The New Wife Who Felt It
"Professor Yeon Jeong-ho... You know about him, right?"
The moment his words fell, Su-a's expression stiffened. Her body still responded to the stimulation he gave her, but her flustered expression was clearly visible on her face.
"Huh? That guy... How would you...?"
"I told you."
Yeonwoo thrust hard, driving his cock deep inside her.
As his shaft pierced her deepest spot, her body twisted and shuddered.
"Haaang..."
"The director of Hye-ra Art Gallery... I know him well..."
"Hmm... Yeah, right..."
Su-a answered like a moan.
"I also know a bit about that director's husband... Professor Yeon Jeong-hoon."
Her hands wrapped around Yeonwoo's back.
It seemed like a plea to stop talking about that person and focus on her.
"He's... a guy who's obsessed with women..."
"I don't know... Let's talk about that later... Right now, just focus on me."
At her words, Yeonwoo paused his movements.
"Why are you... Hurry up... Keep thrusting..."
"Did you... get screwed by that guy too, noona?"
"Wha... What are you talking about?"
The recent issue floating in her status window.
Yeonwoo confirmed through that information that Su-a was also connected to Professor Yeon.
And that connection was undoubtedly sexual.
Su-a was flustered as her shameful secret spilled out from the mouth of Yeonwoo, who was no different from a stranger she'd only recently met.
That reaction was transmitted directly to Yeonwoo's body.
"You're... Why suddenly... What... Nonsense..."
She stuttered, turning her face away.
Yeonwoo grabbed her face with his hand, turning it back to face him directly.
His eyes locked onto hers.
"I... know a lot about that professor. To be exact... I know exactly what kind of bastard he is."
Yeonwoo smiled slyly as he looked at Su-a.
Then he thrust hard into her pussy again.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
"He's not the type to leave a pretty, sexy woman like you alone..."
"Haaang... Honey... Stop... I... Don't want to talk about that. That guy is just..."
"Your husband's subordinate... A charming woman... There's no way that bastard didn't touch her."
"No...! It's not me... I never... Haaang!!!"
Before her words could finish, Yeonwoo moved his hips in a fierce, rapid rhythm.
His cock filled her pussy completely, thrusting deep each time.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Su-a couldn't continue speaking as pleasure overwhelmed her.
The shame from knowing he knew her most shameful, hidden past.
On the other hand, the physical pleasure from his large, hard cock burrowing into her pussy.
These two emotions collided and tangled, creating explosive tension inside her.
[Su-a: Emotion Value 80]
"Haaang!!! Yeonwoo... I... Again... Going..."
His glans repeatedly struck the entrance of her womb.
The impact seemed to shake her insides.
Her pussy tightened around his cock, wrapping it more firmly, and hot fluids sloshed between her pussy and his shaft.
"Ah, Mom!!! God... I... I..."
Her body arched like a bow, her toes curling.
Yeonwoo watched her writhe in pleasure and accelerated his movements one last time.
His hips moved back and forth faster than ever, his testicles slapping against her buttocks with a bouncy sound.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
At that moment,
Su-a's body convulsed violently.
Her pussy's movements matched her body's, squeezing his cock tightly.
Yeonwoo couldn't hold back anymore.
No, he didn't need to.
The intense movements in her pussy.
Her screams.
Her emotion value, already heightened from multiple orgasms.
Now, it was best to finish this sex by cumming inside her pussy.
He gripped her thighs tightly, thrusting his cock as deep as possible.
Then he poured hot semen violently into her pussy.
Squelch!
Squelch!
Squelch!
"Haaak!!! Honey... It's too hot!!! So good!!! Aaang~~"
The release was long and powerful.
The two lay tangled, panting and trembling.
Yeonwoo collapsed on top of her after emptying everything.
"Noona... That was really good... Really delicious."
"Honey, me too..."
For a while, they couldn't move, holding each other's bodies.
After a moment of silence...
Yeonwoo slowly raised his body.
Noticing this, Su-a hugged him tighter to keep him from getting up.
"Wait... Just a little longer... Can't you keep it in? I don't want you to pull out."
But Yeonwoo pushed her hands away and slipped out of her embrace.
His cock slid out of her body, pulling out a mixture of white semen and her juices.
The fluid dripped down her thighs and onto the table surface.
He looked down at Su-a lying on the table.
Her chest rose and fell heavily.
[Target: Han Su-a, Emotion Value: 86]
Yeonwoo checked her value and walked toward the sofa, sitting down as if surrendering his heavy body.
'Even after giving her so many situations and doing my best... 86. How did I get Hye-na to 90?'
Yeonwoo was curious about the functions that unlock after 90 in automatic mode.
But still...
He hadn't reached that stage with Su-a.
Looking at Su-a with a sense of regret and the tasks remaining ahead of him.
Su-a lay on the table for several minutes, catching her breath.
As her chest began to rise and fall in a steadier rhythm, she twisted her body on the table and sat up.
Picking up the tissue box on the table, she wiped away the juices that had dripped onto the table surface and her thighs.
