"Fuck Taehyung-" I scream as he continues to pump his fingers into me, making me reach my high and release in his mouth as his tongue laps on my core, taking in every drop of my release.
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We enter my home, placing my keys on the keyring I look at Seokjin who is already checking out the place. "I'll be right back. Please help yourself with..."Gesturing towards my kitchen and fridge, I let him know that he can help himself as I exit towards my bathroom.
Closing my bathroom door behind me, I sit down on the basin counter.
Is this really happening?
Are you seriously planning to fuck someone on your marital bed?
Are you really allowing another man to enter a place where no one has entered before?
What the fuck! I roll my eyes at the last question. Did I seriously slut-shame myself? when my husband's the one fucking people around while here I was sulking in our flat like a dutiful wife?
Nope! not gonna happen.
Plus Seokjin seems nice enough, if you don't feel like continuing this you can always communicate this to him.
Inhaling a deep breath I lightly run my fingers through my hair, combing them in the process. I freshen up a bit and apply a spritz of perfume then exit the bathroom.
As I enter the hall, I see Seokjin observing our picture wall, filled with pictures of Seojoon and me, our memories over the course of 9 years. We bought this home together, decorated everything together. Heck, most of the furniture was my choice.
Everything in this house including those pictures were our ideas, things we did together while we created this home.
Here we are two years later, bringing strangers into our home to fuck. Maybe it was a wrong decision.
"Hey...I know that face" Seokjin's smooth voice brings me back to reality, where I am enjoying his presence for now. "Relax. If you don't feel like getting involved, we can always continue to chat. Whatever you are comfortable with" he smiles at me.
This wonderful man. I wish all men take lessons from him on how to make women feel safe and comfortable "Thank you for being so understanding".
"No worries, come on now, tell me about these pictures" he turns around, fingers pointing at the pictures on my picture wall.
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My eyes land on the first picture. I'm standing on our hotel balcony, with blond dyed hair, looking at the tower. "It was taken on our honeymoon," reminding me of the time when we went to Paris and had a room with a view of the tower.
"Oh...did you have dinner at the tower?"
"Hah, well I wanted to but Seojoon thought it was a bit plain so we dropped the idea" I reply, still regretting my decision years later.
"Why did you not explore the area yourself then, have a night away from each other, doing the things you both wanted to" he questions.
"Well...I thought we could but then Seojoon got upset, and it was ourhoneymoon" I emphasize honeymoon as I remember the exact argument we had about the whole thing and how he thought we should spend most of our time together doing each other.
