Chapter 1201: Side Story – The Man Who Loves His Wife (3)

Squelch.

“Hnnngh, hnnngh….”

The sensation of fingers touching her lower body, beneath her belly.

Cheon Jihee, recalling Kang Hye-eun’s words from earlier that day, quietly pictured her face again.

‘Like, inserting fingers to pleasure you, or licking you with your mouth. Taekyung-ssi is really good at that.’

‘Start with two fingers, loosening things up inside… then maybe three, getting a little rougher. After that, you could suck on the clitoris with your mouth, or put your tongue inside….’

Earlier today, she had run into Kang Hye-eun, her belly noticeably large.

Though they hadn’t shared a bed since her pregnancy, imagining it wasn’t difficult.

Ever since that first night they were together, the three of them, Kang Hye-eun’s naked body had been permanently etched into Cheon Jihee’s mind.

Adding only the imagined swollen belly of pregnancy, Cheon Jihee began masturbating, lost in her fantasy of touching the imaginary Kang Hye-eun.

Squish.

“Hoo, ugh…. Haa….”

After stroking the bulging belly, she imagined gently cupping her breasts.

As she slowly felt that soft texture, the imagined Hye-eun let out a soft moan.

Plush!

“Haa, ugh, hngg….”

Imagining her own breasts, the ones she was currently squeezing, were Kang Hye-eun’s.

And also imagining that the hands touching her breasts weren’t her own, but Kang Hye-eun’s.

Picturing herself rolling around on the bed with her, Cheon Jihee’s arousal slowly intensified.

Squish.

“Ugh, hnnngh…!!”

Then, she continued masturbating, this time rubbing her wet cunt with her fingers.

While one hand massaged her clitoris, the other slid a finger inside, moving slowly as if to tease her insides.

*Drip, drip…. *

“Hnnngh, hhh, haa…!!”

The sensation of the finger entering her body, caressing her from within.

Cheon Jihee quietly surrendered herself, recalling the feeling of Hye-eun’s fingers entering her during their first night together.

Even though she couldn’t properly distinguish them back then because Sung Taekyung’s fingers were also inside, surely one of the fingers that entered that day had belonged to Hye-eun.

Cheon Jihee slowly continued masturbating, hypnotizing herself with a bit of memory correction.

“Haa, hhh, hnn, haaaa….”

Hye-eun’s touch in her imagination, Hye-eun’s body in her imagination.

…And then, an orgasm that wasn’t imagination, but reality.

Her insides clenched with a thump, gripping the finger, and Cheon Jihee’s back arched slightly as she reached a gentle climax with her eyes closed.

‘Haaaa…. Hye-eun, aaaa….’

Kang Hye-eun, moaning seductively before her eyes despite her pregnant body, and herself pleasuring her from below.

And then, entering her own body… something hot and thick.

“Ah, no….”

…Her mind wanted to reject it, but her instincts forcibly brought back the memory of that time into Cheon Jihee’s head.

Sung Taekyung’s thick, hard member forcefully widening her insides as it entered.

The reason why, no matter how much she loved Kang Hye-eun, this love could never be. And the thing that had impregnated Kang Hye-eun.

Cheon Jihee forced herself to imagine that thing pushing into her body, intensifying her masturbation.

‘No…. I, I don’t want this, I just want Hye-eun and….’

She just wanted to share pure love with Hye-eun.

Why did Sung Taekyung’s face and his member keep popping into her head?

Feeling as though her head and body desired different partners, Cheon Jihee unconsciously pressed her clitoris rhythmically, while forcefully thrusting inside in time with it.

As if reliving the moment she was forcefully fucked that day.

Squelch, squelch, SQUELCH!!

“Haa, Hye, Hye-eun, haaaaaa!!”

As if it were her last bastion of defense, she called out Kang Hye-eun’s name while feeling the climax.

With a short scream, her back arched, and a hot heat bloomed from within.

Pfft, pssshhh…!!

“Hnn, hngg…!! Haaaaaak…!!”

Followed by lewd cries, she ejaculated onto the towel spread beneath her lower body.

Her whole body calmed down, the sound of her racing heart echoing in her ears.

After catching her breath for several minutes in the aftershocks of the orgasm, Cheon Jihee slowly withdrew her fingers from her body.

“Haa, Hye-eun-ah….”

Feeling the sticky heat from her fingers and lower body, she thought of Kang Hye-eun in her mind again.

