Chapter 31 – Seung-a Caught in a Trap – 2
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Photos, confessions, recordings, cams, blackmail, pregnancy, and… The diary she couldn’t hide.
Except for the extreme situation, this article is composed largely based on a true story.
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“Oh, Hyunjung! Is your part training over now?”
Seung-a looked surprised when she saw Hyeon-jeong enter the office as if she was running out of breath.
“I know! Kid sucks! It’s a busy day today!”
Hyunjung’s brow furrowed.
There were essential training courses that any first-time flight attendant had to complete, and of course, there were many helpful ones, but even Seung-ah didn’t seem like a normal person because he was tired of the training that always ended 1 hour longer than the scheduled time by 2 hours.
Hyeon-jeong hurried into her fitting room to change her clothes.
Impatience was visible in her hands as she took off her uniform and changed into a short skirt hung on her cabinet and a white T-shirt that fit snug enough to reveal all the curves of her upper body.
“Oh! How are you doing today?”
Seung-a asked as if she was surprised to see her flight attendant mate and her friend Hyeon-jung, who looked sexy even from a woman’s point of view, unlike her usual casual style.
“What’s going on? I’ve just been so depressed lately, so I dressed up to change my mood. I’ll go first, so please clean up today, Seung-ah!”
“Ah~ What good date do you have today? Is that why you look so cool?”
“Well, because it is not. Anyway, please clean up today. I’ll do it next time.”
Seung-a tilted her head as she watched Hyeon-jeong, who always stayed behind Seung-a to handle her chores and left the office, as she hurriedly left her office today.
‘Does he really look like a man?’
Unlike Seung-ah, Hyun-jung, who has a cheerful and easy-going personality, felt completely different depending on the day. After leaving her office, Hyeon-jung hurriedly crossed the four-lane crosswalk and caught a waiting Kakao taxi.
“Driver~ You can see the destination there.”
“Ah, past the Riverside Hotel in Deungchon-dong… Right here, right?”
“Yes! That’s right.”
Hyeonjeong checked the directions on the navigation system and tightened her seat belt.
After driving for about 30 minutes through a fairly congested road, the taxi arrived near a motel village at the end of a dark alleyway that did not match the stylishly dressed Hyeon-jeong.
Hyeon-jung, who hastily paid for her taxi, looked around at her signs and moved her steps with her gun-like strides.
‘Room 407, right?’
After checking the message from somewhere, Hyeon-jeong went up the dim stairs without even getting on the elevator.
And the room she arrived in was in front of a dimly lit motel room painted dark blue right next to her emergency exit.
‘Knock! Knock!’
Hyeonjeong knocked on her and untied the headband that was tying her long hair. Her silky hair cascaded over the nape of her neck and shoulders. Her high heels made her slender legs look even longer.
She was stylishly dressed in a white puff sleeve T-shirt with a black pencil skirt with a narrow bottom that hung over her round knees, and her profile reminded me of her supermodel.
“Who are you?”
A man’s deep voice came through the crack in the door.
“Chief Shin! I… It’s Hyunjeong. Please open the door. It’s hot!”
Hyeonjeong said in an urgent voice.
“Why are you so late?”
After I clicked the doorknob, I saw a dim figure of a man wearing only a pair of briefs, probably in the shower, through the half-open door.
“Sorry. Because the training ended late today… “
Hyeonjeong hurriedly went inside, blurring her words.
“Shit! I thought I was going crazy waiting! Do you know how much I wanted to fuck you?”
As soon as the man, who looked much older than middle age, locked the door again, he turned Hyeon-jeong against the wall and hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt.
“Why, why are you like this!”
Hyeonjeong’s embarrassed voice echoed through the room. His hands were still on the wall decorated with yellow wallpaper. Without replying, the man grabbed the narrow skirt up to his waist with his left hand and began to pull down his panties with his right hand.
“Oops! I didn’t even wash it!”
Hyunjin’s voice became urgent.
