During the Call
"Hello? Ah… yeah. Long time no see."
When Father passed away, word came from both sides that the two of them had broken up.
I never heard the details, but she had probably been swamped with wedding preparations, then the news sent her into a full panic, so Noona must have unilaterally dumped him.
That was why, now that her head had cleared, the lingering attachment remained.
It was a situation that made my blood boil, but still.
"Yeah. Yeah… Me? I'm… doing fine. Yeah."
The heated atmosphere from moments ago vanished without a trace as Noona turned her gaze toward another man.
Even so, answering the phone right now? That was just wrong.
"Ji-chul…? Eek?!"
She stood, presenting her twitching ass to me while she talked.
Not even putting clothes on—chatting completely naked.
Was she planning to call him back later?
Who knew when the call would end.
Who knew when my cock would cool down.
"Me…? I'm doing well…!"
Noona shot me a look that said what the hell are you doing.
Ignoring that expression, I stabbed into her from behind with my cock.
Still beaded with cum at the tip, it painted lines across Noona's ass.
"Mm…? Nothing, no—hey…!"
While poking her rear with my cock, my hands tormented her sensitive nipples.
I lifted her breasts like soft pudding, then pinched the now-hypersensitive tips over and over.
Lewd moans began to thread through Noona's previously composed voice.
"Yeah…? Ji-chul…? Wh-what are you doing right nooow…?"
Her lips formed the shape of don't, yet she offered zero resistance.
Instead she pressed her ass back against my cock, the nuance clear: do more.
"……Tell him I'm not here."
"J-just… I'm alone."
Apparently he was asking whether she was with me.
Hearing Hyung's true feelings would be easier without me around, after all.
"Euk…!"
I shoved Noona against the wall, forcing her ass out.
Love juices dripped like honey from her entrance as I fingered it open.
"Yeah?! Ah, it's nothing! Really! I'm not busy or anythiiing…."
Flustered at first, she soon recovered her original breathing.
I wondered, half-curious, whether that wet squelching would carry through the phone.
Whether it did or not, I had no intention of stopping.
"What?! H-he…'s coming…?"
"…?"
While Noona caught her breath, I rolled on the second condom with practiced ease this time.
Now that I thought about it, raw really did feel better.
I rubbed the head alternately over her labia and clit, stretching her entrance wider.
"Ah, haah!"
I drove in all at once.
Noona's hips jerked as she clenched tight around me.
Panicked, she clamped a hand over her mouth; in the interval, Hyung Ji-young's voice came through the receiver.
"A-young-ah, is something really going on?"
"Ah, haah. Nooo… Outside the window… because of a bird…."
"I see."
Hearing Hyung's voice—completely oblivious—I slammed my hips harder.
The slap of flesh against flesh filled the room.
Noona clawed at the wall, toes curling, holding her moans in as best she could.
Watching her do everything else she wanted on her own only stoked my anger.
Who the hell do you think I'm doing this for right now.
Focus on me.
"As expected… it won't work, will it…?"
"Y-yeah! No need to come all the way to the house… I'll go…!"
"Okay. I can come though."
"R-really, it's fine, haah…!"
Now she was openly making lewd sounds, surrendering one arm to me.
I used that arm as a handle and began pounding as hard as I could.
No restraint needed—the raw collision of instinct turned into noise.
"I'll go, I'll gooo!"
"…!"
"Guh…!"
I clamped a hand over Noona's mouth and drove my hips upward.
Her soft ass crushed against my groin, and with that I came deep inside her.
Blocked completely by the condom, of course.
"Yeah, okay. You sound unwell, so I'll hang up here. See you later."
"U-uhh… okayyy…."
Her legs and voice gave out at the same time; Noona sank to the floor.
Breathing hard, she glared up at me.
"Why are you glaring."
"You suddenly did that…."
"……You shouldn't have answered the phone, Noona."
"But…."
"But what."
I pinned her to the wall again and spoke my true feelings.
"You're going to date him again now?"
"Ah, no… not that far yet…."
"Yet, huh. Meaning you might date him someday."
"Th-that's… we just agreed to meet today…."
"Why are you meeting him."
"Back then I acted selfishly. I thought I should apologize even now…."
"Can't I come along too?"
"……Sorry."
"……"
Noona pushed me away as she spoke.
Not her usual willful tone—just the word sorry.
That word meant no.
"I'm going."
Before I realized it she was hurriedly pulling on clothes.
"Noona."
"Yeah?"
"……Never mind. We'll talk when you get back."
"…Put some clothes on."
"Yeah…."
And so Noona left the house still unwashed, trailing the scent of a woman.
"Aigoo, I'm so tired…."
"We're already up here…."
"You try getting to this age. It's exhausting."
"Fair enough."
About a month later—the day of the Jeju trip.
