The Wife’s Unknowing Operation (2)
“My friend also slept with you once, and ever since then she keeps making a fuss about coming to our house. She really has come over a few times, too....”
I wondered what country he was talking about. The fact that something like that had happened right here in our own country, practically beside me, was astonishing in itself.
It was the sort of thing I’d only ever seen in porn happening at my sister-in-law’s place, so close to me that it felt unreal.
My sister-in-law could talk so casually about her friend sleeping with her husband, and my brother-in-law could listen with an easy smile, as if it were nothing. From the standpoint of what I’d always considered common sense, it was impossible to understand.
Of course, I was no less absurd in other people’s eyes, since I was the one asking my wife’s brother-in-law to fuck my wife.
After my sister-in-law finished a few more drinks with her chest exposed, she seemed to have caught a buzz and headed into the room, while my brother-in-law and I quietly went back to our glasses.
“I haven’t told Jin-hee about the gangbang part. She’s never done anything like that herself, and I couldn’t tell how she’d take it, so I left that out. And to be honest, I can talk all I want about how good I am, but there’s no way to know how your sister will actually react.”
That was true. What I really wanted was to see my wife surrounded by several men, driven toward climax in a gangbang.
And, of course, I wanted to be in the middle of it too.
Even if my brother-in-law really was as good as he claimed, no one could know how my wife would react. For now, all I wanted was for her to open her eyes to a new world.
“And Jin-hee’s only done a threesome so far. She hasn’t done group play with more than that. That part’s new territory for me, too. And there aren’t that many men I’d consider safe enough for it. You probably know what I mean from experience. If you go to those bars where everyone’s naked and drinking, there are always some bastards who get dirty or start treating women like trash. I fucking hate that. During play, sure, things can get rough, but I can’t stand it when someone disrespects a person and acts like a brute. If anybody ever showed Jin-hee that kind of attitude, I don’t think I’d be able to hold myself back, so even I haven’t dared to try it. I mean, I’m a man too, so of course there’s a part of me that wants to try it....”
That was supposed to be my ultimate goal, but I didn’t really believe it was something I could actually pull off. As things stood, just seeing my wife become more active in sex would already have been more than enough for me.
And yet I wondered whether people always became greedy for the next thing when that day finally came.
If my only goal from the start had been my wife’s becoming more active, maybe I never would have even brought it up to my brother-in-law.
But that was something for later. Right now, all I wanted—desperately—was for my wife to become open about sex.
Just then, watching my sister-in-law take off her clothes and drink, I caught myself imagining the four of us drinking naked together, then all of us ending up in bed.
To be honest, I wanted to sleep with my sister-in-law, Jin-hee, too. She’d probably be just as active as the AV actresses I pictured in my head, and I was dying to know what that would feel like. Even the idea of having sex with my sister-in-law was thrilling in itself.
“We shouldn’t be thinking that far ahead yet. I think the first step is the important one. I’m half excited and half worried about how So-hee will change, too. Part of me wonders if I’m stirring up trouble for no reason.... There’s even a part of me that thinks I should stop now, but if I did, I feel like I’d end up living my whole life in misery. No, maybe I wouldn’t even be able to live at all. I’ve already taken a step I can’t take back, so I just hope So-hee changes the way we’re imagining.”
At that moment, a moan drifted out from the master bedroom.
“Ahhh....”
I jumped and stared toward the bedroom, springing to my feet.
My brother-in-law was startled by how suddenly I’d shot up as well, and he stood too, grabbing my arm before I could rush into the room.
I couldn’t move from where I stood, and all I could do was strain to listen to the sounds coming from the master bedroom.
“Ahhh... ahhh.....”
It was unmistakably So-hee’s voice. It had been ages since I’d heard my wife make sounds like that. For years, even when we had sex, she never moaned.
Hearing her voice now made my cock harden instantly, and I wanted nothing more than to open the door and go in right then.
“Sit down.”
At my brother-in-law’s command, I had no choice but to sit back down, while the moans kept spilling out from the room.
“Ahhh... ahhhhhh....”
My wife’s moans grew louder and louder, until at one point she gave a breathless sound and then suddenly fell silent.
After that, I couldn’t stay in my right mind. I kept drinking one glass after another, and before long I was drunk enough to lose consciousness.
