Chapter 10 – My Secret Partner (1)
Kiik-
After a hard day, I fell asleep quickly. It sounded like someone was opening the door in my ear. Then, for a long time, it seemed that someone was standing there without any movement.
I wanted to open my eyes and check, but my eyelids kept closing and I fell asleep. It sounded like the door was closing. Who was the person at my bedside?
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“Dongho, Dongho.”
I woke up to the sound of someone whispering in my ear. I was so tired that I fell asleep without a dream. It seemed like someone had been there last night, but I didn’t keep it in my mind.
“Dongho, you have to go to school.”
Next to me was her vocal cords mother. A gentle smile was on her graceful face. She had the illusion that her smile contained love.
She was wearing the dolphin pants she wore yesterday with a white shirt. She was preparing breakfast, and she was wearing a beige apron over her shirt.
Her apron slightly floated, covering the line of her full breasts. It was the reason her apron looked like a single-dressed uniform. How would she look with her sleeveless shirt off and only her apron on?
“Good morning?”
She asked in her characteristic soft voice. Hearing her morning greetings, she thought of her mother for nothing. She woke me up with a higher-pitched voice than hers, but now I really miss her mother’s voice. It was a wake-up call for a voiceover that I haven’t heard in a long time.
“Sure, good night.”
“Then let’s get up and have breakfast.”
“Yes…”
I sat down at the table, rubbing my sleepy eyes. Hot soup, hot rice, and various side dishes were placed on the table. It’s quite a treat for breakfast.
“Wow… When did you prepare this?”
“Yeah, I usually eat simpler, but today Dongho is here so I prepared some.”
Dong-ho was very moved by her thoughtfulness. Maybe she is an angel who came down for me. Yesterday she thought her choice to sleep at her house was right again.
I slowly picked up my spoon and started eating. Whenever we ate, the food she prepared was delicious just like her, no, like her heart. She would have cut off her commuter pass if I could pay her for breakfast with her.
“Is it good enough to eat?”
She continued to cook this and that in her kitchen and asked me to eat.
“Sure. Is it really good?”
“It’s good, boy.”
“Are your vocal cords gone?”
“Yes, the vocal cords went out early in the morning. Why is the kid leaving so early? I didn’t even eat breakfast…”
Vocal cords Mama seems to be really worried, and when she talks about her vocal cords, she speaks in a low voice.
It’s not like this guy went to school to study, so where did he go? Today is the day I decided to tail her and her vocal chords. She would follow her from place to place in her car and spend time alone. Like a lover Today, I made a resolution to uncover the secret of my vocal cords.
“But it’s Dongho…”
She suddenly lowered her voice and asked me. It would be hard for me to meet my eyes because he didn’t look back at me. Maybe it’s a story about vocal cords.
“What happened in the bathroom yesterday?…”
Huh? In the bathroom? What’s going on?
I was taken aback by the unexpected answer. She asked about the bathroom yesterday. Is there something I’m doing wrong? After wrapping my cock in her underwear, I came out of the bathroom unable to ejaculate.
All she could infer was seeing my hard erect penis. But it’s a common occurrence for anyone of a hot-blooded age. As the mother of Seongdae, she must know better than anyone. So what’s the matter?
“No… Nothing happened. Why?”
I answered her question in a cautious voice.
“Ah… There’s something strange on the laundry.”
“Yes?!”
I almost spit out at the moment while drinking water. She said it was definitely laundry. Her clothes, she says, are, of course, her own black silk panties.
Her silk panties wrapped around my things and gave me extreme pleasure. I was referring to those panties that she had worn all day after yoga classes with me, and her scent was deeply ingrained in them.
Suddenly, he fell asleep last night and remembered the sign of his door being opened. I knew someone entered my room but I thought it was her dream… I never thought she would enter. Maybe she saw me bringing back my laundry.
She continued to cook and pretended nothing was wrong. Her ass twitched behind her apron, wrapped in her dolphin pants, slightly exposing the bottom of her hips. She stopped cooking and looked at me.
“Dongho, you can do that.”
“…”
I felt my face turn red. I felt like I wanted to get out of this house right away. When she had to develop a crush on her to become her true friend, she found out about her private parts.
