PBWY - Extra 1

Kim Sang-hyo, the new employee, walked with confidence, swinging his arms wide. The ID badge that he had proudly displayed since getting off the subway dangled below his neck. It had only been a week since Sang-hyo entered the headquarters building, and he was still basking in the sweet taste of his new title: “Big company employee.”

This was always the scene he had dreamed of—wearing a sharp suit, blending into the crowd of office workers, and walking boldly into a large corporate building.

“Good morning!”

Sang-hyo gave a hearty greeting to the security guard before swiping his ID card at the entrance gate, which resembled a subway turnstile.

Beep-

‘This is it!’

The beep sound signaling his entry felt like divine music to him. He stiffened his neck unnecessarily and entered the office with a content smile on his face. Even the noisy chatter of employees starting their day sounded pleasant to him.

And then,

“Sang-hyo, good morning.”

A voice pierced through the air, soft and gentle.

To Sang-hyo, her voice sounded like the song of an angel descending from heaven. A beautiful angel residing in this heavenly corporation—Manager Jeong Yeon-hee.

Sang-hyo bowed deeply and enthusiastically toward Manager Jeong.

“Good morning, Manager! What a wonderful morning!”

Manager Jeong Yeon-hee—beautiful, kind-hearted, and highly competent in her work. Despite being a manager, she commanded such respect that even the directors and senior managers treaded carefully around her, exuding charisma that left everyone in awe.

My great role model!

“Sang-hyo, grab your diary and pen. We’re heading into the weekly meeting now.”

At Senior Choi’s words, Sang-hyo hurriedly grabbed his notebook. His heart raced. A meeting! A weekly meeting! What brilliant conversations would unfold? Overwhelmed with excitement, he tightly gripped the company-branded pen and followed Senior Choi into the conference room.

One wall was fully covered by transparent glass, offering a breathtaking view of the cityscape. As Sang-hyo entered the conference room, he bowed deeply to Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon, who usually stayed in his office and rarely crossed paths with lowly rookies like himself. This was the first time Sang-hyo got a proper look at the team leader since their initial introduction.

“Good morning, sir!”

Sang-hyo’s spirited voice echoed loudly. Jeong-hoon finally looked up from his documents, replying in a flat tone without much expression.

“Are you Kim Sang-hyo, the new employee?”

“Yes, that’s correct!”

He remembers me! The team leader remembers me, just a mere employee! Overcome with emotion, Sang-hyo’s cheeks lifted in a broad smile.

“Alright, nice to meet you. Take a seat.”

With an indifferent expression, Jeong-hoon gestured toward a chair. Sang-hyo nodded vigorously and sat down on the conference room chair with sparkling eyes.

Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon. A big-company team leader. Such an impressive figure.

‘He’s so cool, really.’

Sang-hyo stole glances at Jeong-hoon. His neatly pressed suit, stylishly combed-back hair, the poised hands holding a fountain pen, and even his well-manicured nails. His calm demeanor and confident attitude were everything one would expect from a textbook-perfect team leader in a drama. How did he rise to such a position at what seemed to be a relatively young age? Handsome, charismatic, and capable—he was undoubtedly someone Sang-hyo wanted to emulate.

‘Perfect. I should make both Manager Jeong Yeon-hee and Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon my role models!’

As the team members settled into their seats around Jeong-hoon, he glanced over some documents. When the youngest member brought him coffee, he finally raised his head. Judging by the stern expression as he slammed the file folder onto the table, it was clear his mood was sour.

“Didn’t I mention this before? I told you to wrap up the launch within 16 days. And yet, here we are. Not only are we far from 16 days, but we’re not even close to finishing within 20 days, are we?”

The atmosphere quickly turned icy. Eyes darted nervously around the room, but no one dared to speak. Sang-hyo, too, sat perched at the edge of his seat, his eyes shifting silently. Gone was the earlier gentleness; all that remained was a chilling aura emanating from the team leader.

‘But even this… is kind of cool. He has charisma.’

Sang-hoon absentmindedly scribbled on his notepad. He didn’t know much about the situation and couldn’t contribute, but given the tense atmosphere, he pretended to jot something down.

‘The mood is really scary…….’

At that moment, Yeon-hee broke the icy silence. Calmly stepping in for the tightly-lipped director, she began presenting her counterargument.

“It may sound like an excuse, but there was an issue with the subcontracted factory’s product, and we had to delay things while identifying the cause. It was an unavoidable incident.”

“So didn’t I tell you to produce the first batch of prototypes and try running the factory as much as possible? From what I’m seeing now, it doesn’t look like much effort has been made.”

“If you look here, I’ve written down the results of my contact with the Anseong and Dongtan factories. As you can see, their production capacity is limited… Even under normal circumstances, meeting that timeline would be impossible.”

Sharp exchanges flew back and forth between the two. Sang-hyo absentmindedly doodled circles in his notebook while eavesdropping on their conversation. To be honest, he could barely follow what they were saying. But one thing was clear—Manager Jeong was impressive.

As expected of Manager Jeong Yeon-hee! She was boldly countering points that even the director hesitated to address! But was it really okay for her to talk like that to the team leader? Her tone seemed a bit too harsh. Did job titles not matter during meetings?

Sang-hyo nodded inwardly.

Yes. This must be what a real meeting is like. This is what a real company feels like. It’s truly cool.

Meanwhile, the voices of Yeon-hee and Jeong-hoon gradually grew louder as their discussion intensified.

“No matter how much we rush, finishing before the 22nd is impossible. Please give us some leeway until the 25th.”

“I can’t accept giving up without even trying. That’s not how we work.”

“The end-of-the-month deadline is already tight. You know that moving it up to the 25th is a significant adjustment.”

“If it can’t be done, make it happen. That’s our job.”

“……”

Yeon-hee’s expression hardened. She clenched her lips tightly, as if holding back a burst of frustration. But Jeong-hoon remained completely unfazed. After neatly organizing his fountain pen and files, he stood up.

“That concludes today’s meeting. I find these unproductive discussions a waste of time. Go back to work.”

Without a second glance, he briskly exited the conference room. Sang-hyo watched his broad back disappear and whispered to himself.

Wow, what charisma…….

Everyone bowed deeply toward him as he strode out, murmuring, “Goodbye, Team Leader.” Clack. As the conference room door shut, the team members who had been standing sank back into their chairs with sighs of exhaustion.

“Wow, this is brutal, just brutal.”

“How are we supposed to meet that schedule……?”

Sang-hyo, the new employee, stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do, fidgeting with the diary embossed with the company logo. He didn’t fully understand what was going on, but judging by everyone’s expressions, it seemed like they’d have to work themselves to the bone.

Sang-hyo turned his gaze toward Yeon-hee. She appeared to be checking the schedule, staring at her diary calendar for a long time before closing it with a thud. A muttered phrase escaped through her lips.

