Moans Through the Wall
"Whew... That was an unexpected feast."
Back home, Si-woo patted his full stomach and sprawled across the bed.
He lay there blankly staring at the ceiling, heavy eyelids half-closed, when a faint sound drifted to him from somewhere.
"What's that noise...?"
He shut his eyes and focused, trying to pin down the source. The small suspicion that rose in his mind hardened into certainty, and his heart began to hammer wildly.
"...Moaning?"
There was no mistake. He had never heard it in person, yet it was unmistakably the same kind of moan the women made on screen.
"Is someone watching porn?"
Then another thought flashed through his head.
"There's only me and the landlady here... so does that mean... the landlady is...?"
That innocent-looking face, watching porn alone... Sleep fled from Si-woo in an instant.
"Well... she did say she lives alone... and women her age are supposed to have strong sex drives, right? She even cooked me that delicious meal, so this much is..."
He tried hard not to picture the landlady, but once the imagination started it chased its own tail, scene after scene.
"Is she lying on that big bed of hers watching porn...?"
A sudden sense of wrongness cut through the mental image of her room.
"But... there wasn't a television or a monitor in that place, was there...?"
The thought led him straight to another.
"Then this isn't porn at all... it's the landlady herself..."
Even though he was alone in his room, the rising tension made him sit up carefully, as if someone might be watching.
Si-woo pressed himself flat against the wall that shared his bed and put his ear to it.
The moans came through the wall far more clearly now.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
It was the same gentle voice that had spoken so kindly to him.
"...No doubt. That's really the landlady's moan..."
The woman who had smiled so sweetly at him was right now, on the other side of this wall, touching herself.
He remembered the pale, slender fingers that had piled side dishes onto his plate. Those same fingers were now sliding in and out of her deepest place.
Scenes he could not see yet felt as vivid as if he were watching them played out inside his head.
His cock had already grown heavy long ago.
Si-woo quietly stripped off his pants and underwear. In the blink of an eye his fully erect cock sprang free.
"So the landlady really is alone..."
His hand closed around his cock of its own accord and began to stroke.
Slick, slick.
The slow rhythm quickened as the moans beyond the wall grew louder.
"Aahng... haaang... ahht!"
Her cry peaked as if she had climaxed, and Si-woo's white semen shot into the air in perfect time with it.
"Haa... haa."
Semen spattered across the bed, but the sudden rush of pleasure left him too spent to care. Strength drained from his whole body and he collapsed into sleep almost at once.
In the darkness, Se-ran watched the brightly lit screen and smiled.
"My, my... Mi-sook had every reason to be confident... Size-wise, at least... he passes."
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
The rapid ringing of the doorbell pulled Si-woo upright.
"Who is it? I'm not expecting anyone."
He peered through the peephole and found Se-ran standing quietly, waiting.
Click, clack.
"Landlady? What brings you...?"
Something felt different from last time; looking closer, he noticed she was wearing makeup. The moans he had heard through the wall the night before rose unbidden in his mind.
So it really was the landlady...
The harder he tried not to think about it, the more the scenes he had imagined kept flooding back. Today the deep cleavage framed by her neckline kept drawing his eyes no matter how hard he fought it.
"Oh my, you're home, student? Perfect timing. I was about to go grocery shopping... I've got quite a lot to buy today. Would you mind coming with me?"
Se-ran smiled sweetly, and Si-woo flushed, stumbling over his words.
"Ah—yes, yes. I-it's fine. Shall we go right away?"
A pleasant perfume drifted in through the open door. The bright floral scent was almost intoxicating.
"Thank you."
"Just a moment—let me change real quick."
Si-woo hurriedly pulled out a set of outdoor sweats.
"Ready."
He had noticed it before: the stairwell of the old villa was narrow and steep. Walking down behind Se-ran, his gaze fell naturally into the deep valley of her cleavage. He tried to act casual so she would not catch him staring, yet his eyes stayed locked on her chest.
I thought the same the first time I saw her—what kind of landlady has a body like that... gulp.
He compared her to his mother's friends. Folded belly fat, breasts that sagged to the stomach... even the one he had always thought the sexiest, Sujin's mom, could not hold a candle to his landlady.
But the woman walking right in front of him was different. Even in a tight dress that showed off every curve, there was not a hint of spare flesh; her figure was a capital S of dramatic swells and dips. A freshly adult twenty-year-old's cock had no chance of holding out against Se-ran's body.
As they descended, Si-woo pretended to slip a hand into his pocket and shoved his erection to one side. With every step her upper breasts rolled like waves.
Fuck... I just want to touch them once...
The villa entrance came into view and regret washed over him.
Why are these stairs so short...
Five flights vanished in a blink.
