Please Stand In for Chaehui Just Once
It was only after stepping inside Jo Jinsu’s officetel that Mother suddenly snapped back to her senses. She had just walked into a single man’s home. This was something a woman must never do… But she had no choice. If it was for her daughter…
“Have a seat,” Jo Jinsu said, gesturing toward the sofa. Mother sat down demurely. She kept her knees pressed tightly together, angled slightly to one side, both hands resting modestly on her lap where the hem of her skirt ended.
Jo Jinsu dropped heavily onto the cushion right beside her. Mother flinched and scooted away. To him, even that small movement looked unbearably sexy. Only now was Mother beginning to feel the full weight of being alone with a man in his private space. What’s more, he stood 188 centimeters tall with the lean, sculpted body of a model and a strikingly handsome face… To be alone with such a man in his own home… She told herself she had to finish this quickly and leave.
“Since I’m here… please delete the video…”
“Oh, that? I told you I’d let you confirm it first before I delete it, didn’t I? Want to watch it together?”
“No….” Mother looked up at Jo Jinsu’s face in alarm, then quickly lowered her gaze again. “I don’t need to watch it. Just delete it, please…”
“What’s this? That’s not what you said before. I clearly told you to come here, check it with your own eyes, and then I’d delete it.”
Mother thought for a brief moment. Did she truly have to watch it…? Her own daughter’s sex video with this man… She couldn’t possibly do that.
“If you’re not going to watch…” Jo Jinsu slid closer. Mother shifted sideways again. Jin Juhui had now reached the very edge of the sofa.
“Then agree to one condition instead. Do that and I’ll delete it.”
Mother felt a flicker of relief. “V-very well… tell me what it is…”
Jo Jinsu knew he had her. This woman could no longer escape.
“Honestly, I don’t particularly enjoy fucking a girl who already has a boyfriend.”
“No… I… the wording…”
“Huh? What… fucking her? Then what should I call it? Should I say they banged? That I pounded her? Or just… had sex? Which sounds best to you? Tell me. I’ll use whichever term you prefer.”
“Ah… no… just…”
Jo Jinsu turned to look at Mother’s face from the side. Her cheeks had flushed crimson.
“Anyway… continuing what I was saying.”
Jo Jinsu kept inching his hips closer little by little. Mother had nowhere left to retreat; she sat with both hands on her skirt, head bowed, listening to him. One more shift and their hips would touch.
“Fucking a girl like Chaehui who has a boyfriend isn’t really my style… but Chaehui was too delicious. Her tits are huge and her ass is perfect.”
Mother felt dizzy. Did she really have to listen to such vulgarities…?
“Out of all the girls I’ve fucked, Chaehui had the best pussy by far.”
Mother could bear it no longer. She turned to glare at Jo Jinsu. He met her angry gaze and kept talking.
“I’m in my twenties, so my dick gets rock hard like this every single day anyway.” As he spoke, he tapped at the prominent bulge in his pants. Mother’s glare followed his hand before she realized what she was staring at and jerked her head away in shock.
“When a sexy girl like Chaehui comes over, how am I supposed to stop myself from fucking her? With my cock this hard… what would you do?”
Mother’s mind had already collapsed. Jo Jinsu saw it clearly and drove the point home.
“Mother, please service me once. Then I won’t touch Chaehui again.”
“…………What… did you just… say…!”
“Why are you pretending you didn’t hear? I’m telling you I only fuck Chaehui because my dick gets hard for her. So you take care of my dick so it doesn’t get hard for her. Then I won’t fuck her.”
“How… how can you say such a thing…”
Jo Jinsu shot to his feet. He sat down at the dining table, opened the laptop that lay on it, and powered it on.
“Fine. Fuck it, I’ll just upload Chaehui’s video right now. This bitch—I even included her full name, school, and phone number from the start.”
“No… wait…!”
Mother leapt up and rushed to the table. She reached desperately for the laptop. Jo Jinsu caught her wrist, yanked her forward, and pulled her down onto his lap. She landed heavily, seated atop him while both of them faced the screen.
“Ah!! Let go…! Let me go!”
Mother’s buttocks were pressed directly over Jo Jinsu’s cock. She could feel the rigid hardness pushing against her. Both her hands were trapped in his grip.
“Choose,” he whispered into her ear from behind. The ticklish breath made Mother shrink her neck and frown.
“Either service me once, or go home,” he said, releasing her hands. Yet Mother remained seated on his hard cock. There was no way out…
Mother Jin Juhui was exactly like her daughter Yun Chaehui. Or perhaps it was the other way around—the wife took after the mother. She was the kind of woman who listened to others’ requests and willingly sacrificed herself for someone else’s sake. For her daughter… Jin Juhui was a woman who could do anything.
“You’ve made your decision. You’ll service me once, correct?”
“...........”
“I don’t like forcing anyone. Answer me clearly. No going back on your word later.”
“......... I understand….”
