Eight Corners Society (14)
Eight Corners Society (14)
When something out of the ordinary repeated, it became routine. This was not a story confined to adultery. The meals prepared for the guards, the fragrant tea, the cozy resting place—once visited again and again, inertia set in. As they began to see it as a place of ease rather than a post of duty, their vigilance faded, and they grew absorbed in finding ever more comfortable ways to rest.
The bed meant to ease the fatigue accumulated from the rough world outside, and the scents that invited sleep, began to feel welcome. Those who at first lay down cautiously, watching for reactions, eventually sprawled out like starfish, scratching their bellies as they drifted off.
"Would you like to see the back garden?"
After confirming that the guards were snoring in their sleep, Seon-go broached the subject of the garden to Eun Ho-seol. The back garden was an area she had not yet shown her. Leading Eun Ho-seol to the secluded back garden would have inevitably drawn the guards to follow.
And because Eun Ho-seol might have felt reluctant to visit a place with no clear line of sight.
But now that the complacent guards who considered this place safe had fallen asleep, and now that Eun Ho-seol craved more pleasure, she was certain she would nod even at such a request.
"The garden?"
At Seon-go's question, Eun Ho-seol turned her head. She instinctively looked for the guards. Of course, they were not there. I smiled and said to Eun Ho-seol.
"Let the guards rest well. We'll look around on our own. What could possibly happen?"
When I spoke, Eun Ho-seol's face flushed red, and like a shy maiden she clasped her hands together and bowed her head deeply. The way she silently nodded and crept toward me on tiptoe was just like a puppy. Seon-go watched that sight with satisfaction, but when I signaled with my eyes, she made an 'oops' face and continued.
"I've decorated it quite beautifully. I really wanted to show Madam Eun."
"...I'll go."
Eun Ho-seol nodded. Even as she spoke, she was looking at me, not at Seon-go.
*****
The back garden was not a space the Zhuge family and I had specially arranged. It had been there since we bought the estate, and the previous owner had said we did not need to clear it. However, there was no reason to dispose of such a bewitching space, full of hiding places and offering all sorts of excuses.
"Wow...."
As soon as they entered the garden, Eun Ho-seol let out an exclamation and her eyes went wide. Compared to the modest scale of the estate, the variety of trees and flowers blended together, bursting with colorful hues. A winding stone path led to the pond and another part of the estate, and ivy clung to the fence, making it feel as if you were deep in nature.
"It's different from where I live, too."
I had also visited Hwang Ryong-seong's estate. I did not remember the garden, but the splendor that estate exuded and the beauty of our current estate's garden were definitely of a different character. Eun Ho-seol recognized that difference and was stroking the flowers with a moved expression.
"Could even these beautiful flowers compare to you, Madam?"
As I whispered that, I pressed close beside her. When Eun Ho-seol flinched in surprise and looked toward where Seon-go was, Seon-go was completely absorbed in trimming the plants with garden shears. She was humming a tune and neatly cutting branches, but in truth she had one ear open and her eyes darting, observing our figures.
"...What strange things you say."
Unaware of Seon-go's gaze, Eun Ho-seol turned red all the way to her ears and bowed her head. As if toying with her heart, Seon-go made the shears go tak-tak deliberately and hummed even louder.
"Heum~ heu-eung~ eum~."
The sound of garden shears and humming. Leaving behind my wife's voice filling the garden, I led another man's woman to a corner of the garden. A shadow draped over the two of us, and the bushes and flowering trees concealed our figures. Far away, Seon-go's form could be glimpsed through gaps in the thickets, and I led Eun Ho-seol forward, opening my mouth as if to explain.
"This is a space where Seon-go and I come to rest. After busying ourselves with garden work or finishing martial arts training, we sit on the bench like this and whisper love to each other."
At the words 'whisper love,' Eun Ho-seol's expression turned complicated before flushing red again. The complicated part was probably because she sensed traces of Seon-go, and the blushing was likely because she knew why she had been lured to such a private space.
