The New Part-Timer (1)
Yoon Gaeul hurriedly covered her body with a towel. But I decided to step out boldly.
“Mother… Were you listening from outside?”
I squared my shoulders and pressed right up against Gaeul’s side. Then I reached out and gave her large breast a firm squeeze.
“I-I wasn’t eavesdropping! It’s not like I had to try—the sound carried through the entire house….”
Hyejung couldn’t finish her sentence. She bit her lip, eyes locked on my hand gripping her daughter’s breast. The white towel kept the details hidden, but the way the uncovered skin shifted made it obvious what was happening underneath.
“Sorry. I’ll keep it down next time.”
“Next time…? You plan on doing this again? You two are siblings now.”
“We’re also unrelated by blood. If we both want it, I don’t see anything wrong with getting a little closer. Right, Gaeul?”
I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently. Gaeul turned her gaze away and gave a small nod.
“Y-you can’t! What kind of siblings shower together and… and sleep together!”
“Mother. It’s only natural for Yoon Gaeul to crave my scent. And it’s just as natural for that scent to make her body burn until she needs sex. As her older brother, I think it’s my job to take care of that need. I don’t care what the world thinks. The only thing that matters is how the two of us feel about each other.”
I tossed out the most romantic-sounding lines I could think of. In reality our relationship wasn’t that deep. We were simply two people who could casually say “I’m horny, let’s fuck” and share mind-blowing pleasure. That was exactly how we saw it.
“W-well, that may be true, but… sex is still….”
“Then would you like to take her place, Mother?”
“…….”
“O-Oppa?”
Kwon Hyejung looked utterly flustered, hesitating. Relieving “her son’s sexual urges” was no longer an automatic duty for her. My suggestion must have sounded like complete nonsense.
“If Mom takes care of Oppa like last time… you won’t touch Bom or Gaeul?”
“Huh? She’s actually considering it?”
I muttered under my breath. At that, Yoon Gaeul stepped forward, positioning herself in front of me.
“No.”
Gaeul stared straight up at Kwon Hyejung.
“Why are you deciding that all by yourself, Mom?”
“I’m your mother. When my children start down the wrong path, it’s my job as a parent to guide them back….”
“Lies. You just want to do it with Oppa too, don’t you?”
“What are you saying!”
Hyejung’s voice rose in panic. I stayed silent, simply continuing to caress Gaeul’s breasts softly from behind.
“It’s no longer normal for a mother to have sex with her daughter’s boyfriend. Yet here you are, volunteering anyway. What does that tell me? You’re just making excuses about me and my sister so you can have an excuse to sleep with Oppa like before.”
“N-no… Mom is….”
“If you want it, just tell Oppa honestly. Say you want to do it. Or come find him and beg like my sister and I do.”
“…….”
“Trying to push us aside so you can keep Oppa all to yourself is pathetic.”
I never saw this coming. I never imagined Yoon Gaeul would step forward, shove her own mother aside, and defend me… Damn, this lewd notebook is insane.
Suddenly Gaeul turned toward me. She cupped my face, pulled me down, and pressed her lips to mine. This wasn’t a light kiss. It was the deep, passionate kiss we had shared last night while rubbing our genitals together. She was giving me the exact kind of erotic kiss she had learned by watching me—right in front of her own mother.
Chuuup.Chup.
I lifted Gaeul into my arms. She was under 160 centimeters tall, so it was easy.
“Oppa… your room is messy… Let’s go to mine.”
“You want more?”
“I have to go to work… Can we just stay together for a while?”
“Sure. We’ll just cuddle.”
I couldn’t say a word. All I could do was stare blankly as Eunho and Gaeul disappeared into the room. Gaeul’s words kept echoing in my ears.
You’re lying. You just want to do it with Oppa too, don’t you?
If you want it, just tell Oppa honestly.
Trying to keep Oppa all to yourself is pathetic.
No. That wasn’t my intention at all. I only wanted to relieve Eunho’s sexual desires so we could become a normal family.
“…….”
The memories of my time with Eunho flashed through my mind. The moments we clung to each other in the master bedroom, sharing heated breaths… The feeling of my son’s cock stretching me open, flooding my womb with hot seed… The mornings I knelt under the table, filling my belly with warm cum instead of breakfast…
“D-did I… really just want it?”
I didn’t know. I didn’t understand my own heart. How I should treat Eunho… how I should treat my two daughters… how I should behave for the sake of our family… I couldn’t see the way forward at all.
