My Wife’s Sweet Trap, Part 3
The week had slipped by in a blur, and I kept finding excuses to ask Yeonju what she had planned for the weekend, only to receive nothing more than a mischievous glint in her eyes. Meanwhile Seongtae was clearly working his angle on her, but the progress he’d made was still invisible to anyone else.
There were no hints of anything new on either Yeonju’s or Seongtae’s SNS, so it looked like things would simply peter out the way they always did.
It was Friday afternoon.
Neither of us had classes that afternoon, so after the last lecture I was just wrapping up a game of jjajangmyeon pool with the boys when my phone rang.
Tiriing~
I glanced at the screen and there was Yeonju’s bright, sunny smile. “Park Taemin, what are you doing? Your turn.”
Before I could answer, Seongtae strolled over and clapped me on the shoulder. I jerked the phone out of sight just in time.
“Got it. Give me a second.”
I pressed the phone to my ear and picked up my cue.
“Taemin-ah, where are you right now?”
“Me? Playing pool with the guys.”
“Pool? What pool? Hurry the hell over. I told you to clear your schedule.”
“What? Now? Can’t I finish this one game?”
“No way! Come fast! My friends are already almost here.”
“What? Your friends? They’re coming here?”
“Yeah. So get here in ten minutes—right now! I won’t wait!”
The call cut off.
Friends? My god, did she plan on turning the house into a club? No way in hell.
Actually, while we’d been living together, cleaning and doing the dishes had mostly fallen to me. If she was planning to turn the place into a mess in my absence, I had to stop it no matter what.
“Yo, I gotta head home.”
I set the cue down and slung my bag over my shoulder.
“What? Just leave? It’s a jjajangmyeon game.”
“Too bad. Here, use this to buy your food and cover the table fee.”
Seongtae grabbed my arm; I fished out a couple of ten-thousand-won bills and bolted. Outside the villa, a group of women were loading suitcases into the trunk of an SUV. Two of them were Yeonju and Hyejeong; the other two were girls I’d never met in person but recognized from Seongtae’s club photos.
“You’re here? Grab these trunks and load them into the car.”
The moment I stepped up, Yeonju pointed at the open trunk.
“What’s going on? Moving out already?”
“Just get them loaded. I’ll explain on the way.”
“…Okay.”
I hauled every suitcase and bag into the vehicle.
“Girls, let me introduce you. This is the Taemin I told you about. Handsome, right?”
“Totally~ Our Taemin is so hot. Hi~ How’ve you been?”
Hyejeong actually praised me. The fact that this woman—who had never once been gentle with me—had been smiling at me all day felt weirdly off.
“I’ll skip the part I already know about Hyejeong. This is Juminhee. The prettiest girl in our class, and especially great at sexy dancing.”
“Nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you.”
Juminhee offered her hand; I shook it automatically. She was slim, with cute eyes and a natural B-cup. But the photo on Seongtae’s phone showed her surrounded by men, deep kissing one while he fondled her, and holding a bottle like a party animal.
“Uh… nice to meet you too.”
“And this is Seong Huiyeon. The cute baby-face with glamorous curves you like, Taemin.”
Ugh! What kind of introduction is this!
“Wow~ What kind of introduction is that? Embarrassing.”
Huiyeon, clearly embarrassed by her own description, covered her chest and poked Yeonju’s shoulder.
Huiyeon. Now that I thought about it, she was easily the horniest among Yeonju’s college friends. Her first impression was a plump, thick body with big, watermelon-sized breasts and an enormous rear like an old pumpkin. Her curves were deep and full but not overly exaggerated—the kind of voluptuous glamour that fit right in with Japanese gravure idols.
But the photo on Seongtae’s phone was something else entirely. Huiyeon sat like royalty flanked by two men, her tiny breasts completely exposed, one sucking her nipple while his fingers worked between her panties, the other kissing her so hard he looked ready to tear her other breast off. Huiyeon’s hands were buried inside the men’s pants.
I later learned she was even more shameless than Yeonju or Hyejeong—definitely not less. And she could out-slut any guy in a sex-rap battle, then flood the room with profanity the second she drank. The ultimate crazy girl.
Yet here she was, acting all sweet and flirty with me for the first time.
“Hi~ Nice to meet you. I’m Seong Huiyeon. You’re really tall and handsome.”
She waved and scanned me up and down with a hungry gaze. The look wasn’t exactly pleasant.
“Uh, yeah, nice to meet you.”
I offered a half-hearted reply and glanced at Yeonju, who was beaming with satisfaction. What exactly had she told these girls to make them all look at me with that lewd expression?
“Everyone’s loaded. Get in the car.”
Yeonju ordered me when I was still dazed.
“What? Right now? Like this?”
“Yeah. I packed your bag for you.”
“What? My bag? What bag!”
“Girls, Taemin is the luggage boy for the next two days—please applaud.”
“Luggage boy?!”
“Shut up. Hurry and get in the driver’s seat.”
