Stronger Than Tae-min

After lunch, Min-ho and Mi-young sat together on the living-room sofa.

"Mi-young."

"Hm?"

"The weather's beautiful today... want to go out? Let's go on a date."

"A date?"

"Yeah. I want to take you on a date. It's been over twenty years since you went out with a man, hasn't it?"

Mi-young stared at him for a long moment, then smiled, shy.

"But you said you had to go into the office this afternoon..."

"I can move the schedule."

Min-ho took out his phone and sent Seo-yoon a text, clearing the rest of his day.

"All right. Get ready. There's somewhere I want to take you first."

"Where?"

"The department store. I've got to buy our Mi-young something pretty to wear."

Two in the afternoon. The two of them arrived on the women's clothing floor of a department store.

"Honey... isn't this way too expensive?"

Mi-young's eyes went wide at the price tag.

"It's fine. I make good money now. Jeong Min-ho, AV actor — my rate isn't cheap, you know."

Min-ho laughed and slipped an arm around her shoulders.

"All this time, Mom— no. Mi-young. I'm sorry I never bought you a single decent outfit. And just so we're clear, this isn't a gift from a son. It's from your lover."

"Honey..."

Her eyes grew wet.

"Don't apologize. I lived because of you. Paying off the loans for my hospital bills, all the hardship you went through... I know. I know every bit of it."

She caught his hand and held it tight.

"I lived because of you... so whatever's left of my life is yours. All of it."

"Mi-young... I love you."

Overcome, they kissed, brief and trembling, right in the middle of the shop.

"Oh my, the two of you look wonderful together!"

A salesclerk bustled over, gushing.

"By any chance, are you looking for that matching-couple look that's all the rage these days?"

"What? Aigoo, isn't that much too young ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a style for me?"

Mi-young flushed and waved the idea off, embarrassed. The clerk, though, looked genuinely impressed.

"Oh, please! Your girlfriend has such a baby face, and she takes such good care of herself — you can hardly tell there's an age gap at all. You look exactly like a perfect older-woman, younger-man couple. If someone told me you were both in your early thirties, I'd believe them."

Half of it was sales talk, but it still lifted the corners of Mi-young's mouth.

"Really? Hehe, thank you."

"Right this way. I've got a hot little item that suits the two of you perfectly."

What waited where she led them was a rack of daring clothes. The ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠piece she pulled was a full-body fishnet bodysuit with a zipper.

"This is the item blowing up on Instagram right now. Throw a dress over it and it looks perfectly ordinary, but underneath..."

The clerk lifted the mesh a little.

"...you can see the skin straight through, which is what makes it so sexy. And there's a zipper right over the important part, so when you're in a hurry you don't even have to take it off. You can get straight to it."

Mi-young's face burned.

"Oh my... that's far too lewd..."

"Mi-young, try it on. I think it'll look perfect on you."

Min-ho's eyes glittered. Unable to hold out against that look, she put on a show of reluctance and slipped into the fitting room.

A moment later the curtain opened, and Mi-young stepped out.

"Well, honey... how is it...?"

She had on nothing but a thin sky-blue dress over a black full-body fishnet bodysuit. Through the open weave, pale skin and a dark thatch of pubic hair showed in plain view.

"God... I'm losing my mind..."

Min-ho couldn't get another word out. What stole his gaze was the silver zipper at her crotch, just visible beneath the hem of the dress. Pull that down, and right away—

That was when it happened. He stepped in to straighten her clothes, and a heavy outline rose against the front of his pants. Aroused just from looking at her, his enormous size was on full display.

"Oh my..."

The clerk saw his groin and couldn't close her mouth. She glanced around, then edged closer and dropped her voice to a whisper.

"Um... sir."

"Yes?"

"I'm truly sorry to your girlfriend, but... couldn't you give me just one chance?"

"Sorry? What are you—"

"Just once... please let me suck it. It's been my wish, you see, to suck a monster cock like this even one time. In exchange, I'll pay for her outfit and for yours. Employee discount, my own money — I'll empty my wallet if I have to..."

Her eyes were sincere. They glistened, wet with want.

Flustered, Min-ho looked to Mi-young. Her expression was strange — not jealousy, but eyes soaked through with excitement.

"Honey... let her."

"Huh? Mi-young?"

"Watching another woman lose her mind over my man's cock... it turns me on even more. You have my permission."

The moment the permission fell, the clerk let out a cheer. She shoved Min-ho into the fitting room and locked the door.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

She dropped to her knees and dragged his pants down. When the huge shaft sprang free, she pressed her palms together with an almost reverent look.

