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🕑 Added 2025-04-19 23:56:03 +0000 UTCEP.97 Always Green Enter 4
Kim Han-seok, Park Sora’s husband, is considered to have very high standards for his looks. He is also quite persistent once he sets his mind on something, which is how he managed to marry Park Sora after relentless pursuit.
Of course, the biggest reason this was possible is that he managed to coax the inexperienced Park Sora into bed. Naive Park Sora acted as if she was already his wife, and after getting pregnant, she became even more devoted.
However, it didn’t take long for their relationship to grow distant. Since he was initially attracted to Park Sora for her looks, seeing her age and change after pregnancy quickly killed his sexual desire.
Right around then, a younger woman appeared to replace Park Sora, so Kim Han-seok having an affair was inevitable.
“Honey, when are you going to divorce? Every time I sleep with you, I feel guilty.”
“Huh? Divorce…? I’ll do it soon.”
Kim Han-seok replied to his mistress’s question. Of course, he had no intention of divorcing. He made good money, had decent social standing, and Park Sora was perfect to keep as a trophy wife.
Sometimes, when he met friends for drinks, they’d look at him with envy, and he found that thrilling.
In Kim Han-seok’s mind, Park Sora had long since been reduced to just that.
‘These days, she keeps clinging to me, which is annoying.’
Even though her looks hadn’t completely faded with age, he only occasionally felt aroused.
‘I’m not going to waste my stamina on an old lady like that.’
Kim Han-seok glanced at the young woman lying next to him, stroking his belly.
‘How could I have sex with a woman in her thirties when I have a young girl like this?’
By looks alone, Park Sora was superior in every way, but he preferred a woman in her twenties with youthful, firm skin.
“You always talk a good game. You said the same thing last time…”
At his reply, the mistress grumbled. Sensing her dissatisfaction, Kim Han-seok soothed her. There was still an hour left before their motel time was up, so he planned to have her again.
“I’m serious! Look, I haven’t slept with my wife in over seven years. You know, a man can lie with his mouth, but not with his dick, right? The fact that I get hard for you and not for her proves I love you more.”
He pointed to his slowly hardening penis. Compared to someone else’s, it was less than half the size, but the mistress smiled in satisfaction.
“Am I prettier than your wife?”
“Of course. How could I compare you to an old lady like her?”
“Hmph… You’re such a liar, you don’t even bother to wet your lips first.”
She laughed playfully, grabbing his belly. Despite her words, she was satisfied. The dopamine rush of having “stolen” the great Park Sora’s man was intoxicating.
The two began having sex again. Meanwhile, the mistress started devising a nasty, disrespectful plan in her head.
‘What will that old lady say if she finds out?’
A little late in the evening. After her heated argument with Jihan, Park Sora’s head was still hot.
“Seriously. They say people behave as they look. Does he have a dick instead of a brain in his head?”
Surely, it must be filled with semen instead of cerebrospinal fluid.
For Park Sora, who believed in being devoted to her family, this was incomprehensible.
“What? Han-seok is cheating? No way.”
He’s curt with her, but he’s a loving father to their only daughter. She couldn’t imagine her husband doing anything bad to their child.
Beep! Beep-beep-beep! Beep-beep.
She entered the house after punching in the door code. By now, her husband and daughter should be watching TV together on the sofa, but the house was unusually quiet.
“Mom! You’re home?”
Thinking everyone was asleep, her daughter came running out of her room in pajamas to greet her.
“Hanna! Oh, my baby. Did you have a good day at kindergarten?”
“Yeah! I got a perfect score on my spelling test today!”
“Really? That’s great, my daughter! Who did you get your smarts from?”
“Hehe, am I smart?”
“Of course! Here’s a present for my smart girl.”
Park Sora handed over the box of fried chicken she was carrying. She usually didn’t let her daughter snack without a special reason, but sometimes she just wanted to do this.
Since her daughter loved chicken so much, she expected her to grab the box and devour it in no time. Park Sora hadn’t eaten yet either, so she planned to eat with her. But
“Hehe, I’m not hungry today! Mom, you eat a lot!”
“Huh? You’re not hungry?”
It was almost 9 p.m.
“Hanna, did you eat dinner late today?”
“Yeah. I had barbecue with Dad and some lady! It was really good!”
“…Who was the lady?”
“Um… I don’t know!”
Park Sora frowned slightly. Why would a stay-at-home dad know a woman?
Of course, it was possible. Social life and relationships don’t always go together. She didn’t want to be a suspicious wife.
“She was someone I’d never seen before, but she seemed really close to Dad! They fed each other lettuce wraps.”
