Worrying for My Wife
I waved my hand at Min-ah as she left for work, smiling.
She waved back cheerfully.
Her day had begun.
I started with laundry, then washed the dishes, and when time allowed, I tidied up the house.
That way I could focus on my work without a single distracting thought.
But today, even after finishing all the housework I had been putting off, nothing felt right in my hands.
My head was filled with nothing but Min-ah’s voice saying “Jagiya.”
It sounded like a hallucination.
“Huuu…”
I let out a small sigh and stood up from my chair.
No matter how long I splashed my face with cold water, my flushed cheeks refused to calm down.
“I should at least drink a cup of coffee.”
I headed to the kitchen, put water in the kettle, and fidgeted with my phone.
Should I call her… or send her a text?
I wanted to ask her.
Was she having fun with Hyung?
Or had she really been shaken a little by Gyeong-rok Hyung?
No, thinking that way was already suspecting her.
I had been the one who willingly sent her away in the first place.
Now acting jealous? How ridiculous.
“Aigoo…”
I had to work, but my mind was too tangled for me to do anything.
Was this netorare… or netorase?
I had started this without knowing anything.
I had a safe buffer in the form of Gyeong-rok Hyung, yet I still lacked the courage to go through with it myself.
Finally, I opened the internet search window and typed “netorare” and then “netorase” one after another.
After the adult verification, a flood of posts I was looking for appeared.
Chodaenam, gwanjeon, gangbang… words I would never have imagined.
“Hmm… It seems quite a few people watch it up close.”
I could guess why Gyeong-rok Hyung had warned me to “make up my mind firmly” at the beginning.
Because sex was involved, even a little scrolling down showed countless dangerous and disastrous cases.
STD tests were listed like a mandatory rite of passage.
I clicked my tongue lightly and poured coffee with boiling water, then sat back in front of the monitor.
Among all the posts, one title caught my eye.
[What happens when a netorase situation steals your wife’s heart completely.]
I swallowed the dry lump in my throat and read the article.
“At first the husband holds the reins, but the wife opens her eyes to another man’s leadership and begins to be eroded from her daily life.”
I scrolled down for a long time, but I couldn’t find the “perfectly safe answer” I was searching for.
Was the only answer really to trust her?
I had been the one to coax her into it, yet now I couldn’t trust her and felt anxious myself.
How pathetic.
Gyeong-rok Hyung was a trustworthy person…
Then what about Min-ah?
She was also trustworthy…
But why did a corner of my chest feel cold every time?
After work today, when Min-ah came home, I would have to ask her casually.
I thought I would only feel at ease after hearing her say through her own mouth, “I love only you, Opba.”
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“Miss Min-ah, you look tired.”
Gyeong-rok’s quiet voice broke the silence.
Min-ah flinched without realizing it and turned her head.
He was still staring straight ahead, wearing a faint smile.
The voice sounded like nothing but pure worry, without any coercion or persistence.
After everyone else had eaten lunch, Gyeong-rok called her to the car without anyone noticing.
“N-no, I’m fine, Team Leader.”
Min-ah answered hurriedly and smoothed her messy hair.
She said she was fine, but she wasn’t.
She had never felt so uncomfortable being alone with Min-woo at night before.
The trembling lips and eyes that couldn’t meet hers were still vividly imprinted on her chest, making it ache.
“Did you not sleep well last night?”
Even though Min-ah had answered, Gyeong-rok continued as if he had seen through her feelings.
He slowly turned his head and looked at her.
Gyeong-rok’s thumb gently stroked the back of her hand.
It was a tiny movement, but it made Min-ah’s heart start beating on its own.
In the narrow car, in the enclosed space, and with Gyeong-rok’s gaze staring at her right beside her.
Every part of this was a dangerous warning sign, and the warning bell in her head rang loudly.
Come to your senses, Seo Min-ah!
She covered her flushed cheeks with both hands and shook her head.
“Min-ah.”
He called her name again.
His voice was lower and softer than before.
Gyeong-rok held her hand and slowly leaned his upper body toward her.
Min-ah held her breath.
His face was getting closer.
She should have pushed him away.
But her body didn’t move, as if she already knew it was okay not to.
