Chapter 3
CHAPTER_TITLE: The Secret of the New Mom 3
After her shower, Mom was drying her hair with a towel.
Her skin was slightly flushed, glowing with a subtle red aura.
Her damp hair cascaded down, making her look even more alluring and seductive.
I had seen this exact look on Mom many times after her shower.
Normally she would leave the room in her long-sleeve, long-pants pajamas.
But today, she had come out wearing just the nashi top and short skirt she had worn that morning.
And the most noticeable change…
She wasn't wearing any underwear.
At home, Mom always made sure to wear proper underwear.
But right now, there was none.
The thin white nashi clung to her wet body, faintly outlining everything beneath.
It clearly showed her white skin, her large breasts, and the pink-tinted nipples rising on top.
There was no mistaking that Mom was walking around without underwear.
'I really told her to do exactly that!'
I had left a note beside the debt document when I placed it in Mom's room.
- Do not wear underwear.
I needed to be certain that Mom knew she was Daddy's slave.
And that she wanted to become my slave too.
One question at breakfast hadn't been enough.
So I had taken one last gamble.
If I was wrong, I would have had a hard time looking Mom in the eye from now on.
I had seriously considered leaving home, but it turned out I didn't need to.
'It looks like we'll be living together after all.'
“What are you looking at?”
“This is the new program I started today.”
A dating show where ten men and ten women check each other's hearts.
Sweet atmosphere mixed with a strange tension between the men and women.
That was why it was so popular.
“I see.”
Mom sat down beside me with a casual tone.
The scent of Mom's skin grew thicker than usual.
'Something's different.'
I had always been able to smell Mom's usual scent.
But today it felt even more dense and intense.
She was sitting here defenselessly…
No, as if she were obeying her son's command.
Her heart was probably pounding so fast I could hear it.
“Mom, do you want to become my slave?”
I wanted to ask it directly.
But the words wouldn't leave my mouth.
We had lived as mother and son for ten years.
Such words would never come out of my mouth easily.
“I love seeing you date like that~”
“You don't date at all, Mom?”
“You child, how old is Mom again?”
“Was it thirty-eight?”
“…Yes.”
Mom had been hiding the fact that she was three years older than that.
When I casually mentioned the real age, she readily accepted it.
The debt document wasn't just Daddy playing a joke.
Mom already knew about the videos and photos inside the laptop.
She had given it to me knowing that.
It was a silent signal.
Mom hadn't said it out loud, but she was clearly telling me.
“Min-jeong was born when I was eighteen.”
“Uh, yes. That's right.”
She answered with a trembling voice.
She was revealing the secret she had never wanted me to know.
Her face was also slightly flushed.
Her body felt stiff with tension.
She was talking normally, but it wasn't normal.
Mom was cautiously bringing up her own secret.
“How did it happen?”
“…”
Mom simply watched the TV without answering.
I thought I had crossed a line, but she opened her mouth.
“At the time, I had a boyfriend I was dating, and when I got pregnant, he ran away.”
“I see…”
It was an embarrassing past she didn't want me to know.
But she was telling me everything.
As if she had no right to refuse.
“Didn't you have a girlfriend?”
“Well…”
Mom asked me back, a little shy.
I hadn't dated anyone until now.
'The fact that I fell for Mom and Min-jeong had a big impact.'
Both Mom and Min-jeong were beautiful.
Having seen only faces and bodies like theirs, other women didn't stand out.
And there was another reason.
“It's hard to find a woman whose taste matches mine.”
“What's your taste? Puppy face? Cat face?”
When the conversation shifted to a light topic, Mom's tension eased a little.
But I had no intention of stopping.
“Majo.”
“Eh?”
“My taste is for majo women like sex slaves rather than girlfriends.”
“T-t-the…”
I ended up saying it.
It wasn't the kind of conversation that should be had lightly with Mom.
And Mom knew there was another meaning behind it.
“Did Mom date like that with Daddy?”
“Not exactly…”
“That's right.”
Thinking about Mom and Daddy's relationship, he probably never dated.
It had always been a master-slave relationship before marriage.
And it continued even after marriage.
“Since when did you and Daddy know each other?”
“About a year before he remarried.”
“Where did you meet?”
“That…”
Mom couldn't answer right away.
But I already knew the answer.
“Who approached whom first?”
“Mom…”
“I see. Mom couldn't hold back and approached Daddy first.”
“U-um…”
It was a little indirect, but Mom knew what I meant.
Her face flushed a little more.
