#gugudan

"Thank you, Tae-moo-yah," Grandfather Kang said, his voice sounding a little too hearty, his eyes flicking nervously towards Ha-ri. "Ha-ri was just keeping me company."

"She's always so thoughtful," Tae-moo said, beaming at Ha-ri, completely oblivious to the charged atmosphere that had just filled the room.

As Tae-moo busied himself arranging the flowers, Grandfather Kang subtly shifted in his bed, his hand inching its way towards where Ha-ri was standing beside him. Under the guise of needing to adjust his position, his hand brushed against her thigh, his fingers lingering for a fleeting moment on the curve of her buttock. Ha-ri’s breath hitched, her cheeks flushing slightly. She subtly shifted away, trying to maintain a neutral expression for Tae-moo's sake.

"Grandfather, did you sleep well?" Tae-moo asked, turning back to the bed.

"Like a log, my boy, like a log," the grandfather replied, his eyes betraying a mischievous glint as he watched Ha-ri. He then engaged Tae-moo in conversation about his day, asking about work and upcoming projects.

While Tae-moo was focused on his grandfather, the old man took another chance. This time, his hand, seemingly resting innocently on the bed beside Ha-ri, subtly edged closer to her. His fingers, with surprising dexterity, managed to brush against the soft fabric of her dress right over her most sensitive area. Ha-ri’s body tensed, a gasp caught in her throat. She subtly pressed her thighs together, trying to minimize the contact, her heart pounding in her chest.

Tae-moo, still talking animatedly, didn’t notice her discomfort. Grandfather Kang, however, offered Ha-ri a sly, almost imperceptible wink, a silent acknowledgment of his sneaky touch.

Later, as Tae-moo briefly stepped out to talk to a nurse, Grandfather Kang turned to Ha-ri, a seemingly innocent expression on his face. "Ha-ri-ya, you were singing so beautifully earlier. You have a very… soothing touch," he said, his eyes flicking down to her lap with a knowing look.

Ha-ri, understanding the double meaning perfectly, offered a strained smile. "Thank you, Grandfather. I'm glad I could… lift your spirits." Her own gaze flickered down to the blanket covering his lower body, a silent reminder of their earlier activities.

"Indeed you did," the grandfather replied, a chuckle in his voice. "You have a way of… handling things that is quite remarkable for someone so young."

Tae-moo returned, oblivious to the undercurrent of their conversation. "Everything alright here?" he asked, noticing the slight flush on Ha-ri’s cheeks.

"Perfectly fine, my boy," the grandfather said, his voice now clear and steady. "Ha-ri was just telling me how much she enjoys… caring for me." He gave Ha-ri another subtle wink, a secret shared between them that Tae-moo remained completely unaware of. Ha-ri forced another smile, the situation feeling increasingly awkward and undeniably charged

Grandfather Kang, emboldened by his earlier success and the thrill of the forbidden, continued his seemingly innocent conversation with Tae-moo about the company's recent successes. His voice was steady, his gaze primarily focused on his grandson, but his aged hand, now more daring, subtly shifted its position against Ha-ri’s body. With minuscule movements, he edged his fingers lower, inching past the hem of her dress, his touch feather-light against her bare thigh.

Ha-ri stood beside the bed, trying to focus on Tae-moo's words, nodding occasionally to appear engaged. But beneath her forced composure, her body was a tight coil of nerves. The grandfather's hand was now dangerously close to her center, the anticipation sending shivers through her. Just as Tae-moo was explaining a new marketing strategy, the old man’s fingers, with surprising agility, slipped past the edge of her underwear.

Ha-ri’s breath hitched, her heart leaping into her throat. She squeezed her thighs together instinctively, but the grandfather’s knowing fingers had already found their target. He gently parted the soft folds of her vagina lips, his touch surprisingly tender yet undeniably invasive. A jolt of pure electricity shot through Ha-ri’s core, her body instantly reacting with a deep, internal tremor. She bit down hard on her lip, her knuckles turning white as she clenched her hands at her sides, desperate to suppress the moan that threatened to erupt from her throat.

