Hyung-jun's mom, her face flushed, snapped at Hyung-jun.
"Oh my gosh! What kind of thing is that to say in front of your friend?!"
"Aw, Mom! It's just Si-won, not some random friend—what's the big deal? It's not like he's only seen you once or twice."
"Ugh, seriously, I can't live with you. Hurry up and eat. I'm going to change again."
Did Hyung-jun's mom really not know that her bra and breasts were fully visible through that white Bally's T-shirt? No, probably not. Let's not get ahead of ourselves and assume she's trying to seduce me.
"Hey, Si-won, what's up with my mom? Seriously. Don't mind her—just eat a lot. Wait, what? You didn't even wait for your friend and already finished? You stingy jerk."
This asshole Hyung-jun—didn't he just tell me to eat first because his stomach hurt? And now he's calling me stingy for it?
"Yo, forget that—how's your 'love business' going? You were late to eat because you were chatting up some girl on KakaoTalk, weren't you? I don't even need to see it to know, big bro."
"Hey, shh! What if my mom hears you? Lower your voice!"
"Why? We're not kids anymore—we're college students. We can date. What's there to hide?"
"Man, my mom's old-fashioned about that stuff. She only looks young—her mindset's totally boomer. Total boomer."
"Dude, still, calling your mom a boomer?"
"Whatever, just don't talk about me dating girls in front of her. It's a headache. She'll go on and on about how she worked so hard to send me to college, and now this 'little punk' isn't studying and is already chasing girls. The nagging's insane. Ugh, just thinking about it freaks me out."
Hyung-jun's mom nagging?
I couldn't imagine this poised, sophisticated woman nagging and scolding like some typical auntie.
"Got it, man."
Just then, her sexy, elegant voice rang out.
"What are you two talking about so excitedly?"
"Nothing, Mom."
Hyung-jun quickly changed the subject.
"But, Mom, didn't you and my sisters say Si-won would be super popular with girls once he got to college because he's good-looking? Well, this idiot still doesn't have a girlfriend. Guess you all got it wrong."
Fuck, Hyung-jun, hitting me right in my weak spot.
"Hey, don't call your friend an idiot, idiot. But, Si-won, you really don't have a girlfriend yet? That's weird. You seem like exactly the type girls would love—handsome face, great body…"
Hyung-jun shot his mom a sulky look.
"How do you know Si-won's got a great body, Mom? Talking like you've seen it up close or something?"
Hyung-jun's mom glanced at me, then quickly turned her head away.
"Oh my, this kid. Do I have to see it to know? And hey! Speaking of which—look at your body! What kind of guy has no muscles, like some girl? You're gonna end up like your dad, with a big ET belly sticking out. Ugh, I can't stand the thought. Go to the gym with Si-won—I'll give you the money."
"No thanks, Mom. You don't get it, but I'm super popular at school. Girls these days don't like buff guys like Si-won—they're into soft, cute-looking guys like me. You really don't know anything."
"Popular? You? Oh, please, girls these days must be blind. Si-won's a hundred times better than you. Sharp features, broad shoulders…"
"Mom! Do you have to trash your own kid like that to feel good? Ugh, I'm done eating. I'm heading in. You can stay here and chat all cozy with your precious Si-won. So annoying."
Hyung-jun, genuinely pissed, slammed his spoon down and stormed off to his room.
"Hey! Ugh, that brat's got no manners. Si-won, don't mind him. He's always been spoiled as the youngest. I'll cut some fruit for you—eat it and hang out."
"Yes, ma'am."
Hyung-jun's mom grabbed an apple from the fridge and started peeling it with a knife at the sink, the sound of it slicing through the air. Being alone with her felt awkward, so I turned on the TV with the remote.
Click!
A popular girl group was performing on screen.
Wow, they're pretty.
No doubt, these idol girls around my age were fresh and gorgeous.
But, pretty as they were…
Gulp…
I glanced at Hyung-jun's mom's curvy backside as she diligently peeled the fruit. Her firm, voluptuous ass was sticking out.
