Chapter 18 – Episode 18 – [Side Story] Han Mi-Jeong (1)
Where on earth did it go wrong? I thought to myself as I closed the store shutter, sat down on a chair, and poured alcohol into a soju glass.
I was happy when I was young. Although she was not wealthy, she was the only daughter whom her parents loved dearly, and thanks to her pretty looks, she was a popular star at school. Because she had a bright and easy-going personality, she was popular not only with boys but also with girls. When my father passed away when I was in high school, my mother had to go out and work, and I gave up going to college. When I went to work at the factory, all kinds of men gathered together. There was also subtle sexual harassment. It was common for people to casually put their hands on their shoulders, and there were also men who patted their butts, saying they were cute. At every company dinner, men tried to make me drink alcohol and take me to a motel, so at some point I stopped attending dinner parties.
The person who stole my heart was a senior who was 5 years older than me. Even though he had no education, he was kind, considerate, and a gentleman. He and I started dating casually, and we had our first sex in his room one day when I was 21 years old. It was a painful first experience, but my husband was as considerate as possible to me, and the love we shared in a small room with sunlight still remains in my mind as the most beautiful memory. He was still young and had a strong sexual desire, and from then on, he wanted my body whenever he had time. Although I didn’t yet know the joy of sex, I did my best for the person I loved. And then one day he found out that he was pregnant. It wasn’t something he could do while having a child. Of course, there was no such thing as maternity leave. I was in a situation where I had no choice but to quit my job. I was also worried that he might abandon me.
But he wasn’t that kind of man. I still vividly remember her tears of joy when she announced the news of her pregnancy. We registered our marriage and quit our jobs together. I couldn’t do anything like a wedding. Over the past few years, he worked twice as hard as others and spent half as much money, and with the money I saved, I bought a small rented room and opened a store.
But business did not go as well as expected. After her son Se-hwan entered elementary school, my husband got a job at a factory again, and I was left to run the store alone. After I was there all day, the store started to do well. Male students from nearby schools were the main customers. I knew very well why those children came to our store often. From a young age, I was used to the gaze of men ogling my body. At that time, I was still in my 20s. I was offended by the eyes of the kids peeking at my breasts and buttocks while saying “Noona, noona”, But maybe because they were young kids, I didn’t feel bad at all. Combining my husband’s salary and the store’s sales, there was no problem in living. In that way, the title changed from sister to ajumma, and we thought that our family of three was living happily in our own way. But it seems my husband wasn’t like that. The son was more interested in sports than studying, but he was not a bad person, and he was good-looking and had a lively personality, making him popular among his friends. Her husband wanted to pass on a better life to his son.
I found out everything after it had already festered. Her husband invested a huge amount of money, even going into debt, in a ridiculous business introduced by a colleague who worked at the same factory. In addition to bank debt, he had also taken on private loans. My husband drank alcohol at home for several days. He shouldn’t have been doing that. Even if he made a mistake, he had to do something for me and Sehwan. For the first time, my husband hit me with his hand when I got angry and criticized him. It was the first time in my life that I was hit by someone. My husband didn’t stop there, he made me lie down on the living room floor and forcibly violated my body. Until now, I always gave him my body whenever he wanted, but that day, even though I said I didn’t want to and begged him not to, my husband pressed me down with force, shook me a few times, excreted inside my body, and fell asleep.
And a few days later, when I returned home after closing the store, my husband was lying on the floor. At first, he thought he had fallen asleep, but that wasn’t the case. Her beloved husband left her with so much debt that she is still lying unconscious in the hospital, eating up the hospital bills. Still, I had to feed my son somehow. So the store started selling alcohol in the evening. Sales went up a little, but that wasn’t enough. So I started selling other things along with alcohol.
As I filled my glass, the man sitting next to me with his hand around my waist poured it into his mouth in one go. I picked up a piece of snack with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. A middle-aged man sitting across from me smiled and said excitedly, wondering what was so good.
“What do you think? It tastes better when a pretty woman feeds it to you, right?”
“The food is delicious, but it’s the bitch who gives the best snacks.”