Meanwhile, Grandfather Kang smoothly continued his conversation with Tae-moo, his other hand gesturing in the air for emphasis as he discussed profit margins. His touch on Ha-ri remained subtle, almost imperceptible from the outside, but for Ha-ri, it was a blatant and intensely arousing invasion. He began to gently rub her swollen lips, his thumb making small, circular motions that sent waves of heat spreading through her pelvis. She could feel her own wetness intensifying, her body betraying her outward attempts to appear normal.

Tae-moo, still completely unaware, chuckled at something his grandfather said. Ha-ri forced a weak smile, her eyes darting down momentarily, a silent plea for the grandfather to stop, but his aged face held an innocent, almost cherubic expression as he continued to pleasure himself with her body, hidden from his grandson's view. The contrast between the innocent conversation about business and the intensely sexual manipulation happening just inches away was both shocking and undeniably thrilling for Ha-ri, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath the surface, her moans trapped behind tightly clenched teeth.

Tae-moo, sensing a lull in their conversation, decided it was a good moment to broach the topic that had been weighing on his mind. He took a deep breath and turned to his grandfather, his expression earnest. "Grandfather," he began, his voice respectful but firm, "I really want to talk to you about Ha-ri."

Grandfather Kang, whose hand was still subtly caressing the outer curve of Ha-ri’s vagina through her dress, turned his attention to his grandson, his expression now one of mild curiosity. "About Ha-ri-ssi? What is there to discuss, Tae-moo-yah?" His fingers, meanwhile, edged a fraction closer to her center, the pressure gentle but persistent.

"I know you haven't been entirely supportive of our relationship," Tae-moo continued, his eyes meeting his grandfather’s directly. "But I truly care for Ha-ri, and she makes me incredibly happy. I really hope you can come to accept her."

Grandfather Kang sighed theatrically, but his gaze flickered towards Ha-ri, a mischievous glint in his eyes. His fingers, under the cover of the bedsheets near her thigh, managed to slip a little further under her dress, finding the soft fabric of her underwear again. "Happy, you say? Well, happiness is important, of course. But a family like ours also has… certain responsibilities." His fingers brushed against the edge of her wet lips, a barely perceptible touch that sent a jolt through Ha-ri.

Ha-ri, trying to appear attentive to the conversation, subtly pressed her thighs together, but the grandfather’s touch was precise and knowing. She managed a strained smile towards Tae-moo, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Exactly," Tae-moo agreed, nodding eagerly. "And Ha-ri understands that. She's kind, intelligent, and she cares deeply about our family… about you, Grandfather."

Grandfather Kang’s gaze lingered on Ha-ri, his fingers now gently rubbing against her swollen flesh. "Kindness is important in a daughter-in-law," he mused aloud, his voice laced with a double entendre that flew straight over Tae-moo’s head. "And intelligence… well, that can be useful too. Especially when it comes to… understanding one's duties." His thumb pressed lightly against her clit through the thin fabric, making Ha-ri’s body tense almost imperceptibly.

"She really does," Ha-ri interjected, her voice a little breathy, her eyes meeting the grandfather’s for a fleeting moment, a silent acknowledgment of his touch. "I would be honored to… serve your family in any way I can, Grandfather."

"Serve the family," Grandfather Kang repeated, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. His fingers continued their subtle exploration, and Ha-ri had to bite her lip to suppress a moan. "Yes, yes, that's exactly what we need. Someone willing to… put in the effort to ensure our lineage continues." He looked at Tae-moo, a seemingly serious expression on his face. "A strong family needs strong… foundations, wouldn't you agree, my boy? And a new generation to carry on our name." His gaze shifted back to Ha-ri, his fingers now rhythmically rubbing her, a silent promise of what he expected from her. "Someone… fertile, perhaps? Someone capable of… nurturing new life within our household."

Ha-ri’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She understood the true meaning behind his words, the lewd implication that went far beyond simply continuing the family line. The grandfather’s fingers were now working with a practiced ease, and the sensations were becoming increasingly difficult to ignore, especially with Tae-moo looking at them expectantly. She managed a tight nod, her voice barely a whisper. "I… I certainly hope so, Grandfather."

