Power & Sex, and... 56
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"Come on in. I hope I'm not keeping you from something important when you're so busy."
"What are you saying, Father-in-law? I should have come to see you much sooner. I'm sorry."
"No need for that. I know how busy you are. But are you holding up okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. In fact, I think the current situation could even be an opportunity."
"If you'd helped with my business instead of getting into politics, you might have climbed to the top of the business world by now."
"Oh, come on. I know nothing about running a company."
"Anyway, if it gets tough, just let me know anytime."
"Yes, Father-in-law."
After that, there wasn't much more conversation. They just played a few games of baduk before I left the chairman's house. The only other thing was handing him a CD just before putting away the board, asking him to check it if I ever got trapped in some inescapable snare or if something happened to me, and to take action accordingly. That was it. Chairman Lee must have sensed the CD wasn't something trivial, as he accepted it with a grave expression and carefully stowed it away.
I left Chairman Lee's house and headed to the party office. The tent protest in front of the party headquarters was still bustling, and since they'd already finished dinner, Ara was sitting with Jeong-ah, chatting amiably with the cafe members. I had to send her back to Busan tomorrow morning, so I needed to make sure she got some early rest.
"Everyone's working so hard, aren't you?"
"Assemblyman, you're late today."
"I had some business and got held up quite a bit. I'm sorry you all have to go through this because of me."
"No, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't even know what a scumbag the party leader is—we'd still be getting fooled. We should be thanking you."
"But everyone, I hate to ask, but I need a favor."
"What is it? Tell us."
"My wife has to head back to Busan tomorrow morning. As some of you know, she works at the city library. She took three days off—Friday, Saturday, Sunday—to come see me, but she has to be at work on Tuesday, so if she's going back tomorrow, we need to let her head out early."
"Honey!"
As I was speaking, Ara let out a sharp cry and called to me.
"Listen to me for once today. I'm grateful you're doing all this, but you're paid with the taxes we citizens give the country. So when you go to work on Tuesday, you need to be in top condition to do your job properly—that's how you earn your salary."
"Honey, if I take the evening train and go straight to bed when I get home, it'll be fine. I'll take care of you until lunchtime tomorrow."
Ara looked up at me with eyes like she was about to cry, pleading desperately. When I couldn't bring myself to say anything in response, Jeong-ah chimed in, "Sis, go rest inside. I'll work extra hard to cover for you." The people in the tent all joined in unison: "Sis, head in." "Ara, go rest." "I'll definitely visit you in Busan later." They urged her from all sides to finally go rest.
In the end, with even the people from the next tent over joining in to urge her home, and the female members led by Jeong-ah practically dragging her away, Ara was finally able to leave the protest site.
"Honey, why'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"All those people are suffering because of you. It doesn't look right for your wife to be doing the same."
She had a point, of course. But even for a low-level civil servant, neglecting her actual duties by exhausting herself on other work, leaving her too worn out to perform properly during her shift—that was a sin against the public as a national employee.
When I got home, showered in the bathroom, and came out, she was already asleep. She was usually so obsessively clean that I sometimes wondered if she had OCD, but the fact that she hadn't even washed up before crashing showed just how drained her stamina was. Careful not to wake her, I gently picked her up and laid her on the bed.
Tap, tap. The sound of chopping woke me up, and the room was filled with the rich aroma of fresh coffee. Ara must have woken up already. I quietly opened the door and peeked into the kitchen. Coffee was brewing on one side, and Ara stood at the sink in a navy apron, chopping something on the cutting board.
I slipped up behind her, wrapped my arms around her, kissed her nape, and murmured, "Did my wife sleep well~?" She turned her head, looked back, and pressed her lips to mine.
"Why'd you get up so early? Sleep more."
"Pfft~ Trying to sneak away like the other day?"
"That day I had urgent business. A breakfast meeting."
"But after I make you breakfast today, it’ll be a while before I can do it again~?"
