episode_0025

“Uh…huh?”

Mina’s deep cleavage unfolds before my eyes.

“Dad. Today’s menu is stir-fried pork! It must be delicious, right?”

Minah was holding a stir-fried pork and showing it to me, wearing only an apron.

Kim Ina’s stir-fried red pork.

I was hungry.

Plus, my favorite food, stir-fried pork.

How could a child who had never made stir-fried pork before make such perfect stir-fried pork?

The plump lump of fat shows off its own presence among the red sauce and vegetables.

A fantastic smell of pork fat, red pepper paste, red pepper powder, starch syrup, and sesame oil.

This was not the work of an amateur.

So I had no choice but to see it.

My daughter’s… Minah’s white breasts.

Behind the white apron, two naked chunks of fat were shaking on the delicious stir-fried pork.

It was like two bouncy, inflated rubber balls colliding organically and moving rhythmically.

Am I looking at stir-fried pork?

Or is he looking at his daughter’s puffy breasts?

“Oh my! I didn’t sprinkle sesame seeds!”

“Ah…Ah!! Now…let’s sleep…!”

What was I thinking trying to stop my daughter from turning around?

What ungodly thoughts did you have?

“Huh? Why dad?”

Mina turned around and looked at me.

I can see my daughter’s back.

The daughter’s body was covered in a white one-piece slip like an apron.

Since she was wearing a string tank top, it looked as if she was only wearing an apron.

Aside from the fact that the skirt is a bit too short, it seems more subdued than what I wore last time.

“Ah…it’s nothing.”

“Hmph. What is it, Dad? Suddenly calling me.”

Minah put the stir-fried pork on the kitchen table again with a snort and started looking for the sesame seeds.

“Sesame…Where are the sesame seeds?”

Rattling.

Rattling.

Minah started looking through the kitchen cupboard.

That’s probably because I haven’t cooked much, so I don’t know exactly what’s in the kitchen.

“Not here…no Jogi…”

Every time Mina stretched out her arms and opened the cupboard above, the skin under her buttocks was slightly visible and soft.

“Ah……”

“Huh? Dad, did you call me?”

“No…no.”

I was about to say something but stopped.

okay.

Now my daughter is an adult.

You have the right to choose what you wear.

Is it right for me to tell you to dress modestly?

I don’t know.

From an adult’s point of view…and a father’s point of view, this is a situation where I definitely have to say something.

That means dressing neatly.

But…there is only one thing that bothers me.

Until now, my daughter has always dressed neatly.

Even outside.

Even inside.

However, as an adult, my daughter changed 180 degrees.

To be exact, it started after I was accepted into college… and after I went to the amusement park.

I started wearing sexy women’s pajamas…one-piece slips at home.

My daughter has been oppressed until now.

As a student, dating the opposite sex is something you must not avoid.

As a student, you have to pass the college entrance exam.

Thankfully, she followed her father’s wishes in an exemplary manner.

And when she entered Korea University, the best university in Korea and my alma mater, I decided to do everything my daughter wanted.

My precious and lovely daughter who has achieved everything she should have achieved and protected as a minor.

It was my intention to do everything she wanted to do.

My daughter’s choice of clothes was free.

These are not the neat clothes I used to wear.

This is the daughter who wrapped her superiorly beautiful body like that.

It was worth it.

minority.

It was the morality and order of this country for female students to do that.

Mina did it all.

I succeeded in getting into the best university in Korea.

And now he is an adult.

It is natural that she craves beautiful clothes that reveal her body.

If I were to prevent that, it would be nothing more or less than using the father’s authority to block the daughter’s natural rights.

okay.

I shouldn’t say anything about my daughter’s clothes.

It is a reward for my daughter’s achievements and respect for her as an adult.

“Ah, why isn’t it there? Why isn’t there one?”

My daughter was busy looking for sesame seeds.

Actually, I know where the sesame seeds are.

However, my daughter is a woman with high self-esteem.

Food you make yourself.

He must have prepared a lot to serve it to me.

But what if my help went into making that food?

You will definitely hate it.

Minah has liked what she does since she was young.

I try to learn things I don’t know, but I never want to receive help for what I have learned.

It’s pride.

The pride of being able to do everything on your own without the help of others.

That’s good self-esteem.

It’s what I need to live my life…to develop myself further.

“Are you here?”

My daughter bent down to open the cupboard under her legs.

As she bent her back with her legs straight, the white slip dress skirt she was wearing went up toward her body.

Like a peach.

A buttock shaped like a white peach spread out before my eyes.

My daughter was wearing the thong she wore at the amusement park.

The fabric of the panties was so small that it barely covered my daughter’s private parts, and I was able to see every part of her buttocks with my own eyes.

“Huh…Heh heh……”

My daughter hums as she rummages through the cupboard where she collects seasonings.

Every time she shook her legs, her buttocks shook like a firm, flesh-colored jelly.

“Ah…uh……”

My daughter didn’t seem to mind that her butt was visible.

It was a provocative look, as if he was saying, “Please look at my butt.”

