Chapter 128 – The Brave Wife’s Pussy Is Wet (2)
The wife was brave. In fact, this wasn’t the only time she felt brave.
She was always… A braver woman than me.
Even when she first met her, when she first started dating her, it was no different than what she confessed first. I just carefully stretched out her feet on her plate, and her always Seung-yeon went one step deeper than me.
And now.
Even with that demonic man in front of her, her wife did not divert her eyes. Rather, her eyes seemed to burn more fiercely, as if they could see through his heart.
“What should I do?”
She was speaking in the calmest tone possible, but her hand holding mine was shaking.
“Honey…”
I called out to Seungyeon, but instead she grabbed my hand tightly as if it was okay.
“As expected… Seungyeon understood my story right away.”
Lee Hwa-soo responded to her gaze as if he was satisfied.
“That cop. No, not the cops… You’re probably out of your mind right now. They are only frantic about finding our club.”
Lee Hwa-soo poured her last cup of her drink and poured it into her mouth. His brow furrowed deeply, as if he had made up his mind to do something.
“But… It’s so wicked to be human. Especially when you’re crazy about something. Other than that, it’s a good existence to dig into.”
“It’s a little… Please explain in an easy-to-understand way.”
Frustrated by Lee Hwa-soo’s words going round and round, I stepped out.
“Haha… To put it simply…”
Lee Hwa-soo paused again.
“That bastard… I’ll let you play in the palm of your hand, Mr. Seungyeon.”
“…”
My wife and I understood the rough meaning of Lee Hwa-soo’s strategy without further explanation.
“You both understand.”
The corners of Lee Hwa-soo’s mouth went up.
“…”
Her wife gulped down the glass that had been poured in front of her. Drops of her drink trickled down her red lips and trickled between her pockmarked breasts.
***
Lee Hwa-soo’s house. The luxurious scent I was used to by now filled the huge penthouse.
“Baby… Are you okay?”
“…”
She was the one who didn’t answer my question. Her beloved wife looked at me with her slightly flushed face. She only smiled slightly and didn’t answer my question if she was okay.
“If it’s hard… You can stop.”
Rather, it was me who was sullen. A husband waiting for his wife to leave. Her unheard of circumstances made her feel like my heart was beating faster than hers.
Fuck… Is this right?
The wife stood in front of the mirror and checked her dress once more. She was dressed in classy all-black. A luxurious skirt that came up just above her knees barely covered her narrow waist and full hips. And on top of that, the black silk blouse that supported her wife’s swollen breasts was stretched out.
She is elegant and classy no matter who sees it. As if she were the wife of a promising politician, she was dressed as neatly as possible today. The elegant and innocent look of her even with makeup made her not want to let go of her hands.
Who wouldn’t fall for this woman…
“I really feel like a different person wearing this.”
“Why… Do you look so old?”
As I looked up and down her body, she smiled awkwardly.
“No. At all. On the contrary, she’s so classy that she’s like the daughter of a rich family. She is also the youngest daughter.”
“No way. What is the youngest daughter … But she smiles once thanks to her.”
A ray of smile bloomed on his white, pensive face. Seungyoun last checked the microphone and recorder on the inside of her collar.
A microphone and a tape recorder… I could roughly guess what Lee Hwa-soo wanted.
Wee… Wee…
Finally, her wife’s cell phone started ringing. Her wife checked her cell phone screen and nodded her head slowly.
Detective Yang Joon-mo.
His number was stamped on her wife’s cell phone.
“I think you’ve already arrived.”
Her wife’s big eyes were quivering, but there was nothing I could do for her. All I could do was give her a hug.
“If you’re having a hard time… Call me anytime.”
“Yeah… Honey. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine…”
I’d rather be able to do something. My reluctance to send her wife alone was collapsing.
“I only believe in Seungyeon.”
Lee Hwa-soo, who was checking the equipment for the last time next to me, threw a false smile at his wife. His handsome face and gentle demeanor were answered by his wife with a faint smile.
Her wife excitedly clasped her hands and began her slow steps towards her front door.
Gulp…
A tiny camera attached to the buttons of her wife’s blouse. Through that small hole, clear picture quality was being transmitted to the monitor.
Beep… Beep… Beep.
The sound of her wife’s footsteps echoed strangely in her heart. But my brave wife, her beloved Seung-yeon, could only hold her back and twitch her tight hips.
Clap.
“Hello detective.”
“Ah yes. Nice to see you. Oh Seung-yeon… Is that right?”
Detective Yang Joon-mo.
Even at a glance, his height, which seemed to be 185, with broad shoulders and thick facial lines stood out. He bowed his head with an awkward smile as if he recognized my wife.
Me and Lee Hwa-soo watching it on the monitor. A bitter smile appeared on Lee Hwa-soo’s face at the sight of him being transmitted through the screen.
“Ah yes… Detective Yang Joon-mo. Are you right?”
