Chapter 1179 – Does Anyone Think I’m Taking a Nephew Around With Me?
After stopping voice phishing at the bank and exchanging our money for dollars, we went out on a date. The place we followed Taeyeon, who said she had prepared it herself, was to an unmanned motel.
“No, Taeyeon.”
I looked at Taeyeon in disgust as she chose a room in front of the kiosk. I asked her in a slightly awkward voice as she took out her card and paid.
“Are you meeting me for this?”
“Why are we meeting if it’s not like this?”
“Oh, kinda.”
“If you don’t like it, go home?”
She finished her calculation with a slight smile even though she was frowning at me as a joke. Then Taeyeon put her card in her wallet and nodded toward her elevator.
“Hey. Room 301. 3rd floor.”
“Are you really going to just hang out here today?”
“Oh, it’s annoying.”
Annoyance was evident not only in her words but also in her trembling nod. As I followed Taeyeon, I grumbled half sincerely.
“It’s a holiday today, let’s play outside.”
“It’s annoying. I’m tired. And, I’m tired from working just now.”
“Ah, it was cool back then.”
“Ha, fuck. It’s terrible.”
“What? “I heard it’s cool.”
She was always blunt and disingenuous, so she only showed her cute side, but it was really cool to see her working as a police officer while preventing voice phishing. When Taeyeon heard this, she was embarrassed and just snorted.
“It was cool. Really.”
“Oh, don’t be damned. “You bastard.”
“Is it true? Oh, we’ve arrived. Let’s type, Taeyeon.”
“I know, asshole.”
Even when she got into the elevator, she didn’t admit that she was cool. To this point, she smiled slightly when she saw cute Taeyeon and went up to the third floor.
Grumble!
Soon, as we arrived at the third floor, the elevator doors opened left and right. We tried to get off right away, and the couple waiting outside also tried to do the same but stopped.
“Oh.”
I was a little confused when I saw the man and woman who seemed to be going down. It was not because of the situation that she encountered in a specific place, a motel, but because a woman around my age was with a man around my father’s age.
“… !”
“Hmm. Hmm.”
The couple with their arms around each other showed a somewhat awkward reaction and stepped aside. Even though we were embarrassed, we got off the elevator and walked down the hallway.
Grumble, thump.
“… “What is it?”
Taeyeon asked out loud as the elevator with the older and younger couple was closing. I answered with the same expression as her, looking back at the closed elevator.
“What? They seemed like father and daughter.”
“Is it possible for a father and daughter to come to a motel? “Alone?”
“That’s right.”
“But does he want to meet someone his daughter’s age? So fucking gross…”
Suddenly Taeyeon stopped speaking. Then, before I could ask why, he took a step away from me and looked me up and down.
“I guess not?”
“What?”
“Fuck. “I guess not?”
She muttered the same words with an anxious frown on her face. I looked at him in confusion, wondering why he was suddenly like this, and opened the door to room 301 when I arrived.
“Ha, fuck. Probably not.”
She entered the motel room with Taeyeon, who didn’t know what she was talking about. As with all motels, there was a double bed, a wall-mounted TV, and a small table.
“Hey.”
She was taking off her coat that had shielded her from the cold wind and hanging it on her hanger when Taeyeon, with the same expression on her face as she had entered the room, called out to me. She asked carefully while looking at my eyes.
“If anyone sees it, does it seem like I’m taking my nephew around with me?”
“Huh?”
“No, you idiot. Do you think I look like your aunt? “If someone sees it.”
It seemed like the age difference between us was becoming a concern. Actually, it was worth it. Among us, Minah, the older one, was 6 years older than me, half the same age as me, and Taeyeon was 12 years older, completely the same age as me.
“You tell me honestly. Really, sincerely.”
In addition, Taeyeon even had a daughter named Yena. Looking at this fact alone, she could have been like an old lady taking care of her nephew, but that wasn’t what I thought at all.
“No? “I think they’ll just think they’re a couple.”
“Don’t begrudge me. “You idiot.”
“It’s not like that. “I really think so.”
A depressed Taeyeon walked up to her and took off her coat. Taeyeon’s face was frowning as if something was unclear, but she obediently took off her clothes.
“Then do you want to wash first? Or should I go first?”
“Do whatever you want.”
“Then I’ll wash first.”
The frown did not go away even after washing it one after another. Now, wearing only the bathrobes provided by the motel as standard, we lay down against the head of the bed.
“…”
“…”
I had no intention of forcing myself to do something with Taeyeon, who seemed in a bad mood. She turned on the TV with the intention of watching Net Flick until she felt better.
“Fuck. I feel like shit.”
Seuuk
Taeyeon grumbled in a low voice and held onto her body. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and let her rest her head on my chest.
“Hey.”
Not long after that, Taeyeon asked in a slightly brusque voice.
