Chapter 52: A Heart Gradually Falling into Depravity (3)
Chapter 52: A Heart Gradually Falling into Depravity (3)
The massage began out of nowhere.
Seo-hyun was initially flustered when Jin-woo abruptly offered to give her a massage, but as he began kneading her shoulders with a serious expression, she couldn't help but be surprised.
He’s… actually really good.
Slide. Press—
"Your muscles are really knotted."
"Hngh. Mmm… really?"
Seo-hyun felt an inexplicable sense of comfort from Jin-woo’s hands pressing into her back. Her whole body had been feeling stiff from using muscles she didn't normally exercise, so the sensation of a man’s large hands pressing into the tension felt incredibly refreshing.
Moreover...
His hands are bigger than I thought…
Every time his fingers—completely different from her husband’s, longer and larger—brushed against her skin, Seo-hyun felt her face flush for no reason. Her heart rate was also picking up speed in a strange way.
The raw strength she couldn't feel from her husband, combined with the way Jin-woo used that power to press firmly into her back, made Seo-hyun’s heart flutter.
"How is it? Is the pressure okay?"
"Mnh. It’s good…"
Press. Press—
His massage skills were unexpectedly excellent. He focused specifically on the knotted areas, as if he knew exactly where and how to apply pressure to get results. It wasn't the technique of someone who had only done this once or twice.
Does he do this for other people often?
...Maybe other women?
The thought suddenly soured her mood. She felt ridiculous for even imagining such a thing, yet she couldn't shake the unpleasant feeling. Seo-hyun playfully wiggled her toes and asked, "You’re quite good at this. Have you done it often?"
"I used to give my parents massages all the time."
"Ah, I see…"
Seo-hyun let her voice trail off before asking, "It wasn't something you did for a girlfriend, was it?"
"A girlfriend? I’ve been single since birth."
"Wh-what? Really?"
Seo-hyun started to lift her head in surprise but quickly buried her face back into the sofa. She had thrown the question out just to test the waters, but his calm, matter-of-fact response left her more flustered than him.
She tried to act nonchalant. "Oh, come on. Where would you find a guy your age who’s been single since birth?"
"Right here," Jin-woo said with a smirk. As he applied a bit more pressure, a loud 'crack' echoed from Seo-hyun’s shoulder.
"Agh! Wait, wait! That hurts!"
"Ah, sorry. Did I hurt you too much?"
"No… that was just a bit sudden. But it does feel good. Keep going."
Seo-hyun quickly offered her back again. As Jin-woo resumed the massage, she asked another question, pretending to be uninterested.
"Seriously… you’ve never had a girlfriend?"
"No. I’ve been too busy to meet anyone, and I think I’m just a bit dense when it comes to romance."
"Hmm. Is that so?"
Seo-hyun spoke calmly, but the corners of her mouth were twitching upward. Hearing that Jin-woo had been single since birth made her feel strangely good, but realizing that fact only made her thoughts more complicated.
Slide—
"I’ll move down to your lower back now, okay?"
"Okay…"
Was that why? Jin-woo’s touch and voice felt softer than usual today, making her heart pound erratically. She was hyper-aware of his scent and his gaze. She knew it was wrong to even think these things, but she could no longer control herself. The feminine desires she had forgotten after marrying her husband were beginning to sprout.
Just then, Jin-woo’s hand brushed against her waist.
"Hnghh…"
"Ah, sorry. Does it hurt?"
"Mmm… no. There, right there… mnh, not too hard… yes, just like that…"
As his hands accurately pressed into the deep knots along her waist, moans filled with both relief and a strange eroticism escaped Seo-hyun’s lips.
"Yes. I’ll go slowly."
Jin-woo gently stroked Seo-hyun’s skin. His devoted touch sent her heart racing even faster. Seo-hyun felt her face grow hot.
What is wrong with me, seriously…
Jin-woo, who usually acted like a beast, was now stroking her body and massaging her so gently that she felt incredibly shy. At the same time, a wave of arousal surged from below.
"Can I do your legs now?"
"Huh? My legs?"
"You used your legs a lot today, didn't you? You did squats, you danced, and you were standing the whole time."