I remembered a handful of semen as I rubbed her panties against my cock. Perhaps when she found her panties, they were covered in my semen and smelled like deep chestnut flowers. I imagined her holding her panties up to her nose and sniffing her.
“Does Dongho think of me as a woman?”
“Yes?”
Yes.
Think of me as a woman
No, I think only you are qualified to be my woman. I know?
My heart was telling me to shout at her right now and put her lips together. But it can’t be. Because she’s not my friend yet. I had to find the opposite sex quickly.
“Sorry…”
“Instead, this is the last time. Don’t do that in the future.”
She spoke to me in a firm tone. It seemed that he wanted to receive my promise.
“Yes…”
I couldn’t look her in the eyes, so I lowered my head and answered. Above all else, the drive date with her today would be ruined as well. It would be a burden to be alone with the two of them. Mr. A. Ruined. A fire started burning inside.
“I thought it was too cheap…? You’d better talk to me…”
She blurted out her words and returned to focusing on cooking.
What? Did I hear wrong?
I focused on trying to figure out what she meant by what she said. To speak to you? What? You want to masturbate now? Thinking of you and saying I want to take a step out? I couldn’t quite understand what she was saying.
But she couldn’t ask her again. I still lacked the courage to bring this up again. I just wondered if the casually thrown out was the truth or what it meant.
I hurriedly ate a meal and finished getting ready for school. It was just complicated in my head how to deal with this situation. How did you see her face…
“I’ll go… I’ll come…”
I greeted her with her crawling voice. She came to the front door and opened the door. As she approached her side, there was a fresh scent of shampoo. And through her gaping nipples, her breastbone was slightly visible.
“See you later. I’ll call you when we leave.”
“Yes?”
“Did you not forget today? Vocal cords… We decided to do it together.”
Yes!
I almost screamed at her question. She is able to carry out a drive date with her, no vocal tailing operation. I couldn’t help but be moved by her who clearly distinguishes between public and private affairs.
“Sure! See you later.”
I tried to hide my jumping joy, greeted them politely, and turned around. I felt refreshed on the way to school thinking about the date I was going to have with her in the car today.
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I don’t waste time. 11:30. It seems like eight hours have passed, but lunchtime hasn’t come yet. I’m excited about the date with her today, and my heart is pounding already.
When time is running out, I review what happened with her. No, it reminds me of her body. Her buttocks, which were voluptuously wrapped in white leggings, her narrow waistline and well-placed chest line. Even if you do a model contest right away, it will be a hot topic because of your age.
Phew.
When I think of her body, her lower legs rise rapidly as if on fire. There was no natural Viagra just imagining her body.
“Hey look at this bastard, what is this bastard?”
What. Again, loudly at sacred time.
I turn my head when I feel someone tap me on the shoulder. Woomin, the nuclear pig in our class, was standing there. Woobin had one hand on my shoulder and the other pointing at my groin.
“Hey, look at his pants. You’re so crazy?”
“What?”
I checked my lower extremities for a moment. The mushroom-shaped outline was still on the pants. Anyone can see that he has grown up strong and well. Woomin was laughing and pointing at my pants.
“You bastard, what were you thinking?”
After the cafeteria incident, it seemed that they had singled out me as the scapegoat. He said he would make me pay the price for ignoring him. This is too cheesy!
“Hey hey Suyeon-ah, look at that. Look at him.”
Woomin called Seongdae’s girlfriend, Suyeon, who passed by and stopped her, pointing at my crotch. Soo-yeon, with a haughty expression, looked at the center of my pants.
Hey dude That’s too bad! Anyway, for girls…
“Is it pretty big?”
What?
Soo-yeon looked at my pants and at my face, she said. At that moment, I tried to shout to stop, but I froze at Suyeon’s next words.
“Looks delicious.”
What?
Will it be delicious? Delicious?
Did I hear correctly today? What kind of ghost was it? Why the hell are you doing this to me
Soo-yeon was slowly approaching me with a cold and haughty expression. For a moment, it seemed as if something white could be seen between her smooth legs in her short skirt.
