The Daughter Who Voyeurs Her Mother's Acts (2)
When I wiped the semen from her belly with a tissue, Choi In-sook sat up. The moment she took the envelope I handed her, her face lit up bright.
"While I'm at it, I might as well wash up right now."
After Choi In-sook disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of running water began.
— Clunk.
I opened the wardrobe door, and Yoo Min-ji stared up at me with vacant, dazed eyes.
"Now you know what your mother does for a living, right?"
Still slumped on the floor, Yoo Min-ji's whole body was trembling.
"Uh… what was Mom… doing with you, Representative?"
"Earning a living."
"Earning a living?"
"What money do you think bought the food you've been eating, Min-ji? How do you think your mother — who can't even step outside — paid for all that delivery food? She earned it through sex work. To feed you."
"Sex work?"
"I'm a company representative. I've made a habit of not paying people who don't work. Your mother asked me to lend her money, and I refused. I told her I'd pay her if she worked for it. What kind of work could a full-time housewife do inside this officetel? So she ended up doing sex work. Providing the kind of service you get at entertainment establishments — what they call a handjob service."
"Then that envelope she just got…?"
"Payment for her labor. Every time she provides me with sexual services, she gets fifty thousand won. That's the money that's been feeding you and covering your PC bang fees. Your mother has been doing sex work right here inside this officetel just to buy you meals. Now you understand, right? Where the money for every single meal you've eaten came from."
"……"
Min-ji could only tremble. She couldn't form a reply.
Of course the shock is massive. She's never lived in the real world.
Until recently she had been a spoiled high school girl raised on nothing but parental love — the kind who only ever studied hard and followed her classes. Yoo Min-ji's mental world was still stuck at the level of a girl who'd just graduated high school. The moment she finally entered university and was about to start life as a freshman, her father vanished. And then she watched her own mother — the woman she'd always known as pure and proper — greedily suck my cock with a face drowning in pleasure. After her father's disappearance, this was the second major shock of her life.
Watching her mother like that must have hit her hard. But compared to what I went through when my father died, it's nothing.
I felt not a shred of pity for Choi In-sook or Min-ji. The pain I had endured was far greater.
"Get up. And act like you just came back from the PC bang."
"……"
Min-ji, who had been staring at me with unfocused eyes, forced her trembling body upright.
— Stagger. Thud.
Her legs gave out as she stood, and she lurched, grabbing the wardrobe for support.
"Don't forget your shoes."
Shoes in hand, Min-ji quietly slipped out through the front door.
— Clunk.
She made the sound of the front door opening, then walked into the living room. There she sat staring blankly at the television.
"Oh? Min-ji, you're back? Why so early? You usually stay at the PC bang for hours."
Fresh from her bath, Choi In-sook greeted her daughter with a bright, smiling face. Her skin, just washed clean, was so clear it almost looked translucent.
"Just… tired today."
"Really? Then let's wash up and get ready for bed. Mom already showered, so you just need to wash."
"Yeah."
Min-ji answered weakly, her face expressionless, and headed for the bathroom.
Under the cascading water, Min-ji sank into a swirl of chaotic emotion.
Mom did that with Representative Nam… I can't believe it.
A married housewife sucking another man's cock and having sex with him — a man who wasn't her husband.
It was definitely sex.
She had watched through the gap in the wardrobe. Their heads and upper bodies had blocked a clear view, but she had seen Nam Seong-tae climb on top of her mother and thrust into her — and her mother had looked like she was going insane with pleasure. Face flooded with ecstasy, moaning, she had clung to him tightly and shuddered. It was the thrashing of a body drowning in bliss.
She said she was doing it for money, but her face looked like she was dying of pleasure. Was the money just an excuse? How could she…?
Yoo Min-ji had been shattered by the sight of her mother initiating the embrace, initiating the kiss. It clearly hadn't been forced. It hadn't even looked like someone reluctantly doing something she hated for money. Throughout the entire act, her mother had been screaming that it felt good. Moans thick with pleasure. An expression thick with pleasure. Sound and face alone made it obvious she was enjoying the sex.
Anyone could have seen it wasn't something she was forcing herself through out of reluctance. If anything, her own mother had looked more aggressive — clinging to Nam Seong-tae, caressing him. The claim that she was doing it for money felt like a flimsy pretext.
Sucking Representative Nam's cock like it tasted that good… Does it really taste that good?
