Chapter 69 - A Beauty That Topples Nations: Hyungjun's Mother

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I finally calmed my rock-hard erection and stepped into the private room at the Cheongdam Korean restaurant.

As I naturally tried to sit next to Hyungjun's mother, she gently pushed me away and said,

"Siwon-ah, sit across from me. If you sit next to me, people might get the wrong idea."

She'd been so obsessed with me over Katon, but now that we were face-to-face, she was playing hard to get.

Well, a woman's push-and-pull was her charm, after all.

If it was too easy, it wouldn't be any fun.

I stood up and sat across from Hyungjun's mother.

"Siwon-ah, the reason I wanted to see you today is to make things clear between us. As you know, I'm a married woman with a husband and wife—no, wait, husband and all that. So please, stop looking at me with those eyes."

I put on an innocent act and replied,

"What eyes?"

"You know, the way you look at me not as your friend's mom, but as a woman. You're doing it right now."

"I can't help it. It might have been just a one-night stand for you, but for me, it was real—I truly longed for you, and that's why we had sex. I'm not some easy guy who sleeps with just anyone. With feelings this strong, how could I see you as just my friend's mom? I can't do that."

Hyungjun's mother let out a deep sigh, gazing at me with seductive eyes.

Fuck...

Just that gaze alone could mesmerize anyone—this seductive beauty with insane looks. How the hell was I supposed to give her up?

Usually, the Hyungjun's mother I saw was in a plain T-shirt and jeans or simple shorts.

This was the first time I'd seen her in an elegant, classy black dress like today.

Her well-defined collarbone and full, firm breasts peeked out just sexy enough without losing any elegance.

Her workout-toned smooth waistline flowed into hips that thrust out defiantly, the dress hugging her like it was custom-made, revealing every inch of her voluptuous figure.

Was this what adult maturity looked like, wrapped in an elegant Chanel dress?

High-end luxury brands really lived up to the hype.

No wonder people shelled out big money for them.

Of course, even normally, she was sexy enough walking down the street to make anyone turn their head.

But today, she was sexy and elegant like a noblewoman.

I wanted to rip that expensive designer dress to shreds right then and ram my massive cock into Hyungjun's mother's tight little pussy like a beast.

But I had to hold back for now.

Until she got so heated up that she begged for me herself.

Hyungjun's mother listened to me, sighed again, and spoke in a wistful voice.

"Siwon-ah, that's a misunderstanding. I never saw you as a one-night stand. I can't forget that night either... but..."

Before she could finish, there was a knock—knock knock!

"Excuse me, ma'am. May we bring in the food?"

"Yes, please do."

As Hyungjun's mother answered, two pretty girls in suits entered with the dishes.

The first things the two suited beauties brought out were Jeju lotus green tea in small white teacups and eight appetizers.

The Jeju lotus green tea was something I'd never tried before, but its aroma screamed luxury.

High-end places really didn't miss.

I savored the scent and sipped the Jeju lotus green tea slowly.

The eight appetizers came on elegant black lacquer plates in white porcelain bowls.

At the center of the black lacquer plate was a miniature carving of pebbles and Jeju citrus, giving it a fresh vibe.

The appetizers were: persimmon slices with honey, shrimp and eggplant, pheasant nuggets, keyhole limpet with fermented skate, sea urchin crisps, abalone braise, and yellowtail sashimi.

Each one looked unique and refined.

And most were things I'd never eaten before.

Hyungjun's mother offered me some.

"Siwon-ah, let's eat first and talk. Go on, dig in."

Even just the appetizers were ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so varied and pretty, I didn't know where to start.

If this had been a fancy Western course restaurant instead of hanjeongsik, I might've embarrassed myself like a commoner at a noble banquet, fumbling knives and forks without knowing etiquette.

Living in different worlds, huh.

I followed Hyungjun's mother's order, eating slowly and savoring each bite.

She only took tiny spoonfuls of the delicious appetizers before stopping.

