Chapter 257: Secretly_From_My_Husband.avi (3) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 257: Secretly_From_My_Husband.avi (3) [R-18]
A pleasant sound reached my ears.
The sound of Jeong-hee’s heart beating rapidly.
Her breathing slightly ragged, she asked me in a tone of disbelief.
“Right now… here?”
“Yes.”
Right now.
Right here.
Her eyes, full of hesitation, gave me the answer before she spoke.
“No.”
A refusal.
Well… I expected as much.
She couldn’t possibly suck another man’s cock with her husband less than ten meters away.
This wasn’t a matter of affection or love, but of common sense.
But I had no intention of backing down just yet.
Not until I’d stained her a little more with my color.
The plan was simple.
“Eung…”
I would relentlessly torment her body while she did the dishes.
Today’s meal had been a feast, so there were plenty of dishes. I had more than enough time.
You might ask how I could use my hands when I was supposed to be taking the dishes from her and rinsing them.
“Do-Do-jin, you…”
What do you mean, how?
I just had to use magic to automatically levitate the dishes Jeong-hee washed and rinse them in the water.
Isn’t this what people learn magic for?
“Shh. The Ajeossi might look this way.”
“Wa-Wait… No… Heut…!”
With both hands now free, I began to touch Jeong-hee’s body at will as she stood there washing dishes in her rubber gloves.
After having sex so many times, I knew exactly where to touch her to make her feel the most pleasure, the most excitement.
I slid my hand under her t-shirt, removing the first obstacle: her bra.
Before she could say a word, I immediately began to gently caress her breasts…
“Heup…”
A small moan escaped her tightly sealed lips.
But this wasn’t enough.
As I slowly massaged her breasts, a certain sign became noticeable.
“Ah, they’re hard.”
Her nipples, pushing out against the fabric of her shirt.
That was the first, undeniable proof that she was starting to get properly turned on.
“Do-Do-jin, stop now… okay? I’ll do it for you in a little bit…”
“I don’t want to.”
A leisurely session without any interruptions would be nice, sure.
But right now, this was turning me on more.
“Haaaah… Do-jin, please…”
Her plea wasn’t born from a dislike of my touch.
She was only trying to refuse because she knew what would happen to her if she let herself feel it.
Arousal eats away at a person’s reason.
Even when you know you shouldn’t, you can’t win against the urges of excitement that rise from the ashes of your crumbled rationality.
“Nnngh… Why… why are you doing this… hmm?”
Her voice was now tinged with tears, and I finally opened my mouth.
“I’m a little anxious.”
“A-Anxious about what… Haah…”
“That you might leave me.”
“Do-jin…”
My words were aimed directly at her overflowing maternal instincts.
But they weren’t a complete lie, either.
Originally, I’d been perfectly at ease.
I had asked our dear Miss Kim—Kim Ji-won, the one the Ajeossi was so smitten with—to make a move on him.
If the plan had worked, I could have separated that man from Jeong-hee without much effort, but a variable had emerged.
The huge variable of her appearance returning to what it once was.
And the result… hadn’t I just seen it with my own eyes?
The man who, just a moment ago, was debating whether or not to get a divorce was now acting cute, asking her to debone his fish for him.
“I got jealous when I heard him call you ‘darling’.”
“Th-That’s… Heung…!”
I gently tugged on the nipple I’d been teasing with my finger.
Not enough to hurt, just enough to send a pleasant thrill through her.
“And I got anxious seeing you two sitting side-by-side at the table.”
“Hah, hah… Haaahng…!”
As I spoke, I pressed my bulging crotch against her ass, grinding into her.
Making her feel with her own body just how hard I was, how much I was suffering.
With every movement, her breaths and moans grew louder.
Perhaps feeling a sense of crisis that we might get caught, her gloved hand frantically pulled the faucet handle up further.
Swoooosh—
The stream of water hitting the bottom of the sink grew stronger.
In response, I took another step forward.
I sent one hand down to her lower regions, which I had been neglecting until now.
“W-Wait, not there, really… Haut!?”
A gasp, louder than any sound she’d made so far, made her quickly clamp a hand over her own mouth.
She whipped her head around to check on her husband on the sofa, then let out a sigh of relief.
Because…
“Surprised?”
“You… you already knew, didn’t you?”
“Who knows.”
The Ajeossi, who had been sitting half-reclined on the sofa, had been unable to fight off the post-meal drowsiness and had fallen asleep.
“I can’t believe how much more mischievous you get as time goes on…”
A smile escaped my lips at her chiding remark, which sounded as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
Just a moment ago, she was on pins and needles, worried about being caught.
The mood was slightly broken.
But it wasn’t a bad situation.
If I pushed too hard, it would just feel like I was forcing her.
What I wanted from Jeong-hee wasn’t coercion, but her own voluntary actions.
“But what I said before was true.”
When I spoke with a straight face, her expression also grew serious.
“Were you… that anxious?”
I gave a very slight nod.
At that, she checked the sofa where her husband was sleeping one more time, then gently knelt down.
“Haaah… I really don’t know if this is the right thing to do.”
She muttered a complaint, though it was unclear if it was meant for me or for herself.
“Your cock… take it out.”
Finally, the signal of permission fell from her lips.
I immediately unzipped my pants and painstakingly pulled out my hardened cock. Watching this, Jeong-hee’s expression became even more erotic.
“……”
Maybe I should have just pulled my cock out from the start instead of running my mouth.
She carefully gauged the line of sight from the sofa where her husband lay, then settled herself below the sink and beckoned me over.
As I held my cock before her face, which was at the perfect height, the tip of her nose twitched slightly.
