Chapter 68
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Irreversible (2)
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I could only guess at Sujin's situation from our phone calls and family chats.
So I couldn't know the exact details, but a few things were crystal clear.
One was that her father, who had been co-CEO of the company, had been cleared of the embezzlement charges. Which meant he no longer had to run and hide.
The other was that he'd get first dibs on repayment for the personal assets he'd used to cover the embezzled amount and the company's debts.
In short, he'd get back every penny he'd poured in to save the company—plus interest.
'So that's why Sujin said that when she left.'
Sujin no longer needed to film adult videos to make money.
Of course, things wouldn't turn around overnight, but it was clear she'd soon be back to her wealthy self as Kim Sujin.
I tidied up the room.
Played some games to kill time.
Time flew by.
Before I knew it, it was dark outside.
9 p.m.
Ka-talk.
[Kim Sujin] Home?
[Me] Yeah
[Kim Sujin] Alone?
[Me] Yeah
[Kim Sujin] Send me one more dick pic and I'll chop your fingers off
[Me] OK
[Kim Sujin] Gonna shower and head up
Thirty minutes later, the door lock beeped, and Kim Sujin walked in.
Wearing a thin tank top and dolphin shorts.
I was sitting on the living room couch watching TV and casually asked as if it were no big deal,
"How'd it go?"
"What."
Sujin came over to the couch, pushed me down, and climbed on top.
"I mean, you rushed out. Wasn't it something important?"
Sujin lay on top of me, pressing our bodies together, and kissed me.
After a light kiss, she looked down into my eyes and spoke.
"Kim Minwoo."
"Yeah?"
She clicked her tongue lightly.
"Tsk tsk. You dumb bastard."
"...?"
For a split second, her big eyes seemed to glisten with tears.
She hugged me tight and rubbed her cheek wildly against mine.
"You fucking idiot. Uwaaaaaah."
Sujin let out a joyful whoop.
I had no idea why she was cursing.
But her reaction made it clear the family issue had been resolved.
I knew everything, but I had to play dumb.
I gently stroked her back and asked,
"What's up, huh?"
Sujin lifted herself up.
Her pink nipples poked prominently through the sheer-thin tank top.
She grabbed my cheeks and said,
"You got lucky, huh?"
"Huh?"
"No take-backs now."
If I didn't know about Sujin's situation, I wouldn't have had a clue what she meant.
I had to act clueless.
"Wha?"
Sujin gave a wry smile.
"You don't need to know."
She didn't want to talk about it.
She let go of my cheeks.
I asked,
"Anyway, nothing serious?"
"Nothing serious? Oh, there is."
"...?"
"Me starting OnlyFans with you—that's serious."
Sujin pulled her tank top up over her breasts.
Her round, full tits were on mouthwatering display.
She leaned her waist down toward me.
Sujin grabbed one firm, jiggling breast and brought the nipple to my lips.
"Suck."
I didn't hesitate—licked around her areola once, then sucked hard on the nipple.
Sujin, looking down at me, threw her head back and let out a lewd breath.
"Haa."
I kneaded her ass while teasing her nipple.
Sujin looked down at me.
"Tasty?"
Instead of answering, I nodded while sucking sloppily on her nipple.
She stroked my hair.
"Kim Minwoo."
"Mm?"
"We're keeping it up. Got it?"
"Huh?"
I flicked my tongue rapidly over her hardening nipple.
"Keeping up OnlyFans with me."
I played dumb, stuck my tongue in, and mumbled,
"Were you gonna stop?"
Sujin, at a loss for words, pressed her tit harder against my mouth and shook it up and down.
"Shut up and keep sucking."
Her pink nipple, slick with my saliva, rubbed wildly against my lips.
I latched on again and sucked hard.
Sujin smirked down at me.
"Eww. You're ugly."
I swirled my tongue around her areola.
"I have no idea what you've been saying since earlier."
"Whatever. You don't need to. Just think of Kim Sujin as your personal fuckhole from now on."
I gave a thumbs-up while sucking her nipple.
Sujin chuckled.
My hands, kneading her ass, naturally tugged down her dolphin shorts.
The shorts slid down her thighs, and Sujin took over, pulling them off herself.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and rolled us over on the wide couch.
"Hng."
Sujin ended up under me.
I grabbed her ankles, spread her legs, and licked at her pussy, which was starting to get wet.
"Haa."
Sujin exhaled hotly, gently gripping my hair.
I relentlessly tongued her clit, and love juices poured from her slit.
"Hey. Haa. Haa. Stop and just fuck me already. Haa."
I stripped off my pajama pants and underwear, then slid between her legs.
I gripped my thick shaft like a club and lightly smacked her mound.
"What're you doing. Hurry up and put it in."
Sujin writhed her hips impatiently.
I teased her entrance with my glans and said,
"You're keeping it up, so I'll keep it up too?"
"Huh?"
I planted my hands on either side of her and slowly pushed my hips forward.
"Haa."
As the thick rod she'd been waiting for slid in like a syringe, Sujin let out a burdened, heated breath.
"You're keeping up OnlyFans, right."
"Yeah. So?"
"I'll keep trying to knock you up too."
Sujin curled her lips up.
"That's what this is about? You real psycho."
I started moving my hips slowly.
