Can I Fuck Your Mom? (5)
"Oh, you're awake?"
"Mom... when did you get here?"
"Get up and eat something."
Oh Jeongyeon was the type who obsessed over her appearance almost pathologically. Her creed was that looks and reputation shaped everything. But today, her hair was frizzy, her clothes disheveled, and dark circles ringed her eyes.
"Mom, did you stay up all night?"
"……"
It should've ended with her snapping at Kim Hoyoung, "I don't even want to see your face. Don't contact me again." So why had it dragged on like this? It made no sense.
"Things didn't go well? What did Kim Hoyoung say?"
"Ah... about that."
Oh Jeongyeon tried to play it cool, like it was no big deal.
"I've decided to date Kim Hoyoung temporarily for now."
"What?!"
Kim Minjae naturally freaked out. Had his mom lost her mind? Or misunderstood something? The 2 billion won was already deposited. No need to pretend to date...
"Come on, why so surprised? I said temporarily."
"No, temporary or not... why date a guy like that? Like you said, he's a total scumbag. He even trash-talked you..."
"Oh, that. He apologized."
"Apologized?"
"Yeah. Said he knew he'd crossed a line and apologized properly. So don't worry about that."
Oh Jeongyeon said it casually, spooning rice into her mouth. Her face stayed perfectly neutral.
"Still, why bother..."
"Well, after talking more, he's not that weird. He's got some principles, actually."
"E-even so..."
Kim Minjae was speechless at this totally unexpected turn. Who was it that told him to cut ties with Kim Hoyoung? And now she was dating him, even if temporarily? Friends dating moms? That crossed into dog-meat territory.
"I wish you wouldn't see that guy..."
"What silly thoughts. I'm not actually dating him."
"Huh?"
Oh Jeongyeon waved him off, telling him not to be ridiculous.
"I did take the 2 billion, but money's endless—you can never have enough. Think about Paengchang-dong prices. What if hospital rent's higher than expected? Plus, equipment costs are separate."
"B-but?"
"I saw Kim Hoyoung's house—super luxurious. He's loaded, somehow. Anyway, I can squeeze more out of him."
"...So you're faking a relationship for money?"
"Exactly."
She pointed her chopsticks at her son for emphasis. Kim Minjae still looked displeased. Something felt off.
"So you're... giving him your body for cash?"
"What? No way. That's strictly off-limits! Won't even let him touch."
"Really?"
"Of course. For a guy who talks big but's never had a girlfriend—total mama's boy—I can milk him just for the girlfriend fantasy. Once you get a proper hospital, we're done. No weird worries."
"Hmm..."
With 2 billion, he could pay off the house loan and open the clinic. But factoring Paengchang-dong real estate, even that might be tight, like Mom said. Had she approached him calculating that far ahead? Impressive, but... it bugged him. Uncomfortable.
"Mom... do you know how he makes his money?"
"? Huh? No?"
"He pimps women out and takes a cut. He's a pimp..."
"...Hmm~"
Oh Jeongyeon finished eating indifferently. Why? Normally she'd freak and fall back. Instead, she calmly cleared her plate.
"...Like I said, it's just temporary dating. No need to worry."
And so, his friend and mom actually started dating. Temporary or not, having a boyfriend changed her. She stared at her phone more, took calls away from him. Heavier makeup, more silent outings and overnights. The obsessive attachment to her son faded as he wanted, but he wasn't happy. Couldn't yell at her to break up. Kim Hoyoung had helped financially.
"Hoyoung knows a company running real estate deals. Got time today?"
"Since when do you call him Hoyoung?"
"Huh? Didn't I always?"
She and his friend felt way closer now.
"Might get a deal below market. Go meet him."
She hated—despised—Kim Hoyoung. All to set him up better financially. Sacrificing as always. Proof: helping with the real estate contract.
'Mom's forcing herself to fake-date someone she hates for me. Can't act childish.'
Arriving at the spot Mom arranged, Kim Minjae was stunned. Prime Paengchang-dong, Nakwon Station heart—top foot traffic nationwide. High-rise with uniformed guards patrolling. Park Jisoo emerged to greet him.
"Heard the news. You're our president's friend, right?"
"President... president?"
"Yes. Hoyoung."
"Oh, Kim Hoyoung. Yeah, friends, but... president?"
