The Wife's Outing — Part 3
The body I had watched so many times belonged to my wife, yet seeing it again brought an entirely new sensation. My heart began to race a little faster, and my cock surged with blood flow, slowly lifting its head and stiffening until it stood proud.
By now reading the chat had become too much of a chore, so I scrolled straight down until a new photo appeared. When the record of nearly a month of messaging neared its end, the images became far more stimulating than before.
In the photo my wife lay naked on the bed with her legs spread wide in an M-shape. The man’s lower body was buried deep between her parted thighs.
The man used his thumb and forefinger to pull apart her outer labia, and between those swollen folds his shaft was clearly jammed tight, the head nestled deep inside her slit.
It seemed the athlete wanted to capture the exact moment his cock was buried inside my wife’s pussy.
『Oh my? Hey, delete that photo!』
The moment my wife saw the photo she sent a message ordering it deleted. I thought secretly that this proud wife of mine could never tolerate such a shameless image of herself.
『Hahaha, why~? It’s a commemorative photo of my cock planted in your pussy, honey.』
『Delete it! I came out looking so ugly! What is that~? My face is stretched all wide like an auntie’s chest! Damn!』
『Hehe, I like your disheveled look, honey? It makes you look like a horny bitch in heat, and that’s so fucking hot.』
I had misjudged her. I thought my married wife would never accept photos of her having an affair with another man, yet she was simply angry that she had come out looking so plain.
Upon viewing the photo again, my wife’s face—eyes closed, head turned sideways on the pillow—was stretched wide and ugly. Of course the camera had focused on her pussy and the lighting was dim, but her face still looked so plain that her pride must have been hurt.
『Then how about this one?』
The athlete sent another photo. This time her breasts and pussy were hidden, but the image was far more provocative. In it my wife was smiling brightly, her cock buried between her red lips while she stared straight at the camera with an obviously pretty expression.
Right after that the next photo appeared. The athlete’s shaft had risen above her face, and thick ropes of semen were being fired from his piss-hole directly onto her features. My wife had her eyes tightly shut in shock, yet thick white cum already dripped from her temples and between her eyebrows.
『How is it? Didn’t I come out looking pretty, honey?』
『The first one was pretty, but the second is a little too much. How did you manage to catch such a moment? Hahaha.』
『The second one has such a cute surprised face on you~ Hehe, your face covered in my cum looks so fucking adorable.』
『Is there any prettier?』
The man sent one more photo.
『How about this? Isn’t my wife too pretty? Hahaha.』
The third photo showed my wife making a V-sign with her hand toward the camera while smiling brightly. Yet her face was still drenched in thick semen, the sticky load now pouring down her entire face in rivulets. Her free hand gripped the athlete’s shaft while she stuck out her tongue to lap up every drop, squeezing the remaining cum from beneath his head onto her tongue.
『It is pretty, but it’s too lewd~』
『Haha, that’s just how horny bitches are. Your innocent face contrasted with this bitch-in-heat vibe makes me even harder. A~ Fuck, looking at these photos makes me want to shoot cum on your face again~ I want to fill your pussy with my cum too.』
『Hehe, big trouble. You’re not the one who’ll have to deal with the consequences~』
『Why would I take responsibility? Haha, just let my cum go into your pussy and your husband’s cum too~ What if the smell of night flowers comes from your pussy and we get caught?』
『You’ll never know, right? Even back when we first met and your cum was still inside my pussy, I got so excited and fucked you hard~』
『Really? What a shame. I should have filled your womb with my cum that day~ Can I shoot inside your pussy next time?』
『Huhu~ I’ll see about that. If your cock is pretty and good, maybe I’ll even let you~』
『Hahaha, you’re such a cock tease~ Got it. From now on I’ll be good~ Haha.』
Our couple still had no two-child plan. Even I, when not on safe days, preferred to pull out, yet my wife seemed to be offering the athlete the same indulgence a husband would give—except he was no husband, only a sportsman.
After that the two continued their sticky conversation, mostly sharing after-sex reviews or the athlete suggesting even more intense acts with my wife.
The athlete kept sending lewd messages to stoke her arousal, while my wife would pull back just enough to claim the final say when deciding when and where to meet or fuck.
Just like lovers, they captured every scene in photos and messaged each other to relive the pleasure. Then they would debate which kink to explore next.
