Chapter 13: The End of the Second Homework
Chapter 13: The End of the Second Homework
Sohee, who was trying to head to the cafe which was the final hurdle, and her son, who said he would go home first.
The live broadcast was still turned on.
As they left the restaurant, Jihoon asked.
"Omma, shall we go home now?"
Sohee decided that she needed to pause the broadcast for a moment. She picked up her phone, looked at the live screen, and said.
"Everyone, I'm going to talk with my ahdeul for a moment and regroup. I'll be right back~"
Ttik.
She turned off the live broadcast.
Finally, if she just went to the cafe, the blackmailer's final hurdle, the homework would be a success. There was still about an hour and a half left. If she just endured a little longer and went home, it seemed like it would be perfect.
Sohee hesitated for a moment and asked as a formality.
"No... Omma is going to have a cup of coffee at the cafe. You go home first."
Jihoon shook his head and replied.
"I want to drink coffee too. Let's go together."
Sohee let out a sigh inwardly.
'...Now... to the cafe... how am I supposed to endure this... If Jihoon is next to me... it seems like it will be... even harder to hold back...'
Inevitably, she answered in a small voice.
"Alright... Then let's go together."
Jihoon smiled brightly and nodded.
Sohee walked side by side with her ahdeul, repeatedly pulling down the hem of her short skirt. The vibration of the vibrator was felt deeper inside every time she took a step.
After talking with her ahdeul, she picked up her phone and turned the live broadcast back on.
Ttik.
"Everyone, I am currently on my way to a cafe near home with my ahdeul. We plan to have a cup of coffee and go home~ Please send lots of chats."
The screen naturally captured the walking street, her smiling face, her short skirt, and her black stockings.
The chat window started scrolling up rapidly.
The two walked side by side.
The short pleated skirt swayed slightly every time she moved her steps, and her soft thighs were precariously exposed over the black stockings. The vibration of the vibrator pressed closer inside with every step, intermittently stimulating her G-spot.
Sohee tried to maintain a distance from her ahdeul by repeatedly pulling down the hem of her skirt.
Jihoon asked quietly beside her so it wouldn't be heard on the broadcast.
"Omma, where are you going for a cafe?"
Sohee also answered quietly off-screen.
"Near home... I'm going to go somewhere quiet. Since I have to do the broadcast too."
She forced a bright voice. But inwardly, her concentration kept getting scattered by the vibration of the vibrator.
'Please... just don't make a sound... Jihoon is right next to me...'
They arrived at the cafe.
Sohee purposely looked for a seat without people.
As luck would have it, a small window seat was empty.
Sohee sat by the window and recommended the opposite seat to Jihoon.
"Let's sit here."
"Okay."
As soon as Jihoon sat down, Sohee took out her phone and turned the live broadcast back on.
Ttik.
"Everyone, we've arrived at the cafe now. I came here with my ahdeul. We'll drink a simple beverage and go home~"
The chat window scrolled up rapidly.
[sohee_fan01] You're together with your ahdeul haha
[daily_mom] Your face is unusually red today
[beauty_lover] Your skirt is way too short, it's making me nervous
Looking at the chat window, Sohee smiled gently and looked at the menu.
However, the insides of her thighs were already damp with love juices, and the vibration of the vibrator felt even stronger in her sitting position.
She tried to cross her legs to reduce the vibration even a little bit.
Jihoon asked.
"Omma, what would you like?"
"Americano... I'll just have an Americano."
She kept her voice as calm as possible, but her fingertips were trembling minutely.
'Now... the time is 1 hour... Can I... endure it...?'
She thought she might be able to endure it, but
due to the vibration that had lasted for 4 hours, the sensation in her lower abdomen was already extremely sensitive,
and she was gradually losing confidence.
It felt like she couldn't endure anymore.
Uung uung uung——
The vibrator was still,
ceaselessly vibrating her most sensitive spot.
While waiting for the coffee, she could no longer endure the pleasure surging like a wave from below.
While her ahdeul went to get the coffee, amidst the silence left by the empty seats, the climax began to rise fiercely once again.
Goosebumps broke out all over her body. A shudder spread from the tips of her fingers to her toes like an electric current. Her whole body trembled violently, and the table shook minutely. Tears welled up slightly in her eyes.
She hurriedly muted her live-streaming phone and turned the screen backward. She could no longer show her face to the viewers.
And she gripped the table tightly with both hands. She exerted enough strength to turn her fingers white as she met the climax.
"Hikkeut...! Ha-eut...! Aang...!"
An unbearable moan burst out from her mouth. A raw sound that she would never normally make echoed softly inside the cafe.
