Chapter 1 — The Day I Seduced My Wife's Friend

"Uh... Who's that?"

The sight of my wife's friend, Sarah Lee, at the door froze me in place for a moment.

She wasn't stunningly beautiful, but the short skirt she wore revealed long, slender legs stretching all the way up to her thighs. Her deep-set eyes, full lips, and milky skin gave her a quietly alluring charm—perhaps because it had been so long since I'd seen her, she seemed even more striking now.

"Welcome. What brings you here? This is unexpected."

I quickly snapped out of my daze and greeted her warmly, ushering her inside.

"Where's Emma Park?"

I was three years older, but we'd known each other for so long that we spoke casually, without pretense.

"She said there was a work dinner and she'd be late."

"Really? She should've called. That girl."

"But what about you? No warning, no call—what's going on?"

"Nothing. I was just passing by! Can I wait inside?"

Sarah Lee smiled brightly.

"Of course. Make yourself at home."

"Then I'll go upstairs for a bit. Ugh, I barely slept last night—I'm so tired."

With a sweet smile, she waved slightly and headed up.

About an hour later, curiosity drew me toward the room where she was.

I just wanted to see what she was up to. She must've truly been exhausted—she was sprawled across the bed, fast asleep.

Her posture was so loose and careless that her panties were clearly visible between her parted thighs.

Just seeing her smooth, pale thighs was enough to stir something unbearable in me.

But when I saw how tightly her panties clung to her, stretched taut over her plump mound, and how they had slipped slightly into the crease between her buttocks, blood rushed straight down to my groin.

Was she pretending to sleep? Or had she genuinely dozed off?

Then she opened her eyes, looked at me standing in the doorway, and spoke.

"Older brother. Why are you here? Did you want to say something?"

"No, I was just curious. And bored, I guess."

I answered awkwardly, forcing a casual tone.

"Come in, older brother. Let's talk."

Without another word, I stepped into the room and sat on the edge of the bed.

She adjusted her disheveled clothes and sat up. I hesitated slightly before speaking.

"But seriously, what's going on? Why show up like this without calling?"

"Nothing. It's nothing."

Yet her expression told me otherwise—something was clearly bothering her.

"Older brother. Do you have any alcohol at home? Let's have a drink."

She smiled suddenly, turning to me.

"Why? Want to drink? What kind do you like?"

"Do you have whiskey? I can't really drink anything else."

"Alright. Hang on."

A few minutes later, I came back upstairs with a bottle of whiskey and some snacks.

"Emma Park's probably going to be late tonight. She called earlier."

"Yeah. Is she always this late?"

"No. There was an important dinner she couldn't skip."

I took the glass she poured and replied casually.

"But… did you two have a fight or something?"

I asked carefully, watching her face.

"Whoa!! Older brother, you laid out the mat already? How did you know?"

She laughed, surprised.

"Guessed it. But honestly, I kinda felt it."

She downed her glass in one go and held it out for more.

"Phew… Actually, I had a huge fight with my husband yesterday and left home."

"What? What are you going to do? Where did you sleep last night?"

I asked, slightly shocked.

She waved her hand dismissively.

"No, I stayed at my sister's. But today it felt awkward there, so I came here."

"Well… you're welcome here, but you should probably go back and make up."

But she cut me off, clearly annoyed.

"Don't worry. I'll just wait a bit, see Emma Park, then go home."

I didn't press further.

We kept talking, shifting topics, and finished the entire bottle of whiskey.

"Want more? Or should we eat dinner? Let's go out."

"No, older brother. I already ate. Don't worry."

She brushed her hair back and continued.

"I'll stop drinking. I'm tired—already feeling drunk. Hehe."

"Yeah, better stop. I'll head downstairs."

I went back down and entered my room.

Upstairs, Sarah Lee, weighed down by fatigue and alcohol, had fallen into a deep sleep.

But soon, she woke with a jolt—something was pressing against her, suffocating.

And she couldn't help but startle.

Because I was touching her body.

She could barely stammer out a response.

"Just stay still, Sarah Lee."

"No… older brother, don't. What if Emma Park comes?"

Her words, strangely, almost sounded like she'd be fine—as long as my wife didn't walk in.

She tried to resist, but it was useless.

Or rather, her resistance felt strangely weak—almost consent.

