I've Been Waiting Forever
Cascading streams of water rinse the semen from her skin. She watches it wash away, every sensation sharp and vivid.
"Haa..."
Her hand drifts naturally between her legs. The moment her fingers are about to make contact—
A presence.
The bathroom door eases open, revealing the silhouette of a man. And his cock.
"Hyun-woo...?"
She snatches her hand away in a panic, flustered and unsure what to do. Completely naked, not a thread on her body. Hyun-woo stands just outside.
"Yeah. You left your underwear and slip behind, so I brought them in... but I couldn't see you..."
His cock twitches, veins standing out along the thick shaft, a bead of fluid already leaking from the tip of the glans. Fully hard already.
"R-right... I forgot... Just go back to the room and sleep, okay...?"
"Can I... sleep with you, Mom...?"
The door hangs half-open. He doesn't stop. At last it swings wide. She whirls around in a hurry. He stares openly at her. His gaze locks on the cleft between her ass cheeks.
Tension thickens the air. Yet Hyun-woo shows no intention of stepping inside. He simply watches from a distance, cock standing rigid.
"Okay. Mom's still washing up... I'll be out soon... the door..."
The door closes slowly. His eyes never leave the space between her cheeks. Her heart feels ready to burst.
The presence fades.
"Haa... haa..."
A deep, stabbing ache blooms low in her belly and spreads through her entire body. She trembles. The man had been standing right there.
Her son. Hyun-woo.
She imagines walking up to him, dropping to her knees, bowing her head, taking that twitching shaft in her hands and sucking it. The happy look on his face. Just the fantasy soaks her pussy. Clear fluid trails down onto the floor.
She washes half-heartedly. The semen is already gone, yet the moment she steps outside she feels certain he will be waiting. That he might pull her into a tight embrace, throw her onto the bed the way the man on the television screen had done. Climb on top of her. Wrap her arms and legs around his waist. Tongues tangled in a kiss. His cock driving deep into her cunt.
Pleasure. Incest.
With him. Sinking forever into a swamp she can never climb out of.
Hyun-woo sits in the chair waiting. The sound of water stopped a long time ago, yet there is still no sign of her emerging. He watches the bathroom door, remembering the view of his mother's back. Completely bare, not even panties. That pure white, round little ass. So cute he wanted to pinch it.
He had only been able to act because he was certain. She hadn't gotten angry. Instead she had looked like a shy, embarrassed girl.
His first love. Mom. So-young.
At last the door opens and she slips one foot out, glancing around. He deliberately looks away, giving her space to come out.
"You waited...?"
"It's fine. I was on my phone."
She lets out a breath. Then she notices her son is wearing underwear. Relief floods her—she had been half-afraid he would still be naked. She has seen him several times already, yet catching him in the bathroom had made her heart drop.
She steps out and perches lightly on the edge of the bed. Both of them in nothing but underwear. The slip and sports bra he brought sit beside her.
"You can't sleep alone...?"
"I just... wanted to sleep with you, Mom..."
"You startled me... barging in like that..."
"Did it bother you...?"
"No. Not at all... I was just surprised..."
She shakes her head hard, denying it fiercely. He had told her once that it would hurt him if she ever felt bad about something. The truth is, she had been happy.
"Good."
"Climb up...? It's already dawn..."
"Yeah. I'll sleep about two hours then head out for a run."
"Okay... you're already healthy, but exercise never hurts..."
He rises, eyes on her as he climbs onto the bed. He pulls back the covers and they lie side by side. Turning to face each other, their eyes meet. The embrace comes naturally. Belly to belly.
"When's your next schedule?"
"Hmm, I'd have to check... nothing until next week at least..."
"About three weeks left until your birthday, right?"
"Yeah... planning another present?"
"Thinking about it... what kind of gift Mom would like..."
"I shouldn't tell you... better leave you to stew a little."
"I think I already know... what Mom likes..."
"Really...?"
"Probably... the same thing I like..."
Something twitches between his groin and navel. Hyun-woo's cock, fully hard again. It prods against her. So-young feels every inch of it.
"What does Hyun-woo like...?"
"The same thing... Mom likes..."
The hand wrapped around her waist glides down, then back up, fingertips trailing lightly from her shoulder, tickling. Her body twitches.
"Haa... haa..."
"Haa... haa..."
Her slender fingers explore his back, feeling the hard shoulders, the thick masculine scent clinging to him. Slowly they travel lower.
"I'm curious... what you and I both like..."
His hand slips into the sports briefs covering the upper curve of her ass. Soft, yielding flesh. He cups a handful and kneads. A silent answer, eyes locked on hers.
"Aren't you going to tell me...?"
"Guess, Mom..."
Perhaps annoyed by his teasing, her own hand slides into the sports briefs covering the top of his ass and begins to fondle.
"Hehe... I really don't know..."
"I'll wait, Mom... as long as it takes..."
"What...?"
"I've been waiting... for a long time now... the whole time..."
His lips brush her cheek in a soft kiss. Eyes full of affection. He pulls her tight and closes his eyes.
So-young watches him steadily. That promise to wait forever. Emotion wells up. She already knows, dimly—no, she has known for some time.
Tears spill, soaking the bedsheet. Choking back sobs, she remembers her sister's words once more.
Parent and child.
A woman cuts through the water. Everyone watches her, mouths hanging open. One of them approaches as she climbs out and offers her a drink. She refuses. He scratches his head and backs off. She walks away without a second glance, shaking off the stares as she heads for the locker room.
She changes, steps out into the fresh air, and makes a call.
"Yeah, where are you?"
"Just finished swimming. Should I head to the café?"
"We'll be talking in the car anyway, so I'll grab takeout... Meet me at the entrance to the public parking next to the café."
