The Taste of Sin
I... am I the worse one here?
“Wow, Junseok. You must have been really thirsty for alcohol, huh? Drinking so fast like that. Haha.”
The moment I emptied my glass, Jian, sitting across from me, refilled it with wine. But my reason was already half gone. A mere teasing glass of wine no longer satisfied me. Before she could say another word, I snatched the wine bottle straight off the table.
For a split second, conflict flashed through my brain. Shouldn’t I put this bottle down right now and run straight to the parking lot? A warning light screamed inside my head, flashing violently—telling me not to repeat the same horrific regret from that night at the camping ground, when I had ignored the sounds coming from outside the tent and cowardly pretended to be asleep.
But what if I saw the brutal scene with my own eyes? If the affair was really true, from that moment on, my wife—who I had promised to spend my life with—and the brother I had trusted would become the most terrible perpetrators in my life. I would have to flounder forever in the hell of betrayal. On the other hand, if I rushed over suspecting them and nothing had actually happened? I didn’t have the confidence to endure the stigma of having sliced up the people I cherished with filthy eyes, or the shattered relationships that would follow once my ugly true face was exposed.
A coward of thirty-three, lacking both the courage to face the truth and the guts to risk a misunderstanding. That was my self-portrait.
Fuck… I don’t know anymore…
I ignored Jian’s startled voice and shoved the mouth of the bottle straight into my own. The 20-proof port wine flowed down my esophagus like molten lava. Behind the sweet grape aroma, the harsh alcohol hidden within tore at my brain. I wanted to wash away all of it with this poison—the rage toward the two people in the parking lot, the terrible regret, and the self-loathing for my own repeated cowardice.
“Oh my god, Junseok! You’re going to get drunk! Give it here!”
Startled, Jian jumped up from her seat to stop me. She circled the table on her long, model-like legs that stretched up to 169 centimeters, but she had already drunk a considerable amount herself. Her body couldn’t keep up with her hurried steps. The moment she reached right in front of me, her body lurched heavily to the side.
“Ah…!”
When I saw her stagger, I instinctively set the bottle down and spread both arms to catch her as she fell.
Thud—
A heavy, elastic, sensual weight poured into my embrace. The center of gravity of the off-balance Jian shifted downward, and I urgently reached out to keep her from falling. What my right hand ended up grabbing was her ass—firm and toned like a model’s, positioned perfectly below her slender, smooth waist.
“……!”
I was drunk, but I was shocked. The same went for Jian, frozen in my arms. But in the next instant, as her body began to slip toward the floor again, I unconsciously tightened my fingers and squeezed her buttocks hard.
Beyond the thin slacks fabric, her flesh—which looked like it would be white as white jade and firm—crushed softly in my palm. The pressure transmitted to my hand from her shifted weight was far more explicit than I could have imagined. My gaze had already locked onto Jian’s moist eyes, now so close that the tips of our noses nearly touched.
That was when it happened. No matter how urgent the moment, when a man her own age mercilessly dug his hand into her most private place, a thin moan slipped from between Jian’s lips, loosened by the alcohol.
“Ah… aaang…”
It was far too sweet and lewd to be a simple scream. The instant that sound shattered the silence of the living room, the anger I felt toward the two people in the parking lot evaporated in a flash. In its place, a painful, throbbing erection surged between my legs.
Jian’s eyes trembled as they looked at me. Was it embarrassment? Or had she anticipated this situation? I couldn’t tell whether this was revenge against my brother, who might be violating my wife in the parking lot right now, or whether the hidden beast inside me had finally awakened. The only thing I knew for certain was that the flesh of my friend’s wife beneath my palm felt insanely hot.
As the warmth from Jian’s ass spread through my palm, the lewd moan that had escaped her lips instantly transformed the air in the living room.
My mind was tangled with panic, but the heavy, full volume filling my hand stimulated my lower body with terrifying force, completely separate from reason. The elastic texture that pushed between my fingers, making the thin slacks fabric irrelevant. Perhaps it was because I was lost in that overwhelming sensation, but even as Jian tried to pull her body back slightly in shame, my right hand remained completely still, still gripping her ass.
On the contrary, when she twisted her body, my palm and her secret area rubbed together at an even more explicit, unexpected angle.
“Ha…. aaang…”
A much deeper, more obscene moan burst out than before. At the same time, the hot breath that poured from between her lips completely covered my face, which was right in front of her. The damp air mixed with the sweet scent of port wine and her body odor, along with the feeling of my friend’s wife’s flesh being crushed in my palm.
Those brutally erotic sensations paralyzed my brain. My suppressed instincts swelled my lower body painfully tight, bringing on an erection that felt close to agony.
Fuck… Is Hyung doing this to Sujung right now?
In that instant when resentment and unbearable excitement mixed together, I was drawn to her like a magnet and pressed my lips against hers. It was a very short, impulsive kiss.
