Chapter 227
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 227
In the video, Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a were tangled together as if exhausted, savoring the lingering tremors of their climax.
The vibrator that had been attached to Su-a’s clitoris—thanks to Aunt Seon-ju rubbing their private parts together so violently—was now barely hanging on by tattered skin tape. It eventually fell onto the bed, tickling Su-a’s buttocks.
The bedsheets in Aunt Seon-ju’s room were drenched.
The mother and daughter lay side by side on their backs, legs spread in an M-shape, panting heavily.
Aunt Seon-ju, who had been gasping for air, finally managed to steady her breathing. Seemingly regaining her senses, she sat up and brushed the tangled hair away from Su-a’s face.
Then, she began to slowly lick the beads of sweat off Su-a’s body, gradually working her way down.
When Aunt Seon-ju reached Su-a’s developing breasts, she took one of the dainty, protruding pink nipples between her lips and began to suckle on it like a newborn baby.
Su-a’s hand reached up to Aunt Seon-ju’s head, stroking her hair.
It was a wild and lewd afterglow between mother and daughter, where their roles seemed almost reversed.
With that, the video Aunt Seon-ju sent came to an end.
A pleasant thrill and a shiver ran down Si-woo’s spine.
* * *
Si-woo was about to put his smartphone back into standby mode when he noticed another notification in his message log.
It was a message from Cheol-jin.
During yesterday’s blind date, Si-woo had thought Cheol-jin had completely betrayed him halfway through to side with Jun Hyung’s group.
But at the dramatic moment when Si-woo was about to be cornered, Cheol-jin had stood by his side and fought against the older guys.
He had even called the police in advance, playing a major role in wrapping up the incident.
In the end, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that it was thanks to Cheol-jin that he was able to save Se-hee Noona and Shin-bi Noona.
While Si-woo felt incredibly grateful for Cheol-jin’s help, a part of him also felt resentful that Cheol-jin hadn't told him about the situation from the beginning.
Was he checking in on Si-woo and Se-hee Noona after they parted ways at the police station last night?
Cheol-jin wasn't usually the affectionate type, but given the gravity of the situation, was he actually worried about Si-woo?
With a complicated heart, Si-woo tapped the notification to check the message.
The chat window with Cheol-jin opened immediately.
Inside were several photos Cheol-jin had sent.
Si-woo had expected a message asking if he was okay, but the photos had been sent abruptly without any explanation, making him slightly tense.
The photos had been sent not long after Si-woo had fallen asleep.
Si-woo tapped the photos to download them and enlarged them one by one on the screen.
They were candid shots of a middle-aged man and woman.
Was Cheol-jin tailing someone and taking pictures again?
Judging by the angle and distance, the people in the photos seemed completely unaware they were being photographed.
The man’s build and face were very familiar to Si-woo.
The man in the photo was none other than Cheol-jin’s father, Kim Gyu-hyung.
Standing next to Cheol-jin’s father was a stylish and beautiful middle-aged woman.
She looked strangely familiar. She seemed very close and intimate with Cheol-jin’s father, clinging to his arm and pressing her breasts against him.
To anyone who knew the man was married to Aunt Gyu-ri, the situation looked like an undeniable affair.
Si-woo had heard from Cheol-jin before that his father was keeping a second family.
And since he had already dealt with the shock of learning about Aunt Gyu-ri’s contract relationship and the mothers' pasts, he wasn't particularly surprised by the photos themselves.
However, every time Cheol-jin provided new information or data, significant and overwhelming changes always followed for Si-woo.
Why did Cheol-jin send Si-woo photos of his own father’s affair?
And where had he seen that familiar middle-aged woman before?
A sense of uneasy curiosity and restless anxiety began to stir in Si-woo’s chest.
He was certain he had crossed paths with that woman somewhere recently.
As Si-woo flipped through the photos from Cheol-jin one by one, the realization hit him like a blow to the back of the head.
The woman in the photos was one of the mothers who had been called to the police station yesterday.
She was Se-mi Noona’s mother, who had arrived late.
