Chapter 50 – Special Anniversary
Even though I spoke confidently in front of Hye-ji, I couldn’t help but feel nervous when something she was worried about actually happened.
What do you want to talk about?
Why do you want to see me in the first place?
Her mom responded to the question by saying, “You might be curious about the girlfriend her son is seeing. “Isn’t that right?” She said, scolding me. She was right. Furthermore, she can be curious.
However, considering that her mother was still going through a Cold War with her father over lewd comments, it was obvious that she would not be very friendly towards Hye-ji.
A conversation between women to restore amicable relations with her father? It is a delusion that the happiness circuit is so overloaded that it is on the verge of bursting.
It was most likely that he set up the meeting just to check who he was and to tell him not to meet him in person.
So I tried to refuse.
Even if it is not a situation like this, there are plenty of opportunities to say hello properly. Pushing her head into the jaws of a tiger that was ready to publicly humiliate her was something completely different from not being ashamed of Hyeji’s job.
However, Hyeji rejected my offer.
“It went well. “I will set the time.”
“Hyeji. There’s no need to push yourself too hard. “I know that I’m dating you and I know that you’re the type of girl who draws pornographic pictures, so as time passes and my mom changes her mind, it won’t be too late to visit her.”
“No. “I don’t think so.”
Hyeji expressed her thoughts in her calm but confident voice.
“I think we should meet if there is nothing to be ashamed of. Of course, the results may not be good now, but if I go see you again next time, that’s okay.”
“… Hyeji.”
“My brother supported me. “She told me to be proud of myself.”
After saying that, Seo Hye-ji proudly raised her thumb and smiled.
“I will tell you clearly in front of my mother. “My brother is a wonderful man who can perform dildo play and anal sex at the same time.”
Oh, no… It’s my fault. Please don’t bring up such nonsense. It’s an area that not only her mother, but even her father can’t understand.
‘And besides, you haven’t actually tried it yet?!’
It seemed a bit unfair to criticize me for this.
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The Sunday I came back was not a day to eat curry with my family or a day to become a black bean ramen chef. It was a historic day when the dark story writer’s dirty service scenes were revealed in front of the boyfriend’s parents.
“Whoa.”
I wore a neat navy knit for the first time in a while and even tightened my hair. If I think about it, since the day I first met Hyeji, when she went out in the bitter cold of winter wearing only her shirt and coat, our clothing has gradually become simpler. There were many days when I went to Hongdae wearing only jeans and a hoodie, and Hyeji also often came to Konkuk University in her tracksuit and t-shirt.
Of course, Hyeji, even when she was wearing only training clothes and a t-shirt, she received compliments from all over, saying that she looked like she was putting on makeup because of her overwhelming beauty and volume.
The important thing is that at some point we stopped wearing fancy clothes.
It’s not because we’re used to each other.
… I was only looking for clothes that were easy to take off quickly and have quick sex with.
But not today.
To exaggerate a little, today was a day when the probability of sex was 0%. After introducing Hyeji to my parents, I had no plans to enjoy sexy sex at a motel after-party.
For now, just focus on today.
There will be many more days to bite, suck, fuck, and cum.
“Oppa!”
I guess Hyeji had that thought too.
Hyeji waves her arms wildly as she comes down the stairs from Exit 2 of the Konkuk University entrance where we first met.
Wearing a light pink blouse and matching brown sky-high flared skirt underneath, Hyeji was the very essence of innocence. Hyeji’s appearance, even her hairstyle, is the perfect daughter-in-law that no adult would hate…
I thought so.
“Oh, Hye, Hyeji…”
“Yes?”
“Well, aren’t the clothes too sexy?”
The problem was that the blouse was see-through.
The black underwear was clearly visible under the pink blouse, which looked extremely modest when seen from a distance, and it was clearly revealed at a glance that Hyeji’s bust size was ruthless.
In particular, this type of clothing has the characteristic of being uninspiring when worn by a gumshoe because it has nothing to show in the first place, but when worn by a woman with voluptuous body, it looks even more sexy.
Is this kind of fashion okay in front of mom? I was worried, but Hyeji also had her own plan.
“I want to create the image that you are an open and confident child.”
“Oh…”
It certainly looks open and confident. The black underwear that was clearly exposed and the optimized size of the paisley were so beautiful. This is precious.
… No, not this one.
“Let’s go, brother. I will do well today.”
Hyeji smiled brightly and crossed her arms. As I crossed my arms and brought my body closer to her, the feel of her breasts on the outside of her arms felt softer today.
