After Fucking Her, It Was My Friend's Mom?!
When I stepped into Subin's house, a delicious aroma of food drifted through the air, gently teasing my senses.
On the living room table sat a meticulously arranged plate of red-spotted grouper sashimi that made my mouth water just looking at it.
“Whoa…”
“Looks good, right? I prepared it carefully. Eat as much as you want!”
The sashimi was the star, but it came with a full spread of side dishes waiting for us—salad, flying-fish roe rice, and an assortment of mixed raw fish.
Apparently Aunt Danbi had always been like this: whenever something especially good turned up, she would call us over so we could all eat together. Chaerin often spoke of those shared meals with a wistful, faraway look, saying she missed those days.
I had also learned that, before I lost my memories, I used to call her “Auntie” quite naturally. After visiting Subin's place a few more times, I found myself slipping into the same habit without thinking.
“Thanks for the meal!”
“Of course. Eat plenty. Have some drinks, too.”
Aunt Danbi beamed and clapped me on the shoulder. Calling someone this young and beautiful “Auntie” still felt a little strange.
The four of us gathered around the table and began eating sashimi and drinking. I didn’t know much about fish, but I could tell it was sweet and springy. The whiskey we chased it with burned hot down my throat.
The alcohol tasted sweeter than usual tonight. Suspicion about Iseol and that nasty phone call from last night refused to leave my head. Wanting to drown every last scrap of it, I deliberately drank far faster than normal.
“Hey, aren’t you going a little too fast? Slow down.”
Chaerin spoke up, worried, but I told her I was fine and emptied another glass. Because I was setting such a brutal pace, the other three tried to keep up and soon their faces were flushed deep red.
We drank, and drank, and drank some more. While the liquor was going down my throat burned so fiercely I barely felt drunk, yet the moment I stood to visit the bathroom I staggered hard. Still I kept going. Aunt Danbi looked delighted by how well I was holding my liquor and kept pouring for me. Chaerin and Subin watched the two of us, sighed as if there was nothing they could do, and made sure to drink plenty of water in between.
The sun set and the night grew late. While Chaerin and Aunt Danbi were in the bathroom, Subin quietly rested her head against my shoulder. I laid a hand on her and stroked it gently.
“Mmm… Sihyuk…”
She burrowed into me like a spoiled kitten. Whether from the alcohol or something else, her body felt unusually hot. Even after all that drinking, though, my mind remained restless.
What if every single thing Iseol ever said to me was a lie? What if the woman I thought loved me actually felt nothing, and had only approached me for some other purpose? The idea stung almost as badly as discovering a girlfriend was cheating. If that call had never come, if I had never found that note, I would have married her without a single doubt—had kids, built a quiet, happy family. Just thinking about it made me dizzy. Maybe it wasn’t only Iseol. Maybe the others too… No. That couldn’t be. Chaerin and Subin clearly knew nothing about the voice-phishing scheme. They had to be fine.
I knocked back another glass with a dark expression. Subin asked in a small voice,
“Did… something happen today?”
I flinched. Apparently it showed. Before I could even open my mouth she wrapped her arms around me and whispered in a slightly slurred, drunken murmur,
“If it’s hard to talk about… you don’t have to…”
Her small hand stroked my body.
“Whenever Mom’s going through something hard she just holds me without saying a word. Same kind of face you have right now…”
That hit me right in the chest. There was genuine worry in her words and her touch. I felt guilty for ever having doubted her.
“Just… know that I’m here beside you. That’s all.”
Subin lifted her head from my chest and met my eyes. Hers were so clear. Love was dripping from them, transparent and unmistakable.
“Later, just the two of us… want to go to my room?”
She took my hand and whispered right against my ear.
“You can do whatever you want… pound me from behind as hard as you like. Even if I scream, Mom and Chaerin are both too drunk to hear tonight.”
I swallowed hard and looked at her. The face of a girl in love was slowly melting into pure lust. She guided my vein-ridged, masculine hand onto her breast. Without thinking I squeezed.
“Nngh…♡”
She let out a lewd little moan and pressed herself closer. This time she pulled my hand around to her ass and made me knead it. But her real goal wasn’t just a feel.
