Chapter 61
Chapter 61
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Netorase Play
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Jeong Hyeon-jae sat alone in the dimly lit living room.
He kept repeating to himself, over and over, whether this was truly the right thing to do.
Allowing his wife to engage in simulated sex with a stranger—and going even further by recording that depraved act.
If his acquaintances found out, they would point fingers at him and shower him with all sorts of condemnation.
Even if it was just pretending to have sex, they would fiercely denounce him for making his wife do such vulgar, lewd things.
"....."
But Jeong Hyeon-jae was excited.
He felt a powerful arousal, strong enough to make that part of him—which hadn't stood erect in years—swell massively.
It felt like he had opened Pandora's box, something that should never have been touched.
He had never dreamed he harbored such tendencies.
"Hoo..."
Jeong Hyeon-jae let out a long sigh.
He was so anxious and uneasy that he lit up a cigarette after more than ten years of quitting.
Right now, his wife was heading off to embrace another man.
'Then I'll be off...'
'Uh... yeah, send a photo when you arrive.'
'Okay.'
The last brief exchange with his wife.
It had been over twenty minutes since she left, so considering the distance, the photo should be arriving any moment now.
"Hoo... damn it."
Nicotine smoke stretched out long like a winter sigh.
Jeong Hyeon-jae chain-smoked out of his restless anxiety.
Cigarette butts were piling up in the ashtray.
-Vrrr~
That was when it happened.
His phone vibrated with the KakaoTalk notification chime.
Jeong Hyeon-jae hurriedly pulled out his phone and checked his wife's message.
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Honey. Met the subscriber. Attaching a photo.]
Soon, an image file from his wife arrived.
Jeong Hyeon-jae tapped it to enlarge.
The photo showed a man who looked to be in his mid-thirties, with his wife pressed affectionately against him.
The subscriber had one arm around his wife's waist, and she was smiling softly, her head resting on his shoulder.
"Kuh..."
Something surged up bitterly in his chest.
At the same time, the veins in his cock began to bulge.
Jeong Hyeon-jae quickly replied to his wife.
[Me: Wrap it up within an hour. Keep in touch often.]
-Vrrr~
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Okay. Setting up the tripod now. Will send more soon.]
[Me: Got it.]
".....Pha-."
The breath he'd been holding burst out.
Jeong Hyeon-jae turned off his phone and paced the living room.
He roamed the spacious room like a news ticker, desperately hoping for his wife's photos to arrive even a minute sooner.
-Vrrr~
The next message came ten minutes later.
Jeong Hyeon-jae snatched up his phone and checked the image file his wife had sent.
".....!"
A shocking sight of his wife.
Jeong Hyeon-jae's head spun.
There was his refined, upright wife, demurely kneeling before a stranger.
The man had stripped off his shirt and pulled down his pants, wearing only bulging underwear that strained at the groin.
His wife was kissing the protruding tip of his glans through the fabric.
-Vrrr~
Before the shock could fade, another message arrived.
This time, it was an audio file.
Jeong Hyeon-jae plugged earbuds into both ears and played it.
The stranger's voice came through.
Challenge Mom.
His wife's Nurtube name.
His wife replied.
His wife's voice dripped with moans.
Jeong Hyeon-jae undid one shirt button.
The wife so adeptly controlling the man felt unfamiliar.
-Rustle.
The sound of clothes being removed.
The stranger's rough, excited breathing accompanied it.
He began making various demands of his wife.
Squelching, wet sounds filled his ears.
Jeong Hyeon-jae looked back at the photo his wife had sent.
Gazing at his wife kissing the bulging underwear, he zoomed in on the stranger's nipples.
They glistened as if coated in saliva.
"Kruuuuh...!"
Rage boiled up within him.
At the same time, his cock began to throb explosively erect.
It was the first such intense erection in years.
The audio file ended there.
Jeong Hyeon-jae pulled out his earbuds and resumed pacing the living room anxiously.
But that did nothing to calm his mind.
If anything, all sorts of lewd fantasies began tormenting his head.
Jeong Hyeon-jae waited desperately for his wife's messages, his underwear soaked with precum.
-Vrrr~
His wife's message arrived just a few minutes later.
This one was shocking too.
The stranger was completely naked, cock standing rigid, his face buried in his wife's skirt.
His wife had removed her top and was kneading her own breasts.
Her expression was flushed with the look of a slutty bitch in heat.
-Vrrr~
And matching the photo, another audio message followed.
Jeong Hyeon-jae plugged in his earbuds and hit play immediately.
Sounds of movement on the bed began.
Having seen the photo already, he could picture it from the audio alone.
The stranger crawling on all fours, lifting his wife's skirt, burying his face in her crotch.
Then, he sniffed.
He started shamelessly doing the lewd act that even Jeong Hyeon-jae himself had never done.
The stranger inhaled deeply, sniffing repeatedly.
Soon, sticky licking sounds began.
The stranger was licking his wife's panties.
His wife's moan.
Excited by her reaction, the stranger flicked his tongue faster.
Sticky, squelching saliva sounds leaked endlessly from both earbuds.
-Rustle. The sound of panties sliding down.
For over ten seconds, only the man's heightened breathing filled the audio.
He seemed lost in admiring his wife's pussy.
His wife's pussy was pristine.
She had shaved it all off in advance for a recent bikini shoot.
Now the guy was demanding even weirder things.
Jeong Hyeon-jae's throat tightened.
The request to inspect his wife's anus closely stirred a strange sense of depravity.
Something welled up in his chest.
Soon, the sound of flesh meeting flesh.
His wife's moans and the man's rough breathing poured from both earbuds.
Finally, the man spoke.
The man blew hot breath onto his wife's anus.
