Catching My Wife's Outdoor Play – Part 1
I popped off the lid of the heat-sensitive pen and set it aside, then pressed the tip right below my wife's right collarbone.
Under the hollow of her breasts I wrote the words Breast Milk Storage Tank, drew a tiny mouse on her chest, made the nipple the mouse's nose, sketched whiskers across her areola, and added eyes and ears above it all. For the mermaid princess flaunting her breasts I named her Sex-Filled Cum-Guzzling Bitch and drew dripping cum flowing straight from the base of the cock tattoo between her breasts straight into that princess's mouth.
Having turned the mermaid into this lewd cum-guzzling bitch, I next brought the pen to her thighs. After debating what words could best get the delivery guy excited, I wrote Pregnancy-Ready Hairless Pussy on one inner thigh and drew an arrow pointing straight at her slit. On the other I wrote Fertility-Increasing Delivery and another arrow pointing the same way, then added the even more provocative phrases Cum Tank, Whore Pussy, and Big Dick for Free to make the invitation irresistible.
“How is it? Doesn’t it look good?”
“Hehehe~ You made your wife into a whore. Like it?”
My wife smiled with satisfaction and immediately fired back at me.
“It’s perfect. I want to see my wife treated like the whore she is.”
“Fufu~ Just wait a little longer. You’ll see it soon enough.”
My wife gave my cheek a quick peck, then met my eyes and flashed me that signature grin.
“When the delivery guy shows up, just act like you’re not here at all. Got it?”
“Yeah. Okay.”
I nodded without knowing exactly what she had planned.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Right at that moment, knocking echoed from the doorway.
“Delivery here!”
The jookbal-bossam set my wife had ordered had finally arrived. Of course, her real plan had nothing to do with the food…
“Shhh! Stay quiet over here. Understood?”
I nodded again. My wife threw a bathrobe on casually, deliberately leaving the shoulders and breasts loose and unbelted so the whole thing hung open.
The wide areolas and the Breast Milk Storage Tank writing were clearly visible, and between her parted breasts the veins of the cock tattoo stood out in full relief. Even with just a slight bend at the waist, the nipples and the mermaid princess waiting for all that cum would be on full display.
“Yes, I’m coming.”
She headed for the door, shoved my shoes into the shoe rack, quickly fixed her hair, and opened it.
Click~
The door swung wide. From the corner of the bed where I’d pulled the blanket over my head, I peeked through the vanity mirror opposite to watch everything unfold in front of the entrance.
“Oh my, look at my state. I’ll grab my wallet. Could you place it over here?”
The delivery man was a mid-forties guy, slim build. He glanced at her breasts once, looked momentarily flustered, then set the bags down right in front of the entrance.
Meanwhile my wife pulled her wallet from her handbag and started toward the door in a brisk walk. The loose belt she’d carelessly thrown over the robe slipped out of her fingers, letting the robe fall completely open.
“Oh? Sorry about that.”
She pretended to be startled and covered her chest with her hands, but she hadn’t actually intended to hide anything; the moment she tried, she shoved one side of the robe even wider open.
“Ai-yah, I’m sorry even more.”
He quickly bowed his head but immediately swept his eyes from her breasts all the way down to her thighs.
“Hehehe~ No, it’s my fault. Um… do I need to pay?”
She handed him the card with a bright smile. He looked up at her again.
“Oh, I’m sorry again.”
“Ah~ It’s fine. You look like a fatherly type, so it’s actually no problem at all. Do you think I’m a woman?”
Crack-crack-crack~ What a fox-like bitch… Her “temptress” skill is maxed out. If she were a young guy, she’d probably say “I look like a son.” Holy crap…
“Hehe~ Not at all. I was just worried you might feel uncomfortable… I’m sorry.”
“Oh, no~ I’m fine. Please make yourself at home.”
“T-Then… all right. Hehe~”
Beep-beep-beep~
The delivery guy followed her relaxed attitude and stood there, tilting his head politely while he swiped the card on the reader. He kept glancing at her body, his eyes darting around subtly, but she acted completely oblivious.
“Your husband must be really lucky. Coming all the way here for a woman as pretty as you. Hehe~ Here you go.”
He handed her the card.
“Eh~ No, I’m single right now.”
“What? Single…? Wait, why is such a pretty lady…”
She lowered her head and slid the card into her wallet. He kept nodding slightly, darting his eyes faster and faster across her body.
“Actually, I love exposing myself alone. I prepared a little surprise for you, and it’s great that a mature gentleman like you came. Young guys are kind of scary, you know… hehe~ How do I look? Is it okay?”
She had completely opened the robe. The delivery guy openly admired every inch of her body, from every angle.
Gulp~
The Adam’s apple in his throat bobbed hard. He slowly scanned her breasts, then paused again at her stomach and pussy.
“Hehe… the lady is into some kind of SM thing, right?”
When she heard his words, my wife’s face darkened. She quickly closed the robe, and he couldn’t hide his disappointment.
“Yes… actually, my husband was the master. Now we’re divorced and I’m left on my own. But how did you know?”
