He's My Husband!
Then, with her petite frame, she came scurrying over and threw herself into my arms. "My husband! My husband! You worked so hard~! Was it tough?!"
"……."
The suggestion was strong, but even without it, she had always been an outgoing and affectionate senior. The synergy was obvious.
"My husband worked so hard~. I was making dinner, but it’ll take a bit longer. Want to shower first?"
"Senior?"
At the word "senior," her round, squirrel-like eyes snapped up to meet mine.
"Se~nior~? To your own wife?"
"Aren’t you getting a little too into this?"
"Hehe, of course. While we’re living together, I have to play the wife role properly. Right?"
Not yet. She still hadn’t fully shaken off the outside world. The longer this went on, the more she would internalize being my wife as absolute truth. I gave an awkward laugh.
"Haha… I’ll go wash up first. I smell like work."
"Okay~. I’ll get dinner ready! I’m the wife, after all!"
She was definitely immersed. But I had no intention of stopping here.
Shhh—! I finished showering quickly and immediately stacked the sixth floor.
"Senior, I found something fun. Let’s watch it together."
"Oh? What is it?"
She came running over from the folding table where she had been setting out dinner.
Fwoosh! One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Now at the sixth floor. From the third floor onward, implanting suggestions became almost effortless. At six floors, she would accept my commands without resistance.
I laid the foundation for pouring concrete on the sixth floor.
— Do you know what an orgasm is?
"……Yes……."
— Have you ever experienced an orgasm?
"……Yes……."
— Do you understand what an erection is?
"……Yes…I know…."
I smiled, though she couldn’t see it. Senior, I’ll help you sink even deeper.
The forms were ready. I poured the concrete.
— When he gets an erection, you will feel an orgasm.
"……Ah…ah…Yes……."
— While he is erect, you will experience the highest pleasure and orgasm.
"……When…he’s…erect……."
— That’s right. If you want to feel an orgasm, make him erect yourself.
"……If I want…to feel…an orgasm……."
Pleasure was more addictive than anything else. Pleasure that came so easily? It was addictive enough to destroy a person. Just by making me erect, she could reach climax. She might not have realized it yet, but while playing the wife, all she had to do was get her husband hard. And only my erection would trigger it.
— His erection brings you to climax.
"……Climax……."
— If he gets erect, you can feel the greatest orgasm.
"……Just…by making him…erect……."
Even without these suggestions, she would gradually sink deeper into the role. But that was only surface-level acting. Living together, sleeping together, eating together—that was it. What I wanted was different. I wanted her to know she was a married woman, to know she was only acting, and yet slowly corrupt because of the orgasms. That was the fun part. After all, she was the first resident of my village.
— Congratulations. Just by making your junior husband erect, you can feel an orgasm.
"……Thank…you……."
She probably didn’t even know what she was thanking me for. But that wasn’t my problem.
§
Okay, let’s think objectively. I’ve had a dream since I was young. But if I’m not careful, that dream could collapse. Yet I found a way to protect it! The only way left! It’s to stay at my junior’s house and check on the remodeling site every day! How’s that? Easy, right?
Unfortunately, my junior said he didn’t need money and felt uncomfortable. Probably because I’m a woman. Add being a married woman and his senior—I had every reason to make things awkward. Then I found a solution! I don’t know why the idea came to me, but the only thing that popped into my head was my husband and me. Exactly! Playing the role of his wife! Hmm. Why did that thought occur to me? Maybe because Do-yun is living alone? While acting as his wife, I could take care of him and treat him warmly. He’s my junior, after all. Even if there’s no real reason, I can just make one up, right? Either way, I get to protect my dream. That’s much simpler than watching it shatter. Don’t you think?
Even Woo-hyun agreed with me. Honestly, I’ve never dated anyone besides him… But it’s just acting. And I’ve never had feelings for another man while living with Woo-hyun either! That’s my confidence! A virtuous wife! Pure and faithful! It’s fun watching people envy us for marrying our childhood friend~.
"Yeah, Do-yun still seems uncomfortable around me~. So I’m working hard on the acting!"
When I told Woo-hyun, he said Do-yun was just being polite. That’s true. The kid is too formal. At this rate, he won’t even get a girlfriend, let alone get married. We only spent one semester together, but he was like that back then too.
"Take good care of him~. You were so worried on the first day, but after a few days you’re completely on Do-yun’s side. Well, it makes sense. Strangely, now that we’re apart, I understand my husband better. Woo-hyun must be really looking forward to that house too. So I’m trying to make Do-yun comfortable. This role is easier to sink into than I expected. I just have to treat him the way I treat my real husband."
