Chapter 182 – I Sold My Wife, So I Got Paid (2)
I hoped. No, to be precise, I didn’t have any expectations.
Ihwa-soo’s tablet entrusted to me by Baeksa-jang. There is only a collection of Netto Club data over the years. Other than that, I didn’t think there would be much use.
It was the same for his wife. Starting with hot sex with Lee Hwa-soo, trainer Jang-woo, Neto Club’s Joo-yeol and Baek Sa-jang, and even detective Yang.
The video files of her recording her nights with numerous men only bothered her.
I was annoyed by the Netto Club’s property books on the last page.
Click.
That was until I entered the password for the account written in the ledger and ran the public certificate.
Loading in seconds…
“Oh…”
It was her wife who was the first to let out a startling groan. Seungyeon spread her legs as if surprised, wearing the bathrobe she had greeted Detective Yang earlier. The insides of her smooth thighs were wet, exposing the moist mounds of her cunt.
“Huh… Honey…”
I couldn’t believe my eyes
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one billion, one billion…
Counting the number of balls, I held the tablet close to my face as if I was licking it.
Five billion…?
My wife and I had our mouths wide open. At that moment, her wife’s shower gown came down slightly, revealing white milk mounds, but unfortunately, this was not the timing.
“This is all… Lee Hwa-soo’s slush fund, right?”
It was.
In addition to owning his real estate and cash, he managed the Netto Club’s operating expenses separately. Every time Seungyeon and I do missions, all the money we receive is being deposited and withdrawn here. With his meticulous personality, it was natural for him to manage the books himself.
Then…
Does this mean that only Lee Hwa-soo and my wife know about this ledger?
My wife’s eyes met mine, and her eyes shook with something. I held her hand with her trembling hand. We didn’t speak to each other for a few seconds or even minutes.
“Should I… Give it back?”
“…”
Even at my question, my wife did not move. Just staring blankly at the tablet, as if thinking about something, she couldn’t even close her legs.
For a moment, it felt like something moist was pooling inside her wife’s firm thighs. I felt like I knew what she was thinking even if I didn’t say anything.
And…
My thoughts on her were the same as hers.
“Seungyeon-ah.”
“Huh…”
“Never…Don’t get me wrong, listen…”
“…”
I hurriedly let go of the thoughts that had come to my mind for a while. Unorganized stories barely came out in a trembling voice. My wife, who listened to the story, did not respond, and she just held my hand tightly.
***
2 years later.
The lights and people looking down looked like a single point. Or should I say that the shimmering as if alive and moving are like fireflies? The highest floor of this penthouse, the superb view here was not easy to adapt to at any time.
I passed the remaining wine down my throat and savored the bitter sweetness that strangely spread.
“Would you like more wine?”
“No. Are you okay.”
“Still a little… You seem nervous, right?”
“Then. Don’t tremble a lot. It’s only been two years, but we’ve changed so much.”
“It is.”
A woman in a silver slip slipped into my lap. The touch of her soft, bouncy buttocks could be felt inside her luxurious silk fabric. I gently flick her knee and feel the soft touch all over my body.
“Ah… Don’t joke around.”
“Well, how are you? Let yourself relax a bit.”
“Chit… You seem to be more nervous than me?”
I felt a shudder run through my whole body at the lithe voice and the soft gesture that wrapped around my shoulder. The sweet scent of flowers always rose from the skin of my beloved wife, Seungyeon.
“Enough of the sentiment… It’s time for people to come.”
“Oh, has it already happened?”
“Yes. Matsuda-san came first and is waiting outside.”
“As expected, the Japanese are fast when it comes to appointments. Would you like a sip of wine too?”
She nods her head softly and part her beautiful lips. I pour red wine between her full lips. A drop of wine flowed down her face, which looked more innocent today thanks to her fine makeup.
“Oh…”
The liquor seeping into her wife’s slip, leaving a trail of red wine on the bare white breasts. Seungyoun gave me a cute look.
“Ah… Honey… You have to be careful.”
“How are you? That’s even sexier I’d like to ask other guys to lick it later.”
“Honey too… Aren’t you jealous now?”
“Jealousy? Me Don’t you know that jealousy is what drove us to this point?”
“My baby, you’ve been smirking a lot.”
“Because people change depending on the environment. I didn’t know, but it was.”
“How are you?”
As if Seungyeon was cute, she kissed my cheek.
A silly joke.
I liked this moment of licking and sharing the lips of my beloved wife. A space that was unimaginable just a few years ago. For our couple, who were struggling with loans, debts, and everyday life that ran like a treadmill, this short break and a glass of wine were just luxuries.
