Chapter 28
"Let's finish in bed."
Lee Shin-a blushed and nodded.
Mr. Choi immediately stood up and climbed out of the bathtub.
The water level dropped rapidly.
Fidgeting with her fingers, Lee Shin-a looked up at him and said,
"C-could you carry me...?"
It was an embarrassing request for him to carry her to bed.
Lee Shin-a had never been the sort of woman to make such an embarrassing request.
But whenever she was with him, she felt as if she had returned to being a teenage girl.
In front of him, she wanted to act spoiled to her heart's content.
As expected, he did not disappoint her.
"Haha. So you had that kind of fantasy too, Madam."
Mr. Choi picked her up.
Lee Shin-a began to feel aroused by the sight of herself nestled in his sturdy arms.
This sensation of being completely dominated by another person felt unfamiliar, yet exciting.
-Ssswish.
Mr. Choi carefully lowered her onto the bed.
The soft, luxurious bed wrapped around her pleasantly.
Mr. Choi smiled brightly and climbed on top of her.
Then he took the towel around his neck and dried her hair, mussing it up as he did so.
".....♥"
Lee Shin-a gazed up at him intently, sending him a loving look.
The longer she stayed with him, the more intense and yearning her feelings for him became.
She felt that she had finally met the lover destined for her after forty-four years of life.
"H-up!.... Mmmm....♥"
The two of them resumed kissing.
Thus, their sex began again.
The sex was the same as before.
They kissed or caressed each other while keeping his cock buried deep inside her.
Then, once she reached climax, he held her face in place and made her look at his.
But unlike before, she no longer avoided his gaze.
She gazed at his face with two sparkling eyes, as if they held the stars within them.
The fated love she had finally met, and the man who had stolen everything from her.
Perhaps, at this moment, she loved him more than the husband she had spent several decades with.
"Haa... haa... haa...."
The two of them had sex until dawn.
He never seemed to tire, and she accepted without reserve the lustful pleasure that had built up inside her.
When their final bout of sex finally ended, she was sitting astride him, still connected to his cock.
With her face buried in his broad chest, she listened to the sound of his heartbeat.
Thump-thump—the sound of his heart seemed to make her own heart resonate with it.
She slightly raised her upper body and looked at him.
Then, with her face flushed and a smile on her lips, she whispered to him,
"I love you...."
In just one day, Lee Shin-a had fallen completely for him.
Mr. Choi smiled and held her tightly.
In that position, he answered with a vile smile.
"I love you too....."
***
"Heehee♥ So? How does it feel? Looks like your mom's about to get fucked by Master♥"
The Mistress's whisper.
I sobbed, clutching my chest.
The last shred of reason I had left fiercely resisted the video playing in front of me.
"M-Mom... Mom, no... A-ah..."
"Mmm♥ Yeah. I'm jealous too♥ Master doesn't do that to me... Hng..."
The Mistress put on a sullen expression.
But soon she giggled, rubbed my cock, and said,
"Still♥ It can't be helped♥ We're masochistic toilets who get off on being abused, right? Hehe♥"
As I listened to the Mistress's whisper, I fixed my eyes on the screen playing in front of me.
I watched my mother surrender to Master with my cock standing rigid.
The Mistress seemed to enjoy the process, giggling incessantly as she toyed with me.
"Hey, Tiny-Dick Min♥ I just thought of something fun...♥"
After saying that, she covered my eyes with a blindfold.
Then she trilled a demon's whisper into my ear.
"I'll.... give you a play-by-play...♥ It'll be fun, right...? Hehe♥"
I could do nothing but cry.
My chest felt tight, I couldn't breathe properly, and my breaths grew ragged.
Even as this happened, the Mistress's whisper continued.
"Ah♥ Master's monster cock♥ It's about to go into your mom's pussy...♥"
I imagined the scene in my head.
I imagined the gruesome sight of Master's merciless cock destroying my mother's most intimate place.
My cock grew rigid.
"Puhihi♥ Our Tiny-Dick Min. What a pervert~♥"
The Mistress began stroking my cock.
At the same time, the sounds of my mother and Master kissing began playing from the screen in front of me.
"U... uuh... uaa... ah... M-Mom..."
"Ah♥ Ready for penetration♥ Master's cock is going in♥ It's going in soon♥ Smooooch...."
The Mistress gave a live commentary as she pursed her lips and gathered saliva.
At last, the moment the saliva she had gathered touched my anus.
"Insertion!"
"Eheheek!♥"
Along with the Mistress's words, my mother's moans began playing.
