The Sister-in-Law's Temptation
Tae-seok pulled Eun-jung close by the waist instead of answering and pressed his lips to hers.
Every time his tongue familiarly explored the inside of her mouth, Eun-jung’s body trembled faintly.
“Mmmh…”
Slurp… slurp… slurp…
His hand naturally slipped under her skirt and began caressing her sensitive flesh.
Then Tae-seok lifted her lightly and sat her on the dining table.
The moment the cold wooden surface touched her burning thighs, Eun-jung swallowed a small breath.
He gently spread her legs and pushed his body between them.
When his fingers pushed her panties aside, her glistening, wet, plump pussy was revealed.
“Haa…”
Eun-jung let out a low moan and tightened her arms around his neck even more.
Tae-seok pressed the hot tip of his cock against her entrance and slowly pushed inside.
There was no hesitation, no pause.
It was as natural as a morning routine.
“Huuuung~”
A scream-like moan burst from Eun-jung.
Even though she took his body inside her every single morning, the sensation still made her tense up completely each time.
The moment his thick shaft spread her open and entered, her waist twitched slightly.
“Ah… Tae-seok… it feels so good. How does it feel this different every single time?”
Her insides were hot and tight, wrapping around him greedily.
Tae-seok gripped her waist firmly with both hands and drove himself all the way in.
Then he began to move, slowly but with a steady rhythm.
Every time the table shook, her heavy breasts swayed heavily inside her dress.
Eun-jung buried her face in his shoulder, continuously letting out sweet, desperate moans.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper on her own.
“Tae-seok… I love it… thank you so much…”
She clung to his neck and breathed hotly into his ear.
“Every morning… you do this to me… I want to carve it into myself every day that I’m yours. Haaang~♡”
“Yeah… you’re my woman. I want to fuck you like this every day…”
The moment Tae-seok gently bit her ear and thrust his hips harder, Eun-jung’s body shuddered violently.
His gaze flicked toward the room where Eun-su was staying.
…Eun-su… she’s probably already awake.
The thought sent a strange heat surging through Eun-jung’s body.
Eun-su might be awake but too afraid to come out, hiding behind the door and listening to these moans.
Maybe she was even touching herself between her legs while listening…
That imagination made Eun-jung’s pussy burn even hotter.
Yes… listen. You need to know… how your sister is clinging to Tae-seok like this.
Even though she was sharing Tae-seok with her sister, this short morning time was the moment she could make her sister understand that he was completely hers.
“Haaang… Tae-seok… deeper…”
Eun-jung wrapped her legs around his waist even tighter and rocked her own hips.
Her pussy squeezed his cock hard, and the overflowing juices dripped down the edge of the table one drop at a time.
Even as her body trembled with pleasure, a secret sense of superiority filled her mind.
Right now, in this moment… Tae-seok is mine alone.
As if wanting her sister to hear, she asked loudly on purpose.
“Haak~ Tae-seok… do you like me? Do you really like doing it with me like this?”
“Yeah… I love it. Our Eun-jung… you taste so fucking good.”
“Haaak~ I’m so happy. That you feel that way about me.”
Finally, Tae-seok thrust deep into her most sensitive spot and poured thick, hot cum inside her.
Eun-jung shook violently, swept away by waves of climax.
Her body clenched tightly around him as their mixed fluids spilled onto the table.
She buried her face in his chest, whispering inwardly with a happy sigh.
…Thank you. For making me yours like this.
Eun-jung trembled as she clung to him tightly, savoring the lingering aftershocks of her orgasm.
After they finished eating, Eun-jung got ready to go grocery shopping.
She put on a stretchy beige dress.
It used to be something she wore just for comfort, but now it was completely different.
The dress clung tightly to her body.
Her breasts swelled against the fabric, pulling it taut. Her waist was dramatically cinched, and her hips rose in full, round curves that stretched the hem tight.
The thigh area swayed softly with every step, revealing her sensual lines without shame.
Eun-jung checked herself in the mirror one more time.
It felt a little overwhelming.
But… she didn’t dislike it.
She put on light makeup and left the house.
On the way to the large supermarket nearby.
Lately, the air on the street felt subtly different.
The reactions of people passing by her had clearly changed from before.
Stares that were almost blatantly persistent followed the lines of her body.
One middle-aged man stood frozen with a cigarette in his mouth, staring at her openly.
Two college students walking toward her stopped talking and turned their heads at the same time.
“…Wow.”
The small exclamation that slipped out was clearly directed at her.
Eun-jung heard it.
And she felt it.
She had become a woman people wanted to look at, wanted to see, and wanted to fuck.
Thud.
A passing man’s shoulder brushed lightly against hers.
“Ah, I’m sorry…”
He bowed his head in apology, but his eyes stayed fixed somewhere else entirely.
On Eun-jung’s breasts.
And the curve that continued down from her waist.
Eun-jung held her breath for a moment.
“…It’s fine.”
She started walking again.
It must have been on purpose.
These things had been happening more and more often lately.
She soon straightened her posture naturally and lifted her gaze.
As if she knew she was the most noticeable person on this street right now.
She paused for a moment in front of the supermarket’s glass entrance.
Her reflection there.
Her tightly cinched waist.
Her naturally swollen breasts.
