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🕑 Added 2025-08-23 18:44:32 +0000 UTCEP. 23 After the Wet Presentation, Facing the President
While I was molesting Sohee, hiding under the podium, I was suddenly called upon to give a speech about my impressions and resolve.
But Sohee, lost in a state of extreme pleasure from my touch, just kept moaning throughout my speech and was of no help at all.
Even in front of the VIPs, who thought it was all a performance... I couldn’t help myself and ended up shooting high into the air from Sohee’s tight anus.
My tadpole cream flew recklessly, landing perfectly in the beautiful First Lady’s mouth, right next to the cold-faced President.
Before I could even process how screwed I was, the presentation somehow ended, and the President awarded me my certificate.
With an endlessly gentle smile, the President leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"...After this is over, let’s have a private talk."
Thud-
The President’s whisper echoed in my ear, weighing heavily on my heart like a stone.
Even as I sensed impending doom, the President smiled as if nothing had happened and handed me an A4-sized certificate.
I naturally accepted the certificate, forced a smile, and shouted loudly,
"Thank you!!"
It had been so long since I’d shouted my thanks like that.
Probably not since my battalion commander gave me a reward leave in the army.
Soon after, the MC told everyone on stage to return to their seats.
The President slowly stepped down from the stage.
When I tried to follow, Sohee, who seemed to have finally regained her senses, looked at me with bright eyes.
[Umm..! What’s going on...?]
"Heh... You finally came to your senses?"
[Kim Chihwan?! Why are you next to me?!!]
"Quiet... Just keep quiet for now."
[What? Ugh... My back hurts. Ugh... Actually, it doesn’t feel like just my back... What is this?]
Sohee’s face showed no memory of what had just happened.
In a way, that was a relief, but if she said anything strange in front of people who thought it was a performance, it could be a disaster.
Especially if the President heard-it would be chaos.
So I put on a face like nothing happened and lied.
"What’s wrong? Why would you suddenly be in pain?"
[Ow...! It hurts... Why does it sting so much..? But when did it all end? Why can’t I remember anything?]
"I don’t know what you mean. You probably just got too nervous. You read your recommendation perfectly, though?"
[What?! I did..? No way! Wait. I feel like I remember something... You... suddenly appeared...]
"What are you talking about? I was just sitting and watching from my seat."
[No... What is this..? I have this memory of being really startled...]
"Sigh~ Why are you being like this? Just come down already."
Sohee covered her face and thought for a while.
But if she remembered everything right now, she’d definitely cause a scene.
So I grabbed her shoulder and hurried her out of the banquet hall.
When I finally got her outside, grumbling about how she didn’t like me grabbing her shoulder,
Gorilla was standing guard at the banquet hall entrance.
Seeing him, I felt my breath catch in my throat again.
Damn. I knew he liked Sohee quite a bit...
He couldn’t have seen everything, could he?
Already stressed from the President’s death threat, running into this guy just made my head hurt more.
He looked grim when he saw Sohee and me coming out together, so I put on a bright smile.
"Yo~ Gorilla~ Could you take Sohee with you?"
"...Kim Chihwan."
"Uh?!"
Gorilla’s incredibly scary glare.
Shit. He must have seen everything.
His eyes were full of murderous intent.
As I ran through combat scenarios in my head,
he suddenly grabbed my hand.
"What!! What is it!! Gorilla!! You wanna go?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about."
"Kkyaah!! Bring it on!!! I’m not at fault!! I couldn’t help it!!!"
"You seem excited. Is getting your certificate really that great...?"
Swoosh-
Then, Gorilla took my hand off Sohee’s shoulder.
"As an escort agent, I can’t tolerate you touching Ms. Sohee’s body so casually. Remove your hand immediately."
"...? Ah~ Ah~ This!! Of course, of course!!! Whew~ My bad. Sorry!! I was just too flustered and wanted to get her out safely..."
"I see. I guess you got your certificate? Congratulations."
"Yeah..! I’ll treat you later!! What do you like?"
"Thank Ms. Sohee first for that kind of thing."
"Agh~ I already did!!"
Phew... Thank god. Thank god!!
It seemed Gorilla had been outside guarding during the presentation.
Luckily, he had no idea what I’d just done.
If someone who loved Sohee that much had seen what happened in the banquet hall...
I don’t even want to imagine.
He would have beaten me to a pulp.
If Sohee regains her memory later, or if people talk about what happened in the hall, I’ll just have to play it off like,
"Come on~ You really believe that?! They were just messing with you because you like Sohee so much~! Silly~!!"
With a cute, silly smile.
While I was making up that dumb survival plan, Sohee spoke up.
[Ow... Cheolyong, can you help me walk?]
"What?! Ms. Sohee, are you feeling unwell?!"
[No... nothing like that... My lower back just hurts so much...]
"Ah..! I see..! But, would it be alright for me to have the honor of supporting you, Ms. Sohee..!"
[Why are you like this... I’m hurting, so just come here.]
"Uh! Uh!! Ms. Sohee..!!"
Sohee leaned into Gorilla’s arm.
It didn’t seem like there was any ulterior motive,
but Gorilla’s face turned bright red as he supported her.
As they walked off together, I gave an awkward wave.
[...Wait.]
Sohee suddenly stopped and turned to look at me.
"Why... what... what is it?!"
She looked at me with a satisfied grin.
