Chapter 19
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Our Child's Sex Education with Mom, Part 2
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After my conversation with the psychiatrist.
Buoyed by my newfound confidence, I might have started seeing the world a little arrogantly.
Loving someone isn't a crime.
And my family loves me just as much as I love them.
I believed this happiness would last forever.
Tonight, for the first time in ages, it was just Mom and me for dinner.
Gathering my courage, I decided to bring it up first.
"Mom. You okay right now? Um..."
She must have guessed what I wanted to say from my hesitant fumbling.
I wanted to pick up where we'd left off last time.
Until now, Mom had always been the one to suggest it, so this was my first time asking outright.
The thought of her refusing didn't even cross my mind.
Mom always grants any request I make.
But she answered with a troubled look on her face.
"Sorry, Sun-hu. Could we stop doing that kind of thing with Mom now?"
It hit me like a bolt from the blue.
Hearing her refuse felt like the sky itself was crashing down.
"Why, why...? Did you start hating it?"
Did she hate doing it with me?
Or had she started hating me?
I was terrified of her answer.
But I had to ask.
"No, it's not that... Come sit here for a sec?"
Seeing how shocked I was, Mom looked a little flustered herself.
I staggered over and plopped down beside her as she said.
I took slow, deep breaths.
I couldn't let myself get worked up over this.
That would just disappoint her.
Mom quietly took my trembling hand in hers.
Her hand was still so warm.
"You know Mom always puts you first, right?"
"...Yeah."
"The reason I first suggested that stuff to you was because I was worried you'd go down a bad path. Remember that time?"
I nodded.
The time Mom caught me jerking off with Sis's panties.
She scolded me for stealing them (even though I hadn't really), but she also gave me a solution so I wouldn't do it again.
And for the first time, she helped me masturbate.
The unforgettable day our relationship truly began.
"I made that suggestion back then because I thought it'd help you. But now... I'm starting to wonder if it's really good for you."
"Why...?"
"I love you just as you are right now, but going forward, I want you to get close to more people. I want to see you chatting and making friends naturally, without being scared of them."
Mom's voice was dead serious.
Not a speck of insincerity.
I knew exactly what she was getting at.
I wanted to change too.
I wanted to live like a normal person.
I wanted to break free from this damn mental illness.
But what did that have to do with this?
Did loving Mom really get in the way of my treatment?
"I hope someday you'll bring home a pretty girlfriend and introduce her to me. Get married, start a happy family, give me some cute grandkids. But for that to happen, you've gotta want a girlfriend first, right? I'm worried I'm taking that chance away from you. If you get too comfortable like this, you might never move forward."
I got what she meant.
If I could keep things good with Mom, Sis, and Mi-so like this, I'd probably never need another girl in my life.
But that's not how it should be.
What I want isn't some girlfriend.
It's Mom.
"Mom. I don't think it's gotta be that way."
"Hm? How so? Tell me."
I sorted out the thoughts swirling in my head.
How could I convince her?
Lying's wrong, but something way more important was on the line.
"A while back at school, I talked to this girl I didn't know."
"No way. For real?"
Even if it was just a couple words.
Even if one got dragged off midway.
Still counted as a conversation.
Mom was genuinely shocked.
I really had improved a ton. Back then, a stranger just talking to me would've frozen me solid.
"Yeah. I can face a stranger now and actually talk. Still kinda scary, but not as bad as before."
I laid my other hand over hers, the one holding mine.
"It's all thanks to you, Mom. You gave me the confidence to change."
Mom thought our relationship was holding back my treatment.
So I'd just argue the opposite—that it was helping.
"Ugh, you little charmer."
"I'm serious, Mom."
She pulled me into a hug like she couldn't resist, tears welling up in her eyes.
I took the chance to bury my face in her chest.
Her scent washed over me, thick and sweet—the scent that makes me happy.
"Alright... If that's true, then congrats. Want anything to eat?"
"Mom, more than eating, I want..."
I let the words hang, but she got the hint.
She let out a big, deliberate sigh.
"Honestly. How'd you turn into such a naughty boy? Should I be happy or sad about this..."
But she didn't push my face out of her chest.
If anything, she stroked the back of my head.
