Chapter 201 – Meeting the Girl From the Past.

Jeong-a, who thought I was shy, spoke to her first.

“Brother. Shall we wash?”

“Uh.. Yes.. Is that so?”

There was something I wanted to say, but I couldn’t, so I was stuttering, unlike usual.

Jung-a stood up and she slowly took off her clothes.

Junga’s slender body appeared.
She is about 170 cm tall, has a slim belly without any flab, breasts of the appropriate size of a B cup wrapped in a bra, and straight legs as if they have been shaped.

As her pure white body was exposed under the bright lights, Junga’s face looked even more beautiful.
The moment she saw Jung-ah like that, the thought of telling her about Choi Song-yi ran away.

Jung-a, who took off her clothes and put them on one side, leaving only her underwear, came up to me and she started to take my clothes off.
Not wanting to ruin the atmosphere by bringing up Choi Song-yi for nothing, I made it easier for Jung-ah to take off her clothes as I got out of bed.

After taking off all of her panties, Jung-ah took off all of her own underwear, and then she dragged my hand into her bathroom.

“Brother, let’s wash together. I’ll wash it for you.”

Jung-a squeezed toothpaste on her toothbrush, handed it to me, turned on her water to adjust the temperature to lukewarm, and then she sprayed it on me and rubbed it with her hand.
When her hands, which had been washing down her breasts, reached my things, she admired them, then carefully grabbed them and washed them with water as if shaking them.

As soon as Jeong-ah’s soft hands touched my penis, she immediately erected it vigorously.

“Wow.. Oppa is really big. I’ve never seen such great stuff. I really love you.”

I finished brushing her teeth quickly and took the shower from her jeong-a’s hand to rinse her mouth.

Jung-ah still held onto my things and continued to slowly shake them, unable to take her eyes off them.

Junga’s actions were very similar to those of Choi Songi in the past.
Like Choi Song-i and Jung-ah, she fell in love with my things and couldn’t take her eyes off them, but now she and Jung-ah were doing the same thing.

“I.. Jeonga.. By any chance.. Uh..”

I was carefully about to ask Jung-a her question, but suddenly her Jung-a took her cock in her mouth and sucked it while wrapping her glans with her tongue.
Jung-ah didn’t seem to hear me, perhaps because she was already obsessed with my things.

Jung-a knelt down in front of me and closed her eyes and sucked on my things as if savoring it.
I groaned involuntarily at her very tight fellatio, and I held Junga’s head with her hand and stroked it.
I guess I should focus on this for now.

Whether Junga is Choi Songi or not, she is having sex with me anyway.
She didn’t need to know now.
I just wanted to have this beautiful woman’s body.

Junga’s dazzling fellatio continued.
She put one of her hands down her perineum and gently raked her bong with her fingers and sucked on my cock as well, poking her anus as well.

“Ugh… I’m going crazy. Jung Ah. Try to come out Aww..”

I couldn’t stand it for a while because of her tremendous pleasure, and the feeling of her ejaculation came over me.

Junga started sucking my stuff faster and more violently.
I grabbed Jung-a’s head with both of her hands, pulled it close to my cock, and pushed her cock up to Jung-a’s throat and ejaculated her.

“Kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk..”

As I ejaculated down her throat, Jung-a couldn’t help but swallow my semen from her and coughed in pain.
I hugged her while saying sorry for her quickness.

After stopping her cough, Jung-a grinned and said it was okay, then she got up and washed me again with water.
I also wiped Junga’s body with the shower, and led her by her hand to lie down on her bed.

I twitched her lips and tried to ask about Choi Songi, but Junga covered my mouth with her hand.

“Brother. I think it’s because it’s awkward, but don’t be awkward. I was so good earlier I feel like I’ve had a proper orgasm for the first time. Now, I am not treating my brother as a guest, but as a lover, so he just treats me as a lover. Understand?”

In the end, I couldn’t ask about Choi Songi and had no choice but to hug Junga.

Jung-a kissed her on my lips, and she started from my ears and caressed her breasts and belly with her tongue and mouth.
I was caressing her so carefully that the thought of Choi Song-yi had already run away from my mind.

I couldn’t stand Jeonga’s caress any longer, so I jumped up and hugged her and laid her on her bed.
And my caressing skills, which I had honed over the years, were displayed.

He licked and sucked as if he were going to melt her whole body, and at the same time rubbed her clitoris and hole with her hand, sending her into the abyss of her climax.

Sex with Jung-a was special.
I was in a state of excitement as if I had met Choi Song-yi from the past and fell in love again.
In addition, I felt a strange pleasure to see a professional woman who was good at her sex floundering in pleasure under me like this.

Junga’s eccentricity gradually grew.
It was to the point that the juice from underneath was bursting out and making the sheets wet.

Finally, my object was inserted into Junga’s hole.
He didn’t seem to care about condoms or anything like that.

In the past, as far as I know, professional women seemed to be very sensitive to this part, but Jung-a only urged me to come in quickly.
Once again my splendid pumping began.

