Dear Eddert - Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Translator: effe
There were cases where drunk customers bothered the other customers, and there were also frequent instances of theft or lost items.
Hyemi’s father once went to the police station because of a hidden camera placed by malicious people or because of a sexual harassment case. There was also a customer with poor sight who slipped on a piece of soap and tore the back of his head, and had to be rushed to the emergency room.
Hyemi’s parents, who have been through troubled times, wanted their daughter to do other things at all costs. They wished that their only daughter would have various social opportunities and other experiences, but Hyemi could not understand what they meant.
“Aahh. I don’t know.”
Feeling the melancholy coming over again, Hyemi shook her head and opened the refrigerator. When she was depressed, sugary foods were also the best. She put a piece of cake on a pretty plate and headed to her room, and then she came back and added another piece. She thought it’d be perfect with a cup of dark Americano at a cafe on the intersection, but her light wallet made her promise it was for next time.
Today was her birthday, and she went to the bridge over the Han River and came back with a promise of a new life.
She felt compelled to do something important.
* * *
Gulp.
Hyemi gulped as she looked into her cell phone with wide eyes. Today’s task of the day was to spend time reading. Books are the food for the mind, and reading books was the best relaxation anyone could enjoy at the comforts of their home.
“Madam Choryeon…”
With no one watching, Hyemi held her breath heavily and focused on her phone screen. It was a thrilling development. Sweat caught in her hands when she expected the hot scene of the servant Kangso, who was finally getting married, and the back room* Madam.
{ TL/N: 뒷방 Someone who loses their power / dignity }
“Kangso….”
Hyemi pressed her finger firmly to turn the next page. The beautiful figure of Kangso, who finally took off his clothes in front of the woman whom he had admired since childhood, filled the screen of her cell phone. His body, which couldn’t hide it’s splendor even with poor servant’s clothes, was more luscious when he took it off.
Thick abs and splendid muscles on his thighs, as if split stones were attached. And in the meantime, a ray of light shone in the form of a straight line as if ridiculing her with censorship!
Kyaak. The best! After all, a man has to be big.
Seeing the scene in front of her, the woman froze in shock, and Hyemi patted the pillow and endured her cheers.
She had completely forgotten that she wanted to die by drowning in the Han River just half a day ago, smiling with her eyes darkened by desire.
“‘Madam, I’m going crazy. Here… Can you see it dripping from my c*ck? Touch me. Please help me.’”
Even though it was only written, she concentrated and read the vivid sound of Kangso’s huffing breath as if savoring each letter.
“’I….haa…I…can’t do things like that.’”
The woman secretly watched and admired Kangso, who was splitting firewood piled up like a mountain. She married the fifty-year-old ailing widower when she was only thirteen, when she had not even started her monthly period, and she became a widow within a week of her marriage.
When she married, Kangso, who had still been a young servant, but now years later, he had grown into a strong man who looked so strong.
The woman’s clear eyes, as she bit her handkerchief while looking at the wide back wet with sweat, turned red with fear and anticipation at the same time.
Next page. Hurry.
“’Heuk… Heuk… Madam… There’s a nice smell from the inside… Spread your legs wide open… Please. Hmm?’”
The pitiful Choryeon trembled with her head bowed at a 45 degree angle. It was followed by a scene where she crawled over the heated floor, towards Kangso with the steel beam glistening towards her. It was a winter night, with snow falling outside, and her tiger-like mother-in-law was sleeping peacefully.
Hoho.
If it unfolds as expected, Kangso, unable to overcome his desire, would lay his mistress on the floor, and then he would bury his face in the wet place.
“‘How are you… Heuk…. Ahhng, your mouth in a dirty place like that…’”
“‘Even if I die… slurp… Madam, even if I die, it’s alright…. sluurp… The lady has a fine upper lip, the lower lips look like this… Isn’t it small and pretty? Slurp!!’”
“‘Ah, n… o! Don’t suck there… Aaaahhngg!’”
“‘I can’t stop my mouth, Madam… ahh… slurp… Madam, your juices… It’s sweeter than sweet wine….’”
That’s right.
The innocent Madam Choryeon, who had never been through her first night before, couldn’t resist the unfamiliar stimulation she felt for the first time in her life, so tears dripped down. And then it was certain that she would eventually succumb to the rod wielded by Kangso and let out loud moans under his rock-like body.
Oh, that was the taste.
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