Hearing him say it made her realize just how fatigued her calves and the soles of her feet were. Come to think of it, since today’s workout focused heavily on her lower body, that was the area that needed a massage the most. Honestly, she wanted it.
But...
Do I… smell like sweat?
She had sweated so much during the workout that her whole body had been drenched, and she had come straight to the sofa for a massage without showering. Seo-hyun muttered in embarrassment.
"I sweated a lot today…"
"It would be weirder if you didn't sweat on a day like this. It’s fine."
"Still, my legs are a bit… and my feet…"
Seo-hyun wiggled her feet self-consciously. In response to the movement, Jin-woo’s hands slowly slid down to her thighs and began the massage. The refreshing sensation of her knotted muscles loosening made it impossible for Seo-hyun to refuse any longer.
"Mnh. There… that’s good…"
"You’re really tight here."
"Well, I did push myself pretty hard today…"
As Seo-hyun murmured bashfully, Jin-woo chuckled and loosened his grip. He reduced the pressure, switching from firm kneading to slow, rhythmic strokes. Seo-hyun let out a languid breath.
"Haa. You’re good at this…"
The sensation of her lower body muscles relaxing was incredible. The pleasant massage felt like it was soothing the emptiness in her heart as well. At the same time, Jin-woo’s hands, stroking her skin as gently as if he were foreplaying, began to heat her body up. She let out a shallow, erotic breath and asked:
"But are you really single since birth?"
"Yes. Why? You don't believe me?"
"Mnh. You’re good-looking, so why haven't you had a girlfriend until now?"
Jin-woo chuckled at her words.
"There’s someone I’ve liked since I was a kid."
Seo-hyun’s shoulders stiffened ever so slightly.
"R-really…? Since you were a kid?"
"Yes. I still like her now."
Thump-thump.
Seo-hyun felt a strange fluttering in her chest. Her heart beat so loudly it felt like she could hear it right next to her ear.
That person… it couldn't possibly be… me, could it?
Even though she thought it was impossible, her heart wouldn't stop racing. Ultimately, Seo-hyun couldn't bring herself to ask who that person was. She felt that if she asked and Jin-woo said her name, she wouldn't be able to control her emotions in that moment. And she vaguely sensed that those emotions were incredibly dangerous.
"I’ll do your feet now."
"E-even there?"
"Yes. Your feet worked hard too."
Jin-woo carefully placed Seo-hyun’s foot on his thigh. Wrapping both hands around her ankle, he began to massage. He pressed firmly between the calf and the ankle before gently pushing up into the center of her sole, causing a short moan to leak from Seo-hyun’s mouth.
"Mmmnh…"
His fingers moved between her toes. Seo-hyun bit her lip in embarrassment.
My body is getting hot…
It wasn't just her muscles relaxing; the touch felt so much like a gentle caress that her body was becoming increasingly aroused. Seo-hyun buried her chin into the sofa and let out a heavy, erotic sigh.
"Huuu…"
A small amount of juice trickled from her pussy. Just as the erotic sensation was reaching a peak from the way Jin-woo was gently kneading her toes—
"There, all finished."
Jin-woo’s hands stopped. The sudden end to the massage left Seo-hyun feeling a lingering sense of disappointment. Wanting him to keep going, she turned her head slightly to look at him.
"…Is it over already?"
"Yes. Would you like me to massage you more?"
Seo-hyun glanced at him. He surely knew her body was aroused, yet he was acting like he didn't. It was frustrating. But… her body was already far too excited.
"…Do the lower part too."
"Huh? Where do you mean?"
"……My pussy."
Having said that, Seo-hyun pulled down her leggings and panties, spreading her legs wide to show him her pubic hair and pussy, which were already damp with love juices.
"Massage my pussy too…♡"
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That night.
After returning home and showering, Seo-hyun lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her body was clearly exhausted, but her mind was strangely sharp, and sleep wouldn't come. After tossing and turning for a long time, she confirmed that Do-jun was in a deep sleep and went out to the living room alone to fiddle with her phone.
After some hesitation, she searched for a word.
—Adultery.
