Chapter 70
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 70
Chapter Title: I Wonder If This Can Satisfy Me
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Yoo Eun-ju's disposition was exactly as Seo Tae-hu had predicted.
She had grown up hearing how pretty she was her whole life, always receiving men's kindness and consideration.
Even knowing their ulterior motives, she sometimes took advantage of them.
When doing schoolwork or jobs.
Realizing she subtly enjoyed those gazes, she even entered Miss Korea and ended up winning the crown.
That's when the resort promotional model offer came in.
It led her to join the PR Department, marking the start of her corporate life.
That's when she met Section Chief Jin Seong-tae.
He was truly unique.
Unlike other men, he was curt and cold.
He treated men and women the same, always putting work first.
Consideration or kindness from him? Not a chance.
Screw up and you'd get chewed out; do well and all you got was a single low mutter of praise.
"You're the first man like this for me."
That vibe drew her in, and she fell hard.
The cold treatment, the blunt orders, the harsh reprimands.
She was captivated by how he firmly took control of her. She confessed first, they dated, and she married him.
During their relationship, his insistence on premarital chastity struck her as odd.
But it was her own projection—wishing he would stay chaste, even if she knew better.
No real problems while dating.
If anything, his coldness toward other women only made him more appealing.
She even liked his rigidly Confucian mindset.
Those were the qualities that made her marry him, but she never dreamed they'd turn into problems after the wedding.
Even in bed.
She'd thought he'd dominate her fiercely.
Treat her rough, like a bitch in heat.
So the disappointment hit even harder.
He was the perfect man in every other way, but the bedroom was the one place she felt dissatisfied.
That's when she fully embraced her exhibitionist tendencies.
And Seo Tae-hu was the man who eased her quiet frustrations with her husband.
Especially during their massage exchange on the mountain.
His scent was so intoxicating it sparked a flicker of affection.
So she subtly exposed herself around the pool and elsewhere, savoring his gaze.
Showing off to him brought a sharper thrill than before.
When he caught her, her mind went blank with shock—but his offer to play accomplice made her heart pound wildly.
The freedom to expose herself however she wanted, with a handsome man watching? Pure bliss for Yoo Eun-ju.
The rush of obeying his commands was even more intense than the exposure itself. No regrets there.
But now, he was doing something completely unexpected.
'What's so huge about this?'
Seo Tae-hu whipped out his cock right in front of her.
She flinched and looked away, but her gaze snapped back to his massive tool.
First time seeing one this big.
Is this what a real man's dick looks like?
Longer and thicker than her husband's by a mile.
She'd thought her husband was decently endowed, but this... black guy levels. That kind of thought crossed her mind.
"Haa."
Smooth stroke—long, slow pull—
He gripped his huge shaft and pumped it back and forth.
Fondling it while looming over her.
More precisely, his eyes locked on her pussy.
'Ah...'
That stare ignited a deep, scorching heat she hadn't felt in ages.
Hotter than anything from her exposures or obedience so far.
"Assistant Manager. Take off your clothes again."
"......"
"Hurry up."
Why was it so hard to refuse?
Maybe because she'd shown him so many times already—it felt routine now.
She casually stripped without a second thought.
Her naked body bared in seconds.
But instead of shame, a strange heat began building in her core.
Because he was stroking that massive cock while eyeing her body?
"Haa. Touch your nipples."
She obeyed, fingers grazing her nipples.
A sharp tingle shot through, warming her breasts.
"Assistant Manager. Touch your pussy too. Hard."
This was straight-up mutual masturbation.
They weren't fucking, but it was adultery all the same.
Yet here she was, obeying without hesitation. Astonishing herself.
Yeah, not a real affair.
Not handing over my heart and fucking him.
This much should be fine, she rationalized.
"Do it right. Or I'm done."
Her heart plummeted at his words.
She'd forgotten.
He was just indulging her kinks—he could walk away anytime.
Hard to recapture this thrill without him.
Lose him, and these experiences were gone for good.
A man treating her this gentlemanly? Don't count on it.
She knew men's desires inside out.
They were all scheming to fuck her somehow.
Compared to that, Seo Tae-hu was a gentleman. He never laid a hand on her.
Even after seeing her whole body up close—excitement that intense—and he held back.
"Haa. Tae-hu-ssi. Mind if I ask something?"
"What."
"Did you ever jerk off at home to my SNS pics?"
"Yeah. Every time you snapped those pics and bounced, how was I supposed to hold back? Jerked my brains out the second I got home."
"......I've been so selfish."
