The Unwanted Boundary
"........" The morning erection wakes me up. The feeling of being squeezed so tight that I can't even sleep if I wanted to forces my eyes open.
"...?" As I sit up, my hand catches on something. Even if I accept that I'm naked because of what happened yesterday, I should have thrown all my clothes on the floor. The texture, at least, isn't my boxer briefs.
"........" I lift it up and unfold it. It’s Mom’s underwear. The pair I caught a glimpse of yesterday—the one that looked sexy even without any flashy decorations. I didn't get a good look since I took them off so quickly, but so that's what they look like. But why are they here? Did Mom forget them and leave them behind?
"........" First priority: get these into the laundry basket. To think they’d inject such tension into my relaxed morning body. That’s Mom for you.
"........" But as I alternate my gaze between my erect cock and the underwear, something starts churning inside me. The material and shape, pointlessly stimulating my instincts, make it impossible to stop. Mom helped me finish last night, but I decided to pretend that this, too, was something Mom was doing for me.
"Haa..." A breath I couldn't hold back any longer. Feeling the faint, lingering scent of Mom, I continued the rubbing motion. It had been a while since I did it myself, so it was a bit tough.
"Sss-huff... Haa..." The underwear, warmed by my breath. I wanted to rub against them, but the last shred of my reason screamed that that was the one thing I couldn't do, so I stopped.
"........" Once I’d started, it was too late to turn back. If I stopped here, I’d ruin my whole day.
"Ugh..." I quickly grabbed some tissues and spilled everything into them. My family would be walking around outside in the living room. The thrill of doing this alone made the sense of guilt feel insane.
"Haa..." As my cock went limp, the post-nut clarity hit. Come to think of it, today was the day Chaeyu had to go to work in the afternoon, and Mom said she was taking the day off. The only ones waking up in the morning were Dad and me.
"Whew." I successfully tossed Mom's underwear into the laundry basket, avoiding anyone's gaze. If I hadn't taken that load off earlier, I would have lost half my day.
"Are you up?"
"Yeah. Are you going to eat, Dad?"
"No, just make me some coffee."
"Okay."
Our house without the women is just like this. If we eat breakfast, we eat together; otherwise, Dad just drinks coffee and leaves for work. It’s always been like this. Now that I see it, I realize a family really needs more people. I’m glad the two of them reunited.
"Dad’s heading out."
"Yeah. Have a good day."
"Right. You be careful on your way, too."
"Yeah."
After Dad left, I was left alone in the living room. Mom should have been up by now, but perhaps she was exhausted, as she didn't come out today.
"Yawn..."
"Oh, what’s the occasion? You’re usually the one Mom has to wake up."
"I had to pee."
"...Ah. I see."
Chaeyu came out, blinking her eyes. She must still be sleepy, as she wasn't filtering her words. A grown girl saying she had to pee... what is that? Saying she had to pee. ...It’s strangely heart-fluttering.
"Are you eating, Oppa?"
"Yeah. Do you want some?"
"No. I’m going to sleep."
"Okay."
After going to the bathroom, Chaeyu sat in front of me. She watched me eat while playing on her phone.
"Didn't you say you were going back to sleep?"
"I woke up after going to the bathroom."
"Where’s Mom?"
"She’s sleeping. She said she’s resting because she came in late yesterday."
"What time did she get in?"
"12:30, maybe...?"
"Aha."
"Did this happen a lot before she came back?"
"Yeah. She came home late all the time and just went to sleep. That’s right. Back in the day, we had a huge fight because she couldn't make it to my open house because of that."
"That’s a bit unfortunate."
"It’s fine now. I was young back then and didn't really know what kind of work she did, so that’s why I acted that way."
It does hurt quite a bit when that happens during an open house. It’s a rare, good opportunity to show my parents off. Of course, that’s only limited to elementary school; by the time you're a middle schooler, many students don't want their parents to come. You don't want to feel self-conscious about your parents for no reason.
"Have a good day."
"Yeah. You have a good day too."
"Mm—" *Chu.*
I got a "have a good day" kiss from Chaeyu today. As I pulled her into a slightly lingering hug, I felt her scent.
"Yawn..."
The fact that the day had come where I was driving Mom's car alone made me secretly excited. But since I was alone, I blasted the music to keep from getting sleepy and headed to work.
♠
"You're here~?"
"...Hello."
Sookmo, still acting more affectionate toward me than necessary. But that ends today. Today, I really must speak up without holding back. That’s the best path for Sookmo, and for me.
"Manager Jang."
"Yes~?"
"How about we eat out today?"
"What’s the occasion~? I’d love to~"
"Yep."
As expected, Sookmo was being affectionate as always. It wasn't just her clinging to me; she was doing it in a way that seduced me, just like that day, making me swallow my saliva involuntarily.
"Junsu. Could you organize this?"
"Yes."
It had been a while since I heard Sookmo’s professional, office-like tone. Just as I felt relieved and took the documents, I noticed a Post-it note.
[You dressed up nicely today?]
"........"
It was a compliment that would make anyone’s heart flutter, but it was still burdensome. She only offered various compliments or light physical contact, but that was exactly why it was even more terrifying. I was afraid she might be pulling strings behind my back in places I couldn't see. That’s why I had to end it today. I had to end it now.
"Oh~ this place is delicious~"
"You know your stuff."
