Just after dawn, Ji Yong quietly crept back into his apartment, careful to not wake his wife and children. He silently undressed and slipped into bed beside his sleeping wife. His heart was beating so loudly he was sure it could be heard in the silent apartment. His wife shifted slightly as the bed took his weight, but she didn't wake.
Ji Yong lay staring at the ceiling. He should be exhausted, he hadn't slept in almost a day, but his body was filled with nervous energy. For the first time since his wedding 20 years ago, he had been unfaithful to his wife.
He replayed the night over in his mind again and again, even now convinced it hadn't just been a fantasy. Meeting Kate, a 25 year old blond british woman seemed too good to be true, but it was real. She had left her marks on him, her fingernails scratching his back as he had brought her to orgasm in their hotel room just hours ago. They had separated after a long night and a quick shower. He wondered if she would keep their date to meet up near his office at lunch.
His energy finally drained, he fell asleep for an hour before his wife's alarm clock woke him up.
"You're here." She asked. "What time did you get home?"
Ji Yong tried to act normally "A few hours ago. You and the girls were already in bed."
"Your boss has been giving you too much work lately. We hardly see you."
"There have been cutbacks. We all have to cover more work or we could lose our jobs too." He got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. An hour of sleep was not enough, but at least it was something. He stretched in front of the mirror. Rarely used muscles were protesting his abuse of them last night. His night with Kate showed without a doubt that he was out of practice with sex.
Standing naked in front of the mirror, he tried to see himself through Kate's eyes. He was 42, but still youthful looking, no wrinkles or lines on his face. Though his belly had gotten a little bigger as he had aged, it wasn't large, just lacking definition you see on K-pop idols everywhere. He had always been in shape, he enjoyed running regularly, but with little motivation from his wife, he had become indifferent to his physique. He had a feeling that would change if Kate stayed around.
He lathered up soap and washed from head to toe, erasing any trace of scent Kate may have left on his body, but also making sure he was ready for their noon meeting. He paid extra attention to his groin, washing his pubic hair thoroughly. His penis was still sensitive from all of the attention it had received last night. His balls felt a little deflated, which wasn't surprising considering how many times Kate had milked them of his cum. He felt a tingle as he remembered that he would be meeting her in just a few hours...if she showed up.
Putting aside his hopes for later, he hurried through his morning routine. Rushing to send their two daughters off to school, his wife Mi Ra paid no attention to him. As usual, he only existed in the periphery of her world, one of the lower items on her list of priorities. He didn't even need to worry that she might catch him hiding his guilty conscience.
With a kiss on the cheek, his wife sent him off to work none the wiser that her husband had been unfaithful to her.
The monotony of his desk job ate up the hours quickly. He kept checking his watch and his heart jumped each time he noticed the hands closer and closer to noon. He had conflicting emotions. Coupled with the excitement that he might soon be having another romp with Kate, he was fighting a guilty conscience that it would no longer be a one night mistake.
The increasing chatter of his coworkers readying for lunch increased his anxiety levels. He managed to evade their invitations to eat together by vaguely mentioning 'plans he had forgotten.' Kate should be waiting for him outside his office building...if she decided to keep their appointment.
As he rode down the elevator, surrounded by his coworkers, he couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement. Would she show up? Was she regretting sleeping with a married man now that she'd had time to think about it?
The doors to the elevator swished open and he tried to see around his exiting coworkers, looking for Kate's blond hair amongst the sea of black. As he felt the doors of the elevator swish closed behind him, he saw Kate's tall form near the entrance, casually framed in the sunlit windows. Her hair glowing like a halo around her, many of his coworkers stopped to stare in shock.
A playful smile tugged at Kate's lips as she caught sight of him. She tilted her head to the side in a silent question of 'Do you want to get out of here?' The locked eyes with her and nodded. She pushed away from the window, his eyes as well as at least 20 of his male coworkers followed her curvy figure slip out of the doors and onto the sunny street.
Ji Yong quickly pushed through his frozen co-workers and followed after Kate. He didn't want to lose her, but he couldn't stay too close behind her either. After a couple of blocks, he felt it was safe enough for them to walk together.
"I wasn't sure you would come." He said quietly.
"There was never a question in my mind. I was worried your conscience would eat away at you."
He took a deep breath. "I do feel guilty. I've never been unfaithful. I love my wife, but I can't keep being her roommate. I've suppressed my desires for too long."
They had reached one of the many brightly lit hotels near the subway station. He timidly motioned for her to go up the stairs ahead of him, but she grabbed his hand and pulled him with her. A room key passed by an anonymous person through the slot and they were on their way upstairs for the second time in 12 hours.
This time, Ji Yong didn't need Kate's persuasive seduction methods to convince him onto the bed, he was more than a willing victim. Today she was wearing a fluttery mini skirt and a tight top that accentuated her breasts yet hid them from view. His traced her leg feeling from her knee to her thigh, caressing her smooth skin. His fingers disappeared under the hem of her skirt and his hand cupped her generous backside.
For a moment he thought she wasn't wearing underwear again today, something quite risky given her thin skirt and the gusty winds, but then his finger encountered a thin strip of fabric. She was wearing a thong. He had never seen a woman in a thong, his wife refused to wear anything so impractical. He groaned into her mouth and kissed her deeper, his tongue massaging hers.
With a powerful nudge, he flipped her onto her back and straddled her legs. He could see her nipples clearly beneath her tight top, she definitely wasn't wearing a bra today. Over her clothes he kissed his way down. He pulled at her nipples with his teeth, creating wet spots on her shirt that cooled and caused her nipples to harden even more. Pulling her top from her skirt, he exposed a sliver of her toned stomach to his kisses.
He pulled up her skirt, bunching it around her hips and exposed the delicate black lace thong she was wearing. It cupped her hairless mound, her pale skin peeking through its pattern. As his mouth moved down over the lace, he could feel her heat through the fabric. He pulled the strip between her legs aside and she was exposed to him. His mouth quickly found her clit and a few lick with his tongue soon made it swell and harden. He sucked it into his mouth and delicately rubbed it between his teeth. Kate began to moan and her hips moved up to meet his mouth.
