A Virtuous Wife's Transgression (1)
"What... me?"
She stared at me with wide, round eyes, stunned by the sheer audacity of what I'd just proposed.
"Yes. If Seongdae met you in person, it would hit him pretty hard. And Suyeon wouldn't know a thing about it...."
"Even so....."
She hesitated, thrown by a plan she hadn't seen coming. If Seongdae came face to face with her, that would be the most effective approach by far. Of course, nobody could predict how things between the two of them might change after that.
She seemed to be picturing his reaction herself. Seongdae in nothing but a white bathrobe, meeting her eyes across a motel room..... It was a rather lewd, thrilling image — but nobody could guess what kind of fallout it might unleash.
"I can't..... I just can't do it."
After wrestling with it for a while, she finally turned me down.
"No matter how I look at it, going there myself is too much. If Suyeon happens to be around, she could find out before I even get to see Seongdae."
She was right. She was turning the plan over with a cool, clear head. If Suyeon caught wind of our scheme to pull Seongdae out, that would be the worst-case scenario imaginable.
"Hah.... Then what other options do we have?"
I didn't have any good ideas either. No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn't come up with a way to drag Seongdae out of that pit without Suyeon finding out. The cards she held were powerful enough to blow all of us sky-high.
"What if someone else went.....?"
Her troubled expression suddenly lit up, her eyes gleaming.
"Someone else? You mean you, Dongho?"
"No. If I showed up, it wouldn't do a damn bit of good."
If I appeared in front of him, I could get beaten to death right there in that motel room.
"Then....?"
"Who else is there....."
Pulling Seongdae out required someone who checked every box. First, a complete stranger to both Suyeon and Seongdae. Second, preferably someone who knew nothing about my relationship with her. Third, someone with the ability — or at least the will — to talk him around. All three conditions had to line up just to attempt even the bare minimum of a plan. If even one of them was off, we'd light up on Suyeon's radar, and the truth about the two of us would come spilling out.
That was when a woman surfaced in my mind. A complete stranger to Suyeon and Seongdae. Someone who knew nothing about my relationship with her. And someone who actually had the ability to pull Seongdae out of there.....
I thought back to my first seonsu debut — my first paid escort gig. My first client. The woman who had taken every last drop of my cum.....
I could still hear Suyeon's voice, whispering low against my ear. She's a schoolteacher, apparently. There was only one person who could satisfy all three conditions. Her, and her alone.
"There's someone I have in mind..... I think I can talk to her about it."
"Really?"
Her eyes lit up again. That innocent look of hers always lit a fire under me.
"Yeah..... I can at least try talking to her. No guarantees it'll work."
"Hmm.... Who is it?"
"A schoolteacher....."
"What? A teacher? If word about Seongdae got out at school....."
"No, not from our school. She's someone who might actually do me a favor."
That was right. This schoolteacher was someone who would listen to my request — because I was her affair partner, the man at the center of her secret. I didn't want to lean on a woman I'd only been involved with as a business arrangement..... but if I wanted to keep from disappointing the woman I loved sitting right in front of me, I didn't have much of a choice.
"I'll go see her. It'll be fine."
She lowered her head, lost in thought for a moment. The fact that this person was a schoolteacher seemed to be weighing on her.
"There's no other way, is there?......"
She asked me in a cautious voice.
"There isn't. And.... this might be our last chance. If we wait any longer, there's no telling what kind of fallout Seongdae's situation could cause."
She listened in silence, but she seemed to accept most of what I was saying. A tail that's too long is bound to get stepped on. Seongdae and Suyeon's secret business arrangement could come to light at any moment — it wouldn't even be surprising.
"I'll go see her. Just trust me and wait."
Where that courage came from, I couldn't say. Looking at her downcast face, I felt a pang of pity I couldn't help. The woman I loved was eating herself alive over that good-for-nothing son of hers.
"Okay..... I'll trust you, Dongho."
The image of that schoolteacher came back to me. A woman who hid a lush, curving body beneath baggy clothes. Stripped naked, her figure was the kind you'd see in Western porn — voluptuous was the only word for it.
If Suyeon hadn't told me she was a teacher, I never would have guessed. She'd rolled those big hips in time with every stroke of my cock. In front of me, she'd been nothing but a succubus, devouring the pleasure right in front of her eyes.
But..... aside from the fact that she was a schoolteacher, I had zero information on her..... How was I supposed to find her?