“Yes. I am Yang Joon-mo. Thank you for taking the time from your busy schedule. How can I… Excuse me for a moment.”
“Yes, yes. Come on in.”
My wife opened the door slowly. In her moment, he caught his nose twitching at the faint smell of perfume rising from her wife.
He looked like he was in his late 30s, but he had shaggy hair and a poorly trimmed beard, giving him the look of a homicide squad detective.
He seemed embarrassed by the appearance of his beautiful wife more than he thought. The gaze of the guy looking at her butt as she went ahead. Her wife was showing off her own ass, exposed in her black skirt, even more kinky.
“Would you like a cup of tea…?”
Her wife asked casually as if she were the landlord of this place. It was admirable that her new wife’s acting skills were improving day by day.
Fuck. Should I like this
“I just came to drink. Tea is fine. More than that… Seungyeon reported that she was a victim of the Neto Club… Is that correct?”
Yang Jun-mo went straight to the point like a person who was really crazy about the Netto Club. His eyes, which had been dull, also shone fiercely.
“Yes. To be precise, my husband was a member of the Netto Club.”
Seungyeon’s voice trembled slightly, but her eyes were staring straight at him.
“Could you elaborate?”
Yang Jun-mo’s eyes still had doubts. He couldn’t easily believe that the wife herself had reported it, even though it was not an easy task.
“Where should we start talking?”
“Well…You can do it comfortably. Because I heard on the phone that she joined the club because of her husband. It would be great if you could tell us specifically what you did in the club. As long as there is Seungyeon’s testimony, those bastards… Wouldn’t be able to gamble.”
Yang Joon-mo was preparing to write in an open notebook as if to answer quickly. Soon, his upper body leaned towards Seungyeon as if he was going to catch a large piece of evidence.
“I had sex. Things like threesomes, swapping, gangbangs. I sucked a man’s cock countless times.”
“Sex… Huh?! Oops!”
Yang Jun-mo dropped the pen as if surprised at Seung-yeon’s words in a calm tone. His eyes lingered on the inside of her pitted breasts as her wife straightened up. Maybe because of that, Yang Jun-mo’s pants dance seemed to be bulging right away.
Gulp…
“He told me to be honest…”
Her wife blushed shyly. If anyone sees it, it’s really… It was a performance that could be fooled.
“Hmm… Hmm… I see. I’m sorry, but could you elaborate a bit more?”
Yang Jun-mo clutched his pen as if he would not panic this time.
“Um… That’s all. I just did what my husband told me to do.”
“So… You have to tell me specifically what, when, where, and how you did it in order for it to be established.”
He was urging his wife, but his eyes were still on the inside of her wife’s breast. His wife’s white breasts were oozing under her blouse, which had two buttons undone.
“Um… I have proof. Like the clothes you were wearing then. Shall we bring it?”
The neat-faced wife slowly raised her body. Her curvy body shape attracted the detective’s attention.
“Evidence… It would be useful if there were fingerprints on the clothes. Well…You do that.”
“Then wait a moment. I’ll be back soon.”
My wife twitched her ass and went into the prepared room.
Yang Joon-mo pretended not to see her and looked behind her until she entered her room.
Whether it’s a child or an adult… A boy is all the same.
“I’m sorry, detective.”
How many minutes have passed I heard her wife’s voice. Detective Yang, who was on her cell phone, automatically turned to her.
“Cool…”
After…
The outfit of her beloved wife had been completely reversed. No… Would it be correct to say that she became lighter?
Her wife was wearing an ivory-colored string sleeveless dress that almost exposed her white, fleshy lower body. The silk thong cuffs showed off the contours of her coveted breasts, and came up just above her thighs, leaving her panties and buttocks visible.
Fuck…
“Hmm… Hmm…!”
Yang Joon-mo, who coughs repeatedly. The detective who returned to him with a clumsy face didn’t know what to look at.
Gulp…
He could see hot saliva running down the back of his neck.
“Um… This is the suit… How is it, Detective?”
The beautiful wife’s face. Her neat beauty shone beautifully in the scarlet light.
She grabs the bottom hem of her dress with both her hands and lifts it slightly. She was trying to accentuate her clothes, but it occurred to him that the detective might have been able to see the lower part of her crotch.
“Do you want to see… Up close?”
My wife was no longer shaking. Her breasts bobbed up and down appetizingly as she took a step towards her detective.
After…
“Seungyeon… I knew it was great, but I didn’t expect it to be this great. She is a braver woman than you think.”
Lee Hwa-soo, who had been quietly watching the monitor, was excited.
Brave wife…
I could tell As she approaches the detective, her lower leg must already be wet. She wasn’t sure if she was wearing panties or not, but it was almost certain that her prickly pubic hair was clinging to moist juice.
“Now… Take a closer look, detective.”
The voice of the wife who called the detective was subtly aegyo. Then she began to lean her upper body subtly toward the seated detective.
Gulp…
Inside the ivory dress… Her white breasts were leaning forward as if they were about to spill.