Had Cheol-jin known that Se-mi Noona’s mother was his father’s mistress even before the blind date?
The words Cheol-jin had spoken at the police station, when the mothers were arriving one after another, echoed in Si-woo’s mind.
Cheol-jin had looked at the gathered women and said they were all "bitches who are slaves I need to claim one by one."
Recalling those words, Si-woo naturally began to imagine himself putting a leash on the middle-aged woman in the photo and ramming his cock into her.
Si-woo started to type a text to Cheol-jin to ask what was going on, but then shook his head and decided against it.
Cheol-jin had sent the message a long time ago, and Si-woo knew his personality well—the more Si-woo showed curiosity or desperation, the more Cheol-jin would stall or avoid giving a straight answer.
Si-woo closed the chat window and lay back on the bed.
He reached into his pants to check his erect cock.
It was standing tall, so hard that the veins were bulging.
Si-woo’s cock had swollen to a massive size, feeling as solid as a bar of iron.
* * *
Instead of texting Cheol-jin, Si-woo decided to open a chat with Se-hee Noona.
'Se-hee~ Are you feeling okay~?'
Si-woo sent the message, casually dropping the "Noona" title as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
'Yeah~ I feel better after sleeping. What about you, Si-woo? Does the torn skin still hurt a lot?'
Se-hee Noona didn't seem to mind the way he addressed her anymore.
In fact, she was the one worrying about his body.
'Nah~ It doesn't hurt that much~'
Si-woo replied, trying to reassure her.
'What if it leaves a scar? I'm so sorry, it's because of me~'
Se-hee Noona seemed to think Si-woo’s injuries were her fault.
She was worrying about him with a level of meticulous care and kindness that would have been unimaginable for the old Se-hee Noona.
'It'll heal in no time, so don't worry! By the way, did Mom say anything to you about it?'
Si-woo asked, checking to see if Mom had given Se-hee Noona a hard time over the incident.
'No~ She didn't say much... Mom is just the same as usual~ Actually, it feels like she's intentionally avoiding the subject whenever your name comes up...'
Se-hee Noona trailed off, cautiously describing the situation with their mother.
Fortunately, it seemed Se-hee Noona hadn't been scolded or punished by Mom since this morning.
On the contrary, based on her texts, it seemed Mom was faithfully playing the hierarchical role they had agreed upon.
'Really? That's a relief then~ Anyway, I didn't get hurt because of you, so if Mom says anything about it later, make sure to tell me! Got it?!'
Si-woo spoke confidently, as if confirming his superiority over their mother to Se-hee Noona.
'Okay! I'll do that!'
Se-hee Noona replied simply and without hesitation.
It seemed she now fully trusted Si-woo.
Especially regarding his relationship with Mom, she no longer seemed to harbor a single shred of doubt that Si-woo held the absolute upper hand.
'Se-hee, are you downstairs right now?'
Si-woo asked, as if confirming something he already knew.
'Yeah~ Mom woke me up a while ago, so I came down~'
She answered immediately.
'Is Se-young there too?'
Si-woo asked to get a more accurate picture of the situation downstairs.
'Yeah, Se-young is here too~ I think they're about to start getting dinner ready~'
Se-hee Noona was answering all of Si-woo’s questions dutifully.
As soon as he saw her reply, Si-woo lowered his pants, pulled out his cock, and switched his smartphone from the chat app to the camera.
Click! Click! Click!
As Si-woo pressed the shutter button, the massive, heavy hunk of flesh was captured on his phone.
He immediately sent the photo of his erection to Se-hee Noona.
'Can you come up to my room for a second?'
After sending the photo, Si-woo sent the text in a polite but firm tone.
A few seconds passed, and a message came back from Se-hee Noona.
'Okay, I'll head up right now.'
Even though she knew exactly what Si-woo was going to make her do, Se-hee Noona prepared to follow his orders without a word of complaint.
Si-woo sat on the edge of the bed with his pants and underwear down around his ankles.
Leaning back slightly on his arms, he thrust his exposed penis forward and waited for Se-hee Noona.