Chapter 1 — The Alluring Widow's Temptation

"Who is it~?"

She opened the door and stepped out. She emerged wearing a sheer red silk nightgown.

"Ugh."

I nearly stumbled backward, breath caught in my throat.

Through the translucent fabric, her large, round, braless breasts swayed freely, and beneath the white lace panties between her thighs, her dark pubic hair was clearly visible.

The long, dress-style nightgown reached down past her ankles, yet it revealed her entire body in stark, unfiltered detail.

Under the soft lighting, her figure appeared even more sensual, more provocative.

My cock reacted instantly, surging to full erection.

But I couldn't help feeling flustered—unsure where to look, how to speak.

"The documents you requested this afternoon~"

I stood awkwardly, holding out the file envelope.

"Oh~~yes."

She took the papers without a second thought, then pulled a cardigan from the coat rack and slipped it on before sitting down on the sofa.

I've been managing her assets for three years now. I'm the administrative manager at the company where she holds the majority stake.

Her late husband was a wealthy landowner who'd invested a massive sum into our firm.

At after-work drinking sessions, we'd sometimes go to a nightclub, and there she once invited me to dance the blues.

We'd grind against each other, our groins pressing together in heated rhythm. I'd secretly fantasized about taking her to bed—but it always ended there.

Still, she'd often kiss my cheek, then gently rub the mark with her fingers.

She'd lift her feet onto the desk, flashing what was beneath her skirt. Or lean back in loose loungewear, giving me a full view of her bare breasts.

I'd always wanted her—but as her subordinate, I could never act on it.

Yet her occasional, deliberate provocations kept my cock hard and my mind restless.

"Have a seat~"

She lifted one leg and curled it over the other as she spoke.

"Y-yes."

Her thighs, pressed together, were fully exposed—so was her lace underwear, clearly visible beneath the thin gown.

A small foot, painted with red nail polish, peeked out from under the long dress.

My cock throbbed, stiffening with a dull groan.

She glanced through the documents briefly, then stood."Have a coffee before you go," she said, heading toward the kitchen.

In the dim light, the outline of her buttocks pressed against the sheer fabric of her gown—her white lace panties barely covering her ass. It was a thong, tied at the sides with delicate strings.

"Damn… she's 36? A virgin couldn't compare~"

I tried to press my rising cock down, but the harder I pushed, the more violently it surged back up.

She sat on a kitchen chair, sipping her coffee.

My cock strained against my trunks, making it impossible to stand without discomfort. I groaned softly.

"What's wrong? Did I make a mistake?"

When I awkwardly rose, she pointed and laughed.

"Hohoho! Am I really that attractive? It's okay… come here."

I weighed her words, then boldly stood and walked to the dining table.

Even with my back arched, the front of my pants bulged forward like a mountain.

"Hohoho. You really are…"

She giggled, staring at the massive lump in my pants.

I sat down, stiff and uneasy.

"Daniel… you don't have much experience with women, do you? To react like this to someone like me."

The cardigan gaped open, revealing her bare breasts.

Her well-developed chest hung full and heavy, like ripe gourds ready to burst. They swayed dramatically every time she laughed.

I could faintly make out her small, delicate nipples.

Then, as if to pass by, she suddenly leaned down, pulled my head, and pressed it against her chest.

"Uhh~~~"

A shiver ran through my entire body at her sudden move.

"Daniel… just a moment… I've actually wanted to hold you like this."

My head rested against her smooth, toned lower abdomen. My hands instinctively reached for her hips, pulling her close, gripping her soft, round ass.

Her red lips met mine.

She pushed her tongue past my lips, deep into my mouth.

Her scent flooded my nose, traveled straight to my cock.

Her tongue explored every corner of my mouth. Her sweet, warm saliva trickled down my throat.

I sucked hard on her lips. Her tongue slid to my earlobe, then slipped inside, teasing me.

Her plush, soft ass filled my palms through the gown.

I slid my hand beneath the fabric, up the inside of her thigh.

I tugged the thin string beside the tiny cloth covering her pussy—and it dropped to the floor.

It wasn't even real panties—just a small, flimsy patch.

"Do you like this kind of underwear?"

"It's incredibly sexy."

"Really? There's actually a man who likes me like this~~~"

She lifted one leg onto the chair, pulled aside her nightgown, and leaned forward.

A thick, lush forest covered her pussy.

I parted the dense curls and pressed my tongue deep into her slit.

