#71.

The morning sunlight streamed warmly through the kitchen window. Kim Eun-ju was sitting at the table with her husband, Lee Hyun-woo, and their son, Jin-woo. A simple breakfast was laid out on the table.

Jin-woo was still sitting in a high chair for young children. A small plastic bowl and a baby spoon were placed in front of him. Kim Eun-ju filled Jin-woo’s bowl with soft baby food.

,Sujin-ssi and her husband are expecting,” Kim Eun-ju said.

A bright smile spread across Lee Hyun-woo’s face. “Really? That’s something to celebrate.”

He looked at Jin-woo, who was eating baby food next to him. Jin-woo was holding the spoon clumsily, and half of the rice went into his mouth while the rest was smeared on his chin and clothes.

Lee Hyun-woo reached out and gently stroked his son’s head. “Our Jin-woo was in Mom’s belly until just recently… and now he’s already grown this much.”

Jin-woo reacted to his dad’s touch and looked up. A bright smile spread across his face. “Dad!” he shouted.

Kim Eun-ju quickly reached out and wiped the rice grains from Jin-woo’s mouth. “Jin-woo-ya, eat slowly.” Her voice was warm.

Kim Eun-ju’s heart warmed at the sight of this small family. She looked back and forth between her husband and son, smiling happily.

But at the same time, a corner of her heart ached. She tried to manage her expression, but her eyes wavered for a moment.

“The miso stew is delicious today,” Lee Hyun-woo said.

Kim Eun-ju looked up at her husband. Her heart fluttered once again at his warm smile. “Really? I’m glad. I think my cooking skills have improved a bit now.”

Lee Hyun-woo leaned toward his son and said, “Jin-woo-ya, I’ll come home early today and make you something yummy. What do you want to eat?”

Jin-woo seemed to think for a moment before shouting loudly. “Cookies!”

Lee Hyun-woo and Kim Eun-ju looked at each other and burst into laughter. For that moment, everything seemed perfect. But deep in Kim Eun-ju’s eyes, there was still a complex emotion that couldn’t be expressed in words.

“I’ll come home early today and watch Jin-woo. You go and catch up on your work,” Lee Hyun-woo said.

“Thank you,” Kim Eun-ju replied. Her voice contained sincere gratitude along with a subtle sense of guilt.

After Lee Hyun-woo left for work, Kim Eun-ju held Jin-woo’s small hand tightly and headed to the daycare center. On a refreshing spring morning, Jin-woo trotted along beside his mom.

As they rounded the corner where the daycare center was visible, Kim Eun-ju’s heart suddenly started beating faster. Lee Han was standing at the end of her line of sight. He approached them with a warm smile.

“Jin-woo-ya, hello!” Lee Han greeted brightly.

Jin-woo’s eyes sparkled. “Uncle!” he shouted happily. The word wasn’t clear, but its meaning was fully conveyed.

Lee Han bent down to Jin-woo’s eye level. “Our Jin-woo has grown a lot. Is daycare fun?”

Jin-woo smiled brightly and nodded. Then, pointing to his height with his finger, he said, “Grown!” The sentence was short, but his proud expression was evident.

“Wow, you’ve really grown!” Lee Han gently stroked Jin-woo’s head.

Kim Eun-ju watched this scene, overwhelmed with complex emotions. She smiled at the sight of her son enjoying himself, and she was relieved by Lee Han and Jin-woo’s closeness.

Lee Han said to Kim Eun-ju. “Hello, Eun-ju-ssi. The weather is nice today too.”

Kim Eun-ju smiled awkwardly. “Yes, it is.”

Jin-woo suddenly tugged on Lee Han’s pants. “Play, Uncle!”

Kim Eun-ju quickly said. “Jin-woo-ya, you have to go to daycare now. Your teacher and friends are waiting.”

Lee Han said to Jin-woo. “Jin-woo-ya, let’s play again next time. Promise!”

Jin-woo’s face brightened. “Promise!” he repeated.

Kim Eun-ju hurriedly took Jin-woo to the daycare center. While saying goodbye to her son in front of the door, she felt Lee Han’s gaze behind her back.

After dropping off Jin-woo, Lee Han was still standing there. He slowly started walking towards the management office. Kim Eun-ju hesitated for a moment, standing in place.

‘Should I go? Or shouldn’t I?’

Her footsteps began to follow Lee Han on their own. Kim Eun-ju was embarrassed by her actions, but she chased after him as if drawn by a magnet. Guilt and anticipation were intertwined in her heart.

Kim Eun-ju’s hand, standing in front of the management office door, hesitated on the doorknob. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she bit her lip, closing her eyes for a moment. After taking a deep breath, she carefully opened the door.

“What’s wrong?” Lee Han asked.

Kim Eun-ju froze for a moment. Her fingers unconsciously gripped and released the hem of her clothes repeatedly.

“Maybe…” Kim Eun-ju’s voice cracked. She paused for a moment and swallowed. “Tonight too…” Her gaze turned to the floor.

