A Wedding Ring for the Devoted Housewife
After coolly pulling out with one shot deep inside Gayeong's pussy—right alongside the devoted housewife's wedding(?) ring—I dug into the late lunch she'd prepared. She must have loved the idea of matching couple rings that much; watching her hop around excitedly, I savored every bite.
Once I finished, a pleasant drowsiness settled over me, the kind that promised a sweet nap if I just closed my eyes.
'…Maybe buy the ring next time?'
It wasn't urgent anyway; I'd just planned to grab it today since it crossed my mind. After brushing my teeth and flopping back onto the bed, about 70% of me was already leaning toward "put it off."
"Honey~ I'm gonna go get ready to head out… honey?"
Gayeong, fresh from doing the dishes, approached with a worried look at the sight of me sprawled out.
"A-Are you tired…?"
"Yeah…"
Honestly, I was sleepy. Half-lidded, I mumbled to her.
"Let's… go next time?"
"…B-But…"
"Next week… Friday or whenever… we get time… mm…"
Drowsiness crept in, my eyelids drooping lower. She seemed really looking forward to it, so I felt a bit guilty, but she never really pushed back against me anyway. She'd probably accept it, disappointed but compliant.
Right as my eyes finally shut completely.
—rustle… grope…
I felt a hand stroking my cock over my pants. Warm breath tickled my face, her whisper slipping into my ear.
"Honeyyy… let's go today…♡ I'll make it up to you even better later…"
"……."
Smack…♡ Slurp… "I'll kiss you even more passionately… and clench my pussy super tight to make you feel amazing… okay? Let's go now…♡"
"…You really wanna go today that bad?"
"Yes…♡ Sorry for bothering you when you're tired… but please… honey…♡"
"I'm sleepy…"
Smack… lick… "Th-Then how about you nap in the passenger seat? I'll drive carefully."
"Hm…"
"Please, honey… mwah… smack♡"
She rubbed my cock vigorously and peppered my face with sticky kisses, pleading so earnestly that I caved. Fine. Whatever. Let's go. Custom rings take time to arrive anyway—better get it done now.
"…Gayeong. Wear that outfit just like it is. The sexy one."
"Th-This one?"
"Yeah. Looks like the wet spots dried already."
"True, but…"
"Throw a cardigan over it. No panties."
"……."
"Got it?"
"…Y-Yes…♡"
We hopped in the car and headed to a bustling area in Gyeonggi-do that we'd visited once before. I'd wondered why Yunho hyung never drove, but apparently the chronic fatigue made him worry about causing an accident, so he'd stopped driving altogether lately.
Thanks for the ride, Yunho hyung! That chronic exhaustion came in handy again.
Anyway, after catching a quick nap in the car, I felt refreshed and strode down the street arm-in-arm with Gayeong. She was in that sexy gray mini-dress from earlier sex, draped with a long robe cardigan.
And with every step, eyes locked onto her. No joke—this was the most blatant staring I'd ever seen. Guys stole glances without fail; even women couldn't look away.
"Whoa… damn…"
"Body for days…"
I swear I caught whispers like that. Totally understandable admiration.
Her massive tits' cleavage spilled out from the clingy tank straps, flowing into a cinched waist and flaring hips—how could anyone not stare? The short dress hem showcased her plump, milky thighs like artwork. And no panties underneath, to boot.
She'd hemmed and hawed before we left, but the moment we parked and stepped into the bustle, she stopped caring.
"Honey, it's that way!"
She'd searched her phone for the famous accessory brand's offline store and was dragging me along excitedly, arm linked with mine. She seemed to have forgotten all about going commando.
We stepped into Noid, the accessory shop. Pretty designs at reasonable prices—it was popular with twenty-somethings.
"Welcome!"
A bright employee greeted us amid shelves of accessories. Our target: couple rings only. Gayeong zeroed in on them right away, eyes sparkling, ignoring everything else.
"So pretty…"
Rings in every style imaginable—enough to make your eyes hurt. After a quick scan, I decided to leave it to her.
"Gayeong, pick whatever you like."
"Okay, honey!"
I wasn't dying to wear couple rings myself; I was just buying because Seol or Gayeong would like them. She beamed and started meticulously checking the wall displays.