I can’t forget the first time I visited Lee Hwa-soo’s house. A house built with money and wealth, high-end interior accessories and furniture scattered everywhere. And even the tiny people who can be seen under the window…
I enjoyed reminiscing about that time. Only then did the things I enjoy right now seem to touch my skin more realistically.
“Come to work.”
I licked my tongue gently over her plump lips.
“Oh…”
It was then.
Smart.
“This is Matsuda. All VIPs have arrived. It would be good to come out now.”
A Japanese man who looked like a typical salaryman in his 40s said politely. He was an impressive man with a strong head straight up and muscles tightly packed under his suit shirt.
Although he was Japanese, he soon spoke Korean well. Having gone to school in Korea as a child, he was a real estate agent who introduced this penthouse.
He helped us both physically and mentally when we had not been able to properly travel overseas, let alone Japan. The relationship continued for quite a long time, and now it plays an indispensable role for our couple.
Today Matsuda was our interpreter.
“Thank you, Matsuda. I’ll be leaving soon.”
I waved at him and gave him a nice smile. Matsuda closed the door slowly with a polite greeting unique to Japanese.
“How are you, honey… Are you feeling okay today?”
As soon as Matsuda closed the door and left, Seungyeon’s hand began to run down my pants. But the shaft, which hadn’t yet been erect, sagged and wrapped gently around her hand.
“Whoa… I guess we’ll have to see what we do?”
“No way. Are you trying to make me do it again?”
“Then… My honey must be happy so I can be happy too. It’s just not my taste to start alone.”
“Chit…”
“How are you sleeping today, are you wet already?”
I quickly slipped my hand under my wife’s slip. It was as if he felt something moist and shady inside his slightly open thighs.
“Oh…Don’t do it honey…”
“What. Are you wet already? Really?”
“Ah… No. Wash up and come out. It’s still not dry.”
“Keuk. Really?”
“Ugh… That’s naughty.”
Her wife barely pulled her slip down over her tucked hips. Thanks to that, my hand only brushed the bottom of her groin and unfortunately had to come out.
Well… When the time comes, I’ll sweep her pussy mound to my heart’s content.
“Are you ready?”
“Huh…”
“Shall we go?”
I took her hand and slowly raised her body, as if inviting her to a waltz. His beloved wife’s firm ass was wriggling under her slip. Soon, I felt a slight current run through my prick as I thought of someone holding her legs and gasping for breath.
Awesome…
Clap.
“The host is coming today. Please greet them with quiet applause.”
I heard Matsuda’s Japanese words and saw the living room dimly lit by scarlet lights.
Whoa…
I let out a hot breath for no reason. I am most excited and nervous at this moment.
People gathered in twos and threes on the sofa in the living room lobby. There seemed to be about ten or more. Some looked like a couple in their early 20s who had just graduated from high school, and some looked like a couple in their 30s, similar to us. And even middle-aged people who look beyond their 40s.
They were making various expressions in different poses, but they were feeling excitement and tension as one. They were staring at my face as if they were waiting for an upcoming show.
I slowly stood in front of them. Of course, with a soft smile on his face.
“Hajimemashite.”
“Hello. Nice to see you.”
As I started greeting, Matsuda began interpreting in fluent Japanese.
“Welcome to Netto Club ‘Tokyo’. My name is Jinwoo, the host who invited you here today.”
Warble.
Pleasant lighting and applause began to surround me.
“I know that they have come through quite a lot of tests. It’s the first time I’m here today, so it might be awkward for everyone, but I hope you enjoy it a little.”
Matsuda continued to interpret. They were showing reactions unique to Japanese to Matsuda’s every word.
“When I first came to Japan and said I would hold a meeting like this, Matsuda said so. Japan has a special culture of hospitality.”
Matsuda smiled shyly when she told her story. I continued talking.
She said, “I heard that in Japan, when a precious guest came, he willingly offered his wife. I definitely felt it then. Ah…! This is where I should be, I was born in the wrong country! I mean.”
Even my cheesy jokes got the audience quite amused.
“When you come to Rome, you have to follow the Roman law, and when you come to Japan, you have to follow the Japanese rules. A special guest has arrived today, so I would like to introduce you to my most important person.”
After Matsuda’s translation finished, people’s eyes naturally turned to the closed door. One of them was clutching his groin, already tense.
“To expect. My wife… Seungyeon. I am introducing.”
Awesome…
The door opened slowly, and exclamations began to erupt from people’s mouths.
There, her wife, not wearing a single thread, was moving slowly towards me, shaking her bouncy hips. Her wife clutching her crotch with her shameful hand and her own breast with her one. People’s gazes, especially men’s, began to scan her wife’s body quickly.
Only then did my cock slowly begin to lift its head.
