Chapter 209 – Recklessly Seducing Retired Seniors (2)

Seeing Kim Seong-cheol suddenly burst into his kitchen and start cooking, Choi Hwa-young was embarrassed, not knowing how to accept the situation.

She apparently replied to his text about 30 minutes ago, asking if she would like to have dinner together, but she replied with an exhortation.

It was a completely unexpected situation that junior Seong-cheol, who entered the kitchen without warning, would prepare lunch himself.

A small doubt arose about what the hell he was doing and why he was acting like that.

Even so, she didn’t have the courage to point it out.

“There are eggs and instant rice… Oh, and spam too.”

“…”

“How about fried rice on the menu? It looks like it will only contain eggs and ham.”

“No, do whatever you want…”

Are you really planning to start cooking?

I’ll just order delivery from a nearby store and have sex with myself until it arrives.

Choi Hwa-yeong, who thought that she would finally be able to get comfortable, let out a small sigh in her heart at the thought that she would not be able to mix her body until at least lunch was over.

‘Are you ignorant, or do you really not want to mix your body…’

She took another sip of the tar cigarette in her hand as she questioned his behavior, which couldn’t quite get her mind over it.

It was something she liked, but she didn’t feel any taste because of the strange tension.

-Cheei Iik…

The oiled frying pan heated up, and I could hear the spam slices being fried on top of it.

At the same time, a rather delicious smell began to spread in the 15-pyeong space that had been filled with a musty smell.

-Growl…

At first, his behavior was dissatisfied with her, but after she stimulated her own ears and nose with her senses of hearing and smell, her body, Choi Hwa-young, naturally began to send out signals about hunger.

It’s also worth it, she hadn’t eaten anything for nearly 40 hours already.

It wasn’t that she didn’t eat anything specifically because she was on a diet, she was just more sensitive to something else than her desire to eat.

Due to the aftermath of first realizing her sexual desire, she had been focusing on masturbation all day for several days, so her body was empty after skipping quite a lot of meals.

As soon as she recalled her barely forgotten hunger, Hwayoung Choi’s body started to react the other way.

‘I’m hungry, I’m hungry…’

Holding her own abdomen with one hand, gently clasping her own abdomen, where her voice leaked out, she glanced at him to see if he had heard this loud noise.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to hear the sound of his stomach rumbling as he was concentrating on the frying pan in front of him.

Watching Kim Seong-cheol turn the frying pan with ham, eggs, and three servings of instant rice, I fell in love with the impression that he seems to be quite good at cooking, contrary to what he looks like.

… Come to think of it, she should be able to cook for her husband-to-be.

He was able to earn money anyway, so a man who was good at housework was the most necessary virtue of a husband.

Especially like today, when you have to skip a meal due to unavoidable circumstances, you take care of it like this.

In any case, since she remembered seeing his cleaning skills two weeks ago, Choi Hwa-yeong began to raise the ratings of Seong-cheol’s juniors little by little in her head.

Besides, at night… It was a very satisfying memory for Hwayoung Choi.

It was a fact she was somewhat aware of that it wasn’t the norm to climax so much in her first experience.

Although it shows a movement that seems to be somewhat faithful to its desire, except for that, I vaguely remember that I was careful not to get hurt.

More than anything, her own body already wanted a physical relationship with him, so her other evaluation factors weren’t that important.

“Should I make the liver bland or seasoned?”

“… Intermittently.”

“Okay, then.”

He wanted to turn his gaze toward himself for a while while he was cooking, but then quickly returned to the frying pan containing the fried rice.

Only after that did she realize that Choi Hwa-young was showing her front to him as if she were flirting.

However, Seongcheol’s junior only turned his head after hearing the answer, as if he was not particularly inspired by seeing his body like that.

Although it was not her intention, it was the moment when her own body, which she had deliberately opened as if to tempt her, became empty.

… Apparently, she said things like two weeks ago that she couldn’t help it because she seduced him this way.

Could it be that within two weeks, did her feelings for sexual desire really fade away from her?

Whether she should bend her pride and bring her story about mixing her body seriously from now on, Choi Hwa-young began to seriously consider.

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“Intermittently.”

Hwa-young’s figure that caught her eye momentarily made her almost throw away her cooking and everything and try to pounce on her.

