episode_0043

Over a month had passed since I started my new job.

It was a somewhat special job, obtained through precious connections.

The housekeeping job given to me by Young Master Cha Doyeon, my son’s friend.

Although he formally operates with a business card as a CEO or representative, perhaps because I’ve known him since he was a middle schooler, the title “Young Master” feels more familiar.

Ever since my husband passed away, our family’s fortunes declined, and we were constantly in financial hardship.

My son, in strong defiance of our impoverished household, began to go down a bad path, and even my daughter, who had been diligently enduring, started to stray little by little.

It was despair-inducing.

Because of this, I secretly hoped that if things really reached the edge of a cliff, the young master of the chaebol family, my son’s friend, might offer help if the need arose.

Still, to think he would readily agree when I confided in him.

…Of course, I did get entangled in something out of the ordinary from the very first day.

Anyway, apart from the somewhat ‘special orders,’ this housekeeping job was revolutionary.

Once all the cleaning was done, he provided flexible working hours, a generous salary, and even comfortable benefits.

Although the house was extremely large, the cleaning only required meticulous attention to areas a robot vacuum cleaner couldn’t reach. And even though it was large, it was a house where only one man lived, so the amount of laundry and dishes was negligible.

Given the situation, the remaining time was free.

It was fine to leave exactly on time, and even if I stayed and used the house, the Young Master didn’t interfere.

He left it entirely to my freedom.

‘This house is really nice….’

And I, was gradually spending more and more time in this house.

The overwhelmingly huge penthouse, which I initially thought I would never be able to adapt to.

But perhaps humans are bound to adapt, as when the Young Master was away, this enormous penthouse felt as if it had become my own home.

I would release bubbles and soak my body in the expensive bathtub, and when the bustling city of Seoul unfolded beneath the glass wall, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride.

As if I were the lady of the house.

Because of this, the time I spent here increased.

My standards unconsciously rose, and I began to regard this place as my real home.

Lee Sora 「Mom, are you late again today?」

「Sorry…」 Seong Yura

「I’m still adapting to my new job, so order something for yourself today.」 Seong Yura

Lee Sora 「…Can’t be helped, I guess. Alright~」

「Sorry, my daughter ♡」 Seong Yura

“Phew…”

Starting with this situation, my lies also began to increase.

I preferred the healing time here to my tiresome home, where I had to resolve all disputes as the head of the household, making me not want to return.

Even though I knew leaving things like this would only lead to a vicious cycle, I kept─

『I’m home!』

“Ah!?”

As I bent my head low, a booming voice burst into the house.

It wasn’t even 6 o’clock yet, so it seemed he had finished work earlier than usual.

I was sending a text message while peeing in the bathroom, and in my surprise, I shouted.

“Yo-Young Master─ Sir! You’re back?!”

『Oh? Are you in the bathroom?』

“Yes, I’m using it for a bit… I’ll, I’ll be right out!”

『It’s fine. You can stay as you are, take your time.』

“Huh?”

Click!

Along with the sound of approaching footsteps, the bathroom door was flung wide open.

I, who had been restlessly twisting my body on the toilet, suddenly exposed my vulnerable state to the Young Master with the abruptly opened door.

“─!!!”

I was startled, but I didn’t scream.

I merely tensed my muscles and squeezed my legs together as much as possible, making a basic response.

It was an unexpected action, but I couldn’t get angry or protest.

Although I had acted like the homeowner while he was away on his busy external activities, now that he was back, the true owner of this luxurious penthouse was the Young Master.

‘How embarrassing…♥’

Currently, my attire while sitting on the toilet was nothing but a white apron.

As per our initial agreement, it was only permissible to wear an apron or be naked when moving around the house.

The Young Master, on the other hand, was dressed in a loosened suit.

His outer jacket seemed to have been tossed onto the living room sofa as usual, leaving him in a dress shirt and suit pants.

His masculine height, well-built body, and handsome face were clearly visible.

Swaaaah…

In the bathroom, standing beside me, the Young Master nonchalantly washed his hands at the sink.

Perhaps enjoying my embarrassed reaction, he glanced at me, slyly opening the conversation.

“Seong Yura-ssi.”

“Ye-yes!?”

“About the cleaning. You do a good job, but you don’t need to do it so meticulously every day.”

“B-but… I receive so much money. I should do it properly.”

Then, scoffing,

“That’s all just me being worried about my friend’s family, so I shared a position.

You knew it inside, didn’t you? Your back will hurt, so take it easy.”

“……”

I knew.

That was the agreement from the very beginning.

Still, I couldn’t be lazy when receiving such a large sum of money every month.

