The Irresistible Rich Friend of My Son
It's been over a month since I started this new job. A somewhat special position, secured through my son's valuable connections.
The housekeeping gig offered by his friend, young master Cha Do-yeon. Sure, he flashes business cards with titles like president or CEO these days, but I've known him since middle school, so "young master" still feels right.
After my husband passed, our family fell on hard times financially. My son rebelled hard against our poverty and started down a bad path, and even my dutiful daughter began straying bit by bit. It was hopeless.
Deep down, I figured if things hit rock bottom, maybe the chaebol heir—my son's old friend—might step in. But I never dreamed he'd jump right in when I spilled our troubles.
...Though, yeah, I got tangled in some wild stuff from day one.
Anyway, aside from the somewhat 'special orders', this housekeeper job was a game-changer. Finish cleaning, and you've got flexible hours, generous pay, and perks galore.
The place is huge, but I just handle spots the robot vacuum misses. And even though it's big, a single guy lives here, so laundry and dishes are a breeze.
With time to spare after? Total freedom. Clock out early or lounge around—he doesn't care. Leaves it all to me.
The house is amazing...
And lately, I've been sticking around longer and longer.
This massive penthouse felt way too luxurious at first, like I'd never fit in. But humans adapt, right? When the young master's out, it starts feeling like my place.
I soak in the fancy tub with bubbles, and staring down at bustling Seoul from the glass walls? Makes me feel on top of the world. Like I'm the lady of the house.
So I linger more. Standards rise, and it becomes home.
"Hoo..."
Lies started piling up from this mess. The exhausting family drama wore me down, but healing here felt better. No desire to go home.
I knew ignoring it would spiral, but still—
"I'm home!"
"Ah!?"
A booming voice echoes as I bow my head. Not even 6 PM yet—he must've wrapped up early.
Mid-pee and texting in the bathroom, I yelp in panic.
"Y-Young master—sir! You're back?!"
"Huh? In the bathroom?"
"Y-Yes, just handling business... I'll be out in a sec!"
"No rush. Take your time."
"Pardon?"
Clunk! Heavy footsteps approach, and the bathroom door swings wide open.
Squirming on the toilet, I expose myself the second it flies open.
"—!!!"
Shocked, but no scream. Muscles tense, legs clamp shut—that's all I manage.
His sudden move, but no anger or protest from me. He was out handling business, and I acted like I owned the place. But now he's back, and this luxury penthouse is his.
So embarrassing...♥
Perched naked on the toilet save for a white apron—the contract from day one: apron only or fully nude inside.
He's in rumpled suit: jacket tossed on the couch, shirt and pants hugging his tall, muscular frame and handsome face.
Whoosh...
He washes up at the sink like it's nothing, glancing at my flustered state with a sly grin.
"Seong Yu-ra."
"Y-Yes?!"
"About the cleaning. You do great work, but no need to be so thorough every day."
"B-But we get paid well. Gotta do it right."
He snorts.
"That's just pocket change 'cause I'm worried about my friend's mom. You know that, right? Don't strain your back—take it easy."
"......"
I know. It was the deal from the start.
Still, can't slack on big monthly pay. In this harsh world, this kindness is luck.
"Well... if it eases your mind, no helping it."
"Yeah... place sits empty anyway, not much else to do..."
"But honestly, more urgent than corner dusting."
"Pardon? ......!"
Shakes off his hands and looms before me. Belt unbuckling echoes.
Click, click!
Crystal clear what that means.
Throb!
Ah...!
His brutal cock rears up fierce and straight, veins bulging, proving his youth the second briefs drop.
Shoved in my face, potent male musk hits hard.
He grins.
"This needs cleaning first. Up for it?"
"......♥"
Ballooning huge at the apron-clad sight of me, no rejection—just sniff, lean in, lips parting naturally.
Mwah♥
"Ngh...!"
Loyal kiss to his favorite tip...♥ Lick along the shaft, then engulf.
Slurp slurp slurp slurp!
"Ah... fuck."
Lapped it. Sucked my son's friend's massive dick like candy, mouth stuffed full.
So big and hot...♥
Trashy toilet blowjob in nothing but apron. Perverted as hell.
But after a month, it's routine. Housekeeper in scraps, him groping and teasing daily.
