Chapter 2 — She Is a Married Woman 1 (2)

An office in Seoul...

"Time to head home, I guess..."

I walked into the lab and began tidying up some papers. Then I noticed a handbag on the drafting table across from my desk.

"Huh? This isn't mine... Ah, wait—it's Sarah Ji's. It's way past quitting time. What's she still doing here? Maybe in the sample room?"

But the sample room was empty—eerily silent.

"Must've gone to the restroom."

By habit, I started checking the supplies we'd need for tomorrow's research.

The supply room, about four square meters, sat tucked away in a corner of the lab. It held various office and computer supplies.

As I approached, I saw the door was slightly ajar.

"Sarah Ji's already here?" I thought."Hey, Miss—Sarah Ji!"

I was about to call out when I heard a strange moaning sound. I froze, then peered through the crack in the door.

There she was—Sarah Ji—sitting on a chair in the far corner, watching a porn video. My cock instantly swelled, and my mouth went dry.

She had hiked her skirt up, her left hand stroking her pussy, her right squeezing one full breast.

"Aaah~~ Ah~"

A soft moan escaped her lips as her left hand moved faster over her wet slit.

"Oh yes… Aaah! Fuck! Fuck!" On screen, a man and woman were naked, grinding against each other. The man thrust his cock deep into the woman's dripping cunt.

His cock slid in with a thick suck, pumping back and forth wildly as he thrashed his hips like a madman.

"Aaaaah~~ Harder! Harder! Fuck me to death, aaah~!"

The woman in the video screamed in ecstasy, unable to hold back. Sarah Ji's fingers moved faster, her self-pleasure hypnotic.

Sarah Ji and I had met online about a month ago. We'd been exchanging dirty emails, growing emotionally attached. Now, there wasn't a single day I didn't think of her. Even when I fucked my wife, I imagined it was Sarah Ji.

When we first started emailing, I wondered—was this woman even sane? What kind of woman was she?

Curiosity overwhelmed me. I decided to hack her.

I visited dark web forums, consulted experts, downloaded tools. Soon, I knew exactly how to uncover every secret about her. I practiced—on a friend. Everything I found matched perfectly. I was stunned by my own skill.

After five more letters, I paused. Did I really need to know everything about her? Was hacking her truly necessary?

In the end, I realized it wasn't right. I deleted all the programs, wiped every hacker contact from my computer. We'd stay mysterious lovers—more romantic, more thrilling that way.

Back in the supply room, Sarah Ji sat on a small sofa, her skirt pulled up to her waist, legs spread wide. Her feet rested on the table in front of her. Her blouse was unbuttoned, her left hand rubbing her pussy, fingers circling her clit. Her right hand alternated between squeezing both breasts.

"Aaah~~ Ah~"

"Ugh… this is making my blood pressure spike."

I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock—already rock hard, flushed deep red. Slowly, I began stroking myself.

Wanting a better view, I pushed the door open slightly—too far. It creaked.

Startled, Sarah Ji turned toward me.

I quickly shoved my cock back into my pants and stepped inside confidently. She stared, frozen, fumbling to cover herself.

Her half-naked body was breathtaking.

Early thirties, married—a self-proclaimed power woman. I'd always known she had a great figure, but now, half-undressed, she was unreal.

Firm, full breasts. Dark, erect nipples. A narrow waist. Plump, round ass. Long, shapely legs—the reason she always wore short skirts.

Between her thighs, her pussy was thick with dark curls.

"Sarah Ji, why aren't you going home?"

"I was just getting supplies for tomorrow."

"So that video's a supply item?"

"That's not—I mean—"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"No, I won't do it again…"

Inside, I smiled.

"If you don't want to be humiliated, you'll do exactly what I say. Understand?"

"Yes…"

I bent down and pulled her skirt off, letting it drop at her feet. Then I unhooked her bra. Only her panties remained. Seeing her fully exposed, my cock sprang back to life.