In this desolate society, receiving such kindness was a stroke of luck.

“Well… if that’s the only way for you to be at ease, then I suppose it can’t be helped.”

“Yes… anyway, even if it’s empty, there’s not much to do anyway….”

“But you see,

There’s something more urgent than such trivial corner cleaning right now.”

“Huh?

……!”

After merely washing and shaking off his hands, Young Master Cha Doyeon abruptly stood before me.

Click, click!

Shrouded by his large shadow, I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling from below.

It was all too easy to understand what that sound meant.

Throb!

‘Ah…!’

The man’s ‘thing’ stood up, menacingly facing me.

As if to prove his prime age, as soon as his underwear was off, it was full of veins and stretched straight upwards.

The moment it was exposed, the strong scent of a male wafted right before my nose.

He smirked.

“This is more urgent, may I ask you to clean it?”

“……♥”

Seeing me sitting on the toilet, wearing nothing but a threadbare apron, it had swollen up like a balloon, clearly excited.

Rather than a feeling of repulsion towards it, I inhaled its scent, then slowly leaned in and naturally offered my lips.

*Kiss*♥

“Ugh…!”

A kiss of loyalty to the glans that the Young Master liked…♥

And the large ‘thing,’ I licked it as if stroking it with my tongue, then pulled my jaw back and immediately took it into my mouth.

*Suck suck suck suck!*

“Ah… fuck.”

I licked.

I filled my mouth with my son’s friend’s large penis, sucking on it as if it were candy.

‘It’s big and hot…♥’

A vulgar blowjob-cleaning, sitting on the toilet in nothing but an apron.

Such a perverse act.

In truth, this had become my adapted routine over the past month.

Outwardly, I was a housekeeper, but the Young Master touching and teasing me while I cleaned in barely any clothes was an everyday occurrence.

‘He’s this excited…♥’

It was unseemly for my age, but the Young Master clearly enjoyed it.

He enjoyed kneading my large breasts in excitement and stroking my belly and thighs.

He saw me as a woman.

“Ah, friend’s mom’s mouth-pussy is damn good, fuck…!”

“♥

…Uwooob!? Whooooooob♥”

He pressed his waist close and grabbed the back of my neck.

He gripped me strongly, the power of a man who genuinely harbored strong lust for me…♥

I didn’t dislike the feeling.

At this age, the option of becoming a woman was an irresistible allure.

Treating me like his own woman, and explicitly rocking his hips to thoroughly defile me until─

*Spurt! Spurt spurt spurt spurt!*♥

Cumming entirely into my mouth…♥

Perhaps the blowjob felt good, as the Young Master rocked his hips and gripped the back of my head tightly.

He held me fiercely, as if he wouldn’t let go until he had poured all his hot seeds into me.

He restrained this ajumma, whom he had seen since she was young, until he had thoroughly defiled her with his magnificently grown ‘thing.’

“Phew.”

“Cough, cough!”

After finishing his pleasurable climax, the Young Master pulled away slightly.

He didn’t move far, but looked down at me as if expecting something more. I regained my breath and composed myself, then demurely looked up at the Young Master and opened my mouth.

“Cleaning… complete, sir♥”

Opening my mouth wide.

Showing him the cum that had fully spurted into it, just as it was…♥

I showed him all the cum that had been ejaculated into my mouth, leaving nothing behind.

As a hired housekeeper, I informed him that I had properly carried out the command he had given, and then,

Gulp…♥

I swallowed, finishing the job perfectly.

I swallowed every last drop of the lively man’s semen, down into my belly.

He grinned.

The Young Master grinned even wider.

*Kiss*.

“♥”

He stroked my chin as if I were a dog, then gave a small kiss on my cheek.

Squish-squish-squish♥

“Uh-huh-huh-huh♥”

Next, he skillfully touched me below.

It was dirty from peeing, but he didn’t care at all, skillfully inserting his fingers and exciting me.

‘Pinching my clit feels so good…♥’

This was my newly adapted daily life.

Now, rather than being a mother at home, I was more of the Young Master’s housekeeper─

“Alright, that’s enough for now.”

“Ah…!”

Young Master Cha Doyeon pulled his hand out from inside me.

He let out a small sigh, then chuckled wryly.

“I’m sorry, today was a bit of a tiring day.”

“Oh, oh! Th-then… then it can’t be helped.”

“My excitement has cooled a bit, so shall we do more next time?”

He added that he was going to shower, then hurried out.

As I left the bathroom, I heard the sound of the shower running, “Swaaaah.”

At this point, a new concern arose.

