Sin City ( Chaesoo G!P 18+ ) ✅

Chapter 10

The dream I had about Jisoo popped the bubble that I built for myself. Inside the bubble, I could pretend that everything was fine. I could pretend that the emotions I felt for Jisoo would fade. I could pretend that I was I felt fulfilled with my marriage. I could pretend that I didn't want for anything more than my husband. But the bubble was a lie. Pretending only fed the lie. I was attracted to Jisoo. I did want to sleep with her. Jisoo had, in fact asked my husband and I to spend one night with me. I couldn't deny her anymore.

Chanyeol ambled behind me as we made our way to Jisoo's office with Krystal acting as our escort. She lightly tapped on her office door and the door flew ajar just moments later. A smile played on her lips when I came into view. Despite everything, I smiled back. Jisoo looked even more dazzling than she had in my dream. She was impeccably dressed in a black Prada suit and loafers. I couldn't help but imagine her naked like she'd been in my dream. She rolled up her sleeves before shaking Chanyeol's hand. Then she retrieved my hand raised it to her mouth, and lightly pressed her lips to my skin.

I flushed the moment her lips touched my skin. When I attempted to pull my hand back Jisoo clenched it even tighter. Her large thumb caressed my knuckles before she eventually released me.

"You look lovely this evening," she complimented.

"Thank you," I uttered, trying to appear as poised as possible with our energy suffocating me.

I could feel her eyes regarding me provocatively in my tight-fitting body con dress. The sweetheart neckline pushed up my breasts putting them on display. Jisoo didn't bother to hide the fact that she was looking. I should've used my arms to cover myself but I didn't. If I were being honest, I liked Jisoo looking at me. It made me feel good.

"You can have a seat," she offered, gesturing toward the chairs at the front of her desk. She hung her suit jacket casually over her office chair assuming a position of superiority in her king-sized seat.

"How do you want to do this?" Jisoo asked once she was situated.

"How do you usually handle this kind of thing?" Chanyeol asked appearing as uncomfortable and anxious as I felt.

"As hard as this may be for you to believe, I've never done anything like this before. I've had offers in the past but never accepted."

Oh, my god.

"Then why did you choose me as your first conquest?" I asked.

"Isn't it obvious," she snickered, taking a puff of her cigar.

"You're fucking beautiful."

Jisoo's eyes lost their focus as they locked on my chest. Chanyeol cleared his throat.

"Let's start with when this arrangement will take place."

"When will be a good time for you?" Jisoo asked me. "Unless you want to watch." She looked back at Chanyeol.

My eyes widened in alarm. I could literally feel the blood draining from my face. I couldn't imagine how humiliating that would be. Chanyeol acting as a bystander while Jisoo fucked me. I would have to back out if Chanyeol said yes.

"Of course, not." Chanyeol spoke disgustedly.

"Are you sure? Because I would be fine with that, if that's what you wanted," Jisoo insisted laying her cigar in the ashtray.

"This is already beyond my comfort zone. Watching my wife with someone else would be cruel and unusual punishment, Kim. My answer remains no."

Thank God. I exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Alright, back to when," Chanyeol spoke firmly. "Can't we just get this over with as soon as possible? I don't see any reason why we should delay this," he requested.