Then she pulled down her skirt, which had ridden up to her waist.
She could feel Yeonwoo's gaze watching her, but she was afraid to meet his eyes.
Her dirty past...
How on earth did he know...
How much did he know...
She was curious but couldn't easily ask.
A long silence.
Su-a finally spoke first.
"Want some coffee?"
"Yeah..."
She prepared coffee in two mugs.
Then Su-a carried the coffee and slowly walked toward the sofa.
She set the cup down in front of Yeonwoo and sat beside him.
Su-a looked at Yeonwoo and cautiously brought up the topic.
"Earlier... What was that about?"
"Huh? What...?"
Yeonwoo lifted his cup to smell the coffee aroma, speaking vaguely.
"The Professor Yeon Jeong-ho thing..."
Su-a spoke, looking anxious but determined to find out.
Yeonwoo set his cup down and looked at her.
"Exactly what it sounds like."
"..."
Su-a bit her lips.
Yeonwoo continued.
"Actually... My girlfriend is being blackmailed by that bastard. Using his social influence... He's been abusing my girlfriend for a long time, and when she said she wouldn't meet him anymore, he's blackmailing her with videos."
"Ah...!"
A small scream escaped Su-a's lips.
Her face turned pale instantly.
It was a pattern she knew too well.
Right now...
It was exactly the same as her situation.
"So I looked into Professor Yeon Jeong-ho a lot..."
Yeonwoo continued slowly.
His gaze was fixed on Su-a's face.
"That bastard... He's abused women like this more than once or twice."
Su-a's breath quickened.
She looked up at Yeonwoo.
"Then... You don't know about me... You're just... Guessing and throwing it out there?"
Her voice trembled slightly at the question.
Yeonwoo paused for a moment, looking at her.
He knew she wouldn't believe that the status window's information told him.
And there was no need to insist on that fact.
Instead, he made up a reason she could accept.
"Yeah. It's a guess. But... I'm almost certain. A woman who looks as... delicious as you... That guy wouldn't have left you alone. From what I've found out... That's how it is."
At Yeonwoo's words, Su-a gave a bitter smile.
"I... Look that delicious to men?"
Su-a asked self-deprecatingly, looking at her body.
"Or... Do I look easy?"
"You're... Too charming. But... You don't look easy."
Yeonwoo answered honestly.
"Right... Yeah. I... Got treated almost the same as your girlfriend... By Professor Yeon..."
"Still? Even after getting married?"
Yeonwoo asked.
"..."
Su-a answered with a long silence.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Does your husband know?"
"No... If my husband knew... I'd just kill myself."
Su-a's tone rose.
"That's why that bastard plays with you however he wants, noona."
"I know. But... My husband can't. Absolutely... I don't want him to find out."
She set her coffee cup on the table.
Su-a's hands were still trembling.
"The more I know... The more I realize... He's a real bastard, that guy."
Su-a lifted her head.
"So... What are you planning to do?"
There was a faint hope in her voice.
That he might have some other plan...
"I'm... Thinking of a way."
Yeonwoo answered honestly.
Su-a's shoulders slumped slightly.
She gave a defeated, self-deprecating smile.
"As expected... You don't have any good ideas either. I guess... Dealing with someone like that... Isn't easy."
"But... I can solve it."
Yeonwoo continued.
He leaned forward.
"I'm looking for what that bastard fears the most."
"What he fears the most..."
Su-a murmured, lost in thought.
After a moment, she cautiously spoke.
"...That guy's dad?"
"Huh?"
Yeonwoo's eyebrows raised slightly.
"Dad?"
"Most of what that guy has... Comes from his father."
She paused for a moment, then continued with more confidence.
"And... There's so much he has to inherit in the future..."
Yeonwoo's eyes lit up.
"Hmm... Keep talking, please?"
"That guy... Thinks he's above everyone in the world. But..."
Su-a bit her lips, struggling to speak.
"Sometimes... When his father called, he seemed like a completely different person. From his tone of voice to his posture... He couldn't move. He was shaking like a leaf."
"That father... What kind of person is he?"
"In this field... He's like a god. Not just academia, but business and politics too."
"Really?"
"Yeah... In that world, he's a god, himself."
Su-a's eyes held a hint of fear.
"His wealth is enormous, and most of it is scattered through various foundations as donations, so it doesn't stand out to ordinary people... But if you look closely, it's as much as any chaebol family. When people call him 'that person,' they're so careful, almost religiously."
"I see..."
Yeonwoo murmured slowly.
His mind was quickly organizing future plans.
"He fears that so much... To inherit all that... I can use that..."
"Huh? How?"
Su-a leaned forward, asking.
Curiosity and doubt flickered in her eyes.
"Using their relationship."
"It won't be easy. That guy... Has a lot of affection for his son... Even knowing what kind of person his son is... Whenever his son gets into trouble, he always fixes it."
"Hmph... That kind of thing... Can be eliminated easily enough."
His voice was full of confidence.