Wife's Rule Violation Part 2
Sungtae was seated between Yeonju and Minhee, and from his expression it was clear he was pretty drunk. The post's title read 'Club Husband's Friend.'
Under the post, countless comments asking if the affair with the husband's friend was real flooded in. Yeonju had replied with a calm denial that it wasn't cheating, and Sungtae himself had posted other photos where no skinship with her appeared at all.
I was curious how this had happened and read every single comment on the other posts from that day, but Sungtae's name no longer came up anywhere.
The other photos showed the man who had authenticated skinship with me that day. Yeonju had been posting screenshots of the photos she sent me to her own SNS. But there was more.
“Eh? What the hell is this?”
A photo I hadn't sent her appeared. Skinship with the guy from last Friday's authentication... but the level of explicitness was far higher than the ones she'd sent me. Mine had only been her hand on his shoulder or around his waist. Here, the man's hand had slipped inside her skirt and between her thighs, and the two of them were locked in a deep kiss.
I started scrolling through all the other posts. Every man who had authenticated skinship with me that day had their photos up, and every single one was more explicit than the ones she'd sent me. The men were pawing at her chest as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Some even undid the buttons of her top and reached inside.
Underneath those photos, crude and perverted comments poured in. The guys on SNS were demanding things like “show me your tits,” “let me touch them,” or “fuck me hard.” Yeonju was replying to each of those vulgar demands with teasing answers that sounded almost like she might actually do it, clearly enjoying the stimulation she was giving them.
Before I knew it, I couldn't stop staring at Yeonju's SNS. Instead of the betrayal of being cheated on, a strange, twisted excitement was building in my chest. I was starting to feel sympathy for the lewd sight of her and the men's shameless requests. The post had even gone all the way down to the first man she'd authenticated with me, and of course the photos were far more explicit than anything she'd sent me.
“Huh?”
Then a photo appeared that hit me harder than I expected.
Yeonju's red bra had ridden up into the V-neck. It looked like she'd sent the authentication right before this. But the man wasn't just groping her breast—he had pulled her entire breast out of the bra and was sucking on her nipple, drinking deeply. His other hand was inside her panties, and Yeonju had spread her legs wide open to make it easy for him to move.
Comments flooded in: “Today's jerk-off day? Let's go on live sex cam, sex authentication!” Yeonju even dropped a provocative message: “What position do you want?” The men demanded even filthier things—blowjobs in doggy style, squirt verification, the exact angle of penetration in missionary.
As their answer, Yeonju replied with “Authentication in 30 minutes ♡.” And when I checked the next post, the men had actually uploaded the exact photos they'd demanded.
The post's title was “Live Authentication for the Big Brothers.”
The first photo showed Yeonju covering her eyes with her palms while taking the man's cock into her mouth. The second had two fingers buried deep inside her spread-open pussy. The third showed Yeonju riding him, her pussy impaled on his cock. The last photo showed thick ropes of semen dripping right under her lips. Even though his face wasn't visible, it was obvious he'd flooded her mouth.
The comments were full of the men's shameless harassment—some even pitying her “poor husband,” others saying the husband would be thrilled to watch.
Shit... I felt a little pathetic, reaching into my pants while staring at Yeonju's lewd photos like the random strangers' comments. But the truth was I was getting turned on by secretly watching her, and maybe, just maybe, what I really wanted all along was Yeonju giving her body to another man and feeling real pleasure.
Knock knock.
Clang.
“What are you doing?”
“Uhh—!!!”
Minhee suddenly burst through my bedroom door.
I froze, hand still inside my pants, caught red-handed. For a second Minhee just stood there, stunned.
“Hehe~ hey! You watching porn? You think I'm not a real man? What? Let me see too.”
“Get out! If you're going to knock, you have to wait for an answer. What if I open the door and you're right there?!”
Minhee approached with a playful grin, climbed onto my bed, and I quickly turned off my phone and pulled my hand out of my pants.
“Hehehe~ sorry, I didn't mean to snoop. I didn't know you were jerking off. Hehehe~”
“It wasn't jerking off.”
“I know. I get it. Come on, let's go. I made something good.”
“You go first. I'll join you later.”
A weirdly awkward and embarrassing feeling washed over me. As if I really wanted to hide inside a mouse hole. Minhee glanced at my lower body, then smiled brightly as she stood up.
“Go clean up and come out.”
Shit...
Minhee left, and I slid my panties down, straightened myself out, and changed into my training clothes. It felt ridiculously embarrassing to be opening the door, but staying inside would only make it worse, so I stepped out.
The smell of something delicious filled the air. The table was set with grilled sausages, vegetables, and beer.
“Come on, sit.”
I sat across from Minhee.
“You made this?”
“Yeah, I wanted to have a drink with you.”
Minhee was smiling brightly. I was still embarrassed, but she was treating me as if nothing had happened.
“Did you see Yeonju jerk off too?”
Minhee poured beer into my glass with a teasing tone.
“What are you talking about? I wasn't jerking off.”