“That anal training kit we got as a prize from the sports festival… will you use it to train my back hole today?”
Yesterday our entire class had received the kits for coming in first. Chaerin’s had been packed with all sorts of filthy toys arranged by difficulty. The idea of developing my girl’s erogenous zones naturally got me rock-hard in an instant.
“Yeah. Absolutely.”
Subin smiled at my reaction and pulled a small bottle from her pocket. It was a bowel-cleansing powder you dissolved in water; once you drank it, your rear would be perfectly clean without even needing a bathroom. In a world that poured this much tech into sex, the stuff was ridiculously effective. Excited, I watched her stir the powder into a glass of water.
That was the exact moment Chaerin and Aunt Danbi returned from the bathroom.
“Oh my, Subin. Mom’s pretty drunk—thanks for pouring me some water.”
Aunt Danbi said it casually and downed the entire glass Subin had just mixed in one gulp.
“No, Mom! Th-that’s—!”
Subin cried out in shock, but it was already too late. She couldn’t bring herself to explain that it was an enema powder for anal sex and simply fretted in place. Aunt Danbi, completely unaware, just smiled happily in her drunken haze. Left with no choice, Subin went back to the kitchen, mixed another glass, and drank it herself. The ridiculous scene made me burst out laughing. Aunt Danbi laughed along and poured me more liquor.
“I’ve been so stressed at the hospital lately—drinking like this feels amazing. Let’s keep going!”
I happily accepted every glass she poured. Chaerin, already thoroughly wasted, soon dropped out.
“Just thirty minutes… I’m gonna sleep for thirty minutes…” she mumbled, collapsing onto the sofa. Within three minutes she was snoring softly.
We kept drinking for maybe another hour. Subin, drunk to her limit, finally staggered to her feet.
“I’m… going to my room first…”
“Lean on Mom. I’ll take you.”
I stood as well, partly to use the bathroom. Our eyes met for a second and we exchanged a secret little smile only the two of us could see. Just thinking about the hot sex waiting for us made the alcohol surge and my cock throb solidly.
When I came back from the bathroom the living room was empty. Aunt Danbi must have gone to her room too, drunk as she was. I quickly cleared the table and hurried toward Subin’s bedroom.
—Creeeak
In the dark room Subin was lying face-down on the bed, already asleep. I chuckled softly. She really had drunk too much—promising sex and then passing out first. Without turning on the light I approached quietly and sat on the edge of the mattress. Only the faint outline of her body was visible in the moonlight spilling through the window.
The thought of fucking my sleeping future wife in the pitch dark was filthy as hell. Especially since she had specifically asked me to be rough tonight. I reached to peel her pants and panties down in one motion—and discovered she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She must have stripped completely for sex and then fallen asleep. Smiling at the invitation, I stroked her ass. Whether from the liquor or sheer exhaustion she didn’t react at all.
I groped and gently spread her cheeks, searching for the little hole I would be training later. It was too dark to see clearly, but I knew a pretty asshole was waiting for me. First things first, though—I needed to fuck her. I reached between her legs and touched her pussy.
Huh?
I tilted my head, a little puzzled. There was more hair than usual. Subin and Chaerin both had their pussies completely shaved by me, yet…
Guess it grew back fast.
Who cared about a little bush right before sex? I dismissed it and gently rubbed her folds. Because of her HSDD—and because she was dead asleep—she felt drier than normal. I wanted to fuck her without waking her, wanted to watch her come to half-conscious as I sank in. So I slid a hand under her prone body and kneaded her breasts. Playing with her nipples seemed to get through; soft moans soon slipped from her lips and her pussy grew a little wetter.
“Nngh…”
That was enough. I slipped a pillow under her lower belly. Her ass rose naturally, presenting the perfect doggy-style angle. Then I buried my long cock inside her in one thrust.
—Schlick…!
In that instant she moaned and twitched as if waking from sleep. At the same perfect moment the moon slipped free of the clouds and cast a faint light across the room.
“Huh?”
For some reason Subin’s usually long hair looked much shorter—almost exactly like… Aunt Danbi’s.