“Ugh, seriously, that jerk…….”

That “jerk” was undoubtedly Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon. The cool and handsome team leader being called a jerk by the equally cool manager! It felt like stepping into a movie or drama scene. This was exactly the kind of meeting he had always dreamed of!

Our company is so cool.

Satisfied, Sang-hyo nodded to himself.

After finishing lunch at the company cafeteria, Sang-hyo followed his senior out of the building to the smoking area, holding two cups of Americano. He waited with a cheerful smile for Senior Choi.

“Sang-hyo, don’t you smoke?”

Senior Choi asked while lighting her cigarette. Sang-hyo replied loudly.

“No! I don’t smoke! It messes with my lung capacity!”

“Then why did you come here?”

Senior Choi brushed off the wrinkles in her skirt and asked. Sang-hyo grinned at her, holding up the Americano.

“To bring you coffee! You’re my dedicated senior!”

“Oh…….”

Exhaling a puff of smoke, she gave a faint smile. What a cute new employee had come along. He was tall and polite, which she liked, and his actions were undeniably adorable.

“There’s no need to follow me here like that next time.”

“Yes, understood!”

Sang-hyo responded loudly, then waited for Senior Choi with both their cups of Americano in hand. After only half-smoking her cigarette, Senior Choi stubbed it out and gestured to Sang-hyo. It was time to head back upstairs.

Sang-hyo trailed behind her, watching the side profile of Senior Choi as she took her cup of Americano from him. Feeling bold, he asked:

“By the way, our team leader… isn’t he really young?”

“Ah… Team Leader Min. Yes, he is quite young.”

Senior Choi nodded. Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon was significantly younger than most directors or senior managers. Though no one had explicitly told Sang-hyo about the team leader’s age, it was obvious just by looking at him.

Sipping through her straw, Senior Choi casually added:

“Sang-hyo, when a team leader is that young, can’t you guess why?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Either the team leader is extremely talented, or…”

Sang-hyo’s eyes sparkled as he waited eagerly for her next words. Looking into his bright eyes, Senior Choi continued:

“Or they have an incredibly powerful background.”

“…Aha!”

Sang-hyo’s mouth dropped open in realization. A powerful background! So not only was he handsome and capable, but he also had connections! No wonder he was such an impressive team leader!

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. Our team leader is also incredibly competent. You’ve joined a good team, Sang-hyo. Consider yourself lucky.”

At her teasing remark, Sang-hyo’s grin widened.

“Yes! I think so too! Plus, I thought Team Leader Min seemed to have a pretty decent personality!”

“……”

Senior Choi suddenly stopped walking. Lowering her takeout cup, she stared at Sang-hyo for a moment. Sang-hyo looked back at her, confused.

“You thought Team Leader Min seemed to have a decent personality?”

“Yes. Isn’t that right?”

“Our team leader… at first glance, well… isn’t he…”

Senior Choi rolled her eyes left and right, searching for the right words. Finally, she managed to continue hesitantly:

“Our team leader… doesn’t he seem a bit… cold? Isn’t it written all over his face? Like, ‘I’m prickly,’ or ‘I have a terrible temper,’ that sort of thing.”

“Ah! Of course, that was my first impression too!”

Sang-hyo nodded vigorously. Truthfully, that was exactly how he’d felt when he first saw him. The kind of icy aura that made him seem like someone who wouldn’t bleed even if pricked.

He seemed like the type who kept people at arm’s length, drawing strict boundaries. Even though he smiled politely, there was something about him that felt unapproachable. Maybe it was because he was so handsome, but that impression was particularly strong.

But during the meeting earlier, Sang-hyo realized that Team Leader Min wasn’t completely cold-hearted.

Following Senior Choi as she resumed walking, Sang-hyo mumbled awkwardly:

“Well… during the meeting earlier, Manager Jeong Yeon-hee was arguing back, and Team Leader Min quietly listened to her… He acknowledged her points, didn’t he?”

“……”

“I thought it was kind of gentle of him to calmly listen to his subordinate’s argument despite being upset. I had imagined team leaders would just bark orders without listening.”

Senior Choi stared blankly at Sang-hyo. She seemed to be reflecting on his words, her expression unreadable as she mulled them over. Then, a faint smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. Biting her lip to suppress a laugh, she said:

“Now that you mention it… Sang-hyo, you don’t know, do you?”

“What? What do you mean?”

Blinking in confusion, Sang-hyo asked. Senior Choi burst into laughter, clearly amused.

“No, no, it’s fine if you don’t know yet. It’s interesting, though. Anyway... Our Team Leader Min is not a gentle or easygoing person, okay? So don’t get too cheeky and behave yourself.”

“Yes! Understood! I won’t be cheeky at all!”

He had never intended to act out of line in the first place. How could someone like him, just a lowly employee, dare to act casually around the team leader?

###

A month later, Sang-hyo was gradually settling into the company. At first, he had just sat idly at his desk, killing time, but now he was making copies, organizing files, and even cleaning the phone, trying to make the most of his time.

A lot had happened over the past month—perhaps more than he’d expected. For one, a small potted plant had appeared on his desk, and the promotion they had discussed during his first meeting had already been successfully launched.

After Team Leader Min insisted they push forward with it, the planning team, groaning that “we’re all dead…,” had worked themselves to the bone and somehow pulled it off.

Watching all of this, Sang-hyo’s heart raced with excitement. Our team really can do anything! They’re so cool!

“Sang-hyo, you should head home soon too.”

The angelic voice came from behind the partition. Sang-hyo quickly looked up to see Manager Jeong Yeon-hee tidying her bag. Since he was about to leave as well, Sang-hyo followed her out of the office.

As they waited for the elevator, Yeon-hee asked:

“How’s work going for you?”

“It’s great! Really, really great!”

Sang-hyo replied, clutching his ID badge, which still hung around his neck. Yeon-hee nodded and smiled faintly. Seeing her smile made Sang-hyo’s heart flutter.

How can she be so beautiful and amazing? If only she weren’t married, I might’ve fallen in love with her.

Sang-hyo absentmindedly scratched the back of his neck.

He had only learned about Manager Jeong Yeon-hee’s marital status a week ago. Though she was a manager, she looked young and didn’t seem married at all, so he had assumed she was single—until she suddenly showed up wearing a ring on her finger.

Thinking it was a couple’s ring, he had blurted out in surprise, “Did you get a boyfriend?” To which Manager Jeong responded with a baffled expression:

“Huh? What are you talking about? I’m married.”

It turned out the ring had been sent abroad for repairs and she had just gotten it back.

Sang-hyo still remembered the crushing disappointment he felt at that moment. His heart had sunk. Of course, he had never seriously considered pursuing her because she was so amazing, but he had secretly harbored a bit of admiration for her in his heart.

