Chapter 8 – Wife’s Trainer (2)
The back of his wife, who was holding onto the trainer’s big forearm and leaving, was slightly staggering. She could tell exactly whether she was drunk or not just by looking at her back.
Her firm ass twitched inside her white leggings. The trainer meets her wife’s eyes and cups her hand around her slim waist.
“Huh…”
My breath stops for a moment and I feel strange emotions welling up in my body. I was just watching as another man wrapped my wife around her waist and left. It is an indescribable feeling.
“Older brother. Older brother. Why are you like that?”
At that moment, Soo-hyeok, who was sitting across from me, started talking to me. I was already confused by a strange feeling, but when the guy who looked like a parasitic brother spoke to me, I wasn’t very happy.
“Ah… No.”
“You will be well on your way. My brother also cares for Seungyeon a lot. You pretended to be cool earlier.”
What is Seungyeon? You should call her sister-in-law. And isn’t it natural for her husband to think of his wife?
I wanted to scold Soo-hyeok for no reason, but I decided to put up with it. It didn’t do me any good to raise an argument with such a young guy.
“Come on, let’s have a drink.”
Soo-hyeok smiled single-single and generously suggested a beer.
Oh I don’t know you will do well
The trainer’s big hand draped over her twitchy hips bothered her, but she couldn’t help it for now. I had no choice but to pour salt into the beer mug Suhyuk held out and drink it.
“I am the original choice. Election. Do you like football?”
Soo-hyeok was already drinking to some extent and was talking about his life. He repeated several times that he was a former soccer player and that he had almost reached the brink of becoming a pro and was contemplating his career by drinking water.
He was dying to be forced to listen to a story he didn’t care about.
Shut up please! Ugh It’s just a quiet drink or something. Anyway, drinking with young guys is tiring.
But why isn’t the wife here?
It’s already been over 20 minutes since she and her trainer went to the bathroom. It was time for her to return to this place after she had done her own errands.
Could it be that her wife is regurgitating what she ate? She seems to be getting drunk faster than I thought…
I remembered that her white skin was red and flushed. Her wife isn’t a bad drinker at all, but she wasn’t exactly a weekly drinker either. When she drank with me, she always emptied her glass of soju and finished it off.
But today…
It is unfamiliar to see her sipping the alcohol recommended by her trainer and Soo-hyeok. Maybe because I was intoxicated with the atmosphere with young men? Her appearance, which had a completely different feeling from when I was drinking, was quite unfamiliar.
“But why don’t you come like this?”
I was starting to worry about her now. In her mind, an image of her holding onto the toilet bowl and throwing up appeared in her mind. And the image of the trainer patting her on the back…
For some reason, I felt a tingling sensation. It was unpleasant that her trainer was watching her drunken look at her relaxed and intimate. She couldn’t be here for her to be like this.
“Now.. I’ll go to the bathroom for a minute.”
“Yes? We were in the middle of a conversation… All of a sudden?”
He held on to me as if he was sorry that I couldn’t listen to his story.
“Wait for a sec. I’m worried about her wife.”
“Ah~ You pretended to be so cool earlier. Are you a little worried now?”
Soo-hyeok’s words didn’t seem to have any ill intentions, but they seemed to touch my heart. I don’t like having PT with Seungyeon alone, but even the way she speaks is annoying me.
“Wait a minute. A little.”
I shot him curtly and slowly got up from my seat. I had been drinking quite a bit, so I could feel my steps slightly staggering as I got up from my seat.
The bar was quiet for a moment. The crowded people now went out for the second round, and only a few tables were quietly keeping their seats. We were probably the loudest in this bar.
A strange feeling of uneasiness came over me all the way to the bathroom to find her wife. All sorts of thoughts raced through her head as to whether she might be suffering from drunkenness or passing out on her toilet bowl.
Suddenly, a strange thought popped up in my head that I couldn’t put into words. I think of her walking out leaning on her trainer’s bulky forearm and the trainer’s staring stare at her plump breasts.
She leans on her trainer’s body, not paying attention to her strange stare at herself…
As taboo thoughts continued to bite, I felt something tingling rise from the bottom of my belly button.
“For the bathroom, go outside and go to the right. It’s in the corner.”
The pub toilet was located in a pretty corner. The only people using the bathroom at this time were bar patrons, so no one was visible in the hallway.
