The next evening, Tae was lounging in the living room, her legs bare, a tiny skirt barely covering her ass. She wore a crop top that clung to her big tits, nipples hard and poking through the thin fabric. She thought she was just waiting for Sehun to come home. What she didn’t expect was the sound of three deep voices following him in.

“Tae,” Sehun called softly, almost nervously. “Come here, baby.”

She walked out, hips swaying naturally, lips pink and pouty. And then she froze.

Three tall, broad-shouldered men were standing in her living room. All handsome, all Sehun’s age, their eyes widening the moment they saw her.

Sehun smiled awkwardly. “These are my colleagues—Jungkook, Yoongi, and Namjoon.”

Tae’s heart raced. The men’s gazes traveled down her body shamelessly—over her bare legs, the swell of her ass under the tiny skirt, the way her tits nearly spilled from her top. She could see the way their smirks spread, the way their cocks already stirred behind their pants.

“Holy fuck,” Jungkook muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair.

Yoongi chuckled low. “Damn, Sehun. You didn’t tell us your wife was… this.”

Joon licked his lips, eyes locking on Tae’s breasts. “Now I get it.”

Tae swallowed hard, heat rushing between her thighs. Her pussy clenched just from the way they were looking at her—like they already owned her.

Sehun cleared his throat, but his cheeks were red. “I, uh… told Tae about my kink. About wanting to see her with other men. She agreed. And… I want it to be you three.”

The words dropped heavy in the room. The three men exchanged smirks, their eyes flicking back to Tae.

Yoongi tilted his head, voice low and teasing. “So you want us to fuck your pretty wife while you watch?”

Sehun’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. “Yes. That’s what I want.”

Tae gasped, her thighs pressing together as her pussy throbbed. “Sehun…” she whispered, eyes wide.

He looked at her, his expression soft but hungry. “Only if you want it too, Tae. But I… I want them to move in for a week. So you don’t just get one night—you get them all.”

Her pussy clenched so hard she nearly moaned on the spot. Three men. All handsome. All staring at her like they wanted to devour her. Moving in. Filling her pussy, her mouth, her ass. Every hole claimed while her husband watched.

“You’re serious?” she whispered.

Jungkook smirked, stepping closer, eyes raking down her curves. “You look like you want it, sweetheart. I can already see your nipples poking through that top.”

Yoongi’s laugh was filthy. “Bet she’s dripping under that little skirt.”

Joon’s voice dropped, deep and commanding. “Tomorrow we’ll move in. And by the end of the week, this slutty little body of yours won’t be able to walk straight.”

Tae’s lips parted, a whimper catching in her throat. She turned to Sehun, trembling with arousal. “You… you really want them to live here? To fuck me in our bed? To fuck me Everywhere?”

Sehun’s cock was half-hard just from hearing it. He nodded. “Yes, Tae. I want you to be their slut. And I want to see every second of it.”

Her pink lips curved into the dirtiest smile. “Then tomorrow… I’ll be ready.”

The three men smirked at each other, hunger burning in their eyes. Tae’s pussy was already soaked, her body aching for what was coming.

Tomorrow, she wouldn’t just be Sehun’s wife. She’d be the house slut.