The Neighbor Aunt's Man Problems (6)
"I'll be going now~"
Just as she always did, Jin-ah noona said her goodbyes at the front door… but.
Today was the day she'd been waiting for — her business trip out of town. Time to tap on that bridge.
"You're not leaving anything behind?"
"Huh? Nothing?"
"Your phone charger."
"Ah!"
Even an awakener who wielded flame, frost, and electricity needed a charger.
Because in her childhood, when she'd had no concept of rated voltage, Jin-ah noona had fried more than one or two phones.
As Jin-ah noona scrambled to grab her charger, Hee-sun ajumma stepped forward this time.
She was holding Jin-ah noona's car keys and wallet.
"You know, you haven't changed a single thing since you were little, no matter how old you get."
"H-haha, thanks, Mom… How are you feeling…?"
"Don't worry about me and go. You'll be late. Drive safely."
"Y-yes! I'll bring back souvenirs!"
And so, Jin-ah noona finally disappeared out the front door.
If my heart was already racing from just this much, I guess I still have a long way to go.
Anyway.
I soothed my pounding heart with a glass of cold water.
Then I, too, stood at the front door as if I were about to leave any moment.
"I'll be going now, too."
Ever since the massage a few days ago, the ajumma had never just let me walk out.
She'd always been embarrassed, yet with a longing expression, she'd subtly held onto my hand.
And today was no different.
"Tae… Tae-jin-ah."
"Yes? What is it?"
"Th… ah, never mind. Take care out there. If it seems even a little dangerous, come back right away. Understood?"
Hmm… That wasn't what I expected.
Truth be told, I had no intention of going to the Tower at all.
There was a far more interesting life right in front of me than beating up orcs and goblins.
So this time, I decided to be the one to pull and drag.
"Haha, yes. I'll do that."
"…Good. Take care of yourself."
I'd said it as if I were about to leave, but of course I was still standing at the front door.
Pretending to examine the ajumma's expression more seriously than usual.
As expected, the ajumma tilted her head and asked.
"Why… are you doing that?"
"Well… I'm a little worried about you. You said you were fine, but you don't look well. Are you very tired today, too?"
"Haah, well… not really… I, I'm fine, so go on ahead."
"Hmm."
I paused for a moment.
The forced smile that left her mouth stiff. The way her lower back kept twitching even as she tried to suppress it… and so on.
Capturing all the silent signals the ajumma's body was sending, I took a step closer to her.
"Why, why are you doing that?"
"Well… if you don't mind, would you like me to give you a massage today, too?"
I paired it with a look that seemed to say, I'm so sorry that's all I can do for you. — a mix of endearing and heartbreaking.
'I hope she feels that way…'
Why did this single moment, waiting for the ajumma's answer, feel so long?
Finally, and fortunately.
The ajumma turned her flushed face slightly to the side and opened her mouth.
"I… are you really sure?"
"Of course. Noona asked me to take good care of you."
"…Hehe, there's no need for that."
"Haha."
"Then… I have a favor to ask, Tae-jin-ah."
"Yes. Then please wait in the bedroom."
When would I ever come out of that bedroom?
'I was trying to hold back today…'
What was wrong with me, anyway?
Even as she thought that, Hee-sun lay down on the bed.
She'd let Tae-jin onto a bed that no one but her departed husband had ever entered.
Swallow…
As Tae-jin's hand gradually reached toward her foot, she found herself swallowing without meaning to.
"Then I'll get started~"
"E, yes… Hmph…!"
Here we go again.
The thought struck Hee-sun's mind like lightning the moment Tae-jin's thick, long fingers — soaked in oil — slipped between her toes.
'M-my body…! It's so sensitive…!'
She could feel the flow of air between her fine hairs.
That was how sensitive her toes had become. Between them, a man's thick fingers dug in — soft yet forceful.
Thanks to that, there was no room in Hee-sun's head for thoughts like how grateful she was for Tae-jin massaging her feet so diligently, or how endearing he was.
"Kuh… Huh…! Ahhk…!"
"Hm? Does it hurt?"
"Haah, hah…! N-no…! Keep, keep going…! Hmph…!"
Tae-jin had barely brushed the sole of her foot, yet Hee-sun's hips twitched.
Whenever his fingers slipped between her toes, Hee-sun gripped the pillow and clenched her teeth.
But.
'N-not enough… More, more… More…!'
Even with stimulation dizzying enough to make her vision blur, Hee-sun could no longer be satisfied.
She was hoping those thick, long fingers would go a little higher, a little deeper.
Even if the owner of those fingers was Tae-jin, whom she'd raised almost like her own son.
Perhaps that was precisely why he was heating up Hee-sun's body even more.
The flame called guilt.
"Hmph…! Huh, huh, huh…!"
The moment Tae-jin finally gripped her calf, Hee-sun spread her legs wide without meaning to.
Even though the hem of her one-piece dress rolled up as a result.
Even though her crotch and underwear were laid bare.
Hee-sun simply indulged in the dizzying pleasure she felt in her calf.
