Find the Stolen Son (4)
"What?"
I was so stunned I couldn't even speak. She knew I had been with Seongdae's mom. And the person who knew was Seongdae's own girlfriend — that was a genuine disaster.
This wasn't in the script...
"I'm right, aren't I?"
She pressed me for an answer. What could I possibly say to slip out of this? I had to think fast.
"Yeah... you're right."
Admit it for now and play along. Let's see how much Suyeon actually knew.
"How much did you see?"
She struck first. Right. She was just as terrified that their secret little business would get out. Wasn't that why she had come all the way here to find me?
This was my chance. If I wanted to protect the secret between me and Seongdae's mom, I had to push back here.
"I saw everything."
I met her eyes with a deliberately confident look. Beneath that haughty expression, a pair of clear, almost innocent eyes caught the light.
"Ah... I mean, how far did you see?"
She suddenly pulled a cigarette from her pocket. Those long, slender legs crossed beneath her tiny hot pants. She pinched the cigarette between her fingers and lit it.
"Hoo..."
White smoke curled from her red lips. It looked like a scene from a movie. Had I ever in my life watched a woman this beautiful take a drag? Through the neckline of her short tank top, the cleft of her breasts was plainly visible.
God, she was lethal... That former-idol body of hers was a hot body in every sense of the word. Walk down the street dressed like that and every head would turn. Looking at her, you had to wonder how she had ever failed in the entertainment industry.
"How much did you see?"
"Uh... Seongdae meeting someone?"
"So you saw everything."
"But... who was that?"
"Hoo... You don't need to know."
She shot me a look of pure arrogance. The expression on her face said I was never to ask that again.
She sat on the bench with the cigarette between her lips and crossed her legs. Something black flashed between those tiny hot pants. If that was her panties, I would have done anything to get my hands on them.
"What are you guys doing?"
I asked Suyeon again.
"Curious?"
"Yeah."
"So you and Seongdae's mom were following us?"
"Yeah..."
"I thought someone was trailing us."
"So you noticed."
Of course a girl that sharp would have caught our clumsy tail. She had known, and she had waited to confirm it.
"Obviously I noticed. So I waited outside the motel — but you two didn't come out for ages."
"Ah... that was..."
This was bad. That calculating woman had sat outside the motel waiting for us. The sheer persistence of hanging around for hours was terrifying.
"What were you doing?"
"Huh?"
"What were the two of you doing. In the motel room!"
She started pressing me. She wanted dirt on me and Seongdae's mom so we would never dig into her business again.
"We talked about what to do with Seongdae."
"Seongdae?"
"Yeah. His mom's been really worried."
"So. What's the conclusion?"
"She wants me to set up a meeting with you."
"I figured as much..."
She nodded like she had expected that all along. She crushed her half-smoked cigarette against the playground floor. When she bent her head forward, her pale breasts spilled into the open neckline of her tank top.
I had thought she was skinny like an idol, but her tits stood out. God... I wanted to grab those smooth, springy breasts in both hands.
Blood slowly gathered at my crotch.
"I'll think about that offer."
She said it like she was doing us a favor. Did that mean the meeting between Suyeon and her was as good as done? Had the woman I loved just completed her mission? Luck walking right up and handing itself over.
"But hey... did you two really just talk?"
"What?"
"You spent hours in a motel room and all you did was talk?"
"Of course!"
"Judging by Seongdae's mom's face, I don't think so..."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Her makeup was all gone, her hair wasn't even fully dry... She'd clearly taken a shower."
She asked with a suspicious look. No — that expression said she was already sure.
"Ah... it was hot, so she probably washed up."
"Really?"
"Yeah..."
She stared straight into my eyes. That haughty look of hers felt like it was boring a hole through my skull. I could feel my own pupils flickering.
"Pfft. Fine. Whatever."
Ah... this was bad. Suyeon didn't buy it. A girl that sharp was never going to miss a clumsy lie like that. But she only had suspicion, no proof, so she was backing off a step.