"But Sun-hu, promise me you'll bring home a girlfriend someday too."
"That's..."
A tough ask.
A girlfriend...? Could I even pull that off?
...What if I brought Mi-so and called her my girlfriend?
"I'm not rushing you. I just don't want you stuck in the same spot. Keep trying to get better, even if it's little by little."
"...Yeah. I'll try."
"Good..."
She eased me out of her arms.
I already missed that warmth.
"Then, Sun-hu—Mom's room in ten minutes."
"Ten minutes?"
"Yeah. Mom needs to get ready too."
"...Got it. See you in ten."
Mom got up and headed to her room.
I stayed put in the living room, waiting out the clock.
Ten minutes.
Just ten minutes.
But those were the longest ten minutes of my life.
Time crawled. The clock felt extra sluggish today.
What kinda prep did she mean? I didn't need any.
...Maybe I should at least brush my teeth?
I stood before Mom's door, tenser than I'd ever been.
Knock knock.
I rapped with a shaky hand.
"Mom? Can I come in?"
"Yeah. Come on."
Only the soft red glow of the bedside lamp lit the room.
Bathed in that light, Mom lounged diagonally on the bed, eyes fixed on me.
A sheer black negligee.
I knew she had stuff like that in her closet, but seeing it on her? First time.
Below, just a skimpy black panty to match. Her full breasts and nipples showed right through.
The only bummer was how dim it was—couldn't see every detail.
"Kinda embarrassing. This doesn't suit someone Mom's age, huh?"
"No, Mom... You look gorgeous."
In the lamplight, she was breathtakingly seductive.
I couldn't tear my eyes away.
"Hehe. Thanks. Hop on the bed?"
I climbed up like she said.
My body was rigid from nerves.
"Sun-hu. It's just Mom. Relax."
She smiled, kneading my shoulders to loosen me up.
Right. Why tense up around Mom?
I took a deep breath and shook it off.
"Yeah. I'm good now, Mom. Thanks."
"Alright. So, what're we doing today? Anything you wanna try?"
"I wanna see... down there, Mom."
Her question gave me courage to be straight.
My eyes locked on her panty.
That hidden spot below. Her pussy.
The eternal mystery forest.
I'd seen it as a kid in the bath together, but the memory had faded.
Glanced Sis's and Mi-so's here and there, but what I craved was Mom's.
She gave a sheepish smile.
"Sun-hu. Mom's embarrassed too. And you might be shocked."
"Can't I...?"
I grabbed her hand as she started to refuse, locking eyes.
She'd always given in to my real pleas so far.
And this time wouldn't be different.
"...Fine. Can't say no to you."
"Really?"
"But lights stay dim. No touching. Eyes only. Got it?"
"Yeah. Just looking."
Jackpot.
First time getting permission to see a woman's pussy.
My most beloved Mom's, no less.
Heart thundering like it might burst.
"Okay, then... taking it off."
She slipped both hands under the negligee.
Hooked her fingers in the panty's sides and eased it down slow.
I stared, unblinking.
Did she groom like this all the time?
Panty slid off, revealing a neat inverted triangle of pubes first.
Then the vertical slit below.
Plump outer lips.
Peeking from inside, delicate pink petals.
Lewd. Incredibly lewd.
Nothing like the lame shit I'd imagined.
Mom had been hiding a body this filthy-sexy?
Blood pumping so hard I felt dizzy.
She gave a soft laugh at my wide-eyed gawk.
"Jeez, staring like that embarrasses Mom."
"Sorry... You're just too beautiful."
I apologized and forced my head away.
She smiled all relaxed.
"Hehe. Thanks anyway. Doesn't creep you out or gross you out?"
"Not even a little. It's really pretty, Mom."
"...Thanks, my boy. Makes Mom feel confident."
She kissed my cheek, beaming.
I meant every word. Hated how bad I was at saying it.
"A woman's pussy is her most private, sensitive spot—so never ask to see just anyone's. And obviously no touching. Only with someone you truly love, when you're truly close."
"Yeah."
She explained it all gentle and patient.
Her voice felt good. Made me happy just hearing it.
Then she spread her legs and beckoned me closer.
"Sun-hu, wanna come take a closer look?"
I swallowed hard and scooted in toward Mom.