#13 Scenario: The Confused Pubescent Boy
Breathing felt uncomfortable, but her tongue didn't rest, relentlessly sucking on Siu's balls.
In the cold weather, his shrunken balls grew slick with Woo Da-hee's saliva.
"Slurp... gulp... mmph...!"
Every time her tongue lapped at the wrinkled skin, the hairs on his balls scratched against it.
"Ngh, sis... sis, I'm gonna cum..."
Calling out "sis" repeatedly as a signal, she stopped sucking and immediately moved her face to his glans.
With the tip in her mouth, she glanced up slyly. Siu was grimacing, focusing intently.
Squeeze.
Pressing down hard on Woo Da-hee's head, he couldn't hold back the surging urge to ejaculate and unleashed it straight into her mouth.
Gulp!
A thick, musky taste—concentrated like the essence of his scent—filled her mouth completely, briny and lewd.
There was so much it was hard to contain it all.
"Slurp..."
Inhaling, the smell of Siu's semen spread everywhere.
"Mmph..."
Her cheeks bulged like a squirrel's, packed with the lukewarm, jelly-like semen.
Worried there might still be more left, she pursed her lips and sucked harder.
"Sluuurp..."
Only after emptying everything did Siu relax his grip on her head, leaning back comfortably and exhaling ragged breaths.
"Haaa... sis..."
Woo Da-hee squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed the mouthful of semen.
"Gulp... phew..."
"S-sis, you could've spit it out..."
Since he'd already cum inside her before, spitting it out wouldn't matter, but his semen was good for women—better to swallow than waste it.
Wiping her moist eyes, she rose slowly and sat beside him.
"Hng... your scent is all over my mouth, Siu..."
The aroma of his semen was intensely thick.
Even after swallowing, the sticky residue lingered.
"Sorry..."
"No, no. I'll do anything I can for you."
Woo Da-hee smiled warmly, soothing the sensitive pubescent boy.
"When you grow up and become an adult, treat sis to a big meal~."
"Of course. You bet."
Siu's eyes burned with determination—he meant it. Though young, he seemed to be growing into a real man.
Grab.
Suddenly clutching Woo Da-hee's hand, Siu said with a serious face,
"Sis, thank you. For real. I always just receive... I'm so shy, I can't express it properly. But know this one thing—the person I love most in the world is you."
Stunned at first by his confession-like words, she soon smiled tenderly, realizing it was just a little brother's affection for his sister-in-law, not a romantic one.
"Hng~. Thanks, I appreciate it~."
Gazing at his upright growth, Woo Da-hee suddenly thought of having a son of her own.
§
The confession at the botanical garden that afternoon must have worked—Woo Da-hee was even more friendly and affectionate now.
"Everything okay with you, Siu?"
"Yep, I'm good right now."
Back home, she kept checking on me, eager to care for any need.
Even Choi Hyeok, returning from work, looked puzzled at me and Woo Da-hee.
"What's this kid—who's not even family—doing glued to my wife?"
"Hehe~, we went on a date and got closer~."
Even hearing "date," Choi Hyeok didn't bat an eye.
He just saw it as his wife playing with her much younger brother-in-law.
"Sis bought me a camera."
Boasting casually, I got a shrug from Choi Hyeok.
"Not with my card, right?"
"Nope~, I pulled out my own card for the first time in ages, just for our Siu~."
Woo Da-hee pressed right up against me, teasing along.
From the outside, we looked like a perfectly harmonious family—warmer than most.
And that's exactly how they saw it too.
"But bro, aren't you working too much?"
I asked, noting his early mornings and late nights—pure curiosity, not worry.
"I'm planning to expand the business, so it'll get busier."
He ran the company single-handedly, with far too few employees for its size.
"Sis must get lonely."
At my sympathetic tone, Choi Hyeok looked a bit guilty.
"I know, even without you saying, kid."
He ruffled my hair with a wry smile.
"Hng, is Siu worried about me? Sis is touched~. But it's fine~. I'll support him diligently until the business stabilizes~."
If I hadn't wedged myself between them, they'd have become that loving, caring couple.
I had no intention of ruining that—just slipping in a leg on the side.
Guilt-free pleasure.
Ever since getting the Scenario Book, I'd been hooked, with no desire to twist things into drama.
"Finish eating and go out with your sister-in-law. Guard the house."
"Got it~."
After dinner, the two headed out for errands.
Alone in the empty house, I seized the moment and grabbed the charging camera.
"Whoa, look at it shine."
Admiring it with awe, I turned it over in my hands.
Brand new, not a single scratch—it gleamed.
I'd only meant to pack a few clothes, but this was an unexpected bonus.
It'd definitely help with future scenarios.
"Got lenses too... later..."
I could crank up the quality, even make a scenario centered purely on filming.
This one was satisfying, but I was already hyped for the next.
"Ahem, focus on acting for now."
Playing the shy, quiet pubescent boy wasn't easy.
Woo Da-hee had no clue, just doting on her little brother with pure intent.
Watching honey drip from her eyes was entertaining in its own way.
