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After settling in, we decided to explore the northern part of Jeju Island first. Our first stop was Yongyeon Pond, a tranquil spot known for its clear waters and the beautiful Yongyeon Bridge that arches gracefully over it.
The pond is famous for its serene beauty, especially at dusk when the setting sun casts a golden hue over the water.
Esther and I strolled along the edge of Yongyeon Pond, our fingers intertwined, her other arm wrapped around mine as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
The serene surroundings made the moment feel almost magical, with the crystal-clear water reflecting the azure sky above.
A soft breeze carried the scent of nature, and the gentle sound of rippling water added to the tranquility.
"This place feels so peaceful," Esther murmured, her voice soft and filled with contentment.
"It really is," I agreed, looking at her as she smiled up at me, her happiness shining through.
Suddenly, Linda's footsteps grew louder as she hurried to catch up, a playful grin on her face. "Did you know," she began, breaking the serene moment, "this pond is also called 'Dragon Pond'?
There's a legend that a dragon ascended to heaven from here." "Really? That's fascinating," I said, turning to her, my interest piqued.
Linda's eyes gleamed as she noticed my attention, and she moved closer to me, gesturing toward the pond. "The locals believe the dragon brought prosperity to the island. It's why the pond is considered sacred."
Karen and Sarah, who had been lingering a few steps behind, exchanged glances before quickening their pace. Karen's voice chimed in brightly, "We should take a group photo here! It's such a beautiful spot."
"Great idea," I agreed, pulling out my phone.
As I prepared to take the photo, the girls moved swiftly to arrange themselves around me, subtly but deliberately positioning themselves as close as possible.
Esther stayed by my side, maintaining her calm demeanor, though I could sense her attention sharpening.
"Smile!" I called out, snapping a few shots with the stunning pond in the background.
After the group photo, I turned to Esther. "Let's take one together," I said, offering her a warm smile.
But before we could move, Linda grabbed my arm. "Wait, how about some individual photos with you first?" she suggested, her tone playful yet determined.
Karen immediately chimed in. "Yeah, we've come all this way. Let's make some memories!"
Sarah and Diane nodded eagerly, their eyes sparkling with mischief. "We'll be quick, promise!" Diane added, though the glint in her eyes suggested otherwise.
I glanced at Esther, who gave me a calm nod, though her grip on my hand tightened slightly.
"Alright," I said, resigning myself to their enthusiasm.
Linda was the first to step up, looping her arm around mine and leaning her head on my shoulder as if we were posing for a romantic couple's portrait. "Say cheese!" she teased, holding her radiant smile as I took the photo.
Karen followed next, pulling me closer with an arm around my waist, her head tilted toward mine as she smiled brightly for the camera. "This will look amazing on my feed," she said with a wink.
Sarah and Diane weren't far behind, each taking their turn to pose with me. Sarah placed her hand on my chest, her expression soft and playful, while Diane boldly leaned into my side, holding onto my arm tightly.
Each of them acted as if the moment was theirs alone, lingering a little longer than necessary and savoring every second.
By the time the individual photos were done, Esther's calm facade had started to crack. The air around her grew heavy, and her usually gentle aura transformed into something menacing.
Her piercing gaze made the other girls hesitate, and she crossed her arms with a warning look that clearly said, "Just try to take more time with him, and you'll regret it."
The girls exchanged nervous glances, sensing the shift in Esther's demeanor. Though they weren't truly satisfied, they reluctantly backed away, murmuring half-hearted comments about "getting more later."
With the space finally cleared, Esther stepped forward, her face etched with a smile which clearly wasn't a smile. "Now, it's our turn," she said, her voice firm and unyielding as she took my hand and led me to the best angle by the pond.
We began taking photos, and Esther made sure each one captured her claim on me. She wrapped her arms around my waist, rested her head on my chest, and even tilted her face up toward mine, her smile a mixture of joy and triumph, and even kissed me on my cheeks.
At one point, she leaned in close, whispering, "They needed to remember who's first in your heart." Her words were light, but the underlying message was clear.
We took at least double the number of photos compared to the other girls, each pose more intimate than the last.
Esther didn't rush, savoring every shot and ensuring that her presence in the photos was unmatched.
The other girls watched from a distance, their expressions a mix of envy and grudging admiration.
As we finished, Esther turned to me with a satisfied smile. "That was perfect," she said, slipping her arm through mine as we began to walk away.
Behind us, the girls huddled together, whispering among themselves. Though they tried to mask their lingering disappointment, they couldn't hide their admiration for Esther's commanding presence especially when it came to me.
We next arrived at the Dodu Rainbow Coastal Road, and the scene was breathtaking. The vibrant rainbow-painted concrete blocks lined the path along the turquoise sea, creating a stunning contrast against the natural beauty of the coastline.
The waves gently lapped at the shore, and the sound of seagulls echoed in the distance. It was as if the place had been designed for joy and relaxation.
Esther and I walked side by side, her hand lightly brushing against mine. The gentle sea breeze played with our hair, and the colors of the rainbow blocks seemed to reflect in her sparkling eyes.
