Chapter 139
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 138
Chapter Title: Relentless Domination
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"Hic... sob!"
Lee Byung-joo, furiously stroking his own cock, soon spurted his semen into his palm. Was he getting better at it the more he did? Or had he turned into a premature ejaculator? The time it took to cum was definitely getting shorter.
"Haa..."
After masturbating, the harsh wave of post-nut clarity hit him hard, and Byung-joo let out a deep sigh.
- Clatter clatter
"Ha-ut! Hau-ng! Haaaang!"
In the kitchen, his wife clung desperately to the dining table as Hyunwoo pounded her from behind. Their intense movements made everything on the table shake wildly.
Jin-ah's bronze skin contrasted sharply with the pure white apron she wore. Had Hyunwoo pulled it out? Her wife's ample breasts spilled out from under the apron, bouncing up and down frantically.
The skin revealing clear bikini tan lines, her neatly groomed pubic hair, and even the vulgar pink tattoo. He could no longer see the innocent wife he once knew—sometime along the way, she'd transformed completely.
Was it because of Hyunwoo's rough thrusting? Her face, flushed with pleasure and lewd ecstasy, exuded such intoxicating sensuality that it made Byung-joo's cock stiffen right back up.
Looking at his wife like that, Byung-joo kept picturing Kim Ji-na, Hyunwoo's partner.
'What's that smell?'
As Byung-joo prepared for another round of masturbation while watching his wife and Hyunwoo fuck, a faint burning smell caught his nose, making him snap his head up. Jin-ah, who had been prepping breakfast, had left the gas stove on and was completely lost in the sex.
- Click
Before the frying pan could burn completely, Byung-joo turned off the gas. Inside lay the charred black remnants of completely burned toast.
Even as Byung-joo sighed and started tidying the messy kitchen,
"Ha-ng... so gooood... right there... ah-ut... keep... ha-u-ng... going... haaauuung!"
- Spurt... splurt
Hyunwoo showed no signs of tiring, continuing to pump load after load of his semen into his wife's body, just like the night before. The pure white apron Jin-ah wore grew dirtier and dirtier, stained with a milky mix of her juices and his cum.
Like that, he tormented Seo Jin-ah throughout the entire weekend in their newlywed home. Hyunwoo's cock ravaged her pussy hundreds, thousands of times until she passed out completely, unable to move.
It wasn't until Sunday evening that Hyunwoo finally returned to his own place. Thanks to him and his wife messing up the house everywhere they went, the newlywed home was left in utter chaos.
His wife's underwear and outfits too skimpy to even call clothes were scattered all over. Drool and pussy juices from Jin-ah, cum splattered by Hyunwoo—it was smeared on the bed, sofa, furniture everywhere. The fishy, musky scent of night-blooming flowers was so potent that even with the windows open wide for ages, it lingered.
After finally cleaning up, the weekend was over. And mercilessly, Monday arrived.
Byung-joo dragged himself to the office, rubbing his tired eyes. The mental stress of his wife being stolen away without a moment's rest, plus jerking off countless times, had drained his stamina completely.
'At least... things should be quiet for a while now.'
Hyunwoo had fucked so relentlessly. Byung-joo figured that much pent-up lust should keep him from thinking about women for a good long time.
But that was far too optimistic.
- Smack
"Ha-ng!"
The moment he spotted Jin-ah heading to work in the hallway, Hyunwoo slapped her ass hard. Whether because of the skin-tight skirt clinging to her or the T-panties underneath, the fleshy smack echoed through the office.
'That... that bastard...'
Byung-joo frantically scanned the surroundings. Even early as it was, other employees were already there. The sound was loud, but luckily, no one looked their way.
"You bastard... can't you hold back at the office? Huh?"
Byung-joo seriously doubted if Hyunwoo was in his right mind. Even he, her husband, avoided skinship or personal chats at work. It was to keep from becoming office gossip.
Yet this lunatic was openly groping his wife. If anyone witnessed it, Byung-joo couldn't even imagine how he'd explain.
- Swish
Not caring about her husband's turmoil, Seo Jin-ah subtly arched her hips back, angling herself so Hyunwoo could easily smack the other cheek.
"Hahaha..."
At his wife's action, Byung-joo let out a hollow laugh.
- Smack
Another vulgar sound rang out through the office.
Hyunwoo and his wife fucked without regard for time or place. At first, Byung-joo thought she was just being dragged along by Hyunwoo's demands, but Jin-ah was enjoying it too.
"Ha-u-ng... ha-ng... haaauuung!"
The stairwell, rarely used by employees. Compared to the office, sure—but with elevators around, anyone could use the stairs at any moment.
In such a place, the two boldly ground against each other. Hyunwoo easily lifted Jin-ah with both hands, slamming his cock into her mid-air without letting her feet touch the ground.
With her skirt hiked up to her waist and T-panties pushed aside, his wife surrendered her body to him so easily, as if she'd forgotten they were at work.
"Heuk... heuk heuk... Watch closely, Byung-joo."
Not wanting to leave his wife alone with Hyunwoo, Byung-joo had followed—and now Hyunwoo made him stand watch. As their fucking resumed, Byung-joo's crotch swelled reflexively.
He desperately wanted to bail, but if any employee saw his wife getting railed by another man, his life—not just his career—would be over.