And the intensity of the photos only rose to full AV levels.
There was the shot of the athlete gripping my wife’s peach-like ass as if he would crush it while pounding from behind, the intense tongue-kiss with tongues intertwined, and the cool piss-stream shooting from her pussy whenever he pulled out to shoot. After cumming the view was equally filthy: her pussy stretched wide open like a whale mouth, refusing to close, with thick ropes of cum still leaking from it.
I had forgotten I was even in an office. I had opened my zipper and pulled out my cock, staring at the plump pink cave of my wife’s pussy while furiously stroking myself.
The chat room had already scrolled all the way to the bottom. I saved the photos and kept jerking off while watching my wife’s lewd expression. Then the messenger alert flashed again. I opened my wife’s secret chat and found a video waiting.
『What are you doing, honey? Why aren’t you replying?』
I ignored his words and hit play.
Slap~ slap~ slap~
As soon as the video started, my wife’s big D-cup tits swung in wide circles, slapping together with every bounce while she rode the man in cowgirl position.
『Haa~ Answer me, you cock tease! I’m so fucking horny right now~ Your dick looks so sexy, fuck~』
『What are you doing? Busy? H… I want to tear your horny pussy apart.』
『Reply now or I’ll destroy your pussy. Before I flood your womb with cum, hurry up and answer.』
Since my wife didn’t reply, the horny athlete kept sending messages. His urgency was so similar to my own state that I suddenly craved her presence. I wanted to shove my cock down her throat and punch straight into her stomach.
In the end I came hard, painting thick ropes all over my cock while watching the video of my wife bouncing on another man’s cock, her massive tits jiggling wildly.
After I finished, I reached for a tissue to clean my tip. Then a thought hit me: “What if today…?” The athlete’s desperate messages and my wife’s insistence on eating dinner first clearly meant they were meeting today.
How could I find out for sure…?
Somehow restless, I wanted to see with my own eyes exactly where they were going and what they would do when they met.
“Is there no way?” I kept racking my brain until a bright idea flashed. My wife’s work phone was registered in my company name—my name.
I immediately went to the carrier’s website, opened the lost phone section, and activated location tracking on the phone registered under my name.
“It’s done!”
As soon as I could track my wife’s work phone, I stood up, grabbed my car keys, and headed to the parking lot. The location was in the Seoul suburbs. Since it wasn’t too far, I drove slowly and casually, letting myself approach my wife.
After roughly thirty minutes I reached her location. The signal pointed to a building directly ahead.
I parked near the building and stepped inside. On the first floor I found her in a café. Perfect—there was another café directly across the street.
My wife sat alone sipping coffee. A few minutes later she checked her phone, stood up, and moved toward the door. I hurried to follow, but she turned around and stepped back inside just as a man in a hospital gown entered beside her.
What the…?
I realized the building was a hospital. When had the professor been admitted? Had my wife come for a visit? I continued watching.
The man was in his mid-fifties, yet the hospital gown did nothing to hide his lively energy. My wife, on the other hand, wore an extremely short dress for a mere visit, and the two of them chatted with an intimate, flirty atmosphere.
He kept touching her hand and palm while pretending to read it.
My wife didn’t pull away, so it was clearly more than friendly.
『Eee~ He’s even gotten a tail from Professor Ahn. As expected of Hwang Yeonju~ Hahaha.』
Was it my imagination that my wife and the professor looked exactly like a bar hostess and her regular customer? It didn’t matter. Her business success continued, and I hadn’t seen her do anything truly wrong.
It was actually fortunate that I had met Yeonju. If it were me, how could I have seduced such a demanding old professor?
They chatted and touched for about thirty minutes, then the professor escorted my wife back into the hospital. I stayed outside watching.
Ten minutes later my wife returned to the café alone. She called someone and laughed non-stop, clearly thrilled.
Another thirty minutes and she returned to the hospital. This time I spotted her at the main entrance. A car had stopped right in front of her, and the driver was the professor.
No sound reached me, but he was clearly trying to get her into the car. She refused, giving him a disappointed look, then pouted with aegyo until he finally let her go.
Alone again, my wife stepped back into the café and made another call. Moments later a man appeared in front of her. When she looked up, her smile bloomed wide and bright.
The man my wife had called was none other than the athlete.