Chapter 6. Taming a Patriarchal Dad (TS) (3)
Hurururuuk!
I, who was eating ramen since morning, couldn't bring myself to eat much more and put down my chopsticks.
"Ehyu, shit...."
It's completely tasteless.
There was no bland dishwater quite like this.
When I told appa to make breakfast, appa went around frantically stirring up the kitchen.
And what appa brought out was this Han River ramen.
It was literally just noodles dropped into water.
It was my first time seeing ramen broth look so pale because of how much water was poured in.
Pouring water into a pot of finished kimchi stew would probably yield a thicker broth than this.
"Appa, are you almost done?"
"I-I'm done!"
Since it took over 10 minutes, I craning my neck to ask, and only then did appa bring it out.
This was the result produced like that.
The noodles were completely bloated, so even without the soup already being pale, no broth flavor had soaked in, and it was coated only in lukewarm grease, making it truly tasteless.
I sighed and pushed the dining table away.
Appa also found it painful to eat, quickly putting down the spoon and chopsticks along with the front plate.
"How the hell can't you even cook ramen?"
Appa lowered her head sharply and answered in a crawling voice.
Appa seemed to know it was embarrassing her-self too.
"It's only been a short while since I became a woman, so cooking is a bit...."
"How is ramen 'cooking'! Man or woman aside, if you're a South Korean person, you should know how to cook ramen properly! If it's hard! Huh? Look up a video or something. Nowadays, all kinds of things are floating around turned into videos!"
Appa put both hands on her knees and fidgeted, not knowing what to do.
"And while you like chewy noodles yourself, why did the noodles come out cooked like this?"
"That's... I tried to make chewy noodles too, but when I lifted them a few times with chopsticks at first, they felt too much like crackers, so trying to cook them a bit longer to loosen them up, I just...."
"Appa, have you never cooked ramen before?"
"Except cup ramen, bag ramen is my first time...."
"You've been eating ramen just fine all this time, haven't you?"
Completely intimidated, appa barely managed to point a finger at me.
"Those were all the ramen that you, Jinhyeok, cooked for me...."
"Ehyu."
I let out a harsh sigh again.
I covered the Han River ramen I didn't even want to look at with a pot lid and clicked my tongue.
"I have no luck with a wife. No luck with a wife at all."
Appa couldn't say a single word.
Because these were the exact words appa used to say to omma all the time.
In the end, since it returned to appa herself, she had no room for excuses.
That's how at least a minimum of conscience exists.
If appa had argued back, even I would have been truly fed up and split up immediately.
"......."
Still, we have the bond of flesh, so we can't split up right away.
I'm going to fuck her until I have no lingering regret left for that slender body of hers before splitting up.
Anyway, since we're splitting up at the end, I think my decisiveness was expressed very well.
'Huh?'
However, appa's facial expression was unusual.
Her eyes were red, and her lips and chin were inversely curved and wrinkled in an effort to hold back tears.
"What did you do so well that you're crying?"
"I'm not crying...."
While saying she wasn't crying, she used her eyelids to block the tears that were about to flow.
Whether she barely succeeded or not, when she opened her eyes again, tears were gathered in thick layers of drops on her eyelashes.
Just like appa of the past used to do, I was about to nag further like rapid fire here, but stopped.
Every time I suffered through that, I couldn't breathe.
Since I'm someone who experienced it, I know what a fucking terrible feeling it is.
I wanted to pay her back, but when I actually tried to do the exact same thing as appa, I felt uncomfortable out of fear that I myself would completely turn into that.
"Appa, come over here."
"......."
"Ssseup-! Wifey, get over here."
Belatedly, appa comes over in front of me and sits down.
It was low-key cute how she wouldn't react if called appa, but would come over cautiously only when called wifey.
This is all because her face is pretty.
Or because she's my first woman.
Or because she might be my first and last woman in the future too.
As she sat facing me, I adjusted her posture so she could sit between my knees and lean back.
Then I slid my hand under her clothes and groped her small breasts.
"Appa, in the future, if you make a mistake to your son and husband and want to be forgiven, you should just come over and act cute, saying, 'Would you like to touch my breasts?' Got it?"
"Eu, yeah."
Ah, my anger is melting away.
Even if small, the softness of these breasts indisputably belongs to a woman.
As expected, an A-cup I can touch anytime with my own hand is better than someone else's C-cup or D-cup.
"......."
Honestly, it is a bit disappointing.
However, her pussy is super tight and chewy, so I comforted myself with that.
Even without a comparison group, if it immediately makes me go, "Mmm~ delicious~!", it is an absolutely delicious pussy.
As one hand gently moved down from her chest toward her lower abdomen, appa gasped in terror and shouted.
"Not my pussy!"
"Alright~."
"I said no!"
I pulled back my hand heading downward and put on a straight face.
"Who said anything? I'm just touching it."
"If you're just touching it, why is your dick hard?"
Appa was still suspicious of me.
To that, I intentionally took a hardline stance.
