Chapter 64

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I slowly woke up from sleep in the bed, wearing nothing, under the covers. As soon as I woke up, I didn't think about or regret what happened last night, but carefully placed my hand on my lower abdomen first and lay down quietly. The semen that had already changed to a temperature that matched my body temperature in my uterus where he had ejaculated exactly three times last night felt somehow hotter. Even though I slept with my stomach full of semen, I felt satisfied rather than repulsive.

What the hell is this nonsense?

Ironically, the first person I got excited about, who I always thought I could just seduce other cool people, celebrities, and rich people, was this old man.

Even though I think it's ridiculous, the corners of my mouth go up on their own. I don't know why, but I feel good.

I just realized that something had changed inside me.

In a way, I could say that I have finally changed properly. Really, it has been 7 months… 8 months since I became a woman? But now, I think I finally understand what it is like to be a woman.

No, it wasn't about understanding women, but I felt like I could understand what a woman's body was like.

I know it's not a normal way of thinking, but it's as if my way of thinking was completely changed overnight, as if it had been forcibly taken hold of and fixed in my head.

It wasn't particularly big, but it was just big enough to barely touch the cervix. Even if I put it in my mouth and swallowed it all, it would still touch my throat, but it wasn't so big that it would force itself inside. In a way, it was just the right size. But it felt better than any sex I'd ever had before.

That was all, but I felt several climaxes where it felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my lower body.

It really seems like sex isn't all about size. No, I guess a certain amount is enough, right?

Rather, what should I say?

At some point, I started to think that this was just right. Could this really be what it means to have a partner that's just right for me?

It's not that thick or anything, but the large mushroom-like glans widens the vagina and gently scratches it when it comes out. The length is enough to stimulate the cervix as if tickling it, and the hot heat that you gradually feel when you align the pubic bones with the pubic bones.

It was such a fantastic pleasure that I wondered how such a thing could exist. It was truly such a perfect time that I couldn't deny it even a single word.

The constant caressing as if he knew my body better than I knew myself, the great stimulation applied at such a perfect timing that I couldn't even guess how he knew. Is it possible for my face to show how I'm feeling right now or what I want?

What is certain is that it was a really good feeling to the point where my mind changed. It really felt like my entire way of thinking had changed overnight.

I really became a woman.

It wasn't my first time, nor was it pleasant sex, but it was really crazy sex, and the femininity in my heart didn't just take over, it took the initiative.

I wondered if it was possible for something like this to happen just from one sex session, and it was a bit absurd, but I felt like there was nothing I could do about it.

What should I do when it's been engraved in my head so many times that I'm really a woman?

He's a married man with a wife and a daughter, not handsome or ugly, but just being next to him makes my heart race.

It's not the same as liking someone. It's a purely instinctive excitement, and just being next to someone makes your body swell with anticipation.

A girl I personally really disliked said that there are many different feelings that a girl can have towards another girl, and I think I understand. It's different from romantic feelings, but liking someone is true.

What on earth should I say about this?

It's a feeling that's confusing yet so simple it's hard to put into words.

As I continued to lie there, I quietly stared at the man sleeping next to me, snoring softly as if he was tired, and then suddenly a question occurred to me.

'… What is the relationship between you and me?'

I don't even want to date. I don't think much about it. I still don't have any particular intention of dating a guy, and it feels like the wall has disappeared a little bit.

It feels rational, but I don't really have any intention of dating.

Besides, the old man already has a wife and a daughter… So to speak, he was having an affair with me… It's like an affair.

Sure, it was worth filming before having sex yesterday. I can understand. Maybe it's because I'm not an ordinary woman, but as a man, I understand that having an affair or cheating can ruin a family.

So, I started to think about what kind of relationship we should have.

Sex partner? I don't even want a romantic relationship. I'm married, so it would be burdensome, and I'd feel a little burdened.

But I still want to have sex. To be honest, I don't want to have sex, but rather I want to have sex that makes you feel better. I really like it so much that I don't want anything more, I just want you to have sex with me.