Between the cracked mounds.

A place like a secret garden connected by two bridges.

Panties, which you can’t tell why you’re wearing by looking at your buttocks, are the only part of the body that does its job.

The panties were stuck there like a stick.

It’s like paper that has been soaked in water glue and wrinkled.

That’s why I keep getting worried.

I didn’t want to see it.

But I wanted to see it.

But you shouldn’t look at it.

Actually, I don’t know what I’m saying right now.

“Hmm…Why are there no sesame seeds?”

Min, why can’t I find the sesame seeds?

You weren’t the type of kid who had a hard time finding things.

Twitching.

Even though I tried not to look there, my eyes kept going there.

no.

I can’t do that.

I can’t be that shameless father who lusts after his daughter!

“…Ah…Dad, I’m going to go to the bathroom.”

“Uh…huh? dad? Now…wait…”

Ignoring what my daughter said, I ran straight into the master bathroom.

“Haa…haa…haa……”

I looked at my lower body.

I was about half a step away from my dick sticking out.

“…big…I almost got in big trouble…”

Thump thump!

I was so startled that I almost jumped on the spot.

“Dad, what is it? Why did you suddenly go into the bathroom?”

Clap, clap, clap.

The bathroom handle begins to shake.

“It’s perfect because it’s sprinkled with sesame seeds. Dad will be surprised when he eats it, right?”

Clap, clap, clap.

“So come out quickly, Dad. Let’s eat together quickly.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“I’m hungry.”

My mouth won’t drop.

Why?

Why on earth did I hide?

A tremendous sense of shame begins to race through my head.

No, it’s more pain than shame.

Moral notions in my head.

It was pricking my head mercilessly with a needle.

“Dad~~ Why is there no answer? Huh?”

Clap, clap, clap.

Ma… I have to say something.

But no words fell out.

“Daddy…Daddy….”

Is it because of her mood that her voice is gradually becoming shaky?

Why did my daughter come all the way to the bathroom like this?

The circuit of my thoughts was just twisted.

I couldn’t think of anything.

It wasn’t clear how to act.

Clap, clap, clap.

“Please dad…what are you doing…tell me…it’s frustrating…”

okay.

I have to say something.

If you keep the door locked and don’t speak, it will only lead to further misunderstanding.

“Ah…well…ha…I just remembered something to do!!”

“What should I do…?”

“There is…something like that…Anyway, daughter! I’m eating first!”

“Aiing… Stir-fried pork is more delicious when eaten together. Dad and I…just the two of us…so…delicious…”

Clap, clap, clap.

“I’ll help you. Let’s do it together, Dad. Then you can do it quickly.”

no.

I can’t help you.

no way.

“Ah…no!! Dad can do it alone!! So……”

Clap, clap, clap!!

“I’m an adult now. I can help my dad do it…so…”

Clap, clap, clap!

“So…Dad…what Dad is trying to do…”

Clap, clap, clap!!

“Minaya!!!!!!!!!!”

I made a loud noise without realizing it.

At that sound, the shaking bathroom handle stopped moving.

I was the one who never screamed while raising my daughter.

When I saw my ex-wife yelling at my daughter, I promised myself never to do that.

But I did it…now.

“My daughter…I’m sorry…you should go to the kitchen first. Dad will go quickly.”

“…Yes.”

With a short answer, the sign in front of the door disappeared.

“Ha……”

I just sat down on the bathroom floor.

My legs gave out.

My penis is still enlarged.

I felt ashamed when I saw that object sticking out of my pajamas.

Now… I ended up doing two things I should never do to my daughter.

Having lust for his daughter.

Yelling at my daughter.

Those two things were completely violated.

I am… disqualified as a father.

****

Minah’s face became contemplative as she left the master bedroom and headed toward the kitchen.

I was definitely confident.

It was obviously tempting for Minah to bend down with her legs spread out and pretend to look for the sesame seeds.

20 years old.

I wanted to show my dad this bright, soft but firm buttocks without any blemishes.

He tried to seduce Eunhyuk with his body, which had become much more complete than when his father last washed him.

I got excited.

Love juice came out of Mina’s genitals.

It would soak into her thong and clearly show the shape of her genitals.

Any other parent would jump up and make a fuss, but Eunhyuk, Minah’s father, would not be able to say anything.

Eunhyuk fell into the trap set by Minah.

A long, long build-up that has been going on since middle school.

And the incident at the amusement park that was the trigger.

The long gaslighting has now paid off.

Eunhyuk said nothing and his face started to turn red.

Something started to bulge in his groin.

Minah was looking at everything in the small mirror she had prepared, pretending to look through the sesame seeds.

success.

This is definitely a success.

Mina was sure.

Minah followed Eunhyuk, who ran to the bathroom.

One step forward.

If you take just one step further…

There was hope that he could win his father.

[Minaya!!!!!!!!!!]

But what came back was Eunhyuk’s shout.

Yes.

Mina failed.

For a moment, the shaman’s words came to mind.

The thought that if she overdoes it, everything will go wrong began to fill Minah’s head.