Chapter 154: White Christmas (6)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 154: White Christmas (6)
I wake to the warm sunlight streaming through the window.
“Ugh…”
A strange ceiling and an unfamiliar view greet my eyes.
Beside me in the spacious bed, Na-eun is sleeping soundly, her breath even as she hugs me tight.
When I lift the blanket slightly, the stark naked bodies of a man and a woman come into view.
At the same time, memories of yesterday slowly begin to surface.
Our second round of sex at the hotel, after the whole fiasco in the public restroom.
It was a time that could only be described as a night of pure frenzy.
I must have come at least ten times, and Na-eun, probably more than twenty…
I check the time on my smartphone screen, which is sitting by the head of the bed.
“10:20 AM…”
We went to sleep after 5 AM, so I guess I only got about five hours of sleep.
“Uuungh.”
Already clinging to me, she presses her body even closer.
She’s hugging my arm tightly, as if mistaking it for the teddy bear in her room.
The way she’s holding it, pressed between her breasts and between her thighs, stirs a familiar lust in me.
If I just move my wrist the right way, I could probably slip my fingers inside her.
The thought is so absurd that I can’t help but laugh.
“I’m insane, truly insane.”
It’s a fresh reminder of both the greatness and the danger of this body.
To think I could have such thoughts the moment I wake up, after blowing my load so many times yesterday.
It seems like the stronger my body gets, the more my libido and stamina rise to match.
It’s getting to the point where I’m scared of what I’ll become.
I gently stroke her head, and she rubs her face against my arm with a look of pure bliss.
It’s almost checkout time, so we should be getting up…
“I guess there’s no helping it.”
She may be my slave, but I should at least let her get some sleep.
For her sake, sleeping so peacefully after being worked hard all night, I use the phone on the bedside table to call the front desk.
“I’d like to request a late checkout.”
After extending our checkout time, I turn on my side, pull Na-eun into my arms, and go back to sleep.
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We finally woke up after noon, had a late lunch at the hotel restaurant, and then parted ways.
Today is Christmas Eve.
I have a mountain of things to do, but I had to at least spare this much time for my little bitch, a small consideration on my part.
“Master, Merry Christmas…”
“You too, Na-eun.”
As I was seeing her off.
Na-eun suddenly asked an unexpected question.
“Um… on Christmas, c-can I send you a picture…?”
“A picture? What kind of picture?”
“W-well…”
It seems she’s prepared something incredible.
Feeling proud of her, I smiled and stroked her head.
“Send as many as you like.”
However.
“If you send anything that doesn’t meet my standards, you’d better be prepared for a punishment next time we meet.”
When I gave the strict order to only send her most carefully selected photos, she beamed.
“Yes!”
Seeing her so fired up makes me look forward to just how lewd the pictures will be.
After putting her in a taxi, I stop by a nearby department store for a gift, a bakery for a cake, and a wine shop for a reasonably priced bottle of champagne before heading home.
When I arrived home, my hands full, the first thing I saw was the free-spirited sight of Shin Yu-jeong lying on the mattress in my room as if she owned the place, watching TV with a deadpan expression.
Hearing the door open, she turned her head and asked me.
“Where have you been all this time?”
It seems she doesn’t know I stayed out all night.
“We’re having a party today, right? So I went out to buy a few things.”
I said, showing her the items in my hands.
My second measure for getting through Christmas unscathed was none other than a party.
A party of three: Shin Yu-jeong, Jeong-hee, and me.
If they knew how much effort I put into making this party happen, they’d shed tears.
So, here’s how I did it…
To Yu-jeong, who was looking forward to Christmas:
“If the two of us go out, your mom will be all alone. I’d feel too bad…”
I used the excuse of Jeong-hee being left home alone.
And to Jeong-hee, I did the opposite:
“If we go out, Yu-jeong will be left by herself. I heard she doesn’t even have any plans for Christmas this year…”
I painted her daughter as a poor girl with no plans and no boyfriend, stimulating her maternal instincts.
This inevitably led to one question.
“Then what about Christmas Day?”
“What are you doing on Christmas…?”
The question about Christmas itself.
For that, I had prepared a perfect alibi.
“I was invited to a party hosted by the Hunter Association…”
An invitation had actually arrived.
It was the perfect event for networking, attended by high-ranking Hunters, influential politicians, chaebol heirs, and promising new Hunters.