My thick fingers had already slipped under her skirt, creeping toward her panties.

She only murmured under her breath, no longer truly resisting.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth.

"Mmm…."

I sucked on her tongue, filling her mouth with my saliva.

But then, as if she'd been waiting, she sucked my tongue deeper into her own mouth.

"Umm… mmm… mmm…"

Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer.

Unbelievably, she was accepting me—too easily.

Just as I hurriedly tried to rip her clothes off—

"Older brother!! Wait a second! No need to rush."

I stopped and looked at her.

"I'll do it."

I paused, surprised by her sudden initiative, then nodded.

She stood up slowly and began undressing.

Skirt. Blouse. Bra. Panties. One by one, she stripped until she stood completely naked.

I stared at her in awe.

Her large, milky-white breasts rose proudly, crowned with pink nipples.

Her slender waist curved down to her navel, below which a dark patch of pubic hair formed a thick forest.

And at the end of it all, her parted labia peeked out, barely hidden.

Her long, straight legs framed her full, round buttocks, accentuating every curve.

I quickly stripped as well, tossing my clothes aside.

"Even if you say that, I'm confident no one has a better body than me."

"Yeah. You're right."

I reached out, drunk on desire, and caressed her breasts, kneading them in my hands.

Then my fingers moved toward the secret space between her thighs.

But she beat me to it—turning her pale body, she reached for my cock with her hand.

"Wow, impressive!"

Sarah Lee gasped in admiration. Then, as if she couldn't hold back any longer, she opened her mouth wide and took my cock deep inside.

"Ugh… uh…"

A strange moan escaped my lips.

She began licking my glans with her tongue, and my cock stiffened instantly.

It started leaking pre-cum, drop by drop.

She eagerly sucked it up, swallowing it down her throat.

Each time she moved, her pale breasts swayed rhythmically.

I leaned forward, grabbing her bouncing breasts and squeezing them hard.

Her skill was extraordinary.

She rolled my cock around in her mouth like candy, sucked hard, then pulled back one side of her hair behind her ear with her free hand—so I could see clearly as she devoured me. It was mesmerizing.

"Uhh… ahh… ugh… uhhhh…"

My body tensed. My cock swelled violently.

She didn't miss a beat—sucking harder.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I erupted, shooting cum straight into her mouth.

It tasted different from her husband's, she must've thought.

She licked her lips, savoring it.

My shaft kept pulsing, splattering cum against her palate. She swallowed every drop.

"Uhh… wow… Sarah Lee… you're amazing."

I smiled, satisfied.

"Pfft, older brother. That's not the issue right now."

"Huh? Then what is?"

"Right here…"

She trailed off, pointing at her lower body with her finger.

"What about it?"

"Come on, I mean this."

She hesitated again, then spoke.

"Stop stalling. Do something about it."

I slipped a finger inside. It came out soaked—drenched in her slick arousal.

She was already so turned on that her hips trembled at just my touch.

I felt myself harden again instantly. I smiled.

I pressed my stiff cock against her wet petals, rubbing slowly.

She couldn't take it anymore—she urged me on.

No more waiting. I pushed deep inside her.

Her overwhelming wetness made it slide in effortlessly.

I let out a deep sigh and began moving inside her.

I grabbed her legs with both hands, pulling them toward my waist.

I thrust deeper, my glans rubbing against her vaginal walls, stimulating the entrance with each stroke.

She trembled, as if feeling pleasure for the first time.

Then she actively pushed her hips toward mine, meeting my thrusts.

I took her full breast into my mouth, sucking hard, biting gently.

With my hands, I kneaded every inch of her body.

She repeated incoherent words, pressing her voluptuous body tightly against mine.

I sucked on her heaving breasts, thrusting deeper, shaking her violently.

Her arousal gushed out, soaking my cock.

Her legs lifted high into the air, trembling.

Her juices flowed freely, pooling around her buttocks.

She started calling me "honey."

Moaning filthy words, she squeezed me tighter.

My cock kept pounding her cervix.

She rocked her hips harder. Her full body swayed, driving me wild.

At the moment my cock swelled so large it felt like it would burst her open—

Sarah Lee slammed her pelvis against mine, clamping down as she squirted.

My cum flooded her vagina, deep into her womb.

She convulsed, her entire body writhing, squeezing my cock even tighter.