episode_0210

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Shiwoo takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and steps into the house.

Sehee Nuna’s shoulders are covered with Shiwoo’s jacket again.

As he enters the foyer, he sees shoes on the floor.

These were shoes that were not there when Shiwoo left the house with Sehee Nuna yesterday.

It seemed that Mom, Seyoung, and another guest were at home.

It seems to be Aunt Seonju and Sua.

Shiwoo was expecting a serious three-way talk between himself, Sehee Nuna, and Mom.

He didn’t expect there to be other family members…

Shiwoo felt a little relieved by the familiar presence of the guests in the house.

“Mom! We’re here~!”

Shiwoo took off his shoes and announced his and Sehee Nuna’s arrival to Mom confidently.

As he enters the living room, he sees Aunt Seonju sitting at the dining table.

“Shiwoo~! Sehee~! Welcome~ Did you have fun?!”

Aunt Seonju’s clear and cheerful voice as she sits at the kitchen table and looks towards the entrance.

Aunt Seonju greets Shiwoo and Sehee Nuna as they enter the house.

Her shoulder-length body perm hairstyle goes well with Aunt Seonju’s lively facial expression.

Aunt Seonju is wearing a plain pink sleeveless tank top that accentuates her chest and blue hot pants.

Aunt Seonju’s body had much more exposed skin than covered.

Her breasts, which seemed about to burst out, and her smooth thighs looked very suggestive to Shiwoo.

“Oh… Aunt Seonju, you were here?”

Shiwoo greets Aunt Seonju, looking slightly awkward.

Sehee Nuna, blushing, bows to Aunt Seonju silently next to Shiwoo.

“Yeah~ I came with the kids because I thought my sister would be bored~ Hehehe”

Aunt Seonju says in a playful tone.

“Oppa’s here? Hehehe~”

Seyoung, who was playing in front of the TV in the living room with Sua, also greeted Shiwoo happily.

Maybe because Mom was there, Seyoung didn’t run and hug Shiwoo like before.

Instead, she smiled brightly at Shiwoo from where she was and greeted him.

“S…Shiwoo Oppa~ Sehee Unni~ Hello~!?”

Sua, who was playing with Seyoung, also greets Shiwoo and Sehee Nuna shyly.

“But Shiwoo, what’s wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone?”

Aunt Seonju says, looking a little surprised at Shiwoo’s injured face.

If she had contacted Ms. Yena, she would have known how badly Shiwoo was hurt…

Aunt Seonju was looking at Shiwoo and talking as if she was making a fuss as if she was trying to tell someone.

“Ah… There was a little~ something happened, but it’s all resolved now~”

Shiwoo answers Aunt Seonju, touching his swollen face with his palm as if nothing happened.

“What? Shiwoo is hurt? What’s wrong with your face~? What’s going on!”

Mom, who was doing something in the kitchen, hears Shiwoo and Aunt Seonju’s conversation and runs out into the living room.

Mom was wearing a baggy purple boxy t-shirt and a gray flared skirt that came down to below her knees.

And she was wearing a cooking apron over it.

Mom seemed to be preparing breakfast.

A normal everyday appearance as if she had never had a relationship with Shiwoo, never left the house with Seyoung, and never texted Shiwoo.

Shiwoo feels like his tension is completely relieved by Mom’s normal appearance and reaction.

“Oh~ Mom! Are you making food? Hehe~ Something happened yesterday… It’s nothing!”

Shiwoo smiles at Mom as if it were nothing, touching the injured area on his face.

“It’s not nothing~!”

Mom comes to Shiwoo and says, looking worriedly at the injured area.

“Sehee is!?”

Mom looks at Sehee Nuna, who is hiding behind Shiwoo as if she has done something wrong, and asks.

“I…I’m not hurt, Mom. Shiwoo says he’s okay now~”

Sehee Nuna avoids Mom’s eyes and answers as if trying to smooth things over to get less scolded.

“It’s okay~?! Your skin is all torn! Be careful~!!”

Mom said, raising her voice as if she was upset.

“I need to disinfect it and apply medicine right away~!”

Mom says, touching the area around Shiwoo’s injury.

“Ugh…Ugh! Mom… it’s okay to just leave it~”

Shiwoo feels a sense of relief at Mom’s touch accompanied by pain.

“No!! It’ll be a big problem if the wound gets infected~ Shiwoo, come in here!”

Mom takes the lead and tries to take Shiwoo into the master bedroom.