Shin Yu-jeong, recognizing the value of the invitation, was immediately convinced.
“Fucking jealous…”
She even gulped, saying she wanted to go too, and burned with determination, vowing to get an invitation herself next year.
As for Jeong-hee, when I told her we could still go on our trip on December 31st as planned, the disappointment on her face vanished. She hugged me tightly, overjoyed like a twenty-year-old girl.
“Thank you so much, Do-jin!”
Smooch! Smooch!
I even got a kiss.
Anyway.
This was the party born from all those twists and turns.
“Cake, champagne… you seem to be in a good mood?”
She stared at me resentfully, her expression screaming, ‘I’m certainly not.’
A classic example of someone who understands with their head but can’t accept it with their heart.
“Then should we just not have the party?”
I gently hug Shin Yu-jeong from behind as she stands there pouting with her arms crossed, and continue.
“I don’t want to go through with it if it’s just going to make you unhappy.”
As I subtly bury my face in her neck, her body flinches slightly.
“Ah, that tickles.”
“Tell me now. Should we just skip it and go out, just the two of us, tomorrow?”
When I press her suggestively, she shrugs off my arms and turns around.
“Hey.”
“What?”
“Why are you so good at saying exactly what I want to hear these days?”
A bright smile spreads across her lips, which she had been trying so hard to keep downturned.
It seems my answer was exactly to her liking.
Someone once said.
That women should be treated with comfort and empathy instead of advice, with delicate emotion instead of cold reason.
Whoever first came up with that deserves a Nobel Peace Prize.
They just saved my peace, didn’t they?
“I wasn’t picking an answer you’d like. I was just telling you how I really feel.”
“That’s why I like it even more, you jerk.”
Her arms suddenly shoot out, grab my cheeks, and pull my head down.
A deep kiss follows.
“Mmph… Chwup… Hah…”
Only after a thorough tangle of tongues did she pull away, satisfied.
“Hah… so when do we get to have sex?”
Her voice was a mix of faint arousal and deep disappointment.
They say a late bloomer never knows when to stop. Every time I see her these days, all she talks about is sex.
I put on a look of great disappointment myself and reply.
“Uh… the 31st?”
“Can we do it when we’re on a trip with my mom?”
“We’ll have different rooms, so it should be fine, right?”
“Hee-hee, then don’t go to sleep early. Keep your dick up instead, okay?”
“……”
I almost lost consciousness at her killer R-18 dad joke.
After that, Shin Yu-jeong left the house right away.
Seeing her clutching a piece of paper, it looked like Jeong-hee had sent her out to do some grocery shopping.
I took the cake and champagne downstairs, placed them quietly on the dining table, and then wrapped my arms around the waist of the woman who was humming in the kitchen, busy preparing food.
“Oh my!”
“Did I surprise you?”
“Oh, you… you really startled me.”
Realizing it was me hugging her, she accepted my touch naturally.
As I caressed her waist and stomach, I realized something shocking.
“I think you’ve lost more weight…?”
“Hoho, you’re right. Maybe it’s because my body is getting younger…? I’m exercising the same amount, but the weight is coming off more easily.”
“……”
This can’t be happening.
Jeong-hee’s charm, above all else, comes from her full breasts, wide hips, and the voluptuousness created by just the right amount of flesh!
“From now on, no more exercising.”
At that, Jeong-hee turns to look at me, her eyes wide.
“Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m losing weight?”
“My Jeong-hee loses her charm if she gets too skinny.”
“Hmph… you’re just saying that to make this old lady feel good, aren’t you?”
“Not at all.”
My sincere, firm tone made her expression complicated.
“Honestly… I could understand if you told me to lose weight, but how am I supposed to maintain this?”
In truth, this might be the more unreasonable demand.
If I’d told her to lose weight, she could just exercise hard and eat less, but to maintain a bit of flesh, you can’t eat too much, nor can you eat too little.
“Still, if this is what my Do-jin wants, I’ll have to try, won’t I?”
M-Mommy…
I feel my mind melting away in her overwhelming warmth.
Just as we were sharing a suggestive emotional exchange while I pretended to help her cook.
“I’m back.”
Yu-jeong had returned from her errand.
Soon, the three of us were busy preparing the food, and we decorated the house with props Jeong-hee had prepared in advance.
By the time evening arrived.
The party finally began.