She was married…! Why hadn’t anyone told me…!

It seemed like such an obvious fact that no one had thought to mention it.

Ding. The elevator arrived at the first floor before he realized it. The two walked toward the exit, swept along by the crowd of employees leaving for the day.

“Sang-hyo, your place is in Sangam, right?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“It’s quite far from here. Isn’t the morning subway ride tough with all the crowds?”

“Yeah, it’s brutal. I feel like I’m dying every day.”

“I know exactly how you feel. Sometimes when the subway is packed, I feel like my feet aren’t even touching the ground!”

They chatted lightly as they stepped out through the revolving doors of the building. A warm breeze blew past them. Walking alongside Manager Jeon in such a pleasant breeze made Sang-hyo’s steps lighter with excitement. But then, a voice called out, shattering his cheerful mood.

“Yeon-hee!”

A pristine white sports car stood at the entrance of the company building. Someone was calling out to Manager Jeon from beside the car, parked boldly in a spot where outsiders were rarely allowed.

Yeon-hee responded with a delighted smile.

“Jun-jae?”

“You finished earlier than I expected?”

“What brings you here?”

“I’m here to pick up my princess!”

Yeon-hee shuddered and shook her head.

“…I’m scared someone might overhear. Stop making jokes like that…”

Yeon-hee rubbed her goosebump-covered arms and then turned to Sang-hyo, who was standing beside her.

“Take care, Sang-hyo. Have a good weekend.”

With a polite farewell, she began walking slowly toward the sports car owner. The last bits of their conversation reached Sang-hyo’s ears faintly.

“Why come all the way to the office? We’re meeting later anyway.”

“Earlier, Hyun-soo called and said he’ll be late because of an outside appointment…”

Their voices faded as they moved farther away, and Sang-hyo could only watch with wide eyes. A man had come to pick up Manager Jeong. A man escorting her to the passenger seat, appearing close and familiar.

“Wow……”

His jaw dropped.

Is that man, whom Manager Jeong called Jun-jae, her husband? They must be a same-age couple.

Sang-hyo’s gaze fixed on Jun-jae as he walked toward the driver’s seat. His eyes lazily followed Jun-jae’s movements. Though not as tall as himself, Jun-jae was handsome and exuded an air of wealth—like he was silently shouting, “Look at me, I’m rich.”

And that car…

Though Sang-hyo wasn’t particularly interested in cars, he recognized this one. It was the limited-edition sports car his friend had messaged him about, gushing over it endlessly.

Manager Jeong’s husband must be really wealthy…

With a loud exhaust roar, the sports car sped off from the building entrance.

At this level, it feels like Manager Jeong works at the company just for fun…

So that’s why Manager Jeong Yeon-hee could act so boldly toward Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon…? Sang-hyo nodded deeply to himself as he walked toward the subway station.

As expected, Manager Jeong is amazing!

###

On Monday, after the weekend, Sang-hyo handed a cup of coffee to Senior Choi as soon as he arrived at work.

“Senior Choi, I saw Manager Jeong’s husband last Friday.”

“Thanks,” Choi said, taking the coffee but pausing with a puzzled expression. The Americano swirled slightly in the cup.

“…You saw him last Friday?”

“Yes! He was super handsome and stylish. He looked really wealthy too.”

“…”

Choi studied Sang-hyo’s expression for a moment before letting out a soft laugh. Her smile seemed to dismiss his words as a joke.

“What? Are you just finding out now? Well, let me tell you again: our manager’s husband is incredibly handsome and wealthy.”

“Exactly.”

With that, the two turned their heads simultaneously. In the distance, Min Jeong-hoon was approaching. His sharply tailored suit looked particularly neat today. Beside him was Yeon-hee, likely having met her at the entrance and coming up together, Sang-hyo thought casually.

As they approached, Sang-hyo quickly stood up to greet them.

“Good morning, Team Leader! Manager!”

“Good morning, Sang-hyo,” Yeon-hee replied as she took her seat, while Jeong-hoon nodded with a charming smile.

“Yes, good morning.”

As usual, he strode confidently with long steps into the team leader’s office. For some reason, Min Jeong-hoon’s demeanor felt softer than usual. Though he often smiled, it usually didn’t feel particularly warm. But today, his smile was so radiant that even Sang-hyo, another man, found himself charmed.

Sang-hyo sat back down and opened the company messenger app to chat with Senior Choi.

[Team Leader looks really happy today, doesn’t he?]

[It makes sense. Sang-hyo, mark the date on your calendar as “Team Leader’s Happy Day” and look forward to it. On those days, he sometimes gives us gift cards for team dinners or hands out presents.]

[Oh, really? When is it?]

[Team Leader’s wedding anniversary: X month XX day, Manager Jeong’s birthday: XX month XX day, Manager Jeong’s work anniversary: X month X day.]

Sang-hyo tilted his head slightly as he stared at the dates that had popped up on the messenger app. After circling today’s date on the calendar and labeling it “Team Leader’s Wedding Anniversary,” he muttered curiously to himself.

But… why is Manager Jeong’s birthday also marked…?

30 minutes before the end of the workday, small boxes appeared on the desks of the planning team members. They had been delivered by Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon’s secretary. Senior Choi opened the department store bag with a pleased expression and whispered:

“See, Sang-hyo? Didn’t I tell you there’d be gifts? Today’s one of the Team Leader’s happy days.”

The box included a receipt, likely so they could exchange it if they didn’t like it. Inside was a large bottle of perfume.

“What did you get, Sang-hyo?”

Senior Choi asked while staring at the slender perfume bottle. Sang-hyo hurriedly unwrapped his gift. A graceful green-tinted perfume bottle emerged. He opened the cap and sniffed—a rich, refreshing scent wafted out.

As they exchanged perfumes and sniffed each other’s bottles, the curtains of the team leader’s office were drawn. From the looks of it, Team Leader Min was about to leave the room. Perhaps he was heading home early.

Stopping by the partition of the planning team’s area, Jeong-hoon announced:

“I have something to take care of, so I’ll be leaving early today.”

“Have a safe trip home, Team Leader!”

Jeong-hoon scanned the team members with a relaxed smile.

“The planning team can leave now too. Manager Jeong, pack up quickly.”

His cheerful tone brightened everyone’s expressions, but Yeon-hee shook her head. Her Excel window was still open on her monitor.

“I still have work left, Team Leader. It’s difficult for me to leave right now.”

Yeon-hee replied stiffly. However, Jeong-hoon, who seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, casually brushed off her response.

“It’s my wedding anniversary, so I’m leaving early. What can we do about it?”

“……”

“Then I’ll head out first. I’ll wait for you in the underground parking lot.”

Without waiting for her reply, Jeong-hoon strode away from the planning team’s area with large, decisive steps. Watching his retreating figure, Sang-hyo happily packed his bag.