But at that moment, an unexpected reaction came back.
Unlike me, who had innocently only touched lips, Jian opened her mouth wide as if she had been waiting and plunged deep inside. Her hot tongue began to ravage the inside of my mouth, and her two hands wrapped around the back of my bewildered head, holding it firmly in place.
“Mmph… mmm…!”
Her kiss was far more aggressive and lewd than I could have imagined. The wet sounds of our tongues intertwining brutally tore apart the silence. Had the fact that we were the only two in the living room liberated her?
The deeper the kiss became, the more Jian slowly and blatantly shook the ass still caught in my hand, stimulating me. My lower body grew so tight it felt like it would burst from the secret movements transmitted through the thin slacks. The moans leaking from between her lips grew hotter and more obscene.
The thought that I should push her away had long since been erased. When her tongue explored deep into my throat, I simply gave in to instinct, hugging her waist so tightly it felt like it would break, and indulged in this dangerous heat.
Beep beep beep beep—
That was when it happened. A cold mechanical sound tore through the damp air of the living room. It was the sound of the front door lock being entered. A signal that the two people who had gone down to the parking lot were returning.
At the sound, we pulled our lips apart as if by agreement and breathed harshly. Jian’s eyes shook wildly with embarrassment and shame, and my hand hurriedly left her body as well.
She quickly returned to her seat, and I straightened my posture, but the traces of the beastly entanglement from just moments ago remained fully visible in our flushed faces and disheveled clothes.
Click—
With the sound of the door opening, the bright hallway light began to pour over the ugly silence of the living room.
“Wooow~ We’re not late, right? We’re baaack!”
What broke the silence was Sujung’s voice, full of playfulness and completely stripped of her usual composure. As soon as the front door opened, my wife staggered into the white light of the hallway with cheerful steps. In her hand was a convenience store bag, which she lifted all the way up to her chest and shook back and forth so the bottles inside clinked together.
“Look at this, Brother-in-law got me drinks to sober up~ He cleaned out the convenience store for me? Hehe.”
The polite tone she usually used was completely gone. Her tongue was slightly slurred as she called me “Brother-in-law,” and the sight of my excited wife made my mind go blank. Right behind her, Seunghun entered energetically, cracking jokes.
“Hey, I went with her just in case, to make sure my sister-in-law could find her way back. But sure enough, she got lost! If it weren’t for me, she probably wouldn’t have made it back until tomorrow morning! Haha.”
Hyung approached with a sly smile, then narrowed his eyes as he sensed the strange atmosphere between me and Jian, who were frozen in the center of the living room.
“What’s this? Why do you two have such a weird vibe? Haha. Junseok, you didn’t give my wife another marriage counseling session like you did at the camping ground last time, did you? Hmm… Our Jian isn’t someone who loses when it comes to dirty talk, though.”
Chuckling, he scanned between the two of us as if searching for something, then took one more step closer and whispered mischievously.
“Looking at this atmosphere, I’m curious who won. Lol. Just how far did it go that you two are frozen like this? Hey, let me in on it too! How far did the conversation go?”
At Hyung’s blatant joke, cold sweat ran down my back. But Sujung, standing right beside me, showed subtle interest with her flushed face despite the sexual topic she would normally have hated. The alcohol must have been affecting her.
“Oh my… Oppa, is that true? You really asked Sis something like that?”
Sujung bit her lip slightly as if embarrassed, but her moist eyes were filled with curiosity as she stared intently at Jian. The unfamiliar curiosity my wife—who had always seemed indifferent to sex—was showing only confused me more. Jian merely turned her head and touched her reddened neck, while Seunghun looked like he was dying of amusement and playfully tapped his wife Jian on the shoulder.
“Tell me, Jian. What did our Junseok say? That he’s worried because his wife is too prim and proper? Or did you give him some hot advice? Hmm?”
At Hyung’s teasing interrogation, my eyes and Jian’s briefly tangled in the air before scattering. The flesh of his wife that had been crushed in my palm just moments ago, and her hot tongue that had roughly ravaged the inside of my mouth… The real answer to Hyung’s question of “who won” was an ugly yet sweet act that I could never speak aloud.
“Ah, it’s not like that, Hyung… She almost fell because of the alcohol, so I just helped her a little…”
When my lame excuse continued, Sujung let out a disappointed “Aww~” and lightly grabbed Hyung’s arm.
“See, Brother-in-law. Oppa really is no fun… Haha.”
Hyung looked at her and laughed heartily again, then took the cold bottles out of the plastic bag and handed them out one by one.
“Yeah, yeah. Let’s drink these first and calm down! The real counseling can start now that all four of us are together, right?”
Behind the laughter of the four men and women, lies of unknown origin stuck stickily to the living room floor. The sound of Sujung’s plastic bag, which had been swinging at chest height, circled in my ears like a warning bell breaking the silence.