Chapter 134
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 134
"When is Mister coming home?"
Si-woo asked, suppressing the urge to pounce on Aunt Gyu-ri right then and there.
"Him? He’ll probably be back around dinner time. Maybe later... why?"
Aunt Gyu-ri answered Si-woo’s question as she reached up toward the cupboard to take out a teacup.
As her arms lifted slightly, Si-woo caught a glimpse of her from behind. The curve of her slender waist and voluminous hips became even more distinct in his eyes.
Having confirmed the husband's return time, Si-woo’s cock grew even harder.
He imagined a scenario where he would immediately force Aunt Gyu-ri down onto the kitchen floor, lift her skirt, shove his cock inside, and pound her until she begged for mercy.
"No, just wondering."
Si-woo said, moving his school uniform jacket aside to hide his front.
His erect genitals were bulging as if they were about to burst through his pants.
The fact that it wouldn't be difficult at all to turn his imagination into reality doubled Si-woo’s excitement, making his body tremble.
However, he needed to hear the answers to the things he was curious about from Aunt Gyu-ri.
Suppressing his impulses, Si-woo decided he needed a conversation in a softer atmosphere.
But how could he lead a conversation toward sexual topics naturally?
Then, an idea popped into his head.
Si-woo pulled his smartphone out of his pocket.
He found the photo of Aunt Gyu-ri he had taken during lunch.
It was a photo of her in that humiliating and lewd pose she was tied in when he first entered.
Aunt Gyu-ri, tied with ropes, her knees pulled apart and folded toward her upper body.
With her hands pulled behind her head, her large breasts and her private parts—with a dildo inserted—were captured vividly.
First, Si-woo sent that photo to Aunt Gyu-ri, who was currently tearing open a tea bag and dipping it into the cup.
He wanted to see the reaction of the Aunt Gyu-ri who had returned to her normal self.
-Ding!
The notification sound rang from Aunt Gyu-ri’s smartphone.
She immediately picked up the phone from the sink counter to check it.
For a moment, Aunt Gyu-ri seemed to freeze, but then she naturally put the phone back down as if nothing had happened.
"Aren't you doing yoga today? I thought I heard you do it every day."
Si-woo immediately asked the question that came to mind, giving her no room to breathe.
"Oh... yeah. I think I overdid it a bit today, so I’m going to rest..."
Aunt Gyu-ri answered, her voice sounding slightly choked.
Just as Cheol-jin had said, she seemed to be acting like her usual self after the deed was done, but it was clear she couldn't help but be conscious of what had happened with Si-woo.
-Ding!
As soon as he heard her answer, Si-woo sent a second message.
It was a photo of Aunt Gyu-ri passed out, her buttocks thrust into the air, her head pressed to the floor, and her hands tied between her knees...
She was foaming at the mouth, with semen overflowing around her lips and between her legs.
As soon as she checked her phone, Aunt Gyu-ri’s body began to tremble, as if the sensations from when she fainted were rushing back to her.
"You look a bit tired. Are you feeling okay?"
Si-woo carefully checked on Aunt Gyu-ri’s condition, matching her mood.
"Yeah... my shoulders and waist are a bit... stiff..."
Aunt Gyu-ri’s voice trembled with a hint of excitement.
"Then that’s perfect. Should I give you a massage?"
Si-woo didn't miss the opportunity and asked her.
"A... massage?"
Aunt Gyu-ri asked back with a flushed face as she brought the teacup filled with green tea to the dining table.
"Yes, didn't I say I'd give you one before? Cheol-jin and Mister will be late anyway... and you said your shoulders and waist are stiff..."
Si-woo spoke as if confirming there was no longer any reason for her to refuse.
"Sh... shall we?"
Aunt Gyu-ri gave a shy, affirmative answer.
She had been so seductive and bold when she was blindfolded and tied up...
Thinking about entering Aunt Gyu-ri’s body once more, Si-woo’s cock swelled as if it were about to explode.
As Aunt Gyu-ri set the teacup down on the table, her eyes, looking somewhat dazed, fixed on the massive bulge in Si-woo’s pants.
"Those clothes might get in the way during the massage, so after you finish your tea, why don't you go change into your yoga outfit? You know, that pink tank top and grey leggings I saw before."
After taking a bold sip of tea, Si-woo demanded that Aunt Gyu-ri change into the specific outfit he had seen her in previously.
"Oh... you remembered that well?"
Aunt Gyu-ri looked a bit surprised, then lowered her gaze as she spoke to Si-woo.
"Of course. I even took pictures. Is it okay if I take some more pictures of you while I massage you today?"
Si-woo was now asking for permission for something he could have just done without asking.
It was as if he wanted to make her recall their past physical affection, knowing she wouldn't be able to refuse.
"...Yes..."
