Chapter 9: Chapter 9 Side Menu - Landlord Mr. Lee and Seo Na-yeon (2) (18+)
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Chapter 9 Side Menu - Landlord Mr. Lee and Seo Na-yeon (2)
'Home...? She wants to go to my home? The house is empty now but why...?'
They had been discussing the contract issue in front of the children until now.
Why go somewhere to be 'alone together'...?
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Mr. Lee, his mind going blank, stammered a response.
"Ah, well... Do we need to?"
"It's because of the children..."
Using the children as a shield again. A hopeful 'Maybe?' started to rise in Mr. Lee's heart.
Above all, his erect penis, already dripping pre-cum, had taken over his thought processes instead of his brain. Literally, his testicles rather than his brain were now giving orders.
"O-okay then"
Dizzying. Feverish.
The current situation itself was so stimulating that his vision would momentarily go dark. No matter how much he tried to think 'Surely not', his sexual desire, already at its limit from looking at this woman, had broken down his self-control.
Without even considering the consequences, Mr. Lee followed the 'newlywed' up to the top floor, to his own home, as if bewitched.
"This is my first time coming up here"
"Y-yes, that's right"
The situation of coming 'alone together' to Mr. Lee's home from the studio where they were with the children. Coincidentally, his wife was hospitalized with the flu. There was no chance of her suddenly barging in.
A much younger woman had come up to a space meant just for him, and with subtle nuances at that.
Grasping his trembling heart, Mr. Lee tried to start a conversation while serving tea to the newlywed this time.
"N-now that you're here, how about some tea?"
"Oh, I'd love some if you're offering"
She had certainly been flirtatious even with the children around, but now that they were sitting 'alone together' at the living room tea table, this woman seemed to be twisting her body more blatantly.
"Ahem... please wait a moment"
Usually it was a lonely space filled only by his wife and himself, but with this vixen settling in, it felt like alluring female pheromones were being sprayed throughout the living room. With trembling hands, he took out whatever tea box he could grab, made the tea, and quickly returned to his seat.
The newlywed seemed to be looking around intently - was she trying to gauge his wealth? Thinking that, Mr. Lee's penis started to forcibly send lewd thoughts up to his brain, saying 'There's... a chance!'
"This... is some high-quality tea a friend gave me"
"Oh, really?"
After calming his mind a bit while drinking tea, he became more curious about the woman across from him.
"So... what's your name, young lady?"
"It's Seo Na-yeon"
"Seo Na-yeon... that's a p-pretty name"
"Thank you, hehe"
Seeing her alone without her children, she looked less like a mother of two and more like a woman in her mid-20s... no, exactly like a naive early 20s woman just starting out in society.
"Haha... there's about a... 25 year age gap between us, huh?"
"What? Really? I thought you were in your early 40s"
Though it was obvious flattery, it felt different coming from a fresh young woman.
As the warm tea went down and they both calmed a bit, the two somehow ended up chatting about personal matters unrelated to their original purpose of discussing rent.
"Well... I had just started dating the kids' father and didn't know anything about contraception... so I got pregnant right away. But when I was diagnosed, I was already 5 months along so it was too late to abort..."
"I see... so that's what happened"
"But then the kids' father kept saying to abort, abort, and when it was time for the kids to be born, he got in trouble and went to juvenile detention, you know?"
"Oh my, really?!"
The newlywed - no, Na-yeon - unfolded her story of giving birth and becoming a single mother as if venting her resentment. Mr. Lee mindlessly sympathized and continued to 'empathize' with Na-yeon as she badmouthed her husband.
Even if the relationship wasn't good, 20 years of marriage experience couldn't be ignored.
"My goodness... So your husband doesn't bring home much money either?"
"No... Isn't it ridiculous? I would've tried to earn money separately if not for the kids, but how can I get a job when the children are still so young?"
In fact, the kids were already in elementary school, so she could work if she really wanted to. Mr. Lee, with his fair share of life experience, had seen many young women like Na-yeon.
This woman had exactly the mindset of girls working in the sex industry.
Even just working part-time at a coffee shop, she could easily get a job with looks like that - customers would flock to her. But these were the kinds of girls who hated even that bit of labor and wanted to live off others.
In the end, young women working at massage parlors where they just had to have sex for lots of money had exactly this mindset.
And... the reason Na-yeon had insisted on talking alone with him, just the two of them, seemed obvious. Though she was beating around the bush, probably too embarrassed to say it directly with her own mouth.
'Ah this fucking bitch is really horny.'