Tae-moo, completely missing the underlying sexual tension and the grandfather’s blatant manipulation, smiled with relief. "See, Grandfather? Ha-ri understands completely. I told you she was wonderful!" He reached out and squeezed Ha-ri’s hand, completely unaware of the secret, scandalous interaction that was happening right beside him. Grandfather Kang offered Ha-ri a sly wink, his fingers continuing their pleasurable assault, a silent agreement passing between them amid Tae-moo’s innocent joy.

Grandfather Kang, his hand still subtly kneading the soft mound beneath Ha-ri’s dress, turned to Tae-moo with a seemingly thoughtful expression. "Tae-moo-yah, that was very kind of you to come. But I'm feeling a little tired now, and I think I need to have a more… detailed conversation with Ha-ri-ssi. About… becoming a part of our family, you see." His fingers gave a gentle, suggestive squeeze against Ha-ri’s wetness.

Tae-moo’s face lit up with relief and joy. "Really, Grandfather? You mean you… you're okay with it?" He looked at Ha-ri, his eyes shining. "This is wonderful!"

Grandfather Kang offered a weak, but seemingly sincere, smile. "Yes, yes. I need to… understand her intentions fully, as the one who will be carrying on our lineage. It's an important matter, wouldn't you agree?" His gaze lingered on Ha-ri, the unspoken implication hanging heavy in the air.

Tae-moo, completely misinterpreting his grandfather’s true intentions, clapped his hands together happily. "Of course! You two take your time and talk everything through. I'm so glad you're finally coming around, Grandfather." He gave Ha-ri another beaming smile. "I'll let you two have some privacy then. I need to head back to the office anyway. I'll check on you both later." He leaned down and kissed his grandfather on the forehead. "Thank you, Grandfather. This means the world to me." He then turned to Ha-ri. "I knew you'd win him over, jagiya!" With one last, happy glance, he exited the hospital room, closing the door gently behind him.

The moment the door clicked shut, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically. The grandfather’s innocent facade dropped, replaced by a sly, knowing smirk. His hand, which had been subtly caressing Ha-ri, now moved with more confidence, his fingers slipping deeper between her legs, directly onto her swollen, wet flesh. He looked up at Ha-ri, his aged eyes filled with a predatory gleam. "Well, my dear," he rasped, his voice now low and thick with lust. "Now that we have some privacy… let's discuss those 'details' of you joining our family, shall we? Starting with how well you plan on… serving your new grandfather."

"Grandfather!" Ha-ri exclaimed, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of crimson, but there was a breathless quality to her voice that betrayed her internal state. "That's… that's not appropriate. Tae-moo trusts us. You shouldn't talk to me like that." She tried to sound firm, to convey her disapproval, but the lingering warmth between her legs, the undeniable dampness caused by his earlier ministrations, made her words lack their intended force. She bit down on her lower lip, a nervous habit whenever she felt flustered or aroused, and her thighs involuntarily pressed together, the subtle friction against her dress sending another wave of heat through her core. Her gaze flickered down towards the blanket covering his lower body, a stark reminder of the earlier intimacy.

Grandfather Kang, his eyes sharp and knowing, observed her reaction with a smug satisfaction. He saw the slight tremor in her hands, the flush on her cheeks, and the tell-tale movement of her thighs. He understood perfectly that despite her chiding words, her body was betraying a different story. A slow smile spread across his wrinkled face as he reached down with a deliberate motion and yanked the sheet away.

The thin cotton blanket fell to the side, revealing Grandfather Kang lying in the hospital bed, his white boxers now doing little to conceal his impressive erection. His cock stood thick and hard, a surprising sight on a man of his age, its length and girth undeniable. It jutted upwards with a stubborn insistence, the head already glistening with a pre-come that spoke volumes about his arousal. The contrast between his frail, aged body and the vibrant, engorged member was stark and undeniably attention-grabbing. He watched Ha-ri, his eyes filled with a triumphant gleam, waiting for her reaction to the full, unveiled display of his aged virility.

Ha-ri’s eyes were glued to the impressive sight before her. She had seen Tae-moo’s cock, of course, and found it perfectly satisfying. But the sheer size and thickness of his grandfather’s erection were something else entirely. It pulsed with a life of its own, a testament to a virility she hadn't expected from a man of his age. Almost against her will, her gaze traveled from the engorged head, glistening with moisture, down the thick shaft, noticing the prominent veins that ran its length.