"Whoa... it's real... this is a work of art..."

She fell on him greedily, slurping, sucking, licking, her tongue anything but amateur. Outside the curtain, Mi-young listened to every wet sound and fidgeted with the zipper lying over her own fishnet.

"Haa... that slurping... so dirty..."

Her thighs twisted together. Inside the mesh, her pussy was already soaking through with slick.

"Hnnk—! Ghk—! Nngh—!"

Min-ho drove himself deep into the clerk's throat.

"I'm coming!"

He erupted. She swallowed every drop, not a single bead left behind, and only then pulled off him with a gasp.

"Haa... that was the best, sir. I'll tell the counter about the clothes."

Min-ho straightened himself and stepped out of the fitting room. Mi-young was waiting just beyond the door, her face flushed a deep red.

"Honey... was it good?"

"Yeah. Thanks to her, we got the clothes for free."

"I... I thought I'd go crazy just listening. I'm soaked down there."

She pressed her chest against his arm and whispered it against his ear.

Shopping done, the two of them headed for Yeouido Han River ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Park.

Four in the afternoon. It was a weekday, and the walking path was quiet.

"Honey, walking like this, holding hands... it's my first time. With you."

"Mine too. I'm happy, Mi-young."

"I'm happy too. Darling."

They sat on a bench and looked out over the river. Mi-young, though, couldn't settle. She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together — the spark from the department store still hadn't died.

"Honey..."

She breathed hot against his ear.

"I... I can't hold it."

"Huh? Hold what?"

"Ever since that woman started sucking you... I've been wet the whole time. The fishnet's soaked through. It feels awful."

She guided his hand between her thighs. Through the dress, the fishnet tights were drenched.

"Is there a play room nearby...? Should we look?"

Min-ho glanced around, and Mi-young shook her head.

"No... I can't wait. I'm too far gone."

"Here?"

"Yeah. Somewhere no one can see... fuck me. Quick."

She caught his hand and drew him deeper along the path, in under the trees. Behind a secluded trunk, cut off from every eye, she braced herself against the bark.

"Hurry... darling... hurry..."

She hiked the hem of the dress. Black full-body fishnet. And between her legs, the silver zipper.

Zzzip.

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She drew it down, and the pale swell of her ass and a pussy smeared slick with her own wetness were laid bare.

"Haa... Mi-young... you're seriously obscene..."

"Yeah... I'm the obscene mom you made me into... hurry and put it in..."

Min-ho dropped his pants and pushed himself — already hard enough to burst — in through the open zipper.

"Ahhk!"

Mi-young threw her head back and moaned. The rough weave of the fishnet, the cold bite of the zipper, and the heat of his flesh all struck her at once.

"Haa... honey... I'm so full... it feels so good..."

"Mi-young... me too..."

From somewhere far off came the voices of people out walking.

"Honey... people..."

"It's fine... they won't come this way... squeeze tighter, Mi-young."

"Nnn... okay! I'll squeeze! I'll clamp down so your cock can't slip out!"

Min-ho drove his hips hard. The filthy thrill of being outdoors and the sight of her in that fishnet shoved the pleasure to its peak.

"Ah! Ah! Darling! I'm coming! I think I'm gonna come!"

"Me too... together!"

They clamped their mouths shut and came in strangled silence. His semen poured into her through the mesh, flooding deep inside.

"Haa... haa..."

Mi-young's legs gave out and she sank down. Cloudy white leaked through the open zipper and soaked the fishnet.

A chime rang in Min-ho's head.

Min-ho's breath stopped.

Finally...!

A level-up. Now he could beat Senior Tae-min.

He opened his Status Window.

Min-ho didn't hesitate. He invested.

In an instant, heat flooded his body. His muscles drew tighter, harder. Strength surged up in him like something exploding, and at the same time his body felt lighter than it ever had.

"Nngh..."

Min-ho swallowed the groan and kept still.

"Honey? Are you all right?"

Mi-young, tugging her clothes back into place, looked at him with worry.

"Yeah... I'm fine. It just... felt so good my strength gave out..."

A few seconds later, the surge settled. Min-ho closed his fist.

Now... I'm stronger than Senior Tae-min.

Tae-min's stats: Strength 45, Agility 44. His own: Strength 48, Agility 40. On strength, he had him clean. Agility still lagged a little, but with raw power he could overwhelm the man.

Now I can win.

Min-ho closed the Status Window. His eyes flashed with vengeance and confidence.

Just you wait, Lee Tae-min. This time, I'll smash you to pieces.