Chapter 3: Tempting the Married Woman
The moment her back touched the blanket, Jung Na-yeon's breath hitched.
The ceiling came into view.
It was the same ceiling she had stared at alone every night, but today it was different. Hyun-soo's face entered her field of vision, and it drew closer. When their lips met, Jung Na-yeon reflexively closed her eyes tightly.
A small moan escaped between her lips.
“Ugh... wait... Hyun-soo...?”
Although she said “just a moment,” her pushing hands instead wrapped around the back of Hyun-soo’s neck. The sensation she had forgotten for so long resurfaced on her skin. The fact that someone else’s body heat, purity, and fingertips existed on her body was now painfully familiar. Jung Na-yeon’s fingers clenched the blanket, then released it, and grabbed Hyun-soo’s shoulders.
“Haah... this can’t be done...?”
Hot breath escaped her lips.
Every time Hyun-soo’s hand moved, Jung Na-yeon’s breathing became irregular.
On the line of her neck, lips descended like a sashimi reacting.
“Ah... uuuuh... Hyun-soo... slowly...?”
“It’s okay.... It won’t tremble....”
Hyun-soo’s gentle and sweet voice.
In that voice, Na-yeon melted in the darkness.
Goosebumps rose on the breath brushing over her collarbone, and Jung Na-yeon’s head turned sideways. Every time hot breath touched the exposed nape of her neck, her fingers curled. Her body, closed for over two years, was opening.
Alarmingly fast.
“I... I can’t do this for long... I don’t know what to do...?”
In the whisper, shame and honesty were mixed.
“Just leave it to me...?”
Hyun-soo whispered in that voice.
Na-yeon’s eyelashes became wet. It wasn’t sadness. It was because she felt again that the touch of a person who wanted her was so hot. That her breath was being choked like this. Jung Na-yeon covered Hyun-soo’s cheek with her trembling hand. Looking into his eyes in the darkness, she continued.
“Gently... do it for me.”
That one word was permission.
And surrender. And surrender to the chastity of the married woman who had kept it for ten years of romance and married life.
Cold spring wind blew outside the window, but inside the closed room, the air heated up rapidly with the two people’s body heat.
“You’re pretty...?”
Hyun-soo licked her nape and unbuttoned her top.
When the whispered “you’re pretty” reached Jung Na-yeon’s eyelashes, a drop of liquid gathered there and flowed down.
Today would be the day the married woman’s chastity is lost.
Or was it because of the resentment and loneliness until now?
“Ugh... there... there...?”
Her body, which her husband hadn’t managed for two years, reacted. She tilted her neck to look at the ceiling, but it was too dark to see anything.
But the senses were clear. When the top was unbuttoned and removed, she reflexively covered her chest with both arms.
“It’s embarrassing... Hyun-soo... it’s dark...?”
A trembling excuse. And the room was already dark.
“No need to be embarrassed.”
When Hyun-soo’s hand gently spread her arm, she couldn’t resist. The sound of her bra unclasping echoed in the room.
Jung Na-yeon turned her face sideways in shame at her breasts being exposed.
“Don’t look... please...?”
But the next moment, the sensation pushing in cut off her words.
The soft, fleshy breast was kneaded.
“Uuuu... haah... Hyun-soo... like that... haaaaa...?”
Her back slightly lifted from the bed blanket.
Fingers groping in the air grabbed Hyun-soo’s hair as he sucked her breast.
Whether pulling or grabbing, she didn’t distinguish, and only rough breathing poured out.
“Suck...?”
“Ah... aaaa... too... haaaaa... like that... hard... suck... can’t... uuuuh...?”
She said it can’t, but her hand gripping Hyun-soo’s hair gained more strength.
She had forgotten.
This sensation.
That someone’s lips and hands moved so greedily on her body.
Her husband hadn’t been like this even in the early days of marriage.
He hadn’t touched her like this, craving her, wanting her desperately.
“Your breast is soft... suck...?”
The sound of sucking the nipple into his mouth made Jung Na-yeon’s waist unconsciously move.
“I’m crazy... I really... I’m going crazy... Hyun-soo...!”
It was a confession that flowed out between panting breaths. The fingers gripping the blanket turned white. Jung Na-yeon covered her mouth with her free hand. The sound leaking out was embarrassing. A 41-year-old married woman, the landlady, was being breast-sucked by her tenant. Those thoughts were fading in her mind. For this moment, she was not the landlady or married woman, but just a woman.
The lonely woman who had been thirsty for so long, wanting to be desired by someone.
She could no longer stop the moans leaking between her fingers.
“Hyun-soo... me... haaaaa... this can’t be done... huuht!.... I can’t stop...?”
“You don’t have to stop.... Do as you like.... Spit it out....”
Enjoying the feel of the soft breast, Hyun-soo was also excited.
The hand blocking her mouth fell weakly because she could honestly say that.
Every time Hyun-soo’s lips went down from her collarbone to her belly, Jung Na-yeon’s abs trembled.
“Eh... what to do.... huuuh...?”
Before the words ended, the sensation of something digging into the skirt made her legs reflexively close. The knees of both legs closed around Hyun-soo’s head as he entered, then opened again beside her with trembling breaths.
“There... can’t... ah...?”
The pressure of the touch transmitted through the panties made Jung Na-yeon’s waist lift from the blanket.
