Kim Jennie woke up drenched in sweat. Her heart was racing and there was a burning sensation between her thighs. She then realized that she was aroused, terribly at that, and the feeling was clouding her mind.

It had been way too long since she last touched herself and now, she gets hot even when sleeping. There were two words that best described her now: sexually frustrated.

To make matters worse, she was married to a very attractive man and yet, she still wasn't getting any action. Her milkshake, as Jisoo kindly mentioned weeks prior, was indeed inferior.

Looking at her phone, she saw that it was already eight in the morning on a Saturday, a day when Yoongi tends to leave the penthouse before the sun is out because of his crazy schedule. She was all alone, had nothing better to do and needed release as soon as possible.

Eh, screw it.

Without a second thought, she hunched up her cotton nightgown and slid a hand into her lace panties. As expected, she was already wet.

Jennie slowly exhaled the breath she didn't know she was holding when a finger touched her throbbing clit, her juices making it easy for her to gently rub herself. Then, she put two fingers inside of her, her breath hitching at the pleasure that raked her body.

She closed her eyes and found herself imagining that it was Yoongi's long fingers that were inside of her in the moment. The thought made her even wetter.

Soft moans escaped her lips as the pleasure grew more intense. Just a little bit longer and she will come right then and there.

Just a little bit more...

A small movement in her peripheral vision startled Jennie. She gasped, her wide eyes zeroing on a particular black-haired mobster who was casually leaning against their bathroom door.

Jennie was horrified beyond belief. "Were you standing there the whole time?!" However, she was also extremely turned on with the way he was looking at her right now.

"Yes," he teased, "I was minding my own business in here then I catch you like this." A cocky grin graced his lips, "don't let me interrupt you."

She scowled at him, embarrassed. "I don't think so. Show's over."

Jennie laid there, unmoving, as her husband strolled to the bed like a predator stalking his prey. She gulped. The mobster stopped at the foot of the bed, took her hand, and licked her fingers clean. "Delicious."

Yoongi proceeded to take off her underwear, and she let him. Kneeling in front of her, his hand lightly pushed between her thighs and they fell open shamelessly. She was half-naked now and spread like a feast in front of him. She should feel shy, but weirdly, she didn't.

It was the perfect time to admit to herself that she badly wanted this, too. She wanted, no, needed him all over her. Kim Jennie craved every inch of Min Yoongi and that was that.

"Jen," he said in all seriousness now, "if you want me to stop, now's the right time to say it."

"Please don't," she found herself uttering in a small voice. The wait was killing her.

"Your wish is my command." Eyes glinting with mischief, he dived in and lowered his mouth to her folds. When Jennie felt his warm tongue on her clit, she was a goner.

Yoongi switched from licking her up and down, and sucking her clit softly in the process, leaving her a trembling mess on their bed. He even slid a finger into her and made her moan in ecstasy.

And he did all of that without breaking eye contact with her. It was such a seductive moment, one designed to make her want more and more...

Finally, her much-needed orgasm exploded through her. Yoongi held her gaze as she fell apart from every pulse of pleasure. She simply couldn't look away.

With one last flick of his tongue, her husband stopped and get up from his previous position. His lips were glistening with her juices, "you're my new favorite breakfast, Jen."

That sentence alone made her want him so much.

Out of the blue, his phone started ringing. Looking at the screen, they both saw that it was Namjoon calling, making Yoongi answer it immediately. Mob business was her husband's top priority as per usual.

Jennie could faintly hear the tall mobster relaying information from the other line while Yoongi hummed in agreement every now and then. "Send Hoseok in," he said before Namjoon started talking again.

"Fuck," he heaved an annoyed sigh, "I'll be there in thirty minutes." He ended the call with a frustrated stare directed at her. Her disappointment with this turn of events must have had shown in her face.

"I apologize, Jen, but I have to go. I don't want to start anything I can't finish right now." He cupped her face with a gentle hand and she absentmindedly leaned into his touch. "But know that this ain't over, I'll go home to you early tonight," he promised before eventually disappearing into the bathroom.

Did he just schedule our consummation tonight? Her eyes widened in disbelief. What a Min Yoongi thing to do! But, truth be told, the thought of it brought her waves of excitement.

