Chapter 447 (Mom) (Living Room, Dressing Room, Stairs)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 447 (Mom) (Living Room, Dressing Room, Stairs)
Si-woo picked up the lingerie and the oversized T-shirt he took from the master bedroom and walked toward the dressing room.
Regardless of whether Se-young was watching, Si-woo strode confidently across the living room toward the dressing room, with his penis—which he no longer had any reason to hide—leading the way.
He slid the partition between the dressing room and the living room slightly to the side and stepped inside.
As soon as he entered, Mom’s flesh-colored silhouette came into view through the frosted glass door directly ahead.
Her alluring figure and movements seemed to come through clearly even through the blurred outlines of the opaque glass.
Si-woo briefly pulled his eyes away from Mom’s seductive silhouette and scanned his surroundings.
His gaze first landed on the small side table next to the laundry basket.
Mom’s smartphone was sitting there.
It was likely displaying the 1:1 chat window with Si-woo until just a moment ago.
Si-woo first placed the lingerie and the T-shirt on the side table, right next to the smartphone.
Then, he naturally picked up her phone and turned on the screen.
The phone, which had gone into standby mode, was locked with a password.
On a whim, he tried entering his own birthday.
Unfortunately, the password wasn't his birthday.
He tried Se-hee Noona’s, Se-young’s, and even Mom and Dad’s birthdays in succession, but the phone remained locked.
It seemed Mom hadn't set her password to a birthday like he or Se-hee Noona did.
He figured that if he were to aggressively interrogate Mom while she was in the shower, he could easily get the password out of her, but Si-woo didn't want to do that just yet.
Si-woo set the smartphone back down and turned his attention to the laundry basket nearby.
Inside were the clothes Se-young and Se-hee Noona had been wearing today.
It seemed Mom had already put the red bikini swimsuit and the cardigan she was wearing into the washing machine, just as Si-woo had ordered.
Next, Si-woo checked the drying rack in the corner of the dressing room.
Fortunately, nothing was hanging on it.
Aside from the clothes Si-woo just brought in, the only other clothes Mom could possibly wear after her shower were either in the washing machine or the laundry basket.
Si-woo stuffed all the clothes from the laundry basket into the washing machine.
Without a single thought about whether the colors would bleed into the whites, he threw everything in at once...
On top of Mom’s red bikini swimsuit and his cardigan, which were smeared with Si-woo’s semen and filth, the clothes Se-hee Noona and Se-young took off were piled and mixed together.
He immediately poured in the detergent and fabric softener sitting next to the machine and started the cycle.
He didn't care about the time or the load size.
Doing the laundry wasn't the primary goal in the first place...
After the sound of the drum spinning a few times, the sound of water soaking the laundry began to echo from inside the machine.
Now, the only clothes Mom could wear in the dressing room were the flimsy lingerie and the relatively short white oversized T-shirt Si-woo brought.
Having engineered the perfect crime, Si-woo looked back at the flesh-colored silhouette visible through the frosted glass.
Mom’s captivating figure, still fueling his imagination, was moving vibrantly behind the glass door.
"Mom?"
Si-woo spoke to her while staring at the silhouette.
"Oh... yes?"
Mom flinched, then shut off the shower and answered him.
"I left some clothes for you to wear after your shower~ On the table..."
Si-woo spoke to her casually, as he usually would.
"...Right... Thank you..."
Mom matched Si-woo’s tone, responding like a mother to her son.
"You saw the photo I sent from the master bedroom, right? It's charging right now, so you can put it on after dinner like you did before! It should be fully charged by then."
Si-woo issued a command that didn't quite sound like a command, referring to the vibrator charging in the master bedroom.
"Yes... I... I understand..."
Mom answered submissively.
Her compliant attitude seemed to further stimulate Si-woo’s sadistic desires.
Watching her silhouette, Si-woo pulled his massively erect penis out of his clothes.
Pre-cum spilled from the tip of the glans, soaking the area until it was slick.
With his penis out, Si-woo stopped talking and quietly watched Mom through the glass door for a while.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
Then, he wrapped one hand around his penis and began to move it slowly.
The sight of Si-woo shaking his penis was likely visible from inside the shower through the frosted glass.
"Si... Si-woo, you're going to wash up on the second floor, right? You sweated a lot on the way home, too... While... while Se-young prepares dinner..."
Perhaps feeling burdened by Si-woo’s gaze as he watched her silently while stroking himself, Mom spoke up, sounding somewhat flustered and hesitant.
She seemed worried that Si-woo might burst into the shower and violently ravish her, continuing the play they had started in the yard.
More accurately, she lacked the confidence to suppress the moans that would leak out toward the kitchen through the thin glass door and the open passage of the dressing room if Si-woo were to attack her like that.
"Yeah! We have plenty of time~ Se-hee is on the second floor, too..."
As if he knew exactly what she was worried about, Si-woo answered in a way that seemed to reassure her, mentioning Se-hee Noona on the second floor.
In reality, he was telling Mom that he intended to unleash his sexual desires on Se-hee Noona instead.
After hearing Si-woo’s answer, Mom seemed to hesitate for a moment before turning the shower back on without a word.
The sound of the cool stream of water hitting Mom’s body sounded like a silent approval or permission.
Then, her silhouette began to wash, lifting her arms above her head.
Si-woo didn't particularly like the way Mom acted as if she were in a position to stop his actions.
Furthermore, her figure visible through the glass door stimulated his sadistic and impulsive urges.
A burning desire to rush into the shower right now and humiliate Mom surged from deep within his chest.
However, like saving the best part of a meal for last, Si-woo forced himself to suppress the surging desire and passion for the sake of later pleasure.
Thick pre-cum dripped in a straight line toward the floor from the tip of his glans, which was aimed toward Mom.
Si-woo quickly grabbed Mom’s lingerie panties from the side table.
He then wrapped the panties around the tip of his glans to wipe away the leaking pre-cum.
After wiping it off, Si-woo wedged his penis through the vertical slit in the center of the panties and the waistband.
Mom’s lingerie panties looked as if they were being impaled by Si-woo’s penis in a bizarre, provocative display.
Si-woo picked up his smartphone and took a photo of Mom’s lingerie being pierced by his massive penis.
Click, click, click!
Mom’s erotic lingerie and Si-woo’s penis piercing through them were captured perfectly on the phone.
Si-woo immediately sent the photos to Mom’s smartphone.
The smartphone on the side table vibrated along with the message notification sound.
After watching Mom’s phone for a moment as if feeling a lingering regret, Si-woo tucked his penis back into his clothes, straightened himself up, and stepped out of the dressing room.
After confirming Se-young’s seductive back in the kitchen, Si-woo headed straight for the stairs.
He paused for a moment in front of the stairs leading to the second floor.
Si-woo had already issued a command in the group chat to be completely naked when coming up to the second floor.
Thanks to the rule Se-hee Noona had created, it now felt as if the first and second floors of the house were completely separate worlds.
It wasn't just the physical space; it felt as if they were detached from the constraints of time as well.
Naturally, it felt as if even the rules he had established with Mom didn't apply here.
Si-woo felt that while Se-young was preparing dinner and Mom was showering, it wouldn't matter what he did on the second floor.
He hesitated for a moment, looking back toward the kitchen and the shower.
In any case, where Si-woo was standing was a blind spot from the kitchen where Se-young was.
Si-woo stripped off all his clothes right there.
He set down the crossbody bag he was carrying and shed his T-shirt, pants, and underwear all at once like a discarded skin.
Si-woo left his discarded clothes on the first-floor living room floor.
Picking up the bag he had set down, Si-woo climbed the stairs with his rock-hard penis leading the way.