Koo’s body was still trembling when she finally pulled herself off Tae’s lap. His cock, still wet with both their mess, twitched as if demanding one more round, but she was already stumbling to her feet, her legs weak, her pussy leaking. Her thong and bra were destroyed somewhere on the floor, so she slowly slipped her dress back on, tugging it over her sticky, ruined body.

Tae leaned back on the couch, bare-chested and smug, watching her with eyes that burned. “Covering up already, slut? You look better ruined and naked.”

Koo flushed scarlet, biting her lip. She bent over him, pressing her swollen lips to his in one last filthy kiss. Their tongues tangled, tasting sweat, cum, and raw lust. When she pulled back, she whispered, breathless, “You’ll do it, right? My husband… the promotion?”

Tae smirked, grabbing her ass through her dress and slapping it hard enough to make her yelp. “You don’t need to ask, bitch. Tonight he’ll have it. Consider it my gift for the best slut I’ve ever fucked.”

Her pussy clenched at his words, and she kissed him one more time, filthy and desperate, before finally slipping away.

The drive home was silent, but Koo’s mind screamed with filth. Every time she shifted, she could feel Tae’s cum still dripping between her thighs. Her lips were swollen, her boobs sore from his rough hands, her ass red from his spanks. She touched her chest and shivered, biting back a moan in the car.

When she reached home, the quiet of her house almost mocked her. She locked the door, stripped off her cum-stained dress, and stepped into the shower. The hot water ran down her skin, but it didn’t wash away Tae’s touch. She leaned against the tiles, fingers sliding between her legs, and let out a shaky moan.

“Tae…” she whispered, remembering the way he had called her his bitch, his slut, the way his cock had stretched her open again and again. Her fingers rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles, her free hand tugging at her nipple.

Images of him filled her head—his tattoos, his thick cock slamming inside her, his voice commanding her to beg. Her body arched as an orgasm ripped through her, squirting against the shower floor.

She collapsed against the wall, panting, water mixing with her sweat and tears of filthy pleasure.

By evening, Koo was dressed again, pretending to be the perfect wife. She was in the kitchen when her husband came home, looking brighter than he had in months.

“Baby!” he called, his voice breaking with happiness. “You won’t believe it—this evening I got the call. The boss just confirmed it… I’ve been promoted!”

Koo turned, forcing her best surprised smile, though inside her pussy clenched at the thought of how she had earned it for him. “Oh my God, really?!” she exclaimed, hugging him tight, pressing her soft boobs against him. “I’m so proud of you, love!”

He kissed her cheek, laughing, relief and joy flooding him. He had no idea what his wife had given away for his success, no idea that she was still dripping with another man’s seed deep inside.

As she hugged him tighter, hiding her blush, her mind whispered filth: If only you knew, baby…

And in the back of her head, Tae’s voice echoed: My slut.