Eating Friends With Friends Mom 2

Chapter 2 – My Friend’s Mother Jung-Ah (2)

“Hey. Jeong Dong-ho. I can not hear you? What are you doing with my mom’s picture?”

Seongdae came out with his characteristic frowned expression and took turns glaring at his cell phone.

“Uh? What?”

For a moment, I felt like I shouldn’t be speaking straight away.
For some reason, it seemed that my vocal cords would get angry if they heard that I was talking to my mother on KakaoTalk.

‘Your mother contacted me first!’

I cried out the truth inside and wanted to explain.

“Isn’t that my mom’s KakaoTalk profile?”

The brow furrowed even more.

“Huh?… That’s right.”

Oops.
As the face of the already presbyopic vocal cords frowned, I agreed without realizing it.
With the correct answer, the vocal cords came one step closer.

“Do you chat with my mom?”

“Huh…”

“Why?”

“…”

“You ask. Hey Dongho Jeong. Why are you chatting with my mom on KakaoTalk?”

“Ah. Actually, your mom sometimes brings you something delicious. She said she ran into her on her way to school today and looked at me and said she had a question for me! KakaoTalk came first!”

Without realizing it, I spat out an excuse that was not an excuse.
I spit out the words and looked at the expression of the vocal cords for a moment.
Her vocal cords seemed to ponder for a moment as she crossed her arms and stared straight into my face.

“Okay. Admit.”

Phew.
A sigh of relief came out.
Since the vocal cords are simpler than expected, she agreed and went in if it was something she could understand.
However, she had the personality of a mad dog who would bite and hang on to the end if she did not understand or was not satisfied.

“But why were you looking at my mother’s picture?”

“I was just curious. I also wanted to see family photos.”

In an instant, I said something that I didn’t even want to say.
Did you want to see family photos?
It was a word that came out of the moment to elicit sympathy from the vocal chords.
The world of weak meat. Was the imgi eloquence used by the weak used at times like this?

“Family photo?”

“Huh. I don’t know about you… But there are times when I miss you.”

The vocal cords stared at me blankly with an unknown expression.
Please. Please.
Just let it go
Your mother’s body doesn’t wear out just because you look at her mother’s picture or imagine something strange!
In order not to offend the canine nature of my vocal cords, I tried my best to look pitiful.

“Hmm… Baby. By day, the family…”

“I’m sorry if I offended you…”

“When I saw my mother again, I thought she was playing with daughters.”

Phew.
A ghost guy
Certainly, insiders are quick to notice.
In fact, if it wasn’t for school, I might have already lowered my pants and put my stuff on top of my phone.

“Tell me if you’re having a hard time. You’re my friend.”

Oops.
A laugh almost came out of my mouth.
Friend? Did you ever consider me a friend?
We lived in the same villa and our parents knew each other, so it was like this.
It was a self-evident fact that otherwise, he would have already been made fun of for his vocal cords and degenerated into a bread shuttle.

“Yes. Thank you very much.”

I put on a look of sincere gratitude.

The force of the vocal chords bent the stiff penis to the side.
The school uniform pants were tight, so it was uncomfortable.

Reluctantly, I put my hand in my trousers and touched the object.
Moist water droplets formed on the tip of his penis.

‘Ha… If it was at home now… Cool…”

I can’t believe my vocal cords have swelled up like this with just one picture of my mom’s bikini.
For a moment, it seemed to remind her of her aunt’s nakedness.

‘Dong-ho… Let’s not do that to her friend’s mother.”

It was as if I could hear the voice of my conscience that had been lost far away.
Okay, come to your senses, Jung Dong-ho.

I raised my head with a strange feeling the moment I touched an object with my hand in my groin.
Why was it now?

Our eyes met with Suyeon, who was sitting next to the vocal cords.
Heo Soo-yeon.
A provocative friend with a white and slender body who always wears her school uniform skirt shortened above her thighs.
Soo-yeon, who has very beautiful legs, has always been nicknamed the Ice Princess because of her haughty expression and attitude.
Oh, and she’s also Sungdae’s girlfriend.

Rumor has it that he got into so many accidents at school that he had to kneel for a year.
That’s why I must have been able to communicate well with the vocal cords.

So are you the same as me?

Just in time for Soo-yeon to look behind her, my hand was caressing her crotch.
Suyeon’s face hardened when she saw her hand in the middle of my school uniform pants.
Her expression was like, ‘What is that bastard?

‘Haa… What day is it today? Why the hell are you doing this?’

“Sheck.”

Suyeon looked directly at me and furrowed her brow and formed her mouth.
It was quite a distance, but she was able to read the shape of Soo-yeon’s mouth accurately.
Suyeon was watching my pants dance without taking her eyes off her.
I, too, was taken aback and froze with my hand in my crotch.

How can I get out of this situation naturally?
Today, in many ways, it was a day that required imgi eloquence.

I smiled awkwardly and grabbed the stiff object.
Thanks to the fairly tight school uniform pants, the outline of the object hanging between the thighs was defined.

In an instant, I had a flashing thought in my classroom.
I was thinking of evading Soo-yeon’s gaze with my own method acting as if someone were entering.

‘Uh?’

I opened my eyes slightly wide with an exaggerated expression and looked at the front door of the classroom.
Genius genius.
I must have been fooled
In an instant, he brought the object that had been stuck in his left thigh to the center.

‘It’s okay! It was natural.’

After tidying things up, I slipped my hand out of my pants.
How is it my method acting.

‘Omg…’

When I turned my head again, Suyeon was still looking at me.
This time, he was looking at my pants dance with a more explicit gaze.

‘It’s a failure… I don’t know.’
I pretended not to notice and did not avoid Soo-yeon’s eyes.
Su-yeon, who was staring at her pants, met her eyes.
Was it my imagination that I felt that Soo-yeon’s face turned slightly red at the moment?