"It's cool. I'm just the accomplice, right? If you're sorry, masturbate properly."
"......Yes."
His aroused voice sank into her chest. Her body heated up in response.
'Huh?'
She hadn't masturbated in forever.
No point—no wetness no matter what.
After her body turned numb to pleasure, neither her husband's touch nor her own brought any excitement.
No lube meant pain, so she quit.
But now... wetness trickled out.
'What the hell.'
She was stunned.
He hadn't even touched her. Just her own fingers, and this change?
"Assistant Manager, your pussy's gorgeous. Spread it. Show me inside."
Splay—
"Oh. Getting wet? Turned on?"
"Y-Yeah. Crazy. Even for me."
"Seemed like you got off on rough talk before."
"D-Did I?"
She remembered. The men's crude talk in the bathroom had made her damp.
"Eun-ju. Shove those fingers deeper in your cunt."
"W-What?"
"Do it. Two fingers."
His sudden shift to informal speech rang alarms in her head.
Unthinkable reaction—her body froze.
"Don't just sit there. Hurry up. Fuck yourself good."
The scolding jolted her; she plunged her fingers in.
"Haaah."
It burst out. A moan.
Not a faint breath—a full-blown cry of lust.
"Feels good, huh? Good girl. Spread those legs wider, fuck harder. You'll feel it more! Eyes on my cock."
"Haaaah."
It was real.
Legs splayed wide like he ordered, fingers pistoning—waves of arousal crashed harder.
His veiny monster cock throbbed right in her face, stoking her fire even more.
How long since...?
Feeling pleasure from her own touch.
One reason for this long-lost ecstasy: Seo Tae-hu.
Obeying his rough commands set her body ablaze, unlocking this high.
Exposing herself to him, following his lead—it flipped the switch on her dormant pleasure button.
'This man.'
Perfect. Ideal.
With him, maybe he could satisfy her in bed too—where her husband fell short.
Rail her wildly, deliver heavenly bliss?
"Hup!"
The shocking thought halted everything.
No way.
No matter how good this felt, fantasizing sex was too far.
"What're you doing, Yoo Eun-ju? Why stop?"
"I-I wanna quit."
"What?"
"But you finish, Tae-hu-ssi. I'll show you."
They couldn't go deeper.
She was married, had a husband. Affairs were off-limits.
This level with Seo Tae-hu was perfect.
Terror gripped her—what might she become if she clung harder?
She stopped cold.
"Hup. Haa."
Guilt toward him swelled.
Splay—
She spread her pussy wide inside out for his peak pleasure.
This much, at least.
He was giving up rest time for her.
Basic decency—she'd help him finish.
"Hua. Huu."
Thrilling buildup etched on Seo Tae-hu's face.
First time seeing him so flushed.
So this is what an excited man looks like.
On him, it made her want to crush him in a hug.
'All the way.'
Help him to the end.
She cupped her hands in front of his cock.
"Tae-hu-ssi. Cum here if you want."
"Huu. Really?"
"Yeah. Feels like it'll ease my guilt."
Better than the floor—receiving it herself.
Innocent thought, but saying it sparked fierce curiosity.
What did his cum look like? How much? What smell?
How raw would it be erupting in her face?
Unable to resist, she held both hands right under his glans.
"Cum. Tae-hu-ssi. Let go."
"Haa. Hold your hands up."
"Huh? Why?"
"Diagonal! Up!"
"Like this?"
"Higher! Haa!"
No clue why, but she complied.
Too late—he beat her to it.
"Haaaah!"
Spluuurt—splurt—
His hot load blasted from the tip.
Splurt—spluuuurt—splurt—
"Kyaa!"
Little hit her palms.
Most arced past, splattering her face and body.
She jerked back in panic, dodging for her neck.
"Haa. Haa. Haa."
Behind his heaving breaths, slimy heat coated her face and hair.
No mistaking it—Seo Tae-hu's cum.
What the hell.
Never planned for this.
"All over the place."
"......"
"Told you—hands up."
She hadn't known.
So much. So forceful.
Her husband never needed to go this hard.
"But it looks pretty on you, Assistant Manager."
"......"
Not even a sorry first?
Should piss her off, that lack of tact—but she couldn't muster it.
If anything, his heavy-lidded gaze only heated her more.
What now.
I'm getting hooked on this guy.
"Can't touch your body, Assistant Manager. Wipe it yourself."
This icy tone—why so damn good?
That still-twitching cock—why so pretty?
Haa. No clue why her heart's racing like this.