#11 Scenario: The Model Family
I entered the workshop and gave Maeng Soyul her instructions.
"As I explained earlier, check if the cameras installed during the training camp are working properly, and make sure the guests can relax comfortably while preparing for the review session."
"Yes."
"First off, prepare the showers and meals. I'll let you know the details separately, but you already have the gist."
"Yes, got it!"
Her tense, rookie-employee vibe was pretty cute.
"Good. Then..."
I checked the time and stood up.
"We'll start with consultations. Could you send Woo Da-hee in here?"
"Ah, yes, right away."
I followed Maeng Soyul out and grabbed a chair from the kitchen before heading back to the workshop.
Soon, Woo Da-hee stepped inside.
"You called for me?"
"Yeah, have a seat here."
I opened my notebook and paused for a moment. Without the scenario, she always seemed so composed and relaxed, but now I could see her gauging my mood.
"Before we get started, we'll do a quick consultation. No need to be nervous."
"Okay~."
"Hmm, looks like you're on the verge of demotion, huh?"
I'd told her to relax, then hit her with a loaded question right off the bat.
Woo Da-hee gave an awkward smile.
"Yeah, I wonder where I went wrong..."
"You got perfect scores on the physical side, but acting dragged you down."
"......"
She flinched when I pinpointed it so directly.
"You know the theme this time is the wise wife and devoted mother, right?"
"Yes, I do."
"What does a wise wife and devoted mother mean to you?"
Like she was in a job interview, she laid out her thoughts smoothly.
"I think it's about making sure your husband doesn't have to worry about the house when he comes home from work outside."
"You seem to grasp the theme well."
I drew a circle on the notebook. It was blank, of course, but out of sight, it would feel like I was judging her.
I followed up with another question.
"If you're both working, should the wife handle all the housework alone?"
"No, I don't think so. It should be about mutual consideration and sharing the load, right?"
"I see."
I scribbled some meaningless doodles briefly before speaking again.
"Today, we'll throw out various topics fitting the wise wife and devoted mother theme and see how you respond."
"Yes."
"Keep in mind, a demotion this time puts you at 'E' rank."
"Yes, thank you."
Next, Woo Da-young came in.
She looked tense at a glance.
"Hmm, stuck at 'A' rank for seven years now?"
She bowed her head like she'd committed a crime at the pointed question right as she entered.
"You haven't done anything wrong, so don't look so down. Just pass this time."
"Yes..."
"Looking at your physical grades... breasts and ass are S-class, but the sounds that please a man and your pussy are a bit off. Acting too."
It was funny saying those words so seriously, but from Woo Da-young's perspective, each one must have felt like a dagger to the heart.
"Yes..."
"It's fine. Practice today and switch it up. So, Da-young, what do you think a wise wife and devoted mother is?"
The theme changed every year, so there were no cheat sheets. She thought for a moment before answering.
"Raising kids right... isn't that it?"
"Yes, good."
I pretended to jot notes like I had with Woo Da-hee and asked another question.
"If your husband wants sex but you're on your period, what would you do?"
"Take a day off, maybe?"
"I see. Got it."
I furrowed my brow slightly and scribbled, making her look majorly flustered.
"Was that not the right answer?"
"Can't say. Alright, stand up."
"Ah..."
She seemed to think she'd gotten off on the wrong foot from the start, her face full of anxiety.
"Everyone, have a seat on the sofa. I'll tell you the first practice topic."
They all perked up their ears and eyes for the first topic.
I pulled out a pre-made paper and pretended to think it over, building suspense.
Even though it was already decided.
"The basics of a wise wife start with housework. There are all sorts of situations, of course, but we'll begin with the fundamentals. We'll check the bedroom scene after the husband gets home from work."
I finished speaking and handed documents to Maeng Soyul behind me.
"Scores will be checked for every situation, and you'll improve on weak points in the next ones. Let's head to the master bedroom."
I led them to the master bedroom.
"Bedtime attire is naked. Change, but do it in a seductive way so your hardworking husband can feel the mood after a long day."
I sat on the edge of the bed and held out my hand to Maeng Soyul.
"Notebook."
"Yes."
Like a secretary, she handed me the notebook and pen she was holding.
Knowing it was an evaluation, Woo Da-hee and Woo Da-young standing in front swallowed hard.