“Hoo… So much happened today….”
I arrived at the comic book cafe and, for the first time in a while, slumped down without doing anything. After helping the part-timer handle the lunch rush, I claimed an empty room on the first floor and collapsed.
When I was young I loved going up to the second floor. Back when my father ran the cafe I always claimed a spot upstairs. Even in the military I preferred the top bunk. But now the first floor was more comfortable. I could slip in after kicking off my slippers, and when I left I could just crawl out and stretch my back.
“Maybe I really am getting old….”
I smiled, thinking of Yoon Gaeul. Despite saying she only wanted to be held, she had ridden me like crazy in her room. She clung to me, lost in my scent, until she couldn’t hold back and climbed on top, shaking her hips. Because of that, Gaeul had to shower again before she could leave for work. I also had to head to the cafe, so once she was out of the bathroom I washed up and left the house.
Bom could have come out but stayed shut in her room. Maybe she was sulking because I was paying too much attention to Gaeul. Hyejung had locked herself in the master bedroom too. She must have been quite shocked; when I said “I’m heading out,” she only managed a flustered, quiet “Have a good day.”
“I need to fuck Hyejung once while the notebook’s effect isn’t active….”
“Um… Boss?”
At that moment our part-timer Gyeon Haneul called me. I looked up, startled, and saw her bending down to peer into the first-floor room where I was lying. Her fairly large breasts hung down, revealing deep cleavage. Thankfully it didn’t seem like she had overheard my muttering.
“What’s up? Problem?”
“No… I wanted to ask if you’re thinking of hiring another part-timer….”
“Another part-timer?”
“My close senior is looking for a job. I thought it would be nice if we could work together.”
“Well… Adding another salary might be tight on the budget….”
I paused mid-sentence. Come to think of it, this cafe wasn’t my only source of income anymore. I had gained another revenue stream. Since I started appearing on the OnlyFans run by my eldest stepsister, we agreed to split the profits seven to three.
What if this senior is as insanely hot as Bom or Gaeul? Then hiring her would be several times more beneficial. I could play with her using the lewd notebook, too….
If someone else could handle the night shift and closing, I would have that much more free time. If I wasn’t tied to the cafe in the afternoons either, I could use the Lewd Notebook in far more interesting ways.
“What’s this senior like?”
“Ah, she’s an upperclassman in the same webtoon illustration department as me! She’s incredibly responsible, so you won’t regret hiring her!”
Not what I meant. I wanted to know about her face, body, whether she has a boyfriend, whether she’s a virgin….
“Got a photo?”
“Just a moment.”
Haneul pulled out her smartphone and tapped at the screen.
“She doesn’t use social media much… but I took some pictures separately… Ah, here it is.”
I took the phone. The person standing next to Haneul must be the senior.
“What the hell, this tattooed woman….”
The words slipped out before I could stop them. Her face was better than expected. If I had to describe it, she had the classic “strong older sister” vibe. Sharp T-zone, straight nose, piercing eyes. She wore a hime cut with jet-black hair. Her black tank top left her collarbones and both arms completely exposed, revealing tattoos.
“Those aren’t real tattoos. They’re temporary sticker ones.”
“Sticker tattoos?”
“She only looks a little intimidating. Once you get to know her, she’s incredibly kind.”
“This is more than ‘a little’ intimidating, isn’t it?”
I could see why she was having trouble finding a part-time job. First impressions aside, not many shops would hire someone walking around with sticker tattoos covering both arms.
“She doesn’t drink or smoke. She hates loud places so she doesn’t go to clubs, and her history with men is completely clean.”
“Hmm….”
A woman who’s different on the inside than she appears on the outside… Fucking a tattooed girl like her did sound tempting. Her chest looked like at least a C-cup….
“She’d probably have to work the night shift. Is that okay? Five in the afternoon until eleven at night.”
“I’m sure she’ll be fine with it!”
“Really? Then I’d like to meet her before deciding. Can she come in today?”
“I’ll call her right now! Just a second.”
Haneul took her phone back and walked away.
“Man, this is tough….”
Tomorrow, whose pussy should I bury my cock in? Whose womb should I fill to the brim with my cum? Should I go for the sisters together? Or the mother and daughter? Or maybe take all the part-timers at once?
“It’s hard to choose… I’ll end up eating them all anyway, but I can’t decide on the order….”