The place must have changed as well.
Jeong-a also faithfully obeyed my order and screamed for her to leave the room.

The inner compatibility with Junga was very good.
I don’t know how many times I thought about whether it really was Choi Song-i while fucking Jeong-ah.
It was because it was very similar to the feeling of compatibility with Choi Song-i in the past.

You might think that all women are alike, but they are definitely not.

Every woman has a different tightening part, and the feeling she feels at the tip of her glans is different.
If you put my women in the dark and ask them to put an object in the hole and guess who it is, I can guess who exactly.
That’s why each woman is unique.
I guess finding that part is part of the fun of sex.

Anyway, the compatibility with Jung-a was so good that I was mistaken for Choi Song-i.

Finally, as the feeling of ejaculation rushed in, I laid Jung-ah in a straight position and grabbed her buttocks.
He sucked Jung-a’s nape and made a kiss mark while ejaculating deep inside.

Jeong-a also grabbed my neck and grabbed her semen while bouncing around her waist.
After the situation was over, the two of us just stretched out.

Jung-a was already in a state of fainting, and I slowly raised her body, took her things out, and lay down holding her in her arms.
I looked around for a while while stroking Junga’s sleeping face.

“It’s definitely the same as Song.. But it seems like you don’t even know me..”

He touched Junga’s breasts, stroked her sides, and massaged her buttocks.
Can you tell if you massage her body? I just liked the soft body.

As I ran my hands over her face and all over her body, Jeonga slowly opened her eyes.

“Ugh.. Oppa, oppa, aren’t you tired?”

“Huh. I’m fine. Sleep when you’re tired You don’t have to work anymore today anyway, can you?”

I told Choi Seol-ran that when she came out earlier, she said she would keep her all night.

“Huh. All right. I’ll sleep. But brother I was so happy today. I think I felt it properly for the first time in my life. I think I will fall in love with you.”

As Junga spoke her words, she hugged my breasts and rubbed her face.

“Hey, Jeong-ah. By any chance.. Is Jeonga your real name?”

“Yes? Why is that all of a sudden yes that’s right. Others say I use a stage name, but for me Junga is my name and stage name. Kang Jeong-ah. This is my name Did you want to tell me because you were curious about my name? Ho Ho. Oppa is cute.”

Jeong-ah smiled at me while stroking my cheek, saying I was cute.

“That… That’s right. I was so similar to someone I used to know, so I did it just in case..”

As I spoke her words in a disappointed voice, Jung-a lifted her head and put her chin on my chest and looked at me, wondering why she was like that.

“Why? Are you disappointed that I’m not that person? Who is that person? Tell me.”

“Huh. This is a girl named Choi Song. She met him in the same room as you. She lived with me for about 3 years and then somehow she broke up with me. She later said she tried to look but couldn’t find where she had gone. Songi is still a young lady who remains in my heart like a painter.”

As I talked while staring at the ceiling, soaked in memories, Jung-a was also listening to me seriously.

“How old is she? I’ll look for it. If she worked on the Gangnam side, she would be able to find it quickly if she asked around.”

“Ah.. No. It was so long ago, no. Is it in the future? Haha. If Song were me now, she would be 7 years old now.”

But suddenly, I felt Jung-a startled.

“What are you talking about brother? She said she lived together for 3 years and she’s 7 now? So you met her when she was 4 years old? By the way, what bar are you meeting at? Come to think of it, oppa, aren’t you 19 now? But then again, when did she say she met a girl at a bar and lived there for three years?”

Jung-a slipped away from me, and she put on an expression as if she had met a strange person and then poured out words like bullets.

“Ah.. That’s how it is. There is such a thing. I have a secret I cannot tell you.”

I smiled awkwardly and hugged Junga again.
Jung-a still looked at me with her suspicious eyes, and she reluctantly came into her arms.

They didn’t say anything to each other, just hugging each other.
When the atmosphere became strange, Jung-a spoke again.

“Brother, I told you about that lady named Song a while ago. She says she’s 7 now.. What kind of girl is she?”

“Hmm. I don’t know the details either. That her house was on the Seongnam side, her own mother gave birth to her at the age of 17, and she lived with her grandmother hard. When she was 10 years old, her mother met the wrong man and committed suicide. So she said that after living a difficult life since she was 10 years old, she ended up coming to her room..”

When I finished talking, suddenly Jung-a jumped up and ran out of her bed and she screamed at me pointing her finger at me.

“Hey. You… What are you? Who are you to approach me? How did you know my daughter’s name? Huh?”

She is taken aback when she sees Jung-a suddenly screaming at her and putting her fighting stance, then she is startled when she suddenly hears that it is her daughter.

“What… What? Songi is your daughter?”

“Okay. She is my daughter What the hell is your purpose with this bastard? Why did you suddenly approach me? I was surprised when he said I was Choi Song as soon as he saw me in the room earlier, but now I see that he already knew and approached me. Just touch my daughter, won’t you let go?”