“Doesn’t care! I thought I was going crazy because of you. Ah! This ass!”
The man pulled his pants down to his knees and grabbed Hyeon-jung by the waist and pulled her back. Her man’s waist leveled and balanced as she bent her knees and pulled her hips back enough to tear her skirt.
The man hurriedly pulled out a thick penis from under his pants and grabbed it.
“Sir, wash up. Yes? President!”
Hyeonjeong begged to soothe her.
“Know! I’ll do it again after washing, so I’m doing this. Just a moment! Turn off the fire first!”
As if he couldn’t stand it any longer, the man pushed his knee between Hyeonjeong’s high heels. Her panties, hanging from her ankles, were ripping apart.
Hyunjung lifted her left foot and pulled it out of her hanging panties. Her man held her upright piece of flesh between the deep parting of her hips and began to slide it up and down her.
“Oops! President!”
Hyeonjeong’s hand, which was resting on the wall, withered. The man pressed his belly button to Hyeonjeong’s buttocks. The man’s warm belly touched Hyeon-jung’s bouncy buttocks. The inflated lower leg below it rattled near the entrance to the courthouse.
“Ugh~ It’s warm!”
It was a man’s excited voice. As he pushed his belly forward, Hyeonjeong’s forehead hit the wall with a ‘thud’ and made a dull sound.
“Ah! Why, why are you in such a hurry!”
“That’s it!”
The man grabbed Hyeon-jung’s waist and dragged her to his lower abdomen and began to spin her lower body.
Hyeonjeong, who was making a painful expression with her forehead pressed against the wall, blew out between her lips. He stretched out his hands and tucked them under his shirt, clutching his voluptuous breasts.
“Uh~ good!”
Finding Hyeon-jung’s nipple and twisting it, he rushed her waist faster and faster like a train leaving the platform.
As the man’s movements accelerated, Hyeonjeong’s burning, dry lips opened wider and wider. A red tongue hung limply between the evenly white teeth, like a tired dog.
“J.. You can’t ejaculate now. I mean, it’s all about your clothes.”
“In the midst of this, I am shaking neatly! Don’t worry! I’m just enjoying the feeling right now.”
“Ah~ I made it so hot. Maybe good~”
Hyeon-jung, who had let out a nasal sigh with a ‘study’ every time the man moved his waist, complained in annoyance.
“Ugh~ I’ll release everything in a little while, so you just have to be patient!”
“Huh~ A woman’s body is like a man’s. I mean, it doesn’t go off easily.”
“Know! Know! Sorry! It was because you were so late for coming!”
Her man pulled out the still stiffly erect penis from Hyeon-jeong’s buttocks and grabbed it. The pillars of her thick flesh were smeared with as much mucus as Hyeon-jung’s annoyance.
“Uh-huh~ First of all, the urgent fire is turned off, so lie down on the bed. I’ll suck it up to you.”
“I’m sweating so I’m taking a shower~”
Hyeonjeong’s voice was still languid.
“You must have taken a shower on your way to work. That’s enough. Come on, lie down. I want to suck underneath!”
“Ah~”
Hyeon-jung was pushed by her man’s power and lay flat on her bed. It was a ridiculous appearance with only one pair of panties in the perfect outfit.
She buried her face between her legs.
“Ah~ really~”
Hyeon-jung dug in between her skirts before she knew it, and she grabbed the back of his head.
“Spread your legs a little more! Wide open!”
“Ah~ I didn’t wash it.”
“It’s okay! It only smells fragrant!”
The sound of ‘juice juice’ flowed from Hyunjung’s skirt. Hyeonjeong lifted his waist, holding the back of his head with both hands. Then, ‘Jeu-eup~ Juice-juice’ and more soggy voices erupted one after another.
“Ahhh~”
“It’s good?”
“Oh, that… I don’t like that!”
Hyunjung twisted her waist as her man held her hips up with both hands and tickled her anus beneath her folds with his tongue.
