Don't Hide It From Me
That evening, Min-ho sat across from Mi-young at the dinner table. On the surface it was a peaceful meal. Inside, he was anything but at ease.
"Honey, what did you do today?" Mi-young set her spoon down.
"Oh... I just rested at home. I've got a shoot tomorrow, so I was taking it easy, keeping myself in shape."
"Yeah? You tired?"
"I'm fine."
He answered as if nothing were wrong and lifted another spoonful of rice. Behind his eyes, though, the morning replayed in a panorama.
The woman next door. The feverish sex with Jeong Su-a. The memory of ravishing her on her husband's own bed was still vivid.
I'm sorry, Mi-young. I just can't tell you yet...
Hiding what he had with Su-a pricked at a corner of his chest.
Then Mi-young stared straight through him and struck the mark.
"Honey."
"Yeah?"
"You're hiding something from me, aren't you?"
His heart dropped. The hand holding the spoon went still.
"Wh... what would I be hiding?"
"You met a woman."
His eyes wavered. Mi-young went on, her voice calm.
"This morning. While I was out buying groceries."
She fidgeted with her water glass.
"I saw you coming out of next door. Unit 2502."
He had nothing to say. There was no excuse left.
"Mi-young... that was..."
"It's all right."
She reached across the table and took his hand. Her touch was warm and soft.
"You've already been with Ji-young and Da-young. If you sleep with other women, I'm not going to scold you for it. You're an AV actor. I know I can't handle all that stamina by myself."
"Mi-young..."
"But hiding it like this makes me feel awful. Honey, don't hide things from me anymore. Understand?"
Her eyes meant it. Not so much jealousy as hurt, and the effort of trying to understand him.
"You're an AV actor. You're going to be with countless women from here on. That's your work. That's your life."
"But..."
"Don't hide it. Enjoy your sex life as much as you want. Me... if you're happy, I'm happy."
A thin sheen gathered at the corners of her eyes.
"I'm your mother. I can't lock you up. And..."
She smiled, bitter at the edges.
"I know I'm old. I know how many young, pretty women there are for you... I shouldn't get greedy."
"Mi-young, it isn't like that."
Min-ho shot to his feet and pulled her into his arms.
"I like you best. I mean that. You're sexier to me than any young woman. I like you more."
"Thank you... even so..."
Mi-young stroked his cheek.
"Honey, see other women too. I'm fine with it. Only..."
"Yeah?"
"Don't hide them. All right? I want to know all of it."
"...Okay. I promise."
"And I'm curious... the woman next door. Who is she?"
"She says she's thirty-two. Married... hasn't had sex with her husband in over a year."
"Ah... I see. She must have been lonely. Her name?"
"Jeong Su-a."
"Jeong Su-a..."
Mi-young turned the name over once, then spoke as if her mind was made up.
"Honey, will you introduce me?"
"What?"
"I'm curious what kind of woman she is. And..."
She looked up at him.
"I want to get along with your women. By the world's standards we're a strange relationship anyway. The only people who can understand us, and help us, are us."
"Mi-young... are you really sure?"
"Yes. Introduce her tomorrow. Let's invite her here for lunch. I'll make something good."
"All right."
The next day, at noon, Min-ho pressed the bell at Su-a's door.
Ding-dong.
"Who is it?"
"It's Min-ho."
The door opened. Su-a greeted him with a bright smile.
"Min-ho! Today...?"
Expectation glittered in her eyes — the hope of another hot hour.
"Su-a, want to have lunch at our place? There's someone I'd like you to meet."
"Who?"
"You'll see when you get there."
"All right. Give me a second."
Su-a straightened her clothes and stepped out. The two of them headed for 2501.
Min-ho opened the door. Mi-young stood in the living room in an apron.
"Come in."
Su-a's eyes went wide.
That woman... Min-ho's lover?
A petite five-foot-two. A body so lush it looked ready to spill over. And her age...
Her forties...?
Su-a was startled. Min-ho was thirty-two, and the woman looked a good deal older.
Mi-young was in fact fifty-four, but she was so youthful she read as early forties. The gap between her and Min-ho, though, could not be hidden.
"Hello. I'm Lee Mi-young."
"Ah... hello. I'm Jeong Su-a."
They shook hands, awkward about it.
"Sit. Lunch is ready."
