Chapter 22: The Last One Standing (1)
The winter was already knocking on our door, and it seemed like this was the coldest day of the year.
"Shaeam..."
"What should we do, huh?"
A week before the college entrance exam, I invited Minji and Yerim to a cafe together. They weren't total strangers anyway, but this time they seemed to have warmed up thanks to me as the bridge. My two students were shivering while they listened to my final intensive review lecture.
I didn't have any real reason for the cafe choice.
- Babe, I'm super nervous right now. Could you rub my shoulders a bit? Minji's studying inside...
- Time's good, honey? Hehe... Yerim is so excited, my own heart as the mom is trembling too. So honey, please calm her down for me...
It wasn't just the kids who got tense—parents did too. But for us parents, it was different. We had someone we could vent our nerves to: me. After the class ended, we'd sneak out under the excuse of "ghosting" and tease them mercilessly...
Honestly, the fact that this woman's apartment was a high-end complex was a lifesaver. If it had been some villa somewhere, we'd have been caught long ago. The spacious layout meant we had hiding spots where we could burn brightly in no time.
But now, it seemed best to restrain ourselves a little, and I wanted to give the kids some focus. And above all, this review lecture plus mental care had to happen...
"Questions?"
"None."
"You're so cruel."
Apart from their hair—Minji with the short cut and Yerim with the slightly curly long one—the two girls looked exactly like sisters as they shot me identical glares. They were still sulking about the childish stuff I'd ignored earlier. But I had no intention of letting them off the hook.
"Alright, then. Study hard and ace the exam. Sleep well tonight."
***
"School's out!!"
For some reason, today everyone had gathered at the pension and clinked glasses. The biggest reason was, of course, Minji and Yerim's university entrance exam results.
"AHAHAHAHA! My kid's gonna do great!"
Sunhwa had been living a ridiculously happy life lately. The divorce process had some noise, but according to her, the "noise" was basically just tiny rebellions. Honestly, what else could you call it when her husband had been stacking evidence of infidelity for years.
As the instructor, I had worried Minji might get shaken up, but she seemed to have accepted her mom's choice—or maybe the shock from her dad back then had been even heavier—either way, it looked like she was throwing herself into studying with even more determination.
"Ufufu..."
Yerim was no exception. Actually, when it came to scores, Yerim was the big winner. Of course she would be...
"Sis, sis! Are you serious? My real sister is gonna be a student of mine? She actually scored that high?"
"I don't know~ But she said she really wants to go there. And you know how parents feel—when your daughter gets into a good university, there's no stopping you."
Ajuumma Ji-ye was practically vibrating with excitement as she spoke, and Yerim had scored high enough to get into our school. If she wanted to go to a higher-ranked school with a lower department, there was no reason she couldn't. But that wasn't her plan at all. Having the student I taught become a junior really was the best feeling...
"Waaah..."
The problem was the way Ajuumma Ji-ye was looking at me had grown even stickier.
"You won't be looking at my kid, right?"
"... We only accept high school students. Juyeon-ah, don't you teach the little ones?"
"Huh? Me?"
Juyeon stuffed a delivery order of grilled meat into her mouth, chewed thoughtfully, and nodded.
"Yeah... gulp! Right. But I'm only teaching English?"
"Really?"
"OMG! Then Juyeon student, come talk to me. Our kid hates English so much..."
Each of us held a beer can and moved to separate spots to chat happily. No matter what we went through, the fact that we were all moms never changed. We got excited when our daughters went to good universities, worried about how to raise them, and just wanted to give them the best possible life. It was so nice to be surrounded by these wonderful people who had somehow become part of my life.
"Huhu..."
"Hng~?"
When I was sipping my beer can with a faint smile, Sua clung to my side and let out a weird little snort. Sunhwa was sprawled out somewhere else after chugging the rest of the alcohol like a madwoman, while Juyeon and Ajuumma Ji-ye were seriously discussing something. Even though the room wasn't exactly rowdy, the perfect moment had finally arrived for everyone to unwind.