Hearing that, what flashed through her mind was:
Maybe your husband is cheating on you.
That’s what Jihan had said earlier that day.
Even so, Park Sora shook her head. She loved her family, so she believed her husband did too.
“Really? She must’ve been a friend of Dad’s. So, where is Dad?”
“He went to take the lady home.”
“When did he leave?”
Hanna counted on her fingers and replied.
“Seven o’clock!”
“It’s almost two hours now…”
Park Sora couldn’t help but feel her suspicions growing, but she forced a smile for her daughter.
“Dad must be busy. Hanna, should you go to bed now? You have kindergarten tomorrow.”
“Mm… but I want to play more.”
“Come on, let’s sleep together for the first time in a while.”
“Really? Okay! I’ll go wash my hands and feet!”
Pat-pat-pat-pat!
With that, Hanna ran off cutely. When she entered her room, she muttered in surprise.
“Oh no! I was supposed to keep it a secret that I ate with that lady!… What do I do?”
She fretted for a moment, then was soon distracted by the doll on her bed.
Park Sora watched her daughter’s back fondly.
About an hour and a half passed. Hanna, who’d wanted to play more, fell asleep quickly in her mother’s arms as Park Sora sang her a lullaby.
After stroking her beloved daughter’s hair and kissing her forehead, Park Sora sat in the dark living room, chewing on cold chicken.
As she sat there, she heard noise at the front door, and soon her husband came in.
“Han-seok, you’re home?”
Kim Han-seok, taking off his shoes, looked up. There was his wife, eating chicken in the dark.
‘No wonder she’s getting fat.’
He frowned. Even her large breasts and nice hips, far above the Korean average, looked ugly to a man who’d lost interest.
“Yeah. Where’s Hanna?”
“She’s asleep. But… you’re late.”
“Yeah, I met a friend.”
Their conversation was cold, even for a married couple.
Without even bothering to make excuses or say sorry, he stripped off his clothes and headed straight to his room.
“Sigh…”
Park Sora sighed softly and wiped her fingers with a tissue. She picked up the clothes lying on the floor like snake skin and took them to the washing machine.
Then
“Huh?”
On the collar of a plain white shirt, there was a strange mark.
She thought maybe he’d spilled stew while eating meat, but when she looked closely
“…What is this?”
No matter how she looked at it, right side up or upside down, it was clearly a woman’s lipstick mark.
Jihan had been right.
“Hello, CEO.”
“……”
Once again, I went to Always Green Enter for work. Before entering my office, I ran into Park Sora, who had left yesterday in a furious state.
She hesitated for a moment, then just nodded slightly and went into her own office.
I went to my office too. Today, I came to work alone, without Francesca.
By now, I could do the work myself, and I had other “semen toilets” to replace Francesca, so she had gone with my mother.
My sisters, who had followed my mother everywhere without a day off to fill Francesca’s absence, looked much happier.
I checked the checklist Francesca had prepared and got up from my seat.
Knock, knock.
Mr. Jihan.
“CEO?”
Park Sora’s voice came from outside.
“You can come in.”
No, it’s fine. Actually, the shower in the Flower practice room is broken. Could you fix that?”
Click-clack! Her high heels faded away beyond the door.
I stood up right away. My destination was clear: the practice room.
I picked up the toolbox in the room and walked lightly to the practice room, located where few people passed by.
Knock, knock!
“Um, it’s Jihan. I heard the shower is broken.”
Oh my! You came quickly? Just a moment!
After a short wait, the door opened, and Rose was standing there.
She looked me up and down with dreamy eyes.
“Our Jihan… still so handsome today?”
“Haha, thank you. Rose noona, you’re beautiful too.”
“Really? How beautiful?”
She leaned her body toward me.
I quickly glanced around the practice room. There was no one but Rose.
I felt the softness of her breast pressing against my abdomen and blushed innocently.
“When I see noona… well, that… that place gets weird.”
“Huh? What place?”
Rose’s hand slid from my chest down to my abdomen and then to my crotch.
Her palm traced the outline of my penis over my clothes.
“Ugh! Th-that place.”
“Noona doesn’t know… Where could that be?”
Rose spoke playfully, completely fooled by my act.
“I’m just shy…”
After being toyed with naked by three idols yesterday, it’s funny to say the word “penis” makes me shy.
But seeing me act that way made Rose like me even more.
A naive, kind, obedient, incredibly handsome, and well-endowed younger guy.
A younger guy who seemed like he’d never tell anyone, no matter what she did.
That’s exactly how Rose saw me.