"It's a little tense~"
"Ahhk…! H, haah…!"
"Haha, it seems you like it when I touch you like this, tickling you."
No. That's not it. Doing that only makes it worse.
Even as she thought that, Hee-sun was too busy writhing and moaning to care.
Somewhere along the way, she had become a prisoner of her own will.
"Alright… then next, the thighs."
"Haah, haah, haah…!"
The moment those words came out, Hee-sun lifted her head with all her might.
Of course, she had no intention of stopping Tae-jin.
She just wanted to see the moment those thick, long, hot fingers touched the place she craved most.
"Huh…! H… Ugh…!"
Finally, Tae-jin's fingers slowly slid down her snow-white thigh.
Almost touching, almost not — yet the fingers steadily approached her crotch.
And then, the moment Tae-jin's thumb gently brushed her inner thigh.
"Hmph…! Ungh…!!!"
Her back arched like a drawn bow, literally.
Normally, someone receiving a massage would obediently surrender their body to the touch.
But Hee-sun began to rock her hips herself, grinding her crotch against Tae-jin's fingers.
"Huh, ahhk…! Ahh…! Haah, haah, ugh… Huh…!"
"Hm… then I'll move to the armpit now."
"A, a…?!"
But Tae-jin mercilessly withdrew his hand from Hee-sun's crotch.
'N-no… Just, just a little more…'
She could have gone there.
Despite Hee-sun's eyes now filled with desperate longing, Tae-jin insisted on spreading her armpit.
"Ahhk… Hmph, ugh…! Mmm…!"
The armpit was a sensitive area too, but compared to the crotch, it was a bit lacking.
As a result, Hee-sun's moans were tinged with regret.
'Haha, at least she's never going to tell me to stop.'
From a purely positional standpoint, it was no exaggeration to call this the missionary position.
Even if he went past the armpit to somewhere deeper, the ajumma would never refuse.
'And now she's even locking her legs around my waist…'
It seemed like now was the time.
No — it was now.
The moment he reached that conclusion, Tae-jin shoved his hand inside Hee-sun's one-piece dress.
"Hik…?!"
Just as he'd expected, the ajumma wasn't wearing a bra.
The ajumma's breasts, which he'd only ever imagined, filled his hand completely.
This softness overflowing between his fingers.
It didn't just fill his palm — it wrapped around it.
'When expectations are high, disappointment is inevitable…'
No, in this case, reality was outpacing his expectations and imagination.
The ajumma's breasts were endlessly soft. And even softer.
"Ahh…! Tae, Tae-jin… Ahhh…!!!"
Of course, the ajumma was too busy enjoying his touch.
But what was she about to say just now…?
'Well, it doesn't really matter now.'
He couldn't stop, and he had no intention of stopping.
So… he finally gripped the ajumma's nipples entirely.
They'd been standing hard through her clothes since earlier, and it was driving him crazy.
Of course, the Hee-sun ajumma he loved so dearly…
"Kuh…! H, hah…!"
She was so happy she grabbed his arm.
Thanks to that, his eyes slipped a little, and without meaning to, he roughly twisted the ajumma's nipple.
"Ungh…!"
The ajumma threw her head back and shook her entire body, rocking her hips.
This was probably it.
'Hmm, I wasn't planning on sending her off yet…'
Still, he'd learned one thing.
The ajumma liked it a little rough.
So first, he withdrew his hand from the ajumma's breasts…
Rrrrip!
And tore her one-piece dress apart from side to side.
"A, a…?!"
The ajumma's breasts, seen for real, were far prettier than he'd imagined.
Her large breasts — bigger than his head — didn't sag at all, and her nipples bloomed like small pink flowers.
But just like the ajumma, he could no longer be satisfied with just her breasts.
"Tae, Tae-jin-ah…!"
It wouldn't be fair if only the ajumma took her clothes off.
So he took his off, too.
The moment he threw off his top, the ajumma who had tried to stop him…
"A…♥"
…looked at him with a dazed expression, as if nothing had happened.
Well, he understood.
Honestly, he was sometimes surprised himself.
And to repay the ajumma who had raised him so well.
Snip!
He tore off the ajumma's panties, too.
"A, n-no… No, no… I, if we do this…"
Of course, it wouldn't be fair if only the ajumma took off her panties, so he threw off all his clothes as well.
Even through all of this, the ajumma never got angry or screamed.
She just watched.
Until he spread the ajumma's legs again and placed his cock on her lower belly.
"Ajumma."
"A, a… I, if we do this, n-no, Tae-jin-ah… Y-you and, I…!"
"I'm going to put it in here."
"…!"
With his bright red glans, he tapped gently just below the ajumma's navel.
Swallow…!
She said it wasn't right, but the ajumma's eyes never left his cock for even a single moment.
With absolute certainty and confidence in her reaction.
"Tell me if you don't want to."
Looking straight into the ajumma's blue eyes as she gazed at him.
Into the ajumma's pussy, already soaked to the point of being slick.
"Ungh…♥!!!"
In one thrust, he drove his cock all the way in.