(In-Law Short Story) My Elder Brother-in-Law

I'm a 34-year-old housewife married for seven years. I married my husband, who is one year older and works as a civil engineer at a construction company, after meeting through an arranged introduction.

My husband is of average height and ordinary looks—not the type to fall for at first sight—but kind and diligent, so I ended up marrying him six months after we met, pressured by my parents' strong encouragement.

He's the youngest of three brothers and one sister, and all his siblings live nearby, so we often spend time together as families.

The one who opened my eyes to desire was my eldest brother-in-law. Unlike my gentle, slightly timid husband and younger brother-in-law, he is tall, has a handsome southern-Korean look, and a bold, outgoing personality that makes him very popular in the family.

I began developing feelings for him, and on weekends, we'd often go out to dinner together with our spouses and then to karaoke, spending lively times as a group.

The eldest brother-in-law always led the atmosphere and sang so well he could rival a professional singer, and before I knew it, I had started secretly falling for him.

He also treated me with special care—enough to make my sister-in-law jealous—and though I initially felt uncomfortable, as my feelings for him grew, I gradually became accustomed to his unusual attentiveness.

Last autumn, on a weekend, our families went hiking at Bukhansan together. After coming down, we had dinner with soju, and things started heating up. We left the kids at their aunt's house and the four of us went to karaoke.

Despite being 40, my eldest brother-in-law, usually quiet and reserved, flawlessly performed soft, modern ballads at karaoke, and I found myself helplessly captivated by his deep, rich voice.

That night, naturally, we split into two groups: my sister-in-law and husband preferred upbeat trot music, while my brother-in-law and I stuck to ballads. As we sang a duet of 'Green Zone,' and he gently wrapped his arm around my shoulder, I was shocked by my own urge to lean into his embrace.

`Is it okay to let my heart drift like this...?`

I felt guilty, as if betraying my sister-in-law and husband, but I comforted myself with the thought that since it was only in my heart, what could I do? I justified my growing feelings for my brother-in-law.

When my brother-in-law suggested another drink after karaoke, I didn't show it, but inwardly, I was delighted.

Spending time with my quiet, uneventful husband wasn't much fun, but I enjoyed drinking with my brother-in-law, who could make everyday stories entertaining.

But my husband said he was drunk and wanted to go home, and my sister-in-law said she had to pick up the kids from their aunt's.

With no choice, my sister-in-law said she'd come later, and the three of us headed to our house.

As soon as we got in, I happily prepared a simple snack and brought out an expensive whiskey I'd been saving for a special occasion.

`Wow. What's this, Valentine's Day? Huh? 30-year-old?`

`Yes. It was a gift last year.`

`Really? You should've said something earlier, you bastard. Were you hiding it to drink alone?`

`I didn't even know we had this.`

My husband, surprised by this unexpected luxury, happily approached the table.

My brother-in-law's playful, risqué jokes made us laugh, and as we sipped the whiskey, we had a great time. After a few drinks, my husband said he was feeling drunk, leaned back on the sofa, and soon started snoring, collapsing sideways.

My brother-in-law and I left my husband there and finished the whiskey, exchanging subtle glances. I caught his eyes watching me meaningfully, and I quietly let my own feelings show through my gaze.

We finished the whiskey, and I tried to hide my disappointment as I said,

`It's already so late. Your wife must be waiting. You should go.`

`Yeah. My wife said she'd put Kyungmin (our six-year-old son) to bed, but she hasn't come to pick him up.`

`No, she said to just let him sleep at the aunt's. He keeps saying he wants to play with Jiyun (the aunt's eight-year-old daughter) as soon as he wakes up.`

`I'll put Seongcheol (my husband) to bed on the mattress.`

`Yeah? Could you? When he's drunk, he won't even know if you carry him.`

I started clearing the table and doing the dishes when suddenly my brother-in-law came up behind me, grabbing both my shoulders.

`I know you, my sister-in-law. I really like you.`

I felt like I couldn't breathe, stunned by his sudden move and words.

I'd sensed he might have some feelings for me, but I never expected him to confess so boldly.

I tried to calm my racing heart and act composed.

`You're such a tease, hyeongnim. I like you too... haha.`

`I'm not joking. I'm not saying this because I'm drunk.`

My legs trembled, and my hands shook so badly the dishes I was washing clattered. My mind was in chaos—what should I do?

Logically, I should scold him coldly and send him away, but inside, I wanted to say, `I've liked you too, hyeongnim,` and just throw myself into his broad arms.

I'd secretly liked him, but now that he was making a move, with my drunk husband sleeping in the room and my sister-in-law's face flashing in my mind, I was suddenly terrified.

I took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, `Hyeongnim, you shouldn't do this. I'll pretend I didn't hear. Please leave.` I turned to walk toward the bedroom, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his arms.

`I know you like me too. Do you think I don't?`

I struggled in his arms and said,

`Even if I do like you, this is wrong. Please let go.`

But he was determined. Ignoring my resistance, he said, `This isn't just a momentary impulse,` and kissed my lips.

He tightly gripped my head with one hand and sucked on my lips, and I was powerless to resist his strength.

