Married Auntie's Lewd Hands
Jiyoung Auntie's words didn't match that soft, gentle smile of hers at all.
Take off my pants?
So she was telling me to… pull my dick out? Right here?
Nah. No way.
Was there something on my pants? Was she trying to wash them for me?
I checked, but there was nothing wrong with them. And even if there had been, telling me to strip right in front of her made zero sense.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take them off."
"I mean… why?"
"…"
Jiyoung Auntie's smile vanished. She looked at me instead through slightly lowered eyes.
"I just want to check something."
"Do I have to take the pants all the way off? Underwear too?"
I asked that to turn my suspicion into certainty.
"Yeah."
So that was it.
This week's alteration target was Jiyoung Auntie. That was why she was suddenly acting like this.
But… what kind of alteration was this supposed to be?
"But Auntie, what exactly are you trying to check…"
A sharp sting lanced through me.
Right. Until I guessed the answer, I wasn't going to get anything useful out of her.
For now, I just have to do what she says.
This week's alteration had hair loss on the line. I had to get it right, no matter what. And the stinky-breath penalty? Absolutely not.
"If taking the pants all the way off is too much, just unzip and pull it out."
"…"
My heart was hammering.
This was the same auntie I'd eaten dinner with just yesterday — with Uncle right there. As far as I was concerned, there weren't many adults as good as these two. Should I really be listening to a married woman like this?
Sorry, Uncle.
I still had no idea what she was trying to check. The size of my dick? Probably not. The smell? The length? My stamina?
Come on. No way.
She brought me in here the moment I said I was tired.
It had to be connected to that. Still, I had way too few clues. I couldn't guess it right this second, so for now…
God. Am I really about to whip it out?
The thought of pulling my dick out in front of a grown woman was driving me insane. My head felt like it was on fire.
And Auntie sitting there in that chair was genuinely beautiful. She had that married-woman lushness to her — that elegant, sensual quality. Not just some side-dish shop lady. A real beauty.
"What are you thinking so hard about? At this rate, I'll take it out myself."
With that, she reached for the front of my pants and pulled the zipper down.
Ziiip—
"W-wait!"
Was Jiyoung Auntie seriously unfazed by this? She was about to casually slip her hand through the open zipper when I grabbed her wrist tight.
I'd done it without thinking — pure embarrassment.
"I'll take it out myself."
"Alright. Go on, then. Pull your cock out."
"…"
Why did the word "cock" sound so filthy coming from Auntie's mouth?
No choice.
Sorry, Uncle. This isn't cheating… common sense itself has just changed, so please try to understand.
So why was I getting so hard just thinking about Uncle's face? Was it because she was a married woman with a husband?
I tugged my underwear down through the open zipper and freed my cock.
"Whoa…"
Jiyoung Auntie's eyes went wide at the dick that sprang free.
"That's quite something."
I was already fully erect. Not getting hard in a situation like this would have been weirder.
Looking at my cock — slightly curved, jutting upward — Auntie smiled that soft smile again.
"Our Jaehan's gotten so big.♡"
"Huh?"
"Never mind."
No, Auntie — why are your lips glistening like that?
If I took one step forward right now, I'd be close enough to touch her face. Aim for her lips and I could even put it in.
Holy shit. That was hot.
If my cock went into Auntie's mouth…
Calm down.
Getting the answer right was what mattered. I had to wait and see what Jiyoung Auntie would do.
"Stay still, Jaehan."
"Auntie, this is… I feel bad toward Uncle."
"What's there to feel bad about? This is a perfectly normal check."
"…"
Did that mean I was allowed to ease up on the guilt, then? Fine. Whatever. This was an alteration the friendly system had handed me.
"Hup!"
While I was still thinking, Jiyoung Auntie seized my cock with both hands.
"Wow. Jaehan, you're huge. The length, the thickness — both excellent.♡"
"Ah…"
Auntie's hands were so warm. I'd expected them to be a little rough from making side dishes all day, but they were softer and more sensual than I ever imagined. Her small, slender hands were openly fondling my dick.
