Soohyun disappeared into his room, while Travis, adorned in his best charm, approached Mijoo's door. With a confident step back, he prepared to dazzle the stunning MILF awaiting on the other side.
Inside, Mijoo hurriedly readied herself for Travis's visit, a mix of nerves and anticipation swirling within her. Meanwhile, her daughter Ari lounged on the floor, engrossed in the TV. Mijoo stole a glance at her daughter and sighed.
'I need to get her out of the house. How, though? Soohyun is busy today, and I've already asked. Maybe Travis and I will go somewhere else. Let's hope that's the case,' she mused.
Suddenly, a knock echoed through the house, jolting Mijoo into action. She sprang to the door, Ari observing her mother's unusual haste with curiosity.
'Why is she rushing to the door? Was she expecting someone? Kinda makes sense since she bathed way too early today. Did she finally decide to move on from dad?' Ari pondered to herself.
As Mijoo swung the door open and laid eyes on Travis standing before her, Ari's mind reeled in disbelief.
'Wait, it can't be!!'
"Travis, you're here. Let's go, outside," Mijoo swiftly ushered him out, closing the door behind her, leaving Ari perplexed and full of questions.
"Is she seeing him? I thought he was with Han-Noona? Maybe they're just friends, I shouldn't jump to conclusions. Maybe I should follow them, just to make sure," Ari contemplated, wrestling with her curiosity.
Travis and Mijoo strolled up the street, heading towards a nearby shop. They settled into seats inside and ordered some food.
"So, I came up with several ideas for the Inn. Firstly, I need to have permission for me to make some slight renovations. I'd like to add a few more rooms in the near future," Travis explained, diving into their discussion about the future of the Inn.
"Oh, that's not a problem. But where will me and my family live during that time?" She asked.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. I can simply rent out the apartment I'm living in for you all. I have the money to pay. So, what do you think?" Travis reassured her.
"If you do that, then I'll have to be indebted to you forever. I don't think I can pay though," Mijoo responded, feeling overwhelmed by Travis's generosity.
"Don't worry, Mijoo. What's mine is yours. If you know what I mean," he said with a suggestive tone, extending his hand to hers. Mijoo blushed and grasped his hand, their fingers interlocking like lovers in a romantic scene.
"Well then, feel free to have what's mine as well," she said, returning the sentiment.
"I like the sound of that," Travis replied, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Ari, who had been watching from a corner not too far away, was shocked beyond belief. She didn't know what to make of the situation.
"He's two-timing my mom and Han-Noona. I can't believe he'd do this. I need to tell Soohyun," she thought, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. But then she remembered Soohyun's own indiscretions with another girl. A pang of hurt tugged at her heart as she lowered her head.
"You know what, I don't care. I might as well follow them all, maybe that will make Soohyun more aware of me," she resolved, steeling herself for what lay ahead.
As she turned back to observe Travis and Mijoo, she caught Travis's gaze, his smirk sending a shiver down her spine. Quickly averting her eyes, she pretended to sip on her water, hoping he hadn't noticed her scrutiny.
Travis chuckled silently and turned back to Mijoo, his eyes full of desire. "Do you want to take this somewhere else? If you're ready, of course," he suggested, his voice dripping with anticipation.
"Am I ready to take this step? Who am I kidding, I'm already in his clutches. I don't think I can go back," Mijoo pondered, torn between desire and apprehension.
They stepped out of the shop, the world seemed to blur around them. Ari remained seated, her mind swirling with thoughts.
'I need a drink,' she thought, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on her.
Meanwhile, Travis and Mijoo returned to his apartment, their steps quickening with anticipation. As soon as they entered, the air crackled with desire, igniting a fire between them that burned brighter than ever before.
Without a word, they surrendered to their passion, their bodies drawn together like magnets. Their lips met in a fervent embrace, tongues dancing in a heated tango. Mijoo savored the taste of Travis's saliva, finding it intoxicating, like honey that left her craving for more.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Mijoo guided them towards the bed, each step fueling the flames of desire that raged within them. Finally reaching the bed, she surrendered herself to Travis, falling back with a soft sigh as he loomed over her, their lips locked in an insatiable kiss that left them breathless.
Travis's kisses consumed her, his passion evident in every touch as he explored her mouth with an intensity that left her trembling. Breaking the kiss, he gazed down at her with a hunger that sent shivers down her spine, his eyes drinking in every detail of her flushed cheeks and teary eyes.
She lay before him, a vision of submission, her silent plea echoing in the air, begging him to claim her completely, to make her his in every sense of the word.
Travis, fueled by an insatiable hunger, ripped her shirt apart, sending buttons flying in all directions, a cascade of fabric revealing her lacy purple floral bra, a tantalizing contrast against her skin.
Undeterred by the urgency of their passion, he swiftly unhooked her bra, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze. With a primal need driving him forward, he lowered his head, his lips capturing her left nipple with a fierce hunger.
As his tongue made contact with her sensitive flesh, Mijoo's body surged with a wave of pleasure, her senses ablaze with electric ecstasy. Instinctively, her hand found its place on his head, fingers threading through his hair as if to anchor herself to him, lost in the throes of their shared desire.
Travis's touch was both tender and assertive as he rolled his tongue around her areola, his other hand delicately pinching her fully erect nipple. With each caress, he sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, her skin aflame with desire.
His tongue, warm and velvety, traced delicate patterns around her sensitive flesh, teasing her with tantalizing strokes before finally latching onto her nipple with a hungry fervor. As he began to suckle, drawing her into his mouth with a gentle yet insistent pressure, Mijoo couldn't suppress the primal moan that escaped her lips.
"~Ahhhh~" Her voice, sweet and melodious, was tinged with desperation, each breathy utterance a testament to the overwhelming pleasure that enveloped her being, leaving her utterly consumed by the sensations coursing through her body.
TO BE CONTINUED