When I came to, it was already past midnight. I came out of the guest room to find my brother-in-law asleep on the living room sofa.
The house was far too quiet, and as I was carefully reaching for the master bedroom door, it suddenly made a beeping sound and the front door opened.
“Oh, oppa, you’re up?”
My sister-in-law and my wife came in carrying plastic grocery bags, as if they’d been out shopping.
“Where were you?”
“At the jjimjilbang.”
“When did you leave?”
“We woke up this morning, and Unnie said we should go to the jjimjilbang since it had been a while, so we went. It feels so refreshing after not going for so long. We bought some kongnamul gukbap to cure our hangovers.”
Only then did my brother-in-law, who had been sleeping on the sofa, wake up too, and the four of us ate bean sprout soup with rice to sober up.
We even had tea afterward, then went home. My wife had been to the jjimjilbang, so when she got back she took another nap, woke up, and spent the rest of the day exactly as she always did.
She seemed no different from usual, but for me, the sound of her moans from my sister-in-law’s bedroom still echoed in my ears.
I was dying to know what she’d looked like while moaning beside my sister-in-law, and whether she remembered any of it, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
Then I got this message from my sister-in-law, and I gave up on asking her anything I was curious about, making up a business trip that didn’t even exist.
Since Jung-hoon, the boss who sometimes contacted my wife, also knew what kind of guy he was dealing with, I told him not to call me that week because I’d be going to a bar behind my brother-in-law and wife’s back. True to form, Jung-hoon—who probably understood better than anyone what happened when you joked around about that kind of thing—told me to have fun instead of making a fuss.
I said I’d be away on business for one night and two days on Thursday, then took Friday off from work.
Not long after I told my sister-in-law and my wife I was going on a business trip, my sister-in-law messaged me again.
Shortly after that text arrived, my wife called to say she was going to hang out at her sister’s place and stay there for a night.
Every single day felt unbearably long to me.
On the day of D-day, I packed a few things and went to work, leaving my wife with a casual, “Have fun while I’m gone.” Then I walked out the door.
When it came time to leave work and I started wondering what I was supposed to do that evening, my brother-in-law called.
“Yeah, brother-in-law?”
“You off work yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Then let’s grab a drink.”
He seemed to be asking as if he didn’t know today was D-day, so I asked him again.
“Brother-in-law, isn’t So-hee supposed to be coming over today? Aren’t you going?”
“I told her I’d let the two of you drink comfortably by yourselves.... I said I had a drinking appointment too, and I’m going to show up a little late.”
After hanging up, I met him and we had dinner together with drinks.
“I’m going to ask you one last time. Are you sure about this?”
“Yes.”
By then I wasn’t thinking about anything else; in fact, I was so impatient that I wanted my brother-in-law to hurry up and get back home.
“All right, well, it’s good for me either way.... But I do have one worry.”
“What is it? So-hee’s feelings?”
“No.... It’s you I’m more concerned about.”
“I’m really fine.”
“No, that’s not it. This is a little embarrassing to say, but... mine’s pretty big. Not freakishly huge like the black guys in porn, but depending on how much you can handle, I’m a little worried about what happens later.”
How big is he, exactly?
That thought flashed through my head, but since he said it was big, all I could picture was one of those huge cocks from porn.
Honestly, I wasn’t particularly big myself.
I’d once measured it because I’d wondered if my size was why women moaned the way they did in porn when they were penetrated.
About twelve centimeters.... It wasn’t some monstrous package, but I figured it was probably around the average size for men in Korea, so I hadn’t thought much of it.
“So there’s a senior I know who’s a urologist. You said you’re off tomorrow, right? I already made an appointment for tomorrow morning, so go and get a consultation. Have them talk to you about size adjustment, thickness, all that. Think about whether you want to go through with a procedure. If you do it, you won’t be able to sleep with anyone for a while anyway, so this felt like the right time.”
To be honest, even though I’d heard about that sort of thing before, I’d never once imagined actually getting a procedure like that.
And yet, listening to him, I found myself thinking it might not be such a bad idea just to hear them out—and a strange excitement started to grow in me at the thought that if my own size really increased, my wife’s reaction might change too.
“Just how big are you, anyway? And where exactly is this place?”