‘So cool, Team Leader!’

The way he openly celebrated his wedding anniversary was admirable.

‘He looks so cold and stern, but he really takes care of his wife. That’s impressive. If I ever get married, I want to be like that.’

Thinking this to himself, Sang-hyo stuffed his ID badge into his suit pocket. From the corner of his eye, he heard Manager Jeong Yeon-hee sigh as she turned off her computer.

“I can’t live like this, seriously…”

She muttered complaints about the team leader while shaking her head.

‘Team Leader Min Jeong-hoon and Manager Jeong Yeon-hee must really clash.’

That’s how it seemed to Sang-hyo. Manager Jeong was the only one who openly defied and argued with the team leader. Their meetings were always filled with heated exchanges.

Watching Yeon-hee leave with her bag, Sang-hyo recalled the handsome man he had seen last week—the one who seemed to be Manager Jeong Yeon-hee’s husband, “Jun-jae.”

‘Well… maybe because her husband is wealthy, she can afford to act so confidently?’

He nodded to himself as if fully understanding the situation.

###

Sang-hyo nervously picked up his laptop bag. He could see the back of Manager Jeong Yeon-hee. Her petite frame looked especially confident and stylish today.

The two were soon ushered into the conference room by the client’s secretary.

“Hello, I’m Manager Jeong Yeon-hee from the Strategic Planning Team at Heonjeong Group.”

“Good day! I’m Kim Sang-hyo, an employee of the Strategic Planning Team at Heonjeong Group!”

Sang-hyo bowed deeply, following Yeon-hee’s lead.

This was the office of a business partner located in Mokpo. Due to recent bidding discussions, Yeon-hee, the person in charge, had come down personally, bringing Sang-hyo along with her. Normally, Senior Choi would have accompanied her, but this time, she decided to bring Sang-hyo so he could gain experience.

With a racing heart, Sang-hyo sat down at the table. Although there wasn’t much he could actively contribute, he was determined to absorb everything he saw and heard, knowing it would be useful later.

Yeon-hee wasted no time getting to the point as she opened her file.

“As we discussed over the phone, if you look at this graph, you’ll see that the second-half performance…”

Sang-hyo glanced at Yeon-hee while preparing for the upcoming presentation. Her elegant profile, engaged in serious conversation with the client, caught his eye.

‘When I lead meetings in the future, I want to speak as confidently as she does.’

Sang-hyo smiled faintly as he tapped the lid of his laptop.

The meeting wasn’t particularly long. Today was just a brief introduction; the main discussion was scheduled for tomorrow. As they exited the conference room, Yeon-hee patted Sang-hyo’s stiff shoulders lightly.

“It’s okay, Sang-hyo. Relax your shoulders.”

“I’m so sorry, Manager…”

Sang-hyo was utterly dejected. There had been a hiccup during the presentation.

He had been certain he brought the correct files on the USB drive, but when he opened it, strange files appeared. Crucial charts were missing, and some pages were omitted entirely. In his haste, he realized he had accidentally brought an earlier draft instead of the final version.

With a pale face, Sang-hyo called Senior Choi to resend the files. In the meantime, the meeting had paused, and Yeon-hee had to fill the awkward silence by making small talk with the client.

“I’m really sorry, Manager…”

“It’s fine. It ended well, so why are you still upset?”

“…”

“But next time, double-check your files. It’s okay for today since it’s your first time, but a second time would be problematic. Got it? Straighten your shoulders. It’s fine.”

“Yes, Manager…!”

Yeon-hee’s kind words made Sang-hyo feel like crying. She was being so gentle despite everything.

He had wanted to make a good impression on her, but now he felt he had only given her a bad one. He was sure she must have been flustered, yet here she was, comforting him… As expected, Manager Jeong was different from others.

“When I was a newbie, I made a lot of mistakes too. Everyone goes through it.”

Yeon-hee’s soft voice filled Sang-hyo with renewed gratitude.

The hotel where they would stay wasn’t far from the client’s office. Though it was called a hotel, it wasn’t particularly luxurious. Given the company’s limited accommodation budget, they had chosen a place that fit within their means, which made sense.

“I’m going to eat dinner at the hotel restaurant. What about you, Sang-hyo?”

“Oh, then I’ll join you… Can I eat with you, Manager?”

Could he dare share a meal with Manager Jeong at the hotel! Sang-hyo gazed at Yeon-hee earnestly. Seeing right through him, Yeon-hee gave a small laugh.

“Of course, you can. Let’s order steak and use the company card.”

“Yes! Yes!”

Steak! Sang-hyo’s face lit up with excitement.

After freshening up in his room, Sang-hyo headed to the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel. The night view outside the wide windows wasn’t as bustling as Seoul’s but was beautifully spread out in sparse clusters.

“Please bring me a Kahlúa milk. Thank you!”

He was so proud of himself for staying at a hotel while on a business trip that he couldn’t contain his excitement. As a reward, he ordered a sweet drink. He was in high spirits.

As Sang-hyo sipped his cocktail alone, he spotted Manager Jeong Yeon-hee entering the restaurant. She was on the phone, holding her cellphone as she walked in.

“Yeah, XXX Hotel. I just came down to eat dinner.”

Sang-hyo watched silently as Yeon-hee gave him a quick nod and took her seat. He didn’t dare interrupt her important call. Worried that even the sound of sipping might disturb her, he carefully set his cocktail glass down and adjusted his posture to sit more respectfully.

Yeon-hee’s call continued.

“Where else? The hotel restaurant. I’ll eat quickly and then head to my room to rest. What? No, I’m with Sang-hyo.”

After mentioning Sang-hyo’s name, Yeon-hee briefly pulled the phone away from her ear. From the loud “What?!” that reached Sang-hyo’s ears, it seemed the person on the other end was quite surprised.

Yeon-hee closed her eyes for a moment, waiting patiently for the commotion on the other end to settle before bringing the phone back to her ear. Even after some time had passed, the caller was still talking nonstop.

After listening for a while, Yeon-hee eventually cut them off mid-sentence.

“I’m hungry, so I’ll contact you after I eat. I’m hanging up now.”

Without waiting for a response, she ended the call.

“Seriously, always nagging…”

Muttering to herself, she picked up the menu.

“I’m starving. I’ll have the T-bone steak. What about you, Sang-hyo?”

“I’ll have the same!”

Yeon-hee lowered the menu slightly and looked at Sang-hyo.

“This isn’t a jjajangmyeon place—you don’t have to order the same thing. Get what you want. We’re using the company card anyway, so go ahead and pick something expensive.”

“Oh, then I’ll have the strip steak… maybe the one with more grams…”

Sang-hyo mumbled awkwardly. Whenever they went out to eat at work, he’d gotten into the habit of ordering the same menu as his superior to avoid standing out—apparently, that habit had followed him here.