So, if you give me satisfying sex that makes me want to have sex with you more, what kind of sexual fantasy is it? I wonder if it's something unique to men. Hmm~ I guess it's because he had sex with me despite his age, maybe because he likes younger women? Big tits? But when I think about it that way, my looks as a woman are overwhelmingly superior. There's nothing wrong with my looks, and I don't have anything else to do... Maybe he's the type that likes cosplaying?

I recalled the conversations we had in the chat room. The chat room itself was a site where people who liked novels, comics, games, movies, dramas, music, etc., gathered to share information and chat about perverted things. Since the old man had the title of being the oldest in the chat room, he was somewhat famous.

So, I think I definitely said that my sexual preferences were unique. But I just said that and didn't say anything. I just said it in passing.

What is unusual? SM? I don't like hitting, but... um, I like listening to orders and such. Is it exposure or filming? Judging from the fact that it was filmed at first, it might be true. It's like the type that enjoys making women feel embarrassed. If they want to be filmed, I can film them, but maybe they like cosplaying or something.

[Ring ring ring ring ring!!]

The alarm sound suddenly startled me, and I immediately reached for my cell phone on the table next to my bed and turned it off. It seemed like the old man had taken a picture with his phone and turned it off, but judging by the charger plugged in, I guess he must have woken up once while I was asleep. Or maybe he slept later than me.

After I was completely satisfied and had my vaginal orgasm taken care of, I approached him and hugged him, and before I knew it, I fell asleep naturally, so I don't know. They say that when you really like something, you naturally become cute, and I think that's definitely true. I never thought I'd do something like this, rubbing my body against a man, especially an old man, because I liked the sex so much.

I looked at my phone screen and saw the words 'Going to work' along with an alarm. I thought it was an alarm for going to work, so I turned it off, looked down at the man lying on the bed, and then carefully woke him up.

"Hey, wake up… you have to go to work."

"Uh, ahem! Huh…? Uh, um… yeah?"

After waking up, he stared at me for a while, then looked around the room, turning his head from side to side as if he couldn't remember very well, and finally lifted the blanket to look at his own body.

"Uh, umm…."

It's an expression that reveals the emotion of having made a mistake... .

As soon as I felt that, my chest immediately became stuffy. What is it? I suddenly feel like I can't breathe, but I don't know why.

It's not an arrhythmia.

"Um… I slept well… No, um… Going to work, oh… right."

I'm floundering around, not knowing what to do. Why is he acting like that? We had such sticky sex just yesterday.

It doesn't seem like he regrets it, but it feels like he did something wrong? That's what it feels like. It doesn't seem like he didn't like having sex with me, but I wonder if he's worried about what to do next.

I understand. After all, from the old man's perspective, he would have caressed and aroused a young woman, made her drink alcohol, seduced her, and brought her to a motel to have sex with her. He even has a wife and daughter.

But I didn't feel that drunk. Maybe it was because I was too late in my waking life. Or maybe my thoughts changed after waking up.

"Sir, would you like to wash…?"

"Oh, yeah. Right... I need to wash. Did you wash?"

"No, I haven't yet…."

"…Wash first… No, I'll wash first."

… I feel some kind of inexplicable distance.

What the heck. Did he wake up and look weird? As I was thinking that, I saw the man's penis outside the blanket, erect in the morning.

… I guess the limit is about 3 times in a row, but it was calm yesterday, and if it recovered after waking up, it is definitely still active.

The man who was walking to the shower room with a heavy heart suddenly stopped walking as if he sensed my gaze and spoke as if he was embarrassed.

"Um… This is just what all men do, I'm not particularly turned on. Hmm."

I know everything. It's like making excuses.

When I nodded my head to show that I understood everything without saying anything, the old man looked at me standing there with my bare body in a somewhat reserved posture, then ran into the shower room.

Swaaaaaaah

"Phew…."

When I heard the sound of water, I collapsed on the bed, crossed my legs, rested my chin on my hand, and thought.

