Chapter 85 – 16. Kang Yoon-Jung’s Chuseok
16. Kang Yoon-jung’s Chuseok
The bed at the home where I lay down for the first time in a long time. With the consideration of her parents, Yoon-jeong’s room, which is as it was when she lived here, is lined with all kinds of books and materials she collected while studying. Now I put them in my laptop or don’t really need them, but looking at them reminds me of the days when I worked and studied while sleeping.
The house is not particularly large, and most of the relatives live in the same neighborhood if near, and in the same province at the farthest, so it was a holiday for the family to come on the day of Chuseok and spend their ancestral rites before parting ways. The preparation of the meal has already been completed, and there is nothing in the house that needs Yoon-jung’s help, so you don’t have to do anything innocently today. It was a precious break for her after her busy days in her studies and lectures. She was a bit bored, but since it wasn’t a common opportunity for her, she was Yoon-jung, determined to enjoy even the boredom.
Is it because I fell asleep too early? Yoon-jung opened her eyes a little past midnight. She goes out to the living room and she drinks a glass of water and lies down again but she can’t sleep. She thoughtlessly looked at her cell phone and suddenly thought of her ex. She said her unread messages from him were more numerous than before. Yoon Jeong-eun She was even enjoying the fact that this number was increasing. She didn’t do any harm, and had fun making her ex-boyfriend, Myung-jin, who was annoying. It was a romantic relationship that had virtually ended, but the fact that she had come to her position even now made the current situation look like a game.
On the other hand, there was no contact from Junhyung. She was obviously the one who had promised not to contact each other during her holiday break, but it was true that she was disappointed. Does he not want to see Yoon-jung? If she doesn’t protect it, it’s not like someone will die, and she should be able to just say hello once in a while. The man who kept his promise like a knife was savage.
As her mind became complicated, Yoon-jeong, who completely ran away from her sleep, got up, closed the door and turned on the light. He suddenly wanted to see his old things. When I rummaged under her desk, the first graduation albums came out. The days of middle school students, when they only studied as they were told to do, and the days of high school, when they were nervous about all sorts of things, like sharp blades. In the meantime, I continued to study well, so I came out of a good university and reached where I am today.
Diaries, diaries, toys and jewelry she wrote when she was young. Letters and unopened gifts from her friends continue to appear. There were even love letters from her confessing that she loved her. Among the items stored relatively recently, there were many souvenirs and printed photos that I had bought from my travels. Most of them were bought from places where Myung-jin and I went, and pictures taken with Myung-jin. It doesn’t change the fact that he’s a bad boy, but not all the time I’ve spent with him has been bad. There were times when he was as happy as he really was in love. It was a sad and longing relationship.
Yoon-jeong, who was lost in thought for a while, closed her photo album and started organizing. At first, I thought about collecting all the photos of Myung-jin and burning them, but I thought it was too much, so I just shoved them under the desk again. After pushing the chair in and wiping off the dust with a wet tissue, I turned off the light and lay down on the bed.
Relatives gathering one after another from early morning. I see familiar faces after a long time. After taking turns, we all shared stories about what had happened so far as we ate together. The hottest topic is the marriage of a relative’s younger brother. It was also announced that the two would get married this year. Yoon Jeong-do outwardly conveyed her congratulations and hung out again casually, but after hearing the news, she was worried about the gaze of her relatives and adults.
Although it is a trend these days to marry at a much older age than her, this news was a bit harsh for Yoon-jeong, who was starting to feel pressure from her family. Sure enough, some of the far-sighted adults had already started talking about her marriage.
“Didn’t Yunjeongi have a boyfriend?”
“Ah… That broke up.”
“Really? I remember meeting you for quite some time.”
“Yeah. It was kind of like that.”
Uncle said, clicking her tongue.
“You’re a bad guy. If you’ve been with a woman until she’s reached her full age, you should know how to take responsibility. Doing that now isn’t the way to become a man.”
“Ayu, you sat down talking about something again. A love affair with a child is something Yunjeongi will do well on her own, so give me some advice.”
My aunt slapped my uncle on the arm, but he didn’t stop and opened his mouth again.
“How important is a woman’s age, but if I’ve seen her for about ten years, I’ll have to live with her. Ah, men and women are different, different. Yoon-jung, tell him to take responsibility even now.”
Before Yoon-jeong, who was deeply moved by his words, could not get angry, her aunt stepped out to rectify the situation.
“You say you know something! I wonder if Yoon-jung and Yoon-jeong will do well with Aemi. Yi-i really can’t take care of herself properly, so getting into an accident is a piece of shit for a doctoral student, and she’s giving advice. Yaya, Yoon-jeong-ah. Go and wash your ears.”
