Chapter 18
Episode 18
"Ho-ho-ho-hong! Manager Jung. We'll be holding the Purple Cartel's inaugural meeting at the Lumiere LeBlanc annex. Make the necessary preparations."
"Understood!"
Her voluptuous chest jiggled as she laughed heartily.
Click.
Manager Jung bowed before closing the door behind her.
Rustle.
Wang Mi-yu stood up and turned her back. She opened a small ventilation window beside the panoramic glass.
The chilly night air rushed in.
Flick—
She placed a menthol cigarette between her lips and lit it.
Whoosh.
Tobacco smoke dispersed beyond the window as the neon lights of Cheongdam shimmered like waves.
'This time... I'll be able to enjoy it for a while.'
Lost in thought for a moment, she picked up her phone and dialed Jo A-young.
Ring-ring, ring-ring.
["H-Hello-hong?"]
Jo A-young's voice was unusually high-pitched.
"Hey, A-young. It's me, Mi-yu."
["Uhh... hng. M-Mi-yu? What's up-uh?"]
"You're... doing that right now, aren't you? Who's with you? Your son-in-law?"
Wang Mi-yu gulped.
["Ahh~ Ho-ho. H-How did you know-uh? I-It's the middle of the night. W-What are you doing-uh?"]
Her voice crackled through the phone, distorted by interference.
"I'm so jealous, Jo A-young! Living with a premium son-in-law like that—no wonder your skin's so firm!"
["Ho-ho... That's true~ Ahh~"]
[Thud, thud, thud, thud—]
The sound of vigorous fucking echoed through the call.
"By the way, your son-in-law—Park Yeong-jin! I just got his penis evaluation report. The numbers are insane. You get to taste that every day? I'm dying of envy. A-ju-wut!"
["Ahh~ S-So that's what it was. If the test was done properly, i-it must've turned out well~ Ho-ho-ho."]
"Alright! Sorry for calling while you're busy. I'll reach out later—have fun! Ho-ho-hong!"
[Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap—]
["Ahh~ Mi-yu-ah~ I'll call you later-hng... Hahh!"]
Beep—
The sounds of pounding and Jo A-young's moans faded as the call ended.
"Haaaah... Sigh... Whoooooooosh."
Wang Mi-yu took a deep breath, exhaling something between a sigh and cigarette smoke.
***
11 PM.
Beep, clack.
Her mother-in-law ended the call and placed her smartphone on the dining table.
["Hahh~ Yeong-jin-ssi~ The test results came back great!"]
"Ahh... That urology exam?"
I hesitated before continuing.
It wasn't exactly a normal urology exam—more like an unconventional one.
But looking back, it was... an interesting experience.
Thud, thud, thud, thud—
["Hng~ That urology professor... She's actually a member of the Purple Cartel. My friend, Im Shin-hye—she was the doctor."]
"Ahh, I see~ Come to think of it, she did ask about you."
Slap, slap, slap, slap—
I lifted one of her legs and kept thrusting from behind.
["Hahh~ Anyway... You'll see her again soon~ Ahh!"]
"Right! You've got good friends!"
Shifting my hands from her shoulders, I grabbed her breasts.
["Hah, hah~ So good~!"]
She clung tightly to the dining table.
Condensation formed on the tempered glass surface.
Smack, smack, smack, smack—
"Mother-in-law~ I'm cumming!"
["Hahhh~ Yeong-jin-ssi!"]
Splurt—Squelch—
The last remnants of cum from my balls were sucked straight into her pussy.
Slurp.
I pulled my cock out of her dripping hole.
Flop—
I laid her upper body onto the table, spread her legs, and shoved my fingers inside.
Drip—
When I pulled them out, a creamy mixture of her juices and my cum oozed out.
I scooped it up with my fingers and brought it to her mouth.
Slurp, smack, smack.
["Mmm~ Delicious~ Gasp... Cough."]
I shoved the head of my cock between her lips, still tasting the cream.
"Mother-in-law. Clean me up."
Squelch, squelch, squelch—
She obediently licked my shaft clean with her mouth-pussy.
["Gag... Cough... Hack!"]
After pulling out, I kissed her butterfly-like lips.
Slurp, smack, smack, peck.
["Hahh~ Yeong-jin-ssi~ I can't think straight~ Slurp, peck!"]