So, to relieve her tension, she slightly bent her elbow and poked Hyeji’s chest, which was touching her arm.
“Ugh, pervert…”
Hye-ji glared at me with a frown, pretending to be disdainful, and I slightly put her head out and whispered in Hye-ji’s ear.
“Why? “Are you afraid my panties will get wet?”
I thought she was going to scold me and say, “What are you talking about?”, But Hyeji gave an answer that went beyond my common sense.
“I already got off halfway and changed my sanitary pad once.”
“Sanitary pad… ?”
“You can’t carry panties with you.”
Wow, this is new again. I discovered a new use for sanitary pads. It also acts as a shield to prevent your panties from getting too wet due to dark imagination.
“So don’t play naughty pranks.”
Hyeji slightly moved away from me and pretended to cover her breasts. Her shy appearance exudes a neat charm, making her very cute and pretty, but on the other hand, there is something questionable about her.
“But Hyeji. Have you always worn sanitary pads on your panties like this before?”
“No, it wasn’t.”
“Then since when?”
“Not long ago.”
“Why? “Are you unwell?”
I was genuinely asking if Hyeji’s condition had deteriorated these days.
“No, actually…”
Hyeji hesitated for some reason, her cheeks blushing, and she walked towards me at a slow pace, raised her toes, and spoke in a whisper.
“After her brother’s cock ruthlessly ripped through Hyeji’s stomach, her body became wet just thinking about her brother ♡”
Hearing those words, I held my breath this time. What did you just hear? What am I? No my… What is that?
“So, I warn you once again, don’t mess around.”
“Ah oh… Ugh.”
“… “Unless you’re serious about it.”
In short, if you get it wet, take responsibility.
“Hyeji, are you slowly completing the 30 meal certifications?”
“Yes? Oh, that’s right.”
In that case, you should do as he says.
“You haven’t decided how many times you will ejaculate per session of sex, obviously?”
Hyeji looked at me with a puzzled expression for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction.
“I’ll take a look at what I just got wet♡”
As expected, they are a match made in heaven.
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If you walk a little past the downtown area and Konkuk University campus, you will come across an alley leading to a residential area. If we go in and walk a bit, a villa building with gray walls welcomes us behind the poorly prepared parking lot.
“So, is this your first time coming to my house?”
“That’s right. What floor is it?”
“Fourth floor.”
“Wow, that’s high.”
It would have been nice if the house had an elevator, but since it was built a while ago, I ended up working out my lower body a lot. Of course, since meeting Hyeji, she has benefited greatly from it, but there are still many days when she desperately wants an elevator. For example, when you go home after drinking.
Hyeji lifted her head and looked up at the window, which was probably on the fourth floor, and let out a heavy sigh.
“At that time, I was trying to go to my brother’s house when they came to eat meat for dinner.”
“When was that?”
“The day we had anal sex for the first time.”
“Oh, right.”
Crazy, I’m becoming more and more insane remembering dates this way.
“Anal sex day, we should save it as an anniversary.”
You, who took out your phone and wrote it down on your calendar, learned something from you. Originally, I wasn’t this kind of person.
“Oppa, what are you going to do for Anal Sex Day in a year?”
“Ah… Do I have to think about it already?”
“Events like the 100th and 200th days since we met are boring and boring.”
“It’s not fun, but it’s normal.”
“Brother, I don’t think it’s abnormal to celebrate anal sex.”
I didn’t think there was any point in arguing anymore, so I decided to just think about what to do on Hyeji’s anniversary.
Suddenly, I thought she was going to have anal sex, but before going up the stairs, Hyeji took a deep breath.
“I’m a bit more relaxed now.”
Now I’m really going home.
Hyeji was in the process of calming herself and trying to get her mind together in her own way.
… No, but who treats mental care as reminiscing about anal sex?
Still, so that Hyeji wouldn’t think that she was carrying that weight alone, she pulled Hyeji into a tight hug.
“Don’t worry too much, Hyeji.”
“It’ll be okay, right?”
“Then. I will be on your side unconditionally, so don’t be intimidated.”
Hyeji must have been worried, so she hugged my waist tightly and buried her face. She gently stroked Hyeji’s head as she came into my arms. The sweet smell of Hyeji’s shampoo and soft skin spreads pleasantly.
I hope she’s this happy when she comes out again.
That time when I comforted Hyeji with complex and subtle emotions.
“… Son?”
I turned my head reflexively at the familiar call, and Hyeji at the sound of her unfamiliar voice.
“Maybe my son’s girlfriend said she would come today… Is it?”
It was my dad.
