Chapter 72 – Part 1
It felt like I had made a mistake in my sleep because my panties were damp. Of course, if it was real, not only the panties but also other places would have been damp.
Anyway, I carefully pushed my hand into it to check, and the inside was more.
When I pushed my hand in as if I was removing something that had clung to my skin, the wet panties that had been soaking in my panties were sticking to me with my fingers that had penetrated inside.
That alone made my face burn and I was going crazy, but even while doing so, new things were pouring out of the vagina.
The sensation was felt so distinctly that shame from all sorts of things surged through my body.
It was a shame.
As a woman.
As a mother.
And as a person, I was ashamed.
She couldn’t help but want to forcibly plug the hole through which her juices spewed out.
Guilt and shame.
Even while I was chewing on those two feelings inside, my body reacted to a man’s body that I hadn’t felt in a long time and was asking for more pleasure from me.
Is that why?
Every time a finger pushed into her panties brushed her genital area even a little, intense pleasure soared so far that it was far in front of my eyes.
At the same time, my stomach was throbbing madly, as if it were longing for something.
I had forgotten about it for a long time, so I kept thinking about that feeling, which only gave me an impression that it was unfamiliar.
The feeling of a ‘man’ given by Yuhan’s body, which was squeezing and squeezing his lower stomach.
The memory of the sensation that kept popping up in her head kept biting her lips tight for a while, and Ga-yeong was horrified that she recognized Yu-han as a ‘man’.
You’re a man
A man to Yuhan, her son.
It was a thought that should not be done no matter what.
Even though she clearly knew it, she couldn’t believe for a moment that she had even thought about it.
Ga-young’s spirit, which was steeped in self-distrust, began to turn the cause to another place to protect herself, as is the case with people who are cornered.
‘Okay..’
He couldn’t do it himself.
To him, Yuhan is nothing more than a son.
No, he was not the same as a son, but a son.
Yuhan didn’t know what he thought, but at least he did to himself.
So he couldn’t do that against Yuhan.
It’s just a physiological reaction.
If a man is stimulated by something regardless of his will, he will stop it.
He was just like that himself.
Since he has been touched in a sensitive area, he has been dealing with it himself for a long time, so it is only because he is not used to the touch of other people’s hands.
‘Perhaps..’
Yeah, maybe it was piled up.
Haven’t there been a lot of things that have bothered you lately? It’s quite common to feel sexual desire whenever you’re stressed.
So maybe there was a lot of desire piled up without being aware of it.
No, it was definitely piled up.
It must have been so piled up that I couldn’t help but feel pleasure, even though I knew that it belonged to the finite, and even though I clearly knew that I shouldn’t feel pleasure from the actions of the finite.
Yeah, so that must have been the case.
So-
‘I can solve it.’
If you clear things up to the point where you can’t feel anything, no, you don’t even have sexual desire at all, then you’ll be fine.
Never again will I feel pleasure from Yuhan’s actions, and I will never feel such a tingling sensation.
Ga-yeong repeated it over and over again, not realizing that the words she was repeating herself were wrong somewhere.
In her mind, the fact that she had time alone just a few days ago had evaporated without a trace.
She repeated the same words over and over again as if she was brainwashing herself, but before she knew it, Ga-young’s hand was moving towards her desk next to her bed.
Ga-young slipped her hand under her desk and removed the thing secretly pasted under her desk and used it to open the locked drawer of her desk.
Then she carefully got up and headed for the bathroom, holding something pink in her hand.
It flowed down Ga-young’s thighs and fell, leaving its mark in the place where she passed.
At this moment, she was seized with a strange fever, so that she couldn’t even notice that simple fact.
Ga-young, with a face like a man she found hanging from the edge of a cliff that looked like her, even if it was a rope that would save her life, opened her bathroom door and she stepped inside.
Click-
Soon after, the sound of the bathroom door being locked echoed through the empty room.
When the sound of pouring water started to flow from Gayoung’s room, Yuhan was sitting in front of her table waiting for her family to come out.
‘When are you going to come out…’
It doesn’t matter if everything that has been prepared has cooled down, so I hope that Ga-young will come out as late as possible.
Did someone even grant my wish?
Ga-young only showed up after Jina and Sena sat down at the table.
What can I say about Ga-young’s face that appeared in her room like that..
“Mom? Are you sick by any chance?”
Gina, who checked her appearance, had a worried expression on her face, and she looked tired enough to ask. Should I say that she has a face troubled by something?
Even the movement was like that.
The fact that her legs seemed strangely weak made it feel as if she had just managed to get herself up after sitting down with all her strength.
Thanks to that, I was able to be sure as soon as I saw Gayoung like that.
‘I did it.’
It must have been done to the fullest, not just one level.
What the hell did she do with it? She wanted to be like that in such a short amount of time, but pretended not to know and put a worried expression on her face.
“Are you okay, Auntie? If you are having a hard time, you can just rest at home today…”
“Oh no…!”
Even though she didn’t seem to have any malt in her words, Ga-young, who had a strangely relieved face, blushed and hurriedly waved her hand.
Well, of course it is.
I don’t know if she was taking a break because she was really sick, but taking a break from work because she masturbated so much that her body was drained of strength would be something Ga-yeong had never imagined or hated to imagine.
Only she and I knew the truth about her, so no one would say anything about it, but how embarrassing would we feel if we stopped working with her for that reason?
