Weeks passed, and what began as tension had grown into a constant ache. Every morning, after kissing her rich husband goodbye, Koo slipped into the tiniest, sluttiest gym outfits she could find—sports bras that barely contained her breasts, shorts that flashed the curve of her ass, leggings so tight they revealed her pussy’s outline.

And every morning, Tae waited for her, already hard by the time she arrived.