episode_0417

Even for me, having sex next to the awake Igecheol and Wonho was a nerve-wracking experience. Well, that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have sex. After a brief joke ended, the drinking session resumed. Naturally, I was the last one left. I’ve never been drunk before.

After clearing the drinks, I spread a blanket in the living room and laid Igecheol and Wonho down. With this, preparations were complete.

“Anyway, people who can’t even drink are drinking like crazy.”

It’s currently 3:30 in the morning. The time when even having sex with a married woman doesn’t feel the most guilt… Honestly, it has been tough holding back until now.

“Have you laid them down?”

“Yes.”

Hyejin noona calls me from behind the door. She was wearing a sheer negligee that clearly showed her swollen belly. Asserting her presence with her inflated stomach and silk material accentuating her chest.

I open the door and enter the bedroom.

“Really, did you miss me that much?”

“You waited that eagerly?”

“It seems our baby wanted to see Dad.”

“Well, then I guess I should show up a lot.”

As I lean my ear against her belly, it felt like I could hear the heartbeat. Whether it was the sound of the baby or Hyejin noona’s heartbeat, I couldn’t tell, but it made me feel at ease. It felt like returning home.

After feeling warm enough, I gradually lower my face. Through the negligee, I see her coarse hair. Hyejin noona used to be the type to groom, but perhaps due to pregnancy, she hadn’t maintained it, and her pubic hair captivated my eyes. The hair starting from her private area gradually lightened as it extended below her navel.

As I felt earlier, it was truly fascinating. It’s surprising that women grow hair on their bellies during pregnancy.

“If you stare so intently, isn’t it a bit embarrassing…?”

“Oh, come on, noona, I know you’re not the type to be embarrassed about that.”

“No, really, it’s embarrassing. Look, it’s already wet.”

Hyejin noona says so as she slightly spreads her private area. Droplets of moisture fall from her. Rather than being embarrassed, it seemed more like anticipation. Well, I’ve been waiting for this too. For both of us to fall asleep drunk.

I lovingly wrap my arms around her shoulders and climb onto the bed. As we lie on the bed and I remove my pants, she takes position between my legs and starts pleasuring me. Unlike earlier in the kitchen, her movements now were gentle, as if cherishing something precious. My half-erect member quickly becomes fully erect under her service.

“Then…”

She takes out a condom she prepared and puts it on with her mouth. It’s been a while since I received such service. It brings back memories. After completing all the preparations, she slowly climbs on top of me. Her body, illuminated by the mood lighting, looked sensual with her swollen belly.

Taking a position on top of me, Hyejin noona discards the negligee covering her body, returning to a primal state. Her pregnant body, bathed in a soft light, was beautiful. Is this how a woman carrying life looks?

“Alright, little sprout. It’s time to meet Dad.”

Little sprout. On the day she conceived, my penis felt like it was sprouting into her uterus, hence the nickname given by the second child. Normally, seeing her talking to the baby in her belly would have brought a smile, but now it felt more solemn.

As she reaches out her hand, I also hold her hand. Slowly, she descends. The sensation of her on my member. Her vagina constricts strongly, as if refusing any further intrusion. It feels like pushing deeper would pierce her cervix. Sensing this, she slowly raises her body.

“The baby might get startled. Not here. Okay?”

Her words were correct. The dominant position towards a pregnant woman was risky, but it was a posture made possible by Hyojin noona’s perfect control. I trusted her, and she trusted me.

“Of course.”

She descended slowly once again. Before her belly swelled, we had engaged in intense sex, squeezing her neck. Perhaps because her belly had grown, I felt more cautious than usual.

Therefore, our sex was slower and more sticky than usual. After the brief dominance ended, we changed positions. This time, Hyojin noona lay on her side, waiting for me. Embracing her from behind, kissing her, I entered slowly. Her precious part trembled, stimulating my manhood.

“Haah, haah. Mangho, can you feel it? Seems like Sooksooki likes it too.”

“Of course I can feel it.”

“It’s a bit regrettable that I can’t touch her chest.”

I wanted to pinch her swollen nipples, but strong stimulation on the nipples might not be good for a pregnant woman, so it couldn’t be helped. Instead of her chest, I caressed her belly as I pushed myself in. A sense of emotional fulfillment of being with my child filled my mind.

After changing positions and having sex for what seemed like tens of minutes, the bedsheet was soaked with her breast milk. While she didn’t moan, she signaled her satisfaction.

“Haah, haah. Should we stop now?”

I wasn’t fully satisfied yet, but here, I had to follow the mother’s wishes. Perhaps the long-awaited sex was tiring; Hyojin noona leaned back against the bed. Naturally resting my head on her thigh, she stroked my manhood with her hand.

“Would you like some breast milk?”

“I’d love to.”