Just a week ago, the Young Master would pounce on me whenever he saw me, but recently, he hadn’t been embracing me much.

He would touch me a lot and excite me, but he wouldn’t progress further.

He would go right up to the point of starting, but nothing more would happen.

It was as if his interest in a caught fish had waned.

‘Is he… tired of me?’

Just a moment ago, the flow and atmosphere seemed good, but I couldn’t quite tell.

I couldn’t quite grasp what the Young Master wanted from me.

*Squeeze!*

To be cold and rational, I was an ajumma significantly older than him.

I didn’t hold much regret, as it was possible he was just doing these things for fun.

*

The next day.

“……Huh?”

Today, I intended to put a dehumidifier in the closet, but something felt odd.

A small section of the master bedroom closet was filled with women’s clothing.

Though the house was spacious, it was, after all, a house where only one man lived, and these were clothes I had never seen before.

I wondered if he had a woman living with him, but as a live-in housekeeper, this was completely new information to me.

“Oh, my…?”

But there was a note under the hangers.

A very short, single line, revealing its identity.

[Gift♥]

‘Gift…? …………Is this everything?!’

It was enough to make me afraid just hearing it.

It was sudden, and overwhelming.

I thought it was excessive and that he must have mistaken me for someone else, but when I opened the drawer underneath, I saw he was serious.

[New ring (Please wear it)]

‘A ring? ………Ah!’

A rather thick diamond-studded ring, placed in a jewelry box.

I had wondered if he was looking elsewhere sometimes during our recent encounters, and it must have been the ring.

The thin gold wedding ring I had worn constantly, honoring my deceased husband.

‘Is that… what he means?’

This overwhelming gift seemed to carry that message.

A meaning that my excitement cooled whenever he saw it, so I should take it off.

In other words, a command to erase the past traces of my ex-husband from his sight.

The Young Master displayed a male’s possessiveness even towards the deceased.

At the same time, the fact that he was serious about me strangely brought me joy.

‘They all look so expensive….’

Moreover, inside the closet were treasures I could never have dreamed of acquiring in my entire life.

In the closet, which I carefully looked through, there were not only clothes but also luxury bags I had never seen before.

As if finding a treasure island, I opened more drawers to find everything from seductive underwear, all perfectly sized for me.

“…Beautiful♥”

They were beautiful.

The piled-up luxury goods were enticingly beautiful.

In the end, standing before this fully stocked storeroom, all that remained was my choice.

Would I discard my past like this, or would I close the closet, pretending not to have seen it, without crossing the line?

Gulp…!

I rubbed the gold ring on my ring finger, which I had forgotten I was even wearing.

I truly loved my husband, who had worked hard for our family and me throughout his life, but the wealth and items the Young Master displayed before me now seemed abundant.

Standing before the closet for a long time, my decision was─

* * *

“I’m home─ Huh?”

As I stood, waiting for the Young Master to arrive, he spotted me and stopped at the entrance.

He froze like a game of ‘Red Light, Green Light’ while looking at me, then naturally relaxed.

He shuffled off his shoes haphazardly and approached with a cheerful smile.

“It seems you’ve made up your mind?”

“……Yes.”

“I only put in items I thought would look good on you if you wore them, and indeed, they suit you well.”

“……♥”

The clothes I was wearing were a sheer, provocative negligee with inner lingerie.

And a black, thin underwear set that clearly revealed my backside.

I had violated the rule of only wearing an apron or being naked, but the Young Master was not angry.

Instead, as if pleased that I had worn his gifts, as if I had finally done what he wanted, he approached and sniffed my scent.

Most importantly, he fondled my left ring finger and whispered.

“The new ring, it suits you well.”

“……♥”

It felt like going back to my maiden days and being confessed to.

Even though I stood half-naked before a young man, acting unsuitably for my age, it no longer mattered.

Every time I adorned myself with his gifts, every time I lived in this house, I felt exhilarated, as if I was becoming his possession.

*Knead-knead…*

‘It’s starting…♥’

As I stayed still, he touched my body.

Just as I wanted, he molested me as before, and managed my aroused lower regions.

*Kiss, kiss*♥

He sucked on my neck, marking me as his woman♥

‘Good, since you’re wearing the ring, I’ll just call you Yura from now on.’

‘……Yes♥’

‘Shall we do the rest in the usual place?’

With his whisper, we walked side by side.

I acted as if I had become his woman, beyond just a housekeeper, as if I had become his wife.

*Squeeze-squeeze*♥

The large hand of the young male kneading my buttocks, as if squeezing them tight.

Following his lead, I quietly entered the master bedroom as if I were a new bride.