He's so worked up...♥
Despite the age gap, he loves it. Kneads my huge tits, strokes belly and thighs. Sees me as a woman.
"Fuck, friend's mom's mouthpussy is the best... shit!"
"♥ ...Mmgh!? Grrrmph♥"
Grips my nape, yanks close. Firm hold screams raw lust...♥
Feels good. At my age, being treated like his woman? Irresistible.
He bucks hips obscenely to defile—
Spurt! Spurt spurt spurt spurt♥
Throat flooded...♥
Blissful climax has him grinding, clamping my head till every hot seed pumps in. Won't let go till he's marked this longtime family friend filthy with his grown cock.
"Hoo."
"Guh, geh!"
Post-nut glow, he pulls back slightly, eyeing me expectantly.
I catch my breath, compose, look up demurely, and open wide.
"Cleaning... complete♥"
Mouth agape, show the full load...♥ Prove the hired help fulfilled orders, then gulp♥ down it all.
Vigorous man's seed, straight to my belly, not a drop wasted.
Grin widens.
Mwah.
"♥"
Pets my chin like a dog, pecks my cheek.
Squelch squelch squelch♥
"Nnghaa♥"
Expert fingers dive below, ignoring my piss mess, teasing me wild.
Pinching my clit feels so good...♥
This is my new normal. More his housekeeper than mom—
"Alright, that's enough."
"Ah...!"
Pulls fingers free with a sigh and smirk.
"Sorry, rough day—beat."
"Oh, r-right! No worries then."
"Mood's off, so next time we go further?"
Heads out muttering about a shower. Water rushes as I emerge.
New worry hits. A week ago, he'd pounce every glimpse. Lately? Hugs scarce.
Teases to the brink, then stops. Like interest waned on hooked fish.
Bored of me...?
Flow was perfect just now, but who knows. No clue what he wants anymore.
Squeeze...!
Real talk: I'm an auntie with a big age gap. Probably just fun— no clinging.
* Next day.
"......Huh?"
Meant to add dehumidifiers to the closet, but something's off.
One small section of the master closet stuffed with women's clothes. Single guy's place—no prior sign.
Live-in roommate? News to the housekeeper.
"Huh...?"
Note under hangers reveals all.
[Gift♥]
Gift...? ..........All this?!
Terrifying. Sudden, undeserved. Figured mistaken recipient, but drawers confirm: real.
[New Ring (Hoping you'll wear it)]
Ring? ......Ah!
Thick diamond in the jewelry box. Noticed him eyeing elsewhere lately—my old wedding band, worn thin to honor my late husband.
That meaning...?
Overkill gift screams: ditch it, kills the mood. Erase ex-husband traces.
He stakes claim even over the dead. Proves he's serious—oddly thrilling.
All so pricey...
Closet treasure trove: dream bags, lingerie, all my size.
"...Pretty♥"
Gorgeous. Piles of luxury tempt.
Choice time before full pantry: cling to past or cross line? Gulp...!
Fiddles forgotten gold ring on ring finger. Loved my husband for family, but young master's wealth and cock dazzle.
Lingering at closet, my decision—
* * *
"I'm hom—oh?"
Waiting at his return time, he freezes at the door, stares, then relaxes with a grin. Kicks off shoes casually, approaches smiling.
"Made up your mind?"
"......Yes."
"Picked stuff you'd look killer in. Suits you perfect."
"......♥"
On me: sheer negligee flashing slutty lingerie, black thong baring ass. Breaks apron/nude rule, but no anger.
Thrilled by his gift-wrapped prize, finally obedient, he sniffs my scent close.
Fondles my left ring finger, whispers:
"New ring looks great."
"......♥"
Vigin-era confession vibes. Half-naked before young stud? Don't care anymore.
Wrapped in his gifts, living here—feels like his property. Thrilling.
Squeeze squeeze...
It's starting...♥
Stay still, he gropes. Gropes like old times, tends my aching pussy.
Mwah, mwah♥ Sucks my nape, marks his woman♥
'Love it. Ring on? Calling you Yu-ra from now.'
'......Yes♥'
'Rest in the usual spot?'
Whispers lead us side-by-side. Beyond housekeeper—his woman, his wife.
Squeeze squeeze♥ Young stud's big hands knead my ass.
Guided like a bride, meekly enter master bedroom.