21. Family Gathering
“Oh, oh, long time no see…!”
“Yeah, tell me about it.”
God, how long had it been? Sure, she’d been diligently carrying out my orders in her own way. She showed up pretty regularly to the Pussy Association meetings too—hell, I was the one who couldn’t make it half the time.
“No need to be so formal. There are other people around.”
I returned her greeting and patted her shoulder. She’d straightened up just long enough to glance at me before dropping her eyes again. Man, her sense of hierarchy was always on point, no matter when I saw her.
“These folks all CEOs or something?”
“Ah, yes. Presidents from the groups run by our Min family, plus the execs from the Daejin Group we just absorbed, and—”
“Huh? That woman…”
Slightly behind Min Ji-ah stood an insanely gorgeous babe with a killer figure, head bowed low. She one of the execs too?
“Ah… Introduce yourself.”
Min Ji-ah gave her a little nudge at the waist, and she stepped forward two paces, bowing to me.
“I’m Min Ye-seul, Young Master.”
“Min Ye-seul… No way?”
“My… daughter.”
“!!”
Min Ji-ah’s daughter!!
Holy fuck.
Min Ji-ah was a total stunner herself, so of course her kid turned out this hot. And she was rocking an office look right now. Lethal.
Damn… I figured my first time here would be with Gominji, but maybe sneak a quick peek?
I’d just arrived, after all—time for a little breather. Greet Grandpa and the aunts, then…
Ah… probably not.
The others didn’t matter, but Gomin Young might not let me off with just a hello. We’d been in the middle of some intense fucking when the Shanghai crisis blew up and I had to bail. Sure, it netted massive gains for the group and the country, but personally? She had every reason to be backed up.
Even our casual check-ins always circled back to sex talk. That’s how pent up she is…!
Ah, poor Gominji. Gomin Young wasn’t gonna let me go easy.
Naturally, Min Ji-ah was off-limits for now too.
Right now, then? If it’s quick, I could squeeze in five minutes—creampie her and… the daughter… maybe just a kiss?
No way was I popping her cherry in a rushed five-minute fumble. That had to be savored properly later.
Nah. Hold off.
I wanted to drag them both to a room right then, but I shoved the urge down. Couldn’t fuck up business over pussy.
Min Ji-ah and her daughter can get railed anytime later. Priorities first. Tend to the Go family, then fuck when there’s time.
Standing around ignoring the elders to bone some chicks? Instant negative points. And this was Grandpa’s digs, Geumsu Mountain Sun Palace. Every move anyone made here was under his watchful eye.
“Great to see you again. Nice to meet your daughter too. As you know, I’m Go Mu-yeol.”
“It’s an honor to meet you, Young Master Go Mu-yeol.”
Unlike her mom, the daughter had a calm vibe. No trembling or anything—just handling business quietly. Damn… such a shame. Mother-daughter rice bowl right there for the taking.
Let’s see…
After the family meeting wraps, I’ll probably hook up with Gomin Young next. Then?
My fuck schedule was packed tight.
“See you in about two weeks. Hope your daughter gives a proper intro then too. Passing like this feels off.”
Min Ji-ah answered a beat late.
“…Yes, Young Master… We’ll visit then.”
“Good.”
I patted her shoulder once more and brushed past, not forgetting to eye-fuck the daughter’s figure on the way.
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Grandpa welcomed me with a beaming smile. Like last time, he was deep in a Go game, and he seemed thrilled.
Come to think of it, it’s January now—doesn’t the Go league kick off?
Korea’s league spanned Manchuria, Liaodong, Liaoxi, even the Shandong Peninsula—massive scale. And with Grandpa debuting as a pro, he’d locked in a ton of sponsorships, so this year it’d blow up even more. Started in January too.
Whoa. His debut match, I guess? Bet the whole family gets dragged to that one too.
Comedy gold, but totally plausible. They’d summoned everyone for his pro entry exam—Gominji got pulled from pirating in the Pacific.
Then I’ll cheer my ass off with full enthusiasm.
He basically became a pro thanks to me, so my hype support would score major points.
Go is the best.
After greeting Grandpa, I tracked down the aunts. His chief secretary said they were all together in the glass-domed garden, hashing out collab meetings. Thought I shouldn’t interrupt, but hellos were fine.
“…Long time no see, Mu-yeol. It’s been… very long…”
“Nephew, long time~.”
“…”
Luckily, no getting cornered by Gomin Young for a marathon fuckfest. She stared daggers hot enough to burn holes, but I managed a quick greeting and escape.
Whew. Gominji’s lucky.
Things were lining up perfectly. Figured I’d get snagged for hours of creampie lockdown.
With luck like this, Gominji better not disappoint!
Fired off a text in high spirits. Wondering if she’d shown up in the bold outfit she’d bragged about…!
Classic Gominji text. Perfect.
- Where you at?
- Heading for inspection
- lmao
- You leave it with them?
- What inspection
- Bullshit
- ?
- What now
- Random bullshit
- What
- Noona, did you seriously
- Not wear it?
- I'm legit disappointed
- 🖕
- Sigh…
- Can't even reply, huh
- You really showed up without it
No way. I’d been hyped as hell.
- So this is all Gominji’s pride amounts to…
- All talk when it’s safe
- Chicken out when it gets real
- Won’t even wear it on the day
- Total bullshit
- Deeply disappointed
- Noona
- Baby girl
- Daddy’s disappointed in his little girl
- Argh
- You
- Tiny-dicked fuck
- That all you got!?
- What??
- (photo)
Gominji sent a pic. Her flipping me off right in my face. So damn consistent…
This won’t do. Time to hunt her down myself.
Gonna punish her proper. Show her what happens when you break a promise(?).
Asked around the palace staff and secretaries—tracked her to her room, barricaded with guards, no visitors.
Storming in.
- Even if you cry and scream
- No mercy
- Minimum three creampies in a row
- Till then, no escape
- All talk^^
- Why so cute
- My Mu-yeol
- See you soon
- Hiding in the lounge cuz you're embarrassed
- Jerking off?
- Yeah
- Oh?
- Not hiding then
- Cool if I come in?
Right on cue, arrived at Gominji’s door. The guarding secretaries recognized me and bowed.
- What you gonna do if you come in
- Fuck off
- Lol really didn’t wear it, huh. Argh. Gominji, you softie. So damn cute.
- What? I just said
- Perverted fuck
- Hate dick?
- Don’t want it pounding you?
- Guess I’ll head elsewhere then?
- You cool with that?
- Fucking asshole, guess not.
Kept yapping and now she can’t even wear it.
- Wore it
- You wore it?
- Yeah
- Wore it good?
- You dog
- What good is wearing it alone
- Everyone’s gotta see for it to count
- Hell, I can’t even see it now—how’m I supposed to believe you?
- And even if I saw, problem
- You could’ve stripped naked in the room and changed—who knows
Gominji went radio silent for a bit. Then suddenly, the secretary in front of me looked up and stepped closer.
“She says come in.”
“Oh.”
I acknowledged the secretary and stood at the door. It slid open, revealing the interior.
Temporary room or not, the Sun Palace was peak luxury—rivaled any top hotel.
“…”
“…”
Gominji stood in the living room straight ahead from the door, pouting hard. Zipped a massive puffy jacket all the way up, hands jammed in pockets. The hem wasn’t that long, but her lower half? Bare legs all the way.
“You guys take a break. I’ll call you later.”
“Yes.”
Left the secretaries behind and stepped in. The door shut automatically.