A strange mix of fascination and a burgeoning desire took hold of her. Slowly, as if in a trance, she leaned forward, her mouth drawing closer to the exposed erection. The air between them seemed to crackle with anticipation. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, a primal energy that was both intimidating and undeniably alluring.

Just inches away, she paused, her breath catching in her throat. She marveled at the sheer size of it, the thickness especially. It was a veteran, she thought, experienced and substantial. A vivid image flashed through her mind – the feeling of that impressive length filling her, stretching her in ways she hadn’t imagined. A wave of pure, unadulterated lust washed over her, making her core throb with anticipation. Her mouth watered slightly, and she could only swallow hard, the thought echoing in her mind: How would this feel inside me?

Her warm breath ghosted over the velvety skin of his cock, sending a shiver through Grandfather Kang’s aged body. The sterile air of the hospital room suddenly felt thick with a palpable sexual energy. Ha-ri’s gaze traced the engorged veins that pulsed faintly beneath the surface, a roadmap of his arousal. The head of his cock, a dark, swollen crown, seemed to beckon her closer. A bead of moisture clung to its tip, reflecting the dim light of the bedside lamp.

“You like what you see, hmm?” Grandfather Kang rasped, his voice husky with anticipation. “Bet it’s bigger than my grandson’s little pecker, ain’t it?” His words were crude, direct, igniting a fresh wave of heat in Ha-ri’s core.

A soft gasp escaped Ha-ri’s lips as she finally succumbed to the urge. She extended her tongue, just the very tip, and flicked it lightly against the underside of his cock head. A jolt, like a sudden spark, shot through the old man. He let out a low groan, his hands gripping the sheets beside him.

“Oh, you’re a tease, aren’t you?” he muttered, his breathing becoming more rapid. “Go on, girl. Don’t just look. Taste it.”

Ha-ri’s heart pounded in her chest. The forbidden thrill of this encounter was intoxicating. Slowly, deliberately, she opened her mouth wider, taking the head of his thick cock inside. The sensation was surprisingly smooth, the skin taut and hot. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive crown, relishing the way he groaned again, his body tensing beneath her touch.

She took a little more of him into her mouth, the sheer girth making her stretch. She looked up at him through her lashes, a silent question in her eyes. He nodded, a lustful gleam in his aged gaze. Encouraged, she slid her mouth further down his shaft, taking as much as she could manage, the thick vein beneath throbbing against her tongue. The sterile scent of the hospital room faded, replaced by the earthy, musky aroma of his arousal, a scent that both repulsed and intensely attracted her.

Grandfather Kang’s hands clenched the sheets tighter, his body arching slightly off the bed. “Oh, sweet Jesus,” he breathed, his voice shaky. “You’ve got a good mouth on you, girl.” His words were rough, raw, adding to the illicit thrill of the moment.

Ha-ri continued her slow exploration, her lips and tongue working their magic, savoring the surprised groans and gasps that escaped the old man’s lips. The fluorescent lights above cast long shadows on his face, highlighting the mix of pleasure and shock in his expression. She knew this was wrong, utterly wrong, but the forbidden excitement, the sheer audacity of the situation, had completely consumed her.

Ha-ri deepened her suck, taking more of his thick shaft into her mouth. The taste was surprisingly clean, with a hint of soapiness from his recent bath. Her cheeks stretched slightly as she accommodated his impressive girth, her tongue working rhythmically, stroking the underside while her lips maintained a firm seal. Grandfather Kang let out a shuddering breath, his grip on the sheets tightening further.

“That’s it, baby,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust. “Suck it good for grandpa. You know how to please an old man, don’t you?” His words were coarse, but they fueled the illicit excitement that coursed through Ha-ri.

She varied her pace, sometimes sucking deeply and greedily, other times teasing him with light, flicking motions of her tongue. She paid special attention to the sensitive frenulum beneath the head, eliciting sharp intakes of breath from him. The sterile silence of the hospital room was broken only by the wet sounds of her mouth on his cock and the grandfather’s increasingly ragged breathing.

