Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Let's Have a Drink with Teacher
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"This is the last of the boxes, right?"
"Yeah. It's going so much faster with the two of us."
The truck, packed full of stuff, was emptied in no time flat.
"Thanks to you, we finished super quick."
"If you'd done it alone, Teacher, you'd have smashed every dish in the place."
I picked up the last remaining box.
Teacher gathered up the smaller items and led the way ahead of me.
She was dressed in light, comfortable clothes, like she'd just thrown something on from home.
Just watching her back made my dick twitch like it was ready to stand at attention.
'With that killer body, she's been the fantasy for so many guys... the ultimate jerk-off material.'
I took a moment to admire Teacher's voluptuous figure, silently thanking her for her generosity.
Those insanely sexy thighs holding up her huge tits and ass.
And her smooth skin looked so white and firm, you wouldn't believe she was in her thirties.
"Jinwoo. Just set that down over here. And wait a sec, okay?"
Teacher grabbed a rag and started wiping down the room.
On her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor.
Her loose T-shirt hung open, revealing the deep valley of her cleavage swaying inside.
Those massive tits dangling and jiggling downward—it was seriously hot.
'Whoa... even seeing it again, damn.'
Now she turned around, cleaning every corner meticulously.
Not quite as impressive as her tits, but her huge ass was perked up tight from the position, wobbling enticingly.
"You can come in now. Sorry the room's so cramped—kinda embarrassing."
"It's got the exact same layout as my place anyway."
"Oh! You're right, now that you mention it."
Teacher realized I lived upstairs and broke into a bright smile.
"I never imagined you'd be living here, Jinwoo. I'm so thrilled."
We sat down and caught up on everything.
"Why'd you move here all of a sudden?"
"I finally went independent this time. Mom's watching the kid for a bit."
Why this neighborhood, though?
It's near the university, so rent's cheap, but it's pretty noisy at night.
"You know that cram school nearby?"
"Yeah, just a bit farther down the main road, right?"
I've even been there before.
Yoon Soyoung studied there.
"I'm going to be teaching there. Not as a schoolteacher, but... this time it's a full-time gig, not contract."
She smiled brightly, but there was a hint of bitterness in her expression.
It looked like the face of someone who'd been rejected from every school she applied to and had no other options—kinda heartbreaking.
"Oh, congrats, Teacher! That's awesome!"
"Thanks. First time independent in thirty years—I'm kinda excited."
"So you're starting work tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Feels bad leaving the kid with Mom, but I've gotta take responsibility for her alone from now on."
"......"
"Can't just sit around forever thinking about the kid. Gotta hustle and earn."
We kept chatting after that, sharing stories from the time since graduation.
Time flew by unnoticed as the conversation flowed.
After a while, Teacher checked the time on her phone and spoke up.
"Um... Jinwoo."
"Yeah?"
"Thanks so much for helping with the move today. But... what to do? I gotta head out now."
"Ah, no worries! It's fine."
"If I'd known you lived here, I'd have scheduled later. Sorry! Moving day means jjajangmyeon, right?"
She'd made plans with friends ahead of time since she finally had some alone time.
"Nah, we live close by—we'll see each other plenty. Really, it's cool!"
"Okay, Jinwoo. Teacher will treat you to something yummy next time."
I headed out of the room.
As I started up the stairs, Teacher called me back.
"Jinwoo, hold on!"
She came out of the room with a big shopping bag and handed it to me.
"The breast milk soap I mentioned last time. You wouldn't give me your address, so I held onto it. Take it up with you."
"Oh... sure. Thanks, I'll use it well."
Teacher's gift in the shopping bag.
I'll treasure it, Teacher.
As I climbed the stairs, I looked down to see her waving with a huge smile.
She must've rushed out mid-shower—no bra at all.
Her big tits bounced freely inside the T-shirt.
......Truly a gracious teacher's heart.
I burned that image into my eyes and headed back to my room.
After Hana's afternoon class ended, I headed straight home.
Should've eaten dinner at the student cafeteria.
Nothing edible in my place.
'Delivery food's getting old...'
What can you do.
I opened the delivery app to browse dinner options when an unknown number called.
-Hello? Oh! A guy actually picked up?
Rowdy noise.
Loud voices came through the phone.
"Hello? Who's this?"
