With My Friend’s Mom in the Public Restroom
Our eyes met, yet contrary to my expectation that Auntie Saea would come running any second, she flinched in shock and ducked her body behind the utility pole.
What? From her reaction she definitely saw me, but does she not realize Seoa is the one standing behind me?
Should I make it even clearer?
That thought vanished the moment I turned and saw Seoa’s face. Their features were similar, yet Seoa wore a pure expression that the lewd Auntie Saea could never produce.
I can’t use Seoa for my desires. Just borrowing her name is enough to keep Auntie Saea trapped.
I peeled Seoa’s hands from the back hug and turned to meet her eyes, but she immediately wrapped her arms around me again and buried her face in my chest.
“Seoa.”
Only after I spoke did she lift her head from my chest and look up at me. The trembling in the arms encircling my torso transmitted straight through, letting me feel exactly what was in her heart.
“I’ll be honest. Becoming lovers would be nice too, but how about we start gradually while spending time together? For now, as best friends first.”
Of course Seoa hadn’t actually said the confession out loud, but I was certain enough to take the lead. Just putting herself in this situation meant she had already summoned tremendous courage.
“I… I’m sorry. Was I too hasty?”
Looking at Seoa, who gazed up at me with a pitiful expression while her body trembled slightly, I wanted to plant a kiss on those lips right then and there. But I held back. I couldn’t give up Auntie Saea, and I didn’t want to let go of Seoa either. So I offered a cowardly excuse and postponed the choice, forcibly suppressing the sexual desire boiling up from deep inside—the desire to have both of them. The conscience that had lived an ordinary life until I blackmailed Auntie Saea still could not accept that kind of situation.
I pulled the trembling Seoa into a tight hug and pressed her flush against my body.
“Thank you for expressing your feelings like this. It’s not that I don’t like it either. No—I actually like it. Whatever kind of relationship we end up in, you’re someone precious to me. It’s just that we have a lot of days ahead of us, and I want to take it step by step and get to know each other.”
*Smooch♡*
At my words Seoa rose onto her tiptoes and suddenly kissed me on the cheek. Startled, I looked at her face—the shadowed expression had already vanished, replaced by a bright smile. Of course her cheeks were still flushed red.
“That’s your punishment for making me anxious! I’m going in now. See you tomorrow!”
Seoa spoke in a deliberately cheerful voice, then without waiting for my reply she ran into the apartment. Apparently the kiss she had just given was quite embarrassing for her.
Punishment, huh… This is a reward, though.
After Seoa disappeared inside, I stood there a few minutes longer before turning and walking toward the utility pole where Auntie Saea was hiding. Whether she had witnessed everything or not, the fingertips gripping the pole were trembling slightly. I seized Auntie Saea’s wrist and roughly dragged her away from the spot.
“Kyaah! L-Let go!”
“Auntie. If we talk here, Seoa might see us.”
Auntie Saea, who had been resisting by pulling her body backward, stopped at my words and quietly followed. We arrived at a park bench inside the apartment complex. Late at night, only the streetlights illuminated the area around the bench; there was no one else nearby. I sat on the bench, stood her in front of me, and spoke.
“You must have a lot to say, so go first.”
Auntie Saea glared at me with her arms crossed, huffing, then tried to slap my cheek with her palm.
Tuk!
Of course I didn’t let it land. I immediately snatched the wrist flying toward my face and blocked it. If she had been an ordinary friend’s mother I might have taken the hit on purpose, but Auntie Saea was my slave. There was no way a master would accept a beating from his slave.
“Cha Saea. Still not in your right mind? A mere slave daring to—”
“Who’s your slave!! You…! You! Just yesterday you ravaged my body so mercilessly and now Seoa… Seoa… hic…”
When I released the sobbing Auntie Saea’s wrist, she could no longer speak and sank to the ground, covering her face with both hands. For a moment she looked so pitiful that I reached out to stroke her head, but she roughly slapped my hand away.
Tak!
“I know what you’re thinking, Auntie, but nothing happened with Seoa. I even rejected her attempt to confess just now. We decided to stay friends.”
“R-Really? But… just now you were hugging each other…”
Lowering the hands that had covered her face and peeking at me, Auntie Saea’s tearful expression was so cute I could die.
