Chapter 4: Chance
Chapter 4: Chance
Chapter 4: Chance
Chapter 4: Chance
After arriving home carrying the intoxicated Sohee, Jihoon quietly closed the front door.
Cheolkeok.
The house was silent.
His father was away on a business trip, leaving the house as a space just for the two of them now.
Jihoon was carefully holding Sohee's body in his arms right at the entrance.
With one hand gripping her tightly so she wouldn't slip, he supported her hips with his knee while removing his shoes.
Her weight felt lighter than expected, yet the sensation of her heavy breasts pressing softly against his chest made his heart pound like crazy.
He carried the shoeless Sohee into the master bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed.
Teolseok—
Sohee was completely drunk.
"Euum..."
Her long wavy hair was scattered across the pillow, and her cheeks were flushed red.
Her lips were slightly parted, and hot breaths mixed with the sweet scent of alcohol escaped from them.
Ggeolgeok.
Jihoon swallowed hard.
'This might be...... the first and last chance.'
It was the first time he had ever seen his stepmother this drunk.
He reached out with trembling hands and lightly shook Sohee's shoulder.
"Omma...... wake up. Wash up and go to sleep."
Sohee swatted his hand away as if annoyed.
Her voice was drowsy and languid from sleep.
"I...... sleepy...... just wanna sleep......"
Jihoon whispered in a low voice.
"Your clothes look uncomfortable......
Just change into something else and sleep."
Instead of answering, Sohee let out a small sigh and drifted back into a gentle sleep.
Every time she breathed, her ample breasts rose and fell.
Jihoon stared down at her for a long while.
Kung kung kung——
His heart was racing like mad.
He approached her with a look of resolve.
Then slowly, he began unbuttoning Sohee's blouse one by one.
Tuk. Tutuk.
With each button undone, more of Sohee's pale breasts came into view.
A white lace bra was struggling to contain those heavy mounds.
The bra looked like it was about to give out.
The lace dug into the soft flesh, causing it to spill over.
Jihoon's lower body swelled heavily.
He slowly pulled the blouse off Sohee's arms.
Her upper body was now completely exposed.
Soft skin, a glistening cleavage damp with sweat, and the outline of nipples pushing against the bra.
Jihoon swallowed hard once more.
He moved his hands down to the button of Sohee's jeans.
The tight jeans made the button strain.
Tuk.
Jiiik——
He struggled to undo the button and pulled down the zipper.
Then he carefully began sliding the jeans down over Sohee's hips.
At that moment,
"Haa..."
As if feeling stuffy in her sleep, Sohee slightly lifted her hips to make it easier to remove them.
"......!!"
Jihoon held his breath in shock and froze.
But once he confirmed she was still asleep, he finished pulling off the jeans.
Now Sohee lay on the bed wearing only a white lace bra and a small, thin pair of panties.
It was a breathtaking sight.
Heavy breasts, a cinched waist, smooth and soft thighs, and the faint outline of her mound pressing against the panties.
Jihoon's lower body was already swollen so tightly it felt ready to burst through his pants.
For a long time, he gazed at his nearly naked stepmother's sexy figure without even breathing.
Then slowly, he began carrying out his plan.
Jihoon carefully lifted Sohee by the armpits.
The moment his hands touched her soft, warm skin, a shiver ran up his spine.
Sohee's armpits were soft and smooth, glistening slightly with sweat.
He picked up his phone and took close-up shots to capture the exact location of the mole.
Chalkak.
Chalkak.
The shutter sounds echoed through the quiet room.
He continued taking several more shots of her entire upper body and full body.
The breasts deformed under the bra's pressure, the curve of her waist, the sensual line of her hips—everything was captured on camera.
"Huu... there was a scar right here..."
Jihoon's breathing grew rougher.
He slowly spread Sohee's legs apart.
Jjeoeok——
Her soft thighs parted, revealing a faint scar on the inner side.
Chalkak.
Chalkak.
He zoomed in on the scar while his gaze naturally drifted toward her mound.
Jihoon held his breath and looked down at her lower body.
The thin lace panties barely covered her shaved, pale mound.
The slightly damp fabric clearly outlined the shape of her folds, with soft flesh pressing into the material to create curves.
A faint pink hue peeked through between them.
'Just...... once... I'll just smell it once.'
He slowly, very slowly brought his nose past Sohee's legs and over the panties.
Sseueup——
"......Haa."
The moment his hot breath touched the lace fabric, a strong feminine scent wafted into his nose.
It was a mix of alcohol and sweat—sweet yet lewd and sharp, Sohee's unique aroma.
Deep, rich, slightly sour yet honey-sweet, it made Jihoon's mind go blank.
It was on a completely different level from the fabric softener scent he had only smelled through panties before.
'This is...... omma's real...... scent......'
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply once more.
Sseup——
"...Huu."
He pressed his nose even closer to her suggestive panties, so close the tip touched the fabric, and sucked in a long breath.
At that moment, his cock surged upward as if about to burst through his pants.
'Haa...... the smell is so lewd.'
Jihoon couldn't hold back any longer.
The sight of her thick folds twitching beneath the lace panties flashed before his eyes.
If he just slightly pulled the panties aside, he could see the pink flesh hidden inside right away.
His trembling hand slowly but surely moved up along the inside of Sohee's thigh.
He carefully pinched the edge of the thin lace with his index and middle fingers and began pulling it to the side.
Sseuwik——
At that moment,
Sohee shifted slightly in her sleep.
"Uuum......"
