Sex Banter with the Drunk Married Woman (2)
"You like big-breasted women, so as expected, Forward Observer Platoon Leader is a lecherous wolf too❤️"
"All men are wolves by nature. And in all my life, I've never met a guy who doesn't like big tits, kukuku."
Hearing me openly say I liked the same type of women as her—a 'married woman'—the Haengbowon sitting across from me responded with a brazen yet seductive drawl, subtly thrusting her own chest forward to advertise it. I didn't dodge it either; I stared straight at those overflowing tits and burst out laughing with a half-joking line. She laughed along with me, cranking the conversation's heat up another notch...
"Hohoho, you're right, Forward Observer Platoon Leader. Even my husband buried his face in my tits every single day back in our dating days and honeymoon phase❤️"
Go Suyeon the sergeant mentioned her husband while lightly tracing the deep valley of her cleavage with her right hand. That gesture carried the uniquely sultry allure of a married woman, quickening my breath on instinct. Then words tumbled from her lips that aroused me even more.
"By the way, our Forward Observer Platoon Leader likes plump, juicy types like me, huh? But there aren't many women built like me around... and it's not like a 'married woman' like me can do anything with you anyway❤️"
Emphasizing her status as a 'married woman' on purpose, the Haengbowon fixed me with eyes gleaming with lust. The moment I heard that, I could feel it—at least right now, she desperately wanted me, the stud. It was the loneliness from being separated from her family for so long, her body in its prime craving a 'male' to satisfy its urges despite having a husband who left her high and dry like a widow...
Our gazes grew sticky, the mood heating up as my crotch swelled massively under the table. Our precarious banter kicked off again.
"That's too bad... If you weren't married, Haengbowon, I'd be dying to give you a spin—you're totally my type."
"Oh my... Hearing a young, handsome guy like you say that makes my heart race for no reason❤️"
Her heart racing, she slipped her hand upright into that deep cleavage. The thin tee bunched up between her tits, stretching taut, exposing the silhouette of those luscious red melons on the verge of spilling out of her bra.
Gulp...
The 'married woman's' mouthwatering rack. I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth without thinking at the sight of that firm, juicy flesh. Go Suyeon the sergeant watched me with eyes brimming with seductiveness, even giving her tits a subtle shake to tease me further.
This sinful scene—a married woman with a husband and kid flaunting her tits at another man—sent waves of immense taboo thrill and arousal through me, making my fully erect cock twitch like crazy. Whether she knew my dick was throbbing under the table because of her or not, she lifted her half-full glass to her lips and took a sip. Then she started talking about her husband again.
"What's the point if I'm your type, Forward Observer Platoon Leader... My husband is barely around to even look at... And these days, every time he sees a slim girl, he nags me to diet."
The moment she vented her frustrations about her husband, I saw my opening. I took her side right away, pulling an incredulous face.
"Nah~ What are you talking about? You're so sexy right now—why lose any weight? If I were your husband, I'd be... whoa every night..."
"What would you do every night?❤️"
"Haha... How do I even say it, hahaha..."
"We're both adults—what's the big deal? It's not like we're actually doing anything, so spill it comfortably. Come on❤️"
Go Suyeon the sergeant flashed a bewitching smile at my earnest words, pressing me on what I wanted to do. When I paused with an awkward chuckle for some push-pull tension, she seemed even more worked up, coquettishly demanding an answer. All the while, she casually rested her massive tits—bra-stuffed to bursting—on the table. Sensing her defenses had dropped low from her ripe MILF seduction, I opened up.
"Don't get the wrong idea when you hear this."
"Okay, I won't❤️"
"If I were your husband, first off, I wouldn't go to some other region. How could I leave a gorgeous wife like you?"
"You say the sweetest things❤️"
She beamed a genuine, pleased smile at my answer tailored to her tastes. Buoyed by that, my confidence surged as I kept going.
"And I'd clock out sharp every day—once right when I got home, once after dinner, and once more before bed. Three times total, and even that might barely satisfy me with you in my arms."
"Just 'holding' me?"
"Ah... You know exactly what I mean, Haengbowon..."
"No idea?❤️"
The experienced 'married woman' pulled her obvious feigned innocence on the double meaning of 'holding.' After hesitating a beat, I gave her the vulgar answer she craved.
"...Don't complain when you hear it... Right after work, I'd lick every inch of your sweaty, musky body from a full day, then pound you doggy-style. After dinner, we'd shower together while I fuck you. And last, in bed, we'd go at it like animals till we collapsed from exhaustion and passed out."
"Oh my❤️..."
Shocked by my lewd response that blew past her expectations, her lust-glazed eyes flew wide as she covered her mouth with one hand. But that lasted only a moment. She unleashed an even thicker wave of female pheromones and lightly scolded me—not really a scold.
"Forward Observer Platoon Leader, you're such a perv❤️ How can you say such dirty things with a woman right here..."
"Haengbowon! You said adults can talk freely!"
"Hohoho, just kidding... But you're way lechier than you look, our Forward Observer Platoon Leader❤️"
Claiming it was a joke, she kept giggling flirtatiously, her body wriggling just a bit. Her voluptuous tits jiggled with the motion, capturing my gaze. This time, I turned the tables and asked about her ideal type.
"It's not fair if I just spill my tastes. Tell me yours—what kind of guy's your type, Haengbowon?"
"My ideal type? Hmm... I'm pretty tall for a woman, so I like big, sturdy guys."
"And?"
"And after getting married, I realized—guys who are good in bed are so sexy❤️"
"Does your husband fit that ideal?"
"My husband? He's got a decent build, and he was pretty passionate before we had the kid... But so what? This year, I can count the times we've slept together on one hand."
'Good in bed.' In other words, great at sex. She licked her lower lip as she said it, so I brought up her 'husband' again to stoke her dissatisfaction. Then I pitched myself as prime 'stud' material.
"Ah~ Hearing your ideal type makes me so jealous. I'm big-built, and I'm really confident in bed..."
Thud! Clink, trickle...
Locking eyes with her sultry gaze, I declared my sexual prowess—and 'accidentally' knocked over the soju glass on the table with my hand. Glass clinking over, the soju spilled across the table straight onto my crotch. The cold liquid instantly soaked through my thin shorts and underwear.
I acted shocked, hurriedly righting the glass. The Haengbowon grabbed a wad of tissues from the table's edge and hurried over to my seat.
Scrape
I pulled my chair back to make space, and she naturally dropped into a squat between my legs, pressing the tissues to the wet front of my pants.
Wipe, rub rub rub
"It's soaked... Be more careful, Forward Observer Platoon Leader."
"Ugh, sorry, Haengbowon... I must be drunk."
As worried words and apologies flew between us, her hand wiping my inner thigh brushed my cock.
Throb throb throb throb❤️
Right on cue, my half-hard dick surged to full mast, pitching a massive tent in my pants. The 26cm monster's outline stood out unfiltered. Her hand froze as she stared, dumbfounded, at the towering cock right in front of her face. Her plump lips parted slightly, her eyes trembling wildly—betraying the conflict and arousal raging inside her.
Looking down at the Haengbowon squatting between my legs, I fought the urge to shove my dick straight into that hot, sloppy mouth-pussy.
A plump married babe getting turned on by my cock... so fucking hot...