Graduation. So Mi-jin
The setting of this novel is Earth in a parallel dimension.
I was staring at Emily's naked body, walking in a daze, when the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.
Riiing.
A call that shattered the afterglow. I pulled it out and checked the screen — the name Go Hye-rim lit up.
"Hold on a second. It's Hye-rim."
"Okay."
I excused myself to Emily and opened the phone. Hye-rim's voice came through.
"Honey. Did the graduation ceremony go well?"
Hye-yun, Hye-rim, and Hyeon-jin were stuck in group living for the time being, and I'd told them not to call — text only. For the past few days we'd been communicating by message alone. Hearing Hye-rim's voice again after so long felt genuinely good.
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it. Hye-yun unnie said to tell you the same."
"What's Hye-yun doing?"
It was odd. A congratulatory call like this should have come from Hye-yun herself, so I had to ask.
"They're split into teams preparing for the talent show. Hohoho."
"...Are they filming it too?"
"Of course. I'll show you Hye-yun unnie's talent act later."
"Alright. Thanks for the call."
"It's only natural for a wife. And... Master, do you have time this afternoon? I..."
Hye-rim's voice suddenly dropped. She clearly had something to say but couldn't get it out, dithering on the line. For someone as blunt as her to hesitate like that, it had to be a difficult favor. I spoke first.
"Just say it. It's fine."
"Director Ahn Jeongeun stopped by earlier. She was very pleased with Hye-yun unnie, and she said she wants to meet the actor for Mu-hyeok's role. To lock in the shooting schedule, she needs the Mu-hyeok casting finalized as soon as possible..."
"Hmm? That's nothing. It's twelve-thirty now..."
I glanced back at Yun-hee and Ji-yeon waiting behind me. There wasn't enough time left to take all four of them, Yu-ra included.
"I should be free around four or five."
"Then... would you come to the agency at five-thirty?"
"Yeah... I'll do that."
"And... honey!!! Jeong-eun is a weird one, so she might insist on checking in person. She has no social skills, so even if she does, there won't be any malice in it."
"Yeah?... Got it. Well... it's Hyeon-jin and Hye-yun's film anyway. Sooner or later the director's going to see us naked. Don't worry about it."
"Whew... thank you, honey."
The call ended. I turned toward Yun-hee and Ji-yeon with an apologetic look, then walked over and stroked their hips as I spoke.
"Yun-hee, Ji-yeon — sorry. Something came up this afternoon. Tomorrow evening, wait in my room and rest. The three of you, with Ji-yu. Tell her I ordered it and she'll allow it."
"...Yes, Master."
Faces full of disappointment, the two of them pulled out their tails, removed their headbands, and began putting their clothes back on. Emily had already gotten up and come over.
"Emily, stay here until Yu-ra arrives, alright?"
"Whew. Yes. Hohoho."
I stroked Emily's hair in relief and watched the other two dress and file out of the chairman's office looking dejected. Once they were completely gone, I took Emily's face in my hands and kissed her. Soft lips, and that fragrant Chaehyang.
After a brief kiss I hurriedly stripped. I had an afternoon appointment and couldn't afford to get my clothes wet, so I set them on the chairman's desk, then bent her face-down over the sofa.
Pop.
I pulled the tail free, and her anus gaped open. I smirked, gripped my cock, got hard, and prodded at her entrance.
"I did an enema this morning. Please put it in."
"Mm."
Squelch.
The pressure clamping down on my glans was a little weaker than when we went raw. The anal plug had loosened her sphincter just enough.
"Hmm... tell everyone except the bitches not to wear the tails casually. The pressure drops..."
"Yes. Hahhk..."
Mi-jin was stressed beyond measure over Yu-ra, who hadn't contacted her yesterday or today. Her daughter had left only a curt text saying she wouldn't be coming home, then spent the night out. The once-obedient child had suddenly turned, and the worry had kept Mi-jin awake — which was why she'd been late even to the graduation ceremony.