Maybe that's why. Even more tense than his first guard duty in the army, sweat beaded on his clenched fists and forehead.
'Fuck... hurry up and finish...'
Despite Byung-joo's desperate wish, Hyunwoo tirelessly shook his hips while holding Jin-ah up.
"Ha-ng! Ha-u-ng! Aaaang!"
Fearing even a hint of his wife's lewd moans leaking to the office, Byung-joo gripped the emergency exit handle tighter.
Unable to even jerk off, Byung-joo felt utterly miserable.
But the stairwell was just the beginning.
At lunch, Hyunwoo called Jin-ah to the rooftop—not for a post-meal smoke, but to ravage her body instead. Cum from the stairwell still leaked from between her legs, but Hyunwoo didn't care.
Instead, he used his index and middle fingers to
"Ha-hat!"
scrape her pussy walls and
"Euup! Uuup!"
shove them into Jin-ah's mouth. She flinched in surprise at first, but soon
- Gulp
"Aaang~"
she swallowed the mix of her juices and his cum clean, then opened her mouth wide for him to inspect, like she wanted praise.
Their fucking resumed.
This time, her panties got in the way, so he yanked them off and tossed them aside. The matching T-back bra got ripped off roughly too, blouse torn open.
Left in just her skirt and blouse, his wife started moaning pitifully again.
Jin-ah trembled through orgasm after orgasm. Hyunwoo didn't hold back, unleashing his load. Once they'd had their fill, they roughly fixed their clothes and left the rooftop together.
All that remained on the rooftop floor: puddles of her juices, cum leaking out despite the creampie, and the discarded pair of underwear rolling around.
Too flustered to grab his wife's panties, Byung-joo chased after the no-panties, no-bra wife heading back to the office, worried sick.
"Hng..."
Back at her desk trying to work, Seo Jin-ah looked uncomfortable. Thanks to Hyunwoo stripping her underwear completely at lunch, she wore nothing under her white blouse and tight skirt.
- Glance
She furtively checked her teammates' gazes. Her lower half was one thing, but if she slipped even a bit, her still-aroused nipples might poke through the blouse.
- Drip drip
"Aaht!"
Too focused on her chest? Sticky cum suddenly trickled from between her legs. The milky fluid soaked her skirt in seconds and threatened to stain the chair seat.
'No... nooo...'
White cum on a black chair seat wouldn't wipe clean even with wet tissues. If her teammates saw, she didn't want to imagine their thoughts.
- Spring up
Judging it better to soil herself than the chair, Seo Jin-ah stood and cautiously headed to the bathroom.
Arms crossed tight over her chest to hide her nipples from showing through the blouse. She protected her top, but her bottom was defenseless. Hot cum trickled down her thighs, past her calves, soaking her shapely legs.
"Eut... euuuh."
If a nearby employee looked closely, they might spot the mysterious milky fluid on her legs. Panicking, Jin-ah hurried—but today, the distance from desk to bathroom felt endless.
'Should I go to the bathroom?'
Worried for his wife, Byung-joo kept glancing her way. Was it because her underwear was gone? She looked seriously uncomfortable.
Hunched over at her desk, fidgeting, she suddenly stood and left the office.
'I need to help.'
If her secret got out to other employees, his career was done too. Anxious, Byung-joo followed.
"Aa..."
But Hyunwoo was already waiting at the bathroom door, as if he'd known Jin-ah would come.
And then
"No!"
he snatched her hand—awkward from walking funny—and dragged her into the men's room. Byung-joo chased late, but
- Bang
- Click
Hyunwoo locked the stall door from inside.
- Bang bang bang
"Open the door!!!"
How many times had he tormented his wife today alone? Byung-joo, who'd endured so much, flew into a rage and pounded the door.
But it stayed shut, and
- Squish squish
"L... Lee Deputy... ha-ut... there... too... sensitive... aa-ut..."
his wife's moans leaked out again, revealing what they were doing.
"Kukuku... You okay out there, Byung-joo? What if someone comes in?"
- Flinch
Byung-joo froze mid-pound at Hyunwoo's words. Fury boiled, but he was right. Any male employee could enter anytime.
'Damn... damn it all'
Frantic, Byung-joo rummaged through the cleaning closet. And
"Haa haa..."
- Cleaning in Progress -
he pulled out the sign and set it at the entrance. No telling when the janitor auntie would come, but this bought some time.
- Ha-ut... ha-u-ng... aaaang...
- Bang
Byung-joo shut the bathroom door, sealing off his wife's moans completely.
Tension released, his legs gave out. He collapsed onto the bathroom floor.
- Vrrr vrrr vrrr
Then his smartphone buzzed. The team leader calling. Probably because he'd been away all Monday— the call dragged on persistently.
Finally,
"Yes, this is Lee Byung-joo. Yes... yes yes... I'll head there right now, Team Leader."
Leaving his wife and Hyunwoo in the men's room, Byung-joo trudged back to the office powerlessly. Praying the janitor wouldn't remove the sign too soon...
He could only pray.
While Hyunwoo fully claimed Seo Jin-ah and fucked her gleefully in front of Byung-joo,
"Keut... ut... haa haa..."
Choi Go-eun, temporarily out of Hyunwoo's focus,
[User Choi Go-eun's Pride decreases by 1.]
User: Choi Go-eun
Pride: 0/10
something had happened, and her [Pride] stat had been whittled down to zero.