Gyeong-rok’s lips lightly touched hers and then separated.
A feather-light touch.
A cautious kiss as if tasting her.
Min-ah’s tightly closed lips parted on their own.
Without missing the gap, Gyeong-rok’s tongue gently slipped inside.
Surprise, confusion, and an unknown pleasure mixed together, turning her mind white.
“Ah… Team Leader, my lipstick is smearing….”
“When we’re alone, what did I tell you to call me?”
Min-ah, rolling only her eyes because she couldn’t meet his gaze, answered in a trembling voice.
“Jagiya…”
The kiss deepened and grew more intense.
Gyeong-rok’s one hand still held hers, while his other hand wrapped around the back of her neck.
The feeling of his fingers sliding gently through her hair made goosebumps rise all over her body.
Gyeong-rok’s skilled caress was a type she had never experienced before.
“Ahuuu….”
How much time had passed?
After the breath-stealing kiss ended, their lips finally parted.
Min-ah breathed heavily and rested her forehead on Gyeong-rok’s shoulder.
Her lips were glistening with smeared lipstick and saliva.
Above all, she feared facing the fact that she was enjoying this situation.
Min-ah leaned against Gyeong-rok’s shoulder, heart pounding so loudly she worried it might be heard by his ear.
I’m crazy… I really am… That’s why I’m trembling… excited… I like it.
The kiss a moment ago had not been simple.
It was a sweet and deadly current that shattered the dam of reason she had built with all her strength.
“Ha… ha… Jagiya…”
Min-ah’s voice trembled uncontrollably.
Even while repeating inside that she had gone crazy, she couldn’t stop.
Gyeong-rok’s fingers moved silently toward her blouse.
Pop, pop, pop.
Buttons came undone with the sound.
Soon the red bra was revealed, and Min-ah quickly closed her mouth again.
“For Min-woo, okay?”
“Y-yes, I know… But what if someone sees… I’m scared…”
Gyeong-rok reached into the open blouse and gently cupped her breast over the bra.
“Huaa… ha…”
Wherever his hand touched, warmth slowly spread.
His thumb slowly circled her nipple, and a thin moan slipped from Min-ah’s mouth on its own.
“Huaang… ha… aaah… No, outside…”
Min-ah looked around anxiously.
It was a parking lot not far from the company.
No one would find it strange even if someone saw them.
“It’s fine, Min-ah.
The windows are tinted, so no one can see.”
He lifted the bra slightly and brought his tongue to the erect nipple.
“Auuung… ha…”
His tongue gently wrapped around the nipple and licked.
Min-ah writhed all over, unable to do anything.
He said no one would see…
But the uneasy feeling didn’t disappear easily.
Still, she couldn’t push Gyeong-rok away.
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The excitement felt like pins and needles at the tips of her toes, craving pleasure.
Gyeong-rok put one nipple in his mouth while gently rolling and stimulating the other with his fingers.
The pleasure coming from both sides at the same time left Min-ah unable to think clearly.
She hugged his head and accepted the caress.
“Ahh… Team Leader… No… Jagiya… ha… hugh…”
She looked at him with trembling eyes.
He unbuckled his belt and said quietly.
“Min-ah, can you do it with your mouth?”
“H-here?”
Gyeong-rok didn’t answer.
Instead, he took Min-ah’s hand and slowly guided it toward his crotch.
When she felt the erection straining against his pants, Min-ah’s whole body flinched.
This is strange… Even though someone might see… I don’t mind…
Even though Gyeong-rok’s hand had let go, Min-ah’s hand was still stroking him.
She unbuttoned the small button on her panties, and his cock sprang out.
Min-ah lowered her head and looked at it, then looked at him.
His expression was serious.
It didn’t seem like he was joking or teasing.
“…I understand…”
Gyeong-rok leaned the driver’s seat back a little to make it more comfortable.
“If it’s uncomfortable, you don’t have to, but Min-ah, I wanted to show you that you made me like this.”
Gyeong-rok gently brushed her hair back and didn’t spare his praise.
His touch was closer to gentle comfort than dirty talk.
Very slowly, Min-ah moved her body as if she had decided.
Min-ah bent her waist, took a short breath, and carefully approached.