Chapter 45 – Seungah’s Pregnancy – 4
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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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‘I think I’ll end up spending another night in the arms of this man~’
‘Dong-seok oppa must have kept in touch…’
Seung-a became more and more impatient. She even wanted to throw away everything, including her job and marriage, and escape from reality here forever.
By the way… Even though I was teased by this man and let go of my desires, my heart still pounded whenever I heard his voice.
“Come here and see what kind of expression your bitch makes when she is in heat.”
Chairman Choi shouted at Seung-ah, who was tossing and turning. His eyes were on the laptop on the dresser.
“Yes?”
Seung-a asked. It was a very sweet voice. Seung-a was startled by her own voice. He was so far away that he couldn’t remember the last time he had answered Dong-seok in such a voice.
“I took a picture of you having fun with four years old, and it came out pretty cool. It’s like watching porn. Of course, the main character is four years old!
For some reason, President Choi did not call Seung-ah by name. He cursed out like a habit, let alone his name.
It was the same when having sex. ‘Get down, bitch! I mean spread your legs, bitch!’ He cursed and rolled Seung-ah around like a female.
Now that I think about it, Seung-ah doesn’t even seem to remember hearing such a curse. As I rolled my body here and there at his command, the shame or humiliation melted away like cotton candy, and I only clung to him with a heart longing for joy.
His swearing at her first time gave her a sense of shock and despair, but now it felt like her whipping for her who wanted greater pleasure.
Seung-ah got up from the bed like a dog that listens well and put on another sexy slip that President Choi threw.
The panties and slip were made of a black mesh fabric that, when worn, made the breasts and the humps under the lower abdomen stand out even more. Still, I thought it was better than being completely naked.
“Come quickly, what are you doing!”
As if trying to justify his request for Seung-ah, Chairman Choi was sitting on a chair in front of the dressing table, not wearing a single thread.
Wearing a light slip like the protagonist of a lingerie show, Seung-ah approached the chair he was sitting on.
“How is it? Do you remember sitting on top of me and shaking your butt? I think this scene was the time you felt it once. Is not it? Whooping… Chuck!
Seung-a looked at her laptop with a blank expression and was startled. A woman sitting on his thighs who was leaning against the back of the bed, frantically turning her hips with her breasts dropping over his forehead. That woman was Seung-ah herself.
Fortunately, her flowing hair covered her face.
“This… What the hell is this?”
“Can’t you see? Doesn’t it look like you’re harassing me by riding on top of me!”
Seung-ah was at a loss for words.
‘When and how did you film this amazing? There must be a hidden camera installed somewhere in this room! I didn’t even know that, and I struggled with lust like crazy!’
“Hey, come and see. Seeing this, it’s new again.”
Power was applied to the hand that wrapped around Seung-ah’s waist. Sitting in the chair, his lower abdomen, which occupied the center of his lower abdomen, had already become half-hardened and began to rise.
Seung-a knew well what that meant. If his symbol became this hard, then came the stage where he had to always prepare in his mind.
Chairman Choi never let go of his greed. He somehow puts his head inside Seung-ah’s buttock and pushes it into Seung-ah’s buttock, trying to quench his desire in the warm buttocks.
Seung-ah shook his head. He didn’t hate it, but he didn’t want to do it again. No, he filled up his regrets enough and didn’t seem to think of anything for the time being.
“Seeing this is really hard to bear. It’s a really amazing body. Look at those breasts It’s probably hard to get that shape even with surgery. Your udders!”
Chairman Choi’s hand gripped Seung-ah’s breast. Seung-a’s gaze turned to the screen.
There, Seung-a was lying face down on the bed with her butt exposed to Chairman Choi. It was a scene of his pole smeared with secretions going in and out between his white ass.
Chairman Choi grabbed Seung-ah’s buttocks and sat her on his thigh. Chairman Choi and Seung-ah both turned their eyes toward the laptop.
