Chapter 39

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 38

Chapter Title: Tainting the Newlywed Bedroom

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- Ssshh

Seo Jin-ah, clad only in a short apron that barely reached the tops of her thighs, exposing nearly everything. Lifting the hem slightly revealed her neatly groomed petals in all their naked glory. The folds clenched desperately to hold themselves shut, yet they still leaked drops of clear nectar.

Yi Hyun-woo gripped her legs with both hands, spreading them wide. His own massive tool, rigid and ready, advanced toward the slick, dripping entrance.

"Deputy Manager Lee... please, I beg you, please..."

'No no no no, don't, stop...'

The revulsion of being ravaged by a stranger in her marital home manifested as a drop in her [Submissiveness]. It was her final act of resistance, refusing to let some outsider defile the sacred space of her memories with her husband.

- Squelch

"Aaaaaahhh!"

Regardless, Hyun-woo's cock plunged mercilessly into her petals. As long as her [Submissiveness] didn't hit zero, he was confident he could fuck it right back up.

Despite her resistance, the flood of nectar pouring from Jin-ah acted as perfect lubricant, sending electric tingles of pleasure through her entire body.

- Plap plap plap plap

His homewrecker-sized shaft brutally ravaged her tightly clenched folds. With every thrust, her labia seemed to drag outward, clinging to his cock.

The more he pounded her, the higher her [Submissiveness] climbed. It was a clear sign of just how much pleasure Jin-ah was feeling.

'I was worried her [Submissiveness] might drop by 10 all at once, but looks like I'm good.'

"You like it that much? Guess Byung-joo hasn't been giving it to you lately?"

"Stop... hng... don't talk about... my husband... hng..."

"Why? Does it make you feel guilty, rolling around in your bedroom with me while he's away on a business trip?"

"Hic... hng... hic... hic..."

His words weighed heavy on her heart with guilt. She was already a filthy slut who couldn't even keep her chastity, and now she was letting a stranger into their marital bed... Tears streamed from her large eyes.

"Why the sad face? Should I stop then?"

Her heaving breasts, bouncing wildly from the rough thrusting, suddenly stilled. Her neck and chest glistened with saliva, her skin flushed with pleasure everywhere. Naked save for the apron, Jin-ah gasped, instinctively pulling Hyun-woo closer as she craved the pleasure that had abruptly vanished.

"No... don't stop... please keep going..."

"What did I say? Beg properly and politely."

"...Please... thrust your cock into me, Deputy Manager Lee."

"No. Where are we right now? Describe the situation exactly."

"...In my and my husband's bedroom... please ravage me."

"In place of who?"

"Hng... In place... of my... husband."

"Good. Do it right from now on."

- Splurt

Satisfied with her answer, Hyun-woo's cock pierced deep into her once more. Her inner walls, burning with need, clamped down greedily, refusing to let go.

"Haaaang!"

Was it because of her [Depravity] trait? The guilt toward her husband vanished completely, replaced by Jin-ah writhing in ecstasy. Now, the thrill of being fucked by another man in their bedroom made her feel even more intensely than usual.

"It feels so good... haa... so fucking good..."

Their frantic movements scattered the neatly made bedding everywhere. Her petals clung stickily with every thrust. She'd climaxed so many times she was no longer in her right mind.

"Ngh... cumming."

- Splurt splurt

"Haaaang... so hot..."

He unleashed straight inside, filling her depths. Overflowing semen mixed with her nectar, soaking the pristine sheets in creamy white stains.

"Haa haa."

The conquest of fucking Jin-ah in her marital bedroom sent sharp jolts of pleasure through Hyun-woo. Her lower abdomen twitched with aftershocks. The crumpled apron, her ragged breaths, her hazy eyes—all of it stimulated him further.

- Squish

Her pale breasts spilled out from under the apron. Massive yet perfectly firm, teardrop-shaped with pink areolas. Irresistible. He groped the married woman's tits—territory forbidden to anyone but her husband.

Then he shoved his still-hard cock back into her semen-drooling pussy.

The hot night had only just begun.

Jin-ah dreamed. Candles lit everywhere, flowers beautifully arranged. In the romantic bedroom, she spent a passionate night with her beloved husband, Byung-joo. He'd refused her advances lately, but that night he finally held her, driving her to countless shattering orgasms.

"I love you. I love you so much."

Tears of joy streamed down her face. Overwhelmed with love, she showered him with fervent kisses.

'Huh?'

But her husband's face looked off. An utterly ordinary face you'd pass on the street without a second glance. Her husband, Lee Byung-joo, had a refreshingly handsome look despite gaining a bit of weight lately.

"Gasp!"

She jolted awake. No—her mind, which had blacked out from exhaustion, cleared, and she realized the man she'd been kissing was Yi Hyun-woo.

"That kiss just now... your tongue was pretty eager. Felt good."

Drained from the all-night sex, Jin-ah must have dozed off briefly.

"Hng... ugh... ahng."

- Splurt splurt

The load was smaller after cumming all night, but Hyun-woo still pumped it into her vigorously.

"Whew, morning already? No breakfast here?"

"Ah... aaaah..."

The man pouring semen into her wasn't her husband. Snapped back from the sweet dream to harsh reality, Jin-ah finally grasped the situation. Hyun-woo had fucked her all night—even in their newlywed bedroom. And she'd felt it more intensely than ever.

The bed she'd shared with her husband was now covered in a stranger's cum stains. Had he really pounded her all night? The room reeked of semen, giving her a headache.

"Eek."