"Haang♡ Haa. Haa."
Sujin's legs wrapped around my waist.
"Can't?"
I sped up a bit and kissed her cheek.
Sujin, arms around my neck, whispered softly into my ear,
"Don't just talk—try it for real."
At her response, I silently started pounding my cock into her hard.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch
"Aaaaang♥"
Her shameless bitch-in-heat moans stimulated my ears.
I kissed her.
Sujin's tongue slipped into my mouth, frantically seeking mine.
Our tongues rubbed without pause.
She kissed me longer than usual.
*
A few days passed.
8:30 a.m.
[Cafe Honeyed]
Unlike usual, pop songs—not idol tracks—were playing in the cafe.
Choi Yujeong set her English vocab book under the counter and memorized the word she'd just seen.
'Excite: to arouse excitement... excite: to arouse excitement...'
No customers, so she sat in the chair for a bit.
If she didn't memorize, she'd get punished by taking that thick cock all the way down her throat.
Yujeong felt excitement crawl up her spine just thinking about it.
She'd grown addicted to sucking Kim Minwoo's dick without realizing, so she was memorizing words to subtly earn that punishment.
Not memorizing any at all would be like admitting she loved the perverse act of choking on cock down to her throat.
Memorizing most but messing up two or three on purpose got her the right amount of punishment without raising suspicion—and it felt good.
Yujeong put two slices of bread in the toaster.
The boss had told her to let the scent of baking bread waft through the shop, and it was a light way to fill her stomach in the morning.
She took out the finished toast and took a bite.
Delicious.
She sat there blankly, munching.
Suddenly, she remembered making kimchi stew and rolled omelet for dinner with Kim Minwoo.
Watching him eat it so heartily had made her happy.
'That jerk...'
Always seemed to live on instant ramen and dumplings.
Tomorrow was filming day—maybe make dinner again.
'Thousand-layer nabe? Nah, guys like pork stir-fry or pork cutlets, right?'
She absentmindedly opened YouTube and searched cooking videos.
[Made pork stir-fry like this and now hubby begs for it daily!]
Yujeong clicked it.
Nothing special—a standard recipe.
Regular pork stir-fry.
Sprouts were the key point? Or whatever.
'Anything tossed in pork marinade tastes good. Saw some Shanghai greens in the fridge the other day. Try those?'
Imagining Kim Minwoo wolfing down her pork stir-fry brought a smile to her lips.
She asked the imaginary Minwoo,
-Tasty?
-Yeah. Made by my wife—of course it is.
-No trouble at work?
-Office was chaos today.
-Why?
-Manager Kim got caught cheating. Wife chased him to the office.
-Mommy!
A daughter who looked just like Yujeong came toddling over, arms out for a hug.
She jolted up from her chair.
She'd unwittingly fantasized about shacking up with Kim Minwoo.
'Choi Yujeong, you crazy bitch. Get a grip?'
She scolded herself and sat back down.
Kim Minwoo.
Yeah.
Decent-looking, right?
Diligent. Listens well.
Great banter.
Fine.
Good at English. Good with computers.
Big dick. Great in bed.
Fine.
Knows to set water by the bed before I wake up.
Takes my beatings and rough treatment.
Eats my cooking like it's gourmet.
Okay, fine.
Yujeong shook her head vigorously.
'No.'
No way. Absolutely not.
Unlike girls her age who separated dating from marriage, Choi Yujeong didn't do casual hookups.
If she dated, it was serious—for someone she'd give her heart to long-term.
But Kim Minwoo?
The guy who rotated fucking her besties Kim Sujin and Lee Ayoung.
The three of them had sworn brotherhood over his cock.
But if they dated...
'What would happen?'
They'd have to keep it secret, obviously.
They'd all promised not to date Minwoo because of OnlyFans.
'Fuck...'
Yujeong clutched her head.
Put up with her boyfriend fucking other girls—her best friends, no less?
She shot up from her chair.
Men were everywhere.
Yujeong knew her worth.
Top-tier face and body.
'What do I lack?'
Yeah.
'It's not that I like Minwoo.'
She was addicted to his cock.
Like digital detox—maybe cut off Minwoo's dick for a few days? Yujeong pondered.
'Fuck. I'm screwed.'
She paced in circles, lost in thought.
'Can't do it, can I?'
No matter how she thought, it seemed impossible.
Yujeong closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Desperately soothing herself.
'Think about it, Choi Yujeong. You imagining him calling you "honey" or "baby"? Makes no sense. Who's dating a punching machine?'
Just then, the cafe door opened with a jingle.
Yujeong whipped her head around.
"Welcome—"
Stepping in was Kim Minwoo in tracksuit.
Our eyes met from afar; he nodded lightly and headed to the counter.
Bored alone in the morning cafe, Yujeong had messaged him to come help out for a bit.
Yujeong pointed inside the counter.
"Come here and check this. Something keeps popping up on the laptop."
Minwoo came behind the counter and looked at the laptop.
Yujeong swallowed hard and asked tensely,
"Can you fix it?"
She finished the sentence in her mind.
'Honey?'
Her face flushed beet red in an instant.
She squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed.
Felt like steam was bursting from her head.
The pet name she'd thought awkward and weird was inexplicably making her heart race.