“Hehehe~ okay. But you did it before, right?”
“No.”
“Aha~ so this is the first time I've caught you? Hehehe~”
“No, seriously...! Don't tell anyone.”
Gulp gulp gulp~
Whether because of embarrassment or anger, I downed the entire glass of beer.
“I won't tell anyone. Ah~ good.”
Minhee picked up a sausage and fed it to me.
“How is it? Delicious?”
“Yeah, it's good.”
Minhee grinned and refilled my glass. For some reason I had a feeling there was a hidden motive behind her sudden friendliness.
“Sungtae, you know what? Yeonju might get a boyfriend.”
“What? Boyfriend? Who?”
Don't tell me it's that bastard Sungtae... I really hated him...
“The guy you met at the club a few weeks ago. He still keeps contacting her. Yeonju said she likes him.”
Who? Could it be one of the men I authenticated with her?”
“Who? Is it someone I know?”
“Hmm... yeah. It should be one of the guys Yeonju authenticated with. Around three weeks ago.”
Three weeks ago. That was the exact man from the photo I'd just seen. The first man Yeonju had authenticated with me, and the one who'd had sex with dozens of other women on her SNS.
“Yeonju... slept with that guy?”
Even though I already knew, I asked anyway out of doubt. Minhee's expression turned a little awkward, then she smiled again.
“Yeah... On the first day we met, we left together after only thirty minutes. Obviously.”
“I see.”
“This is a secret. Don't tell anyone.”
“...Got it. But they've been meeting since then?”
“Yeah, they talk a lot. Lately he's been coming to school to pick her up.”
I silently emptied my beer glass again.
“Sungtae, what are you going to do?”
Minhee refilled my glass and asked.
“About what?”
“Authentication. Sex.”
“......”
No words came to mind, so I just downed another beer.
“Want me to help?”
“What? You said you don't want to do sex at all.”
“Pffht~ hey, who said anything about having sex with you? Just want to fake authentication. How about it?”
“...How?”
“Hmm... just lying in bed together should be fine, right?”
It did seem believable. Just lying there without anything explicit would probably pass. But honestly, I wasn't sure I could go through with it.
“Not for free.”
“What?”
“Help me authenticate and you have to fulfill one of my wishes. Sound good?”
A trade...? Well, that made me feel a little better.
“Sure. You can be my informant from now on too.”
“Hehe~ okay. In exchange, one wish per authentication.”
“Okay, deal.”
We shook hands with serious expressions, like we were making a dark pact, and drank all five beers while exchanging stories. I told her about my secret love and watching over Yeonju all this time, and Minhee shared her own family troubles and the reason she had to live on her own after leaving home.
Minhee's situation felt oddly similar to Yeonju's. Her parents had divorced, and she'd had no choice but to live alone because her mother was remarrying. Yeonju had at least been like a sister to her at our house, but without anywhere else to turn, Minhee must have been even more helpless.
“Sungtae, you really must be having a tough time.”
I felt sorry for Minhee, but she looked at me with pity instead.
“I guess so. From what I see, Yeonju really thinks of you like a brother. Not like a man.”
“What do you think? If she knew I liked her, what do you think she'd do?”
“I'd probably think it over seriously. How can a brother suddenly become a lover? She'd probably try to break it off somehow.”
“I see.”
Minhee's words made sense. They'd grown up together, taking baths with their moms since childhood. It was impossible for her to suddenly see him as a man.
“But Yeonju's reaction would be different. Sungtae, you might actually die. Hehehe~”
“I think so too. I'd probably get beaten half to death at night and murdered. Kyakyakya~”
Finally spilling everything out made my heart feel lighter. Maybe Minhee and I could really be good friends.
“But what about the authentication?”
“Don't worry. I've got everything planned. Hehe~”
Minhee went into Yeonju's room, came back wearing Yeonju's off-shoulder blouse that left her shoulders completely bare.
“How's it? Pretty?”
“Oh, it suits you.”
“Thanks~ now take your clothes off too.”
“What?”
“Take off your top. You're a man, so you should show more skin.”
“Aha~”
I roughly understood Minhee's intention. She made me lie on the bed and pulled the blanket only up to my waist, leaving my upper body exposed. She herself lay face-down, blanket covering just her shoulders, and rested her head on my stomach.
“Here, take the photo.”
Minhee handed me her phone and told me to take the picture.
“With your phone?”
“Dumbass, it has to be my phone for it to be more convincing.”
“Oh, right. Okay.”
Click.
I took the photo as lewdly as possible. Anyone who saw it would think that if we pulled back the blanket, we'd be completely naked. With the message “Sungtae and Sex Authentication ♡” Minhee sent the photo to Yeonju.
What kind of reply would come? We waited with eager anticipation.
Ring~
The reply finally arrived. We opened the chat full of hope.
“Are you two fucking around?! What kind of frozen sex authentication is this?! Pull the blanket back! You bastards!”
Shit... We really had underestimated Yeonju.
“What kind of bitch is she?”
But strangely, Minhee looked more shocked than I did.