Roy opened his eyes and realized he was lying in the living room with his wife. On the other side of the table, Hanato and his wife, Park Jieun, were also asleep.
He remembered that after some smoking and a few more glasses of wine, they had all dozed off while chatting.
He got up and went to the bathroom. After relieving himself and washing his hands, he was about to step out when he heard the door open. Turning around, he saw Park Jieun entering.
Their eyes met for a brief, silent moment.
Roy quickly said, "Oh, sorry! I was just about to leave."
But Park Jieun didn't move. She closed the door behind her and stood there quietly.
Roy looked at her, confused. He was just about to say something when she spoke first.
"Roy," she said, her voice a little shaky, "would you… have an affair with me?"
Roy froze in shock. Her words came slowly, as if she had to gather her breath between each one.
He blinked. At first, he thought she must be joking. After everything he had heard tonight—like Hanato's confession about sleeping with her stepmother—it felt like another twisted joke.
Roy asked, "What did you say?"
Park Jieun repeated the same words, her gaze steady this time.
"Would you… have an affair with me?"
Roy stood motionless, his heart pounding. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Everything in his life had turned chaotic ever since Sofia had gotten drunk and slept with Renard. In "compensation," he had ended up sleeping with Samantha, and later even had a threesome with Sofia and Samantha. Then Hanato confessed to sleeping with his own stepmother.
And now—Park Jieun, his friend's wife, was standing in front of him, asking him to have an affair.
He didn't know what to say. He calm himself down and spoke whatever came to his mind. "We're both married… what if your husband found about it."
Park jieun replied, "My husband is a jerk. I don't care about him anymore."
Roy repeated slowly, "You… don't care about him?"
She nodded. "It's been a year since he started having an affair—with my stepmother, he think. I'm just suspicious. But I've seen them together. Just six days ago, I saw him in a hotel with her. And before that… I saw them having sex in our own bedroom."
Park Jieun looked down, her fingers clenching her skirt . Her voice cracked.
Roy was stunned. He'd thought her husband was sure that she was just suspicious but here she had seen everything—lived through betrayal and silence.
She kept going, voice low. "We even fought about it. He only cares about his own needs. He doesn't care what I want. When I asked him why he comes home late every night, he just says it's work. But I know better. We barely talk anymore. And sex? It's been over a year."
She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. Her lips, stained red from her lipstick, trembled a little. "Lately… I've been pleasuring myself. I had to. I bought a dildo. One yesterday, and I used it again today."
Roy blinked, startled. Part of him felt guilty… but another part was strangely aroused. Why was he reacting this way?
Pak Joon smiled faintly and said, "I got really excited when I heard you and your wife were coming to visit today. So I used the toy again."
She looked into Roy's eyes with her misty eyes.
"I know this is sudden. I'm sorry. But… I can't help it. I'm not asking for love. Just this moment."
Roy hesitated, shaking his head. "I… I can't. My wife is asleep outside. I can't do this. I'm already in too much trouble with everything going on."
But then Park Jieun narrowed her eyes and said something that froze him.
"I know you and Sofia had a threesome… with Samantha."
Roy's heart stopped.
How did she know?
He swallowed. "Wait… did Sofia tell you? When she was drunk?"
Park Jieun leaned closer. "If you don't do this with me… I'll spread the word. People will know about you and Sofia and Samantha."
Roy's face flushed. "You can't. Sofia is your friend. You wouldn't do that to her?"
Pak Joon shrugged. "She's my friend . But if I'm drunk and lonely one night… It might slip out from my mouth to someone ears. You understand, right? So either you do this with me… or face what happens next."
Roy's mind was spinning. He didn't want this, but the pressure kept building.
Pak Joon looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't be angry. I know what I'm doing right now. But if we get caught… just blame it on me. Say I blackmailed you. Say I pressured you. I'll take all the blame."
Then she whispered, her fingers slipping between her thighs,"I used the dildo today… thinking of you. I—I'm so ashamed of myself. I'm sorry."
Her eyes fluttered shut as she rubbed herself, the faint sound of her wetness making Roy's cock throb against his pants. Heat flooded his veins as he stared at her—this beautiful, desperate woman, cheeks flushed with guilt and need.
"Did you get hard because of me?" she breathed.
Roy swallowed. "Yes." The admission sent a jolt of guilt through him—and excitement.
"Can I see it?"
He nodded before he could stop himself.
Jieun sank to her knees, fingers trembling as she undid his button and tugged his pants down. His cock sprang free, thick and rigid, the tip glistening. Her lips parted in shock.
It was bigger than Hanato's. Longer. Thicker. The musky scent of him made her clench her thighs together.
"This smell…" She wrapped a hand around his shaft, her fingers failing to meet.
"It makes me so wet." Leaning in, she nuzzled the base, her chin brushing his balls as the tip grazed her forehead.
Roy looked down at her and asked.
"Are you going to lick it?"
Her brown eyes locked onto his. Slowly, deliberately, her small pink tongue slid out from her mouth.