Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: She Gets Completely Soaked in Her Son's Friend's Massage
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This was my second time visiting Hamin's house.
Back in high school, I'd come once before, but it had only been a quick stop because Hamin needed to grab something.
At the time, I'd desperately wanted to peek into Im Haeun's firmly shut room in my friend's empty house.
It was a memory now, but not one I particularly missed.
I still hadn't gotten a look inside Im Haeun's room, but in exchange, I'd explored and claimed every inch of her body.
And today, even more so.
"Oh my, oh my goodness! Hyunwoo, it's been forever. Since graduation, right? How have you been?"
"Hello, Aun… Wow, Auntie, you look even younger than back then?"
"Hee… Really? Does Auntie still hold up okay?"
"No, I always thought you and Haeun looked like sisters, but now it's even more so. You could pass for a college student… Ow!"
—Slap!
"Seriously, this kid! Ever since Hyunwoo became a college student, he's gotten so good with words. Bet you're popular, huh?"
"Hyunwoo's stock has been skyrocketing lately, yeah."
"Right? He's grown taller and so handsome… The girls must be all over him?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? No, really, it's not like that. Totally baseless."
"Guess the girls have no eye for talent. Come on in. It's hot out there, isn't it? Auntie made a ton of tasty stuff since she knew you were coming."
"Thank you!"
My praise, laced with 80% sincerity, earned me a playful smack on the arm from Auntie, whose beauty seemed even more ripe and alluring.
Calling her a college student was a bit of an exaggeration, but she really did look younger than a few years ago.
Her low ponytail with its subtle brown tint was calm yet strangely seductive.
The voluptuous curve of her breasts over her T-shirt was captivating.
And below that, her slim waist flaring into wide hips exuded femininity regardless of age.
Honestly, she looked early thirties at most. Accounting for the age patch, she was still at the tail end of her thirties.
Plus, there was this deep, sultry allure about her, thicker even than Suyeon's—total cockb—
'Ever since getting the app, every pretty woman makes my dick twitch. Auntie hasn't lost a bit…'
I'd purified my inner thoughts to make a good impression on my prospective mother-in-law (wishful thinking), and she seemed to love it. Good.
We gathered in the living room, where light snacks were laid out, and chatted.
It was still too early for a full meal.
"You have no idea how relieved I was that Hyunwoo went to the same college as Hamin. He doesn't hang out with anyone else but you and Haeun…"
"Yeah, we're lucky he passed for the same school. Thanks, man."
"Stop, stop… If Hamin hadn't helped me study in high school, I never would've gotten in. I'm the one who's grateful."
"You and Haeun getting along well? She's been talking about you a lot lately."
"Well… We've gotten closer recently. After giving her some massages…"
"She's always going on about that, so Auntie got super curious too."
"Really? I heard she said that."
"You should see our Haeun humming around the house every morning."
"For real. She used to be grumpy in the mornings around this time, but ever since your massages, she's all smiles every day."
The conversation, sparked by nostalgia, naturally shifted to massages.
It was great seeing each other after so long, but for both Auntie and me, that was the real purpose anyway.
Soon enough, Auntie's eyes sparkled as she got to the point.
"So, you'll do me too, right? I've been looking forward to it ever since Hamin texted."
"Of course. For Auntie, you're top priority—no question."
"Oh, thank you! Special treatment because I'm Hamin's mom?"
"Naturally—"
"Hyunwoo, you said Haeun's your top priority too… Mmph!"
"Shh, quiet…! Ahem, naturally, because you're Hamin's mom."
"Pfft, hee hee hee… Guess I'll milk some perks from my son's friend? Ready now?"
"Yep. Where do you want it?"
I ignored the mother-son duo's teasing, as if they knew everything, and asked Auntie directly.
No matter where she asked for, I was confident I'd lure her to the massage room next time.
'Surprisingly, not much muscle tension. Does she take good care of herself? Haeun's the same way… Inherent strength type?'
Most women I'd massaged had shoulder issues, but Auntie's were pretty fine. Same for her legs and feet.
Still, there were spots to work on, and my dexterity-enhanced hands would feel amazing regardless.
No problem at all.
"Looks like you don't have much tension, Auntie…"
"Huh? You can tell?"
"A little. Your thighs seem a bit stiff? Inner thighs and calves look uncomfortable."
