The Mother-in-Law's Dilemma
The affair with Han Sarang continued throughout the day. She climaxed incessantly, broadcasting the joy of a female in heat throughout the entire villa. Once, perhaps because the noise was too loud, a female student from the floor above actually came down to complain. The girl stood there, pointing fingers and arguing heatedly. However, in the middle of her tirade, she caught a glimpse of the scene beyond the doorway. Han Sarang was convulsing in pleasure, with bodily fluids splattered everywhere. The student’s eyes went wide, filled with shock and horror. Soon, she stopped her nagging and hurried away. There were a few more complaints from neighbors after that, but most of them met a similar fate. If you show them the scene of a hot, intense sexual encounter, they lose their nerve and retreat. And so, we were able to share a primal, beast-like love until the evening.
Han Sarang seemed to have thoroughly enjoyed our long-awaited reunion, as she was practically exhausted. I took her into a warm bathtub to wash her off. Since we had spent the entire day doing nothing but having sex, we hadn't even had a chance to catch up on each other's lives.
"Haha. I called you over and then just focused on sex, didn't I? I’m sorry if that bothered you." As I washed her fair skin and apologized, she shyly shook her head.
"Not at all. Sometimes, it's nice to be treated roughly like this. I enjoyed it to the fullest, so don't worry." Her voice was soft and laced with affection. It was hard to believe she was the same woman who had been crying out like a beast only minutes ago. I held her warmly and asked about how she’d been.
"By the way, how is work lately? Are the view counts good?" I asked about the Pilates lecture channel she ran. Fortunately, her popularity seemed to remain high, as she laughed and boasted cutely.
"Of course. Maybe it's because I'm being loved so much by my son-in-law, but people are saying my beauty is peaking lately. Thanks to that, my subscriber count has grown quite a bit."
"Wow, really? Then I guess I have to love you even more from now on. You weren't lonely because I hadn't been in touch, were you?"
At that question, Han Sarang shook her head vigorously. "Lonely? Not at all. I’m perfectly satisfied with our current relationship. I don't want to make a fool of myself by clinging to my son-in-law any more than this."
I pretended to be surprised by her answer and pressed her. "Make a fool of yourself? Don't say things like that. If you like someone, you can cling to them a little. That’s never a foolish thing."
But Han Sarang, being a mature woman, knew how to exercise restraint. "When you get to my age, you have to know how to endure sometimes. You can't live your life doing everything you want."
"......"
"And you need to meet a new woman now, too. I don't want to ruin your marriage prospects twice over because of my own greed." She grabbed my hand tightly, a hint of apology in her touch. It was likely her way of atoning for the unhappiness of the past. Moreover, she seemed to have already guessed about my infidelity to some extent. It felt like it was time to tell her the truth.
"...Actually, I’m already seeing someone new. I should have told you first, Mother-in-law. I’m sorry."
But she didn't blame me in the slightest. Instead, she held me warmly, as if to comfort me. "Sorry? A man in his prime can do that. You don't need to hide such things from me. Even if you see other women, you are still a precious person to me."
"Thank you. For saying that."
"Hoho. I’m the one who’s grateful. Honestly, I thought that if you found a new woman, I would naturally be discarded. There are so many younger, prettier women out there. I thought you wouldn't see me anymore." She continued with a bitter smile.
"That’s why I was so happy when you contacted me yesterday. I realized I hadn't been discarded yet. That I could still see my son-in-law. That you still wanted me. I felt such relief." She smiled brightly, as if trying to shake off her anxiety. But underneath, there was an unavoidable, subtle fear. I hugged her tightly. She must have been very anxious during the time I hadn't reached out. Being quick-witted, she must have instinctively known I had other women. That’s why she thought she would be abandoned before long.
I decided to ease that anxiety a little. Holding her close, I whispered in a calm voice.
"If you’re okay with it, I want to keep seeing you. A lover is a lover, and a mother-in-law is a mother-in-law. You are a very precious person to me, too."
"...But. Will she understand? We can't keep it a secret forever. It could become a problem later."
"No, it's fine. Actually, my girlfriend already knows everything. I even got her permission."
"...Pe, permission? To meet other women?"
"Yes. She even knows we’re son-in-law and mother-in-law. She’s a broad-minded person who understands everything, so it won’t be a problem."
However, she didn't seem to believe it easily, and the anxiety didn't leave her eyes. To prove it, I showed her several text messages. Some of them even mentioned Ahn Su-a and Park Chaerin. Seeing this, Han Sarang stared at me with a dazed expression. Then, with a touch of resentment, she pinched my cheek.
