Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Conquering My Friend's Sister-in-Law, Ji Suyeon – Complete
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Ji Suyeon felt wronged.
It was true that over the weekend, as a woman who had pledged her love, she had committed an unforgivable mistake.
It was also true that, seeing her husband's attempts to avoid spending the night with her, she had rationalized it by thinking of Jang Hyunwoo in that moment.
Still, she had tried her best.
'No matter... no matter how good it felt, that was cheating. I can't do that when I have Jeongho...'
For the entire week, even as thoughts of Jang Hyunwoo plagued her, she had fought not to betray her beloved husband.
So she had been a little more forward with him than usual, appealing to him more actively.
Please, please just hold me.
It might not make her writhe in pleasure like the sex with Jang Hyunwoo had, but if he held her out of love, she thought she could forget it all.
She could carry the guilt of her mistake for life and atone for it forever.
But.
Moon Jeongho did not hold her.
"I'm busy with work tomorrow too..."
Exhausted from fatigue.
The next day would be hectic, he said.
"Mm... Suyeon, honey. I don't need breakfast in the morning, just prep my clothes..."
He only demanded her duties as a wife.
This had gone on for years. She understood that working as a researcher at a major corporation left him so drained and busy every day that he could barely manage nights.
But after receiving Jang Hyunwoo's massage and spending the night together, the pleasure of that all-night sex had been etched into her body... and mere understanding no longer cut it.
'You say you love me... so why not even once...'
She had lost her mind and pounced on her husband's friend's little brother out of desperation, proof of how badly she craved intimacy.
Yet he couldn't even grant her that one time. It stung.
Then, on Friday night.
When she returned from buying ingredients for tomorrow's meals, she overheard Moon Jeongho on the phone in the bathroom, handling his business.
He didn't notice her return—or maybe he didn't care—leaving it on speaker without lowering his voice.
She ended up hearing it all.
"Gotta set it up right away tomorrow. Might need to stick around till Sunday to see results."
-Man, this is killing me. Every week?
"Project's in the final stretch, what can I do? Tell the wife it's all good at home."
-How's your sister-in-law holding up? Last time you mentioned...
"Worse now. She's been hinting lately, so I'm thinking of a duty defense battle soon. I'm dying of exhaustion... Sigh, but gotta do it."
-Listen to you whining. If your sister-in-law asks, shouldn't you drop to your knees and deliver? Duty defense battle? You're a workaholic, dude.
"You think I don't want to? Body just won't keep up when I'm this beat. Same for you, right? And this project's important."
-I'm the one fighting real defense battles. Must be nice. If my Yeji were half as hot as your sister-in-law, I'd push through work or whatever.
"Suyeon's pretty, yeah. Anyway, don't be late tomorrow. Keep Jehun and Minwoo in line. Once we arrive—"
─Trickle...
Hearing her husband so bluntly discuss their intimacy with a coworker, tears streamed from Ji Suyeon's eyes.
It hurt that he shared their private matters, but more shocking was treating bedroom duties like a chore.
Duty defense battle.
Ji Suyeon knew what it meant— she'd heard it on TV or online.
She just never imagined it applied to her.
It was heartbreaking. Her chest ached.
She fled to the living room bathroom and sobbed quietly.
'Sob... how... how could you...'
Her husband's daily whispers of love weren't lies. But work came before that love—it was fact.
That was unbearable.
As she cried, she picked up her phone.
Tears blurred the smartphone screen. Wiping it only smeared it more.
She stared at the message input for ages, hesitating.
She knew sending it would make her a certain kind of woman, with no excuses left.
But.
Was she doomed to keep begging a husband who casually tossed around "duty defense battle" with a laugh?
To live gratefully accepting his occasional pity hugs?
With far more years ahead than behind, could she endure it?
That thought moved her fingers. She messaged Jang Hyunwoo.
[Ji Suyeon: Can I get a massage tomorrow evening?]
No more hesitation.
And Saturday evening.
She met Jang Hyunwoo.
Seeing his face sparked a strange flutter and embarrassment. One corner of her heart burned hot.
She blurted something stupid.
"Last week... I wasn't in my right mind... so it was a mistake... it was a mistake, so..."
