Chapter 1 — The Wrong Encounter

David Kang had a beautiful wife.

She was seven years younger, and anyone who saw Sarah Lee, David Kang’s wife, would do a double take.

Her porcelain skin, her perfectly proportioned figure—neither too thin nor too heavy—her full yet modestly sized breasts—everything about her was exquisite.

David Kang cherished her deeply and lived each day in quiet happiness.

One Sunday morning, David Kang woke up late, relaxed and unhurried, only to hear the phone ring. He picked up the receiver.

“Hello?”

“Ah! It’s me. You recognize my voice, right?”

It was Thomas Park, a former coworker.

“What’s up? Why are you calling?”

David Kang was puzzled. They weren’t particularly close, and Thomas Park had only briefly shown up at his wedding.

“I need to talk. Come out for a bit, will you?”

“Where should we meet?”

“Here. Outside your house—the street-food bar. Come on out.”

David Kang quickly threw on some clothes and headed out.

He couldn’t help but worry—maybe Thomas Park wanted to borrow money.

Inside the tented food stall, Thomas Park was already waiting, half a bottle of soju emptied.

“Woman, can we get some more side dishes?”

As soon as David Kang walked in, Thomas Park ordered more food.

“What’s this about?”

“You’re in a hurry…”

Thomas Park tilted his glass again.

“You heard about my situation?”

“What situation?”

“I went to the hospital recently. They told me I’m permanently impotent.”

David Kang had no idea where this was going.

“Well, the thing is,” Thomas Park continued, “my wife starts pressuring me every night. I’m telling you honestly—could you spend just one night with her?”

“What? How can I possibly—?”

“Just one night. One night only.”

David Kang tried to picture Thomas Park’s wife, Emma Choi.

He couldn’t recall her clearly, but she certainly wasn’t unattractive.

Something stirred within him—curiosity, desire, the thrill of crossing a line.

“Just one night, you say?”

“Of course.”

A faint smile crept across Thomas Park’s lips.

“Did you talk to your wife about this?”

“Of course. She said she’d be fine with it if it were you.”

David Kang didn’t understand how such a conversation could even happen, but after work the next day, he found himself standing in front of Thomas Park’s apartment.

He told Sarah Lee he’d be late because of work.

She believed him—she’d never known him to lie before.

Heart pounding, David Kang pressed the doorbell.

“You’re here?”

It was Emma Choi.

She was wearing a revealing nightgown—so sheer it exposed nearly all of her body.

When David Kang saw her full, nearly bursting breasts, a heavy warmth surged in his groin.

“Come in.”

Following her lead, David Kang stepped inside.

Thomas Park was nowhere to be seen.

“Thank you for coming. My husband told me to treat you well.”

Emma Choi’s eyes glistened.

David Kang didn’t understand Thomas Park or his wife, but he was already inside their home.

Slowly, Emma Choi unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, taking it into her mouth.

Heat surged from his shaft as her warm mouth enveloped him.

David Kang closed his eyes.

Emma Choi circled the head with her tongue, then took him deeper, all the way to her throat.

She sucked him for a long time.

“Stop… I’m going to come…”

Even then, Emma Choi didn’t pull away.

Uhh… Ah…

Intense pleasure exploded through his cock, flooding into her mouth.

When a trickle of his cum entered her mouth, she opened wide, gripping his shaft tighter, milking every last drop.

“Now, let’s have dinner.”

Emma Choi wiped her lips gently and helped David Kang pull his pants back up.

David Kang had just come in another woman’s mouth—something he’d never done with his own wife.

As he sat down to the meal Emma Choi had prepared, a strange illusion washed over him.

For a moment, it felt as if Emma Choi were his wife.

After dinner, Emma Choi invited him to bathe.

Her soft hands roamed every inch of his body, and when they reached his cock—already hard again—she lathered it with soapy hands, stroking firmly.

Ah……

David Kang groaned as her grip on the head of his cock sent unbearable pleasure coursing through him.

“You should take yours off too, right?”

At his words, Emma Choi smiled shyly and began undressing, hanging each piece on the wall hook.

Soon, her full, naked body stood before David Kang.

She wasn’t as refined as Sarah Lee, but her curves were undeniably voluptuous.

David Kang stepped closer, spreading soap over Emma Choi’s body.

His hands moved from her breasts down to her groin.

After soaping her entirely, he turned on the shower.

The suds slid down her skin and vanished into the drain.

“You’re… so attractive.”

Wet strands of Emma Choi’s hair shimmered under the light.

