My Changing Wife - Secret Negotiation with the Wife's Boyfriend - Part 2
Kim Jihun's conditions were as follows. First, he stated that during the process of me training Yeonju as my bitch, I would assign her various missions. If Yeonju wanted to witness my transformation into his bitch, she should not interfere even if I suddenly wore overly exposing outfits or showed sexual actions. And at times, he might ask for help, so I should assist him when called. Well, even then, he said it would be almost at the level of mere observation.
Second, once Yeonju became my complete bitch slave, I should not interfere in any plays he conducted on her. When I asked him to give examples of what kind of play he would do, the guy listed SM play, for instance using electric tools, outdoor exposure and sex, public training, gangbang, golden shower, and various other plays.
Of course, I accepted his conditions. After all, becoming a bitch slave meant the body and mind had to be truly dominated, and no matter how well a young man like him knew women, he could not even touch the tip of Yeonju's toe when it came to sex. So I was certain that Yeonju would never become his slave.
Instead, I thought Yeonju might enjoy following his pranks and having fun to his liking. But that was all it would be, just a wife's indulgence, far from any mental domination. Therefore, when Yeonju allowed it, I told him I would permit anything.
The deal between my wife Yeonju and my husband Kim Jihun was sealed that way. The guy now had the obligation to report the progress to me in exchange for continuing to meet Yeonju, and I would enjoy the affairs between my cheating wife and her lover instead of ignoring them.
After the conversation ended, Kim Jihun headed to his workplace, and I drove to Seoul to drop off Minhee.
"Hey Taemin, are you surprisingly bold? Are you okay with Yeonju becoming a slave to some young guy?"
While driving, Minhee asked with a mischievous smile.
"Hu~ How was it for you? I saw he seemed to be secretly groping your breasts."
"Nothing much~ It's kinda cute."
"Yeah? Earlier it looked like he was massaging you hard too. Are you going to turn into his bitch first? Heehee~"
"Wait, what are you seeing me as? Those types are everywhere in the hostess bar~ Just think of it as briefly playing with him."
"Huhuhu~ What about you? You thought that? What do you think Yeonju would do?"
"Hmm~ Maybe she thinks like me? Haha~ Then you accepted those conditions thinking Yeonju would never turn over to Jihun?"
"Huh~ Of course."
"Still, from what I hear, Jihun seems like he'd really enjoy it with that girl hotly... Are you sure it's okay?"
"Hehehe~ I like it when Yeonju enjoys it with a young guy, and I get excited watching up to where she goes. Since we're both aroused, it's fine."
"Ah~ Really? But I want this chance for Yeonju to completely fall for Jihun."
"Eh? Why is that?"
Smack—
"So I can drive it however I want."
Minhee's hand climbed onto my pants, her long fingers unzipping the zipper, then slowly penetrating inward like a spider using its long legs.
"Hey, hey~ I'm driving."
"You only drive? I'll drive too. So pay attention, driver~"
Minhee's head slowly descended between my legs. Soon the swollen head of my rigid cock slipped out and was swallowed up by the warm, soft, moist cave.
"Uhng...!"
The thick, slippery tentacle of the monster wrapped around the mushroom-shaped head and slid over it once. As Minhee's tongue swept the thick underside of the cockhead with sticky fluid, a dizzy sensation spread through my lower body, and my legs nearly gave out.
Slurp~ Slurp~ Gulp~ Gulp~ Sluuuurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~
Minhee adjusted the tempo as if driving, sucking my cock relentlessly. I truly needed to stay focused on the road.
Screeech~
"Um...~"
Upon arriving in front of Minhee's house, I ejaculated mouthfuls of cum into her mouth as if lying. Minhee gripped the base of my cock and pushed it upward, sucking up every last drop of semen left in the urethra before slowly pulling her lips from the cockhead.
"Aaaaah~"
"Uhng! Why like this!"
Suddenly Minhee opened her mouth wide and pressed it against my face. Between her parted lips, a warm, thick cum flooded with her tongue white.
I turned my head sharply and quickly evaded her. Minhee, finding me evasive amusing, held her mouth to mine for a moment before closing it and gulping everything down.
"Call me again. If there's anything you need help with, anytime. Oh, right, you know this isn't free, don't you?"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll call again. Set the payment wherever you want. I'll pay it all at once."
Minhee laughed and went into her house, and when I returned home, I roughly summarized the deal with Kim Jihun. Indeed, I had no idea what shape Yeonju would show me next, and a faint excitement from anticipation still lingered in my chest.