"Yes. He told me to wait."
Kim Hoyoung, a president? That pimp? World felt wrong. But Park Jisoo's crisp suit and neat look screamed no bullshit. Later learned: Nakwon University grad, passed elite civil service exam. No way a con artist.
"Our building's 3rd floor is vacant. Perfect for a hospital?"
"...Sounds great. No reason not to."
Up on the 3rd: 200 pyeong vacant space awaiting an owner. Spacious, cozy. Overkill for a first venture. Location screamed customers. But guards everywhere. Overkill for one building's security?
"Park Jisoo, why so many guards?"
"Oh, those are cops. They show up uninvited."
"Cops? Why..."
"Trying to impress the president. Dahyeon's efforts."
"Who's Dahyeon?"
"Paradise City Police Chief."
Yeah, news: young female cop rocketed to chief unusually young.
But her connection to Kim Hoyoung?
"No one's breaking in anyway... Use 'em for errands."
"E-errands? Cops?"
Park Jisoo called a nearby cop, ordered tteok. He brought bean-filled, got slapped. Ran twice for honey tteok.
"Anyway, like the place?"
"Location's perfect. Price is the issue..."
Prime spot like this? His assets: worthless post-loan. 1 billion left. 200 pyeong Paengchang-dong? No shot. Dream opportunity, though...
"Don't worry about price. 1 billion."
"What?! 1 billion? For real?"
"Yes. Special for president's friend."
"This huge space for 1 billion... My business starts here..."
Dusty vacancy gleamed like a castle. Fresh grad's emotion soured fast as Park Jisoo flipped a paper, dropping a bombshell.
"But my investigation shows Kim Minjae was in the U.S. with..."
"Gasp!"
Ex-W.L.K. advisor Park Jisoo was top in smarts and detail among Hoyoung's crew. She'd dug into him off-books. Her net hit his buried secrets.
"How'd you find that...!"
"Guess it's true."
"Wh-who'd you tell?"
"No one yet."
"Don't! Please!"
Kim Minjae lunged, promising 20% hospital revenue if she kept quiet. Huge sum. Park Jisoo nodded shrewdly.
"Fine. No order from president, just my curiosity."
"Please. Kim Hoyoung aside, Mom knows? I'm done."
"Not just that... Anyway, contract's on."
Soon, "Kim Minjae Clinic" sign went up high-rise. Prime for success. Issue: construction funds? Nowhere.
Desperate, he called mystery rich friend. Kim Hoyoung came easy. Not that busy, huh.
"What's up, Minjae?"
"...You're dating my mom?"
"Yeah. Jeongyeon told you?"
Jeongyeon? Rage surged. But endure. He needed favors. Broke sucked, like Mom said.
"You better not treat her rough. If you do, no forgiveness."
"Wouldn't. Didn't she tell you about us?"
"Nothing. Not a word."
"Aw... embarrassed, huh."
"I've thought it over..."
Kim Minjae lowered his voice deliberately.
"I can't accept you dating Mom."
"What? Why suddenly?"
"Feels like I sold her for a clinic."
"Gonna shake me down for construction too?"
"……"
Busted, speechless.
"I'll lend that too. Relax."
"...Not about money. Scared she's suffering for me."
"Ah~ Really? Show you how we get along?"
"What?"
Kim Hoyoung pulled a USB.
"Yesterday's play, recorded. Watch and judge."
Play? Recorded? Bad vibes, Kim Minjae snatched it, raced home, plugged in. One video file.
Trembling, hit play.
"Eh...? Recording again...?"
A short-haired woman covered her face with her palm.
"No record, no dick tonight."
"Really... can't resist when you say that...♡"
Palm lifted like clouds, revealing her face.
"...Mom."
"Yess~♡ I'm Oh Jeongyeon, the pathetic pervert auntie who lost to my son's friend's cock♡ Please enjoy this auntie's asshole show—I obey any shameful order for boyfriend's dick♡"
A melted-face Mom he'd never seen posed V-signs nude on camera willingly.
"Hey, Oh Jeongyeon. Who you showing this to?"
"? No idea~? More like, Hoyoung's cock—shove max dick down my throat to suffocate me...♡"
Seeing Mom pinch lips open for cock, Kim Minjae drowned in filthy taboo, groin heating uncomfortably.