"Si-woo, have you looked around the neighborhood yet?"
"Ah, no. Not yet."
"Oh my, really? Then over this way..."
Se-ran walked beside him, pointing things out one after another. Si-woo nodded along to her explanations while casually stealing glances at her chest. Every time she lowered her head, the creamy upper swell of her breasts appeared and vanished.
Ah... so tantalizing. What do they look like underneath...
He pictured yanking her dress down right then and there, grabbing those breasts and sucking them.
"This is the biggest mart in our neighborhood. If you ever need anything, you can get it here."
Meeting Se-ran's kind smile, guilt flooded him.
What kind of thoughts am I having about such a nice landlady... I'm trash.
Si-woo pushed the cart and trailed after her like a puppy.
"This... and this... Ugh, so much to buy. Sorry, student."
"Not at all. You cooked me that delicious meal last time—this is nothing."
"Hehe. Having you move in next door makes me feel so much safer and more at ease. Living alone as a woman... there are a lot of inconveniences, you know."
Somehow her words felt strangely suggestive.
Maybe I've been thinking too many weird things.
"Where is it... Ah, there."
Se-ran bent at the waist to examine the seasonings on the lowest shelf.
"Which one would be better..."
Holy shit...
From behind her bent form, Si-woo swallowed hard.
"This one and this one..."
Unaware of the burning gaze on her back, Se-ran was still struggling to choose. His cock, strained so hard it threatened to punch through his sweats, stood proudly mere inches from her ass.
She swayed her hips left and right while she deliberated. Through the stretched fabric of her dress the faint outline of her panties showed.
Si-woo could not close his mouth; he stared fixed at those panties. Hot breath came out rough. Her ass sat within easy reach of his hand.
Last night she must have been fingering the hole between those cheeks, getting herself all worked up, right...?
Se-ran was still focused on picking her items.
Slick.
Si-woo's hand brushed Se-ran's ass. He was already prepared to play it off as an accident if she noticed.
Only after the fact did he realize what he had done; his heart began to pound madly.
"...Student?"
"Ah, sorry. I think the cart bumped you."
"...I see."
Fortunately she seemed not to have noticed. Se-ran returned to her shopping. Si-woo felt a thrilling rush of pleasure.
My... he's bolder than I expected...
Se-ran felt like applauding the young man's daring.
"...I'll just go with these."
When she straightened, Si-woo—who had been staring open-mouthed at her ass—hastily fixed his posture.
"Sorry, student. Shopping took forever, didn't it? We're all done now."
"I-it's fine. I didn't have anything else to do today anyway."
The awkward, innocent smile on the young man's face sent a tingling heat rising from between Se-ran's legs; she could barely keep them steady.
Haa... I'm already getting wet.
She wanted to turn around, bend over again, lift her skirt and show him.
You made me this wet...
But Se-ran did not rush.
Slowly... I'll break him in carefully. So I never repeat the same mistake again...
On the way home she looked at Si-woo, both arms loaded with bags, and apologized.
"It's too heavy, isn't it? I feel so bad..."
"Not heavy at all. I always carried the bags when I went shopping with Mom."
"You're such a sweet son, Si-woo. Your mother must be so happy."
"Haha... Not really. I caused plenty of trouble too..."
"I doubt that. Sending her son so far away—she must be worried sick."
"No, I'm the one who's worried about her. I hope she's doing okay alone..."
Seeing the lonely look on his face, Se-ran clapped her hands.
"That's it! From now on, eat with me. I always cook way too much because my hands are big—what do you say?"
"Ah, no. I couldn't impose like that..."
"Oh come on, Auntie says it's fine!"
Se-ran gave his butt a light pat.
"Oh my, sorry. You just felt like a son for a second..."
"Haha, it's okay. Then I'll shamelessly take you up on it."
"I was tired of eating alone every day anyway—this works out perfectly. Take your time coming up."
Se-ran climbed the stairs with long strides. The steep steps put her lower body fully in view. Every time her legs crossed, a smooth stretch of thigh flashed through the slit of her skirt.
From this angle it's even crazier... Haa... Why do I keep doing this? She thinks of me like a son. Get a grip, Jeon Si-woo.
He shook his head and climbed after her. The distance between them stayed perfectly constant.
Si-woo had no idea that Se-ran was deliberately keeping just enough space that her ass almost brushed him.
Fuck... Even if I try not to look, it's shaking right in front of my face—what am I supposed to do...
That tempting, eat-me ass made his groin heavy again. His cock swelled until climbing the stairs was difficult.
Haa... Landlady... aren't you treating me a little too casually? I'm a guy too.
"Thank you, Si-woo. Come over for dinner later, okay?"
"Thank you. See you then."
"Whew... This won't do..."