The man sitting next to me agreed and massaged my breast with one hand. Then he picked up the glass in front of me, poured it into his mouth, grabbed my face, and kissed me. Bitter soju flowed into my mouth. And then the cigarette-smelling tongue pushed in and wandered all over my mouth.
The man sitting across from me was Mr. Choi, a real estate agent. And the man next to him was Mr. Park, who owns several buildings nearby. Mr. Choi has been in and out almost every day since I started selling alcohol. One day, when he came alone, I was sitting next to him and serving him drinks, and his hands started groping my body. In the end, I gave him a few pennies and allowed him inside the shuttered store. After that, as word spread, men came and asked for my body in exchange for money, and I became a prostitute selling my body to men in this place full of memories with my husband. And at some point, Mr. Choi began to bring other men to visit and use me as entertainment.
“I’ve seen this bitch since she started doing business here, and she was so amazingly pretty in her 20s. I wanted to fuck her so much. Even now, it’s hard to find a woman of this age anywhere in the country. But this bitch started drinking at some point. When I heard the rumor, my husband became an asshole, so I thought he would be hungry, so he closed the shutter as if he had been waiting for it. The shutters are closed, so let’s enjoy it.”
“Is it okay if I eat first?”
“Of course, I brought you here to take care of Dr. Park’s body.”
The two of them toasted and drank soju, then told me to stand up and sing. While I was thinking about whether I should at least bring in a karaoke machine, I got up and started singing without accompaniment. While drunken middle-aged men were singing their favorite trot song, Mr. Park got up, came up behind me, and hugged me. After I started selling my body, I started wearing more revealing clothes than before. My body, wearing only shorts that exposed my thighs and a thin T-shirt, was held in the man’s thick arms.
He massaged her breasts with both hands and pressed his lower body against my ass. A hard object penetrated between his buttocks. He lifted my shirt up, unhooked my bra, and told me to take it off. I continued singing and took off my bra. Now the man lifted my shirt to expose my breasts and started massaging them.
“It’s nice that the straw is very soft.”
This was the first time I heard the word ‘suck’ after selling my body. When men were drunk, they liked to call themselves ‘tits’ or ‘udders’ instead of ‘breasts.’ I, who had no sexual experience other than casual sex with my husband, was learning one by one what men liked. Because you have to be satisfied to become a regular customer.
“It may not be big, but it’s substantial, right?”
“This is a big deal. My wife is a piece of gum. I like it even more because she looks like a high school girl’s trash.”
Meanwhile, the man continued rubbing the object between my buttocks. It was getting bigger and bigger. I felt like it was desperate to come inside my body.
“Your body is slim, but your butt is very chubby?”
“It was like that when this bitch was little. It was so cute, with only the straw and the beetle sticking out, that I had to pluck it and eat it.”
“How old are you now?”
“Thirty… How old are you? Hey, how old are you this year?”
“I’m thirty-seven.”
I stopped singing and answered.
“Oh my, that’s the perfect age. This is the age when your pussy will be full of water.”
After saying that, Mr. Park pushed me forward and made me stand with my hands on the table.
“Then I’ll taste it first, President Choi. Enjoy the raw porn there.”
“The taste of alcohol must be amazing.”
Mr. Park, giggling as to what was so funny, took off my T-shirt and pulled down my pants and panties. Her entire body was exposed in front of the two men.
“Did you wash it thoroughly?”
“Yes…”
I felt Mr. Park’s face touch my butt. His wet tongue glided back and forth over the flesh of his ass. Goosebumps appeared all over his body. The man’s two strong hands grabbed her buttocks and spread them left and right, and his tongue came into the gap and started clapping.
“Ah… Ahhhhh…”
Although I felt nothing but discomfort, I put my fist to my mouth and made a dirty sound, pretending to suppress my moans. Because I learned that men like this.
“Is it that good, bitch? Don’t you think you should pay us for this?”
The men giggled again. It was proof that my acting was great.
I heard the sound of a man taking off his pants behind me. Then I heard a spitting sound, my lower body became stiff, and the man’s object was pushed into my body.