“Oh my, oh my… I see couples like this sometimes when I deliver. But a lady with so many tattoos and even graffiti like this? I’ve never seen it. Hehe~”
“Hehe~ Actually, I’ve never met anyone as mature as you before either.”
“Hehe~ Is there any chance I disappointed you?”
Within just two minutes of meeting, the atmosphere had completely changed from awkward to intimate.
“No~ It’s better than rude men. Showing myself so comfortably is actually my first time too. Oh, by the way, I took up way too much of your time. I’m so sorry. Last question—if that’s okay?”
“Of course. Ask anything you want.”
“I was thinking of going for a walk late at night… is there any nice place nearby?”
She smiled slyly and let one shoulder slip out of the robe at the same time. The delivery guy looked slightly unsure, then a knowing smirk tugged at his lips.
“Just keep walking straight left from here and you’ll reach the beach. There’s a rock shaped like a fairy there. No one goes there at night, so it’s perfect for a private walk. You can leave after one.”
He gave her the exact spot and time, speaking kindly.
Thud~
“Ah~ I see. Thank you so much. I’ll leave around one.”
She suddenly extended both hands and grabbed his firmly. It was almost as if she was saying, “I’ll be there at exactly that time—please come too.” The robe slipped open again once her hands fell away.
“Hah… hehe~ It’s late at night though, so be careful. If we meet a real big dick out there, it’ll be awkward since it’s free. Hehehe~”
He looked at the graffiti on her pussy and seemed to be sizing her up.
“Oh? That’s what I was hoping for. I like big things. Hehe~ Oh, right. What am I doing in front of a fatherly type like you? I’m so sorry. Hehe~”
She casually smacked his shoulder and openly flirted. The delivery guy looked completely enchanted. Of course… a young, pretty woman openly showing off her body and throwing herself at him—there aren’t many men who can resist…
“Enjoy your walk, and be safe. Stay safe too… hehe~”
“Thank you. Good night.”
He kept looking back at her even as he left the door, clearly reluctant, then slowly closed it behind him.
“Honey~ Let’s eat the jookbal~”
At her call I jumped out of bed and pulled my wife into my arms in one motion.
“You little brat. What’s your scheme?”
“Kikik~ Curious? You’ll find out if you keep watching exactly as I said~ First eat the meat~”
We drank a bottle of soju together and polished off the jookbal-bossam set. After we finished, I took the empty plates outside. My wife went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
A little later she came back and told me we should walk to the beach the delivery guy mentioned after midnight, but not to follow her—she wanted to be alone.
“What? What are you talking about? You’re going alone?”
“No, not exactly. I’ll be walking alone, so you pretend you don’t know me and follow from far away.”
“Huh? Why?”
“That guy from earlier. What do you think? Do you think he’ll come out?”
As I expected, my wife had sent the signal to meet him.
“From his reaction, I’m not sure, but… you think he’ll come out?”
“Fufu~ Watch and see. He’ll definitely come out. If he shows up, pretend you run to me first. Then I’ll call him or he’ll come help me. In that case, you run away. Hehehe~”
“Huh? Run away?”
“Yeah. Don’t disappear completely though. Keep watching secretly. When the situation arises… you know the rest.”
“What situation? I don’t get it.”
“Really?”
“Yes. What am I supposed to do?”
I really didn’t understand. Would he try to rape her and I’d have to rescue her? Or would I secretly watch her get wet during some erotic scenario and cheer her on? Or maybe I was supposed to join in…?
“Hmm… so that’s what you mean~ Then I’ll leave everything to your judgment. Hehehe~ Do as you like.”
She gave me that meaningful smile and told me to do what I wanted. I decided I’d figure it out the moment something happened.
Time passed quickly. By twelve-fifty my wife had changed into see-through panties and a sheer off-shoulder dress, wide-brimmed hat on her head, and stepped out. I followed at a safe distance.
With night fully fallen, there was no one on the beach except faint moonlight reflecting off the water.
I watched her walk toward the high rocks. When she got close, I spotted a silhouette moving between the rocks.
I quickened my pace, but by the time I caught up, I only managed to grab her wrist.
“Oh? Who are you?”
She played the role of pure surprise.
“Miss, did you come alone? Your back view is so inviting… want to play with me?”
“Oh, please don’t.”
She tried to pull away, but I held firm.
“Ah~ You came out dressed so sluttily just to play hard to get? I’m a real big dick, after all. I’ll let you go tonight.”
“Why are you doing this? Someone might hear.”
She kept trying to slip away. I refused and they wrestled. At that exact moment the delivery guy’s shadow slipped out from behind the rocks.
“Who’s there?”
I lowered my voice, but there was no mistaking it—it was the same delivery man.
“Dad? Dad, it’s me.”
When he approached, I let go of my wife’s wrist. She immediately ran to him and hugged him.
Cheek~!
I pretended to be disappointed, turned away, and walked far off. After a while I circled back to the high rocks. When I looked again, the two of them were sitting on a flat stone, my wife leaning against his shoulder, her head resting on his chest.