As she accepted, she adjusted her chest for better access. Despite her swollen belly and the difficulty, witnessing her natural act reminded me of the greatness of motherhood.

I gently sucked on her swollen nipple, feeling her sweet breast milk fill my mouth. It tasted bland at first, but why had it become so sweet? The reasons remained unknown.

Her sweet breast milk filling my mouth, her nipple teasing my tongue, her hand stimulating my manhood up and down, her thumb stimulating my glans.

“Damn, this is heaven.”

It felt like all the fatigue from the Olympics was dissipating. As I sucked on her breast milk and received pleasure, my manhood throbbed with delight.

“Noona….”

As I called her while detaching from her nipple, she opened her mouth. I inserted my glans into her mouth as she sat up on the bed. Her strong hand stimulated my manhood. Releasing my essence into her mouth, my whole body felt refreshed.

With a gulp, she swallowed all the essence I released.

“Ah…. I missed this taste so much.”

“Really? Should I pack and send it to you a few times?”

“Haha, there’s no need for that.”

In the dark night settling in, her laughter echoed through the quiet room. We looked at each other, laughing, then lay down on the bed. She provided a pillow for me, and I lay on her arm, touching her nipple, sucking her breast milk, spending some time before getting dressed and leaving for the living room.

In the living room, Ikcheol and Wonho were peacefully asleep, unaware of everything. Ikcheol was smiling in his sleep, perhaps having a good dream.

I lay on the sofa where their bodies didn’t touch, closing my eyes. Was it because the satisfaction from sex with her was great? Though I didn’t lose much weight, I felt like sleep would come easily tonight.

I woke up to the sound of Wonho calling me. It was time to go home now. Hyojin noona and I exchanged glances before heading out.

“Well then, Director. We’ll treat you next time.”

“No, no. This is my joy. Seeing my disciples grow well and become professionals like this. It was fun.”

“Me too.”

“I’m off to ‘enjoy’ myself as well.”

“Sure thing, Maengho. See you at the team.”

“Yep.”

“Player Maengho, Player Wonho. Come visit us often.”

“Yes, take care, Madam.”

It was time to return to everyday life now. The second half was waiting for me.

—

“Damn, can’t you throw the ball properly?”

It had been a week since my return to the game. The team was doing well, but watching the pitchers throw made me furious.

“My control’s a bit off. And how am I supposed to strike you out?”

“Base on balls!”

Another walk. Since the Olympics ended, there were many pitchers avoiding me like this. There were such pitchers in the first half too, but it was too blatant. I had drawn 10 intentional walks in the first half. But now, just 7 games into the second half, I already had 5 intentional walks.

It used to feel like dodging slowly, but now it felt like outright avoidance? From the first inning. Now I ran to second base almost routinely.

“Safe.”

Naturally, it was safe. Taking advantage of a timely hit, I came home. Already one point. But the JT guys didn’t seem to care much. That was more annoying.

“Nice.”

“Hey, it’s a lead point, smile a bit.”

“Ha… understood.”

Scoring a point didn’t make me feel good. No, at the beginning of the second half, I felt good. But after playing like this for seven games straight, I was starting to lose patience.

Moreover, there were issues with my hitting sense. In the first 6 games of the second half, I had a slash line of 0.357/0.677/0.929/1.606 with 14 hits, 5 home runs, and 16 walks. The stats looked impressive, but I could feel it precisely at the plate.

It didn’t feel as good as when my hitting sense was much better.

“Maengho, don’t stress yourself out like that. They’re avoiding you because they’re scared.”

“That’s true.”

As I sat on the bench with a grim expression, Ugwanhyeong came over to comfort me. Honestly, I somewhat expected this to happen. It was somewhat natural after showing such performance at the Olympics.

But it didn’t help me at all. The KBA league was where you trained before going to the majors, as Rossby always said. I needed to hit some balls to improve, damn it.

All I could do was hope for a big lead or wish for the opponent’s ace pitcher to come out. If there was a big lead, pitchers always fought back, and if the ace pitcher came out, at least we didn’t give up easily.

Should I just get hit by a pitch? We’re not winning anyway.

‘How about you go without my help for a few days?’

Rossby seemed to sense my situation and offered an alternative. Normally, I would have threatened to cut off sensory sharing with Rossby, but things were different now.

‘Really? Not bad. Since we’re just getting hurt anyway. It wouldn’t be bad to improve your basics during this opportunity.’

“Um… that’s fine. You’ll still let me know when to steal, right?”

“Tsk, bothersome.”

Bothersome?

“…You’re not trying to go see the cheerleaders, are you?”

“…No.”

Rossby’s pause was oddly long. This guy. It was clear he brought up seeing the cheerleaders.

“Sigh… Fine, I got it.”

Anyway, I was still unable to hit the ball. It was the same as before. It was a deal where I had nothing to lose. With a sense of unease, I accepted Rossby’s offer.