Chapter 144: The Nation's Mistress Was More Devoted Than Anyone
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 144: The Nation's Mistress Was More Devoted Than Anyone
“Because I haven't... had relations?”
“That’s right. It’s because you haven’t had sexual relations with a man.”
Ye-jin was stunned.
The idea that she was feeling the effects of aging simply because she hadn't been with a man was a shock.
“On the surface, there might not be a huge difference, but you feel it yourself, don't you? That feeling that your skin is losing its elasticity?”
“Yes, that’s exactly it.”
It was uncanny.
As Jae-ho massaged her face, she had no choice but to agree. He had pinpointed the exact problem she was experiencing.
But to claim it was because of a lack of men?
“Does that... actually make sense?”
“Of course. The human body shouldn't be tilted too far in one direction.”
“Uh, I don’t quite understand.”
“You’ve heard of Yin and Yang energy, haven't you?”
“Ah, yes.”
“Women are naturally overflowing with Yin energy, while men overflow with Yang. If one becomes too dominant, the body’s balance is broken and…”
Ye-jin felt herself being swept away by the sound of Jae-ho’s voice. Even as a part of her thought something wasn't quite right.
“Right now, you’ve gone a long time without receiving a man’s Yang energy, so your Yin energy has become excessive. In the end, no matter how much you care for the surface, if the inside is broken…”
The more she listened, the more it strangely started to make sense.
For some reason, she couldn't resist his logic. She couldn't bring herself to say, 'Isn't that a bit of a stretch?'
When she looked into Jae-ho’s eyes, those doubts vanished instantly.
“It means you need Yang energy.”
“Yang energy…?”
“Yes. A man’s Yang energy.”
“Then, is it impossible to fix this just by getting massage treatments?”
“It might have some effect, but it will be difficult to see the results you’re hoping for.”
“……”
She bit her lip.
If she couldn't see results without having relations with a man, did that mean she just had to keep aging?
Of course, aging was the natural order of things, but it was a basic human desire to delay it as much as possible.
She had told Jae-ho she hadn't been with her husband for two years, but in truth, it had been four—specifically, ever since they had their first child.
‘Honey, now that we have a kid, can’t you stop appearing in dramas?’
‘It’s getting hard to watch you play the "mistress" all the time. You’re a sincere woman with a child.’
Her husband had suggested she quit acting.
However, Na Ye-jin couldn't easily give up her career, both for the money and her ambition to reach greater heights. They had agreed to take turns watching the child while they both worked.
Since then, her husband had distanced himself from her.
It wasn't because she had aged.
‘You make me feel burdened.’
Those words had been a wound, and they became the catalyst for her to immerse herself even deeper into her acting.
“You can just have relations with your husband while receiving our massages.”
Have relations with her husband.
Would he even hold her?
‘Maybe I should just give up.’
She thought that perhaps living according to the laws of nature wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it was okay to grow old and take on roles suited for her age.
In truth, the title of "The Nation's Mistress" had been a burden for a long time. She only held onto it because it was the only kind of acting she was offered. She had held on out of a lingering hope that if she waited a little longer, she might land a better role.
Maybe it was okay to let go of the rope she had been gripping so tightly.
If she gave up acting, her sex life with her husband might return, and then, as Jae-ho said, her Yin and Yang would be in harmony.
Yes, maybe it was time to quit. If she couldn't restore her skin, she might as well choose domestic happiness…
“If sleeping with your husband is difficult, there are other ways.”
“What? Other ways?”
“Yes. Your husband isn't the only man in the world, is he?”
“Pardon?”
Jae-ho, who had been massaging her face, leaned in close.
“I am also a man. A young man, filled with far more Yang energy than your husband.”
“Ah…”
Only then did Jae-ho truly enter Na Ye-jin’s field of vision.
Jae-ho, whom she had thought of only as a gym trainer, a director, or a masseur for her treatments, suddenly looked like a man.
The thick fingers meticulously massaging her face, his sturdy wrists, the veins popping out along his arms, and the muscles clinging to every part of his body.
The pungent scent of a man stung her nose, stimulating instincts that had been dormant for a long time.
The Na Ye-jin that had been hidden and suppressed for the sake of her acting, her family, and various other reasons—the Na Ye-jin who was a woman—began to stir.
‘If I were held by that solid body…’
“If you wish, I can be your partner.”
“Uh, th-that’s…”
Jae-ho smirked.
Why did Jae-ho’s face, which had seemed strangely old-looking and plain when she first saw him, suddenly look so handsome?
That smile looked incredibly charming.
Even to her, someone who had seen countless handsome actors in dramas, Jae-ho looked more attractive than anyone else right now.
“Mmm…”
At some point, her body had heated up, and she found herself craving and yearning for a man. The physical reactions she had suppressed with reason were becoming more vivid by the second.
