The Dream That Turned Real — A Morning Full of Hidden Sparks
’Slurp… slurp…‘
Her lips were pursed tight around my cock, sucking hard. For a moment the head of it reached all the way to the back of her throat.
I felt the soft press of her uvula against me—then my cock was pulled even deeper, faster, into her throat.
“Hah… Suyeon… that feels so good…”
“Ohh… nghh… I… I love youuu… Dong-yeonnn…”
With my cock buried so deep in her throat she could barely form the words, but the broken sounds only excited me more.
Suyeon, who loved me without condition…
Her deep, relentless oral soon had me racing toward the edge.
“Ahh… honey… I’m… I’m gonna cum…”
Suyeon gave a small nod.
“Aaaahh… honey… nngh—”
Pleasure spiked through me all at once, and I unloaded without restraint straight down her throat.
My cock jerked and pulsed, pumping load after load into her mouth.
’Gulp… glk… gulp…‘
Suyeon swallowed every drop, determined not to let a single bit escape down her throat.
When the last of the aftershocks faded, she slowly drew my spent cock from her mouth. Whatever semen still lingered on her tongue, she swallowed with one final, soft gulp.
“Hee… honey, you came a lot today. And it’s sweet.”
“Ohh, Suyeon. That was incredible.”
“Alright. We have to get up early tomorrow, so that’s enough for tonight. Got it?”
“Okay!”
With that, I pulled her into a deep kiss.
“Aigoo, honey—my breath stinks.”
“You know I love the way your mouth smells.”
“Hoho… still… mmph—”
When the kiss ended, Suyeon burrowed back into my arms and drifted toward sleep. I followed her under soon after.
— The Day of the Driving Test —
’Click.‘
The door to the dark master bedroom opened, and Suyeon slipped quietly inside.
“Honey… I finally brought Jin-yeong’s cum home. Look.”
“Ohh… honey. Thank you. Thank you for deciding to do this.”
Suyeon gathered the skirt of her one-piece dress in both hands and lifted it to her chest.
She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was bare and fully exposed—and semen was dripping from it in slow, heavy drops.
’Drip… drip…‘
Suyeon scooped a little of the cum from her folds with her middle finger and brought it to her lips.
’Suck.‘
She savored the taste of the semen coating her finger. Then she pulled it free and looked at me where I sat on the bed.
“This is Jin-yeong’s. We’re finally connected. I’m so happy I don’t even know what to do with myself.”
“Haaaah… honey, I love you…”
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.
.
It was a dream.
In vivid, almost physical detail, the dream had shown me the aftermath of Jin-yeong and Suyeon having sex.
“Hah… damn…”
I woke and replayed the scene that, only moments before, had felt completely real.
In the dream, the relationship between Jin-yeong and Suyeon—something only I was supposed to know—had been laid completely bare.
“No way… come on. It was just a dream. Haha… I’ve really lost it… haha.”
It had to have been nothing more than a random fluke of sleep. Telling myself that, I tried to drift off again.
Suyeon was still asleep in my arms like a child.
’Chirp, chirp.‘
Birdsong pulled me awake.
It had only been a dream, and yet Suyeon looked more sensual than ever. The real Suyeon was out in the kitchen preparing breakfast—an ordinary married woman. Well… not ordinary, exactly.
I set the night’s feverish dream aside and headed into the bathroom to shower.
The mirror showed a handsome man of forty-six in his prime: a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, decent-looking. I wasn’t a muscle-bound gym rat, but my body was lean and free of spare weight—respectable enough. My wife always said I looked like So Ji-sub.
Believe it or not.
I finished showering and was drying my hair when my wife’s voice carried in from outside.
“Honey, come eat.”
“Yeah, got it. Just finishing my hair.”
“Jin-yeong! Breakfast! Hurry up and come out!”
From farther off came Jin-yeong’s quiet reply.
“Yes—coming now.”
The usual lively morning in our house.
Once my hair was dry, I went to the kitchen and stood beside Suyeon. Yesterday, in this very spot, she had stolen a lovers’ rendezvous with Jin-yeong. This morning, at this hour, she was with me.
I bumped my hip lightly against hers.
“Hey—I’m trying to finish breakfast here. Are we playing around or not?”
Even as she scolded me, she accepted the little hip-check without pulling away. I leaned in and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
“Mmph—no. Jin-yeong’s about to walk in.”