I trailed behind, barely resisting the urge to slip a hand under her dress and touch her pussy. No panty lines on that tight fabric. Knowing she's bare down there? Fucking hot.
As we browsed leisurely, she pointed to a couple ring set.
"How about this one?"
"Oh? Nice. Looks good."
"Right? Sleek pattern, not too flashy—perfect for everyday wear."
"Ah, you started with those. Yeah, matches the color, looks solid."
Smart girl—remembered not to match Seol's and mine. I'd worried she'd forget in her excitement.
And damn, the set she picked? Hit the spot. Simple yet refined, ideal for daily wear. Sold.
"This one's… nah. Yeah, that might be better…"
Sensing I'd picked one for my girlfriend, she was now seriously hunting hers. I watched for a bit, then wandered to browse other rings.
Circling the central display case where the employee was.
"Oh."
A ring caught my eye: thin gold band with a tiny diamond. More wedding ring than couple ring vibe.
I stared; the quiet employee smiled and chimed in.
"Our most popular item lately. Great design, affordable—lots of twenties shoppers love it."
"That center one's a diamond?"
"Yes. 14k with a 1-carat point, though—not like the big fancy ones."
"Hm…"
Looks good? Price seems reasonable. Won't wear it with Gayeong daily anyway.
Seeing my interest, she added quickly.
"We have a set from an order mix-up in stock right now. If the size fits, you can take it today."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes. Super popular design, tons of orders… no defects, returns, or used stuff, of course."
"What sizes?"
"Size 10 and 15 set. Yellow gold."
"Suck—perfect, but."
I glanced at Gayeong, still seriously scanning displays, undecided.
I nodded to the employee.
"We'll take this."
"Thank you! I'll pack it right up! Price is…"
"Hold on. And that silver couple ring over there."
"Pardon?"
To the puzzled employee, I added the set Gayeong had picked.
"Can I buy three of these couple rings? Size 10, 11, and 15."
"Y-Yes, of course. Takes about two weeks for delivery. This too?"
"Yeah. Ship it. Address…"
She eyed me like what's this guy's deal? but didn't pry. After jotting the address, total came to 1.13 million won. Pricier than expected, but whatever—Professor Seong gave me plenty.
Paying with my card felt right; using Gayeong's seemed off.
While I wrapped up, Gayeong was still lost in ring-gazing. Picking her own was tough; without me choosing, she'd probably browse another hour.
I snuck up, grabbed her shoulders.
"Gayeong, let's go."
"Huh? I haven't picked…"
"I picked and bought already. See? Let's head out."
Grabbing her bewildered hand, we returned to the car.
"Saw something I liked while browsing, asked—and they had an order mix-up set ready to go."
"Ah…"
"Hate that I picked without you?"
"N-No! If you chose it, honey, I love it even more!"
"Good. Glad."
No flattery—she lit up genuinely. She'd been diligently picking since I left it to her, but my choice thrilled her more.
Seeing her reaction, I pulled the ring case from the pretty paper bag.
"Eek…♡"
Her face flushed with anticipation. Staring holes through the case as I—
—popped it open.
Revealing two gold rings with tiny diamonds.
"This is…"
Her eyes went wide. She knew: not the couple rings she'd eyed. More like the wedding ring I'd pulled out earlier.
I took one and grasped her left hand. Slowly sliding it onto her ring finger, I murmured.
"Gayeong."
"…Yes, honey."
"Thought about it—you're basically my wife already. Couple rings felt off. So I went for a wedding vibe… like it?"
"……."
No answer. She just stared at the gold band now on her finger.
Once it settled perfectly, like it belonged there—
—drop, drop…
Tears flowed silently.
Her reaction hit harder than expected—I was startled but played it cool, wiping her tears with my thumb.
"H-Honey…"
"Don't cry. You're my wife for life, right, Gayeong?"
"Sob… Yes. For life… I'll be your wife forever…"
"And you'll give me a baby."
"I will. Anytime you want, even right now… I want your baby, honey."
"You'll do anything I want?"
"Yes. Anything… whatever you desire…!"
"Yeah?"
Her endless devotion sealed it. I grinned, reaching out—into that tempting space under her dress.