A Prepared MILF Ready to Shave for Her Husband
"Huh? What do you mean by that, Mom? Can you be a little more specific?"
Park A-young tilted her head at Kim Min-jung's question about whether Geum Tae-yang would actually prefer a woman with no hair down there. Her tone made it clear she wanted to understand exactly what her mother was getting at.
"Well... what Mom means is..."
The question had come out of pure desire more than anything else, but when her daughter Park A-young responded with more enthusiasm than expected, Kim Min-jung found herself thinking hard all over again.
I almost gave myself away just now... Aigoo...
As far as Kim Min-jung could tell, she had nearly created a situation that would make her daughter Park A-young start suspecting her relationship with Geum Tae-yang. Even she had to admit the question didn't match the personality she'd shown up until now. So she was carefully refining her words, preparing a follow-up that wouldn't give too much away.
"Do you think Tae-yang might not like women who have hair down there...? Would he only go for girls who've cleaned it up, A-young...?"
But for all her cleverness, Kim Min-jung was still an incredibly pure-hearted woman. While she was deep in thought, her curiosity exploded again and she blurted out something far more direct. What she really wanted to know was whether the man she loved, Geum Tae-yang, had been putting up with something that wasn't his preference at all just to keep having sex with her.
With a personality like hers, there's no way I can tip her off that I already know...
Park A-young had no trouble reading the anxiety written all over Kim Min-jung's face. She also knew full well that this fretting came from her mother's unique brand of timidness and emotional sensitivity. If she came right out and told a woman like Kim Min-jung that she already knew about her relationship with Geum Tae-yang, her mother might just vanish into thin air.
"Hmm? The Geum Tae-yang I know doesn't seem like an all-or-nothing kind of guy."
In the end, Park A-young decided to give Kim Min-jung the answer tailored just for her.
"Even if he has a preference in that department, he's the type who can still fully enjoy other kinds of sexual appeal, you know?"
"Personally, I think sexual tastes work a lot like any other habit — and I've never seen Tae-yang be a picky eater in any field."
Of course, she wasn't making any of this up. She had solid grounds for it, and she was framing things so Kim Min-jung could digest them properly.
That look on Tae-yang's face when he was having sex with Mom... that was the real deal... He was enjoying himself like a man possessed...
Park A-young had evidence that was rock solid. She had rewatched the video of Kim Min-jung and Geum Tae-yang having sex the night before easily dozens of times. Geum Tae-yang had been a beast completely unhinged for Kim Min-jung's body. Kim Min-jung herself had seen the way that beast looked, gasping with pleasure as he drove his cock into her pussy. But Kim Min-jung was the one in the middle of it. In cases like this, a third party's read could be more accurate than the person involved.
"Ahh... I see... Well, our Tae-yang is the considerate type. Very embracing..."
Kim Min-jung beamed. Simple woman that she was, she accepted her daughter Park A-young's word that Geum Tae-yang would love even a pussy with plenty of hair on it. A soft flush colored her beautiful face, her mouth stretched into a grin that reached her ears — a woman utterly incapable of hiding what she felt.
"But Mom, even if it's Tae-yang, I think even that guy has something like that. Sexual fantasies, I mean?"
Judging that she'd laid enough groundwork, Park A-young finally let the real purpose of bringing up the bare-pussy topic today slip into the open.
"Sexual fantasies?"
Kim Min-jung, thoroughly marinated in the buildup, fixed her daughter with eyes full of even greater interest and hung on every word. It couldn't be helped — as a sultry MILF she had plenty of practical knowledge, but when it came to miscellaneous theoretical knowledge she actually knew less than virgin Park A-young. She had married the first man she ever dated at twenty-one, after starting the relationship at twenty, and had lived that way for twenty-one years.
"Yeah, sexual fantasies. Like how a guy can lose his mind over a pure, innocent girlfriend, but every now and then also get pulled in by a girlfriend who acts like a seductress. That kind of concept?"
"Enjoying his lovely girlfriend's hairy spot one day, then sometimes imagining what it would look like with no hair at all. That kind of feeling?"
True to the little girl who'd once dreamed of becoming a teacher, Park A-young explained the concept of sexual fantasy to her clueless mother Kim Min-jung with crisp analogies and a logical structure.
Would Tae-yang really... imagine my bare spot down there...??
Until now, Kim Min-jung had only ever thought pure thoughts about her love with Geum Tae-yang and the sex they shared. Thanks to her daughter Park A-young, she had reached the point of picturing Geum Tae-yang's sexual fantasies.
I'm sure of it — that's a person. Not a zombie. The feeling is completely different.
While forty-two-year-old Kim Min-jung was discovering the concept of sexual fantasy after meeting her soulmate, that soulmate Geum Tae-yang had just registered the presence of an unidentified stranger. After days of nothing but zombies, his encounter with Cho Hee-chan's crew a few days earlier had taught him something unmistakable. The difference between how humans and zombies registered through his Keen Senses trait was night and day. That was why, even without confirming it with his own eyes, Geum Tae-yang was certain the source of this déjà vu was human, not undead.
They're still watching. Does that mean they've been observing me for a while?
Even with his Combat Mental Master trait running, Geum Tae-yang fiddled with his radio as if he hadn't noticed a thing. From what he could piece together by continuously tracking the source of the sensation, the target seemed to be holding a fixed position. In other words, this didn't look like someone who had just stumbled across him. Tae-yang figured the person had been watching him at least since he'd started fighting the zombies.
Once he'd roughly sized things up—
Alright, let's get a look at this bastard's face!!
He whipped his head toward the direction of the sensation.