She looked around, her expression filled with wonder. "The colors are so vibrant," she exclaimed, her voice soft but excited. "It's like walking through a painting."
"I couldn't agree more," I said, glancing at her and feeling the moment's peace settle over me. "It's so unique. You wouldn't find something like this anywhere else."
Before we could share more, Susan appeared on my other side, a playful smile on her lips. Without hesitation, she looped her arm through mine, pulling me gently.
"Why don't we all take a walk together?" she suggested, glancing at Esther but not backing down.
Esther shot her a look but said nothing, keeping her hand firmly on my arm.
Diane joined us from behind, her eyes lighting up as she took in the colorful view. "This is so beautiful," she said, slipping into step next to me.
"And look at the little cafes over there. We should definitely check them out later!" She leaned slightly closer, as if to emphasize her enthusiasm.
As we strolled along the road, the girls took turns engaging me in conversation, their previous.
Susan tugged my arm lightly. "Did you know that this road became famous because of a local artist's vision to brighten the coastline? It's not just a road; it's a symbol of creativity and community."
"That's fascinating," I replied, smiling at her genuine excitement. "It really adds to the charm of this place."
Diane chimed in, "I heard it's also one of the best spots to watch the sunset. Imagine how the colors would look with the sun dipping into the sea. We should definitely stay till evening."
Esther, clearly picking up on their intentions, tightened her grip on my arm ever so slightly and interjected smoothly, "That does sound nice. But we'll see how much time we have. We've got so many places to explore today."
Undeterred, Susan leaned a little closer to me. "How about we take some photos here as well?" she asked, her tone light but persistent.
"Of course," I replied, reaching for my phone. We stopped by a particularly vibrant section of the road where the colors seemed to pop even more under the sunlight.
The girls quickly organized themselves, each vying for the best position next to me. Esther maintained her spot, her hand never leaving my arm, while Susan and Diane angled themselves cleverly to stay close.
As I prepared to take a group photo, Diane exclaimed, "Let's do individual shots too! It'll be fun." And the cycle continued once again, but this time the girls controlled themself.
Our journey continued to Dodubong, a charming hill that offered a panoramic view of Jeju's coastline and the endless horizon beyond.
The hike to the summit was gentle, the path winding through lush greenery and accompanied by the calming sound of rustling leaves.
At the top, the breathtaking view was nothing short of magical. The sea stretched endlessly, its deep blue merging seamlessly with the sky, and the coastal towns below dotted the landscape like jewels.
Esther and I stood close together, my arm around her waist as we gazed out at the view. "This is incredible," I said, the awe in my voice genuine.
"It feels like we're on top of the world, and the best thing about it is that you are here with me." Esther replied softly, leaning into me.
As we enjoyed the moment, Sarah approached, her footsteps light but purposeful. "Here," she said with a smile, holding out a towel. "You must be a little sweaty after the climb."
I chuckled and accepted it. "Thanks, Sarah." I said as I gave Esther to drink the water before me.
Before I could say more, Linda approached, brushing a stray leaf from my shoulder with a delicate touch that lingered longer than necessary. "I'm so glad we came here," she began, her tone laced with admiration.
"You know, if it had been my husband, we'd probably still be halfway up the hill, arguing over the map or taking twice the time.
"But with you, everything feels effortless—you made sure we all enjoyed the journey and the view without missing a single moment." Her gaze lingered on mine, her words carrying a subtle weight that was hard to miss.
"Just look at you—you truly seem like you belong in places like this—calm, steady, yet majestic. And it's not just us you've helped; I noticed how many fellow trekkers and travelers you supported along the way, making sure they had no problems on their way up."
Karen wasn't far behind, appearing with a small snack she had packed earlier. "You must be starving after the climb," she said, her voice cheerful as she unwrapped the treat.
Without waiting for a response, she held it up toward me. "Here, let me feed you—it's only fair after all the effort you've put in."
Esther's eyes narrowed slightly at the gesture, her lips tightening, but she didn't interrupt. Just then, Diane swooped in, clutching a map in one hand.
"Look at this," she said, sidling closer than necessary as she unfolded it. She leaned in, her shoulder brushing mine.
"That's where we're headed next," she pointed, her excitement bubbling over. "Doesn't it sound amazing?
Exploring so many places in just one day while also having enough time to enjoy each place."
Not to be left out, Susan stepped forward and placed a light hand on my arm. Her touch was warm, lingering just long enough to draw my attention.
"Feel that breeze?" she asked, her voice soft and inviting. "It's like the universe itself is celebrating us being here together."
The girls were relentless, their efforts growing bolder as each found unique ways to vie for my attention. Esther stayed close throughout, her presence steadfast.
Though she spoke little, her calm exterior masked a quiet, simmering intensity that radiated a clear message: she wouldn't tolerate anyone stepping too far out of line.
Her steady gaze, now and then, served as a silent warning that kept the group's enthusiasm somewhat in check.