"I don't think I've ever seen a cock this big."
"Really?"
"Mm. First time.♡"
Bigger than Uncle's?
I couldn't bring myself to ask that. This was the same uncle who'd smiled and slipped me pocket money just yesterday. But goddamn, that was hot. Jesus.
Stroke. Stroke.
Saying she's never seen one this big already means it's bigger than Uncle's, doesn't it?
Didn't even need to ask. Ah… maybe that was what I'd wanted confirmed.
You sick bastard.
Maybe I'd wanted that little hit of superiority — better than Uncle. What kind of twisted thoughts was I having about my own auntie?
"It's so hard. Like a club."
Those soft hands worked along the shaft, and a hot rush surged up from my lower belly. I never thought a day like this would come. A married woman's touch was lethal. I was starting to understand why my friend Cheolwoo kept saying married women were the best.
Whether it was from handling Uncle's cock so often or not, the skill she brought to mine was seriously polished. Beyond the shaft, she even rolled my glans between her fingers in little circles.
"This part's pretty firm too. Girls are going to love this."
"You too, Auntie?"
"Hmm? Heh. Maybe.♡"
Answering like that only made my heart race harder. Breath kept spilling out of my mouth. My cock was stuck tight against her fingertips, and under that strangely sticky touch of hers it was throbbing harder by the second.
"Mmm. Jaehan."
Auntie looked up at me with a sly little smile.
"W-what is it?"
I stammered without meaning to.
"Auntie's hands feel good, don't they? You're throbbing like crazy in my palm."
"Ah… yeah. It feels good."
"You like it when I touch you like this?"
"Yes…"
"Here? Or here?"
She worked the shaft and the head in turns, rocking them.
"Both."
"Then how about here?♡"
"Hnnngh!"
She gently, softly cupped beneath my balls — and with her other hand she stroked the shaft up and down. This had just become a full-on handjob.
Shhhk. Shhhk.
It felt like my cock was being trained by Auntie's hands. She'd squeeze tight, then ease off. Tease it like a tickle, then grip it firm again. She was just playing with my dick — and she knew exactly how to get a man worked up.
Nngh. I'm gonna come.
My head swam. Auntie's touch was so lewd that the urge to cum was climbing fast.
"Oh my. Jaehan. You're throbbing so hard — about to cum, aren't you?"
"Haa… yes. Auntie."
That little smile of hers was oddly humiliating. And that only made it more stimulating.
"The zipper's making this hard to work with."
Auntie suddenly stood, undid the button on my pants, and tugged them down a little further so my cock was fully free.
"Our Jaehan must be really embarrassed."
"H-huh? Wait—"
Auntie took hold of my cock and pushed me backward. I stumbled back without thinking until I hit the edge of the shelf, pants caught at my knees. I was completely at the mercy of Auntie's hands.
And that… only turned me on more. Being overpowered by her was more exciting than I'd expected.
Do I… actually like this kind of thing?
Shhhhk. Shhhhk.
She didn't give me time to think any deeper. Pressed right up against me, Auntie worked my cock with real enthusiasm.
"I can't even wrap one hand all the way around it. Just how big are you?♡"
"A-Auntie. I really…"
"Jaehan's been blessed. I'm jealous of all the girls who'll get to meet him."
"W-what kind of thing is that to say."
"Your cock's getting hotter. You're really about to cum, aren't you?"
"Yes! I'm really gonna cum!"
"It'd be a shame if you came already.♡"
"Wha—!?"
Just then, Auntie let go of my cock completely.
"N-no. Auntie."
"So cute. Our Jaehan.♡"
"Why are you doing this. Seriously."
"I started this to check something, but your reactions are so delicious it's fun."
"…"
"Did a married woman's hands — an old lady's hands — turn you on that much?"
"What are you even—!?"
Auntie dragged a chair over and sat right back down in front of me. Pressed in close again, she wrapped both hands around my cock.
"I'd better finish this before Jaehan gets mad."
"Hnnngh!"
"There it goes, throbbing right away. Young guys really do have energy to spare."