Her steps quicken. The dress clings to her body, every curve on display. Passersby—men and women alike—steal glances.
A short while later she reaches the parking entrance. A car pulls up in front of her. She climbs into the passenger seat.
"Oh my... you're wearing something like that too?"
"Yeah. Got it as a sponsorship a while back. Felt like wearing it today."
"Hehe... you always give me shit for dressing slutty, and now you're going even further?"
"True. People were giving me dirty looks... like they wanted a piece."
"Still getting hit on a lot these days?"
"A few guys at the pool too. Stared so hard..."
"If I were a guy I'd do the same."
"Even if it was your little sister?"
"Look at you cracking jokes. Just blurting that out."
"You started it, unnie..."
"How's the massage going?"
"We do it in just our underwear..."
For the past few days it has become routine. Both of them living in nothing but underwear, careful only on days when someone else might visit—like her sister.
"He touched your nipples too, I heard?"
"Yeah... just looking wasn't enough for him... so I had no choice..."
"Hehe... not with your tongue yet, though?"
"That's... foreplay, unnie."
"Flicking them with your fingers is foreplay too."
So-young is left speechless. A direct hit. They have already talked about it over text. A mother giving her son sexual attention. Unbelievable.
"Yeah. I gave him foreplay..."
"Hehe... you said we'd be honest... it's okay to say it, So-young."
"I opened up to you, but... it's still a little hard to talk about..."
"Because the heat's turned up?"
"Yeah... we wear just underwear even normally now..."
"Oh my... I'm jealous."
"He says he loves me a lot... back hugs are basic... even kisses..."
"What's it like kissing your son?"
"It's good. After a few times Hyun-woo got good at it... sometimes he even takes the lead..."
"Amazing... I wish Min-su would do that for me."
"Right, how is that going, by the way?"
"Same as always. Not like he's pretending not to notice, but he doesn't look ready to touch either... just stares."
"He's scared, probably... it's his mom..."
"Hehe... the first time is the hard part..."
They both understand. The first time is difficult. Once you've done it, nothing feels off-limits anymore.
Two weeks ago she never could have imagined this situation even in her dreams. Then at some point the sweet whispers started. More skinship. The massages. Eventually she was caressing his nipples and watching him masturbate.
"But... Min-su might start feeling that way soon too..."
"Why do you think that?"
"Hyun-woo... is coming for me..."
"What do you mean?"
"Not long ago... I found his underwear in the washer... white stains on them..."
"Oh my..."
"It could only be Hyun-woo... and when he comes in for a kiss first... I can feel it... his heart..."
"What else?"
"He whispers to me... that he loves me... that he'll wait... forever..."
"Wow... that's a confession..."
"Yeah... but there's something that bothers me... you said it yourself, unnie... there wasn't a single trace on his computer..."
So-jin's mind races. This is a critical moment. So-young is starting to see Hyun-woo as a man. Yet fear of crossing the line still rules the deepest part of her sister's heart. Something she cannot easily shake off.
"Only searches for erectile dysfunction and massage."
"What about now...? You said when you went on that trip with Hyun-woo... it was password-locked so you couldn't check...?"
"Want me to check again?"
"No. This time... I'm going to confirm it myself... how Hyun-woo really feels..."
"Think carefully, So-young... you haven't forgotten what I told you, right?"
"Yeah. That's why every day before the massage I masturbate first... pretending to shower..."
"With the dildo I bought you as a gift?"
"Haa... haa... yeah. Hard and thick... imagining Hyun-woo's cock... pushing it into my pussy..."
So-jin digs something out of her bag and presses a prepared dildo into her sister's hand. Trembling fingers. Pink, parted flesh. It sinks between the folds.
"Nnngh...! Haa... haa... it's in... Hyun-woo's cock..."
"If you check the computer and find traces that he wants to fuck his mom, what will you do?"
"Haa... haa... if... just in case... that happens... I'll leave...! Nngh...! We need to stay apart for a while..."
"Why...? There's a man who loves you that much living under the same roof."
Squelch, squelch. Half-lidded eyes. Whether her sister is watching or not, So-young spreads her legs and works the dildo in and out, panties tugged aside. Fluid runs down in a steady stream.
"I want to do it for him, unnie..."
"Do what...?"
"Hold Hyun-woo's cock... stroke it for him... haa...! Haa...!"
"You're parent and child."
"I know... it's wrong... even now... I've already... crossed the line... ahh...! Nngh...! Aang...! Nngh!!"
"And if there's nothing on the computer?"
"......"
"I'm asking you, So-young... huh? What will you do if there's nothing on Hyun-woo's computer... say it! Now!"
So-young's body locks up. Her head snaps back. Her hips jerk forward as if struck. She shudders violently, twitching. Fluid gushes from deep inside her cunt.
She has climaxed.
Her body goes limp, eyes closed, breathing hard.
"Haa... haa... that fucking bastard..."
"Hm?"
"How many men want to fuck me raw..."
"Hehe... keep going, you're so fucking hot... you."
"He opened the bathroom door with his cock hard... peeked at me naked... and there's no trace?"
"Yeah. What will you do if Hyun-woo is that kind of bastard?"
"He groped my ass and stuck his tongue in my mouth... he said he loves me!"
"That's right. Hyun-woo is that kind of guy."
"I'm going to seduce him."
"What was that? I didn't quite catch it—say it again?"
"Make him see me as a woman... his mom...! Make him want to fuck me...! I'll jerk him off...! With this hand!"
"So-young, do you know what comes after giving a guy a handjob?"
So-young's mouth snaps shut. Every emotion collides at once.
Her son's computer. Pandora's box. Boiling desire. A crack spreading wide.