Searching for the word "adultery" brought up countless results. Among them was a post where someone had shared their inner thoughts on a community site. Seo-hyun began to read one of them.
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Title:
Hello. I’m a housewife in my mid-30s.
I’ve been married for about 10 years and have one child.
My husband works hard, and I thought we were doing well without any major issues… but lately, I feel so foreign to myself that I’m writing this.
I think it started a few months ago.
My heart started fluttering when I looked at a man who wasn't my husband.
The man is my husband’s subordinate, and I’ve sat down for dinner with him a few times.
At first, I just thought he was a well-spoken and well-mannered person, but at some point, my heart started racing every time our eyes met, and I get butterflies just thinking about him.
I’m so scared of these feelings, and I feel so guilty.
It’s not that I don't love my husband. I’m the first to worry when he’s having a hard time, and I still cherish him.
Plus, my son is more precious to me than anyone.
And yet… strangely, my heart doesn't flutter for my husband like it used to, and I only get that excited feeling when I see that other man.
What should I do?
Is this also an affair?
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Seo-hyun’s finger paused as she scrolled down.
……It’s just like me.
It was as if someone had copied her own heart and pasted it there. As she read about the housewife in her 30s whose heart fluttered for another man, Seo-hyun’s chest felt increasingly tight. She slowly read through the comments.
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- Feelings aren't a crime, right? Just be careful with your actions.
- As long as you don't cross the line, isn't it fine?
- I feel bad for the husband lol.
- Maybe that man is the true love the writer wants? If she’s in her early 30s after 10 years of marriage, didn't she get married too young?
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While reading the comments, one in particular caught her eye.
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- Ultimately, you have to choose the answer yourself.
- Choose according to where your heart leads.
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Choose according to where my heart leads…
She turned off her phone, but that comment kept swirling in her head.
"Huuu…"
As she tried to organize her messy thoughts, her eyes fell on a picture frame sitting quietly on the dining table. She carefully picked it up.
"……."
There was a photo in the frame. It was from their honeymoon years ago—a picture of Seo-hyun and Do-jun standing side-by-side with the ocean in the background. Staring blankly at the photo, Seo-hyun leaned back against the sofa and spread her legs.
After a moment of hesitation, her fingertips slowly began to stroke her lower abdomen and inner thighs.
Slide—
"……."
She felt nothing. But Seo-hyun didn't give up. She pulled down her pajama pants and panties, and while thinking of her husband, she inserted a finger into her pussy.
Squelch, squelch—
"Honey. Honey……."
Seo-hyun stared at her husband’s face in the frame and began to poke at her pussy. She tried her best to reach a climax by recalling his face and their memories together. But the more she tried, the more the emptiness in her heart grew.
In the end, she failed to reach a climax.
"Why. Why can't I go……."
Masturbating while thinking of her husband’s face was far too bland to reach a climax. She felt a little bit of excitement, but it was merely a physical reaction from the friction of her finger; her husband’s face didn't trigger even a spark of sexual arousal.
Still, Seo-hyun tried. She called out her husband’s name and poked her pussy, trying to build excitement by recalling the times they had sex. But it was all in vain.
Squelch, squelch—
"Ngh, huuuu……."
There was no sensation in Seo-hyun’s pussy. She still loved Do-jun and cherished him as her husband, but the truth was, there was very little about him that she found sexually attractive.
The moment she realized she could never reach a climax with her husband’s tiny dick, Seo-hyun instinctively thought of something else.
Jin-woo’s cock.
"Hnghhhh…!?"
The moment she pictured that massive cock, Seo-hyun’s entire body flinched and shuddered violently. Feeling the arousal that had been missing suddenly explode, Seo-hyun immediately spread her legs wide and began to frantically poke her pussy.
Master! Master! Master!♡
From the moment she pictured Jin-woo’s huge cock—which couldn't even be compared to her husband’s—Seo-hyun lost her mind to an intense surge of excitement and a sense of immorality. She thrust her long fingers into her pussy like a madwoman, her eyes rolling back.
"Ohooooh? I’m going! I’m going...!!!"
Sploosh—!!!
"Master...!!!"