Pooshut—— Pooshushooshut——
Without a sanitary pad, urine and love juices poured out all at once. Her panties and stockings were soaked through in an instant, and the cafe chair and floor became smeared with transparent, hot liquid.
Her lower body was already convulsing regardless of her will. Her whole body trembled quiveringly at the intense climax she was experiencing for the first time. Forgetting even her shame, she simply surrendered her body to the oncoming pleasure.
At that moment, her ahdeul's voice was heard.
"Omma?"
Startled, she raised her head with tears pooling in her eyes.
Her ahdeul was standing frozen in place, holding a tray. He was looking at her stark, naked-truth appearance—— her wet skirt, damp chair, and quivering legs——with slightly startled eyes.
The fact that she had been caught by her ahdeul rushed over her with shame and embarrassment. Clenching her eyes shut, she said in a trembling voice.
"Help me... ahdeul..."
Jihoon took off the shirt he was wearing without a word. Then he quietly covered his omma's lower body with that shirt.
"Omma. Please sit still."
He went to the counter and brought back a bunch of tissues. He wiped up the pooling liquid on the floor and carefully wiped the tracks running down his omma's legs as well. After that, he supported Sohee and led her to the restroom.
In front of the women's restroom.
For his quivering omma, he opened the door and said.
"Omma, finish up and come out. I'll wrap up the live stream for you."
And he closed the door.
As soon as the door closed, Sohee slumped down onto the bathroom floor and cried.
"Heuk... Heukheuk..."
She had failed the homework.
On top of that, she had even shown her dirty appearance to her ahdeul.
Her lower body was completely soaked. She slowly got up, sat on the toilet bowl, locked the door, and
took off the shirt her ahdeul had wrapped around her.
Following that, she took off her heavily soaked stockings and panties.
Hot love juices and urine dripped drip-drip.
She threw them away forcefully into the trash can as if tossing them.
Tung——
And she began to pull out the vibrator that had been inside her vagina for a long time.
Pong——
"Ha-ang...!"
The pink pill-shaped vibrator glistening with love juices was still vibrating terrifyingly.
Uung—— Uung—— Uung-uung——
Filled with anger, she threw that into the trash can with all her might as well.
Kang——!
The vibrator broke and shattered into pieces.
Only then did the vibration stop.
With no panties on, she moved her trembling lower body toward the sink.
And she turned on the water and washed her face.
Her water-soaked face reflected in the mirror was a mess with tears and a flush.
"Haa... Now... what should I do..."
She was at a loss as to how to face her ahdeul from now on.
Standing at the sink, Sohee gripped the shirt her ahdeul had taken off and handed to her.
From the shirt, alongside Jihoon's body temperature, the scent of a familiar yet unfamiliar man wafted out. The smell of soap, a slight hint of sweat, and the unique fragrance of a young male stimulated the tip of her nose.
She unconsciously brought her face close to the shirt. She pressed her nose against it and slowly inhaled the scent.
'...Jihoon...'
At that moment, a corner of her chest fluttered strangely.
She couldn't even distinguish whether it was simply a mother's heart worrying about her ahdeul, or a romantic attraction felt toward him as a member of the opposite sex.
The actions of her ahdeul—covering her up without a word when she collapsed at the cafe earlier, wiping the floor, and leading her all the way to the restroom—kept lingering in her mind.
The sensation when his hand touched her legs, his low and calm voice, and the way he handled the situation calmly despite being flustered.
'...Since when... did he become a man?
Our ahdeul...'
She hugged the shirt tight against her chest. The remaining warmth transmitted through the fabric strangely stabilized her heart while shaking it at the same time.
Her feelings toward her ahdeul were slowly, but clearly, changing.
Whether it was love, dependence, or something beyond that.
Without even realizing it, her feelings toward her ahdeul were growing larger and larger.
And a deep sense of frustration over failing the homework given by the blackmailer rushed over her.
The blackmailer's chat flickered before her eyes.
'Ah... No... Let's take care of this first...'
She shook her head to resolve the current situation first.
She wiped her thighs and pudenda with tissue from the sink.
"Aaht..."
Every time the tissue touched her swollen flesh, a tingling shudder rose up. Her nether regions, stimulated by the vibrator for a long time, were swollen red and had become extremely sensitive. Even a slight brush made a small moan rise up to her throat.
"Heu-ng..."
She clenched her teeth and carefully wiped away the remaining love juices.
After that, she pulled her skirt down as far as possible to try and ensure her thighs weren't exposed. Her stockings and panties had already been discarded in the trash can.
She wrapped her ahdeul's shirt around her hip area to cover up any visible wet traces.
After letting out a sigh,
she opened the door with trembling hands and stepped out of the restroom.