Prove It
Watching the department head disappear to dry his hair, I called Jeong-ah over. She eased the master bedroom door shut and came running to me. I leaned in close to her ear and whispered.
"Tonight I'm your husband, so leave the master bedroom empty."
She pushed back hard.
"I can't do that! How could you even ask?!"
Hmm. So that was a no. It was a bit much, I'll admit — telling her to drag out the man who slept there every night and leave the room vacant for me. Whatever the reason, the moment my face crumpled she folded, for all that she'd come on so strong. She read my expression, then gently stroked my chest.
"I'll put my husband to sleep and come out to serve you all night, so please let it go, Master..."
"Aren't I your husband tonight?"
"W-well, yes, but..."
"Then prove it."
I wrapped my arms around her from behind and pointed at the master bedroom. Meaning: to prove it, put your husband to sleep out here tonight. I whispered something sweet against the hesitant woman's ear, rubbing her belly as I spoke.
"If we do this right, our baby might be born... and then I'd be your real husband."
I flicked my tongue across her earlobe.
"So prove it. Prove you can be mine!"
I gave her a shove toward the door. She took a few small, reluctant steps, then looked back at me. She looked like she was about to cry — a complete wreck. Sorry, but that doesn't work on me. Go on. I gave her a bright little smile, and she dropped her head and disappeared into the master bedroom.
Alright. Let's see how this plays out. Succeed or fail, it didn't matter. Either way, I'd be fucking her all night. I just wanted to see that troubled look on her face one more time.
I watched and waited. Before long, the department head and his wife came out of the master bedroom. Oh? She'd actually gotten him out. Now what?
The department head collapsed onto the sofa. His wife left him there and went to the kitchen. A moment later she came back with a hangover drink and some thinly sliced cucumber, and handed him the bottle.
"Here you go."
"Thanks~"
Once he'd finished it, she laid his head in her lap and started placing the cucumber slices on his face. Not bad. I never thought she'd lure him out with a skin massage. She peeled the cucumber off, and about twenty minutes later the department head was snoring loudly. She slipped out from under him, pulled a blanket over him, and came to report to me. Her face was half apology, half anticipation.
"How'd you do it?"
"I put a sleeping pill in his drink. He probably won't wake up until morning."
Damn. She actually drugged him just so she could be with me? I pulled her into a tight hug and asked, teasing.
"Do you like me that much?"
She nodded, small and silent. Hahaha. Who would ever guess? That the wife of the company's most famous pair of lovebirds was this kind of woman.
I held her close and kissed her deeply — so she could feel love for once, not just lust. Sometimes you have to give a reward like this. Especially on a night like tonight. She must have felt it. The conflict vanished from her face in an instant. All that remained was a greedy succubus, smiling.
Whether her husband was in the living room or not, we devoured each other's mouths without hesitation. Haa. Slurp. Slurp. Mwah. Our lips glistened as we traded saliva dozens of times, tongues tangling and pulling apart over and over, more times than I could count. Ecstasy gathered in her eyes. The transgression, already pushed to its limit, had clearly doubled her desire.
I kept kissing her as I slowly walked us toward the living room. When we reached the sofa, I sat my ass on the table in front of it and crooked my index finger. Meaning: come here and suck my cock.
She hesitated for a second at the sight of her husband right there beside us, then came over, knelt politely, and filled her mouth with my cock. Slurp. Mwah. Slurp. Mwah. But she was holding back — probably because of him. It was a little awkward, like she was struggling not to make any sound. Well, I couldn't just let that slide.
"Feels like you're phoning it in."
She jumped. My voice must have sounded loud — she whipped her head toward her husband. But the department head was sleeping just fine, still snoring away.
"You gonna do it properly or not?"
"I-I will..."
After a brief breath, she started sucking my cock the way I'd taught her — diligently. Making those filthy wet sounds, pushing her lips forward, pursing them tight, and sucking. Mwah. Slurp. Shlurp. Shlurp.
Ah, that's good. Getting a blowjob from a man's wife right next to him. Watching her anxious face as she kept glancing at her husband while she sucked — my balls twitched and the urge to cum came on strong. I just stared at her while she blew me. She felt my gaze and asked, her face a little embarrassed.
"Slurp. H-how ish it? Doesh it feel good? Slurp."
"Yeah. Suck the bottom too."
At my instruction she slid my cock out of her mouth and carefully licked both of my balls. The way she stuck her tongue all the way out was incredibly lewd. Ah, this was just incredible. If I could do this every day, that would be something.
Whether she'd already gotten used to it or her own arousal was starting to climb, she sucked my balls while rubbing her clit with one hand. Masturbating while sucking another man's cock in front of her husband. This bitch had gone all the way. I had a feeling she'd do even more if I told her to.
So I stood up, turned around, and bent over.
"Do that thing. It's been a while."
"Th-that thing...?"
"Don't play dumb. You know, the thing you're insanely good at."
Her eyes wavered hard. Then, as if resigning herself, she spread my ass with both hands, buried her nose in my asshole, and started licking. Twitch. Twitch.
Ah, this is the feeling. That rapturous sensation of her tongue moving so raw and explicit I could feel every flick...! I tensed up without meaning to, and my cock swung heavily up and down. She licked around the entrance at first, then stiffened her tongue and pushed it inside. That filthy tongue licked my asshole as it went in. Once she was deep enough, she started moving it back and forth, writhing it up and down like it was alive.
