
A cold anxiety crept up my spine. My wife waiting for someone at this hour.
"Seung-yeon."
While I held my breath and watched, a voice called her name.
"Ah... you came?"
"I'm not late, am I?"
"No... I just got here myself."
A deep, heavy voice cutting through the humid summer night air. The way he called my beloved wife so tenderly was a sound my ears already knew too well.
Lee Hwa-soo...?
Beside her he looked more casual than usual. White athletic pants that almost matched hers, a tight black muscle-fit top. His already solid, long frame looked even more attractive.
The person she was going to exercise with at this hour was Lee Hwa-soo?
In the next instant he casually slipped an arm around Seung-yeon's shoulders. Even from a distance I could see her shyly hunching them.
These fucking bastards....!
The dry rage inside me caught fire in a heartbeat. I had become the husband who catches an affair scene like something on the news. Something I had never once imagined while loving my wife.
"What if someone sees us..."
"Isn't it only natural for people to look at a couple that matches this well?"
That slippery snake... calling them a couple.
I wanted to kill him right now. Whatever the hell he really was no longer mattered. If I didn't grab him by the collar this second I would regret it for the rest of my life.
This son of a bitch... die today!
I was about to launch myself from my hiding spot, swearing I would kill him tonight, when another voice cut in.
"Oh. You're here?"
"Whew. Hyung-nim. How have you been? Seung-yeon-ssi is already here too."
"Ah... hello..."
Another man approached my beloved wife.
Lee Hwa-soo greeted him naturally; Seung-yeon answered with awkward politeness.
Who is that?
In the brief pause, the face under the streetlight slowly came into view.
But... the silhouette I saw from afar looked far too familiar.
Wait... no way...
You...?