The hip line that swayed softly with every step.
Eun-jung looked at herself for a moment, then smiled very faintly.
I have to prepare something delicious today for Tae-seok, who made me like this.
She headed for the meat section.
Something a little better. Something she would put more care into.
Things that boy would like.
Her steps carried far more ease and confidence than when she had arrived.
And that change was drawing even stronger gazes from the people around her.
Just then, a KakaoTalk notification sounded.
Eun-jung stopped walking for a moment at the message.
Then, as if she had made up her mind, she replied.
Around seven in the evening.
A luxurious foreign sedan glided smoothly in and came to a quiet stop in front of Eun-jung’s house.
The car door opened, and a man stepped out.
Yoon Ki-chul.
Eun-su’s husband.
He was dressed in a neat semi-formal suit, his shirt buttons undone loosely without a tie.
Tall, with sharp, well-groomed features and piercing eyes. His face was stiff.
Being called to his soon-to-be-ex-wife’s older sister’s house was hardly something he welcomed.
When Eun-jung heard the car from beyond the front door, she checked herself in the mirror one more time.
Perfect.
She was wearing an ordinary dress.
The hem fell just below her knees.
Nothing stood out.
Yet the dress subtly revealed her figure, and its stretchy material made it easy to pull off both upward and downward.
It was clearly intentional.
“Come in, brother-in-law.”
Eun-jung smiled softly as she opened the front door. Her voice was gentle and smooth.
Ki-chul paused for a moment.
His wife’s older sister.
They didn’t see each other often, but he couldn’t help feeling she was… very different from usual.
He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was, but there was no denying the irresistibly attractive aura she gave off.
“Yes… it’s been a while, sister-in-law.”
“It has. Come inside. I’ve been waiting.”
Eun-jung shifted her body slightly, and Ki-chul stepped into the house.
His gaze lingered for a brief moment on her waistline before quickly moving away.
It was an extremely short instant.
But Eun-jung didn’t miss it.
On a day when she had to seduce him, even such small things gave her courage.
A few days ago, when Tae-seok had told her to seduce Eun-su’s husband, Eun-jung had thought he was joking.
But he wasn’t.
The moment Tae-seok explained the detailed plan, she had nodded without the slightest resistance.
Surprisingly.
No, it wasn’t surprising anymore.
She was already that kind of woman.
She moved as Tae-seok wanted. She acted as Tae-seok suggested.
It didn’t feel strange or forced.
It felt natural.
What followed was worry.
Before, when Tae-seok told her to sleep with another man, she had simply done it.
But this time was different.
This time, she had to seduce him first.
Would a man fall for the seduction of a thirty-nine-year-old woman?
But the reactions she had received lately erased that doubt.
Her body that changed every time she looked in the mirror.
The stares on the street.
And the way Ki-chul had just looked at her.
That was enough.
The two sat facing each other on the sofa.
“So… what did you want to talk about, sister-in-law?”
“Actually… I was really surprised when I heard from Eun-su. About the divorce…”
Instead of answering right away, Eun-jung slowly tucked her hair behind her ear.
Her exposed neckline.
The delicate collarbone beneath it.
A perfectly calculated movement designed to draw his eyes there naturally.
“Did she… tell you why it came to this?”
“Yes. Not everything, but… roughly. Our Eun-su has always been a bit wild.”
Eun-jung looked at him with eyes full of pity.
“Sister-in-law… that’s not something you can just overlook. Do you know how much I’ve endured?”
“I’m sure you have… I understand. But… wouldn’t it be better if the two of you tried to work things out?”
“Our marriage is already over. If that’s what you called me here to say… I’ll be going.”
Ki-chul stood up.
“Still… you came all this way… it makes me sad if you leave like this…”
Eun-jung’s voice grew lower.
She didn’t stand up.
With her legs neatly together and her body tilted slightly to the side, she looked up at him.
Why does sister-in-law look so beautiful today?
Ki-chul’s footsteps stopped.
“You used to be really good to me back then.”
She spoke slowly.
“You’d ask me all sorts of things to look good to Eun-su… buy me drinks…”
As if recalling those days, a faint smile spread across her lips.
At those words, Ki-chul’s eyes wavered for a moment.
“Bringing up old stories like this is embarrassing…”
His face flickered between embarrassment and an expression that seemed to be desperately trying to ignore something.
Eun-jung stood right in front of him.
Close enough that her breasts nearly brushed his chest.
She tilted her head up slightly and looked at him.
“Back then… you liked me quite a bit, Ki-chul. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have helped me get together with my sister.”
“A lot has changed since then.”
“Every time Eun-su gave you a hard time, I’d buy you drinks… when you were dating, when you fought…”
“That’s true. I really… owe you a lot and feel sorry toward you, sister-in-law. Still…”
“How about a drink today?”
Eun-jung cut him off and lightly brushed his wrist.
Ki-chul remained silent for a moment. His eyes shook.
Between reason telling him he should leave and instinct wanting him to stay just a little longer.
He let out a small sigh.
“…Just one drink.”
A faint smile spread across Eun-jung’s lips.
That smile was one of satisfaction, and at the same time, a dangerous warning that said, Now it begins.
She led him back to the sofa.
This time, not across from her, but right beside her.
“Yes. Just one drink.”