There he is!!!!
And sure enough, someone was watching Geum Tae-yang from there. The rooftop of a three-story commercial building.
What the hell?? He even brought a telescope to keep an eye on me!!!
The stranger wore a baseball cap with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up over it, and he was using a telescope to watch Tae-yang's position.
So he was deliberately staking me out??
Geum Tae-yang's eyes went slightly wide as he took in the man's outfit, then they flashed sharp. This didn't feel like someone who'd started watching after happening to pass by — it was more than enough to conclude this was someone specifically targeting and spying on him.
The stranger on the three-story commercial rooftop realized Geum Tae-yang had spotted him. He immediately started to run.
Okay! Coming right after you!!!
Geum Tae-yang broke into a sprint, determined to figure out who this guy was.
The fact that he bolted that fast means there's a good chance there aren't many zombies on the alley approach to that block! I can chase him!
He had to cross one full city block. But given how the target had taken off without even looking back, it didn't seem like the path that way was packed with zombies thick enough to bump into. So Tae-yang decided to pursue without hesitation.
Yep, no zombies!! Then full-power sprint!! At D-level right now I do a hundred meters in 9.6 seconds! Once he's in visual range, it's over in a flash!
Just as expected, not a single zombie appeared the whole way around the block. Geum Tae-yang shifted into full-power sprint mode. After a few days of thoroughly testing and wringing every drop out of his D-level stats, he had a solid read on what he could do.
"Oh, for fuck's sake...!"
Rounding the corner of the commercial block, Geum Tae-yang spotted the stranger's back — still hooded. But the triumphant look from his full-power sprint was gone, replaced by a face twisted with pure irritation.
"Hurry the hell up!! That bastard's an Awakened!! Who knows what he might do!!"
The stranger had companions. And those companions were already in a car. The moment the stranger climbed in, he started barking at them to floor it.
"Was he an Awakened????"
The strangers' vehicle roared to life and took off.
"Fuck!! Stop right there!! I said stop!!!"
Geum Tae-yang poured on the speed again, hoping to latch onto the car before it built up acceleration. But the distance had been considerable from the start, and in the end he couldn't reach the vehicle. He was forced to stop running.
"Damn it..."
He'd lost the strangers, but Geum Tae-yang still spent a long while roaming the area as originally planned, scouting the surrounding situation. Then, as the sun began to set, he returned to the bunker.
"I'm home, Ajumma~~~! A-young, I'm back~~!"
Kim Min-jung and Park A-young came out to greet Geum Tae-yang as he opened the bunker gate. Kim Min-jung hurried over with quick steps, while Park A-young walked out slowly with her arms crossed.
"Came back, did you, Geum Tae-yang?"
"Haha! Of course nothing happened to me, Ajumma! Huh? Park A-young, you were in the living room too?"
Geum Tae-yang's face was soaked with sweat, and his combat suit was drenched in zombie blood. But the moment the woman he loved, Kim Min-jung, came straight out to welcome him, a full smile bloomed across his face. Then he spotted Park A-young behind Kim Min-jung and his eyes went round. The way he'd casually mentioned checking on Park A-young as he came in had been pure formality — he hadn't actually expected her to come out like this.
"What, you got a problem with me coming out to greet you?"
Park A-young reacted to Geum Tae-yang's wide-eyed face with a thoroughly unimpressed look.
"Haha...! Just surprised, that's all..."
Geum Tae-yang scratched his head like he genuinely hadn't seen this coming. But he looked pleased.
Heh... somehow this feels like a daughter coming out to welcome her dad...?
In the past, Geum Tae-yang would have snarled right back. But now that he was Kim Min-jung's husband, Park A-young no longer felt like the old rival she used to be.
"Ajumma and A-young were talking in the living room, Tae-yang."
Kim Min-jung looked Geum Tae-yang over from head to toe as she explained the situation.
"Oh, really? In the living room??"
Geum Tae-yang was genuinely startled. Of course Kim Min-jung and Park A-young had talked plenty since moving into the bunker. But most of the time it was Kim Min-jung going up to the second-floor main control room to find Park A-young. So the two of them having a conversation in the living room carried a completely different feel.
"Why are you so shocked over something that trivial?"
The moment the conversation turned to her, Park A-young turned on her heel and walked off — heading toward the second-floor main control room — without forgetting to grumble in that same unimpressed tone.
"I'll come up in a bit too, A-young~?"
Kim Min-jung turned her head toward her daughter and spoke in a slightly awkward tone.
"Oh... sounds like you two had a pretty intense conversation?"
It felt like a genuine mother-daughter talk for the first time in a while, so Geum Tae-yang asked Kim Min-jung with a face full of curiosity.
"No, just... there was a little something, Tae-yang... Oh! You're going to wash up right away, right? Ajumma already drew you a bath."
Kim Min-jung briefly avoided Geum Tae-yang's eyes, then immediately changed the subject to the bathwater she'd prepared for his return, as if covering something up.
"Hell yeah... That's my Min-jung Ajumma! Then I'll go wash up right now, Ajumma! Hahahaha!!"
Geum Tae-yang kicked off his combat-suit special boots, stepped into the living room, and immediately stripped off his top as he walked toward the first-floor shower. The sweat-soaked back he revealed was pure, overwhelming muscle — masculine energy practically rolling off him in waves.
"....."
Kim Min-jung watched in silence as Geum Tae-yang headed for the shower, that back on full display.
Tae-yang's sexual fantasy... then what about mine...?
With the fire her daughter had lit, Kim Min-jung's mind was completely flooded with thoughts of sex with Geum Tae-yang.