"Oh my, spot on! That's exactly it… Come to think of it, you nailed Haeun's back issues too. Impressive."
"No big deal. How about focusing there but loosening your whole legs?"
"Hyunwoo really is a pro? Gotta follow the massage master's orders. Please do."
"Yes, ma'am. Uh… anywhere comfy to lie down?"
"I have a Pilates mat. That work?"
"Oh, perfect."
"Hee hee, one sec. I'll change and grab the mat."
"Change…? Ah, sure. I'll wait here."
"Probably awkward if you watch. I'll do homework in my room. Let me know when you're done."
"Okay."
As mother and son headed to their rooms, I stretched out.
My goal for this massage: soak Auntie's panties through and through.
I planned to persistently target the sensitive inner thighs.
The app was generous—brushing under the ass or beside the pussy was allowed.
With that mindset, I waited, soothing my lower half.
Then Auntie emerged.
Of all things.
"It's a bit tight since it's Haeun's…"
She said it wearing gray dolphin shorts that looked shorter than my drawers.
My eyes wouldn't budge. Her plump thighs had the fabric creased right at the crotch line… Wow.
"How's it look? Suits me? Thought bare skin would be better… Too much?"
"…No. Perfect, totally suits you. It's your style now."
"Oh, thanks. Should I just steal it from Haeun?"
Seeing her mischievous smile, I revised my goal.
Not just her panties.
'Playing me? Gray of all colors… Thank you!'
I'd soak those snug, fully packed gray dolphin shorts too.
Yuna Yeon.
The mother of beautiful twins you could stare at forever without tiring, she was well aware of Jang Hyunwoo.
She hadn't seen his face often.
But she knew he'd been close friends with her son, Im Hamin—who was kind and handsome yet surprisingly bad at making friends—since high school.
Plus, one thing she'd noticed at the kids' high school graduation.
'Oh, Hyunwoo likes Haeun, doesn't he?'
Even while chatting with Hamin, his eyes kept drifting to her daughter. She'd thought it adorable.
Unfortunately, her daughter cared more about primping than boys.
After that, she'd only heard snippets through her son, until recently.
'Jang Hyunwoo, Hamin's friend? His massages are insane. He's amazing.'
'You know Hyunwoo, Mom. Classmate of yours too. But massages?'
'No idea why a guy with that skill went into architecture.'
Surprisingly, her daughter mentioned him. After years of knowing him, the first time.
Not romantically, but still shocking.
Im Haeun had never brought up a boy at home before.
That made Hyunwoo's massages even more intriguing.
'That good? I'm bored to death. Wanna try one.'
Not from real discomfort—just boredom relief.
Life as a housewife was smooth, but the quiet peace turned to tedium, craving stimulation.
No real hobbies. At best, exercising with her daughter.
'Wish I'd kept up swimming.'
A few years back, she'd squirmed from boredom and joined a morning swim class briefly.
But the male instructor flirted relentlessly, and jealous housewives gossiped about her looks…
Her motivation tanked after days; she quit fast.
Probably same with anything else, so she'd stayed home since.
For her, her son's friend coming to massage was a rare fun event.
'Gotta make lots of good food. Already grateful he gets along with Hamin.'
Excited, she whipped up boy-friendly side dishes.
Didn't want to look sloppy after years, so she minded her appearance.
"Hello, Aun… Wow, Auntie, you look even younger than back then?"
Hyunwoo, faced after years, was slyer but largely unchanged.
Tall, with a plain yet kind face; a bit more toned than before, but still slender.
"Hyunwoo, you said Haeun's your top priority too… Mmph!"
"Shh, quiet…! Ahem, naturally, because you're Hamin's mom."
Surprisingly loyal, still crushing on her daughter.
In a world changing daily, Hyunwoo retaining his old self was.
'Oh man, so cute.'
It stirred her affection and maternal instincts. Too cute not to tease.
So.
Originally planning jeans, she switched her bottoms to her daughter's dolphin shorts.
Super comfy; she borrowed them often, earning Haeun's ire. Mom should buy her own.
Tighter on her wider hips, but that made the gray dolphin shorts suit her more.
Two reasons for changing.
'Kinda looks like Haeun from a hazy glance? Hear that outside too.'
Pity for his years-long crush; wanted to give service.
And.
'Still got it, right? Wonder if Hyunwoo will fall for me? Hee hee.'