I’m sure that’s why she jumped up like she did just now, but if there’s one thing that Gayoung overlooked—
“Yes, Mom. Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“That’s right. To be honest, I do too much work as a mother.”
Her two daughters had already recognized her as unwell.
That’s why Gina and Senna responded in turn to the words I threw out in a worried voice, and Ga-young’s face gradually began to be colored with trouble as the worried gazes poured out from all sides of her.
It’s not really painful, it’s just that I have no strength because I’ve done ‘that thing’ so much, but I and my daughters are worried.
As a mother, or as a person, how embarrassing would that be?
Maybe that’s why, but Gayoung didn’t know what to do with her face dyed red.
Not to mention that Sena and Jina, who had no idea why Gayoung was doing this, seemed to have ten, and she started to worry more about Gayoung.
Despite her two daughters’ concerns, she insisted on going to work and eventually succeeded in achieving it. He secretly swallowed her laughter as Ga-young carefully let out a sigh of relief.
‘Okay..’
That’s how you’re going to come out.
She seemed to be very hungry because she had done so much, and she emptied her own share in an instant and watched Ga-young’s back as she walked into the room, smirking inwardly at her.
It was because Ga-yeong went to the trouble and she seemed to know why she had been doing it to her heart’s content.
At the very least, she must have thought that she would release her sexual desire in that way and get rid of the feeling of it.
It’s like in the original world, after a man cums once, he falls into wiser time and stays away from erotic things for a while.
‘Because it’s a gender-reversed world, is it Holy Time?’
Well, thanks anyway, I was able to be sure.
That the impromptu plan was far more effective than I thought.
‘Then..’
Shouldn’t it be used more?
Before that, there was one thing I absolutely wanted to check, so I sneaked into Ga-yeong’s room while she was leaving for work.
‘Where do you think the tools are kept?’
There was no such thing as a purely hands-on type.
Even if Gayoung’s pussy is a third-rate view that pours out her love juices when she touches it, she can’t do it to the fullest in a short time with just her hands.
She must have borrowed some power.
To find out, she turned her back to the door and looked all over the room where she stood and found a spot that looked like a good place to hide something.
It was none other than the last drawer of the drawer that formed one body with the desk furnished on one side of Ga-young’s room.
Unlike the other two compartments above, it had a suspicious-looking keyhole attached to it, and it was locked so firmly that it was impossible to do it by force.
If you want to forcefully open something like this, wouldn’t it be possible to come in at least Gina?
So I gave up trying to force it open and started searching around.
I did it because I thought that maybe the key to open it might be unexpectedly hidden nearby.
‘Isn’t it under the drawer?’
It was not under a drawer, but under a desk top.
With the intention of checking just this far, I fumbled under the top of the desk with my hand, and at about the center, unlike other places, the smooth texture was nice and wrapped around my hand.
When he carefully scratched it with his hand, a taped key fell off.
As soon as I saw it, I thought it was this, so I picked up the key and inserted it into the hole, and it went in very smoothly.
What was this when I gently pulled out the thing that was locked so tightly?
All I could see were brown paper envelopes.
Why did you collect and keep only important contracts?
As I tried to close the drawer again, feeling that I was losing interest in the visual, which was very different from what I had expected, a clattering and incongruous sound flowed from the inside of the drawer.
I secretly lift the paper bags that were filling the drawer with a feeling of unbelief at the disparate sound that it is hard to believe that it was caused by paper envelopes colliding.
‘Yeah..’
Various types of tools were hidden under the mountain of paper bags, enough to make me laugh out loud.
Starting from the familiar pink rotor in the video, to the round massage stick at the end, and a device that looks like a mega-evolution of a womanizer that is said to send women away.
What was a little surprising was that the number of dildos was much smaller than expected. Contrary to the expectation that they might have been prepared by race and centi, there were only two.
Seeing that even all of them were buried at the bottom, it seemed like they hadn’t been used for quite some time.
‘Is it clitoris masturbation rather than insertion masturbation?’
If you see dildos being neglected like that, you must be like that.
Anyway, so what kind of guy was used this morning?
It honestly wasn’t that hard to figure it out.
Unlike the other guys who are dry enough to use at any time, there was one juicy guy who was alone.
I washed it after using it, but I guess there was no time to dry it.
I carefully picked up a couple of drops of sweat-like water droplets hanging from what was supposed to be the handle.
It was a guy who looked like the womanizer I mentioned earlier had undergone a mega evolution.
It looked like a cupping machine that had been reduced to a torso that looked like an electric razor, but when I checked the inside of it, which was soft and made of silicone, I found that it was just densely packed with small protrusions.
If you insert the clitoris into this tiny hole, the protrusions must spin around and thoroughly crush the clitoris.
As I was imagining Gayoung sitting on top of the toilet, bringing this heinous object to her precious place, trembling her wide open thighs and pouring out her love juice, the object became hard in an instant.
At the same time, I could feel a small wish settling in me.
‘For sure later…’
I need to ask you to show me what you’re writing.
In order not to have any misfortune of forgetting it, he implanted that wish into her head and returned the guy, who enjoyed the luxury of making Ga-young go away, back to her original place, and left her room as it was.
Then, I crossed her living room and headed to the third floor where my room was.
‘What should I send you today?’
While contemplating what to send to Ga-yeong for her daughter today.