"A-Auntie. I really…"
My head tipped back. I finally understood why Sohyeon always looked up at the ceiling when she came.
"You can cum, Jaehan.♡"
"Kh—! I don't even know anymore!"
I couldn't hold on any longer. I didn't even have time to guess what was about to happen.
Spurt! Spurtt! Spurrrtt!
I shot my load without restraint, riding a rush of pleasure so strong it made my spine tingle.
"Hwah. Haa. Hoo…"
I'd been staring at the ceiling while I came, so I had no idea what the scene in front of me actually looked like.
And then.
"…!!"
"…I was right to check.♡"
My cum was all over Auntie's face and hair.
"Why didn't you dodge…"
"I tried, you know? I leaned back a little."
"…"
"I just didn't expect it to fly this far.♡♡"
Jiyoung Auntie grinned sheepishly. Auntie, you can't smile like that with your face covered in my cum. That just makes me hard again.
"Are you okay?"
"Well, this is partly Auntie's fault too. I'll let it go."
Yeah. It was partly Auntie's fault. She should have moved farther to the side. Still… thanks to that, I got to see this insanely hot sight, so… gratitude.
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine. And with this, I've confirmed what I needed."
"…Confirmed what, exactly?"
A sharp sting.
"Just put your clothes on."
Of course she wouldn't give me the answer.
"Could I get some wet wipes or tissues?"
"Ah. You need to wipe your cock off. One second."
Auntie brought over a kitchen towel and handed it to me.
"Clean up before you go."
"Yes, Auntie."
"Still, I'm glad I checked. I feel pretty satisfied."
"…"
What did you even check, Auntie?
Starting a Monday morning with a handjob from Auntie. What a hell of a way to kick off the week.
I'd never had dirty thoughts about Jiyoung Auntie before. Okay, once, briefly — when Cheolwoo went on about married women. That was it.
I'd considered that Auntie might become an alteration target someday.
I just hadn't expected it this fast. There was no way Auntie would give me a handjob for no reason. Common sense had definitely been rewritten.
What she was checking is what matters.
That was this week's altered common sense. Nothing was coming to me right away. I'd said I was tired, gone inside, and gotten a handjob. That was it.
"Hmm."
Tired = check. There had to be something that made that equation work.
"What she confirmed was probably… the cum?"
She said she'd confirmed it after I finished. The amount of semen? Or how long it took me to orgasm?
"Ugh, this is complicated."
With hair loss on the line, this alteration felt a little harder than the previous ones. Still… heh heh.
"That felt good."
Getting a handjob from Jiyoung Auntie. Something I'd never even imagined — and that made it even hotter. Maybe tomorrow too?
"If I say I'm tired again, will she want to check again?"
I'd have to experiment tomorrow.
"Check what?"
"Jesus!"
"What's with the overreaction."
"Oh? Sohyeon."
"Hi."
"Yeah. Hey. Hi."
I sounded completely brain-dead.
"Am I really that startling? We go to the same school."
"Fair point? Maybe because this is the first time I've seen you on campus."
"Talking like it's someone else's problem. Where are you headed?"
"Library."
"To study?"
"Yeah."
"What about lunch?"
"I had a late breakfast and came out."
"Hmm."
"You haven't eaten?"
"Nope."
"Come on. My treat."
Generosity toward Sohyeon had to be maintained.
"I'm fine. I've got a lecture I need to get to. See you tonight."
Sohyeon was in the Video Content department — learning everything video-related, including editing.
Come to think of it, if I become a PD, I could work with Sohyeon, right?
You always need someone for video editing.
"Alright. See you."
Getting clingy in a moment like this would just look pathetic. Even watching Sohyeon walk away, all I felt was a mild pang of regret. Maybe this was what emotional breathing room felt like. So this was why they called it post-nut clarity. After blowing a load, the whole world looked different.
"I should talk to Auntie again tomorrow."
Sorry, Uncle. I've got to live too. Auntie's hands just feel too good… so I'll take a little more.
"Who knows. Maybe it won't stop at a handjob."
Throb. Throb.
My cock was trying to get hard again.