Koo sat on the couch after her shower, hair damp, body wrapped in a loose robe. She couldn’t get the day out of her head—Taehyung’s rough hands, his filthy words, the way he made her squirt over and over until she thought her body would break. She hugged her knees, whispering to herself, “It’s all for Daeho… for his job… for his happiness…” But deep down she knew. Her heart thudded and her pussy clenched just thinking about Taehyung’s thick cock. The truth burned through her—she was a slut, and she loved it.

The door clicked. Daeho’s voice rang through, cheerful. “Baby, I’m home!” He carried flowers in one hand, champagne in the other, and a pizza box balanced against his hip. He looked so proud, smiling ear to ear.

Koo forced a bright smile, running to hug him. “My husband! Congratulations on your promotion!” She kissed his cheek, and he twirled her, laughing, setting everything on the table.

They ate pizza, sipping champagne, Daeho’s laughter warm and sweet. He pulled her into a slow dance right there in the living room, her robe slipping down, exposing her shoulder. His eyes softened. “I love you, Koo. Always.”

Her chest tightened with guilt—yet her pussy was already wet.

He carried her to their bed, laying her down gently, unlike Taehyung’s rough hunger. Daeho kissed her softly, peeled her robe off, and slid into her. His rhythm was tender, his moans sweet. But he wasn’t thick, wasn’t long, wasn’t stretching her the way Taehyung did. Koo dug her nails into the sheets, moaning loudly, pretending it was for Daeho—but in her mind she was begging, “Fuck me harder, Tae… split me open with your big cock… make me squirt again…”

Her hips bucked wildly beneath her husband, chasing the memory of Taehyung’s thickness. Her pussy clamped down, not because of Daeho’s thrusts, but because she imagined Tae filling her, stretching her, making her his slut.

“Oh god, baby, you’re so tight tonight,” Daeho groaned, sweating, thinking it was all for him.

Koo cried out, “Yes! Yes!” but her orgasm ripped through her only when she pictured Tae’s cock pounding into her. She came hard, shaking, nails clawing at Daeho’s back, moaning so loud he thought he had given her the world.

When he collapsed beside her, panting, whispering “I love you,” she kissed him gently… all while her pussy still throbbed with the ghost of Taehyung inside her.