An aunt who takes out a bunch of bills from her wallet. Yoon-jeong waved her hand and rejected her fiercely, but her aunt went over her table and stuffed her money into her pocket.
“It’s because he doesn’t notice and doesn’t talk much, so you take your anger out on him. Take the remark and go and wash your ears. Don’t worry, I’ll take all of this out of my uncle’s wallet.”
“No, he gave it to me, so why did I…”
“You’re noisy, old man. If you talk like that these days, you’re an old man, a old man. Hurry up and finish your meal. Inna. Pack your things and go home.”
Yoon-jeong, who received the money in a foolish way, went into the bathroom at her aunt’s insistence. He wasn’t in a very good mood, but it was hard to say anything more when her aunt went this far. She looked in the mirror and sighed. Her face looked very tired from the holiday morning.
Ironically, my uncle’s family ate together until early dinner and returned home the latest. Although slightly uncomfortable because of her uncle, Yoon-jeong saw them off in a pleasant atmosphere thanks to her aunt, and lay down in her room again. Her loved ones so welcomed her, but not all of her relatives left her house, her parents and her only her men were so lonely.
I stared blankly at the ceiling and thought. Marriage? With Myeongjin? Or with Junhyung? It’s nonsense. So what about her boyfriend? She broke up with Myung-jin, so can Jun-hyeong be her boyfriend? Even if there is no other woman, will she be able to introduce her Jun-hyung to her family as her boyfriend?
Only a sigh comes out. She wasn’t the type to get married, but in the long run, now was the right time to find a good person. But, leaving a trashy ex-boyfriend and meeting a new person is a 21-year-old college student with a girlfriend. She didn’t have much dissatisfaction with Jun-hyung, but her love affair, which she could boast of, was by no means.
Stress builds up. It’s too cramped. It is impossible to fight the crushing loneliness alone. She broke her promise and called Jun-hyung. The longer she beeps, the more her mind gets bogged down. Lonely. Sad. Her own situation is miserable and it is unfair to be treated like this. I am smart, excellent, beautiful, and kind-hearted, but why should I be afraid of being abandoned after being in a shameful relationship? However, the cry in her heart is not heard by anyone, and even Jun-hyung does not answer the phone.
Her fingers twitch and twitch, trying to touch the screen of her cell phone, then stopping, trying to stop, and repeating. Yoon Jeong-eun was at the crossroads of whether or not to read Myung-jin’s message. She needed people. She needed someone who wanted her. She desperately needed something from her to comfort her. She’s just watching. She doesn’t answer anything, just look and there’s nothing wrong with it. Look, check, just block again, and you’re done.
In the end, Yunjeong had to press the message. The first text that came on the day the school broke up was simply about calling and holding on to Yoon-jung.
– Jungah Yoon
– Yoon Jeong-ah, I’m sorry
– Please answer the phone because I was wrong.
– Yoon Jung-ah, at least listen to what I have to say
These texts were not significantly different from the previous ones. I’ve heard so many pleas and requests. Contrary to the expectation that seeing him cry would make him feel better, he didn’t feel any emotion. If I knew it would be like this, I just watched it. She was reading for nothing, only to find out that she had unblocked her. Anyway, what she had seen before, Yoon-jung lowered the screen with her finger and wanted to make sure that all the more than 200 characters after her were the same.
However, at some point, his messages were changed to pictures instead of words. At first, she had photos of herself and Yoon-jung together, photos from her travel destinations that she also had. However, the more you scroll down, the higher the quality of the photos becomes. Photos before and after sex where Yunjeong’s naked body was exposed. The fact that he still had these photos made Yoon-jung uncomfortable and worried. Revenge porn. She has never been photographed or videotaped having sex openly, but this in itself was enough to destroy her social reputation once it was made public.
Something frightening came to her eyes as she pondered how to convince him to delete these dangerous photos. Her Myeong-jin sent her a picture of her genitals to her. Things of an ex-boyfriend I haven’t seen in a long time. The thing she had touched and sucked and enjoyed for thousands of days. Myongjin’s cock was exposed in her nakedness, just as she remembered it. Since she was an adult, she was used to it, as nine out of every one of her cocks that had come into her body had been his.
After the first picture of her cock, Myung-jin hadn’t written a word. She just keeps buying her own things in different angles and shapes, but she keeps sending them. Yoon Jung-eun, who was looking at the pictures of her cock that were sent several times a day, realized that her vagina was wet.
She knew Where this man’s stuff can stimulate, what kind of mood it makes. Because they mixed their bodies together for eight years, which is not a short time, the two knew very well what each other’s erogenous zones and what each liked. And Yoon-jung was honestly satisfied enough with his cock for that long time. She hadn’t found anything to satisfy her more than his cock.
