Drinking Party with a Friend's Mom (1)
The weather had turned quite chilly. Even with a coat on, the cutting wind slipping through the gaps made me instinctively hunch my shoulders.
A top-tier Korean fine dining restaurant. The parking lot was packed with foreign luxury cars—proof enough of how expensive the place was.
Tonight I had a dinner appointment with Yuncheol's mom. She had invited Jaehun, Hyeonsu, and me here to thank us for seeing Yuncheol off when he enlisted. Hyeonsu hadn't gone with us that day, but he was close enough with Yuncheol that he was joining us tonight.
I went inside, gave my name, and a staff member led me to the reserved private room. When the employee opened the door, Jaehun and Hyeonsu, sitting side by side on floor-style chairs, waved at me.
"Hey Minwoo, you're early?"
"When did you two get here?"
I sat down across from them.
"We just got here too. But damn, this place is expensive. Auntie's really going all out."
"When's she getting here?"
Jaehun asked, glancing at his wristwatch.
"She'll be here soon. Let's just look at the menu."
Hyeonsu opened the menu and scanned it carefully from top to bottom, as if reading every word. Just as he was about to reach the last items, the door opened and Yuncheol's mom walked in.
"Whew, it's freezing. You boys are already here?"
"Hello."
Yuncheol's mom hung her coat on the rack and beamed at me. A slender figure with long wavy hair. Once the coat came off, the full curve of her breasts stood out clearly beneath her knit top.
We had met separately not long ago and had sex again.
"Oh my, but this room is floor seating?"
Yuncheol's mom looked at us with a troubled expression. Black stockings and a short H-line skirt—sitting on floor-style chairs was going to be awkward in that outfit.
Jaehun pressed the call button. A staff member came in, and we asked for a different room, but nothing else was available.
"Let's just eat here. Minwoo, can I borrow your coat?"
"Of course."
When she sat down next to me, I spread my coat over her thighs. The fabric settled with a soft rustle, and the distinctive scent of stocking fibers brushed my nose.
Yuncheol's mom looked around at us with a bright smile.
"Last time you came along when my son enlisted, so today I'm treating you to something good. You worked hard then, so eat plenty tonight, okay?"
"Hyeonsu didn't even go with us though?"
Jaehun said it half-jokingly, and she shot back in the same tone.
"Hyeonsu's the closest with our Yuncheol, so he has to eat even more. Got it? Haha."
"Yes. Thank you, Auntie."
She didn't even look at the menu—just pressed the call button and ordered the top-tier assortment set. As she did, she glanced at me and winked.
"Yuncheol's probably having a hard time in the military. Is it okay for just us to be eating something this good?"
Hyeonsu said slyly.
"It's fine. Yuncheol needs to lose a little weight anyway. And you boys will be going in soon yourselves, right?"
"Ah. Yeah, that's true. Sigh."
Hyeonsu let out a heavy sigh at her words.
A little later the food arrived. An enormous wooden board came out, artfully arranged with every kind of cut, looking delicious.
"Alright, dig in, kids."
"Yes! Thank you for the meal!!"
The moment the meat hit the charcoal grill, it started sizzling and releasing an incredible aroma. She picked up a piece and set it on my plate.
"Eat plenty, Minwoo."
"Yes."
She swept the hair falling over her face back and popped a piece of meat into her mouth. Watching her pink-tinted lips work as she chewed, I found myself smiling without meaning to.
As we ate, the distance between her and me kept shrinking. Whether it was deliberate or unconscious, our bodies pressed closer together.
"This is seriously tender. Best beef of my life?"
Even though his plate was already piled high, Jaehun kept plucking meat straight off the grill, looking moved. Hyeonsu shook his head at the sight, then stuffed three or four pieces into his own mouth.
"Damn, this is good. For real."
Hyeonsu chewed with an expression of pure admiration. Yuncheol's mom looked around at us once, then smiled softly.
"With meat this good, we ought to have a drink too, right?"
"I'm in. I was starting to feel like something was missing."
Jaehun answered, tapping his own head. She pressed the bell, and a staff member came to take the additional order.
"Two bottles of this liquor, please."
A few minutes after the employee left, the drinks arrived. We ate and drank freely, enjoying ourselves. We ordered more alcohol and ended up putting away three more bottles right there.
Yuncheol's mom's cheeks had taken on a rosy flush. As she drank, she stroked my thigh and crotch like they were side dishes. My friends caught a glimpse of it, muttered something to each other, but I couldn't make out the words.
"Auntie's in a good mood today, huh? Minwoo, Jaehun, Hyeonsu—being with you boys feels just like looking at my own son."
"You look like you're having fun tonight, Auntie. Haha."