His wife's moans started at the sudden action.
He kept blowing, then let out a creepy laugh.
-Crackle.
Suddenly, the audio cut off.
It wasn't at a natural stopping point, ending abruptly mid-context, which left him flustered.
For some reason, the stranger's last words stuck in his mind.
'I just want to put it in once.'
"No way."
Jeong Hyeon-jae muttered as he began pacing the living room again.
He had clearly instructed his wife no penetration or kissing, yet the file ended like this.
She wasn't secretly letting him insert, was she?
Taking that stranger's cock deep inside, moaning lewdly as they fucked?
Fuck, that's not allowed.
"Why isn't she replying!"
Jeong Hyeon-jae bellowed.
No reply after the second message, cold sweat broke out, his chest tightening.
What the hell were they doing that she couldn't reply?
-Vrrr~
Finally, the awaited message arrived.
Jeong Hyeon-jae hurriedly checked his phone.
"—!!!"
Horror etched on his face.
The photo was a close-up of his wife's pussy.
It gripped the stranger's cock.
Her anus, moistened by his breath, was visible in detail.
"St-Stop right now. Fuck. This is...!"
-Vrrr~
Another message arrived then.
This photo showed his wife's back fully.
She wasn't impaled on the stranger's cock—it was a realistic dildo resembling a real dick.
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Lol, you freaked out, right? No real insertion, don't worry.]
Jeong Hyeon-jae sighed in relief.
His trembling hands typed a reply.
[Me: Good. When are you coming home? I want to fuck you so bad.]
Right now, Jeong Hyeon-jae's cock was harder than ever.
Even before his erectile dysfunction, it had never stood so rigidly upward.
He wanted to ravage his wife more than ever.
-Vrrr~
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Okay ♥ I want to fuck you too when I get back. But hold on a bit~ Promised to milk one load from the guest.]
.....Milk one load.
Jeong Hyeon-jae felt dizzy at his wife's crude phrasing.
Didn't it sound just like a whore talking to a john?
Was this part of the play, or had his wife truly changed?
"Damn it!"
Jeong Hyeon-jae spat the curse like a shout.
He unclenched his fist, crushed as if it might shatter, and began unbuckling his belt.
Confronting his previously unknown sexual wall, he could no longer hold back the eruption of desire.
He wanted to release this filthy lust brewing in his chest and cock as soon as possible.
"Haa... Haa... Haa..."
With that, he began masturbating.
Staring with bloodshot eyes at the photos from his wife, he jerked furiously.
Climax came quickly.
'Making such a slutty face! She's never shown that expression to me!'
The sight of his unfamiliar wife with a lascivious, seductive expression.
It was maddening.
He'd spent a lifetime with her, yet the photo's natural look made him doubt those years weren't a lie.
Maybe she was born a cheap bitch after all.
-Vrrr~
Another photo arrived then.
Jeong Hyeon-jae immediately checked the new fap material.
His cock surged harder!
"....."
A photo dripping with raw lewdness, leaving him speechless.
His wife grinned widely, hands raised in a V-sign above her head.
Her eyes were covered like a blindfold by the stranger's towering cock.
-Vrrr~
The photos didn't stop there.
The next one had the stranger in an unusual pose from the start.
He bent his knees as if sitting on an invisible chair, ass thrust out.
His wife pressed her face close to his ass, tongue extended just shy of touching his anus.
Her eyes gazed at the camera with a provocative, crescent-moon smile, as if teasing him.
"Urk!! Kruuuuh!!"
Jeong Hyeon-jae groaned, jerking wildly.
For a man whose love had been purely platonic and chaste, these vulgar photos delivered unimaginable shock.
He couldn't hold back and erupted cum at the next photo that arrived.
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
The next photo that made him cum.
It was surprisingly tame in composition.
His wife knelt demurely, facing the camera directly, with the stranger behind her, arm around her neck, groping both breasts.
The man smirked mockingly, tongue out toward her neck, while she giggled, removing her wedding ring from her left hand.
-Vrrr~
A message from his wife arrived then.
Jeong Hyeon-jae wiped the cum off his smartphone hastily and read it.
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Surprised? It's a concept shot the guest requested, so it's pretty stimulating.]
Just a concept shot, his wife reassured him.
Jeong Hyeon-jae wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
His trembling fingers typed.
[Me: Hurry back. I want to fuck you like crazy.]
-Vrrr~
[My Minister of Internal Affairs: Okay. Wait 10 minutes. I'll finish up what we're doing and come home.]
Finish up what they're doing.
What the hell else was there?
They'd done enough already—what more?
Jeong Hyeon-jae clutched his head as if to rip out his hair.
He shook his head violently to dispel the creeping fantasies, then resumed pacing.
He couldn't sit still.
'What more are they doing? No insertion, right? That trash cock inside Sin-a's pussy...'
His wife taking the stranger's cock deep, clinging like frogs in rut.
Just imagining it set flames roaring in his chest.
At the same time, electric tingles shot through his head, his freshly spent cock springing erect again.
His imagination veered toward the worst.
'Hehehe. You've been fooled all your life, huh? We just sent photos like that, but we did everything. Right, baby? ♥'
'Kekeke. Yeah. How's your husband so stupid? Doesn't even know I fucked you raw?'
'Because he's innocent ♥ More than that, baby... Cum inside quick... I want your baby batter filling me up.'
'Kek. Yeah. Instead of your limp-dick husband, I'll fill you. Hup!'
Them connected at the genitals, kissing, embracing, whispering sweet nothings.
Jeong Hyeon-jae drooled precum imagining his wife like that.
His flushed face trembled as he pictured her fucking.
Then, his smartphone buzzed again.
-Vrrr~