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🕑 Added 2025-06-07 21:40:38 +0000 UTCChapter 38. The Fisherman’s Benefit
“Fisherman’s Benefit.”
An idiom meaning that when two parties fight, a third party gains the benefit without effort-an expression that perfectly fit my current situation.
Of course, I had intentionally told the supply sergeant about Kim Mansu’s affair, but thanks to that, she had now stripped off her top right in front of me...
This was truly the fisherman’s benefit-no doubt about it.
With her face flushed and her eyes showing a mix of vengeance, a bit of conflict, and a hint of the arousal I’d seen before, she now slid off her shorts as well.
In barely ten seconds, Master Sergeant Go Suyeon was down to her underwear.
Seeing her nearly naked body-something I hadn’t even seen when she gave me a blowjob last time-blood rushed rapidly to my cock, which had been curled between my legs.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
While her body wasn’t as perfectly toned as Seona noona’s from working out, there was hardly any excess fat, and her voluptuous figure radiated explosive curves.
Even the flesh around her breasts and thighs, which seemed to be added on, looked alluring, and her body exuded the sensuality unique to a married woman.
Gulp...
I was lost in her breathtaking figure, unconsciously swallowing my saliva, when she kicked her shorts off her right foot and boldly climbed on top of me.
Plop
Straddling me, facing me, she pressed her voluptuous hips tightly against my thighs.
In an instant, my fully erect 26cm cock was pressed against her pubic mound.
The sensation of my cock touching the mound of the voluptuous MILF I’d been eyeing for so long was... truly blissful.
Lost in the ecstasy of the feeling below, I almost grabbed her luscious ass, when she wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered in a sultry voice.
Stroke, stroke
“FDO... Didn’t you say last time that I was exactly your type?”
“Yes. I said you were my ideal type, Sergeant.”
She subtly rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her mound against my shaft as she brought up the past.
And as I answered her question, my hands naturally rested just above her hips.
Sometimes, in movies or other media, when a mentally exhausted married woman-or a drunk woman-seduces a man, the man hesitates and gently comforts her. But ever since I was assigned here, I’d been waiting for this kind of moment, so I didn’t hesitate for a second to help her indulge.
‘If I couldn’t take her up on this when she’s coming on to me, I’d be a real idiot...’
“Especially, I find voluptuous bodies like yours the sexiest.”
I deliberately contrasted her curvy body with the skinny physique of Kim Mansu’s affair partner, openly expressing my desire, and the vengeance in her eyes burned even brighter.
Her well-developed hips began to move even more sensually, her plump pussy lips rubbing lewdly against my shaft.
Her soft mound, covered by just a thin pair of panties.
The moisture and lewd female scent coming from there turned me on even more, and soon her slightly parted lips approached mine.
Smooch, kiss
Without a word, our lips met for our first kiss.
We started by gently exploring each other’s lips, then gradually intensified, eventually slipping our tongues into each other’s mouths.
Slurp, slurp, lick
As my tongue entered her mouth, I first tasted the subtle aftertaste of whiskey, but soon her hot, soft tongue wrapped around mine, imprinting her presence.
‘Wow... as expected from a married woman.’
Even though I thought I’d gotten pretty good at kissing after Seona noona, her technique completely overwhelmed mine, her tongue moving tirelessly, rubbing against mine without a moment’s rest.
She even sucked my tongue so hard at times, as if she wanted to pull it out by the root, that I could only marvel internally: “As expected from a married woman.”
Just from being sucked like that, my underwear was soaked with precum by the time the kiss finally slowed and her lips gently parted.
Smooch...
As a thin string of saliva stretched and broke between our lips, her eyes-previously closed during the kiss-opened.
I could still feel the vengeance in her gaze, but it had softened noticeably compared to before.
She stared at me without blinking and spoke.
“FDO... Are you really okay with this? With an older, soon-to-be-divorced woman?”
Although she’d come to me out of vengeance against her cheating husband (soon to be ex-husband Kim Mansu) and feminine instinct, I could still sense her hesitation.
She was asking if I was okay with this, but I could feel she was really asking herself, “Is this really okay?”
Her precious son’s biological father, her husband of over ten years, had cheated and was demanding a divorce.
Even as a third party, it was infuriating-how must she feel?
Understanding her unstable state of mind, I gently stroked her smooth back and spoke softly.
“Am I okay? I’m actually happy. I’ve wanted this kind of relationship since I first saw you, and even now, holding such an attractive woman in my arms, my heart feels like it’s going to burst.”
Even I felt embarrassed saying such cheesy lines, but as I pulled her tightly into my embrace, she pressed her large breasts against me and buried her face in the left side of my neck.
Soon, her body began to tremble, and I felt hot tears drip onto my left shoulder.
I just held her silently, stroking her shaking back.
About an hour after she burst into tears in my arms.
I was lying on my side on the bed, her face pressed to my chest.
Master Sergeant Go Suyeon, with one arm draped over my waist, was breathing softly as she slept.
With the alcohol and her recent emotional burden, she’d fallen asleep soon after I carried her to bed, crying a bit more before dozing off.
Seeing someone who was always so bright and cheerful cry made my heart ache, but at the same time, having the voluptuous MILF’s luscious body pressed against me kept my arousal from subsiding.
Proof of that, my cock kept swelling and softening, and the tip was slick with precum.
The sticky feeling of my wet underwear was a bit uncomfortable, but when it occasionally rubbed against her stomach, the slippery sensation was thrilling in a contradictory way.
As she lay in my arms, the supply sergeant stirred slightly.
“Mmm...”
Rustle, rustle
In the process, her black bra, which barely contained her huge breasts, shifted askew...
Then, as if the cup was a bit too small, part of her breast slipped out, revealing a stark contrast between the white flesh and a dark-colored “something.”
It wasn’t quite pink, but not quite light brown either-a “dark reddish” areola, nearly circular.
I hadn’t even gotten to see her areola during our previous oral encounter, so seeing it now, my cock sprang to full hardness in an instant.
‘They say even women with pink nipples get at least light brown after childbirth, but... still this color...’
Marveling at the fact that a married woman with an eight-year-old son still had a dark pinkish areola, I felt her shift again, apparently bothered by my cock poking her.
“Mmm...”
Slide, jiggle
This time, the breast that had been half-exposed finally spilled out of her bra.
With a size and firmness that looked like at least an H-cup, and a plump nipple in the middle, I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
Then, my hand, which had been stroking her back, moved forward and gently cupped her luscious breast.
Plop
The MILF’s breasts I’d only admired with my eyes were finally in my hand.