I closed my eyes and slowly parted my lips, and his tongue slipped in, leaving me helpless.

My own tongue began to move actively with his, and I felt myself drifting into a daze.

`What should I do now? This is wrong...`

My mind was telling me to push him away, but my arms, betraying me, were wrapped around his broad back.

Still, I tried to regain control and loosened his arms from around me.

`Hyeongnim, stop. That's enough. Please.`

But he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the child's room, quickly pulling off my top and unhooking my bra before I could react.

I felt ashamed and scared by his forceful, reckless behavior. Was this really okay? I'd never imagined it would go this far.

I sank onto the child's bed, covering my face and sobbing quietly.

`Hyeongnim, why are you doing this? I'm scared. This is wrong.`

He knelt in front of me, pulled my hands away from my face, and said,

`You know I'm not a bad man, right? I've thought about this a lot. It's hard for me too, having such a beautiful sister-in-law in front of me.`

I didn't dislike hearing him say that. I lowered my head, not knowing how to respond, but when he pushed me down, groped my breasts, and covered my lips again, I could only surrender to him.

As he sucked my breasts and rubbed himself against my pants, a moan slipped out before I could stop it.

`Ah~~. What should I do. Ah~~`

`Miyeon. I really like you. I've had you in my heart since the first time I saw you.`

As he called my name and pulled down my pants, I went limp and even lifted my hips to help.

When he stripped off his clothes, I couldn't help but gasp at his powerful build—nothing like my husband—and the size of his cock.

`Hyeongnim, is this really okay?`

`Miyeon. Don't call me hyeongnim. Call me by my name from now on.`

He kissed and sucked my breasts, trailing down to my navel, and I bit the back of my hand to muffle the moans escaping my lips.

Then he pulled off my panties and started sucking my pussy, and it felt like raw lust was exploding inside me. My whole body twisted, pulled into a dizzying, euphoric void. I bit my hand, struggling to suppress my cries, not knowing what to do.

`Hah~huk.. Ah~ng... Huh~~~huk... He~hak.. Seongsu... Huh~~huk`

`Miyeon... I love your pussy. So soft inside. I should've had you sooner.`

`Huh~~huk~.. Ah~uk~~ Seongsu. I love you~~ Ah~huk`

Seongsu—no, hyeongnim—lifted his body and brought his huge cock to my face. I grabbed it and sucked hard, my jaw aching.

He moaned softly as he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth, licking my anus as if preparing to penetrate it.

`Slurp... suck suck. Slurp... I love your cock, Seongsu. I'm going crazy. Put it in me now.`

I begged, desperate for him to put his cock inside my pussy.

`Miyeon... your pussy is soaked. You say no but you're so wet.`

`I don't know. Put it in me now. I'm going crazy.`

He rubbed his big cock against my wet, dripping pussy, driving me wilder.

`Ah~~uk~~ Ha~hak~~ Ah~~huk ~ Hurry~~~ Put it in~~ I'm going crazy~~ Huh~~huk`

Then slowly, his cock began to enter me, and I floated into ecstasy, drifting on clouds.

As his cock moved faster and thrust deep, I pulled the blanket into my mouth to stifle my cries, sobbing as I swallowed my excitement, and unconsciously tightened my pussy around him.

`Ah~huh..huk.. Ah.. Sob.. Ha-hak.. Seongsu.. Save me~~ Huh.. Huh.. Huk`

`Uh..uk... Miyeon.. Your pussy is so tight. I love it.`

This was ecstasy I'd never experienced with my husband. After our child was born, he'd never satisfied me, and with his frequent work trips, we rarely had sex—I'd been frustrated.

This was the first time in ages I'd felt such an electrifying sensation.

I forgot everything else, completely absorbed in sex with hyeongnim, feeling my long-dormant desire come alive.

I still can't forget how amazing that first time with my eldest brother-in-law felt.

After drifting on clouds, I noticed he seemed tired, so I laid him down, sucked his nipples, and caressed his strong body before guiding his cock back into my hole.

I twisted my hips, rode him in a sitting position, moving up and down until I soared on clouds again.

When he said he was about to come, I reluctantly pulled off, grabbed his cock, and shook it—thick cum shot out like a fountain.

I wiped the cum off my hand and his cock with a tissue, gathered our clothes, and went into the bathroom.

After showering, I came out hoping he'd be gone, embarrassed, but he was sitting on the sofa drinking beer.

He gave a faint smile.

`Have a refreshing beer with me, sister-in-law. Seongcheol's sleeping like a log.`

As I approached, shyly covering my face with a towel, he pulled me down beside him, kissed me lightly, and whispered,

`Miyeon. Call me when Seongcheol goes on a business trip.`

`Ah. I don't know. Just this once.`

`Haha. Still playing innocent?`

I really was pretending. After that, I became his woman.

Whenever my husband went on a trip, I'd cook a nice dinner and call my brother-in-law. Sometimes on weekends, I'd leave the child with my husband and meet hyeongnim at a motel outside the city to make love.

But I still get along well with my husband.

Am I a bad woman? So what if I am? Even if I'm a bad woman, I don't care—as long as hyeongnim stays mine.