Yeon-hee ordered two steaks and a glass of wine for herself. Then, with a faint smile, she said, “I’m going to drink a little and sleep well. I’m pretty tired today.”

“Yes! Me too! You must be really tired, Manager!”

Sang-hyo replied in a suddenly formal tone, straightening his back and focusing intently on the flickering candlelight on the table. For some reason, he felt unusually tense. Glancing sideways, he noticed Yeon-hee typing a message on her phone.

‘She looks so young all of a sudden…’

At the office, she always wore sharp suits and styled her hair perfectly, but here, she looked like someone his age. Her makeup-free, fresh face, slightly messy hair tied back casually, and the relaxed oatmeal-colored knit sweater she wore all suited her naturally.

Was it the soft hotel lighting? Or was it because Manager Jeong looked especially beautiful tonight?

‘She’s married! A wonderful manager! Why is my heart racing like this?’

Sang-hyo fidgeted nervously, picking up his water glass only to put it down again, then reaching for his utensils and setting them back. Oblivious to his unease—or perhaps pretending not to notice—Yeon-hee rested her chin in her hand and gazed out the window. Her long lashes cast delicate shadows.

Mesmerized, Sang-hyo found himself staring until he abruptly turned his gaze away.

‘She’s married! Even looking at her like this feels like a crime!’

He gulped down a large mouthful of water.

Once the food arrived, however, the tension melted away, and light, cheerful conversation flowed between them. They laughed as they cut into their steaks.

“Ah, so you played sports in high school—that’s why you’re so tall.”

“Yes, yes. I wasn’t good at studying, but after an accident forced me to quit sports, I studied like crazy to get into college! My stamina and focus were good, so I could sit at my desk all day!”

“I see. How tall are you?”

“185 centimeters!”

“You’re a little shorter than my husband. Come to think of it, you reminded me of him at first glance.”

Sang-hyo nodded along, recalling the fleeting image of Jun-jae he had seen before.

‘I thought I was taller than him… Though he was definitely above average height, I’m still taller than him, right? Did I misjudge?’

Lost in thought about the sports car, Sang-hyo realized he hadn’t paid close attention to the man’s height. He quickly nodded to himself, brushing off his earlier assumption.

The conversation continued. They moved from discussing hobbies to eventually chatting about tomorrow’s meeting when suddenly—

“What’s so funny?”

A tall man abruptly sat down at their table. His voice sounded oddly familiar, though it was a bit lower and rougher than usual.

Startled, Sang-hyo shot up from his seat and instinctively bowed deeply as soon as he recognized who it was.

“Ah! Good evening, Team Leader!”

It was Min Jeong-hoon. Unexpectedly here, and just like that.

Sang-hyo stood awkwardly, flustered and unsure of what to do.

‘Why is Team Leader here all of a sudden? And why at this table? Am I dreaming?’

Unlike Sang-hyo’s panic, Jeong-hoon remained calm and gestured for him to sit back down. Watching Jeong-hoon order wine, Sang-hyo cautiously returned to his seat.

‘Could he be here to monitor our work?’

His movements became even more cautious, especially since he was still haunted by his earlier mistake during the presentation. Manager Jeong Yeon-hee had kindly reassured him, but somehow, he felt that Team Leader Min would harshly reprimand him. After all, the man didn’t seem to have an ounce of kindness in him—he might even hold him accountable for the blunder.

Meanwhile, Yeon-hee, who had been quietly eating her steak, finally asked:

“What brings you here?”

Though her tone was casual, there was an unmistakable hint of delight in her voice.

Jeong-hoon set down his glass and smiled faintly.

“I came because I missed you.”

“Why come all the way down so late? It’s already night.”

“I’m not going back. I took a leave day, so I’m not coming into work tomorrow. Actually, I was on the highway earlier, but you hung up on me without hesitation, so I couldn’t tell you then.”

Sang-hyo pretended not to hear their conversation and lowered his head. As he mechanically cut into his juicy steak, his mind raced with questions.

What on earth is going on?

He came because he missed her? But Manager Jeong Yeon-hee is married! How could he say something like that to a married woman? And wasn’t he the same guy who left work early last time to celebrate his wedding anniversary?!

Each slice of the thick meat seemed to carve deeper into his confusion. Fragmented questions swirled around in his mind, mixing chaotically.

‘Seriously… What is this?’

His thoughts clattered noisily in his head. His knife-wielding motions grew stiff and mechanical, as if he were a marionette controlled by someone else’s strings.

After much effort to piece together the puzzle, he finally grasped something—something chilling and terrifying.

‘Is this… an affair?!’

Could this be one of those office wife or office husband situations he’d only heard about?

A sudden chill ran down Sang-hyo’s spine, and he reflexively looked up. There sat Manager Jeong, calmly eating her steak, while Team Leader Min gazed at her with affectionate eyes.

It was as if they didn’t even notice him sitting at the same table—they were completely lost in their own world. Honestly, they made a stunning couple. A handsome man and a beautiful woman—they looked like a perfect picture simply sitting together. In fact, sitting across from them, Sang-hyo felt like a moviegoer watching a film unfold.

‘But don’t they care whether I hear them or not? Are lowly employees like me really beneath their notice?’

He wondered if affairs had become this brazen these days. No matter how he looked at it, this was clearly something his moral compass couldn’t accept. Yet, how could they act so cool about it? Had the world changed so drastically without him realizing it?

Sang-hyo chewed his meat, his emotions tangled and conflicted.

“……”

Then, he suddenly stopped mid-bite.

No matter how much he thought about it, this didn’t seem right. Even in a world that had grown corrupt, openly committing adultery like this was unacceptable. And to not even bother hiding it in front of him? They were shameless.

The once dazzling figures of Manager Jeong and Team Leader Min now seemed tarnished.

Click. After much deliberation, Sang-hyo put down his knife. With a very serious expression, he turned to the two of them and spoke up.

“Manager! Team Leader!”

Yeon-hee and Jeong-hoon turned their heads, puzzled by the fiery determination in Sang-hyo’s eyes. He stared intently at Yeon-hee, who gazed back calmly, and at Jeong-hoon, who observed him with relaxed amusement. Summoning all his courage, Sang-hyo exclaimed:

“This is wrong, no matter how you look at it!”

“...Huh?”

Yeon-hee tilted her head in confusion, while Jeong-hoon leaned slightly forward. Sang-hyo, his throat dry, gulped down some water before continuing.

“I don’t know why you’re being so blatant about this right in front of me, but I can’t just let this slide! You both have families—how can you openly engage in infidelity like this?! Team Leader, you shouldn’t be pursuing Manager like this! What are you even doing here, showing up like this?!”

It was a righteous declaration fueled by stubborn integrity.