"Should I just plant myself here permanently?"
With a scenario, becoming a live-in house husband wasn't impossible.
Though after it ended, I'd have to step out for the cooldown period.
§
Another day passed.
After seeing off the two from their dawn workout and breakfast, then waving goodbye to the early-departing Choi Hyeok, it was just me and Woo Da-hee in the house.
"Her reaction should be kicking in soon."
Yesterday, the sudden camera threw in an unplanned improv, but today was scripted.
The truths I'd crafted in [Pubescent Boy in Turmoil] were near-gospel.
[Pubescent Boy in Turmoil]
To Woo Da-hee, it was like required reading for any adult woman in the household.
[08:44]
Just before 9 a.m.
Opening the curtains revealed a deep blue sky outside.
The sunny weather contrasted with the razor-sharp chill wind sneaking through even a cracked window.
Stretching, I stepped out to advance the scenario.
"Sis~. Can I use any cup for water?"
Heading to the kitchen, I grabbed a cup from the cabinet and filled it from the purifier.
I felt Woo Da-hee glancing at me from the TV.
The [Pubescent Boy in Turmoil]'s strong addictiveness should have her craving my cock's scent, but she was holding back surprisingly well.
Filling the cup, I sat naturally beside her, pretending to watch TV.
Of course, my attention was all on Woo Da-hee.
Feeling her sidelong glances, I nearly burst out laughing.
"Siu~."
She played it cool too, striking up conversation.
"Yeah?"
"You okay today?"
"Huh?"
"No need for sis to help you out today~?"
It felt so forced—like she didn't care but was asking for my sake—that I smirked inwardly.
"I'm good. Thanks to sis helping yesterday, today feels fine."
"R-really?"
"Why?"
"Oh? Nothing~. Just~."
The morning dragged on with aimless TV-watching and subtle glances.
Neither of us brought it up first.
"Sis, I'm hungry..."
"Huh? Want sis to make food? Wait~."
Even during lunch, she sneaked peeks at my crotch.
After finishing, I stood where she could see, rubbing my groin.
"Hm? Hard?"
"Huh? No."
Dashing her eager hopes, I strung her along.
"Feels like you're waiting for it to get hard, though."
"Psh~."
She denied it, but her eyes wavered.
"Hmm... wanna check?"
The answer was predetermined, so before she could reply, I yanked my pants down to my thighs, revealing my flaccid cock.
Obviously, whipping out my dick in front of another man's wife was way off normal.
But to Woo Da-hee, even this confirmation had become commonplace.
"Y-yeah, it is~."
Her voice dripped with disappointment.
Approaching her, I said,
"You'd know for sure if you touched it."
Gently nudging her to do so.
"Hng, why~. Want sis to touch it?"
She didn't bite easily. Instead, she looked up with seductive eyes and a smile.
"Yeah, kinda embarrassing, right?"
No need for me to back down.
Pulling up my pants, she flinched.
In this quiet, warm, empty house with just a man and woman—there was only one game to play.
And since morning, Woo Da-hee's focus had been on my cock—her pussy was surely soaked without needing a suck.
"Sis, gonna do dishes."
"Oh, I'll help."
"Really?"
We pressed close at the sink for dishes.
A subtle silence.
Whoosh.
As water ran over the plates, our bodies brushed lightly, drawing tiny reactions from her.
But without me saying it was hard, she couldn't touch or suck.
At this point, I picked up the last dish, "accidentally" splashing water on my pants.
Splash!
Drip drip!
The classic soaked pants cliché.
True to form, Woo Da-hee reacted instantly.
"Oh no! You okay?"
"Yeah. Plate didn't break."
I rinsed and stowed it, then shook out my pants.
"Sis, got spare clothes?"
"Yeah, your bro's. Wait~."
Peeling off her gloves, she dashed to the bedroom and returned with Choi Hyeok's shorts.
His pants, sure—but to me, just some stranger husband's.
With him at work, it felt like I'd claimed the house as house husband.
Whoosh.
Hanging the offered shorts on a chair, I stripped off my pants blatantly for her view.
Thick bush and stubby cock, right in her face.
"Oh, right. Should I change inside? I used to change in front of you a lot before, slipped my mind..."
"No, no~. It's fine. Happens."
Her sparkling eyes locked on my cock.
I grabbed and shook it demonstratively.
Even though it was clean.
"M-maybe it's getting hard?"
She probed tentatively, but I shut it down firmly.
"Nope."
"O-oh?"
To soothe her longing, I tossed out a line.
"Sis, doesn't look dirty, but could you smell it? Wondering if I need a shower."
"Huh? Sure? Okay~."
Clueless, she knelt before me.
Fighting the twitch of arousal, I distracted myself to buy time.
Swallowing hard, she grasped my cock lightly with fingertips and pressed her nose to the shaft.
Sniffing it like a drug.
"Haa..."
Her exhaled breath tickled it teasingly, making it harden and swell gradually.
Meanwhile, entranced, she parted her lips to take it in.
"Sis, stop."