Seducing the Married Woman Head-On (3)
The tense dinner time with Eunyoung sis, whose face had turned bright red, dragged on for another full 30 minutes just like that.
She'd gotten a clear look under the table at the shape of my cock, its size, and its current rock-hard state. Her reaction shifted noticeably to one of blatant arousal.
And that reaction of hers was the perfect side dish for my meal.
“I'll have another bowl.”
“Uh, um… Sis—no, Auntie will serve you, Taekyung…”
“I'm already up. Just scoop from the rice cooker, right?”
“Y-yeah…”
“Finish your meal first. You haven't even eaten half yet.”
Only then did she realize she'd barely touched her food during the nearly 40-minute dinner. She hurriedly grabbed her spoon and chopsticks.
I calmly scooped another bowl from the cooker and returned to the table.
“As expected, Eunyoung sis's kimchi stew is the best.”
“R-really…?”
“When I try making it alone at home, it never tastes this good. Is it the kimchi?”
“N-next time, take some kimchi home… Kimchi season's in a few months…”
We kept up that kind of pointless chatter until the nearly hour-long meal finally wrapped up. Only then did the bowl in front of Eunyoung sis finally hit empty.
The expected acquisition points hovered around 70 for a while before peaking at 75 to cap it off.
I hadn't anticipated things going this smoothly. But after years of celibacy, it made sense—hitting those primal instincts was the most efficient approach.
“Ta-Takyeong… Now that you're done eating, you should head home…”
“My laundry's not finished yet.”
“Oh, r-right…? Look at my head…”
“You're not seriously telling me to leave like this, are you? Even if it's next door, I'm a little embarrassed.”
“O-of course not… Auntie misspoke…!!”
Yeah, the whole situation had been chaotic enough for that. If the roles were reversed and some college girl in a boxy t-shirt with her lower half completely missing sat across from me at dinner, even I'd struggle to focus.
“I'll handle the dishes.”
“N-no, you rest, Taekyung…”
“You fed me, how could I? No backing down on this.”
“No-not sis…”
“Go sit and watch some TV to relax. I'm not leaving the sink until these are done.”
Eunyoung sis pondered for a moment with a conflicted look.
“…Th-then Auntie will rest.”
With that careful tone, she retreated to the living room sofa.
I'd half-hoped she'd stand next to me at the sink for some sneaky flashes of my erection, but oh well.
As I slipped on rubber gloves and turned on the faucet, the TV flicked on behind me. Soon, the familiar voice of a variety show MC filled the house like background music.
At least she hadn't fled to her room to avoid me. That meant I had one more shot at tempting her before heading out.
I hurriedly scrubbed the two people's worth of dishes piled in the sink. The washer finishing up would signal my own time limit to leave.
I wanted to bump her expected points up even a little more before I went.
I set the dripping dishes on the drying rack and finished the cleanup. Eunyoung sis sat there staring blankly at the TV screen, like her soul had wandered off.
I sneaked up behind her and grabbed both her shoulders firmly.
“Sis!”
“Hiyaa?!”
She jolted like a fresh fish flung onto the deck of a boat, letting out a girlish scream as she bounced off the sofa.
“Dishes are done.”
“Ta-Takyeong… Don't scare me like that…”
Keeping one hand on her shoulder to pin her in place, I smoothly slid onto the sofa cushion next to her and leaned in close.
“Why are you so spaced out today?”
“…Huh? W-what do you mean…?”
“Your eyes have been all over the place like your soul flew out. You barely ate during dinner.”
“D-did I…? Maybe I just wasn't hungry…”
“Or is it… this?”
I'd drawn her gaze to me with words, then casually lifted the hem of my t-shirt.
“Y-you! What if someone sees? So shameless…!!”
“Only you here to see anyway.”
“I'm a woman, you know?!”
“Finally admitting you're sis, huh?”
“N-no, that's…”
The effect of calling her “sis” nonstop since yesterday was finally kicking in. She was starting to accept the nickname.