Chairman Choi pulled down his black fishnet panties. A lump of hardened flesh stabbed Seung-ah under the thigh.
It was unbelievably strong for its age. It brushed his thighs and buttocks several more times before finally coming into contact with the sunken crater.
“How is it? Aren’t you excited again?”
Chairman Choi’s hot breath touched the nape of Seung-ah’s neck. I could feel Seung-ah’s chest thumping as it was pressed against her back.
Seung-a unknowingly opened his thighs. He was to greet his symbol. His breathing became rough and his heart thumped like a train heading for the final stop.
Finally, a hot foreign body feeling pushed through the cramped entrance below and burrowed inward. At the same time, President Choi’s soggy tongue bit Seung-ah’s earlobe and began sucking it with a ‘Zeu-up~’ sound. Seung-ah’s vision, looking at the laptop, became blurry.
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“Hey. I want to take a shower with you. Come on in!”
“Now, wait a minute. Do it first.”
After Chairman Choi entered the bathroom and heard the sound of flowing water, Seung-ah hurriedly approached the dressing table. There was something uneasy about Seung-a’s mind.
Seung-ah looked at the videos in the folder Chairman Choi had been looking through earlier. There, the files whose names were marked with M were arranged in a numbered manner. You say ‘M’? ‘M?’ Seung-ah’s heart seemed to stop. He hurriedly double-clicked.
‘No way, no way… ‘
The video started playing. The indoor screen appeared first. Slanted ceilings, small windows… It wasn’t Chairman Choi’s main house, where he is now.
Let’s click the middle part with the mouse, sure enough… Chairman Choi’s naked back appeared.
It was like lying on a bed. After a while, he wrapped the woman’s hands under her around his neck and lifted her upper body. She was a woman with a familiar atmosphere somewhere.
‘No way!’
The woman lifted her face and started kissing President Choi. Seung-a fretted and stopped breathing. She could barely see the woman’s face. A woman whose body is familiar somewhere in her, her long hair, a graceful body movement that exudes sophistication similar to her own and her vibe.
‘Oh my god!’
Seeing the face of the woman shaking her hips with the roots of Chairman Choi, Seung-ah was startled.
‘Eunsuk’s older sister!!!’
I felt dizzy. She couldn’t look straight at Eunsook’s face in the video. She was so afraid that she gasped for breath as if she were there she would turn her face towards herself.
To think that she was panting like that in the arms of Chairman Choi, who had humiliated her…
Her face burned with shame as if her sister Eunsuk had caught her naked. While arrows of shock were flying in her head, another scene caught Seung-ah’s attention.
‘Oh! What about that painting?’
Seung-ah’s gaze was fixed on one of the paintings hanging on the wall behind Eun-sook’s back. It was a picture I had seen many times.
Okay! It was the same painting by artist Kwan-woo Kim that his father was revising or restoring when he was young. It is the same work that I saw in the exhibition hall of the Kwanwoo Museum of Art.
‘How could that painting be in that room! It was also in that room where Eunsuk unnie, whom she trusted, and Chairman Choi were having an affair… ‘
Seung-a couldn’t believe her eyes. Seung-ah suppressed his trembling heart and scrolled through the other folders after scrolling down the video that was running.
‘List of Works for Art Auction’
‘Kim Kwan-woo Gallery’
‘Hwang Tae-wook Gallery’
‘Kim Sihyung Gallery’
‘Choi Kook-hwan Gallery’
Folders with various names caught Seung-ah’s eyes. All of them were the names of famous late painters that anyone would know if they were even a little interested in art.
‘A list of works for art auction? An art auction? Something is wrong! Something… ‘
As if possessed by something, Seung-ah kept his eyes wide open and his brain spinning frantically.
‘The cell phone… ‘
Seung-ah looked around his room with an urgent gaze. Cell phone in handbag…
‘Really! Chairman Choi took it… I was rummaging around looking for a slip to wear… That’s right, a closet! I put it in the closet!’