Her mother had come in, stripped, and hungrily sucked Nam Seong-tae's cock with long, eager pulls. From that moment, Yoo Min-ji's heart had begun pounding so hard it felt ready to explode, completely beyond her control. Bobbing her head up and down, taking that massive cock into her mouth and sucking it — a cock that wasn't even her father's. The unimaginable scene unfolding before her made her head start to ache.
Yoo Min-ji had been an ordinary high school girl who did nothing but study until graduation. She had never even dated a boy. She had dreamed of finding a boyfriend once she entered university — but then her father vanished, and everything changed. Her hopeful twenty-year-old college life, her first boyfriend — all of it had dissolved like foam. And the scenes she had secretly witnessed today had been one shock after another.
From the first moment she saw Nam Seong-tae's cock, her pussy had grown hot and itchy. When her mother started greedily sucking it, the heat only intensified. Inside the wardrobe, without even realizing it, she had brought her hand to her pussy. It was already soaked with her own wetness.
Through the shock and confusion, curiosity kept flooding in. What did a man's cock taste like? Did her mother really suck it like that because it tasted good? Did it feel good when a man touched your pussy and put his fingers inside? Did having a cock thrust into you feel so good that you drowned in pleasure? She wanted to know everything.
Every time Nam Seong-tae licked her mother's pussy and fingered her, her mother had let out moans thick with bliss. When he climbed on and started thrusting, her face had gone vacant with pure rapture.
Min-ji's heart hammered. Her pussy kept itching. Watching the two of them have sex, she kept imagining what it would feel like if Nam Seong-tae's cock were sliding in and out of her own pussy. Voyeuring her mother's act, unconsciously touching herself, Yoo Min-ji discovered just how hot and sensitive her pussy had become.
Just rubbing it with my fingers felt good. So if Representative Nam licked me with his tongue… if his cock went inside me… would it feel even better? What does sex with a man even feel like? God, what the hell did I just watch today?
Everything was chaos for Yoo Min-ji. But one thing she did feel clearly: she couldn't just sit back and watch any longer.
After finishing her shower, Yoo Min-ji started searching the internet.
He said she was doing a handjob service like at an entertainment place and getting paid for it. First I need to find out what a handjob service even is.
As she searched on her smartphone, Yoo Min-ji was more than a little surprised.
There's a service like that? And Mom was getting paid to do it… But fifty thousand won? Why so little? Is Representative Nam exploiting her?
Yoo Min-ji lay down beside her mother for the night, same as always — bedding spread out in the living room. But tonight, sleep wouldn't come. The moment she closed her eyes, Nam Seong-tae's cock rose vividly in her mind. Her mother's lips hungrily sucking it. Her mother's face flooded with rapture, moaning. Her mother kissing him, clinging tight, body convulsing. Even with her eyes shut, the shocking scenes she had just witnessed played themselves unbidden.
Without realizing it, Yoo Min-ji slipped her hand into the cleft of her pussy and squeezed her thighs together.
Haa… haa… Why is my pussy getting so hot?
She felt like she couldn't cool the heat without wedging her hand between her legs. But there was no cooling the vivid image of Nam Seong-tae's cock that kept rising behind her eyelids. It was the same bedding as always — yet tonight, Yoo Min-ji could not fall asleep.
"Representative, I need to talk to you."
"Hm? Go ahead."
Yoo Min-ji had come looking for me in the bedroom.
"What about?"
"Mom gets fifty thousand won for doing the handjob service?"
"That's right. Fifty thousand."
"Isn't that exploitation? Why only fifty thousand? From what I looked up, the minimum is at least eighty thousand."
"You looked up handjob services?"
"Yes. I dug around online and it said the minimum is eighty thousand. So why are you only giving Mom fifty?"
"Do you know who does those eighty-thousand-won handjob services?"
"W-who does them?"
"Young, pretty women in their early twenties — girls like you, Min-ji. Older women or ugly women don't get hired at entertainment places. Do you ever see ads for kiss rooms or places like that advertising middle-aged aunties or ugly, fat women? No. It's always pretty twenty-somethings who look like idols. Did you think an eighty-year-old grandmother could work at a kiss room or a handjob parlor?"
"……"
At my explanation, Min-ji's face hardened and her mouth shut. The moment she registered that her own mother was in her forties, she understood what I meant.
"So. Did you come here to accuse me of exploiting your mother? It's not exploitation — it's consideration. I created a justification so I could give money to your older mother."
"F-fine. Then if a young, pretty girl like me does the service… would I get paid more?"
"You're saying you want to get a job at an entertainment place?"
"That's not it. I'm asking if I can get paid for providing the service to you, Representative — the same way Mom does."
Min-ji? You're saying you want to do the handjob service too — just like your mother?