Frustration
"Chaeyu, are you starting work today?"
"Yes, starting today."
"What time does your part-time job end?"
"Today, it's from 12:00 to 9:00."
Chaeyu was starting her job today. I felt a sense of pride knowing she’d found work so quickly. Being called back meant she was good at what she did; people who are truly useless don't get rehired even if they beg.
"Where is it… I mean, where are you working?"
"In Hongdae. Why?"
"Oh, nothing. Just wondering if it was far from home."
To everyone else, I was supposed to be unaware of where she worked. I almost slipped up and mentioned I’d been there.
"Ah."
"……."
Someone kicked my shin. Since Chaeyu was the only one who would kick me during a meal, I glared at her. She glared back, puffing out her cheeks. Right. I just had to make sure I didn't make any more mistakes.
"I'm heading out first."
"Alright. Have a good day."
"See ya~"
"Have a good day, honey."
"Have a good day."
The temperature difference between how she treated me and how she treated Mom was stark. If I were a pretty daughter, things might be different. Then again, if I were, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation with my mother and sister.
"……."
Once we were in the car, the silence of a Monday morning settled in. Mom, as always, buckled her seatbelt and pressed the start button. It was the same commute as any other day, but the atmosphere was entirely different.
"Haa…."
Mom’s sigh. She didn't say a word, just kept sighing, which made me feel strangely intimidated. It felt like I had done something wrong, even though I hadn't.
"So, it's just the two of us now?"
"Ah… yes. I suppose so."
Yesterday and the day before, whether by coincidence or design, we hadn't had a single chance to be alone. Whenever Mom called me or asked me to go grocery shopping, Chaeyu would tag along. When Mom brought snacks to my room, Chaeyu would demand some too. Or Dad would call Mom for some trivial reason, keeping her occupied in the living room.
"I'll be blunt."
"Yes…."
"I told you back then."
Saturday, when Chaeyu went in to shower—what Mom had said.
"…Actually, Mom is… backed up, too."
Since Mom had relieved my pent-up sexual desire, it was only fair that I relieve hers. Besides, she was a middle-aged woman; if she didn't let it out, she might hit menopause early.
"So, Mom is… yours now."
I was the only one left to handle such a young and beautiful mother. I was the only one who could touch her luscious hips and breasts.
"Where are you going…?"
"Where else? To the office."
"Ah… right."
She really was a professional. To maintain her composure and head to work in a situation like this. If it were me, I would have already called in sick and gone somewhere else.
"Why? Were you expecting something?"
"No… well… honestly, a little bit."
"Still, we have work to do."
"Yes…."
I covered my crotch with my clothes to hide my erection, which was so hard I regretted standing up in the first place. Even if I showed her now, there was nothing we could do. More accurately, I couldn't do the things that would make Mom feel good.
"What time do you get off, Junsu?"
"I'm always off at 6:00."
"Ah~ then shall we have dinner together?"
"Dinner?"
"Yes."
"Okay. I'll keep my schedule open."
Mom probably wanted to spend some quality time together. Lunch breaks were only an hour long, at most.
"Haa…."
"…?!"
Inside the elevator. With many people around, someone started touching my crotch.
"……."
The culprit was, as expected, Mom. When our eyes met, she gave me a smile, her professional expression threatening to crumble. What would have happened if we were alone? The mere thought made me even harder.
"See you later."
"Yes…."
I got off the elevator, still reeling from her spine-chilling whisper. It felt like her touch was still lingering there. …How was I supposed to wait until dinner?
"I'm sorry. It looks like I'll be late today. Do you want to head home first?"
"I don't mind waiting for you?"
"No. It looks like I'll be very late… just go home."
"Yes…."
After waiting and waiting, the end of the workday finally arrived. Mom couldn't make it because her schedule had changed. I guess that's the life of a director—so much work. If things kept going like this, something big might explode. A middle-aged woman's sexual desire is a scary thing.
'Maybe I should go to where she's working….'
The cafe in Hongdae where Chaeyu worked. It wasn't a private cafe but a franchise, so the foot traffic was insane. She might be too busy to even notice me, but it was her first day, so I should check if she's doing well. That was an older brother's duty.
"Welcome~ What can I get for you~"
"One iced Americano, please."
"Sure~"
I’m really curious. It’s not like they don't have the money to invest, so why don't they use a kiosk? It would lighten the load on the part-timers so much.
'Where did she go?'
Chaeyu wasn't at the counter. She was probably on another floor or on a break. Luckily, there was an empty seat on the third floor, so I sat down—
"Oppa?"
"You were here?"
"Yeah. I was cleaning and refilling the water."
"Aha."
"Geez. You should've told me if you were coming. You acted like you wouldn't this morning."
"This morning?"
"You just asked and that was it."
"Ah… aha."