"Ahh~ Mother-in-law~ Peck, slurp!"
For a while, we stayed locked in a kiss, tongues entwined like unraveling thread.
Whoosh—
A cold breeze slipped through the slightly open living room window.
Snore... Snore...
The soft sound of Kim Mi-in's drunken snores filled the quiet space.
***
Beep—
"23:00 hours. Hunter Park Yeong-jin. Engaged in sexual intercourse with Kim Mi-in's mother in the kitchen. Early bedtime expected tonight."
Beep—
"Hng...!"
Black shuddered, stopping the fingers rubbing her clit just as Yeong-jin came.
Zip.
She hastily pulled up her panties and zipped her pants.
"Haaah... Disgraceful!"
It had been ten days already.
Lately, the mother-in-law and Kim Mi-young had been coming home early, depriving her of Yeong-jin's cock.
She knew she had a high sex drive, but ever since sleeping with him, the cravings had become unbearable—keeping her awake at night.
Beep, swipe, swipe—
She opened her phone and checked her messaging app.
Scrolling through her contacts, she saw that all her potential flings had blocked her.
'Just because I slept with them once... They blocked me?'
A wave of bitterness washed over her.
It infuriated her that her only outlet for release was an F-rank hunter like him—a notorious playboy.
But no other man could handle her.
And the memory of his burning rod was impossible to forget.
Trapped in this frustrating limbo, she had no choice but to rely on Park Yeong-jin's cock—for now, at least.
Thud, thud, thud—
She punched the poor tree trunk she was leaning against.
As Black's frustration piled up, the night grew deeper.
***
The next day.
Hunter Management Bureau, Investigation Intelligence Division.
"Ugh... I feel sluggish."
"Chief Kang, have this!"
Team Leader Cheon Seung-il handed Chief Kang Min-ho a caffeinated drink.
"Ah... And here's the backlog of Black's reports."
Thump.
Flip, flip.
Kang Min-ho skimmed through the documents.
"This guy's still at it! How does he fuck multiple times a day—every day?!"
"Hah! It's baffling. As a fellow man, I'm kinda jealous..."
Cheon Seung-il trailed off, shaking his head.
"Hey! You're still young, aren't you? Back in my day, I could go six rounds! Hahaha!"
"Wow, Chief. You were a beast. Sigh... I've been taking hair loss meds lately. Even when I meet my girlfriend, it's hard to satisfy her. Haha."
Cheon Seung-il sighed, rubbing his face.
"Ah, right! These days, young guys sacrifice their lower half just to keep their hair. You're exactly that case!"
"Yeah... It's not just me. Most of my friends are in the same boat. Once the lid flies off, you're out of the dating market entirely."
"That is a problem. Though, I'm not as strong as I used to be either. Gotta take supplements just to keep my wife happy. Hahaha."
Both men shook their heads.
A brief silence settled between them.
"Speaking of which, Chief... What if we studied Park Yeong-jin's traits?"
"Studied? We're already investigating him."
"No, I mean... If we could replicate his abilities—maybe commercialize them—think of how many men could benefit..."
"Hey, hey! We've got to draw the line somewhere. That's moral decay! Ugh!"
Kang Min-ho scolded him in irritation.
Cheon Seung-il lowered his head, unable to respond.
Still, Kang Min-ho understood.
At that age, every man dreamed of satisfying a woman to her heart's content.
"Ahem... Well. Is there even a way?"
"W-Well, nothing concrete yet. But if we could... push past moral boundaries. Like he does."
Kang Min-ho massaged his temples.
"Listen, Team Leader Cheon. I get what you're saying, but if we're caught, we're both fired. There's such a thing as professional decorum!"
"Chief Kang. What if we do it... discreetly?"
"Sigh... You..."
Kang Min-ho shook his head, changing the subject.
"Anyway. The Myeongdong 12 Princesses—no, the Purple Cartel. Any movement?"
Cheon Seung-il snapped back to attention.
"Ah—yes! We're monitoring their activities. Members who've been quiet are returning from abroad, regrouping for meetings!"
"Good. Keep focusing on Park Yeong-jin and the Purple Cartel. That's priority!"
He coughed awkwardly before adding,
"And... I'll think about your concerns. Ahem!"
Kang Min-ho patted Cheon Seung-il's shoulder.