An Unforeseen Accident
Clatter. Clatter.
I stood watching Eun-hee from behind as she crouched in the utility closet, inspecting the water meter.
Her skin-tight clothes hugged every contour of her figure, leaving nothing to the imagination. The heart-shaped curve of her rear end practically demanded to be stared at. While it lacked the taut firmness of a girl in her early twenties, it had a plush, ripe heaviness that looked like it would ripple with a single slap.
Just because a girl sucked my cock once, my brain is already turning to complete mush.
Having dirty thoughts about a married woman with kids was crossing a line, so I forced my eyes upward and tried to pull myself together. Truth be told, compared to what other women wore out on the streets, her Mishi-Look was quite modest. The only reason I couldn't stop noticing her body was the jarring contrast with how I used to remember her.
"Hmm… It's in worse shape than I expected," she murmured, standing up. "Is the water flowing properly in the bathroom?"
"Ah, come to think of it… the pressure's felt a little weak since a couple of days ago."
"Really? Let me take a look."
Aunt Eun-hee stepped into the bathroom to test the taps. I usually kept the place fairly clean, so I didn't think much of it—until my eyes caught a reflection in the vanity mirror. A silent scream tore through my throat.
Holy shit. Why the hell is that out here?!
Perched proudly on the small glass shelf right beside the towel rack was a bright pink onahole. I had wondered where I left it after using it last, and now I remembered: I had set it up there to dry. I never left it in plain sight like that. Why today, of all days?
The only silver lining was that, judging by her calm expression, she hadn't spotted it yet.
Whoooosh—
Taking advantage of the water rushing from the faucet, I darted forward and placed my broad back directly in front of the shelf.
"You're right… It's not unusable, but the pressure is definitely low."
"I-it's really not that big of a deal."
"If you leave it like this, you won't even be able to take a proper shower later."
"Is that… so?"
If I grabbed it out in the open, she might see it, so I had to improvise. I kept up an awkward stream of small talk, shifting my weight to block her line of sight wherever she turned. Cold sweat trickled down my neck.
The bathroom was cramped, and I was far too large. My bulk was great for concealing a silicone toy, but it forced me dangerously close to Aunt Eun-hee. The heady, mature scent of her perfume washed over me, accompanied by the gentle sway of her hips right at groin level. If I popped an erection right now, I'd poke her straight in the backside.
God, why are you testing me like this? I prayed she would just finish up and leave the bathroom as soon as humanly possible.
"Could the problem be with the pipes down here…?"
Bent on inspecting the plumbing beneath the sink, Aunt Eun-hee suddenly leaned over at the waist, pushing her rear straight out behind her. Seeing my chance, I reached for the onahole, but the lush curve of her backside pressed into my crotch before my hand could even touch the shelf.
Squish—
Having her provocative curves in my face had already left me half-hard. Now, her generous, motherly hips mashed directly against my bulge. With zero room to backpedal in the narrow space, my crotch was trapped between her rear and the wall, grinding together with nowhere to run.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. If this keeps up—!
God, she's so fucking soft…
Twitch—
"Eek—!"
THUMP!!
Only after my dick flared into a rock-hard erection did she seem to realize what was wedged against her backside. A beat too late, she let out an adorably girlish yelp and jumped in fright, slamming the back of her head hard against the edge of the basin. The impact knocked her off balance, opening up just enough space for me to squeeze past.
I was in deep shit. Absolute, catastrophic shit.
My brain told me that checking on the groaning woman on the floor should be my top priority, but my body had other survival instincts.
Patter, patter—
While she was clutching her head, I snatched the onahole off the shelf, scrambled out of the bathroom, and hurled it under my bed. With the most dangerous piece of evidence safely out of sight, I had to deal with the raging hard-on in my sweatpants.
Think unsexy thoughts. Remember when the girl chosen as your desk mate burst into tears. Remember trying to look cool riding a bike with no hands and faceplanting in front of the whole class. Remember that cursed shock-image thread you clicked on the forums—fuck!
I squeezed my eyes shut and dredged up every humiliating memory I had. Given the sheer panic of the situation, the swelling mercifully receded. I adjusted my waistband, grabbed a tube of ointment from the first-aid kit to justify my absence, and hurried back to the bathroom doorway.
"A-Auntie, are you okay? I brought some ointment!"
"Urrrgh… I'm fine. Jae-hyeong, are you alright?"
"I'm totally fine. You hit your head pretty hard, though. Do you want me to take a look?"
"No, no, I'm okay… Haha. Um, Jae-hyeong… I swear, I didn't do that on purpose…"
She broke out into a cold sweat, visibly mortified by the accidental collision between my dick and her ass.