"...My son-in-law. You weren't just seeing one or two people, were you?"
"......"
"...I’m starting to feel a bit hurt now. I’m not being unreasonable, am I?"
"Of course not. I regret not telling you sooner."
"...Still, four people seems like a lot. No matter how much of a prime you're in, how can you manage four?" She continued to ask questions with a dreamy face, as if she were shocked in more ways than one.
"...Then, this person here is your girlfriend? And these two are just partners?"
"Yes. For reference, Su-a is my cousin."
"...Co, cousin? A relative?"
"Yes. My aunt's daughter."
"...No. How on earth? Is that really okay?"
"Haha. I did it with you, didn't I?"
"...Well, that’s true, but I’m curious. How did you end up in that kind of relationship with a relative?" That question was filled with a salacious curiosity, like that of an adolescent girl. Seeing her interest, I grinned and showed her the Pig House channel.
"It might be a bit extreme for you, but Su-a was always very interested in sex. She even filmed and uploaded erotic videos on her own."
"...Oh my. What is this video? Is this Su-a?"
"Yes. She goes by the name Suji on the channel. She looks cute, doesn't she?"
"...No, she is cute. But why is Su-a filming something like this? Is it for the money?" She seemed worried, as a parent with a daughter would be. Well, she was around the same age as her daughter, so it was natural to be concerned. She probably couldn't help but feel like it was her own business.
"No, it's not necessarily for the money. She just enjoys the attention itself."
"...Attention? From the viewers?"
"Yes. Since there are a lot of lewd comments, reading them is actually more fun than you'd think."
However, she let out a faint sigh, as if she couldn't quite understand. "Phew. I want to stop her right now. You never know what kind of problems might arise later. It's not like she's short on money. There's no need to film such dangerous videos."
I showed her a full-blown sex video. It was the most recently uploaded video of Ahn Su-a's "deflowering ceremony." The male actor was, of course, me, Kang Minhyuk. Soon after, Han Sarang realized my presence and her eyes widened in shock. Covering her mouth, she pointed at the video and asked.
"...Th, th, this! Isn't this you, son-in-law? Don't tell me you filmed this video?"
I decided to come clean about everything. I nodded with a sorrowful smile. "Yes. Actually, I filmed it too. Honestly, it was fun. The fact that I was capturing what I was doing on video. And the fact that someone was watching it. There’s a certain thrill to it."
Han Sarang seemed unable to decide how to react. She stammered, unable to continue her words. I took the lead and tried to persuade her.
"Honestly, I want to film you once, too. It's not just for the money. I want to show off that such a cute and pretty woman is mine."
I showed her the comment section of the video. The comments on Su-a's deflowering video were still pouring in actively. As Han Sarang slowly looked through them, her face flushed red. Although she was used to lewd sexual harassment while running her YouTube channel, the comments here seemed to be quite spicy even for her.
"...My goodness. Does Su-a read these comments too?"
"Of course. She’s probably reading them right now. She loves getting attention that much."
"...She likes these lewd, harassing comments?"
"It's a bit like that. Being the target of strong demands means you're that much more attractive. The people here don't just say this to anyone. They only do it to pretty and sexy women." I gently grabbed Han Sarang’s breasts and whispered seductively.
"Maybe if you upload a video, the reaction will be insane, too. If they see milk coming out of these sexy tits, everyone will go crazy. Of course, I’m the only one who can taste it. That sense of superiority is truly maddening."
She must have imagined herself being filmed, because at some point, her nipples began to tense up. I circled her nipples, tickling, pulling, and flicking them gently.
"...Hnn♥︎"
"See? It’s more thrilling than you thought, right? You should try filming with me sometime. I’ll guarantee your safety. It will definitely be a very unique experience."
She fell into deep thought, looking at her own flushed body. I didn't rush or pressure her. I just added one final nail to the coffin.
"For your information, my girlfriend is planning to film too. I thought you might feel left out if I left you out."
It was a nuance that suggested she would only be the one losing out if she didn't join. Of course, Han Sarang wasn't the type to fall for such tricks easily.
"...Hmm. Can you give me some time to think? I’ll think about it for a few days and let you know."
As expected, she cautiously deferred her answer. I didn't expect her to join immediately either. I nodded readily and gave her permission. "Of course. It's not a decision to be made lightly, so take your time."
But for some reason, I had a good feeling. A feeling that I would be able to introduce "Mango" to Pig House before long. I smiled faintly and gently stroked Han Sarang’s hair. I truly wanted her to join my channel.