Her auntie playfulness lowered inhibitions for naughty teasing.
As expected, he gawked wide-eyed at her outfit, unable to look away.
Trying to avert but failing—peak vigorous 20s guy. Adorably so.
'Still a baby; was the stimulus too strong?'
Yuna Yeon felt her feminine pride swell at making him like that.
Sure, men always stared outside, but mostly creepy—not this cute.
"P-Please lie down comfortably. Let's start."
"Do your best."
Smirking inwardly at his fluster, she lay straight on the mat as directed.
Fun already, pre-massage. Son's friend alone spiced her dull routine.
'Wish he'd come often. Even without massages, chat about school, gossip…'
Haeun raved, but untested, low expectations.
Relaxed, awaiting Hyunwoo's massage, she was.
—Ssslide… Knead!
"Eung…! Ah…!"
Shattered in one second.
—Knead, knead… Press…!
"Ahng! Ah, ang…!"
From his big, warm hands touching her thigh, all nerves focused there.
'Wh-What! Why are his hands so… Ung!'
Each press sent hot waves seeping into muscles.
Soft pressure and subtle vibrations climbed inner thighs to her heart.
Not mere kneading—reading her body's grain precisely.
Now she realized.
Haeun's praise was no exaggeration.
"Ha-ut… H-Hyunwoo… Ung…! Your technique… is incredible…? Ang!"
"Everyone says my touch is great. Haeun too."
"Right, exactly that f— Hnggg…!"
Embarrassing sounds leaked despite herself, but unavoidable.
Muffling with skill like this? Impossible.
'Aang…! So good… Didn't expect this bliss…'
—Tingling…
So good her crotch itched.
Blissfully sleepy yet electric tingles prevented dozing.
After ~5 minutes of heaven, next came.
"Now inner thighs. Spread your legs wide…"
"Ung…"
"It'll stimulate sensitivity, so don't be startled."
—Ssss… Press!
Thrill crawling inner thighs near crotch.
Finishing touch: pressing the crease beside it, like he knew her all…
"Heeek… Aaang♡!!"
Yuna Yeon let out a lewd moan worthy of sex.
No time for shame; massage continued.
—Slide, stroke… Zap…
His fingertips glided deep inner skin.
"Hak, ha-eut…!"
Warmth spread everywhere he touched, becoming short currents pulsing inside.
"You feel this spot well. Feels good, right?"
His low voice tickled her ear.
Then hands pressed deep again.
—Press, stroke…
"Hah…! U-Ung…! You're too good… Hn… Way better than I thought… Kinda embarrassing… Ang♡!"
"Everyone does. Haeun screams during hers."
Her flesh quivered faintly. Thighs clenched then spread unconsciously.
All nerves on central thighs, lower belly heating, she.
Finally.
"Heeek…!"
—Spurt… Pssh…!
Felt a small climax after who-knows-how-long.
Yuna Yeon's face flushed.
'Me, really… Climaxing from my son's friend's massage? But his thigh work feels too good…'
Couldn't stop. Too intense; no way she'd ask to pause.
Didn't want to anyway.
Embarrassing leak during massage? But Hyunwoo couldn't see.
He seemed unfazed by her moans too.
'Panties soggy inside… sticky… Ung… Still wanna keep going.'
So she enjoyed.
—Press, squeeze… Stroke…
"Ahng… Hyunwoo, there… Eung… Pressing there feels so good…♡"
"Between the legs? Here?"
—Preeess…!
"Ahang…! Yes, thereee… Hnggg…!"
—Shiver… Squirt…
Bluntly naming good spots, trembling occasionally, secretly soaking her panties while.
Devouring her son's friend's transcendent massage skills.
'How… Didn't know Hyunwoo had this talent…'
Thus savoring unspeakable feminine pleasure, moments later.
"……."
"Eut… Ung…? Why stop…"
When his hands paused briefly, wondering what, Yuna Yeon lifted her head slightly.
"……!!! "
Lost in massage bliss, she finally noticed.
Because she'd changed to her daughter's dolphin shorts, gray of all things.
'All… soaked…! What a sight I'm in… Hyunwoo's seen it all…!'
The crotch soaked through panties to shorts.
Rich womanly scent wafting.
And that pathetic state.
"……."
Her son's friend staring without blinking, smirk tugging his lips.