Something is different from what I thought… .

What should I say? Is my mind so weird? Usually, when I watch dramas like this, the cheating uncles say things like, "I won't let you live without my body" or something like that, becoming confident. Of course, I'm not saying that I think of you as that kind of person, but it's so unexpected that you react so awkwardly and distantly.

…Why are you doing that?

Even after thinking about the reason quietly, I couldn't figure it out, so I got up from my seat and took off my clothes as soon as I entered the motel. Then I gathered up the man's clothes that were thrown around mixed in with mine, unfolded them in the order they were worn, and put them away. Then, still naked, I sat on the chair in front of the vanity next to the shower room and waited for the man to come out.

Meanwhile, I look in the mirror, and sure enough… this is a bit of a fraud. Did I really wake up from sleep? How can I be so pretty?

This is not self-praise, but an objective evaluation from my perspective as a man. Does this make sense? My hair is a bit frizzy and untidy because I woke up, but it actually looks very sexy. If you look closely around my eyes, you can see tear stains, but my skin is clear and doesn't look oily at all. It actually feels smoother and more radiant than yesterday.

Are you really sucking my vital energy?

After a while, when the old man came out of the shower room, his body wet, holding a towel in one hand and wiping the water off his body, I immediately walked over to the shower room and said.

"Oh, I'll clean it for you."

"Huh? Well, that's not necessary."

"please."

I immediately took a towel and wiped the water off my body. Strangely, I didn't feel bad or anything. My mind really went crazy, but rather than thinking of him as a middle-aged man, I just felt like he was a little older than me. I touched him while wiping off the water, and his body was surprisingly firm. He had a little belly fat, but he felt like he had plenty of muscle. Then, as if it were natural, I knelt down in front of him and wiped the water off his lower body, and I saw his penis, which had sunk while showering and then became semi-erect again, right in front of me.

"Ahem."

"Should I do it with my mouth?"

When I asked the old man, who was coughing awkwardly, as if it was obvious, his erection grew even bigger in an instant.

"No, um… I have to go to work."

"Oh, I'll bring some clothes."

I got up from my seat and took the clothes I had laid out, and handed them to him in the order in which they would be comfortable to wear. The old man seemed a little uncomfortable, so he took them one by one and put them on.

I was made to wear suit pants, a white T-shirt underneath, and a dress shirt. He held me by the back on both sides to help me put it on. While I was buttoning up the clothes, he brought me a tie and tied it for me. Since it was my first time tying a tie for someone else, I was a little confused and couldn't do it properly, so I ended up tying it in a weird way.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll try again…."

"No, um… ahem, let's just leave it like this."

The man, who had been quietly looking at me while I was tying his tie, said embarrassedly, even though it was obviously a little crooked and awkward.

I'm still not wearing anything, and a much younger woman, who I had ejaculated to my heart's content the night before, is obediently helping me get ready for work while naked.

Finally, I handed my cell phone to the man who was fastening my belt buckle. He checked the time, then sat down on the chair in front of the vanity table where I was sitting and said,

"It's not too late. Wash up and come out. Let's go out together."

"Oh, yes. I'll wash up."

I went straight into the shower room. I was worried that I might be late for work, so I washed my hair, brushed my teeth, and soaped my body. Then I remembered that I had ejaculated inside my vagina the day before, so I held the shower head near my vagina and slightly spread it with my hand to wash away the smell. Then I thought about it for a moment, and I remembered that the man called me the CEO, and I wondered if it was wrong for the CEO to be late too.

I washed my long hair right after shampooing it. While I was showering, I remembered how the old man grabbed my waist the night before and rubbed my pubic bone against my buttocks while fucking me from behind, and my body got hot.

Thinking that he would be waiting outside, I turned the shower water down a bit to cool my body down, then quickly finished showering and went out of the shower room. There, the man was fiddling with his cell phone, having finished preparing to go out, probably because he had touched his hair with the gel or something provided at the motel.

"Okay, just a moment. I'll get ready right away."