“…”

“…”

Jeong-hoon slowly set down his wine glass. Then, with an oddly amused expression, he studied Sang-hyo, weighing the meaning behind his words.

Soon, one corner of Jeong-hoon’s mouth quirked upward. The implication became clear almost immediately.

“If it’s wrong for me to approach my own wife like this… then how exactly should I approach her?”

“...Huh?”

Sang-hyo blinked once, stunned. Jeong-hoon raised his wine glass, silently chuckling. Though the comment was unexpected, it brought more amusement than irritation.

In the eyes of this earnest young man, who had grown up straight-laced and principled, the two of them probably appeared as the epitome of sin. But knowing Sang-hyo’s upright nature, Jeong-hoon found it easy to laugh it off.

Yeon-hee, too, gave an awkward laugh, finally piecing together what had happened. It seemed Sang-hyo had made quite the misunderstanding. She tapped her ring lightly to reassure him.

“Sang-hyo, did you really not know?”

“...Huh? Know what?”

Confused by her question, Sang-hyo’s response confirmed her suspicion. Kim Sang-hyo truly hadn’t known. It was such an obvious fact that no one had thought to mention it. That’s why he looked so flustered…

Yeon-hee lifted her hand, along with Jeong-hoon’s, revealing two identical rings, differing only in thickness, shimmering under the light.

“We’re not having an affair. We’re married.”

“…Whaaaat?!”

Sang-hyo’s loud exclamation echoed through the restaurant.

###

After Jeong-hoon finished showering and came out, Yeon-hee, who had also freshened up briefly, sat brushing her hair and said:

“Sang-hyo must’ve been really shocked.”

Jeong-hoon, seated at the table reviewing Yeon-hee’s documents, chuckled softly.

‘We’re a married couple.’

As soon as Yeon-hee said those words, Sang-hyo had let out a startled “Wah!” and then fell silent. Though it wasn’t a complicated sentence, he could only gape and blink dumbly for a moment. But soon, realization dawned on him, and his face turned pale as he blurted out loudly:

“I’m so sorry! I thought you were having an affair…! How can I make up for this… Ah, I’m really, really sorry!”

He apologized repeatedly, as if ready to write a hundred-page apology letter on the spot.

Goodness. To accuse a perfectly normal married couple of adultery and misconduct! What if he got fired for this?! Overwhelmed with guilt, Sang-hyo fretted anxiously. To calm him down, Yeon-hee spent ten minutes reassuring him alone.

“It’s okay, Sang-hyo. It’s understandable. Your attempt to stop what you thought was adultery actually came across as admirable. Why are you tearing up? Really, it’s fine.”

Ignoring the tearful Sang-hyo and the flustered Yeon-hee, Jung-hoon alone smiled leisurely.

Yeon-hee put her cosmetics in her bag and stood up. Jung-hoon, who was looking at the documents as if nothing happened, seemed particularly annoying today. He’s always so relaxed on his own. So carefree. I was sweating trying to comfort Sang-hyo earlier.

Whether he noticed Yeon-hee’s gaze or not, Jung-hoon, still staring at the documents, asked.

“But isn’t it too small here?”

“Isn’t it okay for this size?”

Yeon-hee looked around anew. It looked perfectly fine to her, but it was obvious that it wouldn’t be satisfactory for Jung-hoon. Isn’t he someone who always lives luxuriously, eating and experiencing only luxurious things in luxurious places?

They came here because it was within the company’s support budget, but of course, they could have paid out of pocket to stay in a better place. But she deliberately didn’t. She didn’t want to. Within the company, she wanted to be just ‘Manager Jung Yeon-hee’, not ‘the wife of Team Leader Min Jung-hoon, the chairman’s nephew’.

She had been ignoring the flood of special treatment and getting along well, and she didn’t want to get caught up in anything like this.

Jung-hoon put down the documents he was looking at with a thud. Then he grabbed Yeon-hee’s wrist, who was standing in front of him, and gently pulled her. Yeon-hee, who was staggering, ended up sitting on Jung-hoon’s legs.

His hand slowly reached inside Yeon-hee’s clothes. He gently stroked her back, which was trembling from the sudden contact.

“But... it seems like we didn’t look like a married couple. Seeing how Kim Sang-hyo didn’t know at all.”

“Ugh...”

His hand, which had slid up, came forward and naturally opened her gown. Her chest was exposed through the open gown. Yeon-hee was startled and hunched her shoulders, but her left breast was already exposed outside the gown, which was open on one side. The sight of her nipples pointing sharply was quite sexy.

“Since you’re so cold to me in the company, that new employee might misunderstand. As an affair.”

Jung-hoon whispered with a playful voice. He bit her earlobe, exhaled his breath that had begun to heat up, and then gently grabbed her breast. The soft flesh swayed and was caught.

Yeon-hee urgently pushed away Jung-hoon, who was burying his face in her neck. If this continued, it seemed like a big mess would definitely happen, but today was impossible. Didn’t she have a meeting with a client tomorrow?

“Jung-hoon, wait a minute... Today...”

“Should I put a stamp on you here and there to mark you as mine...?”

Jung-hoon’s breath was already quite hot. His palm, which was slowly rubbing her chest, was also unbearably hot.

He slowly rubbed Yeon-hee’s nipple with his palm, then pinched the nipple with his thumb and forefinger.

“Ah!”

“Our Yeon-hee’s nipples are also mine.”

He rubbed his engorged manhood against her underwear, emphasizing his words.

“Our Yeon-hee’s pussy is also mine.”

“Aah... Tomorrow’s meeting...”

“I’m the only one who knows where to poke your pussy to make you like it. Why don’t you know it’s mine, huh?”

He whispered with a playful voice, flicking her nipples. Her nipples, which had swollen and increased in size, bounced elastically every time his touch grazed them. Yeon-hee hunched her lower abdomen and let out a breathless gasp. Jung-hoon teased her nipples, and pleasure like fireworks spread between his touches.

This isn’t right. There’s a meeting tomorrow. And it’s an important meeting.

Jung-hoon lowered his head as if to suck her breast. Yeon-hee was startled and blocked Jung-hoon’s forehead with her palm.

“No...!”

There was something Yeon-hee had promised Jung-hoon before. To refrain from nighttime activities as much as possible during the week. Jung-hoon was usually a beast who pushed forward without hesitation on the bed, and Yeon-hee was always lying beneath him, struggling to receive him.

Moreover, how could his stamina be so good? He poured himself into her several times a night, and the next morning’s work after rolling around with him was basically a waste. She was sleep-deprived and her head was foggy, and sometimes she even had muscle pain, so she couldn’t concentrate on work at all.

