〈 Episode 13 〉 My Secret Partner (4）
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Her face turned pale. Leaning against the wall, she seemed to grasp the gravity of the situation. The sound of showering could be heard from behind the wall.
“What’s this….”
“Shhh.”
She interrupted me, concentrating on the situation behind the wall. The woman who had gone to shower seemed to be still bathing, as only the sound of the showerhead was heard.
In front of me, her chest was heaving heavily under her white t-shirt, indicative of her nervous state. Her thighs were tightly clenched together under her denim skirt, reflecting her anxiousness.
Soon, the water stopped, and the sound of a hair dryer opening was heard.
“I’ll be leaving now.”
It was the calm voice of Suyeon.
“Call me when you’re done.”
It seemed like she was speaking to Seongdae.
“Sure, go. Keep your lips sealed.”
The woman greeted Suyeon. Shortly after, the door to the next room opened, and it was evident that Suyeon had exited into the motel corridor.
“Are you nervous?”
The woman’s voice, slightly elevated with anticipation, came through the wall. By the sound of her voice, she seemed to be around the same age as Seongdae’s mother.
“No…..”
Seongdae responded slowly. His voice was calm, though tinged with faint nervousness, suggesting that this was not a novel situation for him.
Seongdae’s mother’s gaze was trembling. It seemed she was deeply contemplating their next actions, considering how to handle the situation if it deviated from her expectations.
Swik
What was that sound?
The rustling sound of clothes being removed, the clinking sound of a belt, it seemed like someone was taking off their pants. Both she and I were trying to discern the situation behind the wall with all our senses.
“Haaa….mmm….”
A moan, loud enough to be heard through the wall, escaped. It was the woman’s voice.
We both froze for a moment. The shift in our thought processes from doubt to certainty was almost palpable. What was unfolding was incomprehensible by usual standards.
This was an unimaginable occurrence in daily life, leaving us both petrified.
“Ahh…..why are you sucking so hard…..”
The woman’s voice continued to penetrate through the wall. Sucking what exactly? In my mind, I was envisioning Seongdae’s large frame bent over the middle-aged woman, sucking on her nipples.
Her back was already arched, one hand holding Seongdae’s head, moaning with pleasure.
“Sob…..sob……”
Tears began rolling down from her eyes, indicating how shocked she was. With one hand covering her mouth, she was quietly sobbing.
“Ma’am…..”
I was equally at a loss, unsure of how to proceed. We needed to piece together the situation first.
Seongdae and Suyeon had entered the motel together, seemingly waiting for someone without engaging in any intimacy. A middle-aged woman entered and took a shower. Suyeon then left. Now, Seongdae and the woman were engaging in physical intimacy…..?
Could it be?
An unpleasant thought flashed through my mind. Did Suyeon introduce Seongdae to this woman? Seongdae and the woman seemed to be meeting for the first time. Suyeon and Seongdae appeared somewhat used to this situation. While Seongdae looked a bit cautious, Suyeon seemed skillfully experienced.
“Aah….take it slow….gradually…..”
While she continued crying, the louder moans of pleasure echoed through the wall. The moans were even more intense and consuming.
The angelic figure beside me was covering her mouth and crying, unable to believe the situation. She probably never imagined her son would be here, sucking somewhere on a stranger’s body. Now, her sadness was pitifully evident.
You bad bastard. Seeing her sorrow made my anger towards Seongdae flare up. Disappointing someone who loved him deeply with such vile actions. I knew Seongdae was unruly, but this was unexpected.
“Ohh….it’s quite….big?”
“Do you like it?”
“Yes…it’s bigger than my husband’s.”
Their explicit conversation continued, suggesting Seongdae wasn’t entirely displeased with the situation. They seemed intimately connected despite this being their first encounter.
“Ah….there’s a lot of fluid coming out.”
“Embarrassing….I tend to have a lot of fluid…”
Smooch….smooch….
Their erotic conversation and moaning made my crotch involuntarily twitch. Feeling their intimacy through the wall was an all-encompassing sensation. Blood rushed to my groin.
But in front of me, she was still crying. I couldn’t just leave her like this.
Where did this courage come from? Slowly, I moved closer and embraced her. Enveloped her with my arms. The lavender scent from her wafted to my brain. Unforgettable. Our first hug happened in such an unbelievable situation.
“Sniff…..”
As I held her, she removed the hand covering her mouth and leaned into me, letting out her restrained sobs. She couldn’t cry out loud, lest Seongdae in the next room heard.
“It’s okay…. It’s okay….”
“Sniff….hic…..”
She silently cried in my arms. Her soft skin felt beneath my arms. I subtly moved back to avoid her noticing my erect member.
Since we were genuine friends, this level of physical contact should be nothing. I needed to comfort her sincerely. Yet, my lower body didn’t obey. I wanted to kiss her now, lick her tender neckline.
“Aaah…..Put it in…..”
The woman finally demanding penetration in her aroused state. Her moaning explicitly urged Seongdae.
“Hah…..!”
Both Seongdae and the woman let out simultaneous gasps. Seongdae’s member seemed to be thrusting into her. The sound of friction surfaced.
“Aaah….Yes….”
The woman’s moaning turned into shrieks. Middle-aged women’s moaning sounds like this…..
Her blatant sounds made me feel like my groin would burst.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The intimacy between Seongdae and the woman deepened.
“Aaah…..!”
The woman’s almost sob-like sounds ensued.
“Gasp…..gasp….”
Faint gasping sounds from Seongdae were heard.
“Aaah….I want to be on top!”
It seemed the woman climbed onto Seongdae, continuing the penetration.
“Huff….!”
Thud. Thud. Thud
“Sniff….!”
As the woman rode him, Seongdae uttered a moan. Presumably, Seongdae, still a young man, couldn’t handle the mature woman’s hip movements.
“Huff….do you like it?”
Seongdae provocatively asked.
“Aaah….I really do!”
She actively responded to Seongdae’s question. Shedding the initial awkwardness, they seemed to be entirely enjoying themselves.
“Huff….! I’m about to come….”
“Hah…hah…Already? About to cum?”
“Yes….Aaah…It’s too tight….”
Rough moans escaped from Seongdae. His mind must be filled with the urge to ejaculate.
“Aaah….Don’t cum inside!”
Her moaning mixed with cries came out.
“Huff….! I’m….I’m going to cum!”
Seongdae’s rough gasp reverberated. The woman’s shriek followed, merging as they seemed to collapse together. Their heavy breathing was transmitted through the wall suggestively.
After a moment of silence, the sound of shower water running was heard again. The woman, after finishing her session with Seongdae, went to shower again.
The crying in my arms also subsided. With a half-crying voice, she softly asked me. Her pure and elegant face filled with sorrow.
“Dongho…what should I do now…?”
“…..Just rest for a moment.”
I decided to calm her down first. Her short denim skirt wrapped tightly around her firm thighs as she knelt in front of me.
I lay back onto the motel bed. Especially in such times, calming her down was imperative.
“Would you like to lie next to me…..?”
Gazing up at her, I suggested. She nodded and lay beside me. Below my gaze, her ample chest and firm thigh lines were visible.
My erect member was pointing skyward, surely within her sight.
“I’ll use my arm as your pillow…..”
Sliding my arm under her head, she naturally rested on it as if finding solace. Her shampoo scent teased my nostrils. My member pleaded for her firm thighs to relieve it.
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