episode_0063

“In the… next room…! My son is there…! Agh! A little gentler—”

Dohyeok was intense, and just as skilled. All the way from the filming location near the hotel to Yookyung’s room, he continuously aroused her, ensuring her passion wouldn’t cool.

Because of this, Yookyung was enveloped in a daze the entire walk to the room.

“Huuugh, huff… Haaah, you again… my clothes.”

She wasn’t given a chance to speak. As rough kisses continued, Dohyeok toyed with Yookyung’s collar. She was wearing a rather worn-out training jersey.

He didn’t immediately pull down the zipper. He merely savored the faint sensation felt through her clothes.

“You’re sensitive, sunbae. Were you looking forward to this?”

“Ever since earlier… because you kept touching me…!”

…She hasn’t given in yet.

She wasn’t someone easily swayed by the atmosphere. It was the same now. Although she appeared not to resist, it was because her son was in the next room, preventing her from making loud noises.

“Considering that, you’re soaking wet inside…!”

As he pulled down the zipper and tore open her outer clothing, Yookyung, flustered, covered her chest. Her apricot-colored skin was revealed defenselessly beneath her damp sleeveless top, soaked from continuing the shoot in the hot weather.

A drop of sweat trickled down between her breasts and vanished. Yookyung was clearly aroused, but also tense.

She was wary of Dohyeok. At her sharp gaze, Dohyeok took a step back.

“…I know, sunbae. I know you dislike this.”

But even that expression was merely seasoning for Dohyeok.

Contrary to her defiant gaze, the faint sobs escaping her wet lips further stimulated Dohyeok’s groin.

“And yet, sunbae, you always end up lying beneath me, vulgarly dripping with pussy juice… Just like when you came as a bartender.”

“What…? You—!”

It hadn’t been long since Choi Dohyeok continued his ‘career’ under Namgeon. Even so, he could boast of having met countless women.

He dared to say that Shin Yookyung before him had a completely different presence from the multitude of other women.

More noble, beautiful, and lewd.

Thus, his desire for dominance surged even more. Until the moment he could completely taint her, who was utterly stubborn.

“Kugh— Guuuh…!”

Dohyeok grabbed Yookyung’s neck with one hand and slowly squeezed. As her breathing was cut off, her resistance gradually intensified.

He knew. That Yookyung had already developed sensitivity deep in her oral cavity.

“Do you remember? Deep-throating with a condom on… It’s embarrassing, but you couldn’t last even five minutes. It’s hard to understand why you wouldn’t think of using such a splendid pussy…”

“Th-that… Heeeh, ugh! Let… go!!”

He ravished Yookyung’s lips, which were urgent enough to turn her entire face red, over and over again. Yookyung barely endured her mind fading, forcing herself to intertwine tongues.

“…Did you say Doyun was in the next room earlier?”

When the topic of her son came from Dohyeok’s mouth, Yookyung’s eyes widened. She instinctively shook her head. She desperately hoped Doyun would never know of her situation, no matter what.

To Yookyung, Dohyeok said mockingly,

“I came here on purpose for him to hear. What kind of face will your son make when he finds out his mother is such a perverted whore?”

Water welled up in the corners of her eyes. She felt utterly pathetic.

She felt so miserable, soaking her loins while listening to insults against herself and her beloved son.

“Gooh—! Hoooh, gasp, hoo, hoo…”

The more she reacted, the more thoroughly Dohyeok exploited Yookyung’s weaknesses. Merely exposing and pressing down on her engorged clitoris made her clench her legs and ejaculate.

He stimulated her labia with a hand smeared with saliva, then brought that same hand back to her mouth. As he repeated the same actions several times, Yookyung experienced silent orgasms, losing even the strength to beg.

A faint sense of fear towards herself, and submission.

He instinctively knew she was finally ready. To her, who could no longer resist, Dohyeok pushed his enormous dick forward.

Seeing Yookyung’s lips trembling, Dohyeok’s excitement reached its peak.

Before she knew it, Dohyeok had Yookyung brace herself against the wall and turn around, placing his towering penis against her luscious buttocks.

Slowly donning a condom, he admired Yookyung’s backside.

“Sunbae. That look suits you. Ah…”

He was speechless at the perfect curve from her waist to her buttocks. Why had he only now met such a woman?

In that moment, Dohyeok was filled with regret. He regretted not having explored Yookyung’s most delectable spot sooner.