“Are you okay! It’s just beautiful here!”
He held his tongue upright and licked the top and bottom two holes in succession as if squeezing them, inhaling vigorously.
“Ahhh~ What should I do~ That… Over there~”
Hyeonjeong raised his butt and let out a gasping sound. The man sighed while sucking the sensitive buttons between the wide open wrinkles and above them all at once.
“Ah~ What… What am I… I think it will come out. What should I do?”
“Come on.”
“This… Is the only word I ask!”
“Because it’s okay. Hurry! Put it in my mouth!”
“I… Really? I… Really?”
As if in a final desperate effort, the man lifted her buttocks and sucked frantically down the panting Hyeon-jung with a ‘churrleup’ sound.
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“Whoa! It was too hot.”
Lying next to Hyeon-jeong, he took out a tissue from the dressing table and wiped the secretions from his mouth, but the man still didn’t calm down.
“How is it? Shall I wipe it for you?”
The man looked down at Hyeonjeong and pulled out several tissues.
“Oops! That’s Okay! I want to wipe it.”
Hyeonjeong lifted her legs to shake off the man’s hands spreading her thighs. The man jumped up, spread his legs, and pressed his hand holding the toilet paper down his groin. Hyeonjeong turned her waist to the side with her brow furrowed.
“Whoa! A lot has passed!”
The man’s hand, which had occupied Hyeonjeong’s crotch, moved busily. She pulled out several tissues and wiped them off, then pulled them out again and wiped them off before the slippery area between her groin was smooth.
“Boss, aren’t you going to do this?”
Hyeonjeong asked while holding the man’s lower leg.
“You should take a break! I’m just getting started!”
“The boss is really great too!”
“That’s why a full-bodied stewardess like you runs all the way here!”
“Chit!”
Hyeonjeong, whose pride was hurt, wrinkled her brow.
“By the way, what the hell happened to Director Kim?”
Hyeonjeong sighed and asked with a serious expression on her face. She didn’t even think to cover her large breasts that were loosely tucked under her rolled up shirt.
“How do you know about that incident?”
“There was even an internet article, how could you not know? At first, Seung-a found out about her, but… “
“What? Seung-a?”
“Yes. While searching for news on the Internet, she said that the murdered person seemed to be someone she knew, and her face turned earthy. What happened between that man and Seung-ah?”
Hyeonjeong’s face was full of curiosity.
“You don’t need to know that. Nothing happened… “
Shin’s face hardened.
“Isn’t Seung-ah involved in the money laundering?”
Hyeonjeong’s questions did not stop.
“Well, you don’t have to know. Anyway, Seung-a has nothing to do with this. There’s another woman helping us with our work! So, be careful of what you say to Seung-ah. Got it?”
“That’s natural. Be honest. Did that man touch Seung-ah? Seeing Seunga’s expression, I knew everything… “
Hyeonjeong’s questions continued insistently.
“Why do you keep asking about that?”
“Just out of curiosity. I wonder what it is like in front of a man, Seung-ah, who always pretends to be arrogant and trembles about getting married.”
“Whoops. Why? Are you feeling jealous? Do you hate Seung-ah, who is filling the position of a PR model?”
“Chit! I don’t know!”
Hyeonjeong put on a completely stunned expression.
“To be honest, that girl named Seung-ah. Seeing that President Choi fell in love, it seems that he is not an average bet. In a way, it seems like they resemble someone in a girl group with dimples, and when they smile, it seems like they resemble someone in an idol group. Besides, he’s smart, and in bed, he’s so great that he completely loses Chairman Choi’s soul.”
“Chit! You bring all the good things! But really? Seung-ah and Chairman Choi?”
“Huh, but for me, Hyunjung’s four years is the best. Whoops.”
“Again, another lie. I want the boss to completely destroy Seung-ah in front of me so that she doesn’t act proud.”
Hyeonjeong muttered as if complaining.
