Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: The Fall of the Patriarch
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Somewhere, his wife's voice sounded utterly abnormal.
Jeong Hyun-jae shouted in a panic.
"Honey! What's going on! Honey!"
"Hngoooh... Hoo... ♥"
A vulgar wail, as if enduring some massive wave of pleasure.
Jeong Hyun-jae's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
And at the same time, his cock started stiffening rock-hard.
"H-Honey! Come home right now! Right now!"
An enormous rush of blood surging to his dick.
Pre-cum leaking out in streams.
The image of a depraved woman conjured by his wife's vulgar voice.
But even more than the pleasure those thoughts brought, his wife was precious to Jeong Hyun-jae.
He couldn't let her cross a river of no return like this.
"Hoo... Mmm... H-Honeyyy... ♥ I'll... call you later... ♥"
-Beep.
But his wife mercilessly ended the call.
Jeong Hyun-jae immediately hit redial.
But all that came through was a message saying the phone was off—no ringing tone.
"N-No, no!! No!!!"
Jeong Hyun-jae bellowed into empty air.
He paced the room frantically, gnawing at his nails.
He had to end this madness somehow and bring his wife back to normal.
-Bzzz~
That was when a voice file arrived from his wife.
Jeong Hyun-jae ground his teeth and played the voice message she'd sent.
-Click.
A stranger's male voice.
Then his wife's voice followed.
A sticky, slurping sound coming through the earphones.
It was unmistakably the sound of a blowjob.
Tears welling up, Jeong Hyun-jae pulled up his underwear.
He put on the pants he'd thrown on the floor, then grabbed his coat.
-Thud thud thud thud
Listening to his wife's sloppy blowjob sounds, Jeong Hyun-jae headed to the parking lot.
He hurried to his parked sedan and got in.
The voice file kept playing the whole time.
Unusual air-pressure sounds.
The vulgar pops of flesh meeting mouth, like something out of porn.
Jeong Hyun-jae drove, taking in every sound.
Tears streaming endlessly, he tried calling his wife over 20 times.
But she ignored every one.
"Hic... Hngh... Th-This wasn't supposed to happen... No more than this..."
His cock throbbing erect, Jeong Hyun-jae sped down the road endlessly.
He had no idea where his wife was.
He just gripped the wheel in desperation, driving past every motel in sight.
Finally, the big-dicked man began to cum.
Jeong Hyun-jae's face twisted dramatically.
Imagining his wife swallowing another man's load made his head feel like it would explode.
Thankfully, the voice file ended there.
But Jeong Hyun-jae's mental state was shattered beyond repair.
His face was frozen in a horror-movie grimace.
His sunken eyes grinned wide while tears poured down.
-Bzzz~
Then another message arrived.
Trembling, Jeong Hyun-jae grabbed his phone from the mount and checked it.
This time, it was a photo from his wife.
[Photo]
The photo showed the big-dicked man and his wife making a peace sign together affectionately.
The man had his arm around her shoulder, groping her breast, while she grinned with cum smeared on her lips.
A pubic hair—presumably his—was stuck to her mouth too.
"Ha... Haha... Hahaha..."
This wasn't netorare play.
What his wife was doing to him was just torment—nothing more.
How else could she send a photo like that so casually?
-Bzzz~
As pathetic, hollow laughter escaped him, another message came from his wife.
Jeong Hyun-jae was now afraid to even look.
"..."
But he couldn't ignore it.
This was an irresistible force beyond reason.
In the end, he checked the message.
[My Interior Minister ♥: Bet that shocked you good? lol Sending a video—check it out.]
-Bzzz~
As the message said, a video arrived right away.
Jeong Hyun-jae tapped play.
His wife's voice came through.
His wife, eyes sharp and clear.
She was handing a stack of papers to the big-dicked man.
He scratched the back of his head, took them, skimmed through, and spoke.
With that, she rummaged in her bag.
She pulled out a silicone dildo and a plastic bottle filled with a liquid mimicking cum.
She took out her smartphone from the bag, launched the recording app.
Then she put the silicone dildo in her mouth and bobbed it up and down to make the sounds.
The sounds that had driven him insane.
The noises he'd thought were her sucking a stranger's cock now played clearly from the video.
Jeong Hyun-jae let out a sigh of relief and wiped his tears.
"It... It was fake after all... All fake..."