Her body was a wreck, too weak to even stand. Her white skin—from neck to breasts, thighs to ass—was marked with vivid red love bites. Each one so clear from how hard he'd sucked.

"Hic... hic... hic..."

The bedroom, stripped of her husband's traces. The bed and her body, covered in a stranger's marks. Could she ever relive those sweet newlywed memories? Guilt toward her husband and disappointment in herself for reveling in even greater pleasure—Jin-ah wept endlessly.

"Hey, you gonna give me breakfast or not?"

But even that sorrow felt like a luxury. At Hyun-woo's nagging, she dragged herself out of bed.

- Clatter clatter

Her stamina completely depleted from his relentless torment last night. But to get him out of the house without breakfast, she summoned superhuman willpower to prepare morning food.

"Huh, I don't remember telling you to put on other clothes though?"

"..."

Unaware or not of her plight, Hyun-woo nitpicked her outfit. Was the [Private Gathering] effect still active? Mortified, Jin-ah stripped off her nightclothes one by one.

She donned only the apron from last night over her naked body. The white fabric was crusty with Hyun-woo's dried semen in spots.

- Tap tap tap tap

"Heh heh heh."

Sitting at the table, Hyun-woo admired his handiwork with satisfaction.

'Hmm, her proportions are a bit lacking...'

Compared to Eun Seol, Jin-ah's legs were shorter. Of course, it wasn't corgi-level—it was average—but Hyun-woo's elevated tastes found her height and ratios wanting. If she'd been perfectly proportioned, her [Charm] might've hit 8.

That said, Seo Jin-ah wasn't lacking at all. She was a delectable dish you could devour endlessly.

Slim ankles and calves, voluptuous hips and thighs that more than compensated. Her refined, innocent beauty was the cherry on top, along with those perfectly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠shaped D-cup teardrop breasts.

'Byung-joo, I'm eating well at your place, heh heh heh.'

It was a pity that Lee Byung-joo couldn't satisfy her, but Hyun-woo had no intention of fixing his performance. Sharing such a delicious body as Jin-ah's? No way.

The countless red marks he'd left on her body last night were the result of his possessiveness. Jin-ah struggled to prepare breakfast, wearing only the soiled apron. Seeing his marks on her porcelain skin made his cock spring up again despite the all-nighter.

"D-Deputy Manager Lee, I need to make breakfast... eek!"

With only the apron on, her pale ass was defenseless. Hyun-woo struck with a sudden spank.

- Smack

'Ahh... again like this...'

She cursed her body for accepting Hyun-woo's cock— not her husband's—so easily. Undeterred, he ravaged her roughly.

- Plap plap smack smack

Too weak to stand, Jin-ah could only grip the sink and endure the waves of crashing pleasure. And inevitably, Hyun-woo pulled out for one more release.

- Spluuurt

"Haaang... haa... haaaaang!"

- Wipe wipe wipe

Pushed to her limit by Hyun-woo's thrusts, Jin-ah's legs gave out. She slumped, head on the sink, hands barely propping her up. As always, Hyun-woo wiped the sticky fluids from his cock on her thighs and ass to finish.

"Well then... thanks for the meal~"

- Chirp chirp chirp chirp

Despite the all-nighter, stepping out the door into the dazzling sunlight and birdsong, Hyun-woo felt refreshed for a great morning.

In the kitchen, Jin-ah—utterly spent from the final cleanup fuck—collapsed like she'd fainted. Her swollen petals, battered from endless pounding and creampies, leaked fresh semen, slicking the floor.

"Haa."

Sitting next to Hyun-woo, Kim Hye-ri kept flicking her smartphone screen on and off, ignoring her monitor. No reply from her crush? Her cute face was clouded with worry.

It had been a week since Hyun-woo assigned her to input inventory into Excel, but her state suggested it wouldn't happen this week either. He'd nagged her, of course. Each time:

- Sorry, Deputy Manager! I'm no good at Excel... I'll get it done soon!

With her cutesy aegyo reply:

"If interns were good at work, they wouldn't be interns. Don't rush her—teach her slowly and steadily."

The team leader and the other old guys, already smitten with Hye-ri, showered him with criticism.

'These bastards are way too biased.'

Back when he was a rookie, any slip-up meant instant reprimand. Hyun-woo seethed at how differently they treated her. Intern or college girl, basics were basics.

'Haa, whatever. Gotta play nice. I'll back off.'

Pushing Hye-ri harder would just make him look like the bad guy. So Hyun-woo decided to stop assigning her tasks.

But he couldn't stomach letting slacker intern Kim Hye-ri coast. Especially since she seemed to be dating Choi Hyun-min.

'I won't let you bitches have it easy.'

So Hyun-woo put in maximum effort to sabotage her. Hoping she'd eat shit.

Cupid's arrows between Hye-ri and Hyun-min twisted in Hyun-woo's hands, turning into one-sided [Favorability] from her.

- Assistant Manager Choi, super busy?

- You bought lunch last time, so let me treat you.

- Assistant Manager Choi?

Stressed from the new system and with his [Favorability] toward Hye-ri dropping, Hyun-min was leaving her messages on read. Before, he'd longed for her texts, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but now each one made his interest plummet.

'Haa, what a pain.'

- Bzzz bzzz

"Hello? This is Assistant Manager Choi Hyun-min. Ah, yes, we're checking the system now. Sorry about that."

With the office phone ringing nonstop, his mobile blew up too. Endless complaints about the system during work hours drained him completely. He'd long forgotten Hye-ri's piling messages on KakaoTalk and at the company chat.