“What do you think?”
“Right now?”
“Yes, right now. Tell me what you want, and I’ll do exactly as you say.”
“Ahhh…”
Her heart raced every time she answered him. Her lower abdomen throbbed. Her face grew hot, and her nipples hardened.
Her body, starved for so long, was reacting. To the male right in front of her.
‘But I can’t. I have a husband.’
She had a husband she had married for love, and a son who was the fruit of that love. She was a woman with a family. She absolutely shouldn't do this.
“Do you not want to? You want to keep appearing on TV, don't you? You want to show your acting to more people, right?”
He was right.
But she shouldn't do this.
Yet, strangely, she couldn't resist. Her mind told her she shouldn't, but her mouth and body were already agreeing.
“…That’s true.”
Her voice sounded strangely distorted.
The moment she answered, her head went foggy. Her body felt listless, as if she were leaning against a soft cloud.
The things she dreamed of.
Acting.
She wanted to do more diverse roles. Something other than the mistress…
For that, she needed it. A longer career. And supple skin.
Even if she wasn't the lead, she wanted a role that wasn't "the other woman."
“Then I’ll take that as an acceptance?”
“…Yes, please.”
Na Ye-jin pulled off her blue massage pants. Her bare skin, with no underwear beneath, was revealed.
Though she hesitated until the very end, she spread her legs herself.
Her untrimmed pubic hair was visible. And beneath it was a pussy that had already been soaking wet for quite some time.
Jae-ho smiled as he looked at her private parts.
‘This is what I love.’
A woman who didn't know much about sex, offering up the forbidden fruit by spreading her own legs. He also liked the look in her eyes—the look of someone under hypnosis who didn't quite realize what they were doing.
‘She’s been under for a while now.’
Every time he had drawn an answer out of her during their trivial conversation, Na Ye-jin’s hypnosis had descended deeper into the abyss.
‘She was more resilient than I thought.’
A frustrated housewife who hadn't "eaten" a man in ages. Honestly, he thought she’d be an easy catch.
But perhaps because of her love for her husband, it hadn't worked as easily as he expected. That was why he had brought up the nonsense about Yin and Yang energy.
“Well, she’s completely fallen for it now.”
“What did you just say?”
“Nothing.”
I approached Na Ye-jin with a smile.
“First, would you use your mouth?”
I pressed my hard, erect cock against Na Ye-jin’s face.
“Pardon? M-My mouth?”
Look at this.
Could it be she’s never done it before?
“H-How…?”
Ha, this makes it even more arousing.
“Open your mouth. I’ll teach you.”
*
Teaching a woman who doesn't properly know how to have sex is a hassle, but a pleasurable one. It means a woman is being dyed in my colors.
Nothing satisfies the desire for conquest more than injecting lewd sexual knowledge into an ignorant woman. Even more so when that target is a married woman.
‘The fact that this almost never happens makes it even more exciting.’
To think she has no knowledge of oral sex. This is practically a platonic marriage.
I watched Na Ye-jin flinch every time my tongue moved.
“Haa-ah! Ah! There, that feels so good…”
She had her pussy pressed against my face while she leaned down to suck my cock. Breathing heavily, she attacked my cock here and there with her clumsy mouth technique.
Who would have guessed the "Nation's Mistress" would be so lacking in sexual knowledge?
“Don't let your teeth hit it. It kills the mood.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
The chaste Na Ye-jin, who had been trembling about protecting her husband and family, was gone. Once the reins were loosened, she demanded my body like a runaway wild horse.
To think she’s submitting to a man much younger than her just because she wants to be impaled by a cock.
“Your husband would hate to see this.”
“Mmm~. Don't say things like that. He won't know anyway.”
“Of course. He’s the one who left such a beautiful wife alone for so long.”
Na Ye-jin smiled with my cock still in her mouth.
They say there’s no thief like an old thief. She was intoxicated by the taste of the cock in her mouth.
“Haah, haah. Please do it a bit more there.”
Ah, so she was intoxicated by the cunnilingus.
Anyway, once a frustrated housewife crosses the line, everything else is easy.
“Put it in…”
“This is an affair. Are you okay with that?”
“It’s fine. There’s nothing strange about it. This is just… treatment…”
The hypnosis had worked perfectly. As she fell into a deeper trance, she reached a state where she didn't even recognize her actions as an affair.
“Hurry, fuck me.”
Na Ye-jin, having spread her legs herself, wiggled her hips.
“Aren't you being a bit too lewd?”
I thrust my cock into the pussy of the housewife, who was dripping with juices.
“Haa-ah! It feels so good…!”
Her waist bucked at the sensation of a cock she hadn't tasted in years. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and her eyes rolled back.