Jaehun poured more into her glass. Yuncheol's mom lifted the glass, drained it in one go, and continued.
"None of you are going home tonight. Let's drink properly. Got it?"
The drinking was good and the mood was good, but one thing still worried me.
Yuncheol's mom's drinking habit. Even if she didn't drink much, the moment any alcohol hit her system, a certain craving appeared.
Men.
She loved sex and kept several younger guys around. When she got pleasantly drunk, that side of her came out. She might already be looking at Jaehun and Hyeonsu as men right now.
But I wasn't her husband or her boyfriend—I had no right to stop her. She and I were simply sex partners, nothing more and nothing less. The only thing I could do was try to help her sober up a little faster.
"Auntie, have some water."
I poured mineral water into a glass and set it in front of her. She picked up her liquor glass instead of the water.
"The only one who looks out for me is our Minwoo, huh? Haha."
Her pronunciation hadn't slurred yet, but the sleepy way she looked at me suggested she was starting to feel the alcohol.
"Ever since he was little, our Yuncheol would give Mom a kiss every time he left for school... These days without him, the house suddenly feels empty and lonely."
Her eyes trembled as if tears might spill at any moment.
"Then until Yuncheol gets discharged, we'll be your sons. Don't feel lonely."
Jaehun, for once, offered comfort like an adult. The moment she heard that, color returned to her face and her cheekbones lifted.
"Then my sons should give Mom a kiss. Come on."
Yuncheol's mom half-rose, propped her elbows on the table, and pushed her face forward.
"Of course. We'll do it, Mom."
Jaehun got on his knees and leaned in to kiss her cheek—but she shook her head.
"No, our Yuncheol always did it on the lips?"
She puckered her lips.
"Ah... ah, really? Ah... on the lips."
Jaehun looked flustered and couldn't finish the sentence. Kissing a cheek was no big deal, but the lips were another matter entirely.
As he sat there working his mouth, she pushed her lips even closer.
"Son, what are you doing? Aren't you going to?"
"Ah... yes..."
Jaehun slowly approached her red lips. She kissed his lips first as he came near.
Smack.
Looking stunned, Jaehun sat back down.
"Alright, next is Hyeonsu-son."
When she offered her lips toward Hyeonsu, he half-rose and, unlike Jaehun, boldly kissed her on the mouth.
Smack.
"Kissing my sons makes Mom feel so good. Now our Minwoo."
She flung her long hair back, bare white nape exposed, and offered her lips to me.
We had already shared deep kisses before, but doing it in front of my friends felt a little embarrassing and strange. I pressed my mouth to hers.
Smack.
The moment our lips met, she slipped her soft tongue straight into my mouth. I pulled back in surprise. Normally I would have gently bitten that tongue, but right now the situation was...
"Ah. Auntie."
"Haha. Just teasing, Minwoo. You're so cute when you get startled."
She laughed as if it were the funniest thing. My friends' eyes widened a little at the sight.
"I tease my son like that sometimes. Haha."
"Ah. I see. Haha."
A faintly disappointed look crossed Jaehun and Hyeonsu's faces.
Friend's mom or not—looking at her purely as a man looking at a woman, she was simply a beautiful, sensual woman.
"But Auntie, how do you always look this pretty? You really look like an older sister."
Hyeonsu said slyly.
"Really? Haha, aren't you just buttering me up because I'm buying the meat today?"
"No way. It really feels like drinking with a close noona. Jaehun, don't you think so too?"
"Yeah. Honestly I forgot she was Yuncheol's mom and felt like I was drinking with a senior noona from the club."
Jaehun freely tossed out a pretty smooth line of his own.
"I'm in such a good mood today. This is dangerous. Hahaha."
Yuncheol's mom was so pleased her cheekbones wouldn't come down.
"Then call me noona today! And order as much meat as you want."
"Yes. Noona."
My friends and she were completely fired up. Hyeonsu took the opportunity to look at the menu and order more expensive meat.
"Thanks to noona, our mouths are living large tonight."
"Yeah? Haha, Jaehun, try eating until your stomach bursts."
"I think I'll have to. Noona."
The word "noona" came out of their mouths naturally. Even if she told them to call her that, if she looked like a typical auntie the word wouldn't come so easily—but Yuncheol's mom's sexy appearance clearly played a part.
Already the conversation at this table had shifted from talking with a friend's mom to talking with a close older sister. Hyeonsu mentioned he'd been working out lately and told her to feel his arm, and she even told him to take his shirt off.
We kept trading heavy jokes and continued the drinking session. Her hand never left my thigh.
After we finished the last bottle, she suggested a second round.
"Alright, let's wrap it up here and do the second round at noona's place? I've got a lot of good liquor."