Lunchtime. I went out to eat with Sookmo. Assistant Manager Kang was avoiding eating with Sookmo, telling me he was grateful to me.
"I’ll pay today."
"Really~? Thank you~"
"You’ve always been the one paying, so I should pay sometimes."
Sookmo had been buying me lunch constantly. I wasn't a new hire, and I wasn't strapped for cash. On top of that, she kept buying expensive meals over 20,000 won, so I had agreed that I wouldn't eat unless it was at the company cafeteria. Even then, the food never really went down properly whenever we ate together.
"That was delicious~ Thank you~"
"...Sookmo."
I didn't think it was polite to talk while eating, so I only opened my mouth after we had finished. Sookmo was clearly the one acting wrongly, but I was the one trembling. ...Well, I had my share of fault, too.
"Junsu. Outside, you should call me Manager Jang—"
"I have something to tell you."
"What is it~?"
"...From now on."
I made up my mind yesterday. Let’s stop. Let’s not do things that worry Mom and Chaeyu. In the first place, you have a husband who—no.
"I’d like you to stop."
"...Stop what?"
Sookmo’s affectionate expression darkened, as if she had guessed. She just stared at me, as if waiting for my next words.
"Things like this. The way you... pay so much attention to me."
"........"
"I’m sorry to say this, but... honestly, it’s a bit burdensome."
I said it. Honestly, after I said it, I felt incredibly sorry. If I had just held back, this wouldn't have happened in the first place.
"So that’s how it was... it was burdensome..."
Sookmo took a sip of water and set the glass down. I met her angry eyes head-on, but I didn't look away. If I looked away here, I’d lose.
"But we promised. We promised not to ignore each other."
"I’m not saying I’ll ignore you. It’s just... I want to go back to our original relationship. Like when we first met."
"........"
Like when I first returned to this company, and you treated me as a superior. That’s the kind of relationship I want. Like Sookmo said, forgetting about what happened that day.
"I understand. I went too far, didn't I?"
"........"
"I won't do it anymore. Just as you want, Junsu. I’ll treat you as a subordinate."
"...I’m sorry."
"What are you sorry for~? In the first place... I shouldn't have done that."
Sookmo forced a smile. That smile was tinged with sorrow and disappointment.
"I’m the one who’s sorry. It was burdensome, wasn't it? I was the one who said let’s pretend that day never happened... but I keep thinking about it..."
"No. I think about it too. I keep thinking about it... so I just want to end it before it gets any bigger."
"I see... we should end it."
I drank some water to soothe my parched throat. Once I set the glass down, the surroundings seemed to go quiet.
"........"
"........"
The atmosphere became incredibly awkward. I knew it would turn out like this. But I had to say it. There is no secret that can be hidden forever.
"Then, shall we go now—ugh?!"
"...!"
Suddenly, the color of the Manager's blouse darkened near her chest. As the stain spread, the Manager covered her chest and curled her body.
"Are you okay...?!"
"It... it seems to have come out again..."
"What... ah."
Seeing the darkened color, I could roughly guess. Right now, the Manager—no, Sookmo—was leaking breast milk again.
"Why all of a sudden..."
"...I think it’s because I’m nervous."
"Let’s go inside for now. At least wear my cardigan."
"...Thank you."
It was a good thing I brought a cardigan because the office was cold. At least it could cover up Sookmo’s current state. I could just ask her to wash it and give it back later—
"Junsu..."
"Yes?"
"Can I ask you one last favor?"
"What is... it?"
"This... please stop it."
"........"
Sookmo said, pointing to her chest. Her blouse was noticeably stained. If she left it like this, not only would she be unable to work, but rumors would spread in an instant.
"...I understand."
We quickly found a place to rest and entered a nearby motel. Even though it was broad daylight, this place had a dark and cold atmosphere. Since it was a self-service motel, I grabbed the first room I saw and went in.
"Haa..."
With only the two of us left, Sookmo took off the cardigan. Her blouse had been soaked for a long time. Following the cardigan, she took off her blouse as well.
"........"
Sookmo’s small chest was revealed. Even the pads in her bra were soaked, to the point where they were ready to be thrown away. Sookmo took off her bra without hesitation. My eyes were drawn to her chest in an instant. Opaque droplets were forming at the tips of her nipples.
"...I just have to squeeze it, right?"
"Yes."
"........"
It was clearly an act of helping Sookmo, but I was having strange thoughts again. Even though I was the one who said let’s end it. I had stood on the threshold of temptation once again. *'Don't react...'*
I placed both hands on Sookmo’s chest. Just like last time, I squeezed her breasts to release the milk.
"Ugh...!"
The milk leaking from her chest little by little flowed down the back of my hands.
"Haa..."
"I’ll do it one more time."
"Yes...!"
Once again, I pressed her chest firmly. Pressing against her slight volume, the milk came out from the reaction. To avoid doing anything strange, I suppressed my dark desires as much as possible. The backs of my hands became sticky with breast milk.
"Junsu..."
"...Yes."
"That..."
"I’ll wash it off in a bit—"
"You can lick it."
"...What?"
I met Sookmo’s eyes. Sharp eyes, with her lids half-closed. But they were eyes mixed with complex emotions, suppressing shame while trying to seduce me.
"You can... lick it. The stuff on the back of your hand."
"........"
The moment she said that with those eyes, telling me to lick her breast milk, my eyes were fixed on the back of my hand.