Startled, Jihoon quickly withdrew his hand and ducked flat under the bed.
Kungkwang kungkwang——
His heart pounded as if it would explode.
It felt like Sohee might wake up from the sound alone.
A moment later,
Once Sohee quieted down again, he let out a sigh of relief.
'For today...... it's a shame, but let's stop here.'
Muttering to himself, he carefully pulled the blanket over Sohee.
Then, holding the removed blouse and jeans, he quietly slipped out of the master bedroom.
Kkiiik——
He carefully placed the clothes into the laundry room.
Jihoon returned straight to his own room, sat on the bed, and turned on his phone.
He stared at the photos he had just taken for a long time.
Sohee's armpit mole, her ample breasts in the upper body shot, the sensual curves of her full body, and the outline of her mound with legs spread.
Each photo ignited Jihoon's desire even more intensely.
Jihoon transferred the photos saved on his phone to his laptop.
Ttalkkak.
Sitting at his desk, he opened the photos one by one, filling the screen.
Now, instead of relying on memory, he compared them directly with the account photos using actual pictures.
They matched perfectly.
The position of the small mole below the breasts, the faint scar on the inner thigh, the weight and shape of the breasts, the volume and curve of the hips, even the soft lines of the mound.
Everything belonged to his real stepmother, Kim Sohee.
"Haha. Fuck... it really is omma..."
Jihoon stared blankly at the laptop screen in shock.
Finally, he had obtained solid evidence.
His heart raced with excitement.
Sweat beaded on his palms, and his lower body swelled hard again.
It was burning hot, as if he wanted to relieve his sexual desire right now.
Now he knew exactly what he had to do.
He slowly clicked on the DM window for the S_Private account.
Ttalkkak.
His gaze, fixed on the empty message box on the screen, was both cold and burning hot.
His finger hesitated for a moment before slowly typing out the characters.
His alternate account ID was S_Stranger.
Tadak tadak tadak—
S_Stranger
[S_Private-nim.
Hello. I'm a long-time fan of yours.
Actually, I happened to discover something...
Your name is Kim Sohee, right?
You live at OO Apartment, Building 12, Unit 1503, OO-gu, OO City.
If you see this DM, please reply without fail.
If you ignore it... I'll tell your husband about this.
So a reply is mandatory, right?
I'll be waiting.]
Jihoon held his breath for a moment, hovering his finger over the send button.
Then......
Ttalkkak.
[Send.]
The moment the message was sent, Jihoon's chest pounded violently.
He closed the laptop and lay down on the bed.
Puseok—
It had been an eventful dawn.
The moment his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.
The next morning,
Jihoon woke up as usual, acting like nothing had happened.
He went to the kitchen and gulped down a glass of cold water.
Then, glancing at the master bedroom door, he mixed honey into warm water and carefully entered the room.
Ttuk ttuk ttuk——
Sohee was still lying in bed, not fully sober yet.
Her eyes were closed, and she didn't even notice Jihoon had come in.
Her body was uncovered by the blanket, wearing only the white lace bra and panties.
The thin lace bra barely contained her ample breasts, but from tossing in her sleep, the heavy flesh spilled over, revealing her pink nipples slightly.
Her sweat-dampened skin glowed silkily, and beads of sweat formed between her breasts slowly trickled down.
The soft curve of her waist was sensually exposed.
Between her slightly parted legs, it seemed as if the sharp yet subtle body scent Jihoon had smelled yesterday was wafting out.
Sohee still had her eyes closed, as if the alcohol hadn't worn off.
Her plump lips were slightly parted, and every breath made her breasts heave heavily, strongly drawing Jihoon's gaze.
Feeling his chest heat up again and his lower body grow heavy, Jihoon stared at Sohee for a long while.
A moment later,
Sensing his presence, she slightly opened her eyes and looked at Jihoon.
Her face was still flushed, and her pupils were hazy.
"......Son...?"
"Omma, drink some water. I brought honey water."
Jihoon spoke gently and helped her sit up slightly.
Sohee took the water with a dazed expression and drank.
Ggeolgeok ggeolgeok——
After finishing the honey water, she looked up at Jihoon and asked in a weak voice.
"Jihoon-ah......
What happened to me yesterday......?
I don't...... remember anything......
And...... why are my clothes......"
Only then did she look down at her own body.
Seeing herself on the bed in just a bra and panties, she looked flustered and quickly covered her chest with the blanket while curling up.
Jihoon answered calmly.
"You got really drunk yesterday......
Your friend named Yura contacted me.
So I brought you home.
And the clothes...... you said they were stuffy......
So I took them off for you..."
Sohee's face turned bright red with embarrassment.
She couldn't continue speaking for a long while before muttering in a small voice.
"......Sorry. Jihoon-ah, I'm really sorry......
And thank you......"
She bowed her head shyly.
"Let me...... change clothes. Can you step out for a bit?"
Jihoon nodded obediently and left the room.
Cheolkeok.
After closing the door,
He waited in the living room, watching TV for Sohee to come out.
A moment later,
The master bedroom door opened and Sohee emerged.
She looked like she had taken a quick shower and changed into silk pajamas.
The thin silk gently wrapped around her figure.
The weight of her breasts slightly pulled at the silk fabric, her thighs were plump and smooth, and the short length of the pajamas precariously revealed her soft skin.
Sohee stretched out her arms and yawned.
"Aheut...!"
Jihoon watched that sight,
holding his breath.
She picked up her phone with a tired face.
At that moment,
her face turned deathly pale.