Night of Frenzy 3
“Hanpan, how does So-jo look today? Pretty, right?”
He casually turned his head to look at So-jo.
So-jo, sensing his gaze land on her, dipped her head slightly. She leaned back, striking a pose as if inviting him to take a good look.
The sun had nearly set, so only the streetlamps and the light spilling from the buildings filtered through the windows to illuminate her. It was relatively dark, yet the lines of her breasts, thrusting out prominently against the thin knit fabric, stood out with perfect clarity. Judging by how lifted they looked, he figured her bra must be the kind that added serious volume.
“Mm… it’s dark so I can’t see perfectly, but your body’s really something, Noona… you’ve got the best figure in the family, haha.”
So-jo beamed at that and said,
“Mom looks great too, right?”
He turned his head back toward Mi-ho.
Mi-ho sat up straight so he could see her properly, deliberately crossing her legs at the same time. Through the slit of her dress, nearly her entire thigh was on display.
Han Pan nodded and said,
“Yeah, Mom looks amazing… that elegant yet sexy beauty of yours—not too much, not too little. Just right.”
“Right? But Mom’s being super demure today, hoho.”
Han Pan burst out laughing.
“Haha, really? What’s she usually like… now I’m curious.”
At that, Mi-ho gave her daughter’s arm a light smack.
“What kind of nonsense is this kid spouting…”
“It’s the truth… before, she’d wear stuff so sheer you could see her underwear right through it, but today, just because Hanpan’s here, she’s stopping at this?”
“Oh my, this girl really says the wildest things…”
“I’m just stating facts. Mom was insane last time.”
Han Pan spoke up, sounding thoroughly entertained.
“Oh yeah? What was Mom like?”
“A few weeks ago when Mom and I went to the club, she wore this completely see-through shirt, and underneath she had on the sluttiest lingerie… the guys there couldn’t take their eyes off her tits.”
“Kim So-jo!”
Mi-ho snapped, but So-jo ignored her and kept going.
“She got so much attention that night, and tons of guys hit on her, but she turned every single one down… Mom, remember that one ajusshi? The one with the beard who looked all gentlemanly… he was pretty hot, so why’d you reject him? You should’ve taken his number and gone on a date at least once!”
Mi-ho looked thoroughly flustered.
“Oh my, this child says the most ridiculous things.”
“Come on, guys like that don’t come around often—you should’ve taken his number and met up! Tonight if a guy like that shows up, you better get his number and go on a date!”
“Oh, that really happened?”
“Of course. Mom, you just don’t know—when we hit the party scene, the energy the guys throw at Mom is no joke! You’ll get plenty of that energy tonight too! Guys seem to secretly go for older women!”
Han Pan laughed as he spoke.
“It depends on the person, but if she’s got charm, does age even matter? If anything, it’s rarer, so guys might flock even harder, right? Pretty women are rare enough, but a pretty woman who’s got some years on her is even rarer!”
“Oh really? So in your eyes, Mom’s a pretty woman with some years on her?”
Han Pan tapped the steering wheel as he answered.
“Obviously! Mom’s the most charming woman I know!”
That made Mi-ho feel wonderful. Even if the words were a lie, the fact that he said them for her sake filled her with gratitude.
“Oho! I didn’t know that…”
“By the way, Noona, what’s tonight’s party like?”
“Yeah, it’s hosted by a brand connected to our agency. There’ll be a few short events, and after that it’s pure party time~! The place we’re going is already a hotspot, so lots of hot people show up, but tonight there are extra special invites, so it’ll be worth seeing.”
“Oh! Mom’s gonna get some real energy tonight!”
“Of course. You’ll see once we’re there—hang back a little and watch Mom. It’s fun!! Hoho.”
So-jo laughed brightly, clearly delighted about something.
And so they left Gangnam and headed for Hannam-dong, where the party was being held.
As they neared the location So-jo had punched into the navigation, the traffic began to thicken. Far ahead, the venue was packed with cars.
Han Pan felt a rush of excitement at attending such a big event for the first time in a while. Earlier he’d thought it was no big deal, but now that they’d arrived he understood why So-jo had been so insistent about getting there early.
