Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Netorase Play (2)
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A KakaoTalk message arrived from his wife.
Jeong Hyeon-jae hesitated for a moment before reading the content.
What if it was a photo of the two of them having sex, just like the fantasy he'd been imagining? The thought sent a sudden chill down his spine.
But soon enough, Jeong Hyeon-jae tapped on KakaoTalk to check the photo his wife had sent.
Curiosity to see what was inside outweighed the fear.
"....."
He'd psyched himself up to look, but once again, Jeong Hyeon-jae froze solid.
It wasn't the worst-case scenario he'd imagined—no photo of them actually having sex—but this image delivered its own unique shock.
His wife, clinging tightly to another man's back with a sultry expression like an AV actress, giving him a handjob—it looked utterly alien to him.
Bzzz~
Another voice message arrived attached to the photo.
So this wasn't just a posed concept shot; it meant she'd actually given him a handjob for real.
Jeong Hyeon-jae plugged in his earbuds and started playing the audio file.
The recording ended there.
Jeong Hyeon-jae's face was streaked with tears as he yanked out his earbuds.
He covered his face with both hands and sobbed for a long while.
"Huhu-huh-huk... huhu... huhu-huh-huk...."
He could feel it.
No matter how much it was framed as 'play,' his wife's current state was twisted.
She was genuinely enjoying this 'play' and clearly harbored malice toward him, intent on tormenting him.
Otherwise, she wouldn't send messages like she was toying with him.
Without realizing it, his wife had become this cruel woman.
"Haa-uk... ugh.... uuu..."
But at the same time, he was incredibly aroused.
The pure wife who once knew only him was gone, reborn instead as a lewd succubus devouring men's lust.
His cock began throbbing and rising.
"How, how the hell...!"
When had it started?
The moment his innocent wife had begun sprouting this lewd nature.
...Had he simply been too neglectful to notice all this time?
In consoling her loneliness every night on her own, had she come to resent him, twisting her heart and plunging into these depraved acts?
"It's all... all my fault... If only I'd paid a little more attention..."
Jeong Hyeon-jae clutched his head, blaming himself.
In the dim living room, tears dripping, he sank deep into self-loathing.
-Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
How long had he been wallowing in agony?
Finally, the front door opened, and his wife appeared.
She was cautiously stepping inside, glancing at him warily.
The sight reminded him of his old wife, lifting his mood a bit.
".....You're back?"
"Yeah... How was it?"
Jeong Hyeon-jae hesitated to answer.
There was no single sentence to capture the whirlwind of emotions he'd felt.
But one thing he knew for sure.
Today, he'd experienced the most intense sexual arousal and peak pleasure of his life.
As if erectile dysfunction was a distant memory, his cock stood tall once more.
"...It was good."
So he simply said it was good.
He'd neglected his wife for so long, and she'd become this vulgar woman craving depraved acts.
Instead of forcing her to change, he'd play along with this madness.
Of course, he'd bear all the accompanying pain himself, but either way, they could both satisfy the sexual fulfillment she craved.
This had made him desire his wife more than ever, and he could cure his erectile dysfunction completely.
His wife could unleash all the twisted lust she'd bottled up.
"I'm glad. I was worried you'd hate it."
"....I got ridiculously turned on. Still haven't gone down."
Jeong Hyeon-jae's towering erection.
Lee Sin-a approached him.
Her hand gently wrapped around it—scrrrtch—
"Shall we do it properly this time...♥"
"Yeah. This time, all the way."
They headed straight to the bed.
And just like decades ago when they first became lovers, they had passionate sex.
But it wasn't purely innocent like back then.
In the midst, Lee Sin-a would viciously pinch Jeong Hyeon-jae's nipples, bite his shoulder hard enough to draw blood, or clamp her thighs around him with waist-breaking force— all sorts of sadistic acts.
"D-Darling. Suck me there... Hurry... lick it."
As sex reached its climax, Lee Sin-a demanded he lick her down there again.
Jeong Hyeon-jae buried his face in her crotch without protest and started lapping at her pussy.
And then.
-Krraaaack...
True to form, Lee Sin-a's thighs enveloped his face, squeezing relentlessly.
With suffocating force, she poured all her strength into her legs, leaving no escape.
She strained so hard veins bulged on her forehead, grunting "Kngh."
-Spiiiishhh...
Lee Sin-a squirted her juices wildly.
Watching her husband flail, trapped in her thighs, sent waves of intense pleasure crashing over her, driving her to a shattering orgasm.
"Mmph... mmph...! Mmmph...!"
Jeong Hyeon-jae forcibly gulped down the fountain of his wife's fluids.
The crushing pressure from her thighs forced him to take every spurt full in the face.
After about a minute of barely breathing while drowning in her squirt, a fierce orgasm electrified through him like current.
As if a hanged man climaxing at death's door, Jeong Hyeon-jae dribbled semen like urine, eyes rolling back.
"Krhmp.... huuup..... keeek...."
Consciousness fading to black.
For the first time, amid this pleasure feast, Jeong Hyeon-jae thought dying like this wouldn't be bad.
Going out trapped in the thighs of his transformed lewd wife? Not a terrible end.
"Kee-hee-heet...♥ Krhuhu..."
Lee Sin-a giggled at the sight.
The couple reached climax in this abnormal way.
Husband trapped in wife's thighs orgasming; wife squirting nonstop while watching him.
-Scrrrtch...
As Lee Sin-a's orgasm peaked, her thighs finally relaxed.
Jeong Hyeon-jae escaped her thigh prison on the verge of passing out.
".....Krkh! *Cough—! *Cough! *Cough.... Haa... haa..."
Jeong Hyeon-jae gulped air he'd been denied.
He looked up at his wife.
Her eyes fully rolled back, she mumbled strange words.
Babble he couldn't comprehend.
Lee Sin-a was murmuring her usual 'prayer.'
"I, Lee Sin-a, no longer love my husband Jeong Hyeon-jae, who suffers from erectile dysfunction and is utterly worthless.... I will love only the great Master...♥"
⟨ Prayer ⟩
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Meanwhile, back in her studio apartment, Jeong Su-a held the USB the man had given her.
Heart pounding with anticipation, she plugged it into her computer.
Jeong Su-a moved the mouse and double-clicked the USB folder.
-Click. Click.
"....."
Jeong Su-a froze upon seeing the folder's contents.
Dozens of videos and photos filled it, their thumbnails and previews shockingly explicit.
Famous celebrities she recognized, naked and engaging in sex acts.
"....."
It felt like opening Pandora's box, something she absolutely shouldn't have.
Jeong Su-a blankly scanned the parade of images and videos.
Even at a glance, they screamed abnormality.
No need to click; the thumbnails revealed the debauchery plainly.
[ReadMe.txt]
Then a notepad file caught her eye.
Jeong Su-a double-clicked it to read.
Jeong Su-a swallowed hard.
As the man said, she wasn't equipped to handle this file.
No—unless you were upper-crust elite, no one could weather its fallout.
With dozens of A-list celebs implicated, it'd cause Korea's biggest scandal ever.
Jeong Su-a steeled herself and read on.
Stop chasing illusions and face reality—his words.
Jeong Su-a bowed her head, clenching her fists.
Fear gripped her: viewing this might mean no returning to her old self.
"....."
Yet curiosity burned.
The separately labeled 'Baek Ha-yoon' folder tormented her.
She couldn't resist wondering what hidden side her childhood idol had.
-Click. Click.
So Jeong Su-a opened the door to ruin.
She double-clicked the 'Baek Ha-yoon' folder.