Sticky fluid seeped out from between her parted folds. Stroking her breast with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other, Dohyeok whispered,

“…How much does Doyun know, sunbae?”

You can’t possibly think he knows nothing, can you?

The incident at the restaurant? …The secret relationship at the filming location? …Or even what happened when you came as a bartender?

Or if not…

Even this situation…?

Dohyeok’s rod pierced her fully contracted vagina in one thrust. Yookyung’s head scraped against the wall, her nails tearing at it. The unbearable pain, ironically, was accompanied by supreme pleasure.

Just as Yookyung was squirting and reaching a frantic climax,

Doyun, who was in the midst of editing, heard a strange sound and got up. He thought he heard his mother’s voice nearby.

… … …

That day, late at night.

Yookyung took the spare key to Doyun’s room. Doyun had given her his room key so she could enter his room anytime.

Looking back, Doyun had come by while Yookyung was in the midst of her encounter with Dohyeok. He didn’t have an extra card key to enter Yookyung’s room.

If the door had opened at that moment and the insertion had been caught directly…

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Doyun-ah. I…”

Pushing aside her conflicted feelings, she called Doyun from outside the door. After a long wait, there was no response. It turned out Doyun was already lying in bed, asleep.

Why was that? Seeing Doyun like that, Yookyung suddenly felt a desire to connect with him.

The desire to be showered with love by her only son kept surfacing. So, without realizing it, she started to confide.

On the other hand, Dohyeok’s words bothered her. How could she, a mother, engage in such shameful acts behind her son’s back…?

The greater her shame, the more her sense of depravity increased.

Yookyung lay down behind Doyun, wearing only a pajama gown without any underwear. Feeling her warmth, Doyun’s breath trembled slightly.

I’m sorry, Doyun-ah. I’m sorry for being this kind of mother. Even though I can’t face you, I…

Not knowing what to say, she just stroked his back.

If… Doyun knew about her relationship with Dohyeok, she wished he would just curse her. Yookyung was already capable of doing anything to atone.

So, pretending otherwise, she offered him alcohol. She wanted to confirm their feelings, sincerely apologize, and then return to a relationship where she could be loved again.

But Doyun didn’t answer. His heart was also conflicted. He couldn’t answer, fearing that no matter what he said, his mother would distance herself from him.

Yookyung grew anxious. Could it be that he heard everything? Was he ignoring her because he knew it all?

She only needed to confirm one thing. Yes, if she couldn’t make love with Doyun right now…

She just needed to ask this one thing.

“Mommy… has one thing she wants to ask. Earlier this evening… did you hear any strange noises from the next room…?”

Before she could even finish speaking, Doyun flinched greatly. Doyun continued to gasp for breath as if his chest was tight.

Yookyung hugged him tightly, comforting him.

After saying “I love you,” she left Doyun’s room.

“…Did he know?”

Her son’s honest reaction became a certainty. It was then, as she sighed deeply, wondering how she should face Doyun now.

Unexpectedly, Chaerin, who had come to find Doyun, stood before her.

“Auntie…?”

“Oh… Oh, Chaerin-ah…? Where have you been? You weren’t even at the shoot.”

“Ah… I had some work to do. Is Doyun sleeping now?”

“Yes. Oh, Chaerin-ah. You made this reservation, right? Oh dear… Auntie hasn’t even thanked you properly yet.”

Chaerin waved her hand dismissively and smiled awkwardly. Come to think of it, there was a point her eyes naturally went to, even if she didn’t want to notice.

Yookyung was wearing only a silk gown over her bare skin. Through the loosely untied front, her nipples were barely visible.

“It’s nothing. I just had something to tell you. Everyone’s been busy with one thing or another, so it seems the filming will go on for one more day. Sunbae asked me to tell you.”

“Is that so…? But what more is there to do? We have to leave tomorrow…”

“I don’t know. They said I don’t have any scenes for tomorrow’s shoot.”

The more she looked, the stranger it seemed, Chaerin thought. Even if she was his mother, was there any reason to enter her son’s room dressed like that?

This is too much… It’s like she’s trying to seduce Doyun with that outfit. And in the middle of the night, no less.

…What did she do in there?

…Surely not. No way.

She had finally made time to be alone with Doyun, but he was supposedly asleep…

Haaah, seriously… Hong Doyun, just wait until tomorrow.

“Please go to sleep soon. I’ll get going now.”

