Lee Su-mi (2)
Kim Ji-yu, Han Seo-yun, Park A-yeong, Seong Min-a. Those four mean girls were so overwhelmingly gorgeous that it was easy to forget, but Su-mi noona was no slouch in the looks department either.
If anything, her sultry, sensual vibe put her firmly in the ranks of real beauties. And that body—I-cup milk tanks and a 42-inch childbearing ass packed onto a frame of pure, stacked volume—was so aggressively curvy it practically weaponized itself. Just looking at her was enough to short-circuit a man's reason and fog up every scrap of good judgment he had left.
Ah…
There they were again—those cute little T-back panties I'd glimpsed earlier. That fragile white gatekeeper, barely holding the line against the black abyss of her crack.
Afraid she'd caught me staring, I jerked my eyes up to her face—only to find her looking right back at me. Those eyes said it all: What the hell are you looking at, you loser? Pure, entitled arrogance, the kind reserved for staring down a total nobody.
Honestly? Even that look turned me on.
So…
Sorry, noona. Really.
But I have no choice. I'm going to have to pass judgment on you with my cock…
"…Noona. Please answer me honestly…"
"Haa… What now?"
When she sighed, those heavy breasts—already sagging a little under gravity—rose and fell with the motion.
Gulp.
One look at those milkers and that wide, baby-making pelvis, and I could already picture our third kid floating around in my head. First would be a daughter who looked like me. Second, a son who'd take after Su-mi noona. And the third?
Who would that one look like?
Heh heh—
"Hey! Lee Eun-ho! I told you noona's busy!"
Her booming scold snapped me right out of the daydream.
Ahem.
"Noona… just a second… This is so important my hands are sweating like crazy…"
I casually wiped my hands with the towel I'd prepared, then slathered on the Climax Explosion Cream like it was ordinary hand lotion. After that, I closed the distance exactly as planned.
"What the hell. Why are you coming closer? And what's with your eyes?"
Sensing something off, she leaned that luscious body of hers back. Fat chance. For every inch she retreated, I advanced two.
This is actually going to work… right?
Fight. And I already told you—I only watch that part.
There she goes again with that bullshit.
Fine.
Fuck it.
If you've already pulled your dick out, you might as well shove it into a radish. That bitch is a thieving alley cat—there's no way she can ever hit back hard enough to matter!
I grabbed her.
Just as planned, I seized that pale hand that looked like it had never once touched a dirty rag—
"…Noona. How many of our parents' things have you sold off? You know that's a serious felony… right?"
Lee Su-mi had barely slept the night before, too excited by the thought of scoring another haul today.
Her uncle had told her that the nouveau-riche Lee Taek-geun was the type who valued connections above almost everything—so even though she was only a friend's niece, he would treat her with real care, almost like family of his own.
Uncle was right.
Lee Taek-geun really did respect her and treat her warmly, as if she were his own blood niece, even though they weren't related at all.
And he pays well, too.
The only reason a twenty-seven-year-old woman would live in as a full-time, 24/7 housekeeper five days a week was, of course, the money.
This place is swimming in cash. So it's fine if I skim a little for myself.
The household flaunted its wealth so hard it was almost embarrassing. Expensive valuables lay around the house as if they had been deliberately left out on display, and the signature product of Lee Taek-geun's company—Ether Bio—the All-in-One Potion, was so common you practically tripped over the bottles.
Each All-in-One Potion sold for anywhere from ten million to as much as thirty million won. Slip two or three of them a week onto the black market and sixty million won practically fell into your lap. Call it a steady sixty million a week and you were looking at two hundred forty million a month. Throw in the occasional luxury item of the lady of the house, and the numbers only climbed higher.
She had worked here a year, and only started selling in earnest four months ago—yet she had already cleared over a billion won. Considering how clumsy she had been at the start, watching her bank account balloon from here on out would be almost effortless.
Heh heh. Almost there.
She only planned to keep this up until she hit ten billion. Once she had that, she would seduce some dumb hunter into being her bodyguard and spend her days globe-trotting. With a face this pretty and a body this dynamite, it would be easy. And when even world travel got boring, she would simply live large off the ten billion she had socked away. Ten billion was more than enough to live without a single want for the rest of her life, hunter or not.
"La-mi la-mi~♪"
A cheerful little tune bubbled out of her without thinking. Humming, she slipped her little treasure into the pocket of her apron. The potions were so small they barely made a bulge. All that was left was to move them into her own room—done!
Maybe I'll hit a club?
Tomorrow was the day off she had been craving. After work she would list this week's haul on the black market, then treat herself to a night out for the first time in ages.
Time to sample some young meat again.