Haa. Slurp. Slurp. Shlurp. Schlick. Kh. This was no joke. I shuddered without meaning to, goosebumps rising all over my skin. Feeling my reaction, she hunted down the weak spots and tormented them relentlessly. And the reason she wouldn't stroke my cock all the way — she was worried I'd cum.
Meaning: if I want to cum, I should just fuck her.
Sly little bitch. She had these cute sides sometimes. So I asked, just to tease her.
"How is it? The taste of another man's ass, right in front of your husband?"
"Haa. Hnn... it's so delicious."
"Starting to want me to fuck you?"
The moment I asked, her voice surged with force.
"Yeees! Please slam it into Jeong-ah's filthy pussy!"
I glanced down at the table beneath us. Sturdy enough that four people could climb on it no problem. They'd probably bought a solid one since they had a son. A grin spread across my face. I straightened up, walked over, and sat facing the sofa. Then I crooked my finger at her.
"Get on."
"Th... yes."
She started to say something, then shut her mouth and came over. She'd learned by now that talking back was pointless. That's why repetition matters. She climbed slowly onto the table, settled into my lap, and lined my cock up with her hole. Then she dropped her hips and filled herself completely.
Hnn...!
A short but thick moan. I wanted to slam my hips up immediately, but I held back. Right now, she needed to be the one moving. She lifted herself slowly, then slammed back down with a wet slap. It was teasingly slow, but watching her face was half the fun. So many emotions mixed together. Time to boil them down to one.
"You like it? Putting another man's cock in and out right in front of your husband?"
".....I like it."
"Yeah, I can tell. Your pussy's flooding right now. And the inside's squeezing like crazy."
"That's..."
Her cheeks flushed red. Of course, what I'd just said was bullshit. The flooding was from when she'd been masturbating earlier. The squeezing was just something I threw out. But hearing it, she started to believe it was true. She'd thrown herself into a swamp of her own delusion — lying to yourself to rationalize it in the face of sweet desire. Nobody has to teach you. Humans are experts at this.
"Hnn. Haa. I-it feels good♥!!"
She started rolling her hips. Lewd wet sounds — squelch, slap, slap — rang out from the pussy devouring my cock. Her husband had already ceased to exist for her. There was only my cock, the cock of the man who would satisfy her hole. The proof was in her moans. The sounds she'd been trying so hard to minimize were now pouring out of that filthy mouth without pause, just like usual.
"I-it feels so good! Hah. With this cheating cock, p-please... hnn. Impregnate Jeong-ah♥!!"
She wrapped her arms around my neck and bounced, lifting her hips high and slamming them down. She came down so hard the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed through the entire living room. This was good, but... even with a sleeping pill, this would wake him up. So I stopped her and sent her down under the table.
"Hweh?"
She looked completely lost. Fair enough — I'd cut her off right when it was getting good. I turned her around, grabbed her ass, and sat her back down on me. She tilted her head at first, then caught on to what I wanted. She braced both arms on my knees and started pumping. And then, as if she no longer gave a damn, she cried out.
"Look at me! Look at me, honey!! I'm having sex with another man!!"
Whoa. She was completely on fire. Not just riding me herself — the dirty talk was next level. Slap. Slap. She swallowed my cock and threw her head back.
"We're mating! This is baby-making! Today I'm going to become this man's woman. I'm going to have his baby!!"
She kept talking to her sleeping husband, right there in front of her. Like she wanted him to watch. But the only answer was snoring. Her filthy movements grew even rougher.
"If you want me to stop, wake up right now! Otherwise I'm getting pregnant from this cheating cock... ahh. I-I'm cummiiing♥!!"
She shuddered, and a spray of liquid gushed down. Still in that state, she leaned back against me. I grabbed both of her legs, lifted them up, and pounded my cock up into her. Slap. Slaap. Slap. Slap.
"W-wait... I-I just came..!!"
"That's not what you say. You're supposed to say thank you for putting this cheating cock in me, right?"
She hiccupped and cried out anyway, her jaw and cheeks trembling.
"Ahhk. Th-thank you! Cheating cock is the beeeest♥!!"
"Where do you want me to cum?"
She answered like she didn't need to think about it at all. Completely certain.
"Hnn. In my pussy. In my womb! Fill Jeong-ah's womb, f-fill it up... aahh. Please impregnate me!!"
"You hear that, sir? Your wife gave permission, so I'm going all the way. Watch closely!"
I slammed my hips hard. I locked both arms around her legs and pounded my cock up into her pussy. Her trembling grew even more violent. She was shaking so hard she was about to cum again. Perfect timing for me to finish too. Stealing his woman right in front of him, fucking her, impregnating her — here we go!!
"I'm cumming!! Apologize to your husband while you cum! Get pregnant!!"
"Honeeey! I-I'm sorry!! Soaking my womb with this cheating cock's breeding juice... hnn. I'm cummiiing♥!!!"
Spurt. Spurtrt. Spurt. I could feel an enormous amount of cum pumping out. Even though I'd already blown one load earlier, it looked like just as much as the first time. I guess desire and ejaculation really are affected by psychological and environmental factors.
Trickle...
In the end, she came so hard in front of her husband that she even pissed herself, a stream of yellow urine. Who would ever know? That before she met me, this woman had been a refined, dignified lady.
"Aaaah, I'm wreckeeed...♥♥"
I picked up the dazed woman clinging to me and walked toward the master bedroom. The night was still young. Receiving a husband's treatment from her was only just beginning.
I'll be borrowing your wife now, sir.