Her eyes grew moist. Feeling the weight of her gaze, I turned her around, pulled her back against me, and crashed my lips into hers.
"I love you~"
"I love only you, honey~"
Her arms tightened around me, hugging me fiercely. I slid my hands down, hiked up her skirt, slipped inside her panties, and gripped the firm flesh of her ass.
"Ah~ng~ Why are you like this first thing in the morning?"
"..."
As I kneaded her ass and pulled her hips forward, pressing our lower bodies tight, my ready cock sprang up, jabbing insistently at her mound.
"Honey~ If you do this in the morning, I'll be wrecked~"
My pillar poked relentlessly at her lower body, and her hips began to twist and writhe as sweet moans escaped her lips.
"Ha~ng~ What am I supposed to do~?"
I lowered my head and took her perky breast fully into my mouth. The damn bra dulled the sensation on my lips, but her body reacted as if she felt every bit of it, thrusting her chest forward to smother my face. I pushed her shirt up, shoved the bra aside with my mouth, and devoured her taut, pink peach of a breast, sucking hungrily like a starving child at its mother's milk.
"Ah~hng~ Honey~ What should I do~?"
In just a few minutes, her spring had welled up, soaking wet; the slippery nectar from her depths coated the fingers gripping her ass. I slid my hand lower, pressing a finger to her entrance—it was already scorching hot, like lava on the verge of eruption, the depths twitching greedily to suck me in.
"Ha~ng~ Honey~ Me~ Let me~"
Ara's body was fully aflame now, her mind consumed by the thought of becoming one with me. I turned her around, had her grip the sink, hiked her skirt all the way up over her head, and tugged down her cute pink panties. As they reached her ankles, she hurriedly kicked one foot free, arched her ass high, waiting eagerly for my pillar to ravage her.
As I kneaded her breasts and trailed kisses from her nape down her spine, her ass lifted higher toward the sky. When my lips reached the base of her tailbone, it rose to its absolute peak, her cheeks spreading wide to fully expose her most intimate spot. The entrance to her valley below glistened slickly under the kitchen range light.
Gripping her ass firmly with both hands, I slowly pushed my pillar into her valley. The deeper I went, the hotter the heat enveloped me, overwhelming as I reached the erupting crater. Steel myselfing, I thrust with full force, plunging deep into the crater.
"Ah~hng!"
She let out a short, agonized cry as her tunnel walls clenched around me tight enough to hurt. Now it was time for the real battle to press down the lava. Bracing myself, I drew back slowly, then advanced, retreating and advancing again, conquering the high ground against the fiery barrage.
As her walls began to yield to my persistent assault, I ramped up the pace, charging forward relentlessly. Her wounded resistance forces deep inside finally showed signs of surrender. It was time for the final blow—one so devastating she'd never resist my pillar again, trembling in fear at its sight. I pulled my main gun back, aimed for the enemy's heart hidden deep in her tunnel, and unleashed my maximum firepower. Straight to her deepest core!
"Aaaah! It hurts~ Ah~ha~ Ah~hng~ Honey~ Honey~ I'm dying~"
I fired my water cannon straight at the innermost crater of her tunnel. Loaded with fluid as hot as the lava...
"So~ hot~ Honey~ My body's gonna burn up~ Hot~"
She shuddered violently, repeating "hot" over and over. My main gun, having fired every last shot, fulfilled its duty and settled into rest, cooling its heated barrel against her back. Lying atop her, her valley entrance leaked a mix of her lava and my essence, trickling down her thighs...
"Ha~ah!"
She gasped raggedly, her body twitching. Her back and my chest gleamed with sweat—we couldn't tell whose it was.
"I hate you, honey. Hing~"
"Why do you hate me?"
"Pfft~ Who does this first thing in the morning?"
"Does a husband schedule when he devours his wife?"
"But you have to go to work."
Her cheeks flushed red, she whined in a babyish voice while gazing at me soulfully. Finding her adorable, I squeezed her breast firmly and showered her with a deep kiss.