Despite the playful chaos, the shared laughter and easy camaraderie made the moment feel special. The girls, for all their competitive energy, added to the experience, creating memories that felt as vibrant as the view from Dodubong's summit.
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As the sun began to dip, we arrived at Iho Tewoo Beach, home to the famous Red and White Horse-shaped Lighthouses.
These unique structures, inspired by Jeju's native horses, stood proud against the golden evening sky, their bold colors striking against the serene backdrop.
The beach itself was alive with activity, the gentle waves reflecting the fiery hues of the setting sun.
Esther and I strolled toward the red lighthouse, her hand intertwined with mine. "It's beautiful," she said, her voice soft with emotion. "It really is," I replied, squeezing her hand gently.
But the quiet moment didn't last long. Diane, now wielding a sketchpad instead of a camera, approached us.
"I was inspired by this view," she said, flipping open the pad to reveal a half-drawn sketch of the lighthouse. "Can you both pose for me? It'll make the sketch even more special."
Esther raised an eyebrow but didn't refuse. We stood as Diane sketched, her glances at me lasting far longer than necessary.
Meanwhile, Susan waded into the shallow water, calling out to me. "Come feel how warm the water is! You have to try it!" She kicked up a playful splash, ensuring her laughter carried to where we stood.
Not to be outdone, Sarah joined her, tugging me by the arm. "Let's collect some seashells!" she exclaimed, holding up a small, pearly treasure. "We can find a special one for you to keep."
Karen stayed on the sand, spreading out a small picnic she had quickly assembled. "I thought we could sit and enjoy the sunset together," she said, patting the spot next to her. "It's so much better when you're comfortable, don't you think?"
Linda, acting resourceful, brought over a kite she had apparently found at a nearby stall. "Let's fly this together," she said, her enthusiasm contagious. "The wind is perfect right now!"
Esther remained by my side through it all, her grip on my hand tightening each time someone tried to draw me away. Her expression was calm, but the fire in her eyes was unmistakable.
Finally, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Diane attempted one more tactic. She handed me a small seashell she had picked up earlier. "This reminded me of you," she said, her tone soft but direct. "Simple yet perfect."
Esther had had enough. She stepped forward, her presence commanding. "I think that's enough sharing for now," she said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. The unspoken challenge in her tone made the girls hesitate.
Taking my hand firmly, she led me toward the red lighthouse. "Let's take a few moments for ourselves," she said, her voice steady but final.
For the next several minutes, Esther claimed every second of my attention. We stood by the lighthouse, the warm hues of the setting sun casting a golden glow over us.
She wrapped her arms around me, her head resting on my chest as we took in the view together.
"I've had enough of holding back," she whispered, her voice low and firm. "After all the jealousy I've felt today, you'll have to make it up to me tonight, by satisfying me in bed.
I'm not going to leave you until all the jealousy is replaced with satisfaction. Let them try to beat that." she whispered, her tone low but triumphant.
Esther had enough of being sidelined. She insisted on a piggyback ride from the lighthouse, holding onto me tightly with a smug smile. The other girls watched, their eyes filled with envy, but no one dared to interrupt.
As we reached the end of the beach, Esther upped the game. "Now, carry me back to the hotel like a princess," she said confidently, her tone leaving no room for argument. I lifted her into my arms, and she leaned against me, clearly enjoying every moment.
The girls walked beside us, trying to hide their jealousy but failing. Susan muttered, "Must be nice," while Diane sighed, "I wish I had asked first."
Sarah and Karen exchanged glances, both clearly craving the same treatment but unwilling to challenge Esther's bold move. Linda simply shook her head, a small smile on her lips, though her eyes revealed she felt the same way.
Esther, fully aware of their feelings, held onto me even tighter, her satisfied smile saying it all—she wasn't sharing this moment with anyone.
As we returned to the villa, the mood was light, filled with laughter and shared stories of the day's adventures.
Despite the playful competition among the girls, there was an undeniable bond forming.
The girls were quieter on the inside at this missed opportunity but not defeated. Their earlier boldness had been tempered, though their glances and occasional remarks made it clear they were far from giving up entirely.
In fact, it was the complete opposite. Spending the whole day away from their husbands with someone who was their ideal type of man—me—and seeing me pamper Esther firsthand left a deep impact on them.
Watching me give Esther a piggyback ride and a princess carry back to the villa, without worrying about what anyone else might think, say or judge, clearly showed how much I cared for her and made it obvious that she was my priority.
This only doubled their desire to experience the same kind of treatment—not from their good-for-nothing husbands but from me. By this point, they had completely forgotten about their husbands.
All they wanted was to get as close to me as possible, not caring about which lines they had to cross to make it happen, and that too in the week here in Jeju.
And as for me, I felt grateful for the experiences, knowing the memories of this day would stay with all of us forever. I got the necessary change of pace I needed from my normal life, some alone time to bond with Esther.
Not to forget my first ability being soo good that the targets of my second mission are unknowingly helping me finish my mission without any hassle. Not to forget the wild sex I'm going to have with Esther tonight.
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