"No, it'll take some time to put on makeup, so don't be in a hurry."

"It's okay, I don't wear makeup."

"…huh?"

The old man, who had been looking up from his phone and toward me as if he had misheard something I said, opened his mouth in surprise as if he had seen something impossible.

"…I think it's because I drank alcohol, or maybe it's because makeup techniques have improved these days. So you're saying that's a bare face?"

"Yes! Oh, wait a minute, can you throw the bra over there?"

I spoke to the man as if to say, "Hey, throw me some panties!" and he picked up the bra that had fallen on the floor and brought it to me. I took it and quickly put it on with a hand movement that I was now completely used to. The front hook is definitely more comfortable to wear.

After gathering my chest once more and feeling the shoulder straps, I put on my clothes, put my hand behind my neck to pull out my long hair that was stuck inside the clothes, and tried to put on my shoes while my hair wasn't completely dry yet.

"Wait a minute, you're not even drying your hair?"

"Huh? You're in a hurry. You have to go to work…."

"You're the boss, so no one will say anything if you're late, but you should at least dry your hair before you go. Come here."

As I sat in front of the dressing table as instructed, a man holding a hair dryer behind me skillfully dried my hair.

The slightly curly hair suddenly swayed and became shiny as if it had been treated, and the old man looked at it with his own eyes and said that he was amazed.

"It's definitely something that's innate. At home, my daughter's hair doesn't look that good even after drying it and doing all sorts of things."

Was it a skill you gained while drying your daughter's hair? Now that I think about it, how old is your daughter? She's probably around my age.

If that were true, I think it would be understandable to feel a bit guilty. Seducing a child young enough to be my daughter and having vaginal sex at a motel. Hmm… Well, depending on the person, I guess they might really like it.

After drying my hair, I put on my ordinary sneakers, and the old man put on his shoes that looked noticeably duller than yesterday, using a shoehorn. I took the motel card key and got on the elevator, and then I remembered that my waist was tightly held and my vagina was touched in the elevator the day before, so I glanced at the ceiling of the elevator belatedly, and there was a CCTV.

When I saw that and thought that the clerk must have been watching, my face got hot. Instead of standing close to each other like yesterday, the man who was about half a step away looked at my face, then looked at the CCTV, and then cleared his throat as if he understood why I was doing that.

"Ahem, yesterday I was so… excited. Um… sorry."

"Oh, no… it's okay…."

I'm a little embarrassed.

After getting off the elevator, I went to the counter, handed over the card key I was holding, and spoke to the counter staff who was on their cell phone as if they didn't really care about the customers.

"I'll return the key."

"Yes~ Bye, huh…? Uh… Yes, Bye… Go."

Then the employee raised his head when he heard my voice, looked in my direction, became speechless, and looked back and forth between me and the man standing next to him several times before suddenly greeting me with a red face.

Somehow this person seems like the same person I saw last night… .

The elevator incident comes to mind and I wonder if I saw it. Did I see it? Did I see it in the elevator, when I was touched and my waist was gently shaken?

Ugh, I'm embarrassed.

"It's my first time commuting to work from a motel."

As I left the motel, I saw one or two other office workers leaving for work early in the morning. Their eyes would briefly glance back and forth between me and the old man as they passed by, then they would suddenly turn their heads and stare at my face for a moment, then they would look back and forth between me and the old man again as they passed by.

I go that far and look back again.

As we walked together in silence and left the motel, no more people like that appeared, but I was still a little worried.

As I walked a bit and the street came into view, the old man turned toward me, took a few steps back, and spoke.

"Well…then let's part ways here for now."

"Oh, yes… Be careful."

"Uh, first… Hee-yeon, you need to gather your thoughts a bit, so let's talk about it after you get off work in the evening."

"Yes? Oh, yes. Oh, then I'll go to the place we usually meet in the evening."

"Yeah, I'll see you later."

I just quietly watched the old man walk away, and then I thought as I walked towards home.

…organize?

What are you talking about? Well, it's about organizing your thoughts.