Seung-a went to the closet on his heels, opened the door, and picked up a handbag lying underneath.
Seung-ah rummaged through her purse with trembling hands and picked up the cell phone that was tucked under the powder and lipstick case. The number of the missed caller was stamped. As expected, it was Dongseok’s number.
Seung-a quickly returned to the dressing table, took pictures of the folders, and with her trembling hands displayed the video on the screen.
“What are you doing without coming in?
Chairman Choi’s voice grew louder. But in a way he was relieved. It was also proof that he was still in the shower.
“Ah, I get it. I’m taking off my clothes.
Seung-ah shoved the cell phone with the photos in her handbag and put it in her closet. Soon after, he hurriedly took off his slip before Chairman Choi came out.
“Push your back. With your kind hands.”
When the naked Seung-ah opened the shower room door, Chairman Choi, who was drenched, handed over the soap and bath towel he was holding in his hand.
After bumping into President Choi’s body, Seung-ah began to soap his broad back, soaking his body in water droplets that scattered over his shoulder.
“Huh~ Siwonta~ Now try the front side.”
Chairman Choi turned to the front and stood tall. His country, covered in thick forest, was revealed in front of Seung-ah.
“What are you doing? No soap!”
Chairman Choi pushed again. Seung-a started soaping Chairman Choi from his chest to his lower belly. Due to the humid heat of the steam, sweat began to form on Seung-ah’s forehead.
“Shouldn’t you be cleaning what you were buried underneath!”
Seung-a frowned as if she saw something gross and stretched out her hand holding the soap to his heart. As he brushed through his coarse hair and applied soap, a lump of his flesh brushed Seung-ah’s palm.
At first, the lump that was hanging down raised its head whenever Seung-ah’s hand brushed against it, and finally began to find a straight line, revealing a dignified pole among the white soap bubbles.
“You have to clean that too.”
A mischievous smile spread across Chairman Choi’s face. Seung-ah climbed the pillar and started to soap.
‘This lump of flesh is polluting my body… ‘
Seung-a felt miserable and frantically created soap bubbles.
“Wipe carefully with both hands.”
Chairman Choi grabbed Seung-ah’s wrist as he was escaping. Seung-a reluctantly began to apply soap with her right hand while holding the pole with her left hand.
The more he looked at it, the more he saw the bizarre-shaped corpus cavernosum swaying here and there.
After exiting the booth after taking a shower, Chairman Choi turned Seung-ah, who was waiting next to him, to stand up. Sensing his intentions, Seung-ah did as he instructed, holding the sink with both hands and bending over at his waist.
The lump of his flesh, which he had soaped and wiped clean a while ago, started aiming, jabbing the back of Seung-ah’s buttock here and there.
Like a habit, Seung-ah spread his feet outward, opening the way for his to find his door more easily.
“Right. Something extraordinary!”
Seung-a, who now moves on her own, felt very lovable. Chairman Choi began to dig into Seung-ah’s buttock, enjoying the thrill that seemed to make his heart burst.
Seung-ah’s fingers shriveled as she rested on the washbasin, and her embarrassingly red cheeks collided with the foggy mirror and began to leave marks.
“Ah~
Seung-a’s hot moans began to resonate in the bathroom. It wasn’t a copulation that started because he wanted to, but Seung-ah, mesmerized by President Choi’s attack, began to bend his knees so that he could come in deeper and adjust the angle himself.
“Ugh! This ass! Uhh~”
Chairman Choi began to let out an animal-like moan as he grabbed Seung-ah’s buttock. Every time he pushed him from behind, Seung-a let out a hot sigh that seemed like it was going to burn, distorting her cheek against the mirror.
“I want to ejaculate again! Never been like this! Uh-huh~ Your ass is getting tighter and tighter, making it unbearable!”
“Ha… If you want to do it~”
