Mothers' Conversation 4
"How many centimeters is that?"
Han Pan wore an awkward expression as he answered.
"Um… well… I'm not exactly sure, but fully hard it was about twenty-five centimeters, I think…"
"Oh my, that's no joke… You must've gotten so much envy while you were in the military."
"Hahaha, yeah, something like that…"
She stepped right up in front of him and held out her hand.
"Mmm… Would it be okay if I touched it once?"
Han Pan hesitated for a moment, then broke into a bright smile.
"Sure… just… be careful. This guy gets real dangerous when he gets horny. Hahaha."
Eun-yeong smiled at his dirty joke and reached out. A moment later the warm sensation of her hand closed around his cock.
Even though it was still soft, the thick, high-quality meat filled her palm completely, and she felt her own body twitch in response. It had been a long time since she'd felt such a fierce sexual urge.
She was certain her friend Mi-ho would be spending a scorching night soon as well. The thought fascinated her.
How do those two have sex? The fantasy alone was enough to stir her.
"Heh… follow a friend and you end up in Gangnam, huh…"
She muttered the old saying under her breath. Han Pan watched her next move with open curiosity.
To Eun-yeong he was a completely different type of man from any she'd met before. The feeling was nothing like the emotional exchange she shared with her own son; it was something else entirely. Her eyes sparkled as she stroked his cock, watching it swell steadily in her grip.
"Oh my, Han Pan… it's getting bigger and bigger… Feels good, does it?"
Realizing she was playing with him, he played right back.
"Uh… yeah, it does… That's why I told you to be careful… He's getting really worked up. Probably because he likes you so much, Auntie."
She stared at the cock that had flushed a deep, burning red. Clear beads of pre-cum were slowly gathering at the slit. A smile curved her lips.
"Oh my, really? This thing likes an old auntie like me?"
Eun-yeong kneaded and squeezed, adding more stimulation. In no time his cock had swollen almost to full size. The way it filled her entire hand felt incredibly good.
Her hand began to slide slowly up and down the shaft. Han Pan's breathing grew ragged.
"Haa… haa… Of course… Lately among guys in their twenties, dating beautiful older women—aunties like you—is totally in fashion…"
Eun-yeong's eyes widened in mock surprise.
"Oh my, really? Even someone as old as me is fine? Married, with a kid and everything?"
"Of course… Ah! Auntie… isn't that actually the whole point?"
"My, kids these days are bold, thinking of going after a married woman like me… Are you the same, Han Pan? Do you like married women with kids like me?"
She began pumping his cock faster, up and down.
Han Pan tried to keep his moans as quiet as possible, but the intense pleasure was flooding every inch of his body. Watching him twitch and shudder only fed the lewd fire inside Eun-yeong.
She gathered a thick mouthful of saliva, bent down, and let it drip onto the head of his cock. The sticky spit landed in a heavy string; she smeared it all over the shaft until the fully erect cock gleamed as if coated in lotion. It was a beautifully shaped piece of meat—what people called a true "horse cock."
"Feels even better like this, right, Han Pan…?"
"Ah, Auntie… you really know what you're doing…"
"Of course. This auntie's got years of experience… I didn't just get older for nothing. I know exactly what men like…"
Eun-yeong stroked him even faster, her thumb pressing and rubbing the sensitive slit at the same time. Regular, fairly loud moans began spilling from Han Pan's mouth. The stimulation was so strong his legs were starting to tremble.
Instinctively he reached out and gripped her ass hard. The firm squeeze drew a short moan from Eun-yeong and an even more filthy smile.
"Han Pan, what are you doing tomorrow? Want to go on a lunch date with Auntie?"
He steadied his breathing.
"Ah… yeah, sure… I'm free tomorrow… Want to meet for lunch?"
"Mm… Come play here around lunchtime tomorrow… Let's eat with Auntie…"
"Okay… Ah… ah… But is it just lunch?"
At that her lewd smile widened.
"That depends on what Han Pan does… We can eat lunch, and eat something else too. Hohoho."
"Ah… ah… Really…? Ah… ah… Now I'm curious what that 'something else' is… Ah…"
Just then a knock sounded and the door swung wide open. Mi-jo and Hye-seon burst in.
"Unnie, what are you doing? Why is it taking so long?"