A mother fretted that hard, only to find her daughter laughing brightly with her friends. Something boiled up inside her, but the thought of her eldest, Yu-jin, forced her to swallow the anger. That first daughter, after constant interference, had declared independence and said she'd renounce the inheritance if the meddling didn't stop. If Yu-ra pulled the same stunt, the heir who would inherit the school foundation after her would vanish. So she had no choice but to choke down her rage.
After the ceremony she went around introducing Yu-ra to the foundation's board members, but the stress left her stomach burning. Remembering the medicine she kept stocked in the chairman's office, Mi-jin quickly excused herself and headed for the main building.
The fifth floor was silent. The teachers had all clocked out the moment the ceremony ended, so she walked through the quiet corridor with only the sharp click of her own high heels echoing off the walls.
Click. Click.
She gripped the handle of the chairman's office door and opened it — then froze in shock at the sounds coming from within. Fury surged up so hard she staggered, dizzy for a moment.
Slap. Thud. Thud.
"Hyaang... ahng... ahhk..."
The wet slap of flesh and a woman's loud moans. Someone was having sex in the chairman's office.
Her father had been in declining health lately — vigorous sex like that was impossible for him. Besides, she'd watched him leave for the hospital the instant the ceremony ended.
Who? How dare they?
She ruled out the teachers immediately. They would never risk it. Getting caught meant more than just being fired — the foundation would use every means available to blackball them from future employment, and they all knew it.
She next considered the outside visitors who'd come today, but there was no reason any of them would be screwing in the chairman's office. That left the graduates. A romantic fantasy — a perverted one — was entirely possible. Mi-jin's own first time with her now-ex-husband had been in an empty classroom, after all. Students were the prime suspects. She took a deep breath, trying to rein in her fury.
It has to be a graduate. A current student would be terrified of more than just suspension if they got caught.
She checked behind her, then carefully slipped into the chairman's office and shut the door so the moans wouldn't spill into the hallway. The secretary's desk came into view. She edged toward the wide-open doorway leading into the inner office.
She was curious. Who exactly had the gall to do this — and how was she supposed to handle it? If word got out, she wouldn't be able to hold her head up at board meetings, and the school's reputation would take a hit she couldn't prevent.
Damn it. Last year students got sent to juvie for robbery and people still won't shut up about it...
"Haaang... Master. It feels so good!!"
The moan carried out. The awkward Korean didn't strike her as strange mid-sex. She carefully took up position at the doorway and peered inside.
What she saw stunned her on several levels at once — so thoroughly that she couldn't bring herself to stop them or scold them.
A white woman. Clearly not a student. An extraordinarily beautiful woman, her large breasts swaying, her face flushed with heat.
Mi-jin stared blankly at her — then her gaze locked onto the man gripping the bent-over woman's hips and driving into her hard.
Ah... he is a student. I recognize him. But... a Korean boy that big?
A massive cock. The sheer overwhelming size of it rooted her legs to the floor. She couldn't move. From her side angle she could see the full length that didn't even fit all the way into the woman — that overwhelming member, clear and sharp — and she felt her own body start to burn.
Ah...
The biggest cock she'd ever encountered during her rounds of host bars hadn't even been half that thick.
If something like that were inside you... of course you'd make that face.
Instead of scolding the man and woman brazenly fucking in her chairman's office, she was overwhelmed by that cock. She found herself comparing it to the largest she'd ever taken, spinning out fantasies. Nineteen centimeters had been enough to make her scream — and this one looked, at a rough estimate, like thirty. She grew hotter and hotter, the thought of herself as the woman being fucked and wailing swallowing her whole.
An '84 girl, a huge cock... ah!!!
Mi-jin grew jealous of the white woman even as she synchronized with her moans. Her soaked panties had become unbearable. She peeled them down along with her stockings, kicked off her heels, and set everything on the secretary's desk. Then, just as she blankly reached for her clit, the skirt became an annoyance too — she stripped that off as well, and stood there in serious deliberation.