Yeonju chewed my words like they were nothing and kept talking. When I stood there dumbfounded, she shoved me into the driver’s seat. The others naturally climbed into the back.
“Let’s go.”
“Where?”
“I already set the navigation. Get going~”
I was confused but started the engine anyway.
[Navigation is starting.]
The voice guided me to Gangneung.
“Did you lock the doors properly?”
I asked out of habit. Yeonju always forgot little things when she was excited.
“…Oh! Right. Who was the last one out? Did you close the door properly?”
I turned to look at her friends, but they gave no answer.
“I’ll go check,” I said, reaching for the door handle.
Yeonju grabbed my arm.
“No, I’ll run out and check right now. Girls, while I’m gone, make sure Taemin can’t escape. Watch him.”
Damn it…
“Oh my~ Taemin, you really are thoughtful. When you get married you’ll make a perfect family man.”
Juminhee suddenly praised me in a honeyed voice. The sudden compliment made me feel awkward.
“Kyaa~ Holding the steering wheel looks so sexy. Taemin-ah, want me to sit up front?”
Huiyeon leaned in from behind. I instinctively turned and saw the deep cleavage of her V-neck shirt right in front of my face.
Whoosh~
Huiyeon’s head snapped back. Hyejeong had grabbed the back of her ponytail and yanked her down.
“Behave.”
“Exactly. We can’t have any fouls.”
Hyejeong and Juminhee both spoke up. Huiyeon shrugged and gave me a quick wink. I still had no idea what was happening, but instinct told me to run. Yet I knew I couldn’t handle whatever Yeonju would do if I tried.
‘Whatever. I’m already trapped.’
Since there was no escape, I just resigned myself to the situation.
“I almost had a heart attack. The door was wide open and the windows weren’t even closed. Now let’s go.”
A few minutes later Yeonju returned. I drove us toward Gangneung, arriving at the pension after about two and a half hours.
Nestled in the quiet mountains, the pension had a calm, almost romantic atmosphere that made me think a trip with my girlfriend alone would create beautiful memories.
The moment I stepped out of the car, I had to carry all the women’s suitcases into the pension. Just four girls coming for a two-night trip, yet they’d packed like they were fleeing disaster.
I managed to haul every bag inside. The girls watched me, then started unpacking their own things. It felt like I was doing all the work, but I was more curious about Yeonju’s real motive.
When the unpacking was mostly done, I grabbed Yeonju’s arm and pulled her to the small stream behind the pension. The pebble-lined bank looked perfect for camping.
“Time to reveal it. What’s your plan?”
I asked as we walked.
“Hmm~ Curious? Luggage Boy Oppa.”
“So I was just brought along as luggage?”
“Of course there’s more. It’s dangerous for us girls to come alone. The boys called you a brother figure, right? You said so yourself.”
She deliberately put extra force behind the word “brother.” Damn… something was definitely twisted.
“Looking at the four of you, I thought even normal guys could take you on. Especially Huiyeon—she’s got a wild streak.”
“So? Want to head back? Then we’ll all be doing those things you hate at the club with normal guys?”
Ugh…! What kind of trap is this? Why the sudden challenge?
“…So what exactly? Did you really bring me just as luggage?”
“Kikiki~ No. Actually, we brought you to make us our brother’s girlfriends.”
“Girlfriends? Me? What are you talking about?”
I stopped dead and turned to face her.
“Taemin, do you know when you were at your hottest?”
I paused, then shook my head.
“That night. When you were roughly fucking J-eun at the party.”
“Eh?”
“You were so wild and sexy. I was shaken to my core. And when you grabbed Suyeon’s hair and yanked her around, I felt a little jealous.”
“…You were sucking Minyong’s cock that night.”
“Yeah. I know. But honestly, yours was bigger.”
“Ugh…”
I was stunned. I hadn’t realized she’d been watching me so closely. And she’d been jealous while I was sucking Minyong’s dick? That was shocking.
“Taemin, you’re too boring and dull these days. Always studying or nagging. That’s why I brought the girls. To make you fuck them.”
“What?”
“Honestly, you’re a good guy. Tall, smart, handsome, gentle. You tick every box women want. But you’re acting like this because your mind is the problem. So I made a plan to turn you into our cool brother’s girlfriend. What do you think? Cute, right? A sister who takes responsibility for all the boys’ girlfriends. Where else would you find one?”
I had no words.
“And another thing… I already told my friends everything.”
“What? What did you tell them?”
“You know, the… lewd thing… kikikiki~ And that once we start, we turn into a runaway train. Look at their eyes? They’re all dying to get you first. That’s why I’m telling you right now. Don’t resist, Taemin. Just receive what we give you. And pick the best one.”
“…Pick?”
“We’ll date.”
Holy crap… so after fucking each of them once, she’d let me choose one and date her.
“Yeonju, are you okay with me dating your friends?”
Yeonju’s eyes flickered slightly as she looked at me. I waited for her answer. She stared a moment longer, then smiled mischievously and spoke.