After passing through the corridor and turning the corner, I intuitively knew that the bathroom was located at the end.
“What… Why is it so dark…”
The path to the bathroom was quite dark. The lights didn’t work because they were broken, and I could only vaguely see the floor of the hallway. And at that end, a faint light was leaking out.
For a moment, I thought about turning on the flashlight on my cell phone, and decided to move forward slowly. She was bothered by her drinking, and it was also because she didn’t want to make a fuss on this short road.
Still, she began to make her way to the bathroom very slowly, in case she was drunk and tripped. The dim light at the end of the hallway was, of course, the sound coming from the bathroom.
Separate men’s and women’s toilets. The men’s restroom is on the left. To the right was the women’s bathroom. But something was strange.
The door to the men’s bathroom was wide open and even the light was off. However, the women’s bathroom on the right was almost closed, and only the door was slightly open, with a faint light leaking through.
What? Have the two of you already solved your business? Did you go to the convenience store to buy something to drink?
When I couldn’t find a trace of my wife in the place I expected, I felt fortunate on the one hand. All she wanted was for her to pick herself up and get back to her seat.
I turned around and tried to go back the way I came. I wanted to see with my own eyes that she was okay.
“Huh…”
It was then. A strange groaning sound came from nowhere.
“Haeup”
It was clear. It was a human groan. It was a sound that could be mistaken for a cat’s cry if you didn’t listen closely, but I could definitely tell. It was a human groan, and a woman’s groan at that.
The footsteps that were about to turn around in an instant froze. A strange feeling of uneasiness began to rise again in my heart, which had been relieved just before.
“Huh…!”
This time it was a man’s groan. I hear the sound of a man struggling to move something.
I listened more closely to find out where the sound was coming from, like instinct.
“Haaang.”
Once again the woman’s moan echoes. Instantly, she felt a chill run down her spine. It sounded like the sound coming from inside the women’s bathroom with the door closed. The groanings of men and women echoed through the iron gate, very softly.
“Whoa…”
In a moment of tension, hot breath spews out of my mouth. Was it drunk? Or was there some kind of insecurity? Normally, I would have missed it…
I was already approaching the door to the women’s bathroom. The door wasn’t completely closed, so light leaked in through the gap that was slightly open.
“Haha…”
It is certainly. There is someone behind this bathroom iron door. No. There are some ‘people’. What is the story of the people who are moaning in the public bathroom at this late hour?
Suddenly, a sense of uneasiness surged through my mind, as well as an exhilarating stimulus as if opening Pandora’s box.
Grab the bathroom doorknob and slowly poke your face into it.
Please nothing happened…
Please don’t do anything…
Please don’t be the girl I think she is…
“Omg…”
The moment I pushed my head through the crack in the bathroom door and saw it in front of me, I had to hold back my screams.
In the bathroom, I could see the back of a woman sitting on top of her sink and a man sharing a kiss with her. The woman’s eyes were closed and her hands were stroking the man’s back. The man was holding the woman’s hair with one hand and stroking her thigh with the other.
Wife. That woman was my wife, Seungyeon.
She was her trainer who was sharing her hot kiss with her. Her trainer wrapped her big forearm around her and pushed her own tongue into her red lips.
“Huh…”
“Huh…”
The trainer and the sound of her breathing filled the quiet bathroom. Her wife had her legs wrapped around the trainer’s ass, her ass draped over the sink.
“Ha…”
A hot breath spewed between her red lips
I couldn’t let go of the doorknob I was holding. I wanted to go in right away and stick a knife in the trainer’s back, but for some reason, my foot wouldn’t come off.
Did she intuit that she truly felt her pleasure? Her delicate fingers caressed the man’s back and raised her fingernails.
“Huh…”
The kiss grew more intense, and the trainer’s hand began to gently touch her wife’s smooth skin. Then, slowly, she slipped her hand between the white bra top she was wearing.
A sports bra… For a moment, she remembered that she was only wearing a sports bra today.
She didn’t have the slightest thing to stop Trainer’s lewd hands. Inside her clothes, only soft skin and tight breasts would be filled.
Please… Please stop here… Stop now…
The trainer’s hand began to slowly move up from under her wife’s bra top. I feel my hand holding her handle tremble.
Just as his fingertips were about to enter the bra top, his wife’s hand grabbed his wrist.