Um... what??

Is it because you had sex with a married man?

But, I already knew it all and I still know it now, so I don't think there's anything to organize.

I think it's possible for an ordinary woman to do that. Like having sex without realizing it while drunk and then regretting it. Even if it's with a middle-aged married man.

But honestly, I thought something was different. First of all, I felt so good… I just think it was good.

… It still seems like there is a bit of a problem.

Whatever it is, we'll have to meet up and talk about it in the evening.

I decided to go back home for now.

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Crash

When I returned to the house I was staying at and opened the front door, I couldn't see the landlord's shoes among the shoes left in the hallway.

It was past the time to leave for work. Kyungsoo was still asleep, so there was no sound in the room.

First of all, I carefully opened the door with the thought that I should change my clothes first since I was touched a lot even with my clothes on yesterday, and my jeans and underwear were all soaked with sweat and love juice, so as soon as I went in, the pleasure of the previous night came back to me and something inside my stomach made a tingling sound, so I stopped walking.

The smell I smelled in the bed fills the room… The strong smell of male semen. Saliva instinctively gathers in my mouth.

"Gulp...gulp."

I swallowed the saliva that was welling up in my mouth and looked around the room. I saw that Kyungsoo was sleeping on his side in his bed, where I sleep every night, with the blanket over his head, probably because I didn't come home yesterday.

And then I see my beige underwear, bra and panties, carelessly thrown under my computer chair.

Thump, thump, thump.

I've never left my underwear out like this. I always just hung them out to dry on the clothesline, then unfolded them and put them neatly away in my bag.

And yet, the fact that it was lying on the floor like this, and the smell that filled the room…

As expected, I could tell what was happening without even looking, but I bent down and lifted my bra and panties by the ends.

Then, with a whoosh, the sticky smell of semen becomes stronger. It doesn't seem to be visible through the beige underwear, but there was a trace of semi-dried semen, and on top of that, there was a sticky semen that had not yet completely dried, slightly yellowish.

Lots of it in the bra and panties. And… the bra is only on the inside of the chest, and the panties… are only on the area that would touch the vagina when worn.

"ha…."

I knew it, but I was a little suspicious just in case.

It feels weird to see Kyungsoo thinking of me as a masturbation object, and not only ejaculating on my underwear, but also burying it like this…

I should hate this, but this underwear set was expensive.

But for some reason my body feels hot.

But I can't help it, I'm a high school student… .

I can understand Kyungsoo's position. He's a man, and his sexual desire is at its peak, so it's understandable.

It's just that I don't feel good because I'm the one involved, but that's understandable...

But when you think about the price of underwear… especially bras, especially if they are H-cup, are really expensive. Each and every one of them is priced so high that it cannot be done lightly.

I decided to just turn a blind eye to this incident, thinking that next time I should buy something like a lock and keep the zipper of my underwear bag locked.

Maybe because I didn't come home, he thought it was now. He didn't even think I would come home like this in the morning, so he masturbated all night, ejaculated a lot, and just went to sleep. He thought he would clean it up in the morning.

Something feels strange. When I was cumming inside my vagina last night, I think that Kyungsoo must have been cumming in my underwear while thinking of me.

"huh?"

I was thinking of just letting it go this time without saying anything and putting the underwear in the washing machine, and was about to leave with the underwear that was covered in Kyungsoo's semen, when I saw that the power switch on the computer monitor was on and realized that he must have slept without turning off the computer, so I moved the mouse on the computer that was in standby mode.

Then, the screen brightened and a video screen appeared, enlarged to a large screen. A scene of a woman's vagina, a large buttocks... fully inserted, with the joint filled with something like white foam.

And underneath, there were subtitles written in a conspicuous size that seemed to have been directly composited into the video.

[5th time of viewing - A: 2 times B: 1 time C: 2 times / 2nd time of entrance - A, B one foot each / Other 3 times - one foot each]

'wow….'