We had come to Gimpo Airport and climbed from the subway to the departure hall when Mom started complaining of pain before we had even begun.
It was only a domestic flight to Jeju Island; would I end up like this once I reached her age?
"There's an udon place. Want some?"
"Mom can't eat much…."
"I'll finish whatever's left, so don't worry."
"Alright. Then I'll have this."
"……."
It was a morning flight, so we had gotten up before dawn and skipped breakfast.
After ordering at the kiosk we sat down.
"How long has it been since Mom last had udon."
"Right? More than ten years, I think."
"Wow… that long?"
"Yeah."
Ten years ago I had still been in middle school.
Hard to believe Mom had already been in her forties even then.
"Kitsune udon for table—where should I bring it~?"
"Over here."
Mom had ordered plain udon; I had ordered niku udon. Bowls began arriving one by one.
As expected, Mom managed only a few chopsticks' worth before declaring she was full and pushing the rest of the noodles onto me.
Fine by me. I loved udon.
"Ugh, I'm stuffed…."
"How can you eat so little. You need to eat properly if you want to stay healthy."
"Mom prefers Korean food."
"You said that. You already had kimbap."
"But kimbap first thing in the morning is a bit…."
"What am I supposed to do with you…."
A smile finally bloomed on Mom's face, which had been blank for so long.
How long had it been since we talked and laughed like this.
I was glad to see her smile, yet a quiet worry lingered.
What if this smile was only a fake one she wore because she was worried about us.
"But… is something going on with you two?"
"Huh? What?"
"You haven't said a single word to each other since yesterday."
"Nothing's wrong. We just don't have anything to talk about."
"Really…? You used to whisper together every night."
"…You're imagining things."
"……."
I had been certain she would stay behind because of the boyfriend she had gotten back together with, yet in the end she came along.
I still didn't know what had happened that day, but apparently the two of them were dating again.
When I heard that I was so dumbfounded I hadn't spoken a single word to her since.
If love could just be whatever you wanted it to be, how nice would that be.
Date when you feel like dating, break up when you feel like breaking up.
And still have someone who likes you anyway.
For me there had only ever been Noona.
"Anyway, Mom. We need to board now."
"Ah… right. Let's go."
After check-in we boarded the plane.
Mom's years of experience showed; even when I lied and claimed we needed passports she didn't fall for it.
"Mom, where do you want to sit?"
"I'll take the inside."
"……Noona."
"I… can sit by the window…?"
"Do whatever you want."
I sat between Mom and Noona and put on an eye mask.
The flight was only an hour or two, but Mom was already preparing to sleep, and with Noona… there was nothing left to say.
When I next opened my eyes we had already landed on Jeju Island.
"Mom. We're here."
"Are we…?"
Mom rose with a small yawn; Noona, who apparently hadn't slept, was still staring out the window.
"Should we head straight to the hotel first?"
"Yeah… let's rest a bit then go out."
The place we had booked was a five-star hotel.
One room, but two double beds, so sleeping arrangements were fine.
The moment we stepped inside, the sea and horizon beyond the land told us we were truly on Jeju.
"Haa… I'm exhausted."
"Mom, turn around. I'll give you a massage."
"Thanks, my son~"
After unpacking we headed out again.
Two nights and three days wasn't exactly generous, so we had to move quickly.
Lunch was a simple bowl of meat noodle soup, then we started hitting the sights.
First stop was Manjanggul, a lava tube cave.
Perfect for Mom, who loved sightseeing.
"Wow~ Son, look at this. It's so high!"
"Yeah."
Of course, for someone like me who preferred active things, the place left little impression.
Still, watching Mom enjoy herself gave me energy.
The cave stretched over seven kilometers, but for ordinary visitors like us only about one kilometer was open.
Even so Mom came out looking refreshed, as if that short stretch had been pure delight.
"Next…."
On Jeju, places outside the crowded tourist zones closed early in the evening, so we returned to the hotel for the dinner buffet.
True to its five-star status, the value was better than most restaurants.
"Thank you, son. For bringing me somewhere like this."
"Nothing to thank me for. And every place we went today, Noona researched. The hotel too."
"Really…?"
When Mom looked over, Noona averted her eyes.
Truth was, after everything I had planned to go with just Mom, but the itinerary and lodging Noona had prepared were so good I couldn't bring myself to ignore them.
Of course we hadn't spoken about anything else.
Even now I was only stating facts.
Mom still had no idea what had happened between us.
I had to say at least this much so she could feel at ease.
I still hadn't forgiven Noona.
She had abandoned me and chosen Hyung.
Looking at me like that wouldn't change a thing.
"Ji-chul."
"Let's go. Now."
"Yeah. Full stomach and warm back—I'm getting sleepy."
And so the first day of our family's first and last trip passed without incident.