Lee Han looked at her and slowly shook his head. “I’m okay today. I’ll contact you next time.”

Kim Eun-ju’s shoulders drooped slightly. Her eyelids blinked rapidly, and one side of her lip rose and fell subtly. Her hand was still gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.

“I… I understand,” Kim Eun-ju said. She tried to look up at Lee Han, but her gaze remained on his shoulder.

Kim Eun-ju slowly backed away. Her footsteps were unsteady, and she stumbled once while walking towards the door. When she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment. Her hand grabbed and released the doorknob repeatedly.

In the end, Kim Eun-ju left the office without looking back. But her movement of closing the door was slow, and at the last moment, her gaze briefly turned towards Lee Han through the crack in the door.

Her pace quickened. As she passed the playground, the creaking sound of the swing brushed past her ears.

Kim Eun-ju stopped for a moment when she arrived at the central plaza. She clenched and unclenched her trembling hands tightly. Her eyes closed for a moment and then opened again, and she bit her lip.

In front of the small fountain at the entrance to the complex. Kim Eun-ju’s hand suddenly went to the back of her neck. She rubbed it lightly, her eyes widened, and she quickly lowered her hand.

As she saw the apartment’s main gate, she hurried her pace. She looked back once, her gaze lingering on the management office. She paused for a moment, but soon headed to work with a confused expression.

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Late at night, the management office was filled with the heavy breathing of two people. In the darkness where the moonlight faintly seeped in, Jung Seo-yeon and Lee Han approached each other.

Jung Seo-yeon’s fingers unbuttoned Lee Han’s shirt one by one. Her movements were more hurried than usual, and her fingertips trembled slightly. When Lee Han’s chest was revealed, Jung Seo-yeon hesitated for a moment, but soon pressed her lips against his skin with a determined expression.

Lee Han’s eyebrows rose slightly. He seemed surprised for a moment by Jung Seo-yeon’s unusual assertiveness, but soon seemed to accept her passion. His hand wrapped around Jung Seo-yeon’s waist, pulling her closer.

Jung Seo-yeon blocked Lee Han’s lips with her own. Her kiss was fierce, as if trying to quench a long thirst. Lee Han was surprised by her passion, but soon responded with the same intensity. Curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn’t ask any questions.

The two people’s hands explored each other’s bodies. Pieces of clothing fell to the floor one by one. Jung Seo-yeon’s fingernails ran down Lee Han’s back, and Lee Han’s lips headed towards her neck.

Jung Seo-yeon’s breathing became even more rapid. Her eyes were half-closed, and her lips were slightly parted. Complex emotions flashed across her face along with desire. There were no tears, but her eyes were deeper and darker than usual.

Lee Han looked at her for a moment. Doubt flashed in his eyes, but soon gave way to desire. He slowly lowered his head and moved his lips to Jung Seo-yeon’s chest.

Jung Seo-yeon’s fingers dug into Lee Han’s hair. She tilted her head back and accepted Lee Han’s caresses. A small moan escaped her lips.

The air in the room became hotter and hotter, and the two people’s breaths mingled together. Their bodies were not yet completely one, but the tension was already at its peak. Their foreplay, which proceeded without words, was instead emitting an even more intense heat.

Jung Seo-yeon slowly lowered her body. Her hair, tied behind her, fell gracefully to one side. Lee Han unconsciously reached out and gently stroked the back of her neck.

Her red lips touched Lee Han’s lower body. Lee Han took a deep breath. When Jung Seo-yeon’s lips enveloped his penis, Lee Han’s body trembled slightly. Her movements were gentle, but the intention hidden within was intense.

Jung Seo-yeon slowly but persistently created a rhythm. Lee Han’s breathing gradually became rougher. His fingers repeatedly clenched and unclenched the sheets.

As the climax approached, Lee Han’s hand lightly grabbed the back of Jung Seo-yeon’s neck. She didn’t miss that moment. Rather, she accepted it even more deeply, trying to feel all of Lee Han’s reactions.

Lee Han’s entire body tensed and then relaxed. A low, long groan escaped his lips. Jung Seo-yeon didn’t let go of him until the very last moment. The sound of her throat vibrating filled the quiet room.

When everything was over, Jung Seo-yeon slowly raised her head. A satisfied smile lingered on her lips. Lee Han was still catching his breath. His chest rose and fell rapidly.

Jung Seo-yeon wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up at Lee Han. Her eyes contained a sense of victory along with something else. Lee Han tried to read that complex emotion, but Jung Seo-yeon’s expression was still enigmatic.

“It doesn’t end with just this, does it?” Jung Seo-yeon whispered, pushing Lee Han down. Her voice was clearly filled with confidence and seduction.

Lee Han smiled silently. His expression revealed anticipation.

Jung Seo-yeon climbed on top of Lee Han with a graceful movement. Her hand movements were skilled and natural. Without hesitation, she grabbed Lee Han’s penis and directed it towards her rear.

