"It's not because of Jinwoo, Minji is at ho too!!"
Mom made an excuse about little Minji, keeping an eye on Jinwoo, sitting on the living room sofa.
"You don't know, sis. Minji also cos to our house, dresses comfortably, and has a good ti."
Jinwoo was hearing for the first ti about Minji's experiences at his aunt's house.
This was a discussion sparked by mom scolding Sohee for wearing see-through clothes, so Jinwoo thought the comfort she referred to must be about underwear attire.
"What? Damn, didn't I tell you not to teach the kids weird stuff?!"
Mom, hearing this for the first ti, scolded the aunt as if she was pissed off.
"Weird stuff? Both Minji and Sohee are my blood, family can be like that with each other, what's so weird about that? Isn't it weird that you’re calling it weird?"
Usually, they would have ended such topics by now, saying they can't communicate, but maybe because they had a few drinks, both mom and Aunt Haeju were stubbornly continuing their argunts.
"So, do you think Jinwoo could be that comfortable at your house?"
Mom dragged Jinwoo into Aunt's provocation.
"Why not? I don't mind."
Aunt Haeju defiantly claid she didn't mind.
"What?! Oh my goodness... Jinwoo feels uncomfortable too!!"
Mom, upset by Aunt's confidence, downed her drink in one go.
Ultimately, what mom wanted to discuss was related to Jinwoo’s erection.
It was embarrassing to say directly in front of Jinwoo, so while beating around the bush, Aunt Haeju's teasing attitude, knowing that, annoyed mom.
"Then we should just ask Jinwoo, right?"
"What?"
"It's Jinwoo's decision to make, isn't it?"
"It's not that kind of issue!! Damn"
Mom looked troubledly at Jinwoo.
"Jinwoo, what do you think?"
Aunt Haeju, asked Jinwoo playfully.
"What is it?"
Jinwoo responded as if he didn’t understand.
"Would you be uncomfortable if you saw your mom walking around the house in her underwear?"
"No, I think it’s nice?"
Jinwoo answered, hoping perhaps the household dress code might return to how it used to be, as when Mom agreed to give Sohee her allowance at Jinwoo’s request.
"See? Jinwoo likes it too?"
Aunt Haeju, pleased with Jinwoo's answer, told mom with a big smile.
"Ah, it's not about whether it's nice or not!!"
Despite Jinwoo's words, mom wanted to maintain the household's discipline.
"Sigh, really stubborn, I tell you~~!!"
Aunt Haeju sighed and shook her head as if giving up after mom wouldn’t listen.
"How about Aunty Gyuri’s place? Does Daeho also dress fully at ho?"
Aunt Haeju asked Aunty Gyuri, who was drinking alone and not joining the conversation.
"Daeho? He does whatever he wants; it’s just us two at ho, so he dresses and undresses whenever he feels like it. Sotis he doesn’t even wear underwear."
Aunty Gyuri answered calmly.
Jinwoo felt a bit envious hearing about Daeho.
Until a year ago, Jinwoo’s lifestyle was no different from Daeho’s.
"Oh, I’d like to see that once? Haha"
Aunt jokingly responded.
And so, the moms’ chatter continued for a while.
* * *
After 2 PM,
"Ah, I feel so stiff. Maybe I should get a massage from Jinwoo after a long ti?"
Aunt Haeju ntioned as the moms' chatter was almost winding down, stretching her arms and legs and then looking toward Jinwoo.
"Ask your daughter to do it! Why are you trying to make use of soone else's son?"
Mom, perhaps a bit drunk, spoke harshly.
"Sotis it's nice to feel a man's touch, right, Jinwoo? Hehe, right?!!"
Aunt Haeju, also tipsy, made a cheeky joke as she approached Jinwoo on the living room sofa.
"Ah, then I'll book my turn next!"
Aunty Gyuri casually joined in.
"Ah, Gyuri, why are you like this too?"
Mom shook her head and drank more.
"The people who know what your mom was like before she got married wouldn’t imagine she could act like this now."
Aunt Haeju, lying down on the sofa, said it playfully as if letting everyone overhear.
"Wait a minute!!! Haeju, what are you saying in front of the kid?"