Sua rested her head on my shoulder and whispered softly.
"Thank you, honey."
"Mm?"
"Yerim too... and me... because of you, I'm really happy. All the hardships... all the loneliness of raising Yerim alone... it feels like I'm finally being rewarded."
As she said it, Sua took another sip. I let out a small laugh and planted a kiss on her hair. The faint shampoo scent mixed with her light makeup scent tickled my nose.
"Yerim suffered more than I did. From the application essays onward, you can outsource the real work to experts. But... are we really sending her to our school?"
"How do you even stop a child's heart? You know me best, honey. Our daughter is just like that."
Sua giggled and fiddled with her can.
"Really... thank you..."
"Got it. You seem pretty drunk already, so let's stop drinking for now..."
I smiled while glancing at Sunhwa, who had passed out on the floor.
"Everyone's looking tired. How about we head to bed soon?"
"Hng?"
Sua gave me a sultry smile and raised an eyebrow. Then, still sitting, she wiggled her body and patted Sunhwa's shoulder.
"Sunhwa-ya, Sunhwa-ya!"
"Uwoong..."
"It's time to sleep, right? You're gonna sleep here?"
"No way... uwoong... I still have something to do..."
Sunhwa rubbed her eyes, sat up, and when she looked at me with her sleepy, half-lidded eyes, she flashed a lewd smile and muttered.
"This is just the beginning..."
Then, right there on the floor, she tossed off the top she was wearing. Her full breasts and a slight bush of armpit hair were exposed along with her.
"Haa..."
There it was. Finally.
"Hehe..."
Next to her, Sua tossed her beer can into the trash without a care and stripped her clothes off. Her snow-white skin was flushed from the alcohol, glowing with a healthy color that screamed seduction.
"How is it, honey?"
As she removed her clothes, the black mesh underwear that barely served any function at all was revealed. It wasn't really covering her breasts and hips—it was more like a provocative, perverted way of highlighting them. Sua lifted her hair into a ponytail and knelt demurely right in front of me.
"Today, we'll make you feel really good and happy."
"Huu... yeah."
Unlike Sua, who was dressed in lingerie and hair in a style, Sunhwa—after rinsing her mouth with cold water to clear her head—knelt beside her with nothing but a thin strip of cloth, grinning as she said.
"Our baby... today must be our lucky day, huh?"
"Haha..."
A smile naturally formed on my face. I had to respond properly now. I drained the remaining beer from my can in one gulp, stood up, unbuckled my belt, and said.
"Yeah. Come on, show me what you've got. Both of you tonight are gonna die."
With the alcohol in my system, I felt like going rough tonight. I couldn't do whatever I wanted with Ajuumma Ji-ye or Juyeon, but these two were more than enough. There were still plenty of plays we hadn't had yet after all these days of nights together.
As I loosened my belt, Sua crawled over on all fours, brought her face close to my lower half, and took a deep breath.
"Hueeup... haaah... yes, we'll make you feel really good today."
She said it, then took the zipper of my pants in her mouth and slowly began to pull it down. Thanks to the alcohol, my thing was already rock-hard. Once her underwear was completely off, the heavy, thick member dropped out with a soft *plop*.
- Sjojok...
Sua kissed my shaft with tenderness and kindness. Instead of stopping at one kiss, she kissed it twice, three times in a row. Then she stuck out her long, bright-red tongue and slowly licked from the tip all the way down the shaft.
"Hee..."
She traced the underside—where the ridges were—from base to tip with the firm tip of her tongue. It sent a strange pleasure shooting straight through my lower body.
Even though it was impossible to suck like this, the novelty of her skill made it even more stimulating. While I absentmindedly stroked her hair like always, Sunhwa was watching us with a jealous, envious expression. I gave Sunhwa a faint smile and went back to stroking Sua's hair.
Feeling that her tongue had thoroughly stimulated my member, Sua smiled bashfully and said quietly to Sunhwa, who was sitting behind her.
"Come here, Sunhwa-ya. Let's serve our Master together?"