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Eating with my friend’s mom: Chapter 10

〈 Episode 10 〉 My Secret Partner (1)


After a hard day, I fell asleep quickly. It seemed like I heard the door opening in my light sleep. Then it felt like someone was standing there for a while without moving.

I wanted to open my eyes to check, but my eyelids kept closing, and I fell right back asleep. It sounded like the door was closing again. Who was that person by my bedside?

“Dongho, Dongho.”

I woke up to someone whispering in my ear. I was so tired that I slept without dreaming. It felt like someone had come by during the night, but I didn’t dwell on it.

“Dongho, it’s time to go to school.”

Next to me stood Seongdae’s mom. She had a gentle smile on her graceful face. Her smile seemed to carry a sense of love.

She was wearing a white tank top and the dolphin shorts she had on yesterday. Perhaps she had been preparing breakfast, as she had a beige apron over the tank top, looking quite enticing.

Her apron was slightly covering the contour of her ample chest line, giving the appearance of an evening dress. I wondered how she would look wearing just the apron without the tank top.

“Did you sleep well?”

Her soft, characteristic voice asked. Hearing her morning greeting made me think of my mom. My mom would wake me up with a more lively voice, but now I missed her voice a lot. It had been a while since I heard such a genuine morning call.

“Of course, did you sleep well?”

“Yes, let’s have breakfast quickly.”


Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I sat at the dining table. There was steaming soup that seemed freshly cooked, warm rice, and various side dishes laid out. It was quite a feast for breakfast.

“Wow…. When did you prepare all this?”

“Well, normally it’s simpler, but I made more since Dongho is here.”

Her thoughtfulness deeply moved Dongho. Could she be an angel descended for me? I again thought I made the right choice by deciding to sleep at her house yesterday.

I started eating slowly. Her meals were always delicious, just like her kind nature. If I could, I’d get a subscription for her meals.

“Is it good?”

She asked, continuing to cook while I ate.

“Of course. It’s really delicious.”

“I’m glad, dear.”

“Did Seongdae leave already?”

“Yes, Seongdae left early in the morning. I wonder where he’s rushing off to without even eating breakfast…”

She sounded somewhat worried while talking about Seongdae.

Is he even studying at school? Where could he have gone? Today, I planned to follow her and Seongdae. I would ride in her car, going places together, like lovers. Today, I vowed to uncover Seongdae’s secret.

“By the way, Dongho…”

She lowered her voice suddenly and asked me. It seemed like something difficult to say directly, as she didn’t look me in the eye. It must be about Seongdae.

“Did something happen in the bathroom yesterday?”

Huh? In the bathroom? What happened?

I was flustered by her unexpected question. Why was she asking about the bathroom yesterday? Did I make some mistake? After wrapping my thing in her underwear, I wasn’t able to finish and just came out of the bathroom.

She could only infer that she saw my thing aroused. But that’s a common occurrence for someone my age. She, Seongdae’s mom, would know better than anyone. So, what did she find out?

“No…. nothing happened. Why?”

I answered cautiously.

“Oh….. something strange was on the laundry.”


I almost spat out the water I was drinking. She must have meant her black silk panties.

The panties that had given me utmost pleasure by wrapping my thing. They had been deeply imbued with her scent after a whole day of yoga practice and then wearing them.

I suddenly remembered the faint commotion at my door last night. I knew someone had come into my room but thought it was a dream….. I never thought she would enter. Did she come to return my laundry?

She continued cooking, pretending nothing was wrong. Her apron-covered buttocks winked from beneath the dolphin shorts, showing a bit of her under-butt. She stopped cooking and looked at me.

“Dongho, it can happen.”


I could feel my face turning red. I felt like running out of the house right then. I had exposed my weakness when I was supposed to build mutual liking to become her true friend.

I recalled the jets of semen pouring out as I rubbed my thing with her panties. The panties must have reeked of my semen when she found them. I imagined her sniffing those panties, bringing them up to her nose.

“Dongho, do you think of me as a woman?”



I think of you as a woman.

No, I believe only you deserve to be my woman. Do you understand?

My inner thoughts screamed to tell her and kiss her lips. But I couldn’t. She wasn’t my friend yet. I had to regain my composure quickly.

“I’m sorry…..”

“Let this be the last time. Don’t do it again.”

She spoke in a firm tone, probably wanting my promise.


Unable to look her in the eyes, I answered with my head lowered. I was overwhelmed thinking today’s drive-date with her would be canceled. She must find being alone with me burdensome now. Damn. I felt a fire of frustration rising inside.

“You were so full….? Should have just told me…..”

She dropped those words softly and went back to cooking.

What? Did I hear that right?

I focused on deciphering her words. Tell her what? Tell her I wanted to masturbate thinking of her? That I wanted to blow a load thinking of her? I couldn’t understand what she meant at all.

But I couldn’t bring myself to ask her again. I lacked the courage to reopen the topic. I was just curious whether her words were honest and what they truly meant.

I hurriedly finished breakfast and got ready for school. My head was spinning with how to handle the situation. How was I supposed to face her……


I greeted her in a trembling voice. She came to the door to see me off. As she approached, she smelled fresh as a spring day. Despite her tank top slightly revealing her cleavage.

“See you later. I’ll contact you when we start.”


“Don’t forget today, follow Seongdae…..you agreed.”


I almost shouted in joy at her question. I was still able to carry out the drive date or rather the mission to tail Seongdae with her. I was once again moved by her clear distinction between public and private matters.

“Of course! See you later.”

I politely greeted her, hiding my excitement, as I turned away. Thinking about the drive with her alone, I walked to school, feeling fresh.

Time was dragging. 11:30 AM. It felt like eight hours passed, yet it wasn’t even lunchtime. I was thrilled with the thought of the date with her, and my heart was already pounding.

When time wasn’t passing, I recollected memories of her. To be precise, her body. The plentiful buttocks in her white leggings, her slim waist, and nicely shaped breasts. Even with her age, she could easily be a fashion model.


Just imagining her body made me rock hard. Thinking of her figure was like a natural Viagra.

“Hey, look at this jerk, what’s he doing?”

Who was interrupting my precious time?

I turned my head, feeling someone tap my shoulder. It was our class’s fat guy, Woomin. Woomin was pointing at my crotch with one hand while his other hand was on my shoulder.

“Look at this guy’s pants hahaha. He’s so hard.”


I instinctively checked my lower body. The mushroom shape was clearly imprinted on my pants. It was obvious to anyone that it was well-grown. Woomin was laughing, pointing at my pants.

“What were you thinking?”

It seemed he had targeted me as a victim after the cafeteria incident. He wanted to make me pay for ignoring him. This was so cheap!

“Look, Suyeon, look at him. Look at him being turned on.”

Woomin called out to Seongdae’s girlfriend, Suyeon, pointing at my crotch. Suyeon stared at the center of my pants with an arrogant expression.

Hey, man. This is too much! Even if you’re mad, don’t involve a girl…..

“Quite big?”


Suyeon looked at my pants and then alternated her glance between my face and pants. I wanted to yell to stop, but I froze at her next words.

“Looks delicious.”


Did she just say it was delicious? Delicious?

Did I hear right? What the hell is happening to me?

Suyeon, with her cold yet arrogant look, slowly approached. For a second, I thought I saw something white between her smooth legs beneath the short skirt.

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Eating with my friend’s mom

Eating with my friend’s mom

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