And what’s more, only she was like that, and Jung-hoon was perfectly fine, so she was even more annoyed. In fact, even if he moved, Jung-hoon moved, and even if he used strength, Jung-hoon used it. But Jung-hoon, who should have been tired, was always refreshed, and only she went to work with a pale face, struggling.

She couldn’t help but feel so unfairly treated.

Because of this, Yeon-hee had proposed to Jung-hoon that they just ‘sleep while hugging’ on weekdays. Of course, Jung-hoon shook his head. He said it wasn’t enough even if they did it every day, and what was she talking about? He was holding back even now for Yeon-hee’s stamina. But to say they shouldn’t do it at all during the week?

But even he, who had shaken his head saying he didn’t like it, eventually nodded.

Yeon-hee’s plea that it was affecting her work, and the proposal that he could do as much as he wanted on weekends instead, worked. It couldn’t be a happier ending for both of them. It was a happy ending.

Yeon-hee pushed Jung-hoon away and quickly got up from the sofa. His manhood, which was mercilessly piercing her below, was swelling and growing, and if they continued any further, she really wouldn’t be able to get up tomorrow. She had to prevent that situation at all costs.

“I can’t, I have a meeting tomorrow.”

“......”

“We decided to refrain from it during the week, didn’t we? Isn’t that right?”

“...That’s right.”

Jung-hoon barely replied. He licked his lower lip, looking at Yeon-hee, who still had one breast exposed. Only then did Yeon-hee gather her gown, which had slipped down to her forearms, and fastened it tightly. She shouldn’t show even a bit of leeway.

Jung-hoon’s expression immediately became regretful, but Yeon-hee didn’t care. She leaned her upper body towards Jung-hoon, who was sitting on the sofa, and gave him a quick, conciliatory kiss. Then, before he could pull her, she quickly retreated and ran to the bed as if fleeing.

“I’m going to sleep now.”

She said nonchalantly and lay down on the bed. In fact, she herself was also slightly aroused. But she denied that desire. Didn’t she have work to do tomorrow?

Because they had made a promise, Jung-hoon couldn’t say anything. He stood up with a large thing between his legs, and just stared at his wife lying alone on the bed. The throbbing thing, unlike its owner’s intention, seemed unable to easily suppress its excitement.

Yeon-hee pulled the blanket all the way up to her neck as if to show him. And she quietly closed her eyes. She was going to sleep like that.

The bed was quite comfortable, and her weary body melted and relaxed. She felt a gaze being cast upon her face. Jung-hoon must be looking at her. She could feel it with her body even without opening her eyes to confirm. His gaze was traveling down her face and onto her body.

Her nerves were subtly on edge.

The only things occupying the room were Yeon-hee’s even breathing and Jung-hoon’s silence.

Yeon-hee closed her eyes feigning sleep and opened her ears. Was it because it was dark and her senses were sharpened? She thought she could hear something rustling and brushing.

What could Jung-hoon be doing now? Could he still be looking at her? Or could he be reviewing the documents again and engrossed in work?

She wanted to sleep comfortably, but strangely, she kept wondering about Jung-hoon. Should she open her eyes or not? She hesitated because she was afraid that if their eyes met, he might nonchalantly say, “Can’t you sleep?” and approach her.

“Hoo...”

Just then, his low breathing brushed against her ear. It was a deep resonance that seemed like a sigh. There was also a sound of something rubbing and a strange sound of thick gown fabric brushing against each other.

What could it be? What is it? While she was wondering, his suppressed voice followed.

“Ha... Yeon-hee-ya...”

A deep and clear resonance. Her name was embedded in it.

Yeon-hee slowly opened her eyes as if she were under a spell. The moment she heard him whisper her name, a spark-like current flowed through her. Lying on her side with her cheek on the pillow, she quietly stared at the sofa across the bed.

“......”

Yeon-hee’s breath quietly stopped. She saw Jung-hoon staring at her, as if he would pierce through her. A dangerous and clearly flickering gaze as if he would rummage through her deepest parts.

Yeon-hee’s breathing became even faster. Because when she lowered her gaze from his face, she saw something through the gap of his gown, which was open in a sexy way.

He was watching Yeon-hee and moving his hand slowly and lewdly.

Yeon-hee stared at her husband as if frozen. He stared at her blatantly, as if he wanted to thrust his thing into Yeon-hee right away, and rubbed his fully erect cock. The face that induced pleasure on its own was excessively sensual.

Yeon-hee’s pupils trembled slightly and soon became fixed on him as if possessed. His burning eyes flickered as if they would devour her. Even blinking her eyes felt difficult for Yeon-hee. It was so hot just to look at him.

Jung-hoon continued his shameful act without paying any attention to Yeon-hee’s gaze. He sat with his legs spread and slowly stroked the pillar with its blood vessels bulging menacingly, then slowly scanned it to the root. The seminal fluid that had seeped out from the glans dripped down and soaked the pillar.

Jung-hoon stared at Yeon-hee and masturbated very leisurely. Every time he moved his wrist and rubbed his cock up and down, a sexy sound of flesh rubbing was muffled.

“Hoo...”

His occasional scattered, suppressed groans were incredibly suggestive. Yeon-hee watched his hard arm muscles move and suppressed her pounding heart. It was definitely something that had entered and exited her countless times, but could she feel such a strange and eerie feeling just by watching it from a distance?

It felt like she was peeping at a stranger’s masturbation. The person in front of her was definitely her familiar husband, but he was endlessly unfamiliar now.

His touch began to become even rougher. The menacingly protruding blood vessels tightly wrapped around the shaft. Jung-hoon rubbed the glans with his palm, then stroked the shaft again, spreading the seminal fluid that was flowing down.

Yeon-hee curled her legs inside the blanket. Her breath was getting hotter and hotter. A tingling sensation surged from her lower abdomen. Her lower body was undeniably getting wet from his dizzying actions.

She felt absurd at herself for getting excited by her husband’s vulgar behavior. His lewd actions of grabbing his cock and shaking it as if to show it off were unspeakably crude, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him.

The hard and thick thighs and the cock embedded between them like a weapon. The appearance of the person performing the vulgar act was as neat as if it had been finely carved, making her feel even more strange.

Yeon-hee’s lower abdomen twitched and jumped. gulp. Then, finally, her Adam’s apple quietly moved.

At the same time, Jung-hoon’s blatant gestures froze.

“......”

“......”

A large and thick cock stood stiffly between his legs. It swelled in size as if it would ejaculate at any moment, dripping with sticky Cowper’s fluid.

Jung-hoon slowly leaned his back against the sofa. Then he spread his legs further and tapped his glans. The long and thick cock swayed with weight.

Jung-hoon smiled with the throbbing weapon attached to him.

“...What are you doing? Get on.”

It was a languid temptation that she couldn’t possibly refuse.

“Ah! Ugh, ung! Ugh!”

Yeon-hee, who hugged his neck tightly, shook her head frantically.

