Power & Sex, and... 87
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Any more washing her, and I might end up having to hold her right there in the bathroom. While kneading her ass with one hand, I quietly moved the other hand from her pubic bone, picking up the showerhead I'd left on the edge of the tub. With a whoosh of water, the soap suds slid down from her ass. I lifted the showerhead to her shoulder and started rinsing the foam from her shoulders again. Her face, flushed with arousal, showed a hint of disappointment.
"You go out first. I'll wash up quick and join you."
I sent her out and hurriedly rinsed myself before leaving the bathroom. The room was dimly lit by just the bedside lamp.
"I wanted to do it in the bathroom."
"Aigoo, is that so? Well, my wife is pretty bold."
"Hey!"
"Next time. It's too late tonight—let's make love in bed."
With that, I gently pulled her into my arms. Her fresh skin scent wafted toward me. Whispering "I love you~" in her ear, I playfully nibbled her earlobe.
"Ah~ Ung~"
Since her body was already primed from earlier, it didn't take long to heat her up again. As my lips brushed the fine hairs on the nape of her neck, her body twisted and writhed. By the time my lips reached her pale breasts, her arms were locked around my head, pressing me down with surprising strength.
I flicked my tongue straight out, tapping her erect nipple sharply. Her back arched like a bow, her hips bucking up as her hands tore at my hair.
"Ha~ Euk!"
"……."
"Oppa, just do it~"
"……."
She was already burning up, begging me to enter her, but after so long without her, that was an impossible demand for me. Ignoring her pleas, I bit down on her nipple. Her moans grew louder as her legs wrapped around my hips, trying to pull me upward. When my throbbing, leaking cock brushed her thighs, she couldn't hold back anymore. Releasing my head, her small hands gripped it and guided it to her soaked entrance, rubbing it desperately against her dripping slit.
"Ah~ Hang~ Yes~ Oppa~"
"……."
"Put it in~"
"……."
Pretending not to hear her begging, I trailed my tongue and hands from her breasts downward to her stomach, my hands kneading those perky tits all the while.
Finally, I felt the rough patch of her pubic hair against my chin. Savoring the soft yet coarse texture with my chin, I licked along the panty line with my tongue. She pushed my head lower. In the glow of the bedside lamp, her glistening bush came into view. As I swept my tongue gently over the shiny black hairs, her hips bucked wildly, urging my head down further, while her clear nectar tempted me to drink it up faster.
"Suck it~"
"Huh?"
"Suck it, please."
"Suck what? I'm already licking."
"You gonna keep teasing me?"
Unable to stand my teasing around the edges, she demanded it outright. I slid my tongue lower. The tip flicked the swollen peak of her mound with a tap, and she cried out "Heuk!" as her body jolted upward.
I stretched my tongue long, dragging it from bottom to top in one smooth stroke.
"Ah~ Heuk! Stop!"
Despite bracing herself, the stimulation was too intense. She screamed shrilly, clutching my head as her body shuddered violently. From her entrance, waves of creamy nectar gushed out in spurts.
"Phew~ What was that?"
"What do you mean? You went wild all by yourself."
"I thought I was dying for a second. My body felt like it was floating, like my soul was leaving me."
"Hubby made you work for it and enjoyed the show."
"Eek~ Mad at me?"
"Nah. I'm crazy about my beautiful wife."
Maybe because it had been so long since our bare skin touched, she climaxed too easily, too quickly. With flushed cheeks, she shyly smiled at me and pressed her lips to mine.
"Oppa~ I love you~"
"Yeah. I love you too, my wife~"
With those words, I slid down and brought my lips to her entrance, lapping at her nectar with my tongue. Her slit twitched again, squirting more like water squeezing from a plastic bag. Unsatisfied, I spread her open with both hands and thrust my tongue deep inside to lick.
"Ah~ Ang~ Stop~ Keep that up and I can't take it. Just put it in~"
Her pleading voice made me relent—I no longer wanted to tease her. Slowly, I positioned my body over hers. My raging cock, drunk on the heat from her slit, surged forward relentlessly.
Reaching the deepest part of her body, it met an impenetrable barrier and pulled back slightly before charging powerfully into her core.
"Ah~ Heuk!"
But it couldn't breach her thick folds yet. The cock retreated, sharpening its tip like a drill, thrusting hard! Again and harder! Relentlessly piercing at her walls.
Each time the swollen shaft grazed her inner walls, she raked my shoulders with her nails, her fingers splayed wide, moaning deliriously in pain and pleasure. Finally, I felt the walls crumble at the tip. Steadying myself, I took a deep breath, aimed precisely at her entrance, and drove the drill in with one fierce thrust.
"Ah~ Aak!"
"……."
"Ah~ Eu~ Eu~ Eu~ So~ Deeeeep~"
With a sharp, short cry, her legs clamped tight around my hips. From deep inside, hot lava erupted, her walls squeezing my cock endlessly.
"Good?"
"Yeah. Your body's gotten so sensitive."
"Eek~ It's been almost a month."
True enough. I'd neglected my newlywed wife for too long, using work as an excuse. Even if she'd been in Seoul, it wouldn't have changed. It frustrated me that I'd turned her into a married woman at an age when she should be enjoying life freely, without even holding her properly. But I couldn't quit politics. To ease my guilt a little, I laid her back on the bed and stood up.
"Where you going?"
"Bathroom."
I went to the bathroom, dampened a clean towel with lukewarm water, wrung it out, and returned to wipe her down. I cleaned the sweat-soaked breasts and stomach, her armpits, her entrance, and thighs, then gently kissed her lips.
"Sorry~ And I love you~"
"Eek~ Sorry for what?"
"Everything. All of it. For not holding you enough, for doing politics."
"What kind of talk is that? I love hearing good things about you from people. I'm proud you're my husband."
She hugged me tight. I collapsed onto her, holding her just as firmly.
Ding-dong
The bedside phone rang. I picked up.
"Assemblyman, you up?"
"Ah, yes."
"You should have breakfast before heading out. It's ready—come up to the Sky Lounge now."
After Seo the reporter's call, I woke Ara and hurried to the Sky Lounge. Everyone except us was already seated, waiting for food.
"Sleep well?"
"Yes. If it weren't for you, Seo reporter, I'd have slept more soundly, but you ruined it."
"Aigoo, I called early because your schedule's packed today."
We chatted lightly over a delicious breakfast. Sipping coffee dessert, I gazed out the window leisurely—the sea sparkled in the sunlight.
"Where to today?"
"Scheduled meetings at my district office with delegates from Nam-gu, Suyeong-gu, Haeundae-gu, and Gijang-gun."
"Mind if we tag along?"
"Have you ever seen politicians hate reporters? Write good stuff, if you can."
To me, it was all upside. Short-term, it exposed our supreme committee candidates in the central paper; long-term, I benefited from media exposure too.
"Uncle Seo. You know what happens if you write bad about my oppa, right?"
Ara nailed it with a cute glare at Seo the reporter.
"Of course. Who'd dare defy grandma?"
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