Chapter 1 — Adultery, That Ecstatic Temptation

Men and women in this world live thirsting for new experiences. It can be an outlet for desire, or sometimes, an escape from the complexities of life.

Grace Park quietly resented the neighborhood aunties whenever they drove past her family's laundromat in their private cars.

In plain terms, everyone—dogs and cats alike—seemed to own a car, yet she still couldn't afford even a used one.

One evening, after dinner, she mentioned to her husband how she'd like to buy at least a secondhand car and start driving around. His immediate response stung.

"What good is a car if you don't even have a license? How can you drive without one? If you want a car so badly, get your license first. It's not like anyone can just drive because they have a car!"

She had no reply. His words silenced her completely.

During slow hours at the laundromat, she decided to enroll in a driving academy. If others could pass, she thought, why couldn't she? Determined, she began attending lessons diligently.

But once she actually started attending driving school, she realized it wasn't as easy as she'd imagined.

Still, she clung to the old saying: Where there's a will, there's a way. No tree stands after being struck ten times. She kept going.

One day was the written exam. She'd stayed up all night reviewing the practice questions, but still failed.

Rather than blame her own shortcomings, she comforted herself with excuses—vague questions, unfair wording—but her mood remained sour.

She trudged out of the testing center, defeated, when suddenly a man's voice called out behind her.

"Ah, failed again, huh? That's the third time for me. Still, you're better off than I am. The questions are right there in the book, so why can't I pass? Maybe I'm just dumb or something."

"Oh, don't say that," she replied, sympathy rising in her voice. "Everyone struggles with exams. Don't be so hard on yourself."

Bonded by shared failure, they left the center together. From then on, they kept meeting daily at the driving academy.

In the academy's lounge, they studied side by side, heads bent over the same practice book. During driving practice, he stood by the course, watching and encouraging her. Their friendship deepened into something tender and intimate.

He even requested the school assign her a female instructor for road training, insisting she needed extra care—acting more like a devoted husband than a mere classmate. Gradually, Grace Park grew closer to him.

Miraculously, on the very same day, both passed their driving tests. She had finally achieved her dream: owning a car.

It was a used Sonata, but the joy of driving it herself was indescribable.

One day, as she drove through the city, her phone rang. It was him—the familiar, beloved voice of her driving school classmate, the close friend who had passed the test with her on the same day.

She met him at their agreed spot. As always, he looked dashing, his face lit with a warm, welcoming smile.

She had told her husband she was going to a close friend's house for an important gathering—a lie that gave her rare, precious freedom. Her heart fluttered with excitement.

She climbed into his Galloper, and together, they headed out into the countryside.

They parked at the foot of an unnamed mountain and began hiking into the woods.

This "hiking," however, was no ordinary stroll—it was a secret tryst, a hidden climb into intimacy.

On that sweltering summer day, walking side by side through the silent forest, their hearts pounded. Their breaths grew shallow, their pulses quickened.

Then, on a steep uphill path, Grace Park slipped. He seized the moment, pulling her into his arms before she could fall.

Alone in the woods, she trembled in the embrace of this man she barely knew.

His hands slid down her shorts, pulling them down, then slipped beneath her panties. Her mind snapped awake—This isn't right!—but the voice in her head screamed uselessly as her body gave in.

He yanked her panties off. Then, without hesitation, stripped off all his clothes.

His boldness, his lack of shame, left her trembling helplessly.

In moments, he had removed her top and laid her down on the forest path.

On that deserted mountain trail, far from any human eyes, the two surrendered completely to adultery—the ecstatic temptation they could no longer resist.

Where her husband had long neglected her, this man now knelt, worshipping her pussy with his mouth, sucking her with devoted care.

"Ah~~~uk~u~uk~~~~~uh~uh~um~~~ah~~~u~um~um~um~~~"

Uncontrollably, her legs thrashed as moans spilled from her lips. The more she writhed, the more he intensified, driving her higher.

In broad daylight, exposed to another man, she closed her eyes and moaned, spreading her legs wide, thrashing wildly.

Then, his cock—hard with arousal—pressed against her wet, open pussy. He thrust inside, climbing atop her.

"Ah~u~um~um~um~~~~ ah~~~uh~uh~uh~~um~um~um~~"

"Oh god, yes~~~~ so good~~~~~"

"Ye~e~s~ too~ much~ good~ um~ ah~~~ huuu~~~~~~"

Their gasps grew faster, wilder.

Each time her thick thighs jerked, he grew more frenzied, driving his cock deeper into her, panting heavily.

Shuddering with arousal, he grabbed her large, bouncing breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly.

"Ah ha hah! Ah..ah...um ah... um huuuh~ uu~~ uu~~~~~"

Suddenly, she shattered—orgasm crashing over her. Her entire body convulsed as she pulled his neck toward her, clinging tightly.

"Uh~ ah ~~ huuuh~ huuuh~ hahhah!"

He cried out too, lost in the ecstasy.

Their cries echoed through the mountain path, but no one heard. Only nameless birds chirped in the trees.

"Ah huuuh~ yes~ huuuuh~~ huuuh! uu uu uu~"

At last, Grace Park gave in completely to the overwhelming, euphoric sensation. For the first time in her life, she sobbed aloud, overwhelmed by pleasure.

Her wide hips bucked against the dirt path as his cock pistoned into her, thrusting faster, harder.

She wailed, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind, crying as if the whole mountain would crumble.

"Ah~ huuuh~ yes~ huuuuh~~ huuuh! ~~~huuuh!!"

Was this the orgasm she had never felt with her husband?

She wept uncontrollably, her entire lower body electrified with sensation.

Then, his hands gripped her waist, pulling her hard against him. His cock throbbed inside her pussy—and he came.

She could no longer hold back. She screamed, sobbing loudly, crying out without restraint.

In that remote mountain silence, only their ragged breaths remained. Time seemed to stop. They lay tangled together on the dirt path, two bodies fused as one.