She'd given up on her husband and come to him instead.
She didn't want to seem like a cheap woman seducing other men whenever, despite having someone she loved.
Her familiar defenses made her spout dumb excuses.
But Jang Hyunwoo accepted it.
"Don't worry. I'll forget it all."
He said he knew it was a mistake too, and he'd forget.
He shouldn't have.
The massage that followed was, as expected, ecstatic and blissful.
Her body, rejected and disappointed by her husband, rejoiced at his hands and cock massage.
But... it wasn't quite sex.
Not like that night.
Never like that night.
And Hyunwoo's attitude stayed somehow distant.
He hadn't failed her, but the line he drew was clear.
It made sense.
'I... said it was just a mistake...'
She had called it a mistake, and he accepted it as such.
Still, since it was wrong with a married woman, drawing that line was right.
Yet her heart stung.
Rejected by her husband and coming here, only to be rejected by Hyunwoo too...
She didn't want that. So she appealed to him as best she could.
But.
Hyunwoo refused.
"It's getting late. They'll worry at home."
"Drive safe. Next slot's weekend—book if you want."
"I'm in exams, and prime times are booked. Sorry."
No openings.
Purely professional.
Grief welled up.
But she couldn't blame anyone.
'Always... I'm always such an idiot...'
She'd never voiced her true feelings. Cowardly, always hoping others would just get it.
Maybe if she'd been more direct with her husband, poured out her pain honestly, things would differ.
At least more nights together.
Same with Hyunwoo. No excuses. Don't dismiss it as a mistake.
Then the boy who'd held her all night last weekend wouldn't act like this.
Just one thing.
If only she'd been honest.
'I'm tired... now...'
But 28 years of bottling it up wouldn't change overnight.
She was a fool who only cried inwardly, knew nothing else.
So once more, she couldn't spit it out.
"Sob... sorry... no, nothing... I'm going... sorry for the weird... hic... show..."
As she turned to leave in tears.
─Grab!
Hyunwoo caught her.
Ji Suyeon's heart raced. Even now, she wished inwardly.
'Please say it... you want me... sob... say you want to hold me...'
If he wanted her first, said it, she'd be honest this time.
She could give this boy—her husband's friend's little brother—anything he desired.
She vowed it, yet hesitated like a fool.
"Mistake... sob... it was... but it wasn't a mistake... I... I wanted to..."
"So... Hyunwoo, you..."
To her, finally a bit honest.
"It's late—wanna crash here?"
"Till morning."
Hyunwoo asked if she wanted another night like before, even considering her cowardice.
"......Yeah."
To this gentle boy who craved her body—not a nuisance like her husband.
Ji Suyeon nodded gladly.
─Slam!
The front door shut.
Hyunwoo yanked her wrist, and she let him pull her without resistance.
─Squish...
Her breasts crushed against his body through her blouse, back in the arms of a man five years younger.
He gazed down at her. Serious eyes taking in her face.
His large hand cupped her cheek, thumb gently wiping tear tracks.
His face drew closer.
─Thump, thump, thump...
Her heart pounded like first falling for her husband—or stronger.
Ji Suyeon closed her eyes.
Tilted her head up, lips parting slightly.
Waiting demurely.
"Mmwah... smooch..."
Something soft pressed her lips.
Noses brushed, hot breaths mingled, kisses chaining.
"Chup... smooch... mmm..."
Lips sealed tight, his thick tongue parted hers, slipping inside.
She welcomed it eagerly, tongues clashing then entwining like snakes.
"Hnnng...♡"
Mid-deep kiss, impulse seized her; she gripped his shoulders.
He released her other wrist; she wrapped her arms around his neck.
─Squeeze...
Hyunwoo embraced her waist with one arm.
His other hand—
"Churrp... ah...! Hnng..."
─Grip! Knead, knead...
Seized her ass over her skirt, kneading freely like his own.
Not a brief lapse like last week—this other man kneading her ass... she didn't hate it.
She loved it.
That he wanted her like this.
Her womanly pride, shattered yesterday, fulfilled now.
And it was a first.
In Ji Suyeon's life, such sweet, thrilling kisses.