She was what I thought of when I first met her the other day, but there were definitely times when Hwayoung-senior unconsciously seduced me and showed a defenseless figure.

The way she pushed her full breasts and tight thighs into me without even buttoning her buttons properly.

Moreover, as I, who had the experience of touching them once, my desire for them inevitably rises.

I want to knead Hwayoung sunbaenim’s chest, which was as soft as touching a huge water balloon, once again.

I want to shove my cock into her tight body as I pull her smooth thighs towards me.

As I thought about the various emotions that bloomed in an instant, I was stunned for a moment and admired her senior’s body.

“… All right, then.”

There was a fairly long silence, so Hwayoung-senpai must have noticed the gaze I sent.

Exactly, I wanted to think so.

It was only then that I could think that the front of the white gown had some meaning in it.

Even though she noticed my gaze, the fact that she didn’t even show signs of trying to hide her insides meant that she also had a desire to be with me to some extent.

I wanted to interpret it that way, so I came to the conclusion that senior Hwayoung was still standing still even after noticing my gaze.

… In reality, it would be close to not paying attention because I was just concentrating on smoking a tar cigarette, or just leaving it open because the act of buttoning the button itself was frustrating.

It must be a very frustrating act for Hwa-young to forcibly push her huge breasts in and fasten the buttons…

After she had only imagined in her head a little bit what she would think would be a little rude if caught by her. She took two plates from the cupboard and divided the fried rice in half.

“Let’s eat, old man.”

Of course, it’s not the kind of food that will make your eyes pop as soon as you eat it.

Still, it would be enough material to imprint the existence of me as a man to Hwayoung-senpai.

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Two plates of ham and egg fried rice were placed on the table.

One for her own, and one for her junior Seongcheol.

It was a meal without any other side dishes because the refrigerator was empty, but the man in front of me didn’t seem to be dissatisfied with that.

“Let’s eat, old man.”

“Uh, yes…”

“Thank you for this food.”

“… Thank you for this food.”

Even though she was just sharing her dining table, Hwayoung Choi felt that this scene was very exciting.

It wasn’t delivered from somewhere, but the dish that the man at the table made himself.

A meal that takes place in a place that can be called one’s own private space, rather than an open space.

And even though it was only once, it was a meal shared by two people who had shared experiences, so the one who told them not to attach meaning to it would be treated strangely.

“…”

Even so, she didn’t have the talent to bring up a story such as sharing a relationship after the meal, so Choi Hwa-young just focused on the meal in front of her without saying a word.

As soon as she thought of a spoonful of delicious-smelling fried rice and put it in her mouth, she felt as if her hunger for three days had been relieved.

“Is your liver okay?”

Nod.

Choi Hwa-yeong’s head, which contained a positive meaning, shook greatly up and down her.

Not only was it okay, but it was to the extent that she completely fell in love with it.

It must have been delicious because it was a meal she hadn’t eaten in a long time, but the fact that it was a dish made by a man who had a lot of feelings for her was a factor that made her feel physically and mentally full.

As a result, Choi Hwa-yeong focused on the meal in front of her, forgetting for a moment how she might have a chance to have sex with him.

“Eat slowly, Chehala.”

“… Okay.”

It was not until she heard him that Hwayoung Choi felt that she hadn’t seen herself eating so voraciously.

I would have lived my life as I pleased, not caring at all about what other people thought of me.

For some reason, she felt that she wanted to show the best of herself to the man in front of her.

Even if it is not as good as the ideal female figure who is tall and has strong muscles.

It was because I thought that the knowledge I had as a senior in life and the composure of a detached adult were elements that I could fully show.

Although Choi Hwa-young did not yet realize that such things are called ‘Kkondaejil’ in the world.

“How many days have you been hungry? What are you in such a hurry to eat?”

“Huh.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not a few days, I haven’t eaten anything since dinner the day before yesterday.”

“…”

“It’s not like I’m on a diet or something, it’s just that I have no appetite…”

She couldn’t bear to say that she skipped her meal because she was absorbed in masturbation, so she deliberately turned her words around and explained her explanation to him.

For some reason, she felt ashamed that her own deviation had been discovered, so she hung her head and continued her meal.

That’s why she didn’t notice Hwayoung Choi.

“…”

When she heard that she hadn’t eaten anything since dinner the day before yesterday, her junior Seong-cheol, for some reason, sent her a sinister smile at her.