38. A Modest Party (1)
After sending Yoo Soo-kyung—who I'd hired as both a whore and a spy—back to her own place, Catherine and I returned to the fourth floor. That's when I spotted something astonishing about Park Sang-hyuk, whose face was still flushed red.
Among the updated figures in the Betrayal Detection window, Park Sang-hyuk's number jumped out at me. It had held steady at 22% ever since we first met, but now it had plummeted to 15%... Looked like women were the Achilles' heel of this big, gruff old man.
'Come to think of it, he said it'd been just over four years since his wife passed away, right?'
Right after uncovering yet another leash to hold over Park Sang-hyuk, I informed the rest of the group that Yoo Soo-kyung had become the apartment's exclusive whore for the men. I also gave them free rein to loot Lee Chang-seop's and Yoo Soo-kyung's places to their hearts' content.
"...And since you all worked so hard, make sure to grab your arms full of daily necessities on your way out. Those houses don't have owners anymore anyway—take as much as you want."
All group members: -4~5%
Park Soo-hyun: 42% → 39%
Their faces lit up with delight, and each one's betrayal rating dropped by 4 to 5%. Even Park Soo-hyun, sitting at a high 42%, fell to 39%.
Seemed like they were reacting more to the "whore" part than the "looting." Like father, like son, as they say.
Maybe I'd get even more useful intel through Yoo Soo-kyung than I'd hoped...
A little later, while the others had already started ransacking 403, I called out to Park Sang-hyuk just as he was heading inside.
"Hold up—let's talk for a sec."
"Of course."
"We'll wrap up for today, but starting tomorrow, we're securing the rooftop first, then the other lines. Any issues?"
"We should check with the others, but I doubt it'll be a big problem."
"Then ask around, and let's meet on the eleventh floor at 3 p.m. to hash out tomorrow's plans."
"Got it."
Once Park Sang-hyuk and his crew finished their looting and picked up the remaining water as agreed, Catherine and I headed back home where Aunt Hye-yeon was waiting.
Her face stiffened for a moment at the sight of us splattered in human blood instead of zombie gore this time. But that passed quickly. She praised our hard work and laid out an early lunch of bulgogi and doenjang jjigae.
Only after we'd eaten did she ask about what went down below.
I laid it out for her—skipping the "education" (torture) part—that I'd handled Lee Chang-seop and given his mistress Yoo Soo-kyung a fitting punishment.
"What happened to that Lee Chang-seop guy?"
"...And finally, as for Yoo Soo-kyung, I made her the apartment's dedicated whore."
"Oh... I see. Everything worked out well, then."
Aunt Hye-yeon just nodded along even at the bit about Lee Chang-seop bleeding out from his severed wrists. She flinched a little at the end when I mentioned Yoo Soo-kyung becoming a whore, but soon a faint smile crossed her lips. She took my hand again, murmuring about what a good job I'd done.
From her soft, warm hand, I felt something enveloping me—like she had my back. A sense of unwavering support, no matter what I did. Like she'd always take my side.
After that early lunch, it was 11:30 a.m. With time to kill before the 3 p.m. meeting to plan tomorrow with Park Sang-hyuk, Catherine and I decided to rest at our respective places and rendezvous in the hallway at 2:40.
I took a quick shower, then sprawled out on the massive bed in the master bedroom for a long-overdue nap.
'Fluffy and jiggly—pure fucking bliss.'
No sooner had the thought hit me—how precious those post-discharge naps had been—than my mind grew hazy. My body melted into the bed. All thoughts ceased, leaving only quiet darkness.
Slurp... chu-slurp... chuup-chuup♡
My mind was so foggy I couldn't recall drifting off, but a sticky, scorching pleasure from my lower half yanked me awake.
Lewd breaths tickled my ear, mingled with crude sucking sounds.
I couldn't ignore that dizzying racket. My eyes fluttered open.
There, crouched between my legs, was Aunt Hye-yeon—her face the picture of bliss as she suckled my glans with sweet, wet smacks.