“What are you going to watch?”
“Huh?”
“What are you going to watch?”
“Wait a minute.”
At Taeyeon’s urging, I quickly operated her remote control. There was a drama that looked vaguely interesting, so I turned it on and watched it. Of course, it was natural that what I found like this was just fun to look at.
“… “It’s not fun.”
“Okay? Then, hey.”
She lifted her head from her chest and looked at me. With a look of uncertainty on her face, which looked more like a handsome man than a beautiful woman, she said something a little unexpected.
“Do you want to do it?”
“… No. “A little later.”
“Fuck. Why. “Don’t you want to hang out with someone who’s older than your aunt?”
“I think you don’t want to do it.”
“Did you say you would do it? Because I said I would do it? “If you don’t like it, just say no, right?”
“No. Something like that.”
“Fuck you bastard. “To search.”
Chin!
She seemed to want to do it out of a sense of duty rather than desire, so she immediately refused. Taeyeon took my attitude differently and laid her head on my chest as if to headbutt her.
“I said no.”
I lowered my arm around her shoulder, hoping that she would convey my true feelings. It slid over her motel gown, made of cheap material, past her tiny waist and down to her easy-birth-proof hips.
“Hey.”
As soon as I massaged her butt, I immediately raised my head and looked at her.
“You say you don’t want to do it?”
“It’s because I just want to touch it.”
“Are you pervert?”
“You brought me here. What are you talking about?”
“Don’t change your mind. You idiot. Hmm…”
Even as he muttered an insult, the sigh he let out as he laid his head down again was filled with satisfaction. I stopped massaging and patting Taeyeon’s butt.
Thump, thump, thump
“Oh, fuck.”
Taeyeon raised her head again after a few pats on her ass, which was as sticky as rice cake. She frowned and asked a question with a faint smile on her lips.
“What else? If you want to do it, say you want to do it. “You idiot.”
“No, I just want to do this?”
“What am I, I’m not even a puppy. Get your hands off me, bastard.”
When I told him to put his hands away, he shook his body slightly. Then, seeing Taeyeon with her head down, she thought for a moment with her hands in the air, and then grabbed her buttocks a little harder out of disappointment.
Ouch!
“Are you crazy? Really?”
This time too, Taeyeon raised her head and started questioning. The difference here from before was that the smile on my face was a little clearer.
“Why don’t you stop? Should I cut off your hand?”
“If you’re going to put it on.”
“Stop fucking with me. You idiot. “Stop it.”
“Okay. “I’ll stop.”
Seuuk
“Fuck, if you touch a strange place again, I’ll search.”
Stop
As I lowered my head and heard the words, I stopped raising my hand to touch my waist. After thinking for a few seconds, I patted Taeyeon’s back as if to comfort her.
“…”
Even when he thought about it, it didn’t seem to be such a strange part. Taeyeon didn’t protest much while I stroked her back through the thin motel gown. Until I asked about a question that suddenly arose.
“Taeyeon.”
“What.”
“You didn’t wear a bra?”
“Ah! This bastard is real!”
He showed a completely different reaction to the comment about his smooth back without any curves. Taeyeon suddenly got up and struck her thigh several times with her fist.
“Weird! Do something! Summer solstice! Mind! “You son of a bitch!”
Pop! Tuk! Widely! Pop! Puck!
“Ahh! Evil! Ah, okay! Okay! I won’t! “I won’t do it!”
“Fuck you. Really… !”
She didn’t lie down on me right away even after she told me not to. Only after Taeyeon glared at her with a frown on her face as if she was dying of hatred did she lower her upper body.
Chin!
“Big!”
She almost fell, so much so that she let out a startled, groaning cough. Despite this reaction, Taeyeon wriggled her body and found a comfortable position to lean on.
“…”
“…”
A silence similar to that felt when we had just come out of the shower came upon us. However, when I saw Taeyeon fidgeting while holding the hem of her bathrobe, I could see that she was in a completely different mood than back then.
“Taeyeon.”
I called Taeyeon, who seemed to be feeling much better. She answered in a blank voice without even raising her head to look.
“Why?”
“You didn’t wear a bra.”
“… Fuck you.”
He only muttered curses and showed no particular reaction. When she saw that, she extended her hand, which had been resting on her back, over her shoulder.
Seueuugh
“…”
The same thing happened when I let her hand slip through the gaping gown. Rather, I turned her body slightly to make it easier for me to massage.
“… Hey.”
A few seconds passed after I touched the skin, which was soft as pudding and subtly heavy. Taeyeon, still dazed but a little nervous, asked the same question as before.
“Hey. Are you going to do it?”
“Uh? “A little later.”
“Huh, really?”
Taeyeon didn’t urge us to do anything differently from then. Leaning against her chest, she just leisurely enjoyed my touch.
