Chapter 1 — Suspicious Women... E03 - Kim Jung-hee

After her husband David Ha left for work, Sarah sat on the living room sofa sipping her morning coffee. The housekeeper had come early, cleaned the house, and already left—leaving Sarah completely alone.

Fifty-five years old this year, Sarah boasted a stunning figure and a youthful face that made her age hard to believe. Even now, if she stepped outside, people would guess her to be in her late thirties or early forties.

Until four years ago, Sarah had worked alongside her husband at his office. After more than a decade building their real estate company into a stable, thriving business, she had withdrawn to enjoy a life of leisure at home. She only stepped in when her husband asked for help—or when she sensed her assistance was needed. And that help always came in the form of body lobbying.

She’d met David twenty-five years ago. She’d fallen for him—not because of his charm or intelligence, but for his two testicles and the penis between them.

Back then, David had been a street vendor in America, selling accessories illegally as an undocumented immigrant. Whenever the immigration raid squads showed up, he’d run for his life. It was during those desperate days that Sarah, a local girl known for her wild ways, had fallen for him.

Truth be told, Sarah wasn’t anything special either. The daughter of a supermarket-owning immigrant, she’d graduated high school and college with mediocre grades, then worked as a receptionist at a small private office.

From high school on, she’d lived recklessly, using her naturally beautiful face and body. She’d gone clubbing, enjoyed one-night stands, had fiery sex parties with white and Black boyfriends, and while being a cheerleader, slept around with athletic guys who had great bodies and even better penises—slept with many partners.

At twenty-five, she’d seen David selling trinkets on the street and fallen head over heels at first sight. That very day, they’d had sex passionately. Impressed by the Korean man’s impressive penis, good nature, and work ethic, she’d quickly moved in with him.

Marriage to Sarah lifted David out of undocumented status and granted him permanent residency. But the two had suffered through hell together. There wasn’t a single hardship they hadn’t endured. For nearly ten years, they’d done backbreaking labor—hotel cleaning, laundry delivery, construction site odd jobs, and more.

Their luck turned when a manager at a construction firm noticed David’s diligence, intelligence, and work ethic while he was doing grunt work. The man immediately promoted him to a sales office position—a pivotal moment that changed David’s life.

There, David learned about real estate agents. He and Sarah quickly enrolled in training, obtained their licenses, and threw themselves into the work.

Their success was nothing short of miraculous. Within a year, they became top agents. A year later, they ranked among the top three out of over a hundred franchise offices. Four years after that, they earned management qualifications and went independent. In short, they became legendary in the industry.

Their success rested on two secret strategies.

The first was David’s relentless persistence. Once he latched onto a deal, he never let go. He’d stay up all night, shuttling between vendors and sellers, negotiating prices, mediating compromises, and pushing contracts to final signatures. Clients, awed by his tenacity and sincerity, referred others, steadily building a loyal customer base.

The second was Sarah’s body lobbying. For major development contracts, management firms, or trusts, Sarah’s body was always part of the negotiation. This was possible because both husband and wife embraced sexual freedom.

David pretended not to know. Sarah knew exactly when to make her move. She also identified female agents in her office who were desperate for money, willing to do anything for social stability, and capable of keeping secrets. She helped them launch their own franchise offices. These women became instrumental in their rapid growth.

Though their real estate company wasn’t a national giant, in their local area, it stood at the very top. Sarah now lived comfortably, enjoying the fruits of her labor.

Now, that role was being played by Ju-hyun. Ju-hyun didn’t know Sarah had once used her body—her vagina—to secure the very contracts she now managed. She didn’t know Sarah had laid the foundation for most of the companies she oversaw. And though Sarah knew Ju-hyun was sleeping with her husband, she chose to look the other way.

Sarah recalled her first meeting with Harrison, the CEO, and felt heat rise between her legs.

When she first met Harrison, she’d instantly recognized a fellow deviant—pervert recognizing pervert. She’d sensed immediately that Harrison was a womanizer with a dark streak.

Over several business meetings, she noticed the way he leered at her with lust. David, too, had heard rumors about Harrison in the industry and realized the man wanted to have sex with Sarah. Harrison had even brazenly told David he wanted to take her on a date.

Finally, Harrison invited Sarah to dinner. They dined at an elegant restaurant, talking about ordinary things rather than business. Then, in a low voice, Harrison said:

“Korean Black Rose… You haven’t changed at all…”

Sarah’s expression shifted. Korean Black Rose—that had been her college nickname.

Back then, Sarah had been a cheerleader at a university she’d attended only to party. She’d been a total slut—sleeping with any guy she liked the moment she felt attracted. Being close to athletes, she’d indulged in wild, promiscuous sex, even group sex.

The athletes she’d partied with had nicknamed her Korean Black Rose—Rose for short. But how could Harrison possibly know that?

“Rose… You probably don’t remember me. But I was one of the penises that fucked your vagina. At that graduation party, when we did group sex with the football team… I was from another school, but I got invited…”

Sarah didn’t know how time had passed. When she came to her senses, she was sucking Harrison’s penis. He had taken her to a hotel. The moment they entered the room, he’d ordered her to suck him.

Harrison’s penis was monstrous. Even for Sarah, who’d been with many men, it ranked among the top few she’d ever seen. Nearly twenty-five centimeters long, thick as her forearm—she struggled to take it into her mouth.

“To see you again like this… When I saw you, I thought my penis would burst from lust… I’ve dreamed of fucking you again…”

Harrison pulled her up and led her to the sofa. He undressed her slowly, piece by piece. Staring at her naked body, he said:

“You’re just the same… Your figure is incredible… Even better than those white girls…”

He bit one of her breasts. A moan escaped Sarah’s lips. Then he reached down, touching her vagina. It was already wet. He smeared her juices on his fingers and sucked them, commanding:

“From now on, shave your vagina completely. Understood? A clean, bare vagina suits you.”

He laid her on the sofa and pushed his penis into her vagina. Despite her experience with Western men, Sarah’s vagina was tight—almost painfully so.

She struggled to take his massive penis, but soon adjusted. Her vagina began to respond to Harrison’s thrusting.

He pumped harder. Then he flipped her over and entered her from behind. The thick penis, now angled deeper in doggy style, overwhelmed her.

Sarah screamed so loudly the hotel room seemed to shake. Whether from pleasure or pain, Harrison only thrust harder. After nearly thirty minutes of relentless pounding, he seemed close to climax.

“Where should I cum? I want to fill your vagina…”

“Do it… you sick bastard… cum inside me…”

Harrison roared like a beast and came. Sarah felt the powerful stream hitting the walls of her womb.

Slowly, Harrison pulled his penis out of her vagina. A gaping hole remained. Moments later, cum began to gush from her vagina—so much it spilled onto the sofa.

After that, Sarah became Harrison’s personal cum dump. Whenever he called, she came running, spreading her legs. Sometimes, she spread them for Harrison’s friends or business associates.

The more men who fucked her vagina, the more her company flourished. That’s how Haesta Real Estate was built.

Now, Sarah touched her vagina, remembering Harrison’s monstrous penis. It had been three months since she’d last tasted it. Just thinking about it, juices flowed steadily from her vagina.

Maybe tonight… I’ll see Harrison again after all this time?