Coaxing Go Seonyul with crude, lewd words hadn’t been the end of it for Go Minji.
The more insurance you take out, the more stable you are! Even if Go Seonyul was quietly lusty and proactive, she wasn’t the kind of woman who’d strong-arm her own mother into sleeping with a man.
At best she’d bring it up a couple tis and it would peter out.
Which is why, besides her, another insurance policy was needed—
— ...What did I just hear?
“You heard everything.”
— ...
It was Seonyul’s mother, Go Min-young, herself.
Mother–daughter (Go Seonyul – Go Seon-a) was the strongest “double-up” combo, but if that wouldn’t fly, there was also the sister double-up: Go Min-young – Go Seon-a.
That, too, was a proposal tempting enough for Muyeol’s cock that it was worth priming in advance like this.
Of course, to Min-young’s ears, it was an absurd story.
— You pester saying there’s an important report, and that’s all you’ve got?
“How is that ‘all’?? Mom, you must be misreading the situation—everyone’s kicking off in earnest.”
— ...
“All the direct line have gathered in either Incheon or Seoul; we can’t sit on our hands.”
— And what does that have to do with and Seon-a going in to Muyeol together? I don’t see the connection.
“Co on. In a three-way race, the basic play is to ally and knock out the rest. Our mother–daughter pair is in the lead, but the ‘Ha’ pair are right behind, so we push our ‘Seon’ pair to keep them in check.”
— ...
What is this, not even Romance of the Three Kingdoms....
Was she seriously trying to carve up the realm into thirds.
Min-young was dumbfounded by her daughter’s wild line—but what was even wilder was that it wasn’t completely nonsensical.
Catching herself getting half convinced, Min-young let out a small chuckle and continued.
— So you want to bring Seon-a and go in together?
“I did tell Seonyul to try it with her mom, but honestly the odds don’t look great, so what’s left is the sister double-up, right?”
— True... Muyeol would be the type to like that....
“Besides, he isn’t especially hung up on sex. He’s different from the ‘Ha’ side. It’s obvious which pair we need to shove to last place.”
— ...
That... makes sense...?!
— But with what pretext am I supposed to drag her in? She’ll find it ridiculous.
“Say you’re the eldest and you an to fulfill the family mandate. Aunt Seon-a roughly knows the lay of the land—won’t she nod in the end?”
— Hmm.
Minji couldn’t see it, but Min-young gave a small nod.
— I’ll broach it.
“Oh?!”
— But I don’t see any need for to go in simultaneously. If I just give Seon-a a nudge, she’ll get it.
“Even so...”
— And you—stop acting like you’re already the principal wife.... Wake up. You think you can beat the first woman?
“Well—”
Before Minji could answer, the video cut out with a slight curl of her mother’s lip.
“...Is she really my mom?”
Rival or not, she’s still her daughter—this is a bit much...!
I’m over here conjuring up strategy in the grand, big-picture sense!
“Haah, everyone’s gone mad over a man. I, Go Minji, am the only one keeping my head.”
Clicking her tongue in exasperation, she dropped onto the sofa.
In the very spot where Go Seonyul had been sitting just tens of minutes ago, she enjoyed a leisurely coffee for the first ti in a while.
“Whichever way you look at it, I’m the principal wife.”
“Muyeol!!”
A woman ca at the instant I stepped off the AV, arms flung wide...!
A scene I’d seen sowhere before—Go Seonyul dashed in and threw herself into .
“Haha, t—that’s... quite—”
“Mmh—”
Soft, voluptuous body first, a full-on bodily charge; she pressed in without a gap and mashed her face into my chest.
I shouldn’t think this, but she’s a bit like a puppy.... A different kind of cute than Ddan-ddo, and she’s direct line to boot.
“Did you miss a lot?”
“Mm-hm! Missed you sooo much!”
If you only listened to the words, she sounded very young, but she was actually a very intelligent woman.
Different field, but roughly comparable to Go Hayan, who specializes in finance?
And obviously not even worth comparing to elentary-schooler Minji.
“ too.”
“...Really? You really missed ?”
“Yes.”
“Mmngh, it’s like I can’t feel it, sohow.”
“Where exactly are you feeling that?”
I pulled the whining woman in tight and breathed in her scent deeply.
Being fairly blatant about it, Seonyul—who’d charged into so willingly—flushed bright red and slipped out of my arms.
“A—Anyway. Like I said before, I’m going to live in Incheon now!”
“Yes. I heard it all. I really do welco it.”
“Mngh—feels like there’s no soul in that~”
“No way.”
Does she have a persecution complex or sothing....
Seeing her for the first ti in a few days since the year-end countdown, she looked pretty suspicious.
Well....
Honestly, I had neglected her a bit. Among the direct line I’d been stuck to pretty much only Go Minji or Ms. Min-young.... I figured Seonyul or Hayoung having complaints was unavoidable.
That’s the weight of a harem. You just have to bear it....
“I’ve been waiting so much for you to co too. Want to show you? The proof.”