[Pfft!! Kim Chihwan! Anyway, thanks for getting me promoted~! Let’s never meet again~~ Oh, Cheolyong. You know that Kim Chihwan’s computer? Give it to him later.]
"Ah..! Understood."
Whew... That scared me.
I thought Sohee’s memory had come back.
Of course, I’m annoyed she won’t keep her promise, but that’s not important right now.
I just want her to disappear from my sight, so I mumbled something.
"Whew~ At least you’re giving me the computer. Take care. I’ll be sure to visit someday."
[Tch..! What’s with that face? Get lost!!! Forever!!!]
The two disappeared down the hall.
Relieved to have dealt with the immediate headache,
suddenly, some burly men in sunglasses blocked my path.
They spoke firmly.
"Mr. Kim Chihwan. Please come with us. The President would like to see you."
The stoic sunglasses men led me for a while, then stopped in front of an ornate door and knocked.
Knock knock-
"Mr. President. We’ve brought Kim Chihwan."
"...Let him in."
A heavy voice from the President.
The men quickly patted me down and opened the door.
Creak-
The door opened slowly, revealing the inside.
The interior was even more ornate than the door.
There was a fireplace and a tiger skin rug.
On it, the President sat in a large chair, looking at me with a dignified posture.
His deeply set eyes told the story of a hard life.
"Wait outside. I want to talk to him alone."
"Yes, sir. We’ll wait outside."
Thud-the door closed.
Now, just the President and me in the chilly room.
As I stood there awkwardly, the President gestured for me to sit.
"Have a seat. Let’s talk slowly."
"Ah!! Yes, sir..!!!"
I sat down as fast as I could,
and the President pulled something from his jacket.
Worried, I squinted as he asked,
"Do you smoke?"
"Ah.. no! I don’t!"
"Mind if I have one?"
"Please, go ahead!"
He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
Smoking indoors is banned these days... He really doesn’t care.
His charisma made me even more nervous.
He was the real President. The one from TV!
I don’t watch the news much, but I know he’s a big deal.
Approval rating 75%, special forces background, bold personality and drive... even 190 cm tall and huge.
He’s the guy I remember from videos smashing a podium with his fist in the National Assembly, shutting up MPs with pure presence.
Charisma-that word sums up this President.
"Is it uncomfortable when I speak informally?"
"Not at all!"
"Good. Thanks. These days, people call you old-fashioned for talking like this, right?"
"What?! Not at all. I’m not that type..."
"Is that so. First, congratulations. And... your speech was very impressive. I was a bit surprised, but you really showed what a Molester Knight is."
"I’m just grateful you saw it that way..!"
"Whew... But let me ask you one thing."
Suddenly, the President’s voice dropped.
A wave of fear swept over me.
He’s going to ask? Ask what?
Where do I want to be buried?
Eek. If you’ll just spare me, I’ll be loyal forever, Mr. President!!
"When you ejaculated in my wife’s mouth, how did it feel?"
Boom-
It was like a nuclear bomb dropped on my head.
The President coolly brought up the one thing I’d hoped he wouldn’t know.
With a serious face, he asked, and I stammered a reply.
"Ah..! Well... it was absolutely not intentional..! I’m sorry!!"
"What’s there to be sorry for?"
"Ahh!! I’m sorry!! I’m sorry!!"
"Haha... So, did you regret it after cumming in my wife’s mouth?"
"No!! I never thought it would go that far..! I don’t know what to say..!"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Excuse me?!!"
"I mean, did you like it. My wife even swallowed your semen like it was delicious."
...I definitely saw it.
The First Lady rolling her tongue, savoring my semen with a sweet expression.
But how could I admit that honestly?
"Uh?! Did that... happen?!"
"Heh, pretending not to know. But you know what’s funny? When I asked my wife if she was okay, do you know what she said?"
"Cough cough!! What did she say?"
At that moment,
the President lowered his head and spoke quietly.
"She said nothing happened... nothing at all."
"Excuse me!? What does that mean..."
"I saw her take your semen in her mouth and swallow it, but she flatly denied it. She said nothing went in her mouth."
"Oh...! Sh-she did?"
"What is it with women?
They’ll suck another man’s semen right next to their husband and look happy,
but then tell their worried husband nothing happened. What’s going on in their heads?"
"Gasp..! I... I have nothing to say..!"
"Ahahaha!!!!"
The President burst out in hearty laughter.
A real man.
It was the first time I’d heard such a genuine man’s laugh, and it made me even more nervous.
"So, I’m curious: what did you feel, and what do you think?
As a Molester Knight, how did it feel to make the First Lady swallow your semen?
And what do you think of women? I want to hear it."
The President asked me a completely crazy question.
I had no idea what he was getting at, no matter how hard I racked my brain.
I squirmed in my seat, sweating bullets like a dog that needs to poop, and the President continued.
"Ah, sorry. I didn’t mean to interrogate you. I just wanted to talk man-to-man, as guys who know real style."
"What do you mean...?"
"Shall I tell you how I felt first?"
"Uh..? Is it okay for you to say that...?"
"Why not. How do you think I felt, seeing the First Lady-the woman who represents the country-acting so shamelessly?"
I can barely breathe.
Why is he asking me this?
Is he making me realize my sins before killing me?
Shit... I have no idea.
As I held my breath, not knowing how much time had passed,
the President looked at me seriously and said,
"I was turned on. Really, seriously turned on."