“You can go home and ask Seoa. Or call her right now. Though… someone as lewd as you can only think in that direction…”
“I… I… I…”
As she failed to continue, I brought my face close and stroked her hair.
“No matter how out of line I am, I made my friend’s mother into a slave—would I date that friend? You can trust me.”
“R-Really? You won’t date her in the future either?”
Stroke stroke♡
Apparently deciding she shouldn’t resist right now, Auntie no longer refused my touch. The fact that I had rejected Seoa’s confession seemed to have soothed her heart.
“If Auntie diligently fulfills the contract as my slave. Understood? Cha Saea?”
When I switched to a coercive tone mid-sentence, she flinched slightly.
“But why were you on your way home when I hadn’t given permission?”
“As per the mission… I-I kept sending proof and kept contacting you, but you were the one who didn’t answer! I have a family too… What was I supposed to do then. Still, for five hours… I waited only for you at the center.”
Hearing her words, I checked my phone. At the moment I had decided not to contact Auntie separately when going to the movies with Seoa, I had muted the notifications for her number for fear Seoa might notice, so I hadn’t known.
She had been texting me roughly once an hour and had even called several times. And… just before we arrived by taxi in front of Seoa’s apartment, the final message had come in.
Apparently the lack of contact had made Auntie quite angry. Even so, the fact that she had waited late into the night and kept trying to reach me despite my silence showed that she took the contract with me more seriously than I had expected.
Is it because of Seoa? That’s almost admirable. But admirable or not, punishment is still due. I deliberately didn’t answer so I’d have an excuse, after all.
“A slave who doesn’t know her place got quite angry at her master, didn’t she?”
“B-But! From now on if you could at least contact me… I would appreciate it.”
Apparently cowed by my tone, Auntie suddenly switched to formal speech and lowered her head. That sight stirred the sadism inside me.
“You seem to know you did something wrong. Tell me. What did you do wrong?”
“I… I…”
Shh!
I pressed my index finger against Auntie Saea’s lips, silencing the words she was about to speak. Then I took the hand of the flustered Auntie Saea and started walking without explanation.
“Hajun. Where are we going right now? Did I just do something wrong again?”
Auntie asked in a slightly panicked tone as she was pulled along by my hand. We arrived in front of the public restroom inside the park. When I stopped at the entrance and looked at her, Auntie Saea’s mouth fell slightly open in horror. She had already guessed what was about to happen. Various AV and exhibitionist scenarios set in restrooms were probably flashing through her mind. Among every woman I knew, Auntie Saea was the biggest pervert—otherwise she never would have run that lewd account.
When I simply stared at her without speaking, she opened her mouth first.
“Hajun. No matter what, this is too much… What if someone comes?”
“It’s almost midnight—who’s going to come? And if you’re a slave, you should apologize like a slave! Trying to get by with words? Cha Saea.”
When I seized her wrist again and tried to drag her into the men’s restroom, Auntie dropped her stance, thrust her hips backward, and resisted with all her strength.
“No… please. Let’s go to our Pilates center. I’ll do naked dogeza or a peepshow dance or whatever you order. No—I will, Master.”
“Wow… I hadn’t even thought that far. As expected, Tiafans’s sow has a completely different playbook. Since you want it so badly, I’ll make you do all of it. But only in the men’s restroom.”
At my words, despair flooded Auntie’s eyes.
“Keep being stubborn and I’ll tell Seoa I rejected her because of you. Along with all the lewd photos and videos of you I’ve collected so far, of course.”
The moment Seoa’s name left my mouth, the resisting Auntie Saea froze. I wasn’t using Seoa herself—only her name. Just saying it was enough to make Auntie Saea obedient, so I might as well exploit it to the fullest.
Still, the risk of being discovered by someone else made even me a little nervous. So I led Auntie Saea into the innermost stall of the men’s restroom. True to a high-end apartment complex, the public restroom was extremely clean, and every toilet was a western-style seat complete with bidet. There was even a mini children’s toilet, making the stall considerably wider than average. Checking the inspection sheet attached to the side wall, it seemed the caretaker cleaned the place every two hours even in the early morning.
“Alright. Strip completely like a proper slave and climb onto the toilet.”
“O-Okay.”