She fidgeted with her fingers, unsure what to do.
She had been the one to start it, but this situation felt awkward.
'Now I can't stop.'
Both Mom and I had implicitly agreed.
She could still get angry and end the conversation right now.
But Mom would never do that.
“How long did it last?”
“What?”
“…”
“T-that…”
She tried to pretend she didn't know, but she couldn't.
Mom knew without me having to say it directly.
“Before marriage about a year, and after marriage another year…”
“That's shorter than I thought.”
Mom and Daddy had been together for about six years.
But the training period was only two years? That was strange.
“Right after we got married… uh… he… he had erectile dysfunction…”
“Ah…”
I finally understood why there weren't many videos on the laptop.
“He lost his confidence, so he didn't do much after that.”
“So Mom hasn't for a really long time.”
“…Yes.”
About nine years.
Even though Mom had been Daddy's sex slave, the time without training.
A very long time.
Even after Daddy died, she hadn't been with any other man.
Mom had been missing Daddy until recently.
That was why I hadn't been able to tell her to date anyone else.
But now something bigger than missing Daddy had grown.
I was ready to completely flip our relationship upside down.
'It has grown even more than before.'
I glanced at Mom.
I stared at her body without shame.
Mom noticed my gaze but deliberately pretended not to.
Even after her shower, her skin was still faintly red.
Instead of the heat of the bath, a different heat was now settled inside Mom's body.
Her eyes were fixed on the TV, but they were shaking.
And the thing that stood out the most was different from before.
The pink thing rising above the nashi top.
This thing that was visible through the clothes caught my eyes.
“Did you look at the laptop?”
She jumped.
“Y-yes…”
“You know there's something there, right?”
“…Yes.”
It wasn't something I had given her without her knowing.
She had given it to me because she knew everything.
She wanted to be something other than Mom for her son.
“Can I show this to my son?”
“T-that…”
Mom couldn't answer.
There were things inside that a mother shouldn't show her son.
I hesitated to say it directly, but it didn't matter.
“Mom can't do such a thing normally either, right?”
“U-um, yes.”
“When I first saw Daddy at the SM Club, what did I think when I approached him?”
“That… that…”
Mom rolled her eyes and hesitated to answer.
She had shown me such things first, but her heart was still wavering.
“Answer me.”
“…”
I said it firmly to Mom.
As if giving an order.
“I thought your dad… looked like he had the biggest penis…”
“That's why you went to Daddy?”
“…Yes.”
A more perverted reason than I expected.
“While raising Min-jeong, I was so frustrated with my lust that I only masturbated, right?”
“Yes.”
“I only watched hard-core videos and finally realized I was a real majo?”
“Yes.”
“So I couldn't hold back and went to the SM Club to approach Daddy, who seemed to have a big penis?”
“…Yes.”
Her face was bright red.
Mom who had her secret exposed.
Even so, she didn't resist at all.
She was still hesitating, but the answer was decided.
“After that, I became Daddy's sex slave while being trained by him.”
“…Yes, that's right.”
Mom nodded.
My heart was racing wildly.
“…So even when I wasn't being trained, I was still a sex slave?”
During the marriage period, I was only trained for one year.
“Yes, I was always a sex slave.”
But Mom had been next to Daddy as a sex slave, not as a wife.
“Even when you got married?”
“Because I told you that if I had a mom, it would be good…”
“I see…”
It seemed I had married for our sake.
Rather than being a single parent, it was better to have a complete family.
But…
“So until now, you have always been Daddy's sex slave, not my mom.”
“That…”
Up until now, I had grown up thinking Mom was my real mom.
I didn't remember Mom from when I was little.
That's why having Mom was even better.
She was even pretty.
But Mom hadn't been my mom.
She had been standing next to me as Daddy's sex slave while pretending to be Mom.
“I am still your mom, Min-jeong.”
“Really? Are you Mom?”
“Yes.”
I know.
I know that the love I was shown as Mom was real.
Even if she was Daddy's sex slave.
Mom is still Mom.
“Even in that appearance?”
“Ah…”
Mom looked down at her own body and her face flushed again.
She hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.
“T-this is because my son told me to…”
“Is that what a mother does? Walking around without underwear because her son said so?”
“Dong-hyeon!”
“Take your hand off.”
“!!”
A firm and certain command.
There was no need for such a command from her son when she was in front of me as a mother.
But I knew.
Slowly… I lowered my hand and avoided her eyes.
She felt embarrassed, but her body chose submission.
“You did well, Mom.”
To the new master…