Ding-dong-dang-dong

Phew.
The class bell that was ringing just in time saved me.
Today… Iljin was such a shitty day.

The class didn’t particularly catch my eye.
Time passed slowly, and for some reason my heart was excited.
In my head, the loose short-sleeved T-shirt and exposed breastbone of the mother of vocal chords I saw this morning flickered.
I felt pitiful for my stuff, which kept getting stiffer and then dying under the desk.

Sungdae, I’m sorry.
It’s my freedom to imagine.
Every time I thought of my vocal cord mother, I rationalized to myself that it was just an imagination.

Ding-dong-dang-dong~

End of class.
The shouts and sighs of class children come out.
Today, the student ants to become soldier ants endured a hard day.

‘Five o’clock’

As soon as she finished her farewell ceremony, her vocal cords wrapped around Suyeon’s shoulders and stepped out of her classroom.
Where do the vocal cords and suyeon go?
It wouldn’t be like the two of you going to the reading room to study.
I was curious about it, but I couldn’t even guess about the world of celebrities.

I slowly packed my bag and headed home.
What would the mother of vocal chords ask me?

Sexuality of the vocal cords?
No. It will not be.
There was no reason to ask me now about my vocal performance, which I had already given up studying in middle school.

The problem of the opposite gender of the vocal cords?
It won’t even be that.
There is no reason to ask me, an outsider, about the problem of Seongdae’s girlfriend, who is dating the most beautiful girl in my class, Suyeon.
Adults will distinguish jjintta and insa more quickly than we do.
I know which side I belong to…
I felt so depressed.

〈 Samsung Nomaville 〉

As I thought about this and that, I arrived at the 4-story multi-family house where I live.
With a very slightly trembling heart, anticipation, and anxiety, I pressed the doorbell of Room 102.

Ding-Dong.

I hear the slow stamping of feet over the doorbell.

“Who are you?”

A slightly excited woman’s voice leaks out of the door.

“Ah, mother, this is Dongho.”

Belt-lo-ri.

The door opened and Seongdae’s mother stood there.

Omg.
When the door opened, I let out a small sigh.
No. In an instant, my exclamation may have leaked out.

The first thing that came in was the vocal mother’s bulging thighs and thin gray leggings tucked over them.
He was wearing a top, but he was wearing a thin black knit cardigan.
Her gray bra top and white belly button were exposed because her buttons were not fastened.
He was even slightly out of breath.

“Huh… Huh… Dongho… Are you here? Did you finish school early?”

“Yes, ma’am. Were you exercising?”

“Huh. I try to do a little bit at this time every day, but it’s not easy.”

“Could I have interfered? Can I come later?”

This bastard’s brother-in-law.
A voice came out that I didn’t even want to be polite.
Mother. Please don’t tell me to come next time.
Now… I want to keep watching…

“No, it’s okay”

Beads of perspiration were forming on the mother’s forehead.
She started tying her long, wavy hair into a braid that was worn around her wrist.

At the same time, her luscious and smooth armpits were revealed.
Her hairless vocal cords mother’s armpits were glistening as if they had been slightly moistened.
It seemed that a sour and sweet scent was about to emanate from her armpits.
For a moment, I imagined myself sticking my nose into her armpit and inhaling deeply.

‘Phew. I really want to die.’
Blood was rushing to my things again.

Before she knew it, the mother of her vocal cords, neatly tied behind her, wiped the sweat from her forehead.
It seemed that a strange scent was imbued with the beads of sweat.
‘How can I be sexy even to the forehead line?’

A YouTube video of yoga was stopped on the TV in the living room.

“You can do it yourself.”

“Um…Then would you like to sit down for a while? I think it will take five minutes.”

Vocal mom took off her thin cardigan she was wearing.
In an instant, I started running her vocal cords all over her body up and down her vocal cords.
Even the mother of vocal chords was ashamed that she felt such stares.

“The clothes are too… Tight, right? I gained weight…”

Vocal mom tied the cardigan she was wearing around her waist.

Oops. My big mistake
She’s failing to manage her gaze.
You must have read the dark heart in my eyes that looked up and down.
Just as a man scans a pretty woman, it is also a beautiful woman’s instinct to read her dark mind.
I wanted to dig out the guy with my eyes who had failed in his poker face.

“No, you are really beautiful. Her body is much better than that yoga instructor on TV.”

“Oh my, this guy is really good lip service too.”

“Really. I sincerely think so.”

I said it with all my might to let you know I was serious.

“Don’t make exercise uncomfortable because of me, and do as you normally do. That way, I feel comfortable. Give me that cardigan too.”

I spoke as naturally as possible so as not to cause any misunderstanding.
I wanted to relieve the remaining vigilance of the mother of vocal chords.
Take off the cardigan tied around your waist right now and give it to me.
I reached out to her aunt with the most innocent expression.

“Um… That’s embarrassing…”

“It’s okay. You need to know where your energy goes.”

“That’s right. Dongho, do you exercise too?”

“Sure. I do it every day at home too.”

I lied without batting an eye.
The only thing I knew about yoga in my life was Street Fighter and ‘Yoga Fire’.
Isn’t that yoga?

Vocal cord Mom seemed to be thinking for a while, then she took off the cardigan.

Yes!!
I called for joy in my heart.
Today was a day where my method acting and eloquence worked quite well.

She took off her cardigan, revealing her vocal mother’s widened silence followed.
Wearing gray leggings and a top over her curvy white body, her entire body showed off her angry body.

Omg!…
For a moment I doubted my eyes.

An ax… An ax.
The crotch of her aunt’s leggings was outlined in the shape of a blunt shell, revealing the marks of an axe.