Now all that remained was to wait. I imagined Yeonju transforming into Kim Jihun's bitch and eagerly awaited the contact.
And one month had passed since I began the deal with Kim Jihun.
Yeonju had been using work trips as excuses to go out or use dinner appointments to meet Kim Jihun, and I had been pretending not to notice while quietly watching.
The two seemed to meet about twice a week, and on weekdays they had no choice but short meetings, but the date always ended by heading to a motel.
Kim Jihun, as promised, would message Yeonju with details: what outfit she wore, where they went on the date, a brief summary. He would send a few photos of their sex along with details on the position, style, Yeonju's reactions, and his feelings, giving a fairly detailed and sincere review.
Throughout this, Yeonju kept to the late return time, remained faithful as usual at home with me, and thanks to that, their meetings and sex seemed to last only short times. The photos Kim Jihun sent showed nothing particularly special in sex photos, and the two seemed to enjoy sex that only released momentary lust rather than sharing various plays.
While Kim Jihun talked about turning Yeonju into his slave, the progress he reported to me lagged far behind what he had shown me, and just as I expected, Yeonju seemed only to be enjoying the cuckoldry and infidelity with her younger lover.
Honestly, because the relationship between the two was lukewarm unlike my expectations, I was gradually losing interest in Yeonju's affair, and I felt so frustrated that I almost wanted to tell her to end it by pretending she noticed the relationship with Kim Jihun.
But about a month after that, I received an unexpected call from Kim Jihun.
"Hello?"
『Yes, hyung. It's Kim Jihun.』
Our calls were usually via messenger or email, so receiving a phone call out of the blue surprised me.
"Long time no see. But why the call?"
『Ah~ It's not anything else, I called because I need a favor.』
"A favor? Ah~ Is it about those conditions? Tell me what it is."
『Then I'll explain. Actually, I want to speed up the progress with Yeonju, but this girl keeps pushing me away. Maybe she takes our family too seriously.』
I was aware of that part too. Yeonju, without special excuses, would rather not deceive me and avoid creating misunderstandings or suspicions in our couple's daily life, it felt like she kept some boundaries with the relationship with Kim Jihun.
"So what should I do to help?"
『It's nothing much. I want to spend time with Yeonju this weekend, so I'd like hyung to help make it possible for her to take a day off.』
"Help...? How should I help?"
『If hyung first takes the weekend off, Yeonju can go out without any burden.』
Ah, that's what he meant. That wasn't a problem.
"Hmm, I like it. Let's do that."
I readily accepted Kim Jihun's proposal. It was a simple request, and since I was already considering ending it at this point, I was giving him one last chance. If there was no real progress again, I'd just let it end.
『Ah, and one more favor, hyung. I want to use your house this weekend, so could you lend it to me?』
House? Does this guy mean our house?
"If you mean house, are you referring to ours?"
『Yes, that's right. The house where you and Yeonju live.』
His unexpected words left me briefly puzzled. There were plenty of good hotels or pensions for them to spend the night, so why borrow our house?
"Hmm... But can you tell me why you specifically want to borrow a house?"
『Hahaha~ From meeting married women over the years, I learned something. The moment a married woman brings a man into her own home, the walls completely crumble. If hyung just leaves the place empty, I'll somehow get Yeonju to come. To be frank, the moment I fuck her on hyung's bed, the game's over. Once that happens, Yeonju becoming my bitch slave is just a matter of time.』
Hearing Kim Jihun's words, a strange excitement rose again in my chest, and I wondered if Yeonju would really bring him to this house, our private space.
"I like it. Then let's do that. But if it succeeds, this time please send videos."
『Hahahaha~ As expected, hyung is bold. Good. I'll make my wife a full-fledged AV actress and send it. Don't be too shocked if my wife turns into a shameless bitch in heat. Hahaha~』
You brat, getting full of yourself.
When I accepted his proposal, Kim Jihun hung up satisfied. Since I was thinking of giving him one last chance anyway, there was no burden in my consent.
That day, Yeonju went out again, and I arrived home first after work. Then late in the evening, Yeonju came back and prepared a carefully cooked seafood fried rice for me, and I watched her back in an apron, patiently waiting for the cooking to finish.
It was ironic, yet I couldn't help getting a rising erection thinking that just moments ago the wife who had raised her big ass high to receive the younger lover's thick cock and rough thrusts was now swaying her hips to cook for me.
The deal had been struck. The wife I once thought could never be taken now stood ready to let another man claim her, all while still cooking dinner for me. The irony burned, but so did the dark thrill of knowing I had allowed it.