I wrapped my arm around Eun Ho-seol's waist and pressed her against the wall. Eun Ho-seol carefully walked toward the vine-covered wall, then, looking at me, she pressed herself against it on her own. With my hand braced against the wall, I faced her and leaned in close, whispering.
"It's a good place to rest because no one sees you and no sound carries."
"...Wh-what are you going to do here...?"
Eun Ho-seol asked. What was he going to do here.
I opened my mouth. But I did not answer. I opened my mouth to push my tongue inside, lowered my head, and kissed her. The scent of the tea we had just drunk lingered in our mouths as our tongues intertwined, thrust deep. Eun Ho-seol closed her eyes and felt my movements, and I clutched her breasts, kneading them gently.
"Eum...! Heu-eum...! Heu-eung...!"
Moans escaped Eun Ho-seol's mouth. When I slipped my knee between her legs and pressed my thigh against her, she gave me a hazy look and started rubbing her hips against me on her own while sucking on my tongue. When I pulled my lips away and lifted my head, a glistening thread of saliva stretched between us, revealing her glossy lips and flushed cheeks.
"Haa...! Haa...!"
Rough moaning could be heard.
Tak.
The garden shears snipped lightly. Pretending not to know anything, Seon-go continued pruning the garden, while pretending not to look back. Eun Ho-seol's gaze briefly turned toward Seon-go, then latched back onto me. Then she rubbed her lips against mine on her own and thrust her tongue inside.
She burrowed inside, gently coiled, pulled, and then swallowed my saliva with a gulp, clinging to me as if trying to bury herself in my face. It was as if she meant to devour me.
"Chu-up... heu-up... heu-eum...! heu-eu-eum...!"
She peeled her body away from the wall as if wringing herself into my embrace, and the hand that had been around my waist slid down to firmly grip her buttocks. The moment she flinched at my touch, she wrapped her own hands around my backside, closed her eyes, and savored the sensation.
"Heu...! Chureup...! Heup...!"
"Pwaa...!"
Out of breath, I pulled my lips away. After staring blankly for a moment, Eun Ho-seol's hand moved from my backside to my flank. Then it traveled down to my lower belly and tapped the tip of my bulging erection. My hand, as if about to rise to her waist, went back to her buttocks and, gripping tightly, my fingers crept spider-like between her legs.
Contrary to the crude and lewd movements of our hands, we were looking into each other's eyes. As if the slightest break in the mood would shatter this moment, we proceeded without hesitation to the next step.
My hand was lifting her skirt, and Eun Ho-seol's hand was dancing hesitantly over my trousers. My hand swept up her bare leg, and my thigh pressed tight between her legs, pressing against her most intimate place.
"Haa...!"
Eun Ho-seol moaned and clung to me, and my hand moved inside her skirt. I felt the soft cloth of her underwear over her thigh, and Eun Ho-seol's hand finally pulled down my trousers.
She stroked my bulging organ with her hand.
My hand began to sweep down over her womanhood through her underwear.
"Heu-eut... ung...! eu-eut...! eu-eum...!"
Moans rang out, and Eun Ho-seol covered her mouth in case Seon-go might hear. The hand touching my cock moved quickly up and down, and in return, my hand rubbed and squirmed, drenching her underwear.
"Eup...! eu-up...! heu-up...! heut...!"
Eun Ho-seol, her mouth still covered, let out stifled moans and clung to me tighter, and I too, suppressing the surging pleasure, pressed myself against her. While our hands caressed each other's genitals, I no longer heard the sound of garden shears or humming.
There was nothing more than a lascivious woman leaning against the bushes, watching; nothing more than a lewd woman savoring adultery, unaware of her very existence; and nothing more than a depraved man pressing a woman who knew nothing against the wall to sate his lust, finally losing control to the touch and ejaculating.
"Eu-eut...!"
"Heu-eu-eup...! Heu-eup...! Heung...!"
And Eun Ho-seol, saliva dripping from between her still-covered lips, reached her climax.