It was the same with his relationship with Junhyung. Junhyung was young and lacked experience, so he lacked skills and stamina, but above all, he was not satisfied with the goods. His skills and things were far from enough to make Yoon-jung, who was already sufficiently developed, feel good there. Of course, I love him and fall for him to the point of claiming to be the second, but it was difficult to give a proper answer when I seriously thought about why. Yoon-jung will not admit it, but she is only obsessed with Jun-hyung, who comforted her in her lack of affection, because she really had no reason to love him. At least if he had good sex. I’ve been thinking that way lately.
Unsatisfied. Lonely, stuffy, miserable, annoying. Full of stress Before I knew it, the picture of the cock had been turned into a video. Let’s play it back. Naked Myung-jin appears, grabs his erect penis, and shakes it wildly in front of the camera lens. He didn’t just send pictures of her cock, he sent her a video of her daughter beating him.
It was disgusting and should have been erased, but Yoon-jung couldn’t. Rather, she brought earphones and put them in her ears, watching her ex-boyfriend masturbate closely. The cock that once moved inside her now comforts itself alone. In the video, Myung-jin repeatedly called her name and shook his cock, then squirted semen while making a strange moan. Semen shoots out of the camera lens, and at the tip of the cock, where the ejection power weakens, the semen falls to the floor with a string hanging down. And the video ended.
Immediately after playing the next video, this time, my ex-boyfriend started masturbating in the bathroom bathtub. Likewise, while calling Yunjeong’s name. This time, she wasn’t just calling names, she was shaking her cock vigorously, talking like “I love you” Or “I feel bad” As if they were having sex together. Yunjeongeun She unconsciously put her hand between her legs. Her hand slipped into her sweatpants and touched her damp underwear. After she turned her head to make sure her door was closed properly, she took off both her pants and her panties under the covers.
The individual videos are not very long, and in the 7th video, Yoon-jeong was able to climax with her masturbation just in time for her ex to ejaculate. She dropped her cell phone next to her and caught her breath for a moment. She watched Myung-jin’s masturbation video. Turning off her video and wearing panties and pants, she slightly opened her door to see what she was doing outside. Her parents seemed to be sleeping in the room already, so she hurried into the bathroom, washed between her legs, and changed her panties. She went back to her room and lay down on her bed, tired. I felt like I could sleep well today.
Sunday night. Today, Yoon Jung-eun was watching her ex-boyfriend’s video. She watched all her videos from yesterday and she played the new video today. Already she was lying on the bed with all her bottoms off. In her new video, Myung-jin puts a large-printed picture of Yoon-jung under her cock and hits her daughter. Her affection for her openly targeting her indecent manners might have fallen, but Yoon-jung, already excited by her, felt her cunt more sensitive at the sight of his cock in front of her own face. .
Eventually, the video ended with his semen being scattered over Yoon-jung’s photo. Yoon Jeong-eun, who hadn’t left yet, looked at the frozen video screen and pushed her pussy harder. Her cell phone vibrates wildly. Surprised, Yoon Jeong-eun unknowingly answered the phone with one hand still in her pussy.
– Yoon Jeong-ah? Are you Yunjeong?
“…Huh.”
Myungjin’s voice I haven’t heard in a long time. Yoon Jeong-eun, without realizing it, squeezed her vagina tight with her fingers.
– How have you been doing? It’s Chuseok, and she must have come up, so she called.
What is ‘I tried to call you once’? Her subject sent a video of her masturbating against her a little while ago.
“Uh… I have to go see it now.”
-If I go down tomorrow, can I see her face for a moment before I go?
“…”
Yunjeong did not answer. I honestly wanted to see it. She honestly wanted to see him and watch her beg him to come back. Of course, she had no intention of getting back together with him again, but it would be a great pleasure for her to see Myung-jin empty now. However, she said that she did not contact her, and she blocked her.
– I’m actually in your neighborhood now. I just recklessly drove the car. If it’s really okay with you, can you come out for a moment?
“…Somewhere.”
It’s not ‘I hate’, it’s ‘where’. Recognizing the meaning of the difference between these words, Myung-jin was delighted to the extent that he could tell even on the phone.
– Here in front of ABCD, I’ll go to your house. Go in 5 minutes.
“…”
Yunjeong hung up the phone without answering anything. She was the one who could say that her affection for her ex was nothing like her own eyes. So, she was sure that now she would go see him in the middle of the night and nothing would happen. Pulling up her panties and pants again, Yoon-jung got off the bed.
