Chapter 13
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: A Redeemed(?) Father, Kang Tae-gu
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"Yeah... Ah..."
Slurp... Slurp...
Whether it was the booze or just the good mood, Dad—who usually just slammed straight into Mom without much fanfare (crude, but that's the word for it)—was putting in real effort tonight, caressing her tenderly. After knocking back a moderate amount of drinks and cracking jokes, he set a more sensual mood than usual with some kisses, then slipped his fingers into her dolphin shorts. I could see it all clearly.
"Ah...!"
Our studio apartment was on the larger side, but the distance between me pretending to sleep and the two of them was barely a meter. The wet sucking sounds came through loud and clear, and I was close enough to smell Dad's semen after they finished.
I tried to tune it out and sleep, but no dice. So I just stared blankly at their lovemaking.
The room was brighter than usual tonight, so I could even make out his fingers sliding into Mom's pussy pretty clearly. With her son sleeping right next to her, Mom tried to stifle her moans under Dad's blatant fingering, but she couldn't hold back.
"Ahh...! Haaaang!"
She let out a pretty loud moan. Well... she'd been like this the whole time, so no way was she suddenly caring if I was asleep now.
"You like it when I touch your pussy? Huh?"
"Mmm... Yeah... Why're you being so gentle tonight?"
"Don't you like it rough?"
"...I don't hate it like this either."
Dad's arm immediately dove back between Mom's thighs, moving roughly this time.
Squelch... Squelch...
"Hngh... Hngh!"
This one was too much for her to hold in. Mom clamped both hands over her mouth to muffle her moans. Her thick thighs trembled like crazy. Lying face-down on the floor under the blanket, I squeezed my eyes shut then open.
And after Dad relentlessly fingered her for a while, a gush of liquid squirted out from between her dolphin shorts.
Pshht.
"Hngh...!"
Along with a heavily suppressed moan, her whole body shaking.
Satisfied with himself, Dad grinned and lay down on the floor, climbing atop Mom—who was still covering her mouth and quivering sweetly—on her belly.
"Spread your legs wider."
"Haa... Haa..."
Already hypersensitive from cumming once on his fingers, Mom stuck out her tongue and panted heavily. The second his dick slid in,
"Ah!"
she let out a scream-like moan. Man... so vulgar no matter how many times I see it.
"...Cough."
That's when I heard Mi-hyun, sleeping next to me, let out a little fake cough.
Guess she was awake too.
Seems like kids turning out messed up is always the parents' fault. Dr. Oh wasn't wrong about that.
"Ahhng... Ah... I'm going crazy."
"Feel good?"
"Mmm... Best it's been in years."
Thanks to Dad pouring his all into servicing(?) her tonight, Mom came over and over. At the end, she couldn't hold back her moans anymore and sobbed loud enough to fill the room.
It was already a sweltering summer without AC. After all that intense action, Mom was drenched in sweat. Fully naked now, her body glistened under the bright streetlight filtering in from outside.
The mix of their sweat and the semen Dad had shot on her belly wafted over to my nose as I held my breath right next to them. After basking in the afterglow for a while, Mom staggered up to head to the bathroom.
"Gonna hit the bathroom..."
As she passed in front of the blanket I was under, her legs still shaky,
Drip... Splatter.
liquid trickled down from between her thighs, dropping right in front of my eyes. The sound was too sticky for it to just be her juices... Considering how many times Dad had creampied her already, I knew exactly what that dripping mess was.
But Mom, still dazed in post-orgasm haze, didn't care about the semen leaking out of her and just shuffled into the bathroom.
Swish.
The sound of the shower turning on for a bit,
Click.
then the lights going out again as she passed by me once more,
Squelch.
stepping right in the mucus that had come out of her.
"Ugh... What the hell?"
Unable to see the floor in the dark, Mom grumbled irritably and headed back to Dad. He was still raring to go—or maybe still heated up—because she climbed on top of him herself.
"Oppa, you got one more in you, right?"
"Hey, you ever see me die after one round?"