“Compared to your husband, whose tool is better?”
“Ah! D-Don't ask things like that.”
“I’m going to pull out if you don't answer.”
“Y-You… Jae-ho, yours is bigger! You’re scraping places my husband’s cock never reached!! Ugh!!”
This is the flavor I’m looking for.
I enjoyed Na Ye-jin’s pussy to my heart’s content.
“Haa-aaa-ah!!! I love young cock so much!!”
Until Na Ye-jin blacked out.
*
“How was the skin treatment?”
“It… it really works.”
Na Ye-jin said, staring at herself in the mirror.
“Of course. Our shop is always here for our clients.”
“It’s amazing… This actually works…”
Na Ye-jin couldn't hide her admiration as she looked at her firm skin. It wasn't just the surface that looked good; she felt filled with youth to the core.
“It’s incredible.”
Na Ye-jin continued to admire herself, looking surprised over and over as if she couldn't believe the situation. It was the synergistic effect of the tanning room and the massage.
Yin and Yang energy?
There was no need for such things. It was merely a tool to get her to spread her legs.
“Jae-ho…”
Na Ye-jin approached me, twisting her body slightly.
“Could I… come here regularly?”
They say a woman who has learned the pleasure of sex cannot escape the man who gave it to her. She spoke in a sweet, seductive voice.
“Of course. You’re welcome anytime. Though, I will have to charge you next time.”
“What is the price?”
“It’s a bit high. The price is…”
When she heard the price for a single session, Na Ye-jin’s face filled with surprise.
“Th-that’s quite expensive. It’s more than three times other places…”
“It’s because it’s our unique special care service. The procedure costs more than you’d think. Or, would you like to register as a member?”
“A member?”
“If you register, we offer a discount of one-third the usual price for a single session.”
Hearing that, Na Ye-jin nodded.
“I’ll do it. Sign me up!”
She nodded firmly.
“I look forward to working with you, Member Na Ye-jin.”
“I look forward to it too.”
Na Ye-jin stroked my chest with her finger and hummed as she headed to the changing room. As she swayed her hips, she didn't even realize that semen was trickling down her thigh.
Once she leaves the gym, she’ll forget the sex we had. She’ll only remember that she received a good service and saw great results.
However, the pleasure and memories buried deep in her subconscious will lead her back here.
I just have to wait. For the prey to fall into the trap on its own.
This is how I’ll grow my clientele.
‘This is going to be fun.’
There will be a certain joy in expanding the business.
*
I was about to head home after finishing work.
“Oppa!”
Miju called out to me.
“Let’s go home together. I don't have a car yet, so…”
I had sent Heo Da-young home earlier, and Miju, who had stayed until the end to help clean up, linked her arm with mine. Her soft breasts pressed against my arm.
“Ahem. The work isn't too hard, is it?”
“Yes, we don't have many customers yet. For now, I’m just making sure my own workout routine is solid.”
“In about two weeks, the place will be packed with customers.”
It would take some time for word of mouth to spread.
I let her into the car and started driving. Even though it was well past rush hour, the night streets of Seoul were quite congested.
Miju, who was admiring the car, asked me.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you not going to come to school anymore?”
“Probably not.”
It wasn't just anything; I had received a massive investment and opened a gym. I didn't have time for school.
“That’s such a shame…”
“Why?”
“Because I won't be able to go to school with you.”
“Is that the only reason?”
“Yes.”
“What about you?”
“I still want to go to school, but since I’m a CS major… honestly, I don't really know what I should be doing yet.”
She began to pour out her sincere worries.
“I just went because my grades fit. My parents said I absolutely had to go to university. But now that I’m there, I don't even know what I like, and I’m just attending aimlessly.”
It was the same worry I once had.
“In times like that, taking a leave of absence and trying out things you want to do is one way.”
“A leave of absence?”
“Yeah. Travel, find a job, do the things you want to do, and find your path.”
If she does that, she’ll see it. Miju is a bright girl.
“Do you think it’ll work out like that?”
“Of course. Think about it slowly. If you spend your vacation thinking about what to do, the answer will eventually come to you, won't it?”
“Hmm… I guess so. I should give it some thought.”
After talking like that, we had already arrived at Miju’s studio apartment.
“We’re already here.”
“That was faster than I thought.”
She fidgeted in her seat as if she were reluctant to leave.
“Don't want to get out?”
“…It’s not that, but…”
After hesitating for a moment, Miju asked me.
“Oppa, you said earlier. To try doing the things I want to do.”
“I did.”
“Oppa, would you like to go for a night walk with me…”
Before she could finish her sentence.
Tap, tap.
Someone was knocking on the window.
“Yeseul?”
“Senior, what are you and Miju doing in there alone?”
The person knocking on the window was Yeseul.