My Beautiful Wife – NTR

Jihoon worked on his homework while glancing back at the clock on the wall.

By the time it hit 8:30 PM, he’d reached his usual bedtime.

He took a deep breath, a faint smile and excitement playing on his face.

Perhaps he knew that tonight, as the male lead, I wouldn’t be returning.

Moreover, it seemed that during my recent argument with Yumi, Jihoon hadn’t said a single word in my defense.

Maybe deep down, he didn’t want Yumi and me to reconcile.

My suspicion stemmed entirely from the fleeting glimpse of jealousy I’d caught in his eyes over the past few days.

Jihoon quickly gathered his homework notebooks, then tiptoed out of his bedroom toward Yumi’s room.

Having stumbled back to her room in a daze, Yumi hadn’t bothered to lock the door. From start to finish, she showed no guardedness toward Jihoon.

Upon reaching Yumi’s room, Jihoon found the door slightly ajar. His eyes lit up with delight.

He gently tapped the door with one finger, and it slid open silently.

Yumi lay peacefully on our bed, dressed in conservative pajamas, sleeping soundly.

Standing at the doorway, Jihoon listened intently, checking Yumi’s breath. Once satisfied, his courage grew.

He stepped into the room, positioning himself beside her bed, towering over her.

The dim yet clear moonlight outside illuminated the room perfectly, rendering the need for a lamp unnecessary.

Yumi lay on her back, drunk yet still maintaining a conservative and graceful sleeping posture.

Jihoon leaned down and kissed her lips, a touch so light it barely registered.

Afterward, he licked his own lips, tasting the mingled flavors of red wine and Yumi’s unique scent.

After those nights, Jihoon knew Yumi was a heavy sleeper, hard to wake.

Without much hesitation, he reached out and cupped her full, vibrant breasts through her nightgown, gently kneading them.

Though still a minor, Jihoon was already tall and well-built. His large hands were not much smaller than mine, yet they couldn’t fully encompass Yumi’s ample breasts.

After a moment, he seemed unsatisfied. He paused his caressing, then slowly undid the buttons of her nightgown.

He appeared unconcerned, but playing it safe, he only unbuttoned the top three buttons, leaving the rest fastened to allow himself ample time to react.

As Jihoon undid each button of Yumi’s nightgown, her cleavage gradually revealed itself. By the time he finished undoing the top three buttons, her bra was fully exposed.

After undoing the buttons, Jihoon used both hands to lift the cups of her bra, exposing her nipples and areolas. Seeing them again after several nights filled him with intense excitement.

He gently placed his hands over her fully exposed breasts, then withdrew them to hold them before his nose, inhaling her musky scent with rapturous delight.

His expression radiated pure bliss and intoxication. His eyes fluttered open and closed repeatedly.

Against the backdrop of his rapt expression, a bulging tent had already formed in the crotch of his pajama bottoms.

He lowered his head, taking one of Yumi’s nipples and its surrounding areola into his mouth. His cheeks puffed in and out as he sucked, as if drawing milk from her breast.

While sucking one, he kneaded and caressed the other with his hand.

Jihoon lingered on Yumi’s breasts for a long time.

Having savored them sufficiently, his gaze shifted back to the part he’d most regretted missing last time…Yumi’s lower body.

Previously, he’d only touched her pussy without seeing it.

This time, with such a golden opportunity, he likely wouldn’t let it slip away again.

Standing beside the bed, Jihoon used his height advantage. He only needed to shift his feet to align with different parts of Yumi’s body.

He moved slightly, positioning his hands to reach her lower half. Once steady, he reached toward her crotch.

First, he touched her pussy through her pajama bottoms.

Sensing no reaction from Yumi, he began stroking her pussy repeatedly through the fabric, his touch light, as if tracing the contours of her vulva.

Though asleep, Yumi’s breathing grew faintly rapid under his kisses and caresses on her breasts and vagina, her complexion flushing deeper.

After touching her for a while and feeling certain Yumi wouldn’t wake up, he withdrew his hand.

Then he hooked both hands onto the sides of her pajama bottoms and slowly pulled them down.

Sitting at the computer, I paid no attention to anything else. My eyes were fixed only on the screen before me.

My heart pounded as I watched the contents, desperate to see what had happened before I got home.

As Jihoon’s hands moved downward, the waistband of Yumi’s pajama bottoms slowly slipped lower, revealing her hipbones, then gradually exposing the pubic hair at her crotch.

Jihoon pulled them down very gently and slowly.

His breathing grew increasingly rapid, his face flushed with excitement, and a greenish gleam began to appear in his eyes.

Though he was extremely aroused and tense, he remained remarkably steady…he knew haste makes waste. His heart was filled with anticipation.

But just then, Yumi suddenly clamped her legs together again, her head beginning to sway from side to side as if she were about to wake.

This slight movement startled Jihoon considerably.

He quickly withdrew his hands and crouched down, curling his body so his silhouette vanished from the bedside, escaping Yumi’s line of sight.

But Yumi didn’t wake up.

She merely pouted a few times, mumbled something in her sleep, then rolled over onto her side.

Jihoon crouched on the floor, his entire body trembling slightly. He dared not move, and I could sense the fear gripping his heart.

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