In hindsight, under the laws of this world, rubbing up against a man's crotch was probably treated with even more gravity than groping a woman's breast in my old one. If I decided to report her right here and now, the police would haul her in for questioning even without concrete evidence.
"I know, I know. It's my fault for standing right behind you."
I hadn't actually disliked the contact, and my own conscience wasn't entirely spotless either, so I waved my hands frantically to assure her it was nothing. Yet she kept stammering apologies, desperate to prove her innocence. I needed a way to break the spiral.
Man… this is getting a little frustrating.
Friendly neighbor or not, having her barge in unannounced and generate one awkward crisis after another was wearing on my nerves. Of course, I had no intention of throwing a tantrum or actually calling the cops. Aside from being my landlady and my mother's friend, she was genuinely a kind, warm-hearted person. I knew full well she hadn't meant to molest me.
So how could I defuse the tension and turn the tables a little, without making it feel like a hostile confrontation?
Suddenly, what Yejin had said at the convenience store flashed through my mind.
"Of course! Where on earth would you find a woman who dislikes having her breasts touched by a man?"
Squish—
Before my brain could stop me, both my hands reached out and took a firm hold of her ample, pillowy breasts.
"Ahnn—! J-Jae-hyeong? Wh-what are you doing all of a sudden…!"
"Now we're even, right? Since I touched your chest too. If you're still worried, should I grab your ass as well?"
I spoke with all the nonchalance I could muster, but deep down, my heart was hammering just as hard as when I almost got caught with the onahole. I was literally kneading Aunt Eun-hee's boobs right now. She was wearing a bra, so the raw texture wasn't quite as breathtaking as bare skin, but the sheer taboo of the situation had my blood racing.
Knead, knead.
My palms moved almost on instinct. When my thumbs lightly brushed across the centers of the cups, I felt the buds beneath the fabric gradually tightening into firm points.
"Ah… b-but… does it even work that way…? W-wait—haah—"
She sounded like a machine short-circuiting, stammering incoherently as if she had never had her chest touched in her entire life.
"J-Jae-hyeong… still, this kind of thing is supposed to be with someone you like—"
"They're just breasts, aren't they? If you really hate it, I'll stop."
"I-it's not that I hate it… hyah!"
Her hips swayed slightly and her thighs pressed together as she submissively endured my touch. If she didn't hate it, that meant she was actually enjoying the sensation.
Didn't see that coming.
She was a married woman with a kid; I had fully expected her to recoil in disgust. Since men couldn't sue women for sexual harassment here anyway, I had only done it to alleviate her guilt… but this was taking an unexpected turn.
"Haaah… haah……"
Her breathing grew shallow and warm. Sensing the atmosphere sliding into truly dangerous territory, I hurriedly pulled my hands back.
"Th-there, that should do it. We're square, okay?"
"Hnn… Huh? Ah… y-yes, of course!"
Aunt Eun-hee seemed to snap back to reality as well. Her face glowing crimson, she smoothed down her clothes, gave an awkward laugh, and practically bolted out of the bathroom. Clearly embarrassed that she had whimpered under my hands just seconds ago, she couldn't meet my gaze and rushed straight toward the front door as if someone were chasing her.
"I-I'll call a plumber within the next few days to fix the pressure. And um… thank you. For trusting me."
"Don't mention it. I know you're not that kind of person, Auntie. Thank you for always looking out for me, too."
A soft, touched expression crossed her face at my words. There had been an unexpected accident, but at least things seemed to end on an amicable note.
Click.
The front door locked behind her. I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and collapsed flat on the floor. My heart was pounding like a jackhammer, and my head spun.
What the fuck did I just do?
She's your mom's friend, you absolute maniac. She has a kid!
"Haaaaah……"
Letting out a ragged sigh, I dragged myself across the floor and crawled toward the bed. Beneath the frame, the faint silhouette of the pink toy peeked out. All this madness, just because of one piece of silicone.
I had only wanted a quiet, unremarkable life, but today had been an absolute roller coaster. I was exhausted. I needed to sleep early.
I hauled my heavy frame onto the mattress and pulled the blanket over my shoulders, but the day's memories refused to leave me alone. Getting blown by a convenience store clerk I'd never met before; having my dick crushed against Aunt Eun-hee's lush ass; and finally, the lewd, dazed look on her face while I groped her breasts…
Why the hell is this thing getting hard again?
I tried shaking my head to clear the thoughts, but in the end, my hand reached beneath the bed to pull out the onahole once more.