I polished off everything until the plates were scraped clean.

Part of me wanted to ask for her leftovers, but that would've looked desperate.

Seeing me eat so well, Hyungjun's mother smiled and said,

"Our Siwon really eats heartily. Unlike Yuna—Hyungjun—who barely touches anything I buy her. Watching you eat makes me full without eating. Eat lots, Siwon-ah. Let me know if you need more."

Oh yeah, come to think of it, how was Yuna doing?

I casually asked about my former best friend, now a blonde beauty girl thanks to the TS disease.

"Mom, how's Yuna? She must be struggling, turning from a guy into a girl."

"Yeah, about that... She's adapted to her new body better than expected. She was crying her eyes out until yesterday, but today she's just holed up in her room doing who-knows-what. Otherwise, she's fine. Still, Siwon-ah, meet up with Yuna tomorrow or the day after and console her a bit. Losing what she had must hit hard."

Losing what she had...

Hmm.

But she gained some things too, Mom.

Like two massive melon-sized tits.

Holed up in her room? Yeah, that little perv was probably masturbating in there.

Imagining Yuna with that cute face groping her huge tits while jerking off made my cock twitch hard again.

Damn, if you're gonna go TS, become some tomboy chick—at least not my exact type.

I mentally chanted Yuna's a dude! Yuna's a dude! to will my raging erection down.

After devouring all eight appetizers, my hunger had eased.

So I handed Hyungjun's mother the shopping bag with the Calvin Klein lingerie I'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bought ahead of time and said,

"Mom, it's not much, but I got this for you."

She looked slightly shocked and waved her hand.

"No, what is this? Why'd you buy something like this? I don't need it. Put it away, Siwon-ah. Give it to your mom instead."

I practically forced the gift on her and said,

"Come on, don't say that. I got it custom-sized for you—no one else could wear it. Just take it, no refusing."

"You... really. Without even asking me. Sigh. Fine, just this once. But no more of this. What money does a college student have?"

As we chatted, another knock knock!

"Main course incoming, ma'am."

The two girls from before opened the door and came in.

Now it was time for the main course.

Today's star was premium Hanwoo sirloin steak, sizzling on a hot plate with mouthwatering sounds.

The charcoal aroma hit me before I even tasted it, satisfying all my senses already.

Hyungjun's mother ignored the steak, fixated on the gift I'd given her.

She reached out, peeled back the wrapping, and said,

"Clothes, huh? Let's see my Siwon's fashion sense."

"M-Mom, not here..."

Before I could stop her, curiosity got the best of her—she'd already torn open the package and pulled out the lingerie.

The two girls serving the food unconsciously stared at the white panty-stocking and garter belt-style sexy black lingerie in Hyungjun's mother's hands, swallowing hard.

Hyungjun's mother held the underwear blankly for a moment before shoving it back into the bag.

But her face flushed red, like a teenage girl caught watching porn by her parents.

Haa...

This situation was...

In my original world, it'd be like: a super sexy just-turned-20 daughter of a friend takes you to a fancy Korean restaurant for dinner, and you get a gift from her.

Then, while the male staff serve the food, she opens it.

And it's...

A skimpy thong that barely covers the cock!

With the shocked staff and the friend's dad watching.

Ah, what a fucking hot scenario.

To amp up the drama, I eyed Hyungjun's mother with lust-filled eyes and said,

"What do you think, Mom? With your big, firm tits, it'd look perfect. I got the size right—full C-cup."

The two girls, eavesdropping, forgot about serving and stared at me like bitches in heat, gulping.

You couldn't see under their suits, but their panties were probably soaked with pussy juice.

Hyungjun's mother, seeing them, snapped jealously,

"What are you two doing? Serve the food and get out."

They finally ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠snapped out of it and replied curtly,

"Y-Yes... Sorry, ma'am."

But even while serving, their eyes stayed on me.

And I returned their gazes with lewd ones of my own.

Hyungjun's mother watched me anxiously, biting her lips.