"You're getting squeezed dry tonight till you drop, hehe."
Saying that vulgar line, Mom started rocking her hips gently. Her big tits jiggled, sweat dripping onto Dad's body...
Then Dad shuddered and came again, and she headed back to the bathroom.
But Dad wasn't done yet, apparently.
"Hey. One more round?"
"Again?"
"Yeah... Might not get many more chances now."
"...Huh? What're you talking about?"
That's when their intense adult conversation kicked off, and I held my breath for a whole different reason to eavesdrop on Dad's words.
Long story short: Dad was screwed.
"What do you mean?"
"Y'know... I mentioned working under Young-cheol hyung?"
"Young-cheol oppa...? Wait, Kwak Young-cheol, our middle school senior? The third-year when I was a first-year?"
"Yeah. You know him too?"
"...Yeah, I do... So what? Why're you building up to this?"
Mom and Dad were a year apart. Turns out they went to the same school—Dad's one-year senior, Mom's two-year senior—named Young-cheol.
"That hyung's been giving me work and pocket money lately."
"...What does Young-cheol oppa do? Giving you pocket money and jobs?"
"Does a bit of everything. Used car lot... Runs an office too."
"...And?"
"Anyway, he's loaded. Guess he liked me back in school. Gave me kinda half-thug work."
"What're you saying?"
"Anyway... We went clubbing, had some drinks, and this punk-ass dude starts shit with us."
"..."
Mom seemed to guess where this was going and held her breath.
"...So we get into it, and I beat the crap outta him. I was drunk too, tried to hold back 'cause it was getting bad, but he was already messed up. Then Young-cheol hyung stomps the guy's face after he passes out..."
"Are you insane? For real? Did, did he die?!"
"...Nah, not dead. But fucked up bad."
"B-but what does that have to do with not seeing you for a while? Cops got you?"
"The spot we dragged him to was an alley—no CCTV there. But the entrance caught us going in and out. So both of us are looking at aggravated assault charges..."
"...And?"
"Hyung begs me. On his knees. Says his kid's about to be born... Just this once, take the fall for me. I'm getting pinched for assault anyway... He wants me to say I kept going even after he tried to stop me."
By then, even I realized how serious it was. Mom, of course...
"You crazy bastard! Are you nuts?! The kids are about to start college...!"
...lost her shit.
That's when it clicked why this guy was being so nice to Mom and us tonight. Puzzle solved.
"Th-the kids' phones... You got those to play dad before heading to the slammer?"
"Yeah..."
"Ah... You fucking idiot...!"
Still naked, Mom tore at her hair.
"B-but what about the money you made?"
"He didn't beg empty-handed. Offered three big ones. One upfront since we're tight on cash, two more when I get out... And the sweetest gig under him after."
"...Ha."
...Hearing that hopeless exchange, even I nearly sighed along with Mom.
No matter how useless Dad was... He was still better than nothing.
"...So how long this time?"
"...Hyung hooked me up with a lawyer. Says with my priors and the guy's condition... Shortest two years, maybe three. Hyung's covering all the victim's medical bills, so I said okay."
"..."
Mom went quiet after that. Me too, listening in.
So, to sum it up:
1. Dad's recent cash flow came from working under his old middle school senior, Kwak Young-cheol.
2. They get into a drunken brawl at a club and beat some guy nearly to death together.
3. Oops. Sober up and realize they're fucked. But since they're both screwed anyway, Dad takes the full rap solo in exchange for Young-cheol hyung taking care of him.
4. So Dad's heading to prison instead. Good luck with solo parenting!
Too calm? Nah...
This isn't Dad's first stint inside. When we were seven or eight, he did a year. Don't remember it myself, but apparently he spent nearly three years in juvie when we were really little. And Mom got knocked up by a guy like that as a single mom, so... not exactly out of left field.
'Damn, our family's totally fucked...'
Even so, with our only semi-reliable breadwinner Dad going away, even a kid like me could feel the crisis hitting hard.