Siwoo took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart, and stepped into the house.
Sehee followed behind him, Siwoo’s jacket once again draped over her shoulders.
As they entered the entryway, he saw shoes on the floor.
Shoes that weren’t there when he and Sehee left the house together yesterday.
It seemed that Mom, Seyoung, and another guest were home.
It looked like it was probably Aunt Seonju and Sua.
Siwoo had been anticipating a serious three-way talk between himself, Sehee, and Mom.
He hadn’t thought that other family members would be there…
Siwoo felt some of his tension ease at the presence of the familiar guests in the house.
「Mom! We’re home~!」
Siwoo took off his shoes and boldly called out, announcing his and Sehee’s arrival to his mom.
As he entered the living room, he saw Aunt Seonju sitting at the dining table.
「Siwoo~! Sehee~! Welcome~ Did you have fun?!」
The clear, cheerful voice of Aunt Seonju, who had been sitting at the kitchen table facing the entryway.
Aunt Seonju greeted Siwoo and Sehee warmly as they came into the house.
Her shoulder-length, outward-curling hair seemed to match the lively expression on her face well.
Aunt Seonju was dressed in a plain pink sleeveless tank top that emphasized her chest and blue hot pants.
More of Aunt Seonju’s body was exposed than covered.
Her breasts, which looked as if they might spill out at any moment, and her smooth thighs looked extremely provocative to Siwoo.
「Oh… Aunt Seonju, you were here?」
Siwoo greeted her, looking a little awkward.
Beside Siwoo, Sehee blushed and silently bowed her head to Aunt Seonju.
「Yep~ I thought my sister might be bored~ so I came with the kids~ Heeheehee.」
Aunt Seonju said in a playful tone.
「Oppa, you’re back? Hehehe~」
Seyoung, who had been playing with Sua in front of the living room TV, also greeted Siwoo happily.
Perhaps because Mom was there, she didn’t run up and hug Siwoo like before.
Instead, she just smiled brightly at him from where she was.
「S-Siwoo-oppa~ Sehee-unni~ Hello~!?」
Sua, who was playing beside Seyoung, also greeted Siwoo and Sehee shyly.
「But Siwoo, what’s with your face? Did you get in a fight?」
Aunt Seonju said, sounding a little surprised as she saw Siwoo’s injured face.
If she had been in contact with Principal Yoo Yena, she should have known the extent of Siwoo’s injuries…
Aunt Seonju looked at Siwoo and spoke as if she were deliberately making a fuss to let someone else know.
「Ah.. a little~ something happened, but it’s all resolved now~」
Siwoo answered Aunt Seonju, nonchalantly touching his swollen face with his palm.
「What? Siwoo, you’re hurt? What happened to your face~? What’s going on!」
Mom, who had been busy in the kitchen, heard the conversation between Siwoo and Aunt Seonju and ran out to the living room.
Mom was wearing a baggy purple boxy t-shirt and a gray flare skirt that came down below her knees.
And over that, she was wearing a cooking apron.
Mom was probably preparing breakfast.
Her appearance was that of a normal daily life, as if she had never had a relationship with Siwoo, never left home with Seyoung, and never exchanged those text messages with him.
Seeing his mother’s usual appearance and reaction, Siwoo felt his tension completely melt away.
「Ah~ Mom! Are you making food? Hehe~ Something happened yesterday… it’s nothing!」
Siwoo touched the wound on his face and smiled at his mother as if it were nothing.
「It doesn’t look like nothing~!」
Mom approached Siwoo and examined the wound with a worried expression as she spoke.
「What about Sehee!?」
Mom asked, looking at Sehee, who was hiding behind Siwoo like a guilty child.
「I… I’m not hurt, Mom. And Siwoo says he’s okay now~」
Sehee answered, avoiding Mom’s eyes and trying to smooth over the situation to lessen any scolding.
「What do you mean, okay~?! The skin is all broken! You should be more careful~!!」
Mom raised her voice, sounding upset.
「We need to disinfect it and put medicine on it right away~!」
Mom said, touching the area around Siwoo’s wound.
「Ugh… ungh! Mom… it’s fine even if you just leave it~」
Siwoo felt a strange sense of relief from his mother’s touch, which was accompanied by pain.
「No!! It’ll be a big problem if the wound gets infected~ Siwoo, you, come in here!」
Mom led the way, trying to take Siwoo into the master bedroom.