I let my imagination run wild.
I'd walk over to her, grab her big, firm breasts with both hands. She'd turn around, startled. I'd cover her seductive face with one hand to keep her quiet, then yank her skirt down with the other. She'd squirm in my arms like a little bird.
But I'd be a ruthless predator, overpowering her with strength.
I'd pull her black panties aside and shove my massive, throbbing dick into her wet pussy.
"Hnngh!"
She'd gasp in shock at the sudden intrusion.
Then, I'd slowly move my hips, violating her tight pussy with deliberate thrusts…
"Hey! Si-won, what're you thinking about so hard?"
Hyung-jun's mom turned around, smiling sexily as she peeled the fruit.
"Oh? Uh… just watching TV. Haha…"
I laughed awkwardly.
I couldn't exactly say, "I was imagining fucking you from behind, ma'am."
"Oh, so Si-won likes girl group idols too? Fair enough—they're so pretty and fresh. I was quite a beauty at their age too, but ugh, compared to them now, I'm just an old auntie."
An auntie? No way! That's ridiculous…
You could go out there and debut as a girl group idol right now—you're that sexy and gorgeous!
Those girls, in person, are just skin and bones—gross. A real woman should have firm, full breasts and a plump ass like you!
I wanted to say it, but I couldn't bring myself to.
"N-No, that's not true. You're plenty pretty and beautiful, ma'am."
I blushed and looked down, embarrassed by my own words.
Having finished peeling the apple, she plated it and walked over to me. The closer she got, the more my dick twitched and swelled in my pants.
That cat-like, seductive face. Tanned, bronzed skin. Blonde hair that gave off a badass vibe. Jiggling breasts and a perky, firm ass.
Fuck.
She's so damn hot.
I've watched a ton of porn—enough to call myself an expert with a long tissue trail—but no lie, Hyung-jun's mom, standing right in front of me, was hotter and sexier than any Japanese AV actress. She reminded me of my favorite, Erika (Moka), but her body was even more toned and curvier.
God… I want to fuck her.
I wanted to ram my dick into her tight, wet pussy right now.
She set the apple plate in front of me, then sat on the edge of the table, looking at me with those sultry eyes.
"Si-won, do you really think I'm pretty?"
Is this her seducing me?
I'm losing my mind.
My dick wasn't just hard in my pants anymore—it felt like it might rip through my jeans.
And she was still in that black miniskirt and stockings. Sitting on the table like that, I caught glimpses of her insanely sexy leopard-print panties peeking out.
Oh God, don't tempt me.
My heart was pounding. Cold sweat dripped down my back.
If Hyung-jun weren't in his room, I'd have pushed her onto the table, ripped off that black T-shirt, and gone to town. I'd suck on those firm breasts bulging over her black bra, ravaging her by force…
"Si-won, why aren't you answering? Am I really pretty?"
Her cat-like eyes gleamed as she leaned toward my face.
Thump-thump-thump-thump!
My heart was jumping like crazy.
Her ruby-red lips and big, seductive eyes were right in front of me.
I want to kiss her.
I want to press my lips against those moist, ruby-red ones and ravage her small tongue with my thick, meaty one.
We were so close I could almost feel her breath.
She's seducing me, right?
"Yes, you're beautiful. More than any girl group idol."
"Really?"
It'd be great if her lips slowly came closer to mine… but no.
To her, I'm probably still just Hyung-jun's little friend.
She smirked with dimples, satisfied, then slid off the table and sat in a chair. She patted my head gently.
"Seriously, I can't understand why a guy like you doesn't have a girlfriend yet. You're so good at saying sweet things to girls. If Hyung-jun had a little sister, I'd set you two up. Such a shame. Anyway, thanks, Si-won. Saying I'm pretty gives me a boost. Guess I'll work out even harder for you."
Sigh…
Suddenly, I felt drained.
Hyung-jun's mom.
What I want right now isn't some imaginary little sister of Hyung-jun's.
It's you.
You!
Not your daughter—you.
My friend's mom!