I masturbated while watching this. 5 times, 2 times, 3 times... 10 times. Is this a Japanese porn with subtitles? The quality isn't as good as a professional camera, but I've seen porn that's filmed like that on purpose.

If you watch the subtitles, you can understand it, but it seems like there were 3 men and one woman got ejaculated 5 times.

… The pleasure I felt when I received my uncle's semen last night came to mind, and my vagina became hot in an instant.

Why on earth are you like this, as if sex is all that's on your mind?

I don't remember, but is this a porn star I've seen somewhere? Her butt line looks like something I've seen somewhere. She's really racy.

It was a backstroke position, but the scene where the penis was fully inserted and the anus was being teased with a finger stopped.

I was curious about something that was so obscene just by looking at the screen, and I wanted to play it, but I knew that if I did that, it would be really awkward if Kyungsoo woke up, so I just closed the window and turned off the computer.

… Ejaculation in a gang bang? Is that your taste?

Rather than that, watching that kind of porn and peeing on my underwear… .

I don't know about the rape, but I get the feeling that she wants to ejaculate inside me every time she sees me.

… Really, you should be careful when you sleep and lock the door well before you sleep.

I quietly took out my clothes and underwear from my bag and held them in one hand, and in the other hand, I held the underwear that Kyungsoo had masturbated with. I carefully closed the door and came out. I went to the bathroom and roughly washed the underwear that had Kyungsoo's semen on it in the sink with running water. Then I took off the clothes I was wearing and put the washed underwear in the washing machine along with my other laundry.

While the washing machine was filling up, I took out the white bra and panties from my bag and changed into a white button-up shirt and light-colored jeans, then went out to the living room.

Before Kyungsoo woke up, I was cooking rice and rummaging through the fridge to make soybean paste stew when I heard a whirring sound from the washing machine motor in the bathroom.

At that moment, Kyungsoo suddenly opened the door and came out of the room.

"Oh, you're awake?"

"Uh, yes. Oh, when did you come?"

As he spoke, Kyungsoo looked left and right as if he was looking for something, and then he said something like "Excuse me…" as if he had something to ask me as I was just placing the soybean paste stew on the table, and then he suddenly shut his mouth and went into the bathroom.

Did you wake up feeling like you needed to pee?

Swaaaaaaah

Wheeeeeeing… Beep

A while later, the sound of the washing machine running in the bathroom suddenly stopped along with the sound of the toilet, and after a while, the sound of the washing machine running started again.

Wheeeeeeeeeeing

The sound of the toilet water was loud, but the sound of the washing machine motor was low and far away, so I could tell it had stopped midway.

And Kyungsoo, who came out of the bathroom, walked in with the front of his sweatpants puffed out and sat down at the table.

As I was serving rice and placing a spoon in front of Kyung-soo, Kyung-soo suddenly looked at the side dishes on the table and said.

"Sister."

"huh?"

"Can you fry that egg for me?"

At Kyungsoo's words, whose face seemed a little red, I said I understood and immediately took out an egg from the refrigerator, put some cooking oil on a frying pan, and cracked the egg.

"Hey, sister."

But a little while later, when it was half-cooked, Kyungsoo suddenly came up to me without a sound, pressed his body against me from behind, grabbed my startled shoulders with both his hands, and placed his hot cock between my buttocks from behind.

Even though it was under the clothes, it was clearly intentional and blatant contact.

"Hey, Kyungsoo…what is it?"

As if it was just a coincidence, Kyungsoo pushed his waist and rubbed his cock against her buttocks, then as if nothing had happened, he moved his waist away and spoke while placing a hand on her shoulder.

"No, I want my eggs half-boiled."

As I gave Kyungsoo a fried egg and ate with him after he took his hand off my shoulder and returned to his seat, I continued to worry about what had just happened.

No matter how much I think about it, that was a deliberate, intentional action just now.

However, Gyeongsu quietly finished his meal as if nothing had happened, and got up from his seat as soon as he finished eating.

"I ate well."

The front of Kyungsoo's tracksuit was still puffy.

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