180,000 won in overdue rent. A lazy husband who barely brought home living expenses. A lazy mindset that absolutely hated working. Mr. Lee could clearly see the situation.
That's why from some point in the conversation, Mr. Lee was blatantly stealing glances at Na-yeon's cleavage across from him while giving perfunctory reactions.
"So... so... what about the rent?"
"..."
Na-yeon, who had been roundaboutly explaining her situation until now, was struck speechless by Mr. Lee's calm question as he regained his composure.
She seemed hesitant to say 'Can't I pay with my body?' with her own mouth.
'This is a green light... right?'
Though he was slightly unsure, Mr. Lee couldn't hold back any longer. He subtly moved his seat to sit next to the newlywed.
"Look, I understand you're young and busy with the kids... but a contract is a contract, right?"
"...That's true"
Mr. Lee's snake-like hand crept onto Na-yeon's waist.
Thump thump thump thump.
Though he was about 80% certain, it wasn't 100%, so his heart pounded with tension as he touched her to test the waters.
This woman just flinched slightly but didn't reject his touch.
'...It's on'
Implicit permission.
"...How about... I delay the rent...? Or... waive it...?"
"..."
Mr. Lee's hand gripped and kneaded Na-yeon's thin 24-inch waist while saying 'delay?', then moved lower at the word 'waive'.
To her thighs clearly visible under the short dress... her white thighs bulging tightly from being pressed down just from sitting, due to her well-developed riding muscles...
"...If you waive it..."
"...I might be able to resolve what's overdue so far, though I'm not sure about next month's rent..."
Mr. Lee's hand caressed her thigh. And he was shocked.
'Holy shit... why is it so smooth'
Unrealistically smooth skin. It looked like pure white milk, but the skin texture was slick as if there were no pores at all. In contrast to that smoothness, Mr. Lee's rough palm slid between her thighs like an eel.
"...Ah"
Na-yeon, who hadn't stopped him from kneading her thighs, suddenly grabbed Mr. Lee's wrist.
"...I have a husband, so..."
"Huh?"
After giving off such signals, she was rejecting him right in front of him...?!
As Mr. Lee was stunned speechless, Na-yeon held his wrist but didn't pull it out from between her thighs.
"Well... I do have a husband..."
"I... I know you do. But what about the rent...?"
"Can't you just give me a little more time?"
"What are you trying to do here?"
"..."
Is she just playing hard to get? Trying to negotiate?
"Th-then... how about we do that s-sponsorship thing?"
"Sponsorship?"
"Y-yeah... I give you 'allowance' every month"
"No... I can't go that far..."
But though he thought she'd jump at the mention of money, Na-yeon unexpectedly frowned deeply and firmly refused.
Mr. Lee felt like a dog with a muzzle right in front of a delicious rice cake. This bitch who had been giving off such lewd signals was now...?
'Fuck, I'll have to force her...!'
In his excitement, Mr. Lee suddenly grabbed Na-yeon's shoulders and pushed her down. Having lost his reason, it was an act commanded by his pre-cum leaking penis.
"What are you doing?! Stop!"
"What? N-now you're saying stop?!"
"Fuck... I said I don't want to!"
Na-yeon also seemed angry as she blocked Mr. Lee's upper body as he pounced on her.
But Mr. Lee, already fully aroused, had no intention of stopping.
"You bitch...?! You were the one who came onto me first!"
His lower abdomen ached from his fully erect penis. As Mr. Lee, having lost all reason, grabbed Na-yeon's hands and tried to pin her down
"If you keep this up, I'll report you!"
"W-what?!"
Mr. Lee froze.
As reason returned, thoughts of 'I'm fucked' and 'Is this a trap?' crossed his mind.
"Wh-what are you going to report?"
"I might report you for attempted rape"
"...What?"
Na-yeon pulled out a phone that had been hidden next to her voluptuous buttocks. A recording app was open.
"I recorded it. You just trying to force yourself on me"
"...You f-fucking bitch"
"..."
Sudden silence.
Mr. Lee felt his mouth go dry. He had witnessed one of his friends get ruined after being caught by a honey trap.
Thinking he might ruin his life by mishandling his penis, Mr. Lee's vision went dark and his voice trembled involuntarily.
"Hey... I mean, young lady... this isn't right"
"We'll see..."
Na-yeon's red lips smirked as she whispered.
"Whether this gets used as evidence or not depends on what you do, Mr. Lee..."
Mr. Lee's vision went dark as the subtitle 'Honey Trap' seemed to appear before his eyes.
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