Kim Ye-na — Dream, Romance, Future (100%)
Morning. I opened my sleepy eyes at the quiet alarm. Nothing much had changed from yesterday. Because I was playing the wife, I suggested we sleep together, but he stubbornly insisted on sleeping on the floor, saying it would be uncomfortable. Thanks to that, I got to sleep comfortably.
"Mmm… You’re up?"
"Haaam, yes. Sleep a little longer. I’ll get ready for work."
"Mm…"
As someone who loved sleeping in, I couldn’t get up. How did I ever go to work in the past? Ugh, I never want to go back to that. Working from home is the best.
"Should I make breakfast? I’m your wife, so I should at least do that much."
"No, it’s fine."
"……"
He refused again. "Haaam~. No, eat before you go. You’ll need the energy."
"It’ll be a hassle."
"It’s fine~."
I had to play the wife role properly. I forced my drowsy eyes open and got up. "Haaam~. What are you doing?"
"Ah, no… Senior, you were sleeping so soundly yesterday… Why did you get up today?"
He looked flustered under the blanket. A mischievous urge suddenly struck me.
"Hehe~, what’s this, what’s this? So you’re a man too, Do-yun?"
I already knew, but I asked teasingly anyway. "As your wife, I should check how healthy my husband is, right~?"
While speaking, I reached out and yanked the blanket away. He might get angry, but I did it so this stiff junior could loosen up a little.
Flutter! "Ah, Senior!"
Do-yun shot up, clearly annoyed—and so did something else. "Ah…"
I already knew, so I had played the prank, but the moment I saw the prominent bulge pushing against his underwear, my body reacted. Something rose inside me. I had only looked. I had only registered with my eyes that he was standing there.
"Hnn…!"
Why? I couldn’t even hold onto the question. My body trembled violently. Why? Why? The question was instantly swallowed by an overwhelming, forced pleasure. "Huuuung……."
I quickly pressed my legs together and covered myself with the blanket. Then I looked up at Do-yun with teary eyes, as if I were about to cry. "……"
Down there was wet. I could feel it without checking. At the same time, my vision went white. "……!"
The more I bit my lower lip and tried to endure, the more vividly the orgasm toyed with me. Just… from looking? How was that possible…? Rational questions couldn’t survive in this irrational world.
"What’s wrong, Senior?"
"……Huh? Mm…!"
My eyes went back to that spot. His underwear was tented like a pole. An erection. Blood rushing to a man’s genitals, making it hard and large. At thirty, I obviously knew what it was. But… just seeing it could make me feel this way? "Hnnng…! I-I’m fine. G-Go wash up…"
"……You look like you’re in pain. Are you okay?"
Do-yun stepped closer. Ah. If he did that— My shoulders trembled again like a leaf. I squeezed my legs tighter, desperately trying to hold on. "Haa…! Go wash up already!"
"Ah, okay. Yes."
I lowered my head and shouted. How could I let him see me like this! I was only playing the wife! And he’s my junior! How was I supposed to explain that just looking made me come?! I hadn’t even seen it directly. "Haa… haa…"
My face flushed as I finally caught my breath. The moment Do-yun went into the bathroom, the tension snapped. Drip— "Ah…"
Once the tension broke, everything I had been holding back flowed out. "This… doesn’t make sense."
I knew this sensation. It was the same orgasm I felt with Woo-hyun when the timing and mood were perfect—when my whole body went weak and I didn’t want to think or move, just lie down. I felt that just from seeing his erection over his underwear? "A lie…"
There was no way.
§
"Damn, this is hilarious. ‘Just from looking, she comes?’ I put it in myself, but it’s seriously perverted. Still, the reason for the suggestion is simple. ‘Try to endure it.’"
Mental love versus physical love. Which one was stronger? Honestly, I was curious. Plus, it would make her sink even deeper into the role. I was looking forward to what came next.
§
"……"
The afterglow from the morning wouldn’t fade. Even while contacting the construction company to set the schedule, thoughts of this morning kept coming back. After finally finishing the contract, I got in the car and muttered to myself. "Maybe it built up because we haven’t done it?" But we had done it just a few days ago with my husband. "Haa…"
Or was it because I had only ever been with one man my whole life and suddenly had to live with another? The more confused my head became, the wider the gap opened, and the suggestion seeped deeper into that gap. "Right. It must have built up because we haven’t done it in a few days."
