More Serious Than I Thought
I had never once betrayed my wife in my entire life.
I had never secretly arranged to meet another woman. I had never seen another woman behind her back. And if I ever had to meet someone alone—especially if it was a late work dinner involving drinks—I always made sure to contact her in advance to avoid any misunderstanding, sent proof-of-life photos during the evening, and came home as early as possible.
An affair? Paying for sex?
I had never even entertained the idea, not even as a joke.
That was why, even though I worked at an airline teeming with countless beautiful women, my wife Eun-ho trusted me without a single worry.
Only Min Seo-hye.
To me, who had lived with my heart locked tightly shut, that mixed-race beauty had boldly stepped forward, flung the door to my heart wide open, and my heart had been struck by a love that felt like a car crash...
That single secret had piled up and up until it led us to this point...
“Ahhng♥ Sung-won… your fingers… feel so good…♥”
Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined a situation where I would be plunging my fingers into the soaking wet pussy of a busty married woman and jerking off like this!
“Khup… hup… hngh…”
“Ah♥ Keep going♥ Come on♥ Sung-won, keep going♥”
Ji-soo was kneading her own breasts while cheering me on as I shoved my hand inside my soaked underwear, my face burning crimson.
This was the first time in my life I had ever masturbated while receiving encouragement.
And my other hand was buried deep inside her scorching hot cunt.
It was infuriating that I didn’t have a third hand to freely grope the vast sea of marshmallow-like breasts spread out before me—those pale, massive tits that kept changing shape endlessly under her own hands.
“Haa…♥ Come here♥ Help yourself…!”
“Ughh♥”
Ji-soo grabbed the back of my head with irresistible force and pulled me straight into the ocean of her breasts.
I drowned completely in that soft, squishy, obscenely erotic body.
Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap!
“Haaang♥”
“K-khhk…”
As if trying to cut off my breath entirely, she pressed my face even harder into her chest…
And just like that, the semen that refused to come out no matter how much I tried on my own exploded inside my underwear as easily as a lie.
It was almost comical how it fired off the moment she pushed the metaphorical button.
Soon my underwear grew sticky, and the sharp, musky scent of cum rose shamefully from beneath the blanket, stinging my nose.
“You’re hopeless…♥ You came so fast…♥”
Ji-soo smiled in the darkness, her teeth as white as her breasts.
Aaaah.
Even though those words crushed my pride as a man, why did my chest feel so deeply, profoundly satisfied?
* * *
I wanted to escape the bed immediately and erase the source of that smell, but Ji-soo insisted we stay like this just a little longer, so I froze in the exact position I had climaxed in.
“…Give me your hand♥”
“It’s covered in cum, it’s dirty…”
“It’s okay♥ I want to be dirtied by Sung-won’s semen♥”
That whispered voice sounded like the irresistible temptation of a devil.
Following her lead, I brought my cum-drenched hand to the breasts I had longed to touch so badly.
When I slipped my fingers into the deep cleavage created by her lying position, my hand disappeared completely, buried in soft titflesh.
“Ah…♥ Ah… it’s getting all over me♥ So warm… and sticky…♥”
Instinctively, my fingers wandered through the valley between her breasts.
Every secret corner of that hidden tit-cleft was sweet and lewd.
Each press drew out a delightful sound, and every thrust elicited a wet, yearning moan.
While I played with her breasts like they were an amusement park ride, Ji-soo’s tits became thoroughly coated with my semen, completely covered in the scent of a man.
“Ha, haaa…♥”
As if intoxicated by the smell of cum, Ji-soo’s eyes rolled back like she was on drugs, completely at the mercy of my touch.
And it wasn’t just my left hand that was ravaging her however I pleased.
My right hand was still buried inside her panties.
My middle finger, sunk all the way to the third knuckle, was practically throbbing inside her ridiculously wet pussy.
Her plump, elastic cunt felt like I was stirring thick, fatty pork—endless layers of flesh constantly squeezing my fingers. It felt so safe to play with that I ended up stirring her insides with total abandon.
I pumped back and forth, searched left and right, hunted for that mysterious sensitive spot beyond the unknown curves, even curled my fingers arbitrarily to scrape and rub against her inner walls.
“Ughk♥ Hup♥ Huooht♥ Uhh… ughk… Ah, hah♥ Haaat!”
Ji-soo reacted to every single movement of my fingers with the enthusiasm of someone playing an arcade game.
Was I actually attacking her properly?
Every time I pressed deep inside, her body would arch and convulse as if she’d been struck. It was almost pitiful.
Yet she never once told me to stop. That pathetic, helpless body of hers perfectly stimulated the sadistic urges hidden inside me.
“Heuk, huk… heuuugh… ugh…♥”
When I roughly rubbed her swollen clit with my thumb, Ji-soo let out a sound like her breath had been cut off and went completely limp.
Squiiiiiiish…
“Hu, huk…”
As if that had been the signal, her already overflowing pussy suddenly gushed a massive amount of love juice all at once, like a dam had burst.