“A-anyway, no…”
“No what?”
“A fresh young guy baring his lower half so boldly in front of a 40-something auntie… that's no good…”
“I've never bared myself to some 40-something auntie. Only doing it for you, Eunyoung sis.”
“S-same difference…”
Not the same at all. Physically and mentally, she was something entirely special, nothing like your average 40s housewife.
…Just a little more, and I had a feeling she'd cave this time.
“Eunyoung sis.”
“……”
“Don't you want to reclaim your prime S-rank hunter power?”
Her head tilted slightly at my words.
“…What're you talking about?”
“Exactly what I said. Don't you want your lost awakening ability back?”
“…Don't say silly things. That's impossible.”
“From what I know, you stayed active as an S-rank hunter up to a pretty late age, right? Even two years after Hyeun was born.”
“W-well, yeah. You were just a kid back then—how do you know all that old stuff?”
“You know the reason you could stay active so late, don't you, sis?”
Her face flushed red, like she had a guess.
“Your ex-husband was a male hunter, right?”
“……”
“Hunters who marry male hunters supposedly keep their prime longer—it's a credible rumor, and you know it.”
“Taekyung…”
“You also know sex with someone you truly understand and love can revive an Awakener's powers, right?”
She didn't answer, but her reddening face said it all.
“I can fill that empty spot your husband left, sis. Hell, I might satisfy you even more.”
“S-stop… What would Hyeun think if she knew…?”
“I got Hyeun's permission. She said it's okay to fuck you.”
“Th-that's ridiculous…”
“And what does Hyeun matter? It's your feelings that count, Eunyoung sis.”
Before she knew it, she'd been pushed back until she was half-reclining on the sofa. She kept dodging my eyes, but each time, I turned her face to meet mine head-on.
“So what do you think, sis?”
“……”
“Is it that you really don't find me attractive as a man and don't want sex? Or do you think I can't satisfy you better than your ex?”
“Th-that's… um…”
“Look me dead in the eyes and say it, sis.”
Our gazes locked perfectly. Her pupils trembled wildly, and the points floating by her face had already spiked to 90.
It was the perfect moment—right on the verge of my personal threshold for pouncing.
Ding, driiing~
Pak! At the same instant, Eunyoung sis shoved me off and scrambled up from the sofa.
“Ta-Takyeong! Laundry's done!”
“……”
“Time to change and go home, right?! We agreed!!”
Haa, seriously—one more step, and it would've been over. Of all the timings for the washer to finish.
Spending a full hour on dinner might've been a blunder after all.
Though it had boosted her awakening points quite a bit.
“C'mon, Taekyung! Hurry and change—go home! How long you gonna stay in that shameless getup?!”
While I sighed in regret, Eunyoung sis had already returned with my fully washed and dried clothes in both hands.
She must've bolted to the utility room at lightning speed.
“Hurry! C'mon! Change and go! Right, Taekyung?!”
“…Yeah, got it.”
Forcing it now wouldn't revive the shattered mood anyway.
Regrettable, but time to pull back for today.
Fucking her was top priority, sure—but I couldn't rush and screw it up.
Eunyoung sis was just as precious to me as Hyeun. I wanted our first time—and hopefully not our last—to be something special.
Plus, time-wise, starting now risked Hyeun walking in after work.
Permission or not, she probably didn't want to see me banging her mom.
Reluctantly, I threw on the clothes she'd tossed me and got ready to head home.
“I'm off, sis.”
“Y-yeah! Go quick—quick!!”
“Okay, stop pushing.”
The moment I finished changing and slipped on my shoes, she hustled me straight to the front door.
As I stepped through, she slammed it shut and locked it in a frenzy.
“Son—you're banned from mom's house for a while!!”
“Huh?”
“No entering till that overheated head of yours cools off!!”
She yelled it through the iron gate bars, then scurried back inside. I heard not just the door lock but a couple extra bolts sliding shut from within.
“…Totally bombed.”
Now what excuse to use next time to get back in?