If it wasn’t that, there was no explanation. When people faced something they couldn’t understand, they attached the most plausible reason and rationalized it. Ye-na was no different. That flimsy thought was quickly shattered.
6:45 PM. Ding-dong. "Senior, I’m home~." "Mm~, you worked hard, husband~."
Once my mind calmed, I slipped back into the act. "I’ll shower and eat first." "Okay~."
She was still calling me senior, but compared to how shocked she had been at the beginning, this was huge progress. Clatter. After washing up and eating, I glanced at Do-yun. No matter how hard I tried to forget, the intense afterglow from the morning wouldn’t leave my head. "Senior, do you have something to say? You can speak comfortably. If you need anything, I’ll get it for you."
His eyes showed he had no idea what I was thinking. …That was only natural. What kind of woman would orgasm just from seeing an erection? Even I thought it was insane. "No, it’s nothing." "Really? Ah, what did Woo-hyun senior say? Is he okay with it?" "Mm~, he said it’s fine~."
I poked at my food with my chopsticks while answering. After finishing dinner and washing the dishes, I turned around to see Do-yun spreading a blanket on the floor. "……Do-yun." "Yes?"
His eyes were so pure, like he really didn’t know anything. Do-yun was genuinely helping us, but weren’t Woo-hyun and I being too shameless? This was our dream, not his. "We’re not being a burden, are we?" "Of course not. You’re my seniors. We should help each other. There might come a time when I need help from you too."
His words were sincere. I felt guilty for no reason. "Are you okay with me playing the wife role?" "……Honestly, I feel bad about that part."
The kid was too kind. There was an age gap, and he had gone straight into the military, so we never got close. "I should have gotten close to you earlier." That was the truth. "Nah, it’s fine now that we’ve met."
"……"
Do-yun finished laying out the blanket and lay down, looking at his phone. "Do-yun, Do-yun." I crouched in front of him. "……?"
He looked up, puzzled. I looked down at him and spoke. "You said you’d play the wife role, right?" I couldn’t keep feeling sorry. At first, both Woo-hyun and I thought it would be simple. Just laundry, cleaning, dishes, cooking—that would be enough. That was how most people would think if they only considered the surface. But real married couples weren’t like that. After work, holding hands and going out for a can of beer in front of the convenience store. Sometimes arguing because of snoring. Sharing every little thing in daily life—that was what being a couple was. That’s how it had been living with Woo-hyun. And those small things piled up into a single lump called "happiness."
"Woo-hyun and I are serious." My casual feelings gradually turned sincere. "I’m really grateful, so I want to play the wife role for you, Do-yun." It started because I was afraid the dream would collapse, but after just two days, my thoughts had changed. "If you keep acting like this, we’ll just keep feeling guilty." "Still……" "No ‘still.’"
Like I used to with my juniors at school, I looked him straight in the eye and spoke firmly. "If we’re going to do it, we have to do it properly." "……"
I held his cheeks. "Say it clearly now. Either accept me as your wife, or I’ll go stay at a motel right now." Do-yun’s eyes wavered. "I’ll give you five seconds. Five, four, three……" "I-I’ll do it. I’ll do it."
Unable to resist, Do-yun sat up and answered. "Good. Then what am I instead of ‘senior’?" "Wife?"
Only then did I smile in satisfaction. "You’re doing well~. So good at it~." "……That." Do-yun scratched the back of his head, hesitating. "Couples share everything. Speak comfortably."
I looked at him with a satisfied face and a triumphant smile as he hesitated. "Ye-na……" Pfft. Look at him switching to casual speech right away~. Our junior was pretty cute. "I’m hard." "Huh? What is?"
He was already standing. He slowly pulled down his pants right in front of me while I was crouched. "Ah…"
This morning’s reaction hadn’t been an illusion. Twitch! "Wait a second…!" I hadn’t expected this! Was there really something wrong with my body? He had only gotten erect! "Is it okay to play this kind of prank on my wife?" Do-yun’s voice came through hazily. "Mm…! O-Of course…! Hnn…! Do it…!"
In the morning I had only seen it over his underwear, but now…… Right in front of my eyes stood a thick, hard pillar. The veins running along it were strangely masculine. "W-Wait…! Ah…!" I must be crazy! Why is my body like this…! My body trembled violently. Still crouched, I reached climax, soaking my pajamas and underwear in an instant. Splash—! Even more embarrassing was that it wasn’t enough—I squirted.