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Inside a cafe filled with the gentle sounds of jazz.

Three people sat facing each other by the window, exchanging quiet glances.

Cheon Jihee, her usually messy hair slightly tidied, looked awkwardly between Kang Hye-eun and Sung Taekyung.

The other two, however, were chatting casually, as if today’s events were neither particularly special nor strange.

“Thank you for agreeing to help today, Jihee-ssi.”

“…It’s nothing, really. It’s not a big deal.”

“Still. If it weren’t for you, Jihee-ssi, it would have been a bit difficult to ask for this kind of favor. Since I’m uncomfortable these days, it’s hard to do it with Taekyung…”

“……Right.”

Cheon Jihee blushed easily even at a simple thank you. Usually stoic, her expression would betray her like this whenever she talked with Kang Hye-eun.

In fact, she didn’t realize that Kang Hye-eun’s words were just polite lies meant to flatter her.

The truth was, with nearly ten wives living together with Sung Taekyung, Cheon Jihee was far from the only person she could ask. She hadn’t forgotten the numerous memories of Sung Taekyung being intimate with other women either.

But for now, there was no need to hide her true intentions. After all, Kang Hye-eun’s goal was for Cheon Jihee to become pregnant with her husband, Sung Taekyung’s child.

“It’s been a while since we did this too, Jihee-ssi. You haven’t requested a consultation lately, have you?”

“…There hasn’t been a need.”

“It’s good to resolve your sexual urges periodically. Of course, I’m not worried since you manage yourself so well.”

“…I manage myself, so don’t worry about it.”

She had sex with Sung Taekyung maybe once every few months to prevent her Awakening ability from weakening, but that was merely a means to remain a Hunter in the Hunter Guild.

It was also the only link she had left to Kang Hye-eun. Having chosen not to become one of Sung Taekyung’s wives like the other party members, her only remaining connection to Kang Hye-eun was to stay as a Hunter in the Hope City Guild.

Cheon Jihee flinched slightly when Kang Hye-eun’s voice, calling her name, broke through her nervousness. She hadn’t even finished half of the coffee she’d ordered due to the tension.

“Shall we move then? To the consultation room.”

“Yes, we should. Jihee-ssi, is that okay with you?”

“…Do whatever you want.”

Hiding their respective desires and objectives, the three headed towards the consultation room in the Guild Master’s office on the top floor of the Guild building.

Cheon Jihee was the only one among the three who remained tense, constantly stealing glances at Kang Hye-eun until the very end.

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The consultation room at the Hope City Guild was more familiar than home, seeing as she visited it almost every day.

Still, it had been quite a while since Cheon Jihee came in with her. It had been almost four months, making her the longest-standing member among those who visited here.

Considering that regular guild members came once a month, and the wives living together came two or three times a week, Cheon Jihee’s relationship with me was certainly unusual.

“…….”

Cheon Jihee glanced around the room with complicated eyes, seemingly gauging my and Hye-eun’s reactions.

From the start, I made sure not to show too much interest in her. To naturally obtain her permission regarding pregnancy, showing excessive interest wouldn’t be ideal.

I just needed to let her know that carrying my child would be advantageous for her continued life with Hye-eun. To achieve that, the first step was to arouse Cheon Jihee.

“Hye-eun-ah, turn around.”

“……Okay.”

Although she had planned it herself, Hye-eun still found it a bit difficult to completely suppress her tension. She carefully nodded and turned her back.

I quietly unzipped her maternity dress, and the beige fabric flowed down to her feet.

“Hhh, hngg…!!”

“…….”

The dress slid down, revealing pristine white underwear beneath.

I deliberately ignored Cheon Jihee’s breathing sounds from behind. She was clearly more aroused than Hye-eun, who was being undressed, but it was obvious.

Hye-eun seemed to notice her reaction too, her shoulders trembling slightly as she tried to hold back laughter. Cheon Jihee’s reaction was quite amusing, even from my perspective.

Click.

“Haa, haa….”

Swish.

“Hoo, hngg…. Hoo-ooo….”

“…….”

“…….”

Every time Hye-eun’s clothes were removed, Cheon Jihee let out obviously aroused breaths, desperately trying to draw my and Hye-eun’s attention.

Trying hard not to laugh while trying not to be caught by her was the biggest ordeal for Hye-eun and me.