That was the nature of this kind of discreet business — you couldn't confirm a single thing about each other. I'd booked her through Suyeon, so I couldn't exactly ask Suyeon for her details.
"Can I get your number....."
Ah. Her number!
It hit me — she'd asked for my number before leaving the room. Of course, she hadn't contacted me even once since then, so I still didn't have hers.
I hurriedly opened KakaoTalk and searched the list of people who'd added me. I hadn't saved anyone, but the profiles of people who'd saved me popped up. Heart pounding, I slowly scrolled down.
Please.... please let her be here.....
Huh?
There she was.
A brightly smiling woman in the profile photo. It was definitely her — the woman I'd had sex with. Her name was Seo Mikyeong.
Her profile picture was a photo with students in school uniforms. It looked like a picture she'd taken with the kids in her homeroom class. She was a completely different person from the woman who'd shoved her pale ass back against me and moaned around my cock.
I slowly swiped through her profile pictures. Most of them were photos taken at school. Her in baggy slacks and a blouse. Her standing at the podium in a long skirt that fell to her knees. She looked every inch the picture of a respectable married woman.
"Huh?"
One photo suddenly caught my eye. A man and a child stood beside her.
Her husband and son..... I wondered what circumstances had driven her to have sex with me while she had them waiting at home. But there was something more important right now.
"Hoo......"
I was tense, not knowing what kind of consequences this might bring. I didn't know the rules for sure, but if Suyeon caught me texting or contacting a client directly, I'd already be a dead man.
I carefully tapped her profile and sent a chat request.
A KakaoTalk notification chimed almost immediately. Seo Mikyeong.
What was I supposed to say..... Someone else might see these messages. I had to avoid anything too direct.
I wracked my brain and sent a code only she and I would understand. Five stars..... the rating she'd given me.
For a while after that, there was no reply. I opened the chat window to check if she'd read my message. The unread mark was gone. That meant she'd definitely seen it — and she probably had a pretty good idea who I was.
Is she avoiding me.....
My mind went blank. I hadn't planned for the possibility that she'd dodge my messages. If I pushed her any harder, she might report me — or worse, word of my contact might reach Suyeon's ears.
I waited for her reply with my stomach in knots. Then my phone started buzzing in my hand. An unknown number.
Bzzz-bzzz. Bzzz-bzzz.
"Hello....."
I answered in a cautious voice, for no particular reason. The person on the other end said nothing. A heavy silence hung on the line.
"Who is this?"
Still nothing. It occurred to me that the person on this call might be the woman I'd been waiting for. If it was her, was she calling to confirm it was really me? Might as well go for it.
"Um..... it's you, right? Do you remember me? I'm sorry for contacting you out of the blue, but.... there's something I really need to tell you. I have a favor to ask. If it's you, please just answer me."
She didn't answer. But my gut told me it was definitely her.
"Please...... It's not a weird request or anything unreasonable. This is something that could save a family."
"......Uh."
A woman's voice came through the receiver. Had the part about saving a family gotten through to her? She let out a hesitant breath, like she was still deciding.
"What.... is this about?"
It was her. That elegant, refined voice. The face of a woman with a composed, virtuous expression rose in my mind.
"Ah. So it is you."
"How could you contact me like this?"
She spoke quickly, her voice low. A long phone call would be just as uncomfortable for her.
"I need your help. A family is in danger, and you're the only one who can help them."
"What? What on earth are you talking about?"
"It's hard to explain over the phone.... Could we meet for a moment?"
"Meet? Are we the kind of people who meet?"
Her tone shifted into something almost scolding. This was the same woman who'd moaned so hotly for me — but in everyday life, she was every inch a teacher.
"Please. I'm not the kind of person who begs like this. Just ten minutes — no, five minutes of your time."
At this point, I had to plead with her if that's what it took. She was the only way to pull Seongdae out without Suyeon knowing.
"......Five minutes?"
"Yes. Just five minutes. I'll tell you where to meet."
"No. Even for five minutes..... we can't be seen by anyone. The meeting place should be that same spot from last time."
"What?"
Her voice was bold. And then she hung up.
Either way, I'd succeeded in setting up a meeting with her. But a motel as the meeting place.....
For a moment, I pictured her pale, thick thighs. And my raging cock driving between them.
"Whew....."
Somewhere in the back of my mind, a nameless unease and anxiety began to stir.