-Hi! I'm a friend of Yujin's— what's your relationship with our Yujin?
......Yujin?
Did she mean Teacher Shim Yujin?
-Yujin's super drunk right now! You might wanna come pick her up.
Then Teacher's voice came through the phone.
-Hey! It's not like that! And he's still a student. Hooking me up with a divorcee like me would be rude.
The line went quiet for a moment.
After the awkward silence, the friend who called first apologized.
-Sorry. Saw an unfamiliar guy's number in Yujin's phone. She doesn't have many contacts.
"Ah... no problem."
-Didn't know he was her student. Sorry!
The call ended, and Teacher's number rang right after.
-Sorry. Did that bother you? My friends are a bit drunk.
"Nah. Where are you right now?"
-Huh? Yeouido area. Why?
"I haven't had dinner yet. If your plans are done, can you treat me to something tasty now?"
-Huh? Well... the gathering's over. Wanna come here?
"Yeah. Send your location. I'll be right there."
I arrived at the place Teacher told me about.
A small, cozy pub in Yeouido.
Well-dressed office workers and adult men and women were drinking and chatting in their groups.
Way different vibe from college bars.
Teacher sat alone in the corner booth.
And next to her, some middle-aged guys were hitting on her.
They ogled her chest openly while chatting her up.
How many times a day had she dealt with stares like that?
I hurried over, pushed the guys aside, and slid into the seat.
"Teacher. I'm here."
"Oh! Jinwoo!"
The guys slunk away with disappointed looks as I approached.
Teacher beamed happily.
"Sit down quick. You got here faster than I thought."
As I sat, she pulled down the curtain next to us.
"Being alone, people kept staring—it was so uncomfortable. First time seeing someone solo in a pub?"
It's not that—it's your body drawing all the eyes.
"I was gonna keep the curtain down but waited to pull it when you got here."
"Smart move."
Just one curtain, and the atmosphere shifted completely.
A small, private space cut off from the outside.
With a nice buzz going, Teacher had a different aura from usual.
The pub lighting, maybe.
The timid, hesitant teacher was gone—replaced by a sultry, mature milf vibe.
She seemed pretty wasted already.
Looked like she was in a great mood.
"Something good happen? You're smashed."
"Am I? It's been forever since I drank."
"Your friends head out first?"
"Yeah. They all went off to their boyfriends or husbands. Just me left alone."
The server brought over drinks and snacks.
She must've ordered ahead before I arrived.
"Jinwoo. Have a drink."
Pouring for her student, she didn't talk down—used both hands politely.
Something about it in the pub vibe made my heart race.
"Wait. You're still a student, right? Should you be drinking?"
"Teacher. I've done my military service."
"Oh, right! Hehe... You still look like a high schooler in uniform to me."
"Come on, how big's the age gap anyway."
A drink or two in, and our drinking session heated up nicely.
Bubble bubble.
The pre-ordered fish cake stew boiled, white steam rising between us in the tight space.
"Jinwoo. Why are you staring like that?"
Teacher's tongue slightly slurred.
Maybe her heavy tits were weighing her down—she'd rested both on the table.
Her enormous rack took up half the table space.
Those tits propped up there were insanely tempting.
"Pass me that water over there."
I handed her the iced water next to me.
Teacher was so buzzed her grip slipped, and she dropped the bottle.
"Eek! Cold!"
The water poured straight onto her tits resting on the table.
Her pink bra showed through the soaked white blouse.
Every time she flapped her shirt to fish out the ice, her breasts flashed into view.
My dick hardened at the sight.
Throb!
......Yeah.
Been too horny for a while now.
As she wiped her chest with napkins to dry off, I said to Teacher,
"Teacher. That soap you gave me earlier. Tried it out—it's amazing."
"Oh? Good! I'll bring you more later."
"Feels bad just taking it, though."
"Nah, it's fine! I've got tons left."
"Give me your account. I'll at least send you the material costs."
"No way! I'm not taking money from you."
I gazed at her earnestly, pouring all my desire to pay into my eyes.
"It'd make me feel too guilty just taking it."
"Hmmm... Fine. You're staring so intensely."
Payment completed.
A brief silence followed.
Then, in a Yeouido pub filled with after-work office workers, Teacher slowly began peeling off her wet shirt.