If I blackmail that boy, I can have that thing, can't I?
A kid with the balls to fuck in the chairman's office. He wasn't a current student anymore, but she could still humiliate him thoroughly — or threaten to report him to the police for unauthorized entry into the chairman's office. Card after card of blackmail stacked up in her mind.
Her juices were flowing past any control, running down her thighs. She reached for her clit again, then hesitated, debating when to burst in. The thought of blackmailing him into becoming her personal toy — the way she'd used host-bar men like slaves before her father caught her — made her impatient.
Right. Blackmail...
Riiing.
At that exact moment a phone rang, and their movements paused. He picked up the phone from the sofa, flipped it open, and put it to his ear.
"Shh... hold on a second, Emily."
"Hnn... I was right at the peak... hing..."
Mi-jin gazed dully at his handsome, smirking face, about to pounce — then his next words stopped her cold.
"Yeah. Yu-ra. Ah!!! Bora... right, Bora. I already sent Yun-hee and Ji-yeon downstairs. Yeah, something came up this evening. Hurry up here. You said you wanted to get fucked in this room..."
Yu-ra?
The instant her daughter's name was spoken, Mi-jin's mind tangled into chaos. Plenty of girls were named Yu-ra, sure — but given the call, given that she'd proposed getting fucked right here, it was ninety-nine percent her own daughter.
Yu-ra... had a boyfriend? Then... last night's overnight stay too?
Her daughter's boyfriend. And yet the cheating. The craving for that young, massive cock. The conflicting emotions left her with no idea what to do. She stopped herself from entering, ducked back behind the wall, and peered out with only her head showing.
She was so inflamed by the obscene scene that she'd forgotten her lower half was completely bare, lost in thought about what to do next.
It's not cheating. If he's mentioning other women's names, the women must all have agreed to it.
Polygamy — or a libertine who simply enjoyed without marrying. The real problem was the collision between "this is my daughter's boyfriend" and her own craving for a cock she'd never seen the likes of in her life. And as her body grew hotter, her thoughts drifted in stranger and stranger directions.
A mother and daughter marrying the same man was rare, but it wasn't unheard of in Korean society. And with the polygamy privacy protection laws, there was no risk of becoming gossip — not unless she went around advertising it herself.
If I got held by that boy along with Yu-ra...
A rush of wetness. Uncontrollable juices poured from her pussy, and the fantasy dragged Mi-jin's thinking further into the strange.
Unbearable lust. Since May of last year, when her father caught her frequenting host bars and tore into her, Mi-jin hadn't tasted a man. She was already rationalizing it to herself.
Just then the white woman seemed to climax — she arched back and leaned into the man. Her body trembled and shook, and a fragrant scent bloomed through the chairman's office in a warm wave.
"Hyaang!!! Master...."
"That's it. Good girl, Emily..."
Mi-jin's nostrils flared as her lust climbed higher still. All wariness of her surroundings had vanished. She stared blankly at that overwhelming scene. Jealousy toward the woman named Emily — who'd just been given an orgasm and was being held so tenderly — rose past any control.
Then someone put a hand on her shoulder and slipped an arm around her waist. Startled, Mi-jin screamed before she could stop herself.
"Kyaa!!! Who—?"
She sprang upright and found herself standing dead center in the wide-open doorway. She turned — and confirmed her own daughter Yu-ra standing there — and her legs gave out. She sank to the floor on the spot.
Ah!!! ....
"Master. Didn't I tell you? Mi-jin goes crazy for huge cocks. Look at her. She watched Master and Lady Emily having sex, stripped her own bottoms off, and is dripping pussy juice all over the floor like the pervert she is."
Mi-jin's head snapped toward where Yu-ra's gaze was pointed — and her eyes met his. He was looking at her with an incredulous, amused smile.