Mi-young had filled the table: bulgogi, japchae, and plate after plate of seasoned greens. A home-cooked meal made with care.
The three of them sat down and began to eat.
"Su-a, I heard from Min-ho. You're married."
Mi-young was the one to speak first.
"Yes..."
"Things aren't going well with your husband? He said the two of you are sexless..."
"That's... yes..."
Color rose in Su-a's face. Laying that private shame bare in front of someone she had only just met was humiliating.
"Um... Ms. Mi-young... what exactly are you to Min-ho?"
She found the courage to ask. Mi-young set her chopsticks down and looked Su-a straight in the eye.
"I'm... Min-ho's mother."
"What?"
The rice she'd been eating nearly stuck in her throat.
"His... mother?"
"Yes. His real mother. The one who gave birth to him."
"Then... you and Min-ho..."
"Yes. We're together. We love each other."
The shock hit Su-a hard. Her mind went white.
A mother and her son... incest?
Something she had only ever seen in dramas and movies was happening right in front of her.
"Shocked?"
Mi-young smiled bitterly.
"At first I thought I'd lost my mind too. But..."
"Mi-young."
Min-ho gripped her hand tight.
"We love each other. I don't care what anyone else says."
"Yeah... I know."
Su-a looked from one of them to the other.
They really did seem to be in love. The way they looked at each other, the way their hands held — too tender, too true, to be an act.
"Um... the reason I was shocked..."
She chose her words with care.
"It isn't because I think it's dirty, or strange. These days... I know incest happens, whether people admit it or not."
"Really?"
"Yes. I've seen it on the news. In Sexually Advanced Nations like Japan and America, there's already a push to legalize incestuous marriage. Now that the dual contraceptive is perfect and the problem of genetic disease has been solved..."
She looked at Mi-young, serious.
"I was only startled because it was right beside me, this close. If anything... the two of you look good together. You look brave."
"Thank you for understanding."
Mi-young smiled, the relief plain on her face.
"And..."
Su-a ducked her head and said it quietly.
"I'm meeting Min-ho in secret too. A married woman cheating behind her husband's back... who am I to point a finger at anyone? My own relationship isn't something I can be proud of..."
"Su-a..."
Mi-young took her hand.
"Let's be close. You and I... we're in similar positions."
"Similar...?"
"Yes. Neither of us is free of the world's eyes, but we both love the same man. Min-ho. And..."
She smiled, playful now.
"I'm fifty-four. You're thirty-two. There's an age gap, but women are all the same. I think we could live like sisters."
"I'd love that. May I call you unnie?"
"Of course! Let's be sisters."
"Yes, unnie."
Su-a looked at Mi-young and smiled, bright as anything.
"Please take care of me from now on."
"You too. Take good care of our Min-ho."
The two women smiled at each other. Watching them, Min-ho let out the breath he'd been holding.
Thank God... thank God.
After lunch, the three of them moved to the living-room sofa. The air had softened.
"Su-a."
Mi-young dropped the formal speech without a thought.
"Yeah, unnie."
"How's Min-ho? Do you like him?"
"Yeah... I really do. It had been a year, and... it was too good. I was in a daze."
Su-a flushed and confessed it plainly.
"Min-ho... he's really something. The size of him, the strength..."
"Right? Our boy's cock ought to be impressive. That's my pride."
Mi-young stroked Min-ho's thigh and preened.
"Su-a, let's see each other often. And..."
She leaned in, close enough to whisper.
"If you're curious about anything, ask your unnie. Where his sensitive spots are, how to make him lose it even harder — I'll teach you all of it. I gave birth to him and raised him. I know better than anyone."
"Really? Oh my God..."
"Mm. We're on the same side. We ought to share."
The two women burst out laughing. Min-ho sat quietly beside them, listening, and thought it over.
This is turning strange... but I don't mind it.
Mi-young and Su-a growing close. Understanding each other. Accepting each other. This was the peace of the harem he had dreamed of.
Then Mi-young caught his eye.
"Honey."
"Yeah?"
"Su-a's husband is coming home late again today."
"Ah... is he?"
"Then shall we... do it together? Right now?"
"Huh? Now?"
Min-ho asked it back, startled. Su-a's eyes went round as well.
"Unnie... the three of us, now?"
"Yes. We said it over lunch. We'd live like sisters."
Mi-young took Su-a's hand and laid it on her own breast.
