Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: MILF-001 (9)
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That wrapped up the steamy phone sex with Choi A-ran.
It was quite a while later when Han Sa-rang finally stirred awake in bed.
She looked refreshed from such a deep sleep, her complexion even brighter than before.
"You're awake?"
I'd prepared some honey water for her, and she jumped in surprise.
Then, as the memories from earlier flooded back, her face flushed bright red.
"How... how long was I out?"
"Let's see. It's seven o'clock now, so a few hours. You seemed to be sleeping so soundly that I didn't want to wake you."
"...Ah. I see."
She fidgeted with her hands cutely, like she had something on her mind.
I decided to chase away those tangled thoughts of hers.
It's only natural for all sorts of random ideas to pop up after sex.
"Mother-in-law, mind if I...?"
I gently lifted her chin and pressed my lips to hers.
She flinched at the sudden kiss for a moment but soon relaxed, surrendering control to me.
—Smack... chuu... slurrp...
A long, gentle kiss—not too intense, but brimming with affection.
She'd transformed from mother-in-law into a shy young girl.
Her hands clasped tightly together, utterly focused on the sensations—it was adorable.
I spent a good long time teaching her the art of kissing.
From how to tangle tongues to the rhythm of breathing.
And even that naughty eye contact to connect.
She followed my lead without a word.
As time passed, she grew bolder, reaching out to me.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, sucking at my lips like she craved love itself.
But I pulled back just then.
Give too much too soon, and bad habits form.
With the kiss ending abruptly, she gazed at me with longing eyes.
"Heh. What's wrong? Want more?"
At my question, Han Sa-rang realized she'd lost her composure and hurriedly wiped the saliva from her lips.
I planted a quick peck on her cheek and stroked her hair.
"My dear mother-in-law, push too hard and you might pass out again. Let's take it slow. How about we head out and eat first? I've got dinner ready."
Her eyes went wide at that.
"You... you made dinner?"
"Yeah. Whipped up something simple with what we had in the fridge. Picked stuff you'd like."
I took her hand and led her to the kitchen.
No woman I'd ever cooked for had reacted poorly.
And sure enough, she beamed at the pasta on the table, positively delighted.
"Wow, my son-in-law can cook too? How'd you know I love pasta?"
Of course, I'd checked via the manager console, but I played it off like I'd just known.
"It was written all over your face. 'I love pasta.' Like that."
"...Tch. Whatever."
"Dig in. You must be starving."
But even after sitting down, she hesitated to touch her food.
Something was bothering her—she kept glancing toward the living room.
I could guess what it was.
Probably worrying about the embarrassing traces of her wild romp.
All that love juice and squirting like a fountain.
"Don't worry about the mess over there. I cleaned the floor and sofa spotless."
Only then did Han Sa-rang let out a relieved sigh.
Her cheeks tinted pink with shyness, she apologized to me.
"...Sorry. I was such a mess. I never dreamed I'd make such a scene. Showing my ugly side to my son-in-law at my age."
I shook my head at her apology.
"No, no. I was a little surprised, sure, but it actually made me happy. Like, 'My mother-in-law sees me as a man. She's this turned on by me.' It was reassuring."
I took her warm hand in mine, and her self-loathing expression softened a bit.
Sometimes, it's better to lighten the mood than act all serious.
Just cover the embarrassment with something even more fun.
"Haha. By the way, mother-in-law, those moans you let out? Wild. You're usually so prim and proper, but you made those sexy sounds. Super cute and hot."
She waved her hands in protest, a bashful smile on her face.
"Ugh, stop it. Cute? Be honest—wasn't it trashy? An old woman clinging to her son-in-law like that."
She seemed to want to maintain her dignity as the elder.
But I preferred her all messed up like this—it was right up my alley.
"Trashy? It got me ridiculously worked up. Truth is, when you passed out, I was dying. Wanted to go all the way with you right there. But you came so hard and left me high and dry. Totally blue-balled."