“I’m embarrassed…”

She blushed like a newlywed.

The two moved naturally toward the bedroom.

David Kang sucked on Emma Choi’s breasts.

Her nipples were already hard, and as he took one into his mouth, he could feel them stiffen further against his tongue.

He sucked each breast in turn.

Soft moans escaped Emma Choi’s lips.

Her soft breasts felt springy, alive with arousal.

David Kang slid his head between her thighs.

Spreading her legs, he saw her glistening valley.

He touched it with his fingers—already slick with wetness, soaking them.

He brought his mouth to where her breath escaped.

Hss…

Then, his tongue traced the outer lips of her pussy.

Her tiny clit brushed against his tongue.

A bitter-sweet taste of arousal filled his mouth.

Emma Choi shivered.

David Kang focused on her clit and the surrounding folds, licking with growing intensity.

Finally, Emma Choi gripped the bedsheet tightly.

Aaahhh!!!!…

Her body arched upward as she climaxed.

“Now come inside me. Put your hot cock deep inside me.”

Emma Choi grabbed David Kang’s shaft, begging him to enter.

David Kang gently bit her earlobe.

As his hot breath filled her ear, her body trembled.

Unable to wait, she began moving her hand up and down his cock.

His own pre-cum already glistened at the tip.

David Kang spread her legs and pressed his cock against her wet heat, rubbing slowly before sliding in.

Emma Choi’s hot, slick pussy clamped around the head of his cock.

He pushed deeper.

“Ah… yes… good…”

As she pulled her legs tighter, her pussy tightened further, sending waves of pleasure through his shaft.

Inside her, a strange, rhythmic clenching pulsed around him.

David Kang began moving his hips slowly, thrusting deeper into her.

“You’re… so good…”

Emma Choi pinched his small nipples with her fingers as she spoke.

David Kang maintained a steady rhythm.

“Don’t you feel guilty toward Thomas Park?”

Emma Choi shook her head.

“Right now, you’re the only one who matters… Ah… go deeper.”

At her words, David Kang, who had only been halfway inside, now thrust his cock all the way in, burying it to the root.

Their bodies twitched in unison.

David Kang saw the way Emma Choi’s eyes locked onto his.

“Could she actually… love me?”

He wondered, caught in the warmth of her gaze.

Their pace quickened. The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room.

Soon, the sensation of impending release built inside him.

“I’m… going to come…”

“Fill me up. All of you.”

Her words gave him permission.

David Kang finally erupted, pouring his hot cum deep inside Emma Choi’s pussy.

Uhh…

He didn’t stop thrusting until every last drop had drained from his body.

His cock began to soften, even ached from overuse.

But Emma Choi took the shrunken shaft into her mouth and began sucking again, chewing gently.

David Kang ran his hand slowly over her back.

His cock stirred once more.

David Kang came inside Emma Choi three times that night.

Exhausted, legs trembling, he finally got up and dressed.

Emma Choi lay naked beneath the blanket, already asleep.

David Kang left the apartment and hailed a taxi home.

He’d told Sarah Lee he couldn’t come home, but now, after the sex with Emma Choi, guilt gnawed at him—and he ached to see his wife.

The front door of his apartment was unlocked.

A chill ran down his spine.

Something felt wrong.

From inside the room, he heard his wife’s moans.

Slowly, David Kang opened the door.

A man was on top of Sarah Lee, thrusting hard.

David Kang’s vision blurred with rage.

He slammed his fist into the man’s skull.

“Ugh!!”

The man cried out and collapsed sideways.

But it was Thomas Park.

The man who claimed to be impotent.

“No… how is this possible?”

“When I’m with your wife, I get hard.”

Thomas Park’s words pierced David Kang like a knife.

“Honey… how could you? How could you do this?”

Sarah Lee slowly sat up under the blanket.

Her full breasts swayed in front of David Kang’s eyes. She reached for her bra and asked, “And where were you coming from, exactly?”

David Kang froze.

He realized then—he’d been a pawn in Thomas Park’s scheme from the very beginning.

“You left this beautiful wife behind just to play around with another woman?”

David Kang’s heart burned with fury he couldn’t quell.

Thomas Park quickly dressed and walked to the door.

“Your wife… she’s incredible. So passionate. I’ve seen heaven tonight. Truly.”

With that, Thomas Park opened the door and left.

Only his laughter echoed in David Kang’s chest.

After that night, David Kang developed a deep jealousy complex toward Sarah Lee.

The wrong encounter with Thomas Park had destroyed their happiness.