“Huh? Proof? There’s such a thing...?”
“Of course there is.”
I took her hand and gently brought it down to my lower half.
“...!”
The guy standing proudly grew even harder under her touch.
“I could put it in right this second.”
“W-why would you... say it like that....”
Flustered, Go Seonyul turned her head as if to look away, cheeks burning.
But then why... was her hand still stroking.
So lewd.
“Let’s go in first. We can’t just keep standing out here.”
“O-okay....”
I lightly wrapped an arm around her waist and escorted her.
anwhile, she pointlessly flushed, then gave a twitchy {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} smile, then suddenly knit her brows for no clear reason, then flushed again... in short, a jumble of unreadable reactions.
She even mumbled inaudible little soliloquies....
It was adorable and hit with a massive gap-moe.
She had to have a ruthless side, being Koryo direct line—but even a woman like that turned into a demure(?) female at my side.
“I, uh, saw the proposal you sent.... That we’re building the Education Departnt first....”
“Yes. It’s one of Prestige’s core departnts. We have to plant it fast so they can get to work.”
“Then that—”
“But before that, Seonyul,”
“Mm?”
I pressed her to the wall, cutting off her attempt to shift into work mode after a long ti away.
“Hya—? M-Muyeol?!”
“Don’t we have sothing we need to do? Just the two of us?”
“Sothing we need to do...?”
I kissed her as her eyes trembled, broadcasting a fierce yearning.
She flinched for a mont and then hugged tight.
Clumsy, but proactive.
“It’s been a while since it was just the two of us—are we really going to work?”
She didn’t think long.
“...No♥.”
And then it was a hot ti.
We clung to each other, stripping each other’s clothes, mouths never breaking.
Keeping the kiss going, we tossed our clothes aside at random, and once we were more or less naked, I didn’t hesitate to press between her legs.
“Ah...!”
Go Seonyul’s giddy face I hadn’t seen in so long.
With every thrust, her whole body writhed as if she couldn’t handle how good it felt, moaning with a face that scread pleasure, and that aroused more, so I drove harder, and she took all of it, milking .
As expected.
A Go is a Go.
The sexual chemistry is ridiculous.
“Seonyul, your pussy is really hot.”
“Mm-hmm...! Y-your cock too...!”
Matching my rhythm with a completely lted face, hips rolling, and the mont I was about to cum, she squeezed tight—schlurp—and drew out the sen.
“Hff!”
“Aaang...!”
Sex not in a bedroom but in a place ant for work.
Co to think of it, sex with Go Seonyul usually felt like this.
Our first ti was inside the Jeju art museum, and for a whole week after that we went all over the museum having sex.
I rember the tis standing, grabbing a leg in a corridor, in a hallway, in a viewing room, far more vividly than any ti settled in a bed.
Today felt a bit like that.
Maybe that’s why the sensitivity was even better.
“Ahh... what am I going to do... I’m going to get addicted to this....”
“Then keep doing it. What’s the problem.”
Catching her as she was starting to go limp, I pumped a few more tis and finished in a whirlwind.
By the clock, nearly a few hours.
We’d t at a tricky ti to begin with, so it felt like we’d blown the whole day—but it was ti well spent.
A light break after sex.
Both of us drenched in sweat, breathing hard, we shared cold drinks.
“Ugh— I love your sen too much, Muyeol.”
“Pardon?”
“N-no! Your stamina! Your stamina’s great!”
“Ah.”
“Haa, seriously....”
Even as she sipped, her eyes were scouting my lower half.
We’d gone at it hard, but neither of us looked entirely satisfied.
If we just tossed the work aside and headed straight to bed like this—
“With that stamina... you’ll do it with my mom too, right?”
“Cough!?”
S-so sudden...?
“In the end it’ll happen at so point, and it’s also an obligation....”
“Mm.”
“It’s fine. I’m not the kind of woman who fusses about that.”
Anyone could see she very much was fussing.
“But my mom.... She knows, but she’s not really soone who’s interested....”
“Not interested how?”
“...In sex... she’s not interested. My mom.”
“...”
“Do you know what she told before? That you should think about relationships rationally. Please. Like a virgin, what does she even know to say sothing like that...!”
Um....
Surely she didn’t say that out loud to her.
“There’s no way relationships are rational! Right?!”
“Uh... well....”
“Haa....”
After having such a good ti, to suddenly say this....
I had no idea what I was supposed to say.
“...I heard this once. n like threesos.”
“...”
Who... said that beautifully correct thing.
“I-if I do it with Mom together w-with you... there’s no stronger weapon than that...! Soone told ....”
Blushing to the limit, she said sothing outrageous; the woman had a way of having no brakes.
“But I thought about it, you know? No matter how I think about it, I don’t see Mom giving permission.”
“Ordinarily... yeah.”
“So here’s the thing....”
Go Seonyul looked up at with a quietly dangerous gaze.
There was sothing ominous in it.
“I-I’ll hold Mom down... s-so, do you want to try it once?”
“...Excuse ?”
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