Sisterly Bonds and Hidden Schemes
But Eun-mi, still harboring guilt toward Ara, wasn't entirely comfortable either, so she made every effort to stay close to her. As long as nothing major cropped up, their relationship seemed poised to continue on reasonably good terms.
"Yeah. Alright, to celebrate getting such a pretty little sister today, can this big sis treat you?"
"Should I call hubby then?"
"No. If I let him know I'm in Busan over the phone, he'll get mad. I didn't tell him I was coming to meet you."
"So it's our little secret, just between sis and me?"
"Exactly. But when's the wedding?"
"I'd love to do it soon, but hubby wants to wait a bit longer."
"You need to get married quick so you can help him with his election too."
"You think he'll actually win if he runs?"
"He will win. Or rather, we'll make sure he does."
"You will?"
"No, my dad has a few election experts around him. They say as long as he gets the nomination, he's got a solid shot at winning. So we'll make it happen."
"Then won't I just get in hubby's way?"
"What are you talking about? How could you be in his way?"
"I didn't get much education, and our family's not well-off either."
"Just having you around is a huge help to him. Money's no issue—my dad promised me full support, so don't worry about that. And you're going to night college right now, aren't you? That's plenty. What's there to fret over?"
"Still, I feel like I'm not good enough for hubby."
"You absolutely can't think like that. Maru wouldn't care about stuff like that anyway, but if he did, I'd dump him on the spot. He's not that kind of guy, so don't worry."
"Okay, sis."
In the end, the two women bonded over talks about me and my future political position, forming a mutual understanding that drew them even closer. A little later, Eun-mi's phone rang. After taking the call, she told Ara it was time to go. They settled the bill and stepped outside, where a black sedan taxi waited at the door. She slid into the back seat with Ara and told the driver to head to Lotte Department Store.
"Try this on, little sis."
"Sis, this is way too expensive."
"I'm buying my new little sis an outfit to celebrate— you gonna quibble over that?"
"But it's still too pricey."
In the end, she decked Ara out head to toe in two pantsuits, shoes, a handbag, and a wallet—all designer labels.
"What if hubby finds out?"
"Don't sweat it. I'll handle him. You need to get used to wearing stuff like this ahead of time, so when you're a congressman's wife, no one looks down on you. Those people judge by the brand."
"Fine for later, but wearing it around now...?"
"I'll buy all your clothes from now on, so just go with it."
"Hubby's gonna be pissed though."
"I told you, I'll talk to him."
"Okay, sis."
The two wandered the department store, picking up a few more things before heading out to the waiting sedan taxi. They went to a restaurant with a stunning view on Dalmaji Hill in Haeundae, sat across from each other, and enjoyed a cozy dinner. Sipping coffee for dessert, they chatted away, getting to know each other in even greater detail.
At that very time, as I returned to the office, had dinner at home, and was getting ready for bed, Jeong-ah was in a hotel room with the old man.
"Haah~ Congressman~"
"Feels good?"
"Yes... so good~ Suck harder."
"You're so wet. How's your pussy this pretty?"
"Do you love me?"
"I love you. From now on, you're my concubine."
"What if the wife finds out?"
"She couldn't care less. So no need for pointless worries."
"Haa~ Congressman, put it in now."
"You climb on top."
"Eek~ I'm too embarrassed."
"What's there to be shy about? Hurry up and get on."
Jeong-ah straddled the old man's hips, bobbing her ass up and down as she rode him hard. The old man kneaded her breasts with both hands, sweat pouring off him.
"Ha~ Ah~ Ahng~"
"Heuk~ Hoo~"
Squelching sounds filled the room, mingled with the fishy scent from their bodily fluids.
"Daddy~ I'm dying~"
"Heuk~ Jeong-ah~ I'm cumming!"
"Cum daddy~ Just shoot it inside~"
"Ah~ Oo~ Ugh!"