“Alright, you go on in too. Thanks for the room reservation, Chaerin-ah. Auntie will definitely repay you later.”

After Chaerin left and she returned to her room, Yookyung resolved something.

To leave this hotel tomorrow morning.

She had an unsettling premonition. All the scheduled filming was done, yet there was additional filming? Even if there genuinely was more to do, there was no reason to stay at the hotel to continue filming.

… Let’s go home. With Doyun. … …

“I heard yesterday. What’s this ‘additional filming’?”

“It’s what we promised last time. The defeat scene filming.”

Defeat scene…?

The next day, as soon as Yookyung woke up, she sent a message to Dohyeok. Dohyeok conveyed his intentions clearly and concisely.

Even if she tried not to show it, the meaning of the defeat scene filming was clear.

“I’m sorry, but I’ll refuse. I didn’t come here to shoot such vulgar scenes.”

“Do as you wish, sunbae. I don’t intend to be coercive here anyway.”

The previous day, their sexual encounter hadn’t lasted very long. It was because Yookyung, barely clinging to her sanity, had sternly pushed him away.

As a forgotten sense of guilt washed over her all at once, she felt such self-loathing that it made her nauseous.

With the thought that she couldn’t continue like that, even her arousal had faded.

Perhaps because of this, Dohyeok seemed to step back.

“However, if you reverse that decision, you’ll need to show the proper attitude. There’s a special outfit in the dresser drawer of your room. Put it on and come to where I am.”

“…Hmph, stop talking nonsense. What kind of…”

…Special outfit?

What kind of clothes…? Are they for the shoot…?

Curiosity piqued, Yookyung opened the closet and pulled open the drawers one by one. Perhaps because it was summer, only a dehumidifier was inside the closet.

As she did so, she found a piece of clothing. The moment she saw it, she instinctively knew. This was the outfit Dohyeok wanted.

“Are you out of your mind… Choi Dohyeok? What kind of clothes are you trying to make me wear…! You’re utterly insane…”

But contrary to her mumbled protests, she picked up the top and held it against her chest. It was a thin, cropped top that barely covered her breasts, and a short, flowy skirt.

Yookyung immediately recognized it as a sailor uniform.

“Are you serious? Me, an auntie, in this kind of…”

Before she knew it, she was imagining herself in front of the mirror, wearing the sailor uniform and feeling embarrassed. She certainly remembered wearing pretty school uniforms with ribbons during her school days, but they were never this revealing.

It was utterly unthinkable. What woman in the world would wear something like this…? Wouldn’t this make her a complete… pervert?

With her hair tied in pigtails, forcing an ill-fitting smile, she stood before the Choi Dohyeok she so loathed.

‘You’re cute, sunbae. Wearing clothes like that, unsuited for your age… Ah… did you want to be fucked by me that badly?’

Dohyeok stepped out from somewhere and gently stroked Yookyung’s shoulder. He slid his gaze up and down her tightly tensed body.

‘Ahahahahah…! What would your son think if he saw you, sunbae? …Apologize. Say you’re sorry, sorry for being a disgraceful pervert.’

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Doyun… ah, Mommy truly… Ah…”

No, I can’t… I can’t give in. I can’t give in to the likes of Choi Dohyeok… It was all her imagination, standing before the mirror.

To dismiss it as mere imagination, Yookyung’s nether regions were already thoroughly soaked.

Her beloved son’s face, and simultaneously, the enormous dick of the man who had completely dominated her, vividly came to mind.

“…Mom! Mom, are you asleep? It’s me!”

It was then. Doyun, who had finished preparing to leave the hotel with Jiyeon, knocked on the door. She casually tossed the sailor uniform onto the bed and greeted her son.

Doyun asked her if she was ready to go. He said it was almost time to check out.

Yookyung replied that she was sorry.

Feeling a stinging sensation deep inside her vagina, she said she would have to stay one more day at the hotel.

At that moment, her fate resistance decreased by 70%. Something was changing within her.

… 10. Penalties [Unopened: 3] ⓐ Weakness Development: Acceleration of the opening and development of sexual boundaries and sensations. ⓑ Maternal Desire: Unnatural desire for unconditional love. Can transform into other forms depending on fate resistance values and other attributes. ⓒ Strong Outside, Soft Inside: Though it may not seem so, resistance to assertive actions decreases.

>> ⓑ Mother-Son Incestuous Desire: Unnatural desire for unconditional love. A craving for physical relations with her son, or a person equivalent to him.