He steadied himself and watched the rest.
Everything up to now had just been his wife's elaborate act.
-Bzzz~
[My Interior Minister ♥: Sorry for not picking up. Wanted to make it more immersive. Can we talk now?]
A sweet, caring message.
He could feel his wife's concern.
Jeong Hyun-jae sighed deeply, chuckling weakly in exhaustion.
He called her.
-Click.
"Yeah... Honey. You scared me."
"Haa... That was no joke this time."
"Sorry... But you're outside?"
"Yeah. Driving. I bolted out without thinking."
"Hehe. It worked perfectly then."
"Ha... Still, no more of this from now on."
"You don't like this kind?"
"Yeah. A lot. I really thought I was dying. Come home now. You've teased me enough."
"Mmm~ Okay then. Just one more play before I go ♥"
Her voice laced with a seductive moan.
Jeong Hyun-jae's face hardened.
"What? Just come home. What more are you gonna do here?"
"Hehe ♥ We haven't even done penetration yet? Master's pissed."
"... Honey. Stop. The joke's gone too far. It's over now."
Jeong Hyun-jae stared at his phone, face stiff.
Then, an unexpected voice blared from the speaker.
The big-dicked man's voice, dripping with irritation.
Jeong Hyun-jae's rigid face slowly opened his mouth.
He was just an actor—why talk to his wife like that?
Was she still acting?
"... Honey. I said stop."
"Honey...?"
"Honey. Come out now. I'm getting mad. Right—."
-Click.
"... Honey?"
The call dropped just like that.
Jeong Hyun-jae immediately pulled over to the shoulder.
He kept trying to call her.
But—.
[The phone is powered off. Connecting to voicemail...]
-Beep.
His wife had turned her phone off completely.
Jeong Hyun-jae clutched his head, then slammed the steering wheel—bang! Bang!
"What the hell!! Why are you doing this!! Why!!"
He'd just sighed in relief at the video moments ago.
Why flip like this out of nowhere?
"Honey... Sin-a... What's wrong with you? What the hell..."
His wife, toying with him like this.
Even if it was play, he'd clearly said no—and she ignored it, barreling ahead anyway.
This wasn't the wife he knew.
The Lee Sin-a he knew was rational, logical, upright, and strong.
Not someone who enjoyed tormenting others like this.
"When did you... Why'd you change like this..."
Tears flowed endlessly.
He'd thought satisfying her twisted lust would fix it, but she was already broken somewhere.
Jeong Hyun-jae buried his face in the wheel and sobbed for a long time.
"Ooooh! Hngooooh! Hoooom! Hoooh! ♥"
At the same time, Lee Sin-a clenched tight around the big-dicked man's cock, letting out beastly moans.
In cowgirl, hands on his abs, she shook her hips up and down, squirting a mix of pre-cum and her juices everywhere.
"Nggooooh!!! Hooooh! ♥"
Lee Sin-a's eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out long—a grotesque expression.
The face Mr. Choi had conditioned her to make at climax.
-Splat.
Climaxing, Lee Sin-a collapsed onto the man's chest.
The big-dicked man stroked her head and said,
"Groan... Doing it with you is always the best, Sin-a."
"Huff... Huff... ♥"
Breathing ragged, she grinned dopily.
The big-dicked man stroked her head again and said,
"But is it really okay to hang up on your husband like that? He sounded upset."
Worry tinged his voice.
Truth be told, he felt uneasy.
Fucking a married woman was hot, but with the husband reacting like that, he worried about backlash.
"Hehe... It's fiiiine... He needs... to suffer moooore... ♥"
But Lee Sin-a drooled, plotting more ways to torment her husband.
The big-dicked man furrowed his brow and continued with a sigh,
"If your husband rejects this, it worries me too... Ahem. He knows my face..."
He trailed off, looking at her.
Lee Sin-a looked up at him.
She smiled sweetly and replied,
"Hehe. Don't be scared. No need to worry~ Master ♥"
"St-Still."
"I'll service my husband big-time later, so don't worry. One fuck and he'll be over it ♥"
"Hmm. Still, maybe call him back—."
"Ugh—seriously, Master~ You're killing the mood~"
"..."
"Hoo. Spread your legs."
"Pardon?"
"I'll make you feel better, so spread 'em. I'll make it gooood ♥"