“So what? You’re my wife…”
“Still… mmph—”
My eyes met Jin-yeong’s as he came down the hall. Suyeon was facing the other way and didn’t see him. Jin-yeong seemed to take a moment to simply watch the two of us kissing. One hand propped under his chin, he wore a thoughtful look—playful, at a glance.
“Mom, Dad—isn’t that a little intense for first thing in the morning?”
“Oh my God, honey, see? I told you Jin-yeong would catch us.”
“Haha. This, Jin-yeong, is how grown-ups kiss. Watch and learn, alright?”
“Haha, got it. Dad, I’m an adult too, you know. I’ve already done plenty of kissing.”
“Ohh—look at our boy. So you’ve got a girlfriend, then?”
“No. Nobody I really click with yet.”
“Honestly, it’s weird hearing two men have this conversation over breakfast. Come on, both of you—to the table. Eat.”
“Yes.”
Jin-yeong and I answered at the same time, laughing.
Suyeon and Jin-yeong sat side by side across from me. In her blue apron she looked almost pure. I lifted my phone to take a picture of her straight on.
“What are you doing? I don’t even have makeup on…”
Even so, she flashed a bright smile and held up a V-sign for the camera.
’Click.‘
The shutter sounded, and Suyeon’s face was saved to my phone. I raised it again for a burst shot—and suddenly Jin-yeong leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
“Oh my—honey, a kiss out of nowhere…”
In our family, the habit of kissing each other had started when the kids were little and simply never stopped, even after they grew up. You couldn’t exactly tell a fully grown son to stop kissing his mother, and by now it felt completely natural. I figured it would probably end once he got married.
’Click.‘
The shot caught everything: Suyeon’s eyes gone round with surprise, and Jin-yeong’s face with his eyes gently closed as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. Innocence and sexiness, both at once.
“Alright, alright, you two. That’s enough. We’re busy today—eat quickly. It’s Jin-yeong’s last day of testing, remember.”
“Okay, got it.”
And just like that, breakfast was over.
Before leaving for work, I spoke to Jin-yeong.
“Jin-yeong, if you just do everything the way they taught you at the academy, you’ll pass no problem. Stay loose. When you tense up you can’t do what you know how to do—so if that happens, take a big breath. It’ll settle you. Fighting!”
“Thanks, Dad. I’ll do my best.”
“Yeah. See you later.”
“Yes.”
“Honey, I’m heading out. Talk later.”
“Okay. I’ll text you when Jin-yeong’s test is done.”
“Mm.”
I left the house and went in to the office.
After a few meetings, it was three in the afternoon.
’Ka-tok.‘
A message from Suyeon. She’d sent a photo of Jin-yeong beaming, driver’s license held up in his hand.
The storm of office work had passed, leaving a stretch of quiet afternoon. In the old days I would have used it to sketch out business plans—but not anymore. We had built a company that ran on systems, so both CEO Kim and I were cutting back on how often we had to bury ourselves in the office.
I opened the CCTV monitoring app. The feeds from the cameras we’d installed filled the screen. I tapped the one mounted in Suyeon’s car and enlarged the view.
— Inside Suyeon’s car —
’Click.‘
“Jin-yeong, you did great. You finally got your license.”
“Yes. It’s all thanks to you and Dad helping me. Thank you.”
“Hoho. All Mom did was drive you to the academy.”
“Still—studying in that time made a huge difference.”
“Alright. This is only the beginning. Next comes practice until the driving feels natural. Mom and Dad will help you with that.”
“Okay.”
The two of them sat side by side in the driver’s and passenger seats, talking lightly. Jin-yeong’s gaze locked onto Suyeon’s chest and stayed there for a long moment.
“Ah—! Hoho. Hey, Kim Jin-yeong. Thinking about that again?”
“Heh heh… Thinking about what? I wasn’t thinking anything.”
“Sure you weren’t. Men… are women’s breasts really that wonderful?”
“Mom… those are art that God made. Nothing a human could ever create. Just looking at them is enough to make you gasp in awe.”
“Hoho. Fine. Consider it your reward for passing that hard driving test. Looking only. I’ll allow it.”
“Really? Wow… thanks, Mom!”
In an instant, Jin-yeong’s hand disappeared under Suyeon’s clothes.
“Oh my—honey, not here… people will see—”
Jin-yeong’s eyes had already rolled back with want. Her words never stood a chance of reaching him.
“Mom… right now I can’t see anything else.”
“Jin-yeong… slowly…”