Chapter 94
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Won't You Try Inserting It?
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"Won't you try inserting it?"
Two days ago, at night.
The events of that day—the first time in my life I'd ever felt an orgasm—simply refused to fade from my mind.
Not just once, but multiple times.
I'd moaned like a beast.
Lost myself in mindless pleasure.
The kisses were sweet, the embraces warmer than anyone's.
And I couldn't forget the sensation of that thick, massive cock plunging deep into my pussy.
Every time it thrust in, my body trembled with electric thrill.
Semen had splattered all over my face, my hair, my breasts.
My pussy had been filled to the brim with it.
I'd even sucked a cock crammed into my mouth until I swallowed his load.
All of it was a first for me.
Things I'd never dream of expecting from my husband.
That's why it felt even more thrilling, even better.
It was the day I realized what the desires hidden inside me truly craved.
The man who dominated me had been seared into my mind.
But that day...
He said it was the last time.
Just once, to experience it.
I couldn't betray my family's expectations or my husband's trust, so I planned to forget everything after that night.
It didn't work.
It was impossible from the start.
I couldn't erase it no matter what.
The harder I tried to forget, the more it filled my head.
One moment it was Seo Tae-hu's face, the next his thick cock, then his firm body—cycling through my thoughts.
Every part of Seo Tae-hu was etched into my mind.
Exposing myself to him, letting him assist, masturbating, having sex...
Had I grown too attached to him through all that?
Just thinking about it now made my body heat up.
More precisely, my chest burned.
That's why yesterday, I desperately held onto him despite his plans and went through with the exposure.
One goal in mind.
To excite him.
If I got him aroused, I'd get to see that cock again.
That big, thick, beautiful cock still lingering in my fantasies.
And maybe taste the semen spurting from it...
Call me a crazy bitch if you want.
Ever since swallowing that load, I couldn't stop craving it.
Maybe it wasn't the semen itself, but the rough pressure of him thrusting into my mouth.
And the sex.
That exquisite pleasure, plunging deep into my pussy—something my husband could never give me... maybe I could feel it again.
If he got excited and said just once more... I wouldn't be able to refuse.
So I exposed myself and even masturbated.
It was too embarrassing to straight-up beg him to make me feel it again like that day.
A married woman lost in pleasure, craving cock again—it didn't seem right.
I didn't want to look like an easy slut either.
So I kept teasing him, waiting for him to suggest it first, just like the beginning.
But he didn't masturbate, didn't touch my body.
Each time, I caught myself feeling disappointed.
And I admitted it.
I wanted to feel that orgasm again.
My husband couldn't do it.
I couldn't ask some random guy either.
No more other men.
No guarantee they'd make me feel it like Seo Tae-hu.
So, only Seo Tae-hu.
He was the only one who could.
With that thought, I masturbated even more fiercely, begged to see his cock.
And when he finally pulled it out right in front of me, my mind went blank.
I really wanted it. Desperately.
How could I crave something like this so badly?
The moment his cock appeared before my eyes, I nearly took it in my mouth without thinking—but he stopped me.
He even put his pants back on and left.
My masturbation wasn't even finished.
I hadn't orgasmed yet.
The misery and despair I felt then were overwhelming.
Was I too clumsy? Or was masturbation not enough to excite him?
His cock had looked huge.
Back home, thoughts of how to seduce him consumed me.
Even with my husband sleeping right beside me, a married woman like me.
That's when I uploaded that video I'd taken.
And used it as an excuse for this demand now.
"My place?"
It was a gamble.
By now, he'd know what I wanted.
Seo Tae-hu would notice my desires and help me out, right?
I hoped he'd take the lead without me having to beg pathetically.
He's a good guy, after all.
"Yeah... I think your place would be best, Tae-hu."
"Hmm."
This feels ominous.
No joy or pleasure on his face.
It's a perfect chance to pounce on me.
Why that expression?
You enjoyed it too, back then.
"Sorry, but that's not possible."
Lightning struck in my head.
Rejection.
"W-Why not?"
"Hmm. People might see."
"W-We can be careful, right?"
"You're pretty famous around the office, Assistant Manager."
"Ah..."
Does he not get my hint?
I'm serving it up on a platter.
A chance to plunge into my pussy over and over?
Is he satisfied after just once?
No way. I can't give up.
Only Seo Tae-hu can give me that orgasm.
"Th-Then somewhere else."
"Think it over and text me the spot."