Mom, sitting next to Aunty Gyuri at the dining table and looking toward Jinwoo, suddenly burst out at Aunt Haeju, seemingly very flustered.
"Maybe I should just tell Jinwoo everything!!!"
Aunt, tipsy from the alcohol, teased mom playfully.
"Ah, really, stop it—I'm really getting angry?!"
Mom got a bit serious and tried to restrain Aunt Haeju.
Jinwoo, observing Aunt Haeju's words and mom's reaction, started wondering about what kind of person his mom was before marriage.
The mom he saw at ho was a devoted, wise, and nagging mother.
But Jinwoo had already seen his mom's lascivious side multiple tis at night.
-Waiting for Jinwoo’s touch, dripping wet-
Even if Jinwoo sohow learned about his mom’s unexpected pre-marriage behavior, he didn't think he’d be too surprised.
* * *
Jinwoo began massaging Aunt Haeju, who was lying on the sofa. Her sundress was sowhat revealing, letting the smooth skin of her back and shoulders directly touch Jinwoo's hands.
Mom and Aunty Gyuri sat side by side at the dining table, watching Jinwoo massage Aunt Haeju.
For a mont, Jinwoo felt like an actor on a theater stage.
-Playing a seductive role while massaging Aunt Haeju-Feeling the two people's gaze and the touch of Aunt Haeju's skin made Jinwoo’s erection gradually beco more pronounced.
Sohow emboldened, Jinwoo began to knead Aunt Haeju’s shoulders and back with a slightly caressing touch.
He was aware that both his mom and Aunty Gyuri, engaging in sexual communion, were watching the massage he was giving.
And with everyone drunk, not likely to rember much of today’s events, Jinwoo felt he could be a bit bolder.
As he was sweeping down Aunt Haeju’s back,
"Jinwoo, your massage is really gentle. I feel so relaxed I might fall asleep,"
Aunt Haeju said, her voice sounding drained.
"Yeah?"
Jinwoo responded simply.
"Yeah, could you keep going a little more like this?"
Aunt Haeju seed to completely entrust her body to Jinwoo’s hands, ready to fall asleep.
Jinwoo felt confident.
His touch on Aunt Haeju was now blurring the line between caress and massage.
As Jinwoo's fingers delicately brushed past her side, they grazed her side breast.
If Sohee or Minji saw this scene, they might find it odd.
But neither mom, Aunty Gyuri, nor even Aunt Haeju tried to stop or scold Jinwoo.
Jinwoo’s erection was now too obvious for mom and Aunty Gyuri to ignore.
Jinwoo moved down to Aunt Haeju’s calves, repositioned himself, and started to gently stroke her waist, side hip, and thighs.
Jinwoo continued these suggestive actions, which could still arguably be called a massage, for a while.
"Are you using the eye mask well?"
"Yeah... thanks to you, I’ve been sleeping deeply lately,"
Aunty Gyuri and mom exchanged words, seemingly awkward.
"That's good. I'm ho a lot, so use it as much as you need and then return it."
"Thanks."
"Is Minji still up at night?"
"Yeah, I'll need to keep an eye on her for a while."
Their conversation continued awkwardly, breaking off at tis.
-Mostly Aunty Gyuri initiating and mom responding-
Listening to this, Jinwoo felt even more excited.
After a while of giving a massage that wasn’t just a massage to Aunt Haeju, Jinwoo finally pulled his hands away.
Aunt Haeju seed already asleep, lying face down, just softly breathing without saying a word.
* * *
"Aunty Gyuri, would you like to lie down here? It's your turn now."
Jinwoo pointed to a spot on the living room carpet and called over Aunty Gyuri.
"Uh... okay..."
Aunty Gyuri, noticing Mom's reaction, hesitated a bit before moving to the spot Jinwoo had indicated.
Mom seed to turn away from Aunty Gyuri's gaze as if pretending nothing was happening, and went into the kitchen saying she might as well do the dishes.
Aunty Gyuri seed puzzled by the situation.
Even though she was drunk, it was hard to comprehend that her own son was in an aroused state, fondling her friend, and Mom showed no reaction.
And now it was her friend's turn to experience the sa from her son, and Mom had just moved away pretending not to notice.
-This was a stark contrast to the earlier argunt about wearing underwear at ho with Aunt Haeju-
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