The cars stretched out in a long, dense ribbon like a massive cloud band. Each one seemed to be inching forward just to drop people off right in front of the venue. Judging by the line of large vans, quite a few celebrities had shown up as well.
After waiting in that line for several dozen minutes, their turn finally came.
Han Pan pulled up where the red carpet was laid out.
Outside the passenger window, crowds had gathered around the red carpet just to gawk. Camera flashes were going off everywhere.
A man who looked like security approached their car and opened the door.
So-jo and Mi-ho carefully stepped out under his guidance.
While Han Pan was wondering about parking, another man came up to the driver’s side and took hold of the door. Realizing he was the valet, Han Pan got out and handed over the keys.
The man nodded, gave him a parking ticket, and Han Pan, ticket in hand, hurried to catch up with Mi-ho and So-jo, who were already a few steps ahead.
Camera flashes kept popping all around, and he could feel people’s eyes locking onto him. Having never experienced anything like it, Han Pan felt pretty embarrassed. He kept his head down from the awkwardness as he caught up to them.
At the entrance, a staff member who recognized So-jo handed them wristbands for entry.
Han Pan took his and slipped it onto his arm. The fluorescent band gave off a soft glow that he found kind of fun. It really hit him that he’d arrived at an actual party.
Then he followed Mi-ho and So-jo into the venue.
The inside of the event space was incredibly glamorous.
The DJ’s beat filled the air while beautifully dressed people milled about, and the colorful party decorations, lit by the lights, only heightened the atmosphere.
Servers bustled between groups of people chatting and laughing brightly, and he spotted a few famous celebrities as well.
On the stage in the center of the club, the program had already begun.
They headed that way.
The host’s jokes mixed into the banter kept the energy light and made the crowd laugh.
Han Pan looked around as he followed the two of them, and the person guiding So-jo soon led her over to the host.
Moments later, with the host’s introduction, So-jo stepped onto the event stage, greeted the audience, and introduced herself.
Before he knew it, Mi-ho had a glass of champagne in hand and was casually offering him one as she murmured,
“So-jo Noona’s pretty, isn’t she?”
Han Pan nodded.
“She really is. She seems pretty well-known… I never realized because she’s my sister, but it’s nice that people like her so much… and the party’s great too.”
“Right? I have fun tagging along with her and enjoying stuff like this… you should stick with Noona whenever you get the chance and meet some people too.”
“Yes.”
The venue was packed with people, and as more arrivals filtered in over time, the space filled even tighter.
Before long the crowd pressed the two of them closer together.
He stretched his arm around Mi-ho’s waist, which was pressed right up against his side.
Mi-ho didn’t react much.
A moment later Han Pan slowly slid the hand that had been on her waist down to her ass and began kneading it.
Mi-ho turned her head to look at him and gave a small smile.
“There are so many people here… you’re bold…”
Han Pan smiled as he answered.
“It’s fun…”
She turned her gaze back toward the venue and spoke in a voice only he could catch.
“It’s fun, but if we get caught it’ll be humiliating, so be careful.”
He squeezed her ass firmly and said,
“If we get caught, even better…”
Mi-ho reacted to his touch with a soft little moan.
As time passed the crowd grew denser still, and the two of them ended up completely hemmed in by the spectators, unable to move.
Han Pan guided her so she stood right in front of him.
Once she was positioned ahead of him, her plump, jutting ass began lightly brushing against his cock with every small shift.
Han Pan wasn’t sure if Mi-ho was doing it on purpose, but he didn’t hold back—he ground his cock against her ass.
Mi-ho smiled and slowly moved her body up and down in time with his motions.
She liked how boldly he was acting right out in the open, surrounded by so many people.
Realizing her movements were deliberate, Han Pan nestled his cock precisely between the cheeks of her ass.
With his cock seated between her big ass cheeks, the intensity of the stimulation climbed higher.
Mi-ho leaned back against him, pressing herself close.
The heat between them rose even further.
Han Pan reached out and laid his hand on the slit of her skirt.
His fingers met the bare skin of her thigh.
Mi-ho’s skin was incredibly slick, as if she’d rubbed cream or oil all over her body.
It felt incredibly good.