"Then when touching my wifey's breasts and pussy, should my dick be limp? Then that would mean I'm a eunuch or appa has no sexual attraction, so is that how it's supposed to be?"
"...That's not it."
"Hey, forget it. Can't even cook, won't even let me touch breasts or pussy. It's our honeymoon period and won't even let my dick stand, there's no reason for me to live taking care of appa. Get out. No. I should get out."
I pretended to slowly stand up.
"Since you told me to leave like that all the time, I'll leave for you. I'm leaving because I'm scared of my wife nagging!"
"Nooo! Why are you being like this!"
As expected.
Appa hastily grabbed the bottom of my trousers and pulled me back down.
"I was wrong. I acted too sensitive. Don't leave, Jinhyeok-ah."
"You should have acted like that from the start."
"I was sensitive because my pussy is swollen."
"I can just touch it gently."
"Really?"
"Of course, it's mine, would I handle it recklessly?"
As I shamelessly tried to put my hand inside her pants again, something suddenly came to mind, and I put on a straight face again.
"Come to think of it, the reason this whole mess happened is because of appa, right?"
"What?"
"That's right. Appa couldn't even cook ramen properly, so I got angry and touched you to calm that down, but you dare to raise objections to that?"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"
When I showed signs of standing up again, appa quickly guided my hand inside her panties herself.
I slipped appa's scratchy pubic hair between my fingers and rubbed the hairs against each other.
Appa's pubic hair.
It was simply amazing that these words could coexist.
Pushing through the surprisingly stiff bush and going inside, soft flesh harboring the roots of the bush could be felt.
Going further down, two plump labial mounds were tightly interlocked and closed, forming a split crack.
I spread my fingers into a V-shape and rode down the mounds.
Mm, indeed, just as appa said, it was swollen.
The feeling of sinking in softly and pliably when pressed was less present.
There was more than a bit of a bloated, stiff feeling from the swelling.
"Does it hurt?"
"No."
As I checked and touched her carefully, appa felt relieved and relaxed her body.
She seemed to have been quite tense.
Seeing her shoulders that had been raised up high drop, I felt mischievous.
Spreading open the labial mounds and gently sliding a finger in, I immediately entered a slippery territory.
Is the inside of a woman's pussy always wet and slippery like this?
However, as I advanced further, that wasn't entirely true.
It was a section less slippery than the entrance.
If I forced my way through, it felt like her dry flesh would get chafed by my finger.
Since I had no intention of hurting her, I pulled out the index finger I had inserted and put in my middle finger.
And with my thumb, I stroked the roundest, hardest spot.
"Heut."
Appa lets out a groan.
"Is this the clit?"
"Yeah...."
"How do you know? It's only been a day since you became a woman."
"The sensation is completely different."
"Bullshit. As soon as you became a woman, you went to the bathroom and touched, sucked, and licked all over your own body, didn't you?"
"Until I came home... eut... I only avoided people...."
Even at my rough banter, appa answered normally.
Closing her eyes comfortably, she buried her lips in the nape of my neck and let me hear her excited yet thin breathing sound.
Jjigeok
My fingers weren't idling either.
As a result of eagerly stroking the clit, the path inside her pussy opened up further.
My middle finger goes in deeper.
I was convinced that I wasn't just at the pussy hole, but passing through a path in the vagina.
Now I get why they finger a woman's pussy with the middle finger and ring finger in porn.
That way, you can stroke the clit with your thumb, and above all, it's easier to position the other fingers.
Jjigeok-jjigeok
"Ah... feels good..."
A short lamentation that accidentally spilled out from appa.
"Feels good?"
Slyly, I slid my legs under appa's knees and slowly spread them apart.
My hand, which had been pressured by her thighs, was freed, allowing me to thrust my middle finger with more speed.
Jjigeok-jjigeok-jjigeok
"Haa... eeum...."
Her lips buried in the nape of my neck opened.
Her tongue slowly crawled against my neck.
It tickled while evoking a strange sense of pleasure.
Jjigeok-jjigeok-jjigeok-jjigeok
"Heut...!"
Appa's legs tried to close.
I held firm.
"Eeung...!"
Appa grabbed my thighs tightly.
Her pussy biting down on my middle finger squeezed tightly.
While I stayed still, appa was already sensually moving her pelvis back and forth, thrusting herself.
Jjigeok-jjigeok-jjigeok
"Wooung!"
Appa's pelvis stopped in midair.
Tension surged through her entire body, and then that force concentrated from appa's lower abdomen into her pelvis.
"Haa... haa...."
"Did you come?"
"I didn't."
Liar.
Anyone could see she obviously came.
Thanks to that, my dick stood rock hard, which was painful.
"But...."
Appa lightly touched that dick.
"If we do it now, there's a high chance I'll have no choice but to recognize our son as my seobangnim?"
"This wifey."
I smirked and pushed appa forward just like that, making her lie face down.
"Appa was originally my wife since yesterday. You know that?"
Hearing the sound of pants coming down, the lying appa's pussy clenched and unclasped once all on its own, gaping.