Han Sa-rang sneaked a peek at my crotch and asked.
"So... you've been holding back since then?"
Technically, I'd snuck one out during phone sex with Choi A-ran.
But better to let her feel indebted.
"Yup. Couldn't just take advantage of you passed out. Had to tough it out. Figured it'd go down eventually."
Feeling some sense of responsibility, she nodded solemnly and gripped my hand tight.
"If you're okay with it, we can right now. I'm no prize, but I'll do my best."
Her cute resolve cracked me up.
"Pfft. It's not a battle. I'll hold off today. My dick's twitching just looking at you, but I don't want to wear you out."
I twirled some pasta on my fork and fed it to her. She pouted a little but accepted it.
It was for my sake, sure, but deep down, she wanted to be held too.
To avoid any misunderstandings, I dangled a future promise.
"Instead, let's go on a date soon. Just us, nice and cozy."
"...A date? Won't people get the wrong idea?"
"Come on, who'd peg us as mother-in-law and son-in-law? Amusement park? School uniform date or something."
She freaked out and shot it down flat.
"No way. Absolutely not. Uniforms at my age? Mortifying."
I wheedled her gently.
Couldn't give up on dressing the mother-in-law in her daughter's uniform.
"Why not? It's just a costume. Besides, Ye-jin's old uniform's still around, right? You can wear that."
"...No, still. Would it even fit?"
I fed her another bite and whined playfully.
"You really won't? Even though I want it so bad? After all that service earlier? For real?"
Staring into her eyes like that, she soon sighed deeply and gave in.
"...Fine. But no laughing. Promise."
"Why would I laugh? Just thinking about it has me rock hard."
"...Sigh. It's so embarrassing. Not even sure Ye-jin's uniform would fit."
"Modern uniforms have good stretch. If not, we can rent one from a studio."
Realizing I wasn't backing down, she sighed again.
But she had no idea.
The more embarrassed and shy she got, the crazier it drove a guy like me.
"Ahh, I can't wait. My heart's already pounding thinking about dating you, mother-in-law."
Dress her in that tight daughter’s uniform and fuck her like animals all over the park.
She seemed to catch a hint of my ambitions, her cheeks flushing pink.
"...I don't know about this. If you pretend not to know me when it's embarrassing later, you're dead."
"Haha, no chance. I'd be too busy showing you off. Crazy to ignore a beauty like you. Gonna keep you glued to my side all day."
I fed her another bite, and she took it primly.
"...So, when? The amusement park?"
"Hmm. Since we're doing it, how about next week? Don't wanna wait too long. You busy?"
She thought for a moment, checking her schedule, then shook her head.
"No, Thursday through Saturday's free. Then?"
"Perfect. Feels like a dream, though—dating my mother-in-law. How about you? This relationship with me... no regrets or pressure?"
She pondered my question.
Then flashed a pretty smile and answered.
"Doesn't it depend on the son-in-law? Whether I see you as one... or as my man. Who knows?"
Her cheeky reply made me chuckle.
"You know, you already called me 'honey' earlier. When you were sucking me off on the sofa, you kept crying it out."
Not remembering clearly, she covered her mouth in disbelief and denied it.
"...Liar. No way."
"Don't believe me? Fine. But after we do it once, it'll slip out naturally."
At my confident words, she shyly looked away.
She must have sensed it faintly during her blackout.
That real sex—not just foreplay—would change everything irreversibly.
Turning her from mother-in-law into a bitch in heat.
Her instincts probably told her as much.
But she put on a front, denying it.
At her age, she had her pride.
"...Hmph. You think too little of me. Just 'cause I don't have much experience? It's not that bad."
Her ridiculous defiance just made me laugh.
Like a tiny, precious puppy yapping away.
"We'll see. Might have to bring my A-game. Send you to heaven and earn all your love, mother-in-law."
She pouted at my teasing.
But she still eagerly accepted the pasta I fed her.