"I will."
Where? Where would tempt him best?
In the end, I chose that same parking lot.
The place where we'd had such intense, thick sex—maybe the memories would make him pounce on me.
"Here again?"
"W-Why? You don't like it?"
"You said you wanted indoors last time."
"W-Well, I changed my mind."
"Whatever. Let's get started."
Good. No signs of reluctance.
I stripped off all my clothes right away.
"Bold as ever."
"...How's it look today?"
"Your body's always gorgeous, Assistant Manager. Gets me excited."
Why do those words make my heart race?
"T-Tae-hu, you strip and lie down too."
"Gonna start filming right away?"
"Of course."
Hurry, strip already. I've been barely holding back my arousal since yesterday.
"Hmm. But for the video, I'd have to take off my panties too."
"...R-Really?"
I knew, but played dumb.
"So let's change positions. Film from a different angle. Us."
Ah, that was the most stimulating one.
Still, curiosity won out. I must be really turned on.
"What angle?"
"Doggy style. But just your waist on camera."
"...Just my waist?"
"Guys would love that angle."
"Without taking off my panties?"
"Yeah. I won't take mine off."
Fine, I can still grind, so let's try.
If we grind, it'll stimulate him too.
"L-Let's do it."
I got on all fours and looked back.
He hadn't even taken off his pants, let alone his underwear.
He pressed against my hips from behind.
Thud thud thud—
No thrill at all.
Why jeans today of all days?
His cock doesn't even feel fully hard.
Just his lower body pushing against my ass.
"Got it all. Take a look."
The video turned out okay, at least.
My waist moving wildly over my ass.
But this wasn't what I wanted.
"You don't look happy."
"Yeah. It's a letdown. The last video at least showed a bit below, so it felt like insertion. This... not at all."
"We didn't insert."
"...True."
He's so oblivious.
Or is he teasing me on purpose?
A good idea hit me.
"How about a photo of semen splattered on my back instead?"
"That'd be hot."
"Please, then."
"You want me to jerk off onto it?"
"...Yes."
"Hmm. But I'm not hard yet."
"I-I'll do it with my hand for you."
"Then I can't cum on your back."
"If you tell me when you're about to cum, I can turn around then... okay?"
"Still feels awkward."
What do you want from me?
"H-How about grinding?"
"On your ass?"
"...Yes."
"You okay with that?"
"...For the photo, sure."
"Hmm. But that might be tough for me too."
"Why now?"
"I'd want to do it for real."
Do it then! That's the point!
I couldn't scream my frustration, which only made me angrier.
"Let's just take a few other pics and go."
So oblivious. Or...
'Does he really think that day was the last?'
With his manners, maybe.
He wants to, but doesn't want to go against my will.
I'm the one who said it was the last, so he's respecting that.
You don't have to.
Now I'll have to say it outright.
Is that the only way?
How can I?
It's too humiliating to beg him to fuck me.
It feels like abandoning all my defenses—I couldn't muster the courage.
Saying it was just that one time, then begging again would make me look easy to him.
Then he'd keep demanding more, seeing me as loose.
I need to keep that final escape route open.
That's why I'm waiting for him to get excited and take me.
"Not taking more photos?"
"Tae-hu..."
"Yes, Assistant Manager?"
"Um... you know."
"Go ahead."
But I can't.
My body, burning for days, won't stop.
I felt like I couldn't go home without at least one orgasm.
"...Won't you try inserting it?"
"...You serious?"
"...It's the only way for the photos. L-Last time! Really the last."
"So doggy until I cum on your back?"
"...Yes."
After saying this much, would he refuse?
You liked it too.
I mustered huge courage.
But why that face?
No joy, no excitement.
He looks deeply conflicted, tormented.
"Hmm. Thanks for the offer, but no."
"What? Ah... W-Why?"
"You're too pretty and lovable."
"What does that mean?"
"I wouldn't be able to hold back. It was hard enough for days after last time. If we do it again, I really won't forget you. Better not at all."
"..."
"Plus, you have a husband. Continuing this risky thing burdens me too. Pretend I didn't hear that offer."
Ah.
My mind went white.
Why?
I even said insertion was okay, and he refuses?
He smiled innocently, oblivious to my feelings, and added one more thing.
"But I'll keep helping with the exposure."
You bastard.
You idiot.
No, you despicable jerk.
Every curse word flooded my mind.
What am I supposed to do now?