Yeon-hee was straddling his legs, which were sitting on the sofa, with her waist held in place. She was being thrust up and down by Jung-hoon’s touch, swallowing his thing completely. The fiery hot and hard cock filled her vagina tightly and then exited.

Jung-hoon pulled Yeon-hee’s waist down sharply. thud, he thrust into her vagina, piercing it and inserting his cock all the way to the root. When he lifted Yeon-hee’s waist again, what had filled her inside was pulled out, scraping against her inner walls.

Yeon-hee twisted her waist and moaned at the sensation of the glans stimulating her vaginal walls.

“Augh, ung! Aah... Aah...!”

“Do you feel it? Me penetrating this far.”

Jung-hoon moved his waist and pierced the deepest part. Yeon-hee only let out a breathless moan instead of answering. Her body reacted wildly every time something hot and hard was inserted.

Jung-hoon grabbed Yeon-hee’s waist again and started moving.

Despite having boldly climbed onto his body, Yeon-hee was moving only according to Jung-hoon’s will, not her own. Every time he lifted and lowered her body, his thick cock entered and exited. Her thighs trembled. Her body, soaked in excitement, couldn’t overcome the pleasure and melted limply.

Jung-hoon grabbed Yeon-hee’s buttocks from the opposite side. Her vagina, flushed red, was clearly revealed through the widely opened gap. Jung-hoon violently thrust his cock into the gap. He thrust it in, hitting it so hard that the wet sound of his testicles and buttock flesh colliding scattered lewdly, then pulled it out halfway and inserted it deeply again.

“Does it feel good here?”

“Augh... Hng... Hng...”

Yeon-hee was in no state to answer. Her eyes were tightly closed, but everything in front of her was white. She was losing her mind from the convulsing pleasure. Every time he pushed up against her tightly clinging vaginal walls, a sensitive pleasure point was pressed.

The gushing vaginal fluid and Cowper’s fluid mixed lewdly. Every time their cockes and vaginas rubbed against each other, they created a white foam and flowed down. The lewdly wet sounds scattered relentlessly.

“Ah...! Ah, ung! Ugh...!”

Yeon-hee threw her head back and let out a moan.

Jung-hoon, who grabbed and fixed her waist, began to shake his waist and thrust upwards violently. With his powerful hip movements, Yeon-hee shook mindlessly like a broken doll. Every time their bodies collided quickly, his heavy cock was thrust in and pounded like a hammer.

Yeon-hee swayed as he thrust into her.

“Augh... Hng... Hng...”

She couldn’t put any strength into her body due to the extreme pleasure. She clung to his neck, shaking violently, then slid down as if collapsing. Jung-hoon forcibly lifted her up. Yeon-hee rested her chin on Jung-hoon’s firm shoulder and barely endured the pleasure.

She was almost in tears. How did he know her body so well? Her body was boiling from the stimulation that chose only the places she felt.

His glans thrust into the deepest part.

“Aung!”

Her vaginal walls convulsed and trembled. The vaginal fluid, which had been flowing down due to excitement, soaked Jung-hoon’s pubic hair, and also lewdly soaked Yeon-hee’s slender pubic hair. The wet sound of flesh sticking together rang out indecently.

“Ah! Too, ugh, deep...! Ugh! Ah...!”

“Too deep, you don’t like it? Your pussy is gushing out, saying it’s good.”

“Uung, ugh. Aung...”

He shook his waist violently, uttering lewd sentences.

“You like me thrusting all the way in here, don’t you?”

He thrust it in as if it would pierce through her belly, then rubbed the deepest part and slowly pulled it out. Yeon-hee was dizzy from the sensation of being scraped inside.

He spread Yeon-hee’s thighs even wider and pressed them together. Her vagina, which had been spread to its limit, was revealed even more widely. Her red inner flesh was wriggling, tightly biting his cock.

“Ah! Ugh! Ugh...! Ah!”

The thrusting that messed up her insides became even faster. A low groan flowed from Jung-hoon. Her tightly clenched inner walls were sucking his cock as if they were alive. Every time he stirred and dug into her hot inside, a dizzying pleasure erupted.

The sound of wet flesh rubbing together became faster and more intense.

“Ah, Jung-hoon... Ha, hng...!”

Yeon-hee’s voice tone became even higher. The pleasure that had reached its limit seemed about to engulf her.

Jung-hoon pressed his cock into her and thrust it into the deepest part.

“Ah...!”

Yeon-hee’s inner walls writhed and began to convulse. Her vaginal walls, which had reached their climax, trembled relentlessly and tightened around his cock painfully. His deeply buried cock increased in volume and swelled, then soon began to ejaculate uncontrollably.

Yeon-hee endured the wildly rushing climax with her whole body. She tightly hugged Jung-hoon’s neck and trembled her thighs, barely accepting the pleasure that made her whole body float.

Penetrating the vibrating climax of her inner walls, Jung-hoon poured out all the semen he contained. The hot seed filled her inside.

Separating Yeon-hee’s ecstasy and still ejaculating inside her, Jung-hoon slowly whispered.

“Yeon-hee-ya... Shall we have a baby?”

Yeon-hee, who had been immersed in the long-lasting pleasure, slowly opened her eyes. Still feeling dazed from the pleasure, she dreamily faced Jung-hoon.

Jung-hoon hugged Yeon-hee, who was exhausted from the climax, and pushed his cock even deeper. He pushed the semen, which had been piled up inside her and was flowing down, back inside and continued to whisper.

“I want you to have my baby.”

“......”

“You’re like a dream to me. Still like a dream.”

I feel like I’ll know you’re real if we have a child. Jung-hoon murmured to himself as if talking to himself.

Yeon-hee was exhausted from the pleasure that had swept her whole body away. She lifted her eyes, which were soaked in the afterglow, and quietly looked at Jung-hoon’s pupils. His words that she was like a dream to him touched her painfully. It was because she easily recognized the trace of unease that was lingering in his facing eyes.

Occasionally, he would say. Marriage with Yeon-hee is an unbelievable happiness to me. It always feels like a dream, like walking in the clouds, he used to say.

On the bed, he was a passionate beast, but at times like this, he was like a wounded child. He seemed endlessly big and endlessly strong, but in reality, he was just a person who was wandering around without a place to set foot. She wanted to embrace that person with her whole body, become his comfortable and peaceful land.

Yeon-hee smiled faintly with a languidly relaxed face.

“Yeah. I’ll have a baby.”

“......”

“If that’s what you want, then let’s do it that way.” 

“......” 

In that moment, the strength in Jung-hoon’s arm holding Yeon-hee tightened. 

Jung-hoon gazed at Yeon-hee blankly for a moment before slowly breaking into a smile, his eyes crinkling as if his heart was overwhelmed and he couldn’t contain it.