If that was the case, she will pull a Kim Jennie on him, too. She had decided to recruit the help of her reliable cousin in the plans brewing inside her head. "Unnie, I have an emergency."

"God, it's only 09:00 AM on a weekend." Jisoo groaned upon picking up her call, "this better be good, Jennie Kim!"

"It is," she whispered, "let's go lingerie shopping today."

"Fucking finally! The drought is over! Praise Satan! Pick me up in an hour."

•••

After a successful lingerie shopping and late lunch, the two older girls found themselves inside an exotic spa destination the older girl was meaning to visit for quite some time now.

Upon arrival, Jisoo bullied Jennie into getting the Natural Aphrodisiac Spa Bath with her, a must-try treatment to make anyone sexually enticing.

After a hair and body wash using authentic oils imported from the Middle East, they were brought to a private steam room where they can relax, detoxify and rejuvenate.

"It's a blessing in disguise that Lisa bear and Chaeng are busy today," the younger girl sighed, "we definitely needed some R-18 bonding time." Currently, the two younger girls were moving into their new apartment near their university.

"Speaking of R-18... tell me, how's your head?"

Jennie groaned in embarrassment, "you know I've never given head!"

The eldest snickered, "ah, you're practically a virgin again. You have a lot to learn, Jen. Be thankful that you have a cousin like me to teach you my ways."

She rolled her eyes at that, "teach away then, the Great Jisoo Kim."

"The key to a mind-blowing blowjob is to lick it like how you would an ice cream, it—"

"Nope, nope, nope," Jennie shook her head, "I've changed my mind. Just send me links on how to do it properly and I'll read them later."

"Alright," Jisoo smirked, "whatever floats your boat. But remember, practice makes perfect, my sweet summer child."

•••

Jennie checked the time on her smartphone again. It was nearing seven-thirty in the evening and the wait for her husband to arrive home was nerve-wracking. She actually thought that she may explode with all the giddiness and nervous energy that was bubbling inside of her.

She wore a simple yellow dress, the big surprise though was the crimson red Victoria's Secret two-piece lingerie she was also wearing underneath.

To make their night extra special, she also prepared dinner for the two of them with red wine and all. She just needed a certain future mob boss to make an appearance.

Twenty minutes later and still no word from Yoongi, she finally decided to send him a text message.

Jennie:
what time r u getting home?
i've cooked dinner for us

Yoongi:
I'm sorry, Jennie.
I can't go home tonight.

Jennie was seeing red due to her husband's reply. He didn't even bother explaining to her why he couldn't go home at all. Worse, couldn't he call her instead of sending that half-assed apology via text?

She was seething in fury at Min Yoongi's rudeness to the point that she wanted to hurl her phone to the wall. In the end, she gave her cousin a call again.

"Unnie!" She cried when the purple-haired beauty finally answered, "I'm going to murder someone tonight. Please help me hide the body."

Jisoo's exasperated sigh could be heard from the other end, "Yoongi stood you up, didn't he?"

"I'm going to be a widow at 21!"

"Hmmm... no need for violence, Jen. You can easily rectify this."

"How?" Jennie didn't trust the teasing tone of her older cousin. Whatever her idea was, it was sure to embarrass her one way or another.

"Send him naughty pictures and he'll come running around, trust me." Jisoo laughed.

"Nude pics? That's your great idea?!"

"Don't knock it till you try it, honey. You'll thank me later." Then, the demoness hung up on her.

Sitting alone on their bed, she contemplated Jisoo's suggestion to the brink of insanity. She was definitely crazy to even give the suggestion a second thought.

Then, she pondered over every little thing she did for Yoongi the whole day and, in all honesty, she didn't want any of it to go to waste.

Men are easily manipulated, Kim Jisoo would always tell them, and maybe it was time for her to put this to the test.

She slowly took off the cute dress and took a photo of herself in the sexy lingerie under perfect lighting. With a deep breath and a whole lot of boldness, she sent the picture to Min Yoongi with a squeal.

Jennie:
r u sure?
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Yoongi:
Be home soon.

End of Chapter 13

Author's Note:

I didn't know writing smuts could be so draining. 🙊🙊 Votes and comments are very much appreciated.

Love,
Alaska