The moment the two women stepped into the bathroom, Eun-yeong hastily pulled her hand off his cock and Han Pan dropped both hands to cover himself.
"Aaaah… Han Pan's was just so magnificent I got a little carried away looking… Hohoho."
Mi-jo and Hye-seon took one look at the raging erection that even his large hands couldn't fully hide and immediately understood the situation.
"Oh my, Unnie… You were doing something dirty, weren't you? Isn't that against the rules? We were only supposed to look… Why'd you have to get so naughty?"
Mi-jo stepped closer and eyed his cock.
"Whoa… Han Pan really is huge… No joke…"
Han Pan mumbled something while still trying to cover the cock that refused to be hidden by two hands, yet being surrounded by three attractive, tipsy women left him with a strangely pleasant feeling.
"Ah, yeah… um…"
Hye-seon walked forward a few steps and stood right in front of him, staring in open astonishment at the thick meat barely concealed by his palms.
"Ah… you're right… That's no joke… Han Pan's a real man…"
She was so stunned she couldn't find any more words.
Eun-yeong decided the situation needed to be cleaned up and told Han Pan to put his clothes back on. He hurriedly gathered his things and dressed. Hye-seon and Mi-jo protested that they had a right to look too, but Eun-yeong insisted Han Pan seemed embarrassed and shooed them out of the bathroom. She followed them out, and once Han Pan had pulled his pants up he stepped out as well.
The noise outside must have been loud enough, because Mi-ho slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She spotted Hye-seon and Mi-jo coming out of the bathroom and stared at them with a puzzled expression. Then she saw Eun-yeong and Han Pan trailing behind them, and her face went blank.
"Huh… My son was here… Why didn't you wake Mom up?"
Eun-yeong answered with smooth nonchalance.
"Oh, Han Pan just got discharged, so we had a little celebratory drink among ourselves. That's okay, right? You just sleep a bit more!"
"Mmm… You did?"
She pushed herself upright, found her balance, and started searching for her handbag.
"Mm… Okay… Shall we head home now, son?"
"Yeah, Mom."
Han Pan stood and quickly caught her when she stumbled after taking a step. The mixed scent of perfume and alcohol rising from her body hit his nose.
"Hey, Yoo Eunyeong, I'm leaving… See you next time… Today's talk was fun. Hye-seon, Mi-jo, see you again soon too!"
She waved with a smile, already half out of it.
"I'll ride down with you…"
Eun-yeong said, and the three of them stepped into the elevator together. When they reached the first floor, Han Pan spoke up.
"Mom, I'll call a designated driver… I had about two drinks…"
"Mmyeah… mm… Okay…? Alright…"
Han Pan opened the app and called a driver. Luckily one was nearby and appeared in front of them almost immediately. Eun-yeong watched Mi-ho climb into the car, then lightly stroked Han Pan's hand so only he could hear.
"Text me when you get home…"
"Ah, yes."
With that he got into the car and gave the driver their home address. As the car pulled away, Han Pan spent the entire ride home unable to believe what had just happened. Three women he'd always been interested in had shown him such aggressive attention—it was completely unexpected. All of them were attractive, married, with children of their own, yet one of them had openly suggested meeting him alone. He kept wondering what on earth was going on, glancing at his mother half-passed-out against his shoulder before turning to check the car's clock. It was already past eleven.
The car shot through the night and soon arrived at their house. After parking, the driver bowed his head; Han Pan thanked him and helped Mi-ho up into the living room. So-jo, who had been lying on the sofa watching TV, spotted them and immediately came over to help support their mother.
"Oh, Noona, you're still up…"
So-jo grinned.
"Yeah, there was something good on Netflix so I was watching… Ugh… the smell… Mom really drank a lot, huh…"
"Yeah, she seemed to put away quite a bit tonight…"
"Alright, then I'll take care of Mom from here. You go rest in your room… Good work."
"Yeah, thanks… Take care of Mom for me."
So-jo draped their mother's arm around her own neck and started guiding her toward the second floor.
"I'm used to this kind of thing. Go rest already—you worked hard."
Han Pan watched the two of them head upstairs, then walked to the refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of water, and drank. He took out his phone and sent Eun-yeong a text saying he'd arrived safely and confirming their lunch date for tomorrow.