These days she could even spare the headspace to hum while she worked, but only a few weeks ago the fear of getting caught had drained her dry. After fencing the goods she would come home exhausted every time, too busy recovering to even think about men. So tonight she was going to fortify herself properly with some young cock. Just imagining it made her crotch itch with anticipation. The T-back she had recently fallen in love with teased her precious little hole and her back door with a cool, faintly rough scrape that felt deliciously good.
"When we're togeeeether~♬"
Today felt like something wonderful was going to happen. It really was that kind of bright, lucky day—
Beep-beep-beep!
—until an unwelcome guest shattered the mood in an instant.
"Ah, shit! Why the hell does he have to show up now?!"
It was the family's only son, Lee Eun-ho. An Awakened who still somehow managed to come home every day after getting his ass kicked by the girls at school—a pathetic little loser of a nerd.
Did he get beaten up again?!
He had left early that morning claiming he had an appointment, so of course he had been summoned out and thrashed. Just thinking about whatever creative new method they had used on him today was already giving her a headache.
Do I have to do laundry again?
He had graduated, so she had assumed that nonsense was finally over and had run the wash earlier than usual… When he said he was going out, she should have remembered the girls would still beat him up today… If she wanted to hide the evidence from his parents, she had to wash his clothes the second he walked in the door…
Haa… She had been so focused on securing potions she had completely forgotten. What a dumb bitch she was…
Clunk.
The front door opened. Sure enough, it was Lee Eun-ho.
Whew. At least his clothes look fine.
No extra laundry after all. Her mood lifted again, and she even put on a service smile to greet him.
"Eun-ho, you're home?"
"Where are Father and Mother?"
"Hm? They both went out. Why?"
"So it's just noona and me in the house?"
"Yeah. That's right. Why?"
Ugh… Unlike usual, he kept talking to her. Just like that, her good mood soured again. All she needed was to stash her treasures in her room—why the hell did this loser keep yapping at her?!
Oh-ho! The nerd got a haircut?!
Now that he was headed to university, he had ditched the glasses and changed his hair, trying to shed the loser look. It had worked, more or less—the pure nerd vibe was mostly gone.
But.
That part hasn't changed one bit! You little creep!
Those lecherous eyes of his. He knew perfectly well how this beautiful chest and ass of hers could stir any man's heart. And was her face ugly? No, no. Not even close. That face dripping with sex appeal was the finishing touch that completed the whole package.
Soft and yielding on the outside like a marshmallow, but not nearly so soft on the inside. She wasn't as strong as a female hunter, but among ordinary people her lower half was powerful enough that any cock that got inside stayed there until she decided to let it go. Even male hunters who fell into that ultimate pussy of hers had a hard time crawling back out.
So whenever this nerd—knowing full well any man would lose his mind over a near-perfect woman like her—kept sneaking those eye-rape glances every single day, she itched to sue him into the ground.
Just wait until I quit this job!
She would file the lawsuit the very next day!
"…N-noona. Can we talk for a minute in my room…?"
"Your room?"
"There are eyes here. It's kind of important."
Haa…
She let out a short sigh.
"Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Noona! This is for your sake!"
"Fine, fine. We must listen to the young master, mustn't we. Let's go. Come on."
Her molars clenched on their own. And then a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.
No way!
Was this loser about to confess just because he was starting university?!
Wow.
Unbelievable. Truly!
How dare a nerd like him even look at this body of hers?!
No. Maybe not.
Right. Even a total loser had to have some shred of conscience. It was probably a confession attack—ninety-nine percent certain—but she decided to trust that one percent of decency, followed him upstairs, opened the door, and stepped into the nerd's room. She sat straight down in the chair.
"Well? What did you want to talk about."
"…Noona. Please answer me honestly…"
"Haa… What now?"
It really was a confession attack, wasn't it… Looking at Lee Eun-ho grinning that unpleasant grin instead of answering, she wanted to smack him across the face. The shout burst out of her before she even realized it.
"Hey! Lee Eun-ho! I told you noona's busy!"
"Noona… just a second… This is so important my hands are sweating like crazy…"
And then, out of nowhere, he started wiping his hands with a towel, claiming they were sweaty.
Ah, fuck! Isn't that the towel he uses after jerking off?!
Her brow furrowed on pure reflex. After that he smeared on some kind of lotion or whatever, and the whole thing was filthy.
"What the hell. Why are you coming closer? And what's with your eyes again?"
Crazy!
Why was he getting closer?!
The real problem was that there was nowhere to run. She still tried to put a little distance between them, leaning her body back—
And even so!
He grabbed her.
His hand clamped roughly around hers!
"?!"
"…Noona. How many of our parents' things have you sold off? You know that's a serious felony… right?"
"!!!"
Maybe it was the sheer shock—
but the floodgates opened wide, and it poured out of her in a torrent.