Slowly, but with a confident movement, she lowered herself, and soon a deep sense of satisfaction spread across both of their faces.

Jung Seo-yeon began to move slowly. She thought her rhythm was calculated and perfect. While maximizing Lee Han’s pleasure, she tried not to be swayed by her own emotions.

But contrary to her intentions, intense sensations surged through her body. Jung Seo-yeon bit her lip and suppressed a moan.

‘No, if it goes like this…’

Lee Han’s hand moved up Jung Seo-yeon’s back. Jung Seo-yeon’s skin responded as if answering his touch. She closed her eyes. Along with the pleasure, a sense of unease washed over her that she was losing control.

The room was filled with the sound of the two people’s breathing and the sound of skin against skin. Their movements became more and more intense, and Jung Seo-yeon unknowingly let out a moan.

Jung Seo-yeon’s fingers ran down Lee Han’s back. Her body arched like a bow, accepting Lee Han even more deeply. Lee Han’s hand gripped Jung Seo-yeon’s waist tightly.

“Ah…” A suppressed moan escaped from Jung Seo-yeon’s lips.

Lee Han’s movements became even faster. His breathing became rough, and his muscles stiffened with tension. Jung Seo-yeon sensitively felt Lee Han’s changes.

In an instant, Lee Han’s body stiffened. His fingers dug into Jung Seo-yeon’s flesh, groaning lowly.

Jung Seo-yeon felt Lee Han’s penis throbbing deep inside her anus. Her eyes widened at the sensation of the hot liquid filling her rectum. Her entire body trembled at the intense fullness felt in this forbidden place.

“Ah…” A low moan escaped from Jung Seo-yeon’s lips.

Her anal muscles contracted unconsciously, which tightened Lee Han’s penis even more strongly. Lee Han let out a deeper groan at this pressure.

Jung Seo-yeon was overwhelmed by this unfamiliar and intense sensation felt in her most secret and sensitive area. Her reason seemed paralyzed for a moment, and only this shocking pleasure dominated her consciousness.

“Eugh…” An unbearable groan flowed from Jung Seo-yeon’s lips.

At this moment, Jung Seo-yeon’s whole body arched like a bow. A wave of intense pleasure washed over her, and her consciousness seemed to scatter into white light. Her fingers dug into Lee Han’s shoulders, and an uncontrollable exclamation escaped her lips.

“Ah… Ah…”

Stars twinkled before Jung Seo-yeon’s eyes. Her reason seemed paralyzed for a moment by this intense sensation that she felt after a long time. It was as if electricity was flowing under her skin, and the nerve endings all over her body awakened and sang of desire.

With the afterglow still lingering, an even more intense desire surged from within her. ‘More… I want more…’ Jung Seo-yeon was surprised by this thought herself.

Suddenly, memories of the previous night flashed through her mind. The emptiness and regret she felt in her relationship with Kim Tae-woo came to mind. Unlike then, at this moment, her body was filled with complete satisfaction.

Jung Seo-yeon’s breathing became rough. A dangerous thought raised its head in a corner of her mind. ‘What if I felt this there…’ In her imagination, an image of even more intense pleasure flashed.

At that moment, Lee Han’s fingers moved along her waist. Jung Seo-yeon was startled by the touch and returned to reality.

‘No!’ she shouted inwardly. ‘I can’t cling like this. Get a grip, Jung Seo-yeon. You have to subdue this man.’

Jung Seo-yeon closed her eyes tightly. She desperately tried to regain her reason. But her body was still burning hot with the embers of desire, and contrary to her will, she craved Lee Han’s touch.

She bit her lip. Between pleasure and reason, between desire and purpose, Jung Seo-yeon’s inner self had become a fierce battlefield.

With the afterglow of pleasure still lingering, Jung Seo-yeon slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze turned to Lee Han’s face. Her eyes, scrutinizing his expression, were sharp.

The moment she captured the light of victory in Lee Han’s eyes, a corner of Jung Seo-yeon’s heart ached. Her lips trembled slightly, and she bit her lip to hide it. Her eyes wavered at the sense of defeat that washed over her at that moment.

Jung Seo-yeon slowly raised her body. Her face contorted for a moment in the process. The remaining sensations embarrassed her. She quickly tried to hide her expression, but it was not enough to escape Lee Han’s sharp gaze.

She sat on the edge of the bed, trying to catch her breath for a moment. Her back could be seen trembling slightly. Her internal turmoil was evident in the movement of wiping the sweat from her forehead with her fingertips.

Finally, she stood up. Her steps towards the bathroom seemed more unsteady than usual. Faint red marks could be seen on her bare back, as if proving their intense encounter.

Jung Seo-yeon hesitated for a moment in front of the bathroom door. Her hand repeatedly grabbed and released the doorknob. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and a deep sigh escaped.

Just before opening the door, she turned her head slightly and looked at Lee Han. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of complex emotions. Anger, regret, desire, and perhaps even fear.

Finally, she entered the bathroom without saying a word. With the sound of the door closing, a heavy silence fell in the room.