"Ah~~ honey~"

She grabbed my head, pulling me tighter.

I hurriedly yanked down my pants and underwear.

No time to tease—my cock stood fully erect, desperate to enter her.

She spread her legs and wrapped them around my waist.

When she saw my cock, her eyes widened.

"Oh my… how is this possible~ Such a big one… you're amazing."

She took my cock in her hand and slowly guided it toward her entrance.

"Ouch~ too big… I can't believe it's this large."

Her moan made my cock even harder.

She winced slightly as she brought my tip to her opening.

Her pubic hair pushed inward with my cock, creating a slight, stinging friction.

She had more hair than most women—thick, but soft, like fluffy cotton.

She rubbed my cock against her slit, teasing herself.

I grabbed her breasts through the gown, squeezing them hard, kneading them as if trying to milk them.

"Ah! You'll make me lactate… go easy!"

I tugged her nipple, placed it between my teeth, and bit down gently.

"Ah~~ yes~~ suck it~~"

She pushed her nipple into my mouth.

I sucked hard. For a woman with experience, her nipples were surprisingly small.

She wrapped her arms around my head, gently pushed my cock into her, then slowly lowered her hips onto my thighs.

"Ah~~~ I've never felt like this… so good…"

"Your husband?"

"Don't mention him… I don't even remember him."

"I really like this~"

"Daniel… I can't even remember when I last felt this."

She called my name for the first time, her voice trembling with ecstasy.

"Sarah…"

She looked at me again, then licked my face with her tongue.

She began rocking her hips up and down, smoothly launching the train of pleasure.

She moved her hips back and forth, savoring the sensation of my cock inside her, moaning softly.

I thrust back with equal force.

"Ah~ ah~~~ honey~"

She began increasing her pace.

Her hips rose and fell, rubbing her inner walls against my shaft and glans.

"Ah~ yes~"

Her moans grew louder. The chair creaked, the coffee cup tipped over, spilling dark liquid onto the floor.

"Uhh~ Sarah~"

"No—just call me Sarah."

"Sarah~~~"

"Ah~ Daniel~"

She still used terms of respect with me, yet fully embraced me as her man.

Her hips never stopped moving, dripping wetness down her thighs.

The sound of our bodies slapping together mixed with the wet friction of cock and pussy, all underscored by our moans.

"Ah~ I think… I'm going to come~"

"Just a little more~"

Sweat beaded on her forehead.

"Try it like this."

I pulled her up, sliding my cock out. She looked at me with brief disappointment.

My shaft glistened, slick with her juices.

I bent her over the dining table, lifting her silk gown.

Her round, pale, plump ass rose like twin moons. I gripped it and thrust my cock back in.

She reached between her legs, grabbed my cock, and guided it deeper into herself.

"Ah~ still too big… it still hurts~"

With one powerful thrust, I buried myself inside her—and she screamed.

"Ah~aaak~ Daniel~ it hurts~"

I pulled her hands behind my back and drove my cock all the way to her depths.

Her nails dug into my thighs.

With my cock fully inside, I pounded her like a galloping stallion—fast, hard, relentless.

"Ah~~~ honey~"

The wet slaps grew faster.

"Uhh~~~ hah~"

"Ah~ Daniel~ let's go to the bed."

As she moved toward the bedroom, I pulled her waist closer, driving my cock even deeper.

She pushed her hips back against my groin, pressing herself tightly against me.

We entered the bedroom with my cock still buried inside her.

Her room—my first time here. The air was thick with a woman's musk and perfume.

"Daniel… you're the first man to ever come into this room."

The plush bed and pillows, all in soft sky-blue fabric, felt like floating on clouds.

On the wall hung a large portrait of her in a traditional Korean dress—life-sized, almost. She wore a red Korean dress embroidered with chrysanthemums, smiling gently.

A full-length mirror on the bedroom wall reflected our entwined bodies.

She buried her face in the bedsheet.

My cock trembled, on the verge of exploding.

"Uhh~"

I shuddered, thrusting deeper, harder.

My cock could hold back no longer—swelling, pulsing, erupting in a powerful jet of cum.

"I'm coming~~ Sarah~"

"Cum inside~~~"

"Where~~?"

"Just do it… just come~~~"

I pulled her hips back and unleashed my load deep inside her.

When I woke up the next morning, she had my cock in her mouth.

"From today, Daniel… you'll handle approvals on your own~"

That was what she said to my back as I got ready for work—along with a quiet reminder to come in early…