𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗥

𝘗𝘐𝘓𝘓🚩

When I turned away, Rora was leaning against the wall with an arrogant smirk on her face already dressed. "What did I tell you?"

"How do you even know he made a pass at me? He could've just been returning my earbuds."

"You're smiling. He's still watching you. It's a shame you married people value monogamy. I have a feeling he'd be good in the sack."

My face scrunched. "Why don't you go talk to him?"

"I would if I'm into boys." Rora smacked me on my bottom. "Move that ass. I've got things to see and people to do."

I giggled rushing into the locker room to take the world's quickest shower.
I slid back into my flowing floral dress and into a pair of nude wedges.

I frowned at my hair that was no longer glossy and straightened the way I preferred it but it was wavy and unpredictable..

"So, what's on your Seoul agenda?"
I asked Rora while we started walking up the street.

"I have an art show to attend. Do you want to come with me? I could use another artistic opinion.

"Artistic?" I chuckled. Once we crossed over to the next street, I spotted a cab.

I waved my arm and the cabbie came to an abrupt stop. We hopped in and I gave him the address of Sunghoon's office.

"You're a woman of the arts."

"We'll see. I don't know how Sunghoon will behave when I show up to his office. Lately, he's swamped up with work and we always end up in a fight."

"Getting your husband to screw you shouldn't be a fight. You have great tits. A nice ass." The cabbie smirked in the rearview mirror. "You just need to put the girls to work," Rora said.

The cab came to a stop. I peeked out my window and saw that we had arrived.

I slid out of the cab and was surprised when Rora hopped out too. She shouted at the cabbie to leave the meter running.

"He already knows what my boobs look like. We've been together for eight years."

"Give me this," Rora commanded pulling off my Cardigan and shoving it in the taxi. She pulled my hair up and used a strand of hair to secure the bun. I gave her a look impressed with her hairdressing skills.

"I have my ways, you know taking care of my girls collection" She explained and I chuckled.

She tucked in the straps of my dress so that the top of my breasts were exposed.

I stared down at myself. "I look like a bimbo."

"You look like a sophisticated woman with great tits." Rora gestured toward a young guy presumably college aged.

He wore a plaid button-down and khaki shorts. A pair of beats headphones were covering his ears. "Would you try to fuck her? You know, if you weren't twelve years old."

He made a face at Rora, before smiling at me.

"Absolutely," he said staring at my cleavage and I swear I saw a little drool slide down his chin.

He leaned in closer."What's your name, beautiful?"

I smiled uncomfortably. Rora used her body to shield the boy's view of me. "She's taken, kid."

"Was that supposed to make me feel better?" I whispered when the boy started walking away.

"Uh, yeah?" She said as if that were a silly question. "If college kids finds you attractive. You still got it."