'......I'm happy.'
Just hugging and kissing, yet this bliss.
Truly... a first.
I went and did it.
Grabbed my friend's sister-in-law as she tried to leave crying, pulled her into my arms, and kissed her.
Suyeon-noona's arms wrapped my neck; I held her waist and groped her ass.
No sign of dislike. She moaned flirtily, tongue tangling stickier.
'Screw it.'
Things veered from my plan, but she came to me willingly— no harm.
She'd admitted last week's sex wasn't a mistake.
Nodded to staying till morning.
─Knead, knead...
Tasting her lips while kneading her ass over the tight skirt was exquisite.
I started the kiss, but her arms tightened, sucking my lips and tongue more aggressively.
No massage, no arousal booster item.
With this beautiful, busty married woman—insanely arousing.
'This the thrill of adultery?'
The sinful blaze consuming me defied words.
My cool send-off vibe vanished; once grabbed, desire raged.
─Shlick
More ass groping, then hiked her skirt up.
"Churrp... smooch..."
Expecting it? No flinch.
Just focused on kissing.
I freely groped her bare ass with panties.
Smooth panty feel.
Plush ass flesh.
─Squeeze...! Knead, knead... smack!
Hard grips, rough kneads, wrist-snap spanks.
Spreading cheeks with both hands, toying.
"Ah...! Ungh... chup..."
Suyeon-noona's face just flushed—no resistance.
Fully permitted.
More obedient than last week on arousal booster.
─Pat, pat
I pushed her tongue out to pause the kiss, patted her ass.
"Smooch... haaaah..."
She obeyed, stopping.
Cracked eyes hazy, hot breaths, noses and lips brushing, gazing.
Chilling—face of a woman craving me like last week. I pecked her wet upper lip.
"Muah, muah... Noona, dressed so pretty today just to show me?"
"Yeah... haven't worn this lately... wanted you to see..."
"Shocked when I first saw. Suits you perfect."
"R-really...? Should've said earlier..."
"How, with you rambling about mistakes? Could only say I was glad to see you."
"Sorry... I..."
"Anyway, last week was amazing, right?"
"......Yeah. It was good. Couldn't stop thinking."
Hot kissing, then random but mood-stoking talk.
─Knead, knead
My hands still on her ass; she wiggled happily.
"Noona, sexy panties too?"
"P-panties too... hnng... yeah..."
"Sexy ones? Can't tell just groping."
─Stroke, stroke...
"Haht... sexy... the kind for nights..."
"Wore that to a massage? To meet me?"
"...Yeah."
Black confirmed, but not details. Casual ask— she was honest.
Forcing honesty earlier helped.
"Wanna see your lingerie. Show me?"
"......"
─Nod
Prim married woman's face flushed lewdly, shy nod.
"To my room."
Arm around waist, to my room. First woman here, actually.
'First pussy massage, sex, room entry—all Suyeon-noona firsts.'
Felt more attachment than affection.
Anyway, entered with her. Bed, PC, closet—tiny room.
"This your... Hyunwoo's..."
She glanced around, smiling faintly—seemed pleased.
Sat her standing, me on bed edge.
Commanded boldly.
"Strip to lingerie. In front of me."
"Eep..."
Face crimson.
But nodded.
"...Yeah. I'll strip."
So obedient, sweet reply.
Started undressing.
─Zip...
Unhooked skirt side, zipper down.
Wide hips held it; she tugged it off.
─Thud
Dropped limp; black panties revealed lower half.
Then blouse buttons.
Pity inner blocked cleavage/bra, but hot anyway.
All unbuttoned, shed sheer blouse.
─Shlick... bounce!
Pulled inner up too.
Hidden huge tits emerged in sexy black bra.
"Whoa..."
Marvel. Perfect body, every time.
Milky skin topped by face-sized breasts, slim waist curve, wide hips, firm thighs, long legs.
Thin, small lace lingerie veiled seductively.
Way hotter than massage view.
"H-how's it... suit me...?"
Shy, but no hiding.
Arms cupped tits, stacked over belly to bare panties.
Appeal made me grin. I smiled 100% happy, patted knees.
"Sit here first. On my lap."