Aunt Gyu-ri’s answer came with a slight tremor.
The two drank their tea in silence for a moment.
A secret excitement and tension seemed to melt into the air between them.
Aunt Gyu-ri’s reaction felt somewhat similar to his mom’s, yet slightly different.
Si-woo pretended not to notice and sent her a text.
'Take off all your panties and bra!'
Si-woo watched Aunt Gyu-ri as she checked the message.
After reading it, Aunt Gyu-ri swallowed hard.
Then, her reply came back.
'Okay...'
It was a message accepting the game Si-woo had proposed.
* * *
After finishing her tea, Aunt Gyu-ri took her phone and went into her room to change.
While she was in the room, Si-woo went to the entrance and closed the front door, which had been wide open.
He immediately locked the door and engaged the safety latch.
It was a precaution in case the husband or Cheol-jin came home.
Then, he looked for the camera Cheol-jin had installed to film the sex scene between Aunt Gyu-ri and Si-woo at lunch.
A liquor bottle decoration on a high wall-mounted shelf next to the TV.
Si-woo spotted a cube-shaped micro camera cleverly installed next to that decoration.
He quickly grabbed the camera and turned it off.
Aunt Gyu-ri seemed to still be changing in her room.
Just in case, Si-woo turned the camera toward the wall and returned to the kitchen table as if nothing had happened.
Si-woo’s heart was pounding as if it would burst.
He had already had sex with Aunt Gyu-ri once, but that hadn't been a formal encounter.
That had been nothing more than a roleplay situation carried out under Cheol-jin’s design and surveillance.
So, in a sense, this sex with Aunt Gyu-ri might be their first official time together, fully aware of each other.
Si-woo looked around to ease his tension.
Then, he spotted a yoga mat rolled up in a corner of the living room.
Si-woo spread the yoga mat on the floor in the same spot where Aunt Gyu-ri had shown him yoga before.
He sat down on his knees next to the mat.
Did Aunt Gyu-ri know that Cheol-jin had installed a camera?
Si-woo thought for a moment, then picked up his smartphone and, acting on a crazy impulse, sent another message.
This time, it was a video.
It was the problematic video Cheol-jin had sent earlier of Aunt Gyu-ri and Si-woo having sex.
How would Aunt Gyu-ri feel watching herself being pounded by Si-woo in such a humiliating position?
—And knowing it was filmed by a hidden camera.
Si-woo took a deep breath with a trembling heart and waited for Aunt Gyu-ri.
* * *
A long time passed after the '1' next to the video disappeared.
Si-woo forcibly suppressed the urge to run into the master bedroom and rape her right then.
A moment later, Aunt Gyu-ri stepped out of the room.
She was wearing the same pink sleeveless tank top and skin-tight grey leggings she had worn for yoga before.
The curves of her body were clearly visible.
The pink tank top clung to her upper body, hugging her breasts.
The contrast between Aunt Gyu-ri’s thin waist and her thick thighs made Si-woo’s heart flutter and race.
Her nipples, poking out as if to prove she wasn't wearing any underwear, vividly caught Si-woo’s attention.
And between her legs, a line like a camel toe was clearly drawn.
He could catch a glimpse of a stain that looked like it had spread from moisture.
Aunt Gyu-ri blushed slightly, as if embarrassed by Si-woo’s gaze, and covered her body with her arms.
"You can lie face down here."
Si-woo guided Aunt Gyu-ri, pointing to the spot where the yoga mat was spread.
As she approached the spot, Aunt Gyu-ri glanced at the shelf where the camera was.
"I turned it off."
Si-woo informed her that the camera was off so she wouldn't worry.
Aunt Gyu-ri looked at Si-woo’s face with an unreadable expression, then turned her head toward the entrance to check the locked door.
"Haaa~"
Aunt Gyu-ri let out a sigh, her head dropping as if her strength had left her.
"Are... are you okay?"
Si-woo asked, worried that she might be angry after seeing the hidden camera and the video.
"Yeah... I’m fine... Should I just lie down here?"
Fortunately, there was no anger or irritation in Aunt Gyu-ri’s tone.
"Yes... lie down right here."
Relieved, Si-woo reached out and pulled her arm.
He placed his hand lightly on her thigh, guiding her to lie down safely.
Aunt Gyu-ri flinched once more at his touch.
She placed the smartphone she was holding at the head of the mat and, following Si-woo’s lead, laid her melting, moist body down on the mat.
As soon as Aunt Gyu-ri was face down, Si-woo placed his hands on her buttocks and began to knead them.
Her buttocks were still swollen from the spanking.
"Mmmgh..."
Aunt Gyu-ri let out a thick moan, as if complaining of the stimulating pain.
In a space where external eyes and the flow of air were cut off, Si-woo and Aunt Gyu-ri’s secret second sex was about to begin.