“You’re saying you’ll do it? Say it properly.”
“…I’ll do it….”
“You’ll let me fuck you? You’ll let me have you once in Chaehui’s place?”
“Please… I already said yes… so stop… saying those things….”
Even Jo Jinsu was inwardly stunned. This easy? The veteran playboy actually hesitated for a second, wondering how he should take her. He had planned to force her if she resisted and film the whole thing, but her surrender was so complete it left him momentarily off balance.
“Stand up.”
Mother rose, pushing off his cock with her buttocks. She stood at rigid attention, head turned away, staring at nothing. Jo Jinsu took her by both arms and turned her to face him. She wore a modest two-piece suit and black stockings. She looked every bit the proper married woman, yet her chest seemed surprisingly full. As a working model, he could tell at a glance.
“What should I call you…? What’s your name?”
“Pardon? What did you…?”
“I asked for your name. You’re spreading your legs for me in place of Chaehui. Then you should act like my girlfriend. I don’t enjoy forcing it. Tell me your name. I need to call you by name while I fuck you.”
Mother was speechless. Spreading her legs… fucking her… These were words she had never heard in all her life.
“Your name?”
“Jin Juhui…”
“Oh… that’s a sexy name too.”
And it wasn’t just the name. Looking at her now with the intent to fuck her, he realized she wasn’t merely prim and proper. Her face brimmed with sensuality. Those flushed cheeks suggested a woman with a hidden lewd side. Though she stood only 165 centimeters, her small face and proportions gave her the body of a model.
“Juhui. Or when I’m inside you, should I call you intimately—Juhui-ya?” Then he reconsidered. “No. There is an age gap… I’ll call you Ms. Juhui.”
Mother was stunned. Tears stung her eyes.
“No… how can you…”
She covered her mouth with her hand. Jo Jinsu frowned.
“Ah, fuck…”
His curse startled her. She shrank back in fear.
“If you’re not going to spread for me like a proper girlfriend, then leave. I need to be horny to fuck you.”
Mother became a meek lamb once more. After watching her reaction, Jo Jinsu warned, “From now on, if you don’t obey me, everything is canceled. I’ll upload the video of me fucking Chaehui immediately.” His hand moved toward the laptop.
Mother’s mind cleared again. “I understand… I’ll listen carefully…”
She stood before him. Jo Jinsu rose and faced her directly. He cupped her face with both hands. Mother flinched and turned her head away.
“Ah, really…”
“I’m sorry…” she whispered, returning her face to his. They truly were self-sacrificing, obedient women… Like mother, like daughter…
Jo Jinsu pressed his lips to hers.
“……!”
It was the first time since her husband. The first time another man’s lips had touched her own… She clamped her mouth shut and frowned. He wished she would open for him, but Jo Jinsu decided to be patient for now. He would open her soon enough… Smiling, he kissed her several times with loud, wet smacks, then slid his tongue across her tightly closed lips.
“……..!”
This was completely new to her. Yet the stronger thought in Mother’s mind was that she must not move carelessly and anger him. She endured the touch of his tongue on her lips. Jo Jinsu kept his mouth sealed to hers, licking and probing, while his hands stripped off her jacket.
“Haa…..”
It was impossible to breathe with her lips pressed together. The moment she parted them for air, Jo Jinsu’s tongue thrust deep into Jin Juhui’s mouth.
“Hup!!”
His tongue invaded the warm interior, thrashing wildly. It licked her teeth, gums, and soft tongue, until their mixed saliva began to trickle from the corners of her mouth.
“Uh… uhh… uh…”
Goosebumps erupted across Mother’s entire body. Such caresses were utterly foreign to her. The rough, invasive kiss… Jo Jinsu’s hands had already removed her jacket and were now unbuttoning her modest white blouse. Mother’s hand rose in protest, then fell again. She must not resist… For her daughter…
“Mmm… haa… chuuup…”
She could not keep her mouth open forever. When she closed it to swallow, her tongue moved naturally. It was only a reflex to breathe, but to Jo Jinsu it felt as though she were responding, sucking on his tongue in return.
His hands soon finished unbuttoning the blouse. He tugged the hem free from her skirt.
“No!”
“Aigoo… shit…”
When Jo Jinsu cupped and squeezed both breasts over her bra, Mother was so shocked she covered them with her hands. But one sharp glare from him made her drop her arms in defeat. Jo Jinsu kneaded her breasts freely. Just as he had suspected, Mother Jin Juhui’s breasts were firm C-cups. They were so plump and springy one could believe she was still in her twenties… The continuous deep kissing combined with the relentless groping of her breasts… Mother’s body slowly began to respond with arousal. This kind of kiss… this kind of touch… How long had it been? No… it was the first time.
Jo Jinsu’s hands moved behind her and unhooked her bra. Mother closed her eyes in despair. Tears slid down her cheeks. Her breasts were freed. And for the first time, a man other than her husband was touching them.