The front door clicked open precisely at midnight—Tae's stilettoes crunching over the discarded lube packet as Jungkook's palm smacked her ass hard enough to echo. "Welcome home, whore," he drawled, shoving her forward until her tits bounced against Jaeho's heaving chest. Tae's lips crashed onto her husband's before he could turn away—her tongue forcing its way past his teeth as Jungkook's fingers circled her clit through the slutty lace dress.

"J-Jaeho—" Tae gasped when Jungkook ripped the dress down the middle, exposing her jeweled nipple clamps to the living room's harsh light. "—we're staying the night." Her thigh hooked around Jaeho's waist instinctively, grinding her wetness against his belt buckle as Jungkook palmed her ass.