She handled my cock like a priceless treasure, her soft hands cradling the shaft while her saliva-slick tongue and lips tenderly scraped the sensitive glans mucosa.
My first wake-up blowjob from Aunt Hye-yeon—not a morning special, but a proper rise-and-grind felatio.
The next instant, my bleary eyes locked with hers, sparkling with affection and raw lust.
"Minwoo, you're awake?"
Spotting my open eyes, she carefully released my glans and flashed a sultry smile.
I smiled back and asked why she was sucking my dick. Her answer was adorably perfect.
"You came home exhausted from working since dawn. I was wondering what I could do for you... and saw this big boy all stiff and ready♡"
The classic "wake-up blowjob" fantasy every guy dreams of, wrapped in pure care and love...
Something uncontrollable exploded in my chest. I bolted upright, my hands cupping her cheeks.
My lips crashed onto her glistening ones.
Slurp... churrup... schluuup-smack-smack-smack♡
Just a week ago, her lips had been untouchable. Now, that soft, moist mucosa yielded to mine, parting eagerly as my tongue plunged in. She sucked it greedily.
And not just that—her fever-hot tongue pressed against mine, rubbing and twisting like it was the most natural thing in the world...
My cock throbbed like she was deepthroating it right then, bucking wildly in her grip.
Just as precum beaded at the tip of my drenched cockhead, her thumb swept the glans groove. Her right hand gently pushed my chest back.
She guided my hands to her plump, heaving tits, then pressed her crotch flush against my shaft with expert ease.
Her scorching, juice-dripping pussy swallowed my glans in one gulp.
Squelchhh♡
"Haaahng♡ Auntie’s servicing you to melt away that fatigue, so just lie back and take it, okay?♡"
She told me to stay put, then clenched her pussy walls around my cock in a loving squeeze♡.
My grip tightened on her tits in response, and her hips began rocking back and forth in earnest.
Lewd friction sounds echoed through the master bedroom.
Squelch... swish-swish-swish... schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick♡
Thanks to Aunt Hye-yeon's devoted fatigue-recovery service, my body felt worlds lighter. I was in peak condition—god-tier, even. Catherine and Park Sang-hyuk, on the other hand, still wore traces of exhaustion on their faces from the meeting.
They shot me puzzled looks at my even more vibrant energy compared to breakfast. But it didn't last.
This was business, after all. We dove straight into tomorrow's plans without chit-chat.
"Tomorrow, Catherine and I head up to the twentieth floor at 9 a.m. We'll meet there, clear the barricade on the rooftop stairs, and get to work."
"Sounds good. How many from our side, then...?"
"All of them, obviously—like today. Anyone hurt?"
"No, no—not at all."
I'd been ready to drag even the combat-weak aunties into it if needed, but here he was asking how many to bring? Park Sang-hyuk denied it, but something felt off—like trouble had brewed among them.
'They left all happy with loot and water—what the hell happened?'
Felt like intel from Yoo Soo-kyung would roll in any day now.
"Alright, rooftop clear is locked in like this. We'll discuss and decide future schedules on-site."
We pushed past Park Sang-hyuk's weird mid-meeting reaction and wrapped up after about ten more minutes. My basic plan, tweaked with input from him and Catherine, finalized the "rooftop clear op."
In the elevator heading back to the seventh floor after parting ways with Park Sang-hyuk, I made Catherine a little offer.
"Catherine, to celebrate fully locking down the apartment lines today—wanna do a light party tonight? Grab a drink together?"
"Party? Gud! Yes!"
Her eyes went wide at the word "party," and she accepted without a second thought.
She even hopped a little in excitement.
Hop... blooosh♡
The way her massive tits jiggled up and down as she landed on the elevator floor... dizzying.
My cock—still fresh from dumping a load deep in Aunt Hye-yeon's pussy just two hours ago—twitched and swelled.
I knew I shouldn't... but wait—why the hell not?
The MILF Collector wanted me to collect as many MILFs as possible from the start.
I could love Aunt Hye-yeon without abandoning her—and still scoop up every other MILF out there. Right?