"Sarah Ji, undress me."

With trembling hands, she removed my clothes. When she pulled down my underwear, my cock leapt up, throbbing.

I pulled her close, crushing her body against mine. Our lips crashed together. I sucked her tongue, and she trembled, her strength melting away.

My tongue forced its way deeper, sucking gently on her lower lip, then her upper. I devoured her mouth, sucking her tongue fiercely. My cock pressed against her belly, swollen and ready to burst.

I ran my hands over her shoulders, then cupped her ass, massaging softly. She let out a hot, breathy moan.

"Aaah~~ Aaah~~"

I laid out an electric heating pad on the floor, turned up the heat, then spread a blanket over it. I gently lowered her onto it.

"Aaaaah~~ Ah~ How does that feel? Ugh… Aaah~~"

I left her lips, trailing kisses down her neck, to her collarbone, then to her full, round breasts.

Her tits were perfectly shaped—like two volleyball halves—and incredibly firm. Her nipples stood stiff and dark.

I placed my right hand over one breast, pushing upward, kneading slowly. My mouth latched onto her left nipple, sucking hard. My tongue swirled around the swollen bud, licking, biting gently.

"Huuh… Aaah! No, stop!"

I moved lower, kissing down her stomach until I reached the warm, secret space between her legs.

Already soaked, glistening with slick fluid, her pussy smelled musky and sweet.

"Oh, my beautiful pussy…"

Slurp… Slurp… Suck…

I began licking. I sucked first on her outer lips, then the inner ones. Sarah Ji gasped, clenching her fists, tensing her thighs.

I tried to push my tongue inside, but it wasn't working. So I brought my fingers—index and middle from both hands—together, forming a point.

Slowly, I pressed them into her wet, glistening pussy.

Shhh… Shhh…

My fingers slid in gradually. Sarah Ji tightened her legs, fists clenched tight.

Once fully inside, I began a slow piston motion—back and forth. I varied the depth: three shallow thrusts, one deep. Over and over.

Her pussy grew hotter, wetter. Unable to contain her pleasure, she grabbed her own breasts, squeezing and twisting them wildly.

"Aaaaah~~ Baby! Faster! Deeper! Fuck me to death! Yes! Yes! Faster! Deeper! Please, make me come! Suck me harder! More! More!!"

For nearly three or four minutes, I pumped my fingers in and out like a machine.

My cock, burning and rigid, craved a hole. I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her up, then lay down in her place.

I flipped her into a 69 position, straddling my face. Again, I plunged my fingers deep into her pussy.

"Sarah Ji, suck my cock. Suck it until I come."

"Yes… baby… please do me too."

She gripped my cock with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and took the thick head inside. Her tongue swirled around the tip, sucking like a vacuum.

I groaned—her mouth felt incredible. I was going to blow within ten minutes.

I stopped fingering her and spread her lips wide with my fingers. Her pussy gaped open, red and swollen, begging to be filled.

Before plunging my cock in, I buried my tongue instead. I thrust it deep, licking in and out rapidly. With my fingers, I rubbed her clit and outer folds. My lips sucked greedily.

Her pussy swelled tighter, drenched in juices and spit, leaking thick streams of arousal.

"Aaah, baby! Fuck me! Now! Stop sucking! I can't take it!"

Unable to hold back, she grabbed my cock with her left hand, cupped my balls with her right, and attacked my cockhead with lips and tongue—frenzied, desperate.

She tried to take it all, deep into her throat, but my cock was too thick, too long.

She bobbed her head up and down, jerking me with her left hand while rolling my balls in her right palm.

I was seconds from exploding.

Finally, I flipped her onto her back. I couldn't wait. I spread her legs as wide as they'd go, stood my cock straight up in front of her dripping slit, slipped a pillow under my lower back to lift my hips, and drove into her.