"Change."
I stared at them with a cold, appraising gaze, like a judge.
They exchanged glances, and the older sister, Woo Da-hee, took off her suit jacket first.
I didn't add extra details here on purpose.
I wanted to see their natural selves in the scenario.
Sarahk.
Woo Da-young followed, shrugging off her black jacket.
Maeng Soyul watched them both, jotting down her own scores.
"......"
In the quiet room, only the sounds of clothes coming off echoed.
Thud.
Thud.
They were supposed to seduce, but it didn't feel seductive.
I noted that while admiring their figures.
Woo Da-hee undid her shirt buttons, her wavy hair swaying as she slipped it off and let it drop from her fingertips.
She tilted her body slightly toward me and unfastened her skirt.
She rolled down her black stockings one leg at a time.
Thud.
The sound of the stockings hitting the floor rang loud in the silence.
She watched my expression as she hooked her fingers into the sides of her lacy, mature black panties and slowly slid them down.
Her neatly groomed pubic hair came into soft view.
She unclasped her bra next, lightly covering her full breasts with her fingertips and biting her lower lip.
"......"
Instead of replying, I shifted my gaze to Woo Da-young.
She was trying to seduce in her own way, but with Woo Da-hee beside her, the comparison made it less erotic.
Plus, after seven years together, I had some immunity.
Her voluptuous body was still enticing, though.
Sasak.
I jotted an evaluation in the notebook without hesitation and spoke.
"Moving on. The husband is tired after work, so before sex, the basics are massaging and caressing to loosen his weary body."
Standing naked, they focused on my words.
"I'll demonstrate a massage and caress once. This evaluation decides what training to give later, so let's aim to raise those ranks."
I added pressure on purpose and stripped off my clothes in one go.
I quickly undid my shirt buttons, unzipped my pants, tossed them under the bed, and shot Maeng Soyul a glance.
As she folded the clothes under the bed, I lay spread-eagle on it.
With sisters around, a threesome was standard, after all.
"......Come here? Why are you just standing?"
Their eyes drifted to my crotch. I knew exactly what they were staring at.
It had been standing since the inspection earlier, pointing straight at the ceiling.
First time seeing it today, so their surprise was natural.
It never got old watching their shocked faces at my cock.
Creeak.
I watched the sisters climb onto the bed, propped my head on a pillow, and rested my arms on another as I looked down.
"Should we just... do it?"
"Yes, go ahead."
No detailed instructions, so they looked a bit lost at first.
"Hmm... Da-hee, come to the other side. Split my body in half—one side Da-hee, the other Da-young, caress with your tongues."
"Ah... thank you."
The two, unsure how to start, slowly approached my neck.
"Starting now."
"Yes."
Woo Da-hee went first. She brushed back her falling hair and slowly kissed my neck.
Woo Da-young followed her sister's lead on the other side.
"Hmmm..."
A groan was inevitable. I lowered my arms and wrapped them warmly around their backs.
They leaned into my embrace, leaving clear marks on my neck with tongues and lips as I'd asked.
Chup...
Um...
Their sucking sounds rang in my ears.
Below, it throbbed, ready to burst.
After that, I said nothing on purpose.
Churup..., haa...
Um..., chup...
I stroked their heads as they sucked my neck, guiding them toward my collarbone with gentle pressure instead of words.
Chueup..., um..., chururup..., haa.
Haum..., chup..., chueup...
Reaching my chest past the collarbone, they split amicably, licking and sucking my nipples.
Chup...
The sensitive spots made my body twitch and tremble.
Reacting to me, they focused harder, sucking away.
Churup.... Haa..., um...
Woo Da-hee instinctively reached down first, grasping my upright cock and stroking it gently.
Woo Da-young, who'd been eyeing it, slid her hand down to fondle the rest.
I spread my legs for easier access, and they shifted accordingly.
"You gotta grind too—rubbing your pussy is part of caressing."
Her hips approached, draping one leg over my thigh and subtly grinding.
"Hmmm..."
I hadn't planned to give tips, but I couldn't resist adding more.
"One strokes the shaft, the other cups the balls—gently, no pain."
At that, Woo Da-hee's hand slid down my cock to softly cradle my balls, rolling her fingers to tease.
Chup...
Their tongues and lips kept working my nipples relentlessly.