Siwoo felt dazed by the sudden reunion with his mom and followed her into the bedroom.
Faced with his mother’s firm words and attitude, Siwoo had no choice but to do as she said.
The resolve or determination to shut his mother up, even if he had to rape her, seemed to have already vanished from within him.
Had Mom forgotten the day she came onto him as a woman? What about the countless dirty messages they had exchanged on their smartphones?
**
Mom had Siwoo sit on the bed after he followed her into the master bedroom.
Then she went to the vanity table, opened a drawer, and took out a household first-aid kit containing disinfectant, bandages, and ointment.
Through the half-open door, the sounds of Sehee and Aunt Seonju’s conversation in the kitchen, and the voices of Seyoung and Sua in the living room, could be faintly heard.
「You should have been more careful. Did you fight? What is all this~」
Mom said in a frustrated tone as she spread the first-aid kit open on the bed.
「U-uhm, well… yesterday with the hyungs I met… we got into a bit of a scuffle… But it all ended well, Mom~」
Siwoo answered carefully, worried his mom would be angry about the fight with the hyungs.
「Aigoo~ Look at my handsome son’s face~ What will you do if it scars~!?」
Mom said, sounding upset and displeased, while dabbing disinfectant on Siwoo’s wounded face.
「Ouch!… Ah~!」
In front of his mom, Siwoo unknowingly let out a short cry of pain, as if he had become a child again.
Every time the Povidone-iodine solution on the gauze touched his face, a sharp, stinging pain shot through him.
Siwoo felt a little embarrassed by the sound he had made in front of his mom.
After applying the disinfectant to the wound, Mom held his chin with both hands, puckered her lips, and blew a “Fuuu~” of air.
As she leaned down slightly, the cleavage between her ample breasts became visible inside her loose-fitting purple t-shirt.
Siwoo felt a strange sensation from his mother’s warm, cool breath and the visual stimulation.
Each time Mom blew a cool breeze from her mouth, Siwoo’s cock rapidly swelled.
Thanks to having ejaculated from his sister’s oral service in the park restroom, Siwoo didn’t need to cover himself with his jacket when he entered the house.
Because of that, the suit jacket had been given to Sehee, with the intention of covering the semen stains on her pink dress.
He hadn’t anticipated his mom would start disinfecting his wound and blowing on his face or showing her cleavage the moment he came in…
**
Mom’s knees were almost touching Siwoo’s.
Mom was leaning forward, her lips close to Siwoo’s face as she blew on it.
They were so close that if he reached out his arm, Mom’s ass would be right in his grasp.
Mom would soon pull away and see his erect cock.
Siwoo felt no desire to cover his erection with his hand.
Rather, he was curious to see how Mom would react after discovering his erection.
As if her breath was tickling him, Siwoo leaned his upper body back slightly, supporting himself with his hands on the bed.
By now, Siwoo’s cock was fully erect, straining against his pants with a force that seemed like it would rip through them.
Mom finished disinfecting and, as she pulled away to grab the ointment and bandage, she reacted with a sudden, startled flinch.
Then, as if nothing had happened, she squeezed ointment onto a new cotton swab, reached out, and applied it to Siwoo’s half-tilted face.
Mom seemed to be trying her best to ignore his erection.
The atmosphere between Siwoo and Mom felt strangely reversed.
「Are you and Seyoung back for good?」
Siwoo, without any thought of covering his penis, blatantly thrust his hips forward and spoke to his mom.
「Huh?… U-uh… Yes…!」
Mom answered while applying ointment to Siwoo’s face.
「Tonight…」
Siwoo looked straight into his mom’s face, tossed out the single word, and then created a meaningful pause as if his sentence had been cut off.
「Wha…what?!..」
Mom’s body trembled as she reacted, startled by Siwoo’s words.
「Seyoung… I should come to the room to pick her up like before, right?」
Siwoo continued the question as if it were nothing, completing the sentence.
「Ah… yes… th-that’s right!」
Mom stammered her reply, embarrassed by Siwoo’s wicked wordplay.
In a house where her sister and younger siblings were present, in a room separated only by a half-open door…
Mom didn’t seem to have expected that Siwoo would tease her like this with his cock erect.
Mom quickly finished applying the ointment to Siwoo’s face and picked up the bandage she had taken out with a tense, trembling hand.