Pfuuck—Sss—Thud—Squish—Slam

A chorus of obscene sounds filled the room as my cock pistoned into her gaping pussy—forward, back, up, down, side to side.

"Aaah~~ Baby! More! Give me more! Suck me! Do it harder! Fuck me to death!"

I thrust harder, gripping her thighs, pulling her hips toward me. I wrapped her legs around my waist, arching her back so her ass lifted higher.

"Harder! Fuck me deeper, baby!!!"

She was beyond words, lost in ecstasy. My cock, slick with her juices and spit, gleamed as it slammed in and out. Each thrust made my cock throb, veins bulging. The scar from my late circumcision stretched tight, threatening to split open.

"Aaah~~ Uuuh… I'm gonna come, baby~~"

"Yeah, me too. Can I cum inside your pussy?"

"Yes!! Cum inside me! I want to feel your cum! Now! And suck my breasts!"

I increased the pace—harder, faster. My cock disappeared into her with every thrust. Then it hit me—the wave.

For over thirty minutes, her pussy muscles had been clamping down on my cock like a vice. And now—

Pshhh—Splooo—Squirt!!

I erupted, blasting thick ropes of cum deep into her womb. An orgasm ripped through me—my vision blurred, my body went limp. This… this was the true pleasure of sex.

Sarah Ji lay beneath me, eyes rolled back, mouth agape, body slack, breathing ragged.

We'd been together for a month now. She slowly sat up, gathering her clothes. After wiping her body with a damp cloth, she reached for her purple lace panties.

Seeing her sensual ass from behind, I felt my cock stir again. I sprang to my feet.

I guided her to a small bed in the corner, made her grip the bedpost, bend forward slightly, and spread her legs shoulder-width apart. I pressed my body tightly against hers, my cock nudging her ass.

Then I reached around and began stroking her pussy again. Without foreplay, I shoved my cock into her from behind. This was her favorite position.

She trembled, moaning as my cock tore through her lower body.

Thinking of my wife, I thrust harder. Sarah Ji cried out in ecstasy, and I felt another surge of pleasure.

She moaned so loudly the sofa shook, pushing her plump ass further back. This angle drove her wild—far more intense than before. Her expression twisted with bliss, her head thrown back, and soon, her pussy began gushing.

My hands gripped her waist, driving the rhythm faster, deeper.

Her pussy was incredible—each time I thrust in, her walls squeezed my cock like a fist. Perfect.

Suddenly, she pulled my cock out, took it in her hands, and shoved it into her mouth.

Slurp… Slurp… Haaah…

I tilted my head back, eyes closed, then opened them to watch her. Her left hand gripped the shaft, moving up and down. Her right pressed hard against my groin.

She kept slurping, then began twisting my cock in circles—clockwise, counterclockwise. Over and over.

My cock swelled, red and furious, ready to explode.

"Aaah~~ Sarah Ji, faster… I'm gonna come…"

Without warning, she pushed me down, climbed on top, spread her legs over my erect cock like a rocket ready for launch, aligned her pussy with my tip, and sank down.

Slowly, my cock disappeared into her. Lying back, I lifted my head to watch—pure fantasy.

But not all of me fit.

Still, she began moving—up and down, then swirling her hips in circles, rocking side to side.

"Haa~~ Aaah~~ Baby, it feels so good..."

I grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing roughly. They were perfect.

I sat up slightly, leaning forward to suck her nipples. With my right hand, I pinched and twisted one nipple, sending shocks through her. My mouth and tongue devoured the other, sucking until it glistened with saliva.

Then I flipped her over, made her lie facedown, and hammered into her pussy from behind.

Fwoosh! My cock plunged deep. I thrust harder, faster. Both hands gripped her waist, guiding every movement.

Later, she came out of the bathroom, handed me a soapy shower puff, and washed my entire body—gently, lovingly. I did the same for her. After drying off, we chatted briefly before leaving.

"Baby! That was amazing… See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Take care."