“Uuuuht!... haaaaa... aaaaaa...?”
It was wet there. Since the moment she started caressing her nape and breasts, her body had reacted. The fact that this was embarrassing made her cover her face with her arm.
“It’s embarrassing... getting wet like this...?”
Between trembling voice, rough breath leaked out.
The fact that a married woman was easily breaking down under the touch of a stranger and her tenant heated her mind. But more quickly than shame, pleasure occupied her body.
“Aaaaa... if you rub it like that... uuh!... haaaaa... I’m crazy... me...!”
Jung Na-yeon’s hand groped over the blanket and grabbed Hyun-soo’s hair again. The hot breath felt inside the skirt seemed to soak the panties and dig inside. Every time the inside of her thigh touched Hyun-soo’s cheek, a tingling current flowed.
“It’s been a long time... yeah... my husband hasn’t touched it since... haaaaa... over 2 years...?”
The confession poured out between moans.
The secret she didn’t want to say naturally flowed out in front of pleasure.
“It smells good here...?”
“Don’t say things like that....”
Jung Na-yeon’s toes curled and wrinkled the blanket. Her waist began to move as if following the rhythm. In the uncontrollable reaction of her body, her eyelashes became wet again.
“Hyun-soo... can I take off the panties.... no... take them off...!”
It was a voice close to begging.
Where pride, age, and position melted, only honesty remained.
Every time Hyun-soo’s fingers moved inside the skirt, an unresisted sound burst from Jung Na-yeon’s mouth, and the dark room was filled with their rough breaths.
Hyun-soo, who had been caressing like this, hurriedly took off his pants and underwear.
Then he took off Jung Na-yeon’s panties inside the skirt.
When he positioned and entered on top, a scream-like moan burst from Jung Na-yeon’s mouth.
“Ehuhht!... haaaaa... wait...!”
Both arms hugged and wrapped around Hyun-soo’s back.
Her vagina, which had accepted nothing for two years, squeezed tightly and took Hyun-soo’s thing.
Jung Na-yeon’s eyes closed tightly.
The sensation mixed with pain and pleasure made her whole body tense, feeling Hyun-soo’s body heat, and slowly relaxed.
“You... you’re too... intense.... haaaaa...?”
The married woman’s chastity.
The chastity that she would only allow her body to her husband.
It broke.
Jung Na-yeon’s thighs wrapped around Hyun-soo’s waist.
Clack clack clack.
Hyun-soo began to move, and tears flowed from Jung Na-yeon’s eyes.
Not because of pain.
It was because the sensation of the inside opening and filling the empty space had been forgotten for too long.
“Auntie... it’s hot inside... heeerooh...!”
Clack clack clack.
“Ah... aaaaa... Hyun-soo... move... more....”
Between broken words, a wet sound echoed in the room.
Every time Hyun-soo moved inside the narrow vagina, it squelched and sucked in the fluids. Jung Na-yeon was embarrassed by the sound coming from her own body, hugged Hyun-soo’s neck and closed her eyes tightly.
“This... sound... don’t listen.... It’s embarrassing...?”
But the body was honest.
Clack clack clack.
From inside, it flowed down as if hot water was pouring, accepting Hyun-soo’s penis deeper.
“Heeerooh... it’s sucking... sticking from the tip... too... squeezing...!”
Hyun-soo moving his waist seemed properly excited.
Jung Na-yeon’s waist swayed on its own according to Hyun-soo’s rhythm.
“Ah... it’s going all the way inside.... haaaaa... there... if it touches... uuh...!”
Every time it poked the sensitive spot inside, her vision turned white. Her hair was disheveled on the blanket, and her sweaty forehead glistened. The arms hugging her neck gained more strength.
“Huuuh... haaaaa... haaaaa...?”
Clack clack clack!
Between mixed breaths and squelching sounds echoing, her voice flowed again.
“Better than my husband.... ah!... if I say things like this... it can’t... be done... but... it’s too good... Hyun-soo....!”
The confession poured out with moans.
Her legs gained strength, wrapping Hyun-soo’s waist deeper and pulling him. The vaginal walls inside contracted and tightly held Hyun-soo’s penis.
“It’s breaking... me... it’s breaking.... aaaaa...!”
Jung Na-yeon’s back arched like a sashimi from the blanket. An unbearable moan burst from her tilted neck, and she clung even more, wrapping Hyun-soo’s neck and waist.
“It’s okay... heeerooh...?”
Hyun-soo pushed his penis deep inside her vagina.
“You can feel it... this is revenge....”
When it entered to the end, Jung Na-yeon’s mouth opened.
A sound not a scream or moan hung in her throat. The word “revenge” echoed in her ears, and that one word burned even the last guilt.
“Aaaaa.. all the way... it’s all inside...!”
The pressure feeling touching the entrance of her uterus flashed before her eyes. When the hot lips covered her, Jung Na-yeon opened her mouth to receive it. Their tongues intertwined, and spit mixed, making lewd sounds.
“Suck...?”
“Ugh... ooh... haaaaa...?”
Moans leaking between kisses vibrated in Hyun-soo’s mouth.
“Kiss... haaaaa... yes... this is revenge.... haa... so... do more....”
Jung Na-yeon’s hand grabbed Hyun-soo’s butt and pulled him deeper.