So that’s why she was giving me those looks this morning. Still, she didn't have to kick my shin….
"Alright. Keep up the good work. Don't cause any trouble."
"I don't cause trouble. I even have juniors under me."
"Whoa."
"When are you leaving?"
"Not sure. I'll probably leave after I finish my coffee. I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay."
"Yeah. Got it."
"Yup."
After our brief chat, Chaeyu headed back down. If she hadn't been so busy, we could have talked more.
"Hmm?"
A call from Mom. Did she finish her overtime?
"Hello?"
[Yes… where are you…? ]
"At the cafe where Chaeyu works. Are you feeling sick?"
[No? I'm not sick….]
"Where are you, Mom?"
[Mom is finishing up and heading home now.]
"……Should I go there?"
[Hmm… Mom will send you the location, can you meet me there?]
"Yes."
Mom’s voice sounded incredibly unstable. Was she stressed from the overtime, or was she not feeling well? I’d have to check her condition as soon as I saw her.
"Where are you?"
[Yes. In the parking lot.]
"Okay. I'm in the room."
[Right. Understood.]
The place Mom told me to go was a business hotel. The lighting was white, and at a glance, it was just an ordinary hotel for sleeping. She said it was where she stayed when she came to Seoul for business trips.
Knock, knock, knock.
After waiting a moment, I heard a knock. I checked the door viewer just in case, and it was Mom.
"You worked hard—?!"
Before I could even finish my greeting, Mom pulled me in and sealed my lips with hers.
"Ugh… huff…."
The door closed, and Mom pushed me back, step by step. Instead of conversation, the sound of lips meeting and parting filled the room.
"Ugh…!"
I stumbled backward without looking, my legs catching on the bed. Mom climbed on top of me as I fell, her breathing ragged.
"Mom…? Are you okay?"
"I told you… Mom is backed up…."
"Ah… so that’s why…."
Right. Mom was always like this. She would always pounce on me like she wanted to devour me, tormenting me until I couldn't move. But I’d never seen her this desperate before. She must have been having a really hard time holding back.
"Let me just wash up—"
"Shut up."
"……."
I couldn't stop Mom in her runaway state. The habit of neatly taking off her clothes was gone; today, she just threw them aside like Chaeyu. Now, only her underwear covered her body. As if she’d planned it, the design was quite aggressive. …Where did she even buy crotchless panties?
"I, I'm sorry… you were surprised, weren't you."
"…No. It's a new side of you, so I actually like it."
"Oh, you…."
Mom’s supple breasts hung toward me. Just like always, I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her beautiful nipples, which I hadn't seen in a while, were standing stiffly.
"Give me your breasts."
"Uhh…."
Mom leaned down at my request. As I sucked on her breasts, I prepared to insert my cock.
"Mom, the condom—"
"Don't worry about that right now…."
"……."
Without the barrier of a condom, Mom grabbed my cock directly. She then widened the gap in her panties and rested my glans against her. But perhaps because she was in such a rush, she missed and scraped against her butt.
"Why, why are you like this, really…."
"Please, just calm down…."
"How can I calm—ugh…."
I calmed the impatient Mom with a kiss. Her ragged breathing, which had been fixated on my cock, gradually settled. I naturally turned her over and laid her down on the bed.
"Were you that desperate to do it?"
"You, you know… when you're doing housework…."
"Yes. Answer with a yes or no."
"……Yes."
I put a pillow under her waist to align her height with my cock. I touched her just in case, but she was already soaking wet, with no need for foreplay.
"Quickly… put it in…."
"……."
The mature side of her that always led me. The gentle side that cooked meals and handled housework perfectly. The professional side she showed at work. It was so different from the side I knew that it made me even more excited. I wanted to tease her.
"Put what in?"
"…You know what."
"……I want to hear it from your mouth, Mom."
"Are you going to keep doing this…?"
"That's the only way it'll get bigger."
"Haa… cock."
"I can't hear you—"
Mom looped her arms around my neck and pulled me down. Then, she whispered pleadingly in my ear.
"Cock… I want to put Junsu's cock inside me…!"
"……."
She looked so desperate that I couldn't tease her anymore. If I teased her any more, she’d probably get sulky.
"I'm sorry. For teasing you."
"I know, so hurry—hic…!"
"…!"
I rubbed against her entrance for a moment before sliding my cock inside. There was definitely a clear difference without a condom. And her pussy gripped my cock tightly, having finally cleared away the cobwebs.
"Haa…!"
Mom’s moan, heard after such a long time. It wasn't the restrained, sexy moan she usually gave me, but a raw, instinctual sound stripped of all refinement.
"Mom, your pussy is gripping so tight…?"
"Haa…! Because I was so backed up, ahh…."
Maybe that’s why. Seeing her impaled on my cock was just so adorable.