Finally, Congressman Hwang Seong-tae's seed surged powerfully into Jeong-ah's womb. To take it all in, she curled her body tight, clenching down below as she pressed against the old man's chest. Once he finished and went limp, Jeong-ah lay beside him, stroking his chest while twisting her waist to keep her lower abdomen flat, legs raised to stop his seed from leaking out.
After they lay there catching their breath for a while, the congressman got up to wash. Jeong-ah retrieved her phone from behind the TV, slipped it into her handbag, and got back into bed.
"Come on, baby girl, time to get up and wash."
"Hing~ You wore me out, daddy—I can't even move."
"No, you can't do that. Get up, wash, and go home."
"Can't I sleep here with daddy?"
"Uh~ No, we can't. If anyone finds out, it's big trouble."
"Hing~ You're such a scaredy-cat, daddy."
"Watch that mouth of yours."
When Jeong-ah came out of the bathroom, the congressman opened his wallet and handed her a few checks.
"Go buy some clothes."
"Pfft~ I don't need crap like this."
"I'd love to go shopping with you, but you know I can't."
"Fine then. I'll buy something pretty and wear it. Mwah!"
"Good. No plans tomorrow night either?"
"Yeah. Call me tomorrow night and I'll come up."
"Got it. Perverted daddy."
"Hey, perverted? Love knows no borders—or age."
"Okay. Night~"
"Hey, where's your panties?"
"Probably under the covers. Don't jerk off too much. Don't make me suck you off tomorrow 'cause it won't stand up, or whine that your dick hurts. My jaw's killing me."
"Alright. Get home safe."
Jeong-ah left the hotel room, took the elevator down, hailed a taxi, and headed home.
'That bastard. Old fart's completely lost his flavor. At least he throws money around like crazy—that's something. But how do I face oppa now? Guilt's eating me up.'
Back home, she went into the bathroom and scrubbed furiously at the spots where the congressman's lips and hands had touched, muttering curses about him under her breath. After washing up, she wrapped a towel around herself, lay on the bed, and pulled out the phone she'd hidden behind the TV. She played the video stored on it—the full recording of her tryst with the congressman in the hotel room just moments ago.
'Perfect shot. My face is in it too, but the perverted old man's is crystal clear. With this video, oppa's nomination is a lock—no issues at all. I did it for oppa, so it's fine. Jeong-ah, you're doing great. If this doesn't work, I'll just get knocked up and blackmail the shit out of him.'
Muttering to herself as she watched, she put the phone under her pillow once the video ended and went to sleep.
The next morning at the office, I had tea time with the on-duty staff. With year-end approaching and elections next year, we needed to gather party members for a unity event to spark some interest in the upcoming vote. It was an essential expense, no matter the cost. Of course, with the card Chairman Lee had given me, money wasn't an issue anyway.
"Gather round for a sec."
"What's up?"
"Nothing major, but with the year winding down, shouldn't we have a year-end party for the party members?"
"A year-end party? That's no small expense."
"Still, with elections next year, we have to do it, right?"
"How many people you planning?"
"All the core members at least."
"It'll boost morale, sure, but the old man's not gonna foot the bill."
"Whatever the cost, let's push it forward. Tell me what we need."
The staff looked troubled but chimed in one by one. A year-end party was simple—dinner, some booze, snacks. Two or three hundred thousand won would cover it. We still had plenty left from the payout for handling those thugs last time, and worst case, I could use Chairman Lee's card. I'd just have to keep it secret and make it look like another donor. Anyway, the meeting on the year-end party heated up with the staff's enthusiastic input.
We wrapped up the party talk and shifted to strategies for next year's election. We had to get Congressman Hwang elected first before looking ahead—that was our top priority. The good news was his father-in-law Chairman Lee's aggressive lobbying had solidified Hwang's position in the party, and he could secure regional project budgets on par with others. Factoring in the incumbent premium, barring any disasters, victory seemed straightforward. That was the general consensus.