First Failure
[Swoosh...]
As the white mesh panties of the ajumma came into view, along with the dark bush and plump mound faintly visible beneath them, my resolve and focus from moments ago crumbled once again. The cards blurred right out of my sight.
[Clack! Ding!]
In the end, I couldn't focus on the game at all this round either, frozen stiff as I racked up another loss. Hyunjeong, having won the hand, gathered up her cards while glancing at me, a sly smile playing on her lips.
I knew it instantly. She'd deliberately spread her legs to distract me, flashing those panties on purpose...
And just like that, a famous movie scene flashed in my mind—the one where a glamorous actress famous for her curves teases a mark by flashing her panties.
'Damn, she got me...'
Rage boiled up at Hyunjeong for resorting to such sneaky, seductive tactics, but at the same time, I couldn't help feeling a twisted awe at her boldness—flashing sheer panties that left everything visible to an outsider, right in front of her husband and daughter.
Regardless of my inner turmoil, the game situation had turned hopelessly against me. The exact opposite of before the final round: Hyunjeong now held more than twice as many cards as I did. At this rate, I'd fail the quest without even putting up a fight.
I was confident I could win if I just ignored the view between her spreading legs when the game started. But ironically, I had zero faith in my ability to keep my eyes off her panties.
I'd learned from the last round that her panties shattered my focus, yet the moment that white mesh hinted at her silhouette, my eyes betrayed me, locking straight onto her crotch.
Hell, I'd have to close my eyes or shield my vision around the bell and cards. But as long as they were open, could I really stop them from drifting to her groin?
While I stewed in frustration, Hyunjeong flashed a sultry smile, sweeping up cards as she spoke.
"Alright, next round then❤️ If you lose this one too, Hyeong-sik, it's your last life?"
She had no idea about my looming quest failure, but I shot her a glare anyway. Thinking it was just playful, she met it with eyes dripping with allure.
Haaa... I'm losing my mind here...
Soon, Hyunjeong played her first card, kicking off what might be my final round of Halli Galli.
[Clack! Swoosh...]
The instant she set down her first card, she spread her legs again, exposing her panties and that lewd mound. Spotting it, I ducked my head low, accepting that I wouldn't see the bell.
'Please, Uncle or Jia, just glance her way a little. Make her close her legs... come on!'
But my wish went ungranted—no sign of Museong or Jia turning their heads. They just clutched their drinks, eyes glued to the cards around the bell.
While I fidgeted, desperate not to glimpse her crotch, I barely checked my own cards and played twice. Even lifting my head slightly to peek at hers felt risky with her skirt looming.
So I decided to play blind, relying solely on my hand.
[Clack! Clack! Clack!... Ding!]
But even as I emptied my hand, not a single five-fruit banana card appeared. The moment my last card left my fingers, her hand darted out—and the bell rang.
"I win❤️"
"Oppa, what're you doing~? You could've made five bananas with that last card..."
Hyunjeong's triumphant voice and Jia's teasing scold followed the bell, but my focus shattered to the window popping up over my glasses.
⌜Quest Failed!
10 points deducted as penalty.⌟
A flash blinked in the upper left, and the points display dropped from '12' to '2'.
'Kyaaaaaaaah!!! My hard-earned points!! 10 points could've bought two Penis Length Enhancers with change left over!'
My sky-high hopes of easy 20 points crashed into despair at losing 10 in a blink.
While I screamed internally and chugged my liquor, the game ended. Hyunjeong closed her legs, shuffled the deck, and prepped the next round.
"This is getting boring without stakes. How about we bet starting this round?"
"Sounds good, Mom... but on what?"
"Hmm... since we're drinking anyway, loser shots?"
Hyunjeong proposed with a seductive smile. Her scheme to get Museong and Jia drunk first was obvious to me, but our marks bought in without suspicion, and the next game began.
After the quest failure, starting the second game, Hyunjeong stopped spreading her legs and focused purely on the game, force-feeding penalty shots to Museong and Jia.
It pissed me off, but knowing her game, I played along without distraction this time.
As rounds progressed, their booze-soaked hands slowed, and they alternated last place nonstop.
"Ughhh... Mom, Oppa, I'm gonna rest in my room..."
"Urp... me too..."
Finally, sloshed from endless shots, they retreated to Jia's room and the sofa. Our plan complete, Hyunjeong slid over beside me.
"So, Hyeong-sik, wanna watch a movie to sober up a bit?"
[Swoosh...]
"Sure, ajumma."
I swallowed hard at her offer, as she gripped her skirt hem and slowly hiked it up, baring her smooth thighs, nodding eagerly.
[Click click]
"Zzz... Zzzz..."
She flicked on some mindless flick with the remote, checked her snoring husband on the sofa, then grabbed my hand and guided it to her crotch.
With her drunk hubby passed out right there, Hyunjeong acted like a bitch in full heat, pulling a young guy's hand to her pussy. And seeing it, my cock throbbed hard in response.
The lively game-room vibe turned sticky thick with just us two.
[Swoosh]
My hand first landed on her springy thigh, sliding inward. Hers followed, softly rubbing the massive bulge straining my pants.
Soon, my fingers hit those white mesh panties that had mesmerized me earlier—the squishy give of her fat labia, slick with juices soaking through.
[Creak... Slurrrp! Pant pant!]
As I kneaded her thick mound through the sheer mesh, Hyunjeong unzipped me, hauled out my raging cock, and started a slow second handjob of the day after lunch.
Whatever played on the huge TV didn't matter—we poured every nerve into groping and teasing each other's genitals, our breaths growing hotter, rougher.
Any bitterness from losing 10 points to the failed quest had long vanished under surging arousal.
"Ajumma, look at this red-hot iron rod. Doesn't it look scorching?"
"Mmm... wonder just how rock-hard it is?"
A sex pun slipped out as I ground against her hot, sloppy hole watching the movie. She gripped my rigid shaft tight, playing along.
Handjob from a married woman while her husband snored behind us, trading filthy talk... the lewdness warped my brain, precum oozing nonstop from my twitching urethra, slicking her hand.
[Schlick~ Schlorp schlorp]
Her expert, creamy strokes nearly bucked my hips—I held back, fingering her chewy slit. Then, with her free hand, she pointed upstairs.
"Oh yeah, Hyeong-sik. Did you finish that kimchi I gave you last time?"
"Dunno... mind's blank. Should I head up and check?"
"Yeah? If it's gone, I'll pack more. Let's go up together and see."
"Sure, ajumma."
Innocent on the surface, but pure excuse—cover to slip upstairs to my rooftop room without raising eyebrows.