He shifted slightly in the bed, his hands coming up to grip her hair gently, guiding her movements. “Yeah, just like that,” he groaned, his head falling back against the pillows. “You’re making this old man feel like he’s young again.”

Ha-ri continued her ministrations, her focus entirely on the pleasure she was giving, and the forbidden thrill of the act itself. She ran her hands up his thighs, feeling the surprisingly firm muscles beneath his aged skin. As she reached his hips, she pressed down gently, urging him closer into her mouth.

“Oh, you’re hungry, aren’t you?” he chuckled, a hint of lewdness in his voice. “Well, grandpa’s got plenty for you.”

She increased the pressure, taking him deeper, feeling the back of her throat tickle. Grandfather Kang let out a long, guttural moan, a sound that echoed in the quiet room. He was clearly teetering on the edge.

Suddenly, the faint beeping of his heart monitor seemed to grow louder, a stark reminder of their surroundings, the sterile, clinical reality that framed their intensely sensual encounter. Ha-ri paused momentarily, her eyes flicking towards the machine, a fleeting thought of the potential consequences flashing through her mind. But the grandfather’s hand tightened in her hair, gently urging her back to her task. The lure of the forbidden was too strong to resist.

Ha-ri obeyed the silent urging of his hand, her mouth resuming its rhythmic dance on his engorged flesh. She explored him with more confidence now, her tongue tracing the prominent vein on his shaft, feeling its throb against her. She ran her lips up and down his length, savoring the contrast between the smooth skin and the rougher texture near the base.

“You’re a natural, you know that?” Grandfather Kang panted, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “Never thought an old man like me would get such a treat in a place like this.” He chuckled, a low, lewd sound that echoed the forbidden nature of their encounter within the sterile walls of the hospital room.

Ha-ri’s hands, which had been resting on his thighs, now moved with more intention. She slid them upwards, past his hips, and gently cupped his buttocks, feeling the surprisingly firm muscles beneath her palms. She squeezed lightly, eliciting another groan from the old man.

She varied the pace of her sucking, sometimes taking him deep into her mouth, her cheeks stretching around his impressive girth, other times teasing him with quick, shallow licks. She used her fingers to gently caress his balls, feeling their weight in her hand, the contrast between their softness and the hard, throbbing cock in her mouth adding another layer of sensation to the forbidden act.

“Oh, baby, you’re driving me crazy,” Grandfather Kang moaned, his fingers now tangling more tightly in her hair, guiding her movements with a desperate urgency. “Suck it like you want it all.”

Ha-ri obliged, her desire now fully awakened by the sheer audacity of the situation and the grandfather’s explicit encouragement. She imagined herself as a secret indulgence for this powerful man, a forbidden pleasure in his otherwise sterile existence. The thought only intensified her efforts.

She tilted her head slightly, allowing her to take more of his length into her mouth, feeling the head press against the back of her throat. Grandfather Kang let out a choked cry, his body arching further off the bed. His breathing became rapid and shallow, and his hands tightened in her hair, his aged fingers surprisingly strong.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” he gasped, his voice strained, his body tensing.

Ha-ri sensed his imminent climax and increased the intensity of her suction, her tongue working frantically, her hands gripping his buttocks tightly. The air in the small hospital room was thick with anticipation, the only sounds the wet slurping of her mouth on his cock and the grandfather’s desperate, ragged breaths. The sterile scent of antiseptic was now completely overpowered by the raw, animalistic aroma of their mutual arousal.

Grandfather Kang’s body shuddered violently, and a guttural cry escaped his lips as he unleashed his climax into Ha-ri’s mouth. She continued to suckle him until the last throbbing spasm subsided, swallowing his thick, warm ejaculate. When he finally stilled, his breathing heavy and ragged, she slowly pulled away, her lips wet and glistening.

He looked down at her, his aged eyes filled with a mixture of spent lust and a newfound appreciation. “Damn, girl,” he rasped, a satisfied smirk on his face. “You’ve got a mouth that could make a dead man come back to life.”

Ha-ri, her cheeks flushed and her heart still pounding, simply met his gaze, a strange mix of embarrassment and a lingering arousal swirling within her. The forbidden thrill of what they had just done hung heavy in the air.