Shiwoo feels bewildered by the sudden reunion with Mom and follows her into the master bedroom.

Shiwoo had no choice but to follow Mom’s lead due to her firm words and attitude.

The resolve or determination to shut Mom’s mouth by raping her before entering the house seemed to have disappeared from Shiwoo.

Has Mom forgotten the memory of the day she embraced Shiwoo as a woman? The numerous lewd jokes we exchanged on our smartphones in the past?

**

Mom sits Shiwoo down on the bed after following him into the master bedroom.

Then, she goes to the dressing table, opens the drawer, and takes out a household first aid kit containing disinfectant, band-aids, and ointment.

The voices of Sehee Nuna and Aunt Seonju in the kitchen, and Seyoung and Sua in the living room, could be heard faintly through the half-open door.

“Why weren’t you careful? Did you fight? What’s going on~”

Mom says, spreading out the household first aid kit on the bed as if frustrated.

“Ugh…well…I got into a fight with some older guys I met yesterday…but it’s all over. Mom~”

Shiwoo answers carefully, feeling worried that Mom will get angry about the fight with the older guys.

“Aigoo~ What’s wrong with our handsome son’s face~ What if you get a scar~!?”

Mom says as if upset and unhappy, and applies disinfectant to Shiwoo’s injured face.

“Ouch!…Ah~!”

Shiwoo unconsciously makes a short sound of pain, as if he were a child in front of his mom.

Every time the povidone solution soaked in gauze touched Shiwoo’s face, a stinging pain was felt.

Shiwoo feels a little embarrassed about the sound he made in front of his mom.

After applying the disinfectant to the injured area, Mom grabs Shiwoo’s chin with both hands and blows “Hoo~” on it.

As she leaned down slightly, the cleavage between her full breasts could be seen inside Mom’s loose-fitting purple t-shirt.

Shiwoo feels a strange feeling from Mom’s warm and cool breath and visual stimulation.

Every time Mom blew cool air into his face twice or three times, Shiwoo’s thing was rapidly expanding.

Thanks to receiving Nuna’s oral sex in the park bathroom in front of the house and ejaculating, Shiwoo no longer needed to hang his jacket on his arm to cover it when entering the house.

Therefore, the suit jacket was handed to Sehee Nuna in order to cover the semen stains on the pink dress.

He didn’t expect that as soon as he came in, Mom would disinfect him, blow air on his face, or show her cleavage…

**

Mom’s knees were almost touching Shiwoo’s knees.

Mom is bent over in front of Shiwoo’s face, bringing her lips close and blowing air.

A distance close enough that Mom’s butt would be right in Shiwoo’s hand if he stretched out his arm.

Mom will soon move away and check Shiwoo’s hard-on.

Shiwoo didn’t feel like covering his hard-on with his hands.

Rather, he was curious about what reaction Mom would show after discovering Shiwoo’s hard-on.

Shiwoo leans back slightly, as if ticklish by Mom’s breath, and supports his body by placing his hands on the bed.

Before he knew it, Shiwoo’s thing was completely erect and rising as if about to tear the front of his pants.

Mom seemed startled for a moment as she was about to move away to grab the ointment and band-aid after disinfecting.

Then, as if nothing happened, Mom squeezed the ointment to apply to the wound onto a new cotton swab and reached out to apply it to Shiwoo’s half-tilted face.

Mom seemed to be trying to ignore Shiwoo’s erection.

A subtly reversed atmosphere between Shiwoo and Mom.

“Are you back with Seyoung completely?”

Shiwoo blatantly pushes his pelvis forward without even thinking about covering his penis and speaks to Mom.

“Huh?…Uh…yeah…!”

Mom was answering while applying ointment to Shiwoo’s face.

“Tonight…”

Shiwoo stares straight at Mom’s face and utters one word, creating a meaningful space as if the words were cut off.

“Wh…what?!..”

Mom reacts, trembling as if startled by Shiwoo’s words.

“Seyoung… can I come to your room like I used to?”

Shiwoo continues the question and ends the sentence to Mom as if it were nothing.

“Ah…yes…th…that’s right!”

Mom answers, stuttering as if embarrassed by Shiwoo’s mischievous joke.

Inside the house with her aunt and younger siblings, in a room with a half-open door…

Mom seemed not to have imagined that Shiwoo would erect his thing and joke with her like this.

Mom quickly finishes applying the ointment to Shiwoo’s face, and picks up the band-aid she had taken out with trembling hands as if nervous.