"And I can't handle Min-ho alone. Help me a little, Su-a. Three is more fun, isn't it?"
Su-a hesitated for a moment. But the look she gave Min-ho was already wavering.
"I... I've never done it before, but... if you want to, unnie..."
"Good! Decided!"
Mi-young got to her feet.
"Min-ho, let's go to the bedroom."
The master bedroom.
The three of them undressed. Mi-young's body, lush and ripe at fifty-four. Su-a's, taut and springy at thirty-two. And standing between them, Min-ho — solid, male, built.
"Wow... unnie, your figure is incredible..."
Su-a stared at Mi-young's full breasts, openly impressed.
"You're pretty too, Su-a. Your skin is so fair."
Mi-young gave Su-a's ass a light smack.
"Come on, Min-ho. Lie down."
He lay in the center of the bed. The two women climbed up on either side of him.
"Su-a, let's finish our Min-ho off."
"Yes, unnie."
Mi-young took his left nipple into her mouth. Su-a took the right.
"Nngh...!"
Hit from both sides at once, his hips jerked up off the mattress. Their hands closed together around his huge cock and began to stroke.
"Oh my, already this hard."
"Min-ho... you're really big..."
After a long stretch of fondling, Mi-young climbed onto him first.
"Unnie will taste him first. Su-a, watch closely."
She sank down onto him with practiced ease.
"Haa... honey... this is it..."
As she moved up and down, Su-a stared, transfixed, at the raw place where their bodies joined.
"Wow... that whole huge thing goes in..."
"Su-a, come here. Keep Min-ho's mouth busy for me."
At Mi-young's word, Su-a climbed over his face. A sixty-nine.
"Min-ho... mine too..."
She pressed her wetness to his mouth. He put out his tongue and devoured her.
"Hah! Your tongue... it's too good...!"
Below him, his mother. Above him, the married woman from next door.
Min-ho tasted heaven.
"All right, switch!"
Mi-young climbed off, and Su-a got on top of him.
"Su-a, take it deep. Feel all of him."
"Yes... unnie... nngh! You're so big...!"
Su-a moaned as she took him in. Beside them, Mi-young kissed Min-ho and kneaded Su-a's ass.
"Feel good, Su-a?"
"Yes... unnie... it's so good... doing it as three of us... I'm even more turned on...!"
The three of them rolled together, slick and tangled in sweat and fluids.
No jealousy. No envy. Only pleasure, and the sharing of it.
"Min-ho! Cum! Cum for both of us!"
"Min-ho... for me too...!"
Min-ho let the skill go, and he exploded.
Ejaculation Control — deactivated
Splrrt—
First deep inside Su-a, and then, pulling free, across Mi-young's face and breasts.
"Aaaah!"
Both women hit their peak at the same moment and collapsed into his arms.
By the time they had eaten lunch and spent themselves in one hot tangle, it was past four in the afternoon.
Su-a gathered her clothes and dressed, piece by piece.
"I should go. It's time to pick my son up from daycare."
"All right. Get home safe. Today was fun."
Mi-young saw her to the door.
"Unnie — Min-ho. Thank you for today."
She caught the formal little distance as it left her mouth and let it fall away. She was about to step out when Min-ho came after her.
"Ms. Su-a... no. Su-a."
"Yeah?"
He said her name the easy way, no courtesy left in it.
"Mi-young said she's all right with it, so let's see each other often. The three of us."
"Yeah. I'd like that. Call me whenever."
Su-a gave him a short kiss.
"Thank you. For accepting me."
"Thank you too."
Su-a went back to her own place, 2502.
Min-ho came inside. Mi-young was waiting at the entrance.
He pulled her in tight.
"Honey, thank you."
"For what?"
"For saying it straight. And... for understanding me."
"Of course. We love each other."
Mi-young looped her arms around his neck.
"Honey, next time..."
"Yeah?"
"Su-a's husband is going on a business trip. Next week."
"And?"
"How about we do it at her place then? The three of us, on her husband's bed."
She smiled, wicked about it.
"Mi-young... for real?"
"Yes. For real. Stealing it is half the fun, isn't it?"
Min-ho's heart kicked.
Mi-young and Su-a. And the empty apartment next door, no husband in it.
The thought alone left him heavy between the legs.
"I like it. Next week can't come soon enough."
They kissed, hot and deep.
The secret only sank deeper, and Min-ho's harem only grew more solid.