The climax that soaked not just my fingers but my entire palm in a single moment was so copious that the word “squirted” was the only way to describe it.
“I-I’ve gotten everything wet…”
I tried to pull my hand out so I could remove her soaked bottoms, but Ji-soo suddenly grabbed my wrist.
“Just a little longer… like this…”
Her voice was urgent, breathless.
Those large, innocent-looking eyes stared at me, sunk into an abyss so deep I couldn’t even describe it. I found it impossible to refuse her request.
In the end, the two of us remained there, our underwear thoroughly soaked, both of us enveloped in the spreading scent of each other’s sexual fluids beneath the blanket.
* * *
So close that our noses were practically touching.
Even though the lights were off, after all the commotion we’d caused, our eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough to see everything.
Ji-soo’s body scent, the smell of semen, and even sharper—the piercing aroma of her pussy juice stabbing at my nose.
“Huu… huu…”
“Haa… haa…”
The sounds of our moans and breathing at such close range.
Breath, nose, saliva—every scent of desire mixed together.
“Sung-won…♥”
…And perhaps, the scent of love.
The two of us had fallen headfirst into the love cocktail that only a man and woman who have mixed their bodies can create.
This was the problem.
This was why sharing a blanket always led to disaster.
No matter how terrible a married couple’s fight had been, once they mixed their bodies under the covers, the walls around their hearts would melt away like snow…
Even with Ji-soo, who wasn’t my wife, once we shared a blanket and mixed our bodies…
I couldn’t help but feel like we had become husband and wife.
Ji-soo had her eyes closed, still savoring the afterglow of the intense mutual masturbation we had just shared.
I realized all over again just how incredibly long her eyelashes were.
“Your eyebrows look like they could catch snowflakes… they’re so full.”
“…You’re embarrassing me.”
Ji-soo lowered her head shyly.
Even so, there was nowhere for those lovely lashes to hide, so I raped them with my gaze as much as I wanted.
Not to mention the breasts my hand was still buried between.
“Your belly… is cute.”
“No… don’t touch my stomach…♥”
She really seemed to hate it; she grabbed my wrist with all her strength, but it wasn’t enough to pull my hand away.
I stroked her plump belly a little more mischievously, even poking into her deeply indented navel before finally letting go.
“I hate you… I’m ashamed of my belly pooch.”
“You’re not fat at all. Compared to those massive breasts, your waist is as slim as an ant’s.”
“Liar…♥”
It wasn’t a lie.
If her waist had been that slim with these breasts and hips, it would have honestly looked inhuman.
Ji-soo’s belly wasn’t really sticking out—it simply had the rich, womanly fat that was supposed to be there.
It was a magnificent waist that supported the glorious capital-S curve both above and below.
Moreover, knowing that this was the belly that had swelled to its limit while giving birth to a child made me feel like her body was even more impressively maintained.
“After giving birth to Eun-seo… I worked out really hard. I quit my job too… so I had plenty of time.”
She had mentioned she used to be a high school history teacher.
Most teachers would take maternity leave and then return to work, but the fact that she had quit entirely—was that because of the “shared wife” contract?
I decided I would ask about her story later.
Right now, my attention was focused lower…
On her smoothly protruding pubic mound.
“There’s… no hair.”
“Yes…”
It was true.
From her lower belly to her pubic mound, all the way to the pussy hole where my fingers were buried…
Not a single strand of hair existed.
“Is it… some kind of hair loss condition?”
“No…”
That meant she used to have hair.
I couldn’t believe it, so I pulled down her bottoms and panties to confirm the white plain with my own eyes.
If she had shaved, no matter how cleanly, there should have been tiny pores left behind.
When I stroked it with my thumb, there wasn’t even the slightest hint of stubble.
It was just as smooth as when I touched her breasts or belly.
This wasn’t “shaved.”
This was “permanently removed,” roots and all.
“I got permanent laser hair removal. It’s… my husbands’ preference.”
“Hus… bands…”
The air that had grown sweet between Ji-soo and me suddenly felt like it had caught fire and burned away.
Did all women who became “shared wives” have to shave their pubic hair completely?
Wait a second.
Then what about Eun-ho?
In the photo I saw earlier of her wearing the chastity belt, had there been any pubic hair visible?
Had it already been removed?
Wait—were they seriously going to permanently laser my wife’s pussy hair without even asking my opinion?
That was completely unacceptable!
But then I paused.
“Se-Seo-hye… didn’t have hers removed…”
Min Seo-hye’s pussy…
When I had seen it in France, there had definitely been a beautiful, shimmering golden pubic mound that perfectly matched her golden hair.
“Hehe…”
Ji-soo laughed silently.
Ah.
I see.
So that was it.
“They left the golden pubic hair because it’s so rare?”
“Huu… Men really are idiots…”
Ji-soo smiled brightly and kissed my frozen forehead.