If I wanted to keep my relationship with the woman I loved, I had to be careful with Suyeon. I needed to get out of this situation right now.
"If we're done talking... can we just do this over text?"
"I'm not done talking."
She uncrossed her legs and stood up. That smooth cleavage filled my entire field of vision. The half-hard thing in my pants swelled a little tighter.
"W-what is it?"
"Work with me."
"What? Work?"
"I'm looking for people."
"....."
She was offering me a job? Did she want me to be her road manager or something?
"You like sex, don't you?"
"What?"
Hearing the word sex come out of her mouth was strangely erotic.
"You seem like the type who loves sex. You're always walking around school with a hard-on, aren't you?"
"Ah... that's..."
Of course Suyeon remembered that humiliating day. A faint smile slipped across her haughty face.
"If I let you have as much sex as you want... interested?"
"What?"
"Sex — and you even get paid for it?"
"What did you just say?"
My guess had been right. She was a pimp. She had been using Seongdae as her Seonsu, and now she was looking for more players.
Suyeon leaned in and started whispering against my ear. As she came close, I caught her sweet scent. My already half-hard cock twitched in response.
She laid out the business model simply. She would bring in the clients, the Seonsu would have sex with them and collect the money. The split was forty for Suyeon, sixty for the Seonsu.
The principle behind Suyeon's sex platform was simple. But I had no reason to take the offer.
"Ah... I don't think I can do that."
"Should I tell you to stay away from Seongdae's mom, then?"
Ah. You sly bitch. Suyeon had my weakness pinned exactly. I couldn't read a single thought in her head, but she could see straight through mine.
"Ah... that's..."
"And should I tell Seongdae the two of you were in a motel together? That'd be one hell of a scene."
"Hey...!"
"If you start working with me, I can help you too. And if you just say yes, everyone stays happy."
She said it in a calm voice, staring into my eyes. I was a rabbit in a trap, with no way out of her scheme.
Suyeon was right. If I just accepted her offer, every relationship I had right now could stay intact. I decided to buy myself some time to think.
"Give me some time to think..."
"Fine. You've got until this weekend."
"Okay... can I go now?"
"You're not going anywhere. There's something I need to do."
"I need to inspect my Seonsu."
"Inspect what?"
Seonsu? Had I already become one of Suyeon's Seonsu? She seemed certain I would take the offer. I had to get out of this somehow. But what exactly was she planning to check?
"Let me see yours."
"What?"
She slowly lowered her gaze to my crotch. My half-hard cock was making a tight outline through my pants.
"I said let me see your cock."
What? Had I just heard that right? I spent a long moment trying to process the words that had come out of her mouth.
"W-what? See what?"
"This!"
Her hand clamped down.
"Hhk... aagh!"
I screamed in shock. Still standing, she grabbed the cock tenting my pants. My thing, already standing up, was wrapped in her slender fingers. I could feel every bit of her touch through the fabric, pressed against my tightly risen cock.
"Aagh... you... w-what are you doing?"
I nearly fell over backward. A wicked little smile rose on the face of the woman gripping my cock.
"Wow... it's big... is this you getting hard?"
An empty playground. The person gripping my cock was Suyeon — a former idol, a stunning beauty. A dead cock would have stood at attention if her hand touched it. Mine, already stiff from the sight of her cleavage, was getting even harder.
"Hhk... w-what are you doing?"
I couldn't just stand there like this. She was standing there with my erect cock in her hand. If anyone saw us, it would have been a very strange, very filthy picture.
I pulled my hips back, trying to get free of her hand. But her fingers stayed wrapped around my cock, with no intention of letting go. A sly smile crept across that haughty face.
"Let go of that..."
"This might be bigger than Seongdae's."
"What?"
"I'm getting more and more curious..."
"Let go of it!"
"Let me see it for real."
"What?"
It happened so fast I couldn't even stop her. With one hand still on my cock, her other hand popped the hook on my pants. I froze at a situation I had never imagined.
Suyeon slowly drew the zipper down. My cock was already fully hard. The head was poking out of my underwear, twitching.