Standing beside the toilet, Auntie undid the buttons of her white blouse one by one. When the third button came free, her voluptuous breasts, still cupped in a white bra, burst out and flaunted their presence.
Slurp
The sight alone looked so delicious that my tongue flicked out of its own accord. In front of a slave there was no need to restrain desire. Auntie neatly folded the removed blouse on top of the toilet, then unhooked the pure-white bra and laid it on top.
Wow… no matter how many times I see them, these breasts make me gasp in admiration.
The pure-white, slightly pink-tinged breasts with their streamlined shape made my cock stand rigidly just from looking. Whether from shame under my gaze or something else, Auntie’s face flushed red all the way to her earlobes as she continued undressing.
Or maybe she’s getting turned on by the situation. Auntie is a pervert, so that might be more accurate.
Next she slowly peeled off the black jeans covering her lower half, folded them, and placed them beneath the blouse. True to a pro who had done plenty of naked dogeza, she already knew exactly how to arrange her clothes. Finally she slipped off her black panties and laid them neatly in the remaining space on the blouse where the bra sat.
“But Auntie, if you put all your clothes on the toilet seat, where are you supposed to climb? There’s no need to crush them. You still have to go home, right?”
“Uh… uh?”
Auntie looked flustered and was about to move the clothes from the toilet seat toward the tank when her phone suddenly rang from the bag she had set down.
“Answer it. It might be urgent. Or should I answer for you?”
When I reached toward the bag on the floor, Auntie hurriedly blocked my hand with her body and pulled out the phone herself. From the way her eyes and hands trembled slightly when she saw the screen, the caller was clearly Seoa.
“Answer it.”
“H-How…”
“If you don’t pick up now Seoa will get even more suspicious. I won’t do anything, so hurry up and answer. On speaker.”
Auntie gave a tiny nod, turned her back to me, and with trembling fingers accepted her daughter’s call.
“Mom! Where are you? You’re still not home? Have you been really busy lately?”
“Ah… Mom has so much work to finish these days. Euhit!!?”
The moment Auntie answered Seoa, I lightly grabbed her breasts from behind. She hurriedly clamped a hand over her own mouth and twisted around to glare at me. With my free hand I simply gestured for her to keep talking.
Her reactions are always so delicious.
“W-What is it?”
“Ah… no, I was cleaning the waiting room and just stubbed my little toe on the threshold… heuuuuh…!!?”
“Mom?”
“S-Seoa. Mom will call you later… after I finish work.”
Without even waiting for Seoa’s reply, Auntie hurriedly hung up, spun around, and glared at me.
“If we get caught! Huu… What are you going to do… acting like this.”
She started to raise her voice, then took a deep breath and scolded me in a calmer tone.
“Well, she’ll probably just think Mom got a boyfriend. You’ve raised your daughter alone all the way to this age—Seoa will understand.”
When I answered as if it were nothing, Auntie Saea made an incredulous face, then—without being ordered—dropped to her knees on the restroom floor in front of the toilet and assumed a dogeza position. Apparently she had decided she needed a different approach.
“Hajun. Auntie is begging you like this. Please… if Seoa calls again, never! Never do something like this. Please… You never know. I’m so terrified Seoa might find out because of my carelessness.”
Suddenly Auntie began pleading in an earnest voice. At times like this I needed to soothe her a little. Even slave training required a bit of push and pull.
“I’m sorry, Auntie. Next time Seoa calls I won’t play this kind of prank.”
“Thank you. No… thank you, Hajun-nim.”
Auntie, who only used formal speech when she felt she needed something, was adorable. Then again, this was only the second day of training.
“Alright then. Time to start what we originally came for, Cha Saea.”
“I… today…”
Watching Auntie speak while holding a naked dogeza in front of the toilet left me feeling something was missing.
“Wait. Climb onto the toilet and take the pose you like best.”
“Huh?… Which…”
“Do I really have to spell it out? A slave wants a lot of things, doesn’t she?”
The lewd Auntie understood my meaning perfectly with just that much. Carefully climbing onto the toilet while keeping her balance, she laced her fingers behind her head, slowly spread her thighs, and bent her knees slightly. It was the so-called pose of submission she had posted as the very first image on her Tiafans sow account.