As I listened to those moans, I felt the Mistress's saliva running down my anus.
The Mistress immediately buried her face between my buttocks and began pleasuring me.
"Now then...♥ Master's cock is going in and out of your mom's pussy....♥ Like this....♥"
The Mistress pushed her tongue deep into my anus.
An immense pleasure spread from my anus throughout my entire body in prickling waves.
"Like this♥ Like this♥ Back and forth♥ Back and forth♥"
The Mistress moved her tongue in and out, imitating the piston thrusts of a cock.
The rhythm matched my mother's moans perfectly, and a sudden urge to ejaculate seized me.
"Ah....♥ Our Tiny-Dick Min's mom is getting ready to climax...♥ Her pussy's trembling... and our Tiny-Dick Min's cock is trembling too....♥"
"Kheeit.. Ehehek.... Oooooooooh....♥"
The Mistress's tongue invaded my anus.
My mother's moans.
My cock, erect to the point of bursting.
The demon's whisper trilling into my ear.
"Ah! She's coming! Tiny-Dick Min's mom is climaxing♥ Master is coming too♥ Our Tiny-Dick Min, you go too...♥"
"Ooooooh!♥"
-Gush! Gush! Gush! Gush! Gush! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spuuuuurt... Bluuuuurt...
My cock spewed semen like mad.
Even then, the Mistress did not stop whispering.
"That's how you do it.... Into your little sister's pussy....♥ Pump your pathetic genetic juice in deep....♥"
"Ehehe... heh... nyehehe..... I-I'll do that.... Heehee....."
"Mmm~ Our Tiny-Dick Min is such a good boy~♥ As a reward, I'll blow on your little asshole. Hoo....."
The Mistress blew air into my anus.
I twitched my cock and anus as I stared at the video in front of me.
On the screen, my mother and Master were kissing like lovers.
And the last shred of reason I had left was completely collapsing.
***
A first time.
It was a somewhat inappropriate phrase to use at the age of forty-four.
But what she experienced that night was an ecstasy unlike anything she had ever felt in her life.
A dizzying pleasure that made her brain heat up and its cells burst with crackling sparks.
While she drifted helplessly through a sea of orgasm, his intense gaze shone on her like a lighthouse.
Lee Shin-a blushed and sipped her black tea.
Three days had already passed since that night, but she still found herself thinking about it at the beginning and end of every day.
"Honey. Are you listening?"
"Uh, y-yeah?"
Her companion's words suddenly shattered her reverie.
It was her husband, Jeong Hyeon-jae.
"Sorry. I was thinking about something else."
"Is something bothering you? You've looked spaced out all day."
"What? No, nothing. I just had something on my mind."
"Hmm."
Her husband looked at her with a wry smile.
His expression seemed to say, ‘I know all about your worries.’
Suppressing her rising irritation, Lee Shin-a opened her mouth.
"Anyway, what did you want to say?"
"Ah. Well..."
Jeong Hyeon-jae hesitated.
He wondered how he should bring up the subject of Lee Ha-young.
If his wife found out, how great a shock would it be for her?
But he couldn't keep such an important fact from her, either.
"....."
In the end, Jeong Hyeon-jae shook his head.
It was still too soon to bring it up.
After all, his wife was completely occupied with motivating their son.
Every day, she was busy with strict diet management, exercise, all sorts of beauty treatments, and even social media activity.
Now was the time to support her efforts, not burden her with another concern.
As for Lee Ha-young, he could investigate the matter personally and simply report the results to her afterward.
"Honey? You said you had something to say."
"Ah. I was just thinking—how about we go on a date this weekend? The weather's been nice lately."
"Hmm. I think that might be difficult. My schedule's packed."
"Are you very busy?"
"Yeah."
"Then shall we just eat out for dinner?"
"I said I'm busy."
"Oh... okay."
There was something oddly prickly about his wife's tone.
Jeong Hyeon-jae scratched the back of his head.
But soon he decided it was nothing serious and stood up.
She must have become sensitive from dieting.
"Right. If you're busy, it can't be helped. Don't push yourself too hard."
"Yeah. So are we done talking?"
"Uh... yes."
"Okay. Then I'll go work out~ The side dishes are in the fridge, so just help yourself."
"Uh... okay. See you later."
"Yeah~"
His wife's retreating figure looked unusually lively.
Jeong Hyeon-jae smiled bitterly.
Was working out really that enjoyable to her these days?
Enough to make her forget their wedding anniversary this weekend.