“Does it smell?”
“Yes, it does. It’s not a good smell… but it’s a smell that keeps making my body hot.”
“Oh… I see.”
I really should have just taken it out from the start.
“I’ll take care of it… so, Do-jin, you have to pretend you’re doing the dishes, okay?”
So that was why she chose the spot below the sink.
Even if she was out of sight, as long as I looked like I was doing the dishes, it would at least lessen the suspicion that we were doing something together.
“Hya…”
She was so against it, but once she made up her mind, she was really going for it.
While I was marveling at her, I felt her hot breath on my cock.
“Haup…”
A moment later, an electrifying pleasure shot up from the tip of my glans as she engulfed it.
“Ugh…!”
A pleasure fundamentally different from the countless blowjobs I’d received from her before shot down my spine.
This is seriously no joke…
“Tseup… Seup…♥”
Her movements were tentative as she kept just the head in her mouth.
The depth was shallow, but that didn’t mean the pleasure was any less.
If anything, all the sensation was focused on the head, making me feel like I was about to burst.
The blowjob itself was no different from usual.
Which meant… the surrounding situation was amplifying the pleasure.
“…Makes sense.”
I realized this was the perfect situation to enjoy the thrill of depravity.
Jeong-hee, diligently sucking my cock below the sink.
And the Ajeossi, sleeping on the sofa less than ten meters away.
The only things separating us were the dining table we had just eaten at and one open drawer.
It was a precarious and thrilling situation that could spiral into catastrophe the moment the Ajeossi woke up and came for a drink of water.
It was only natural that I’d feel such extreme pleasure.
“Tzreup… Tseup… Heup…♥”
Her movements gradually began to grow larger.
Judging by her completely relaxed expression, it seemed she was now more focused on the act itself than on the thought of getting caught.
Her tongue licked meticulously as her mouth took me in to my shaft.
“Haltjjak… Chuuup… Jjyu-reup…!”
Erotic noises seeped in between the sounds of water falling into the sink.
The suction grew stronger.
“Jjyu-reup… Nngh-beut… Nngh-heut…♥”
And with it, the sounds grew louder.
Just as they became loud enough for a sensitive Awakened Being to notice…
“Kuaaahm…! Aww, I dozed off for a second…”
“Nngh-bu-eut!?”
The Ajeossi woke up.
* * *
The sound of people talking from the TV.
And the continuous sound of running water from the kitchen had woken him from his light sleep.
“Kuaaahm…! Aww, I dozed off for a second…”
Still not fully awake, his hazy gaze turned toward the kitchen.
He was sure his wife and Kim Do-jin had been doing the dishes together before he fell asleep, but now, all he could see was Kim Do-jin.
“Ajeossi, you’re awake?”
“Oh, yeah… Hey, where’d Yu-jeong’s mom go?”
“Uh… yes, she said she was going to go suck something… no, buy something real quick.”
“Tsk… Is that so.”
As he exchanged a few words with Kim Do-jin, who was doing the dishes, Shin Hyo-seop sensed something strange.
“Do-jin, you… why is your voice trembling like that…?”
“Uh… me? It’s not trembling at all.”
“No, it is… It sounds like it’s trembling a little.”
“It probably just sounds that way because of the water. I’m perfectly fi—euk, fine.”
“I guess so.”
His voice was still trembling, and there were strange little hitches in his speech, but Shin Hyo-seop didn’t think much of it.
It would be weird to press the issue when the kid said he was fine.
While Shin Hyo-seop’s attention briefly shifted to the TV, Kim Do-jin looked down with a bitter smile.
He could see Seo Jeong-hee, her hand clutching her pounding heart, his cock still in her mouth.
Kim Do-jin pushed his hips forward, thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth.
“Eub-eub…!”
Startled, she tapped his thigh repeatedly. He conveyed his meaning with his lips.
‘Don’t stop.’
His lips had clearly formed those words.
In response, Seo Jeong-hee cautiously began to move her mouth again.
Just then, Kim Do-jin spoke to Shin Hyo-seop, who was watching TV.
“Ajeossi, there’s something I’m curious about.”
“What is it?”
Kim Do-jin looked down lovingly at Seo Jeong-hee sucking his cock and posed his question.
“Has Ajumma always been a good cook?”
“Cooking…? Oh yeah, she’s always been good. Not as good as now, but still.”
“I see.”
Her sharp gaze shot toward me.
A fierce glare that seemed to say, don’t talk to my husband anymore.
But Kim Do-jin paid her no mind and continued.
“You’re lucky, Ajeossi.”
“Lucky about what?”
“If Ajumma’s cooking has been good since way back, it means you’ve been eating delicious food like this for decades, right?”
“Well, I suppose so…”
“I want to get married early too, if I can find a woman who’s pretty and a good cook like Ajumma. What do you think, Ajeossi?”
“What… marriage?”
Shin Hyo-seop, who had been apathetically flicking through channels with the remote, reacted to the word “marriage.”
“Hey, Do-jin.”
“Eu… yes.”
Kim Do-jin answered in a trembling voice, feeling a strong suction that seemed to be protesting, telling him to stop talking.
Shin Hyo-seop’s heartfelt advice was delivered to him.
“This is some sincere advice from an old man… don’t ever get married early. Absolutely not.”
“Oh… really?”
“Yeah, kid. You better take my words to heart. Don’t go regretting it later, you punk.”
“Heuu… I understand.”
It was from that moment.
The movements of Seo Jeong-hee, who had been continuously sucking his cock, began to change, becoming incomparably more aggressive than before.