I blankly stared at Jeonga.
Somehow, when she said that she looked so much like her, she was Jung-a, the mother who said Choi Song-i had committed suicide.

“Jung.. Jeonga.. Wait a minute.. Listen to me. I’ll explain everything.”

Jung-a was still standing under her bed, staring at me as if she could jump out at any moment.

“You. Is she going to get all naked and get out of here? Come on. I’ll tell you everything.”

Only then did Jeonga look down at her own body and realize that she was naked, and she slowly moved towards her clothes.
I quickly picked up her clothes, put them on her pillow, and asked her to come closer.
Jung-a made her face look upset because her clothes were in my hands, and she carefully came to my feet and sat at the far end of her bed.

Seeing Jung-A so wary of me, she was frustrated at how to speak.
And in the end she made a momentous decision.
After she returned, she decided to reveal my secret for the first time.

No other excuse seemed to make him understand the current situation.
So she decided to tell her secret, but honestly, the bigger reason was that for some reason she felt like she should never miss Jung-ah.

Perhaps, before her return, the love and failure to properly conclude with Choi Song-i remained in my mind.
When she regressed and saw her mother for the first time, I felt that feeling when I decided to make her my woman.

How much I regretted my life watching her mother before her return. And how happy she was to see her young mother after returning.
It was the same when I met Jung-a like this.

“Huh~ It’s Jeong-ah. I don’t know what you’ll think if I say this, but from now on everything I’m saying is true. Jung-ah, actually I am a person from the future.”

Jung-a looked at me as if she was dumbfounded with her face saying what kind of crazy person she is.

“Okay. You may not believe it, but it’s true. But listen carefully. Like you said, I’m 19 now. But how could I have done such a big business with ex-gangsters like Kwang-shik and Seong-ryeol? Do you know what business I am in?”

Junga shook her head and she was still glaring at me warily.

I slowly explained what I had done so far.
In just two years, it was possible to create rice cake skewers, chicken, chitosan, and wet wipes.

“Do you think that a person can have a fortune of over 100 billion by doing business in a little over two years? If that is possible, there should only be chaebols in our country. But I did it A 19-year-old now who didn’t even finish high school… Can you tell me who will be the president next year? And tell me who will be the next president?”

Junga’s eyes widened in surprise.
She said it was because even if she thought about it with common sense, the success I achieved was impossible for an ordinary person to do.

I told the story of how I came to regress.
And before returning, he told me how he met Choi Song-yi and how she lived.

After hearing the long story, Jung-a was a bit skeptical, but since my story was so specific and didn’t sound like a lie, she seemed to believe it a little.

I went up to her and held her hand.
Jung-a was taken aback and surprised, but she didn’t rebel as violently as before.

“So Jung-ah, you are Song-i’s mother. Ah~ I can’t believe there is such a joke of fate… Jung-ah. Quit your job right now I’ll take responsibility… I’ve heard from Songi that when she was 10 years old, she met a swindler and lost all her property, and she committed suicide. It’s three years from now…”

Jung-a, startled by my words, widened her eyes and looked at me.
Why not?
She said she would die in three years, but it was natural for her to be surprised.

And the fact that she was even more surprised was that she had recently been seeing a guy through an acquaintance, and although she smelled like a cheater, she was slightly inclined to treat herself and Songi so well that she was slightly inclined to it. Am.

“You quit your job right now. I’ll give you a chicken restaurant so live with Song. Don’t get scammed by meeting other bastards..”

“Jung.. Really.. Yo?”

Junga pondered over my words for a while, then she asked with difficulty while she still looked suspicious.

“Okay. It’s a song I used to love, so of course I should.. Ah~ Does Songi still not know me? But why is it like this with Jung-a this time? What the..”

“Uh… Hey… Oppa… Are you really from the future? I just can’t believe it…”

“Of course, it’s strange to believe this. But here’s someone who has experienced this firsthand. Ah~ Jungah, the story that I came from the future is absolutely a secret. Knowing this makes me and you really tired. Understand?”

“Yes yes..”

She was still Jung-ah, answering at random with a bewildered face.
But it didn’t feel like I was joking, so he seemed to believe me now.
No, even if you don’t believe it, I might have just pretended to believe it when I opened the store and offered to live with her daughter.

To what extent did Jung-a feel relieved, she asked various questions.
She asked questions about the future and about Songi, and I answered them wholeheartedly.
Whenever I answered, Jung-ah would be startled by my almost exact words.

Before I knew it, Jung-ah was stroking her chest again after cutting her arm.
And then she kept asking me if she really would let me go for her and Songi’s sake.

“Of course. For Songi, I will definitely take responsibility for you mother and daughter. Do not worry.”

I felt something strange in my heart, thinking that the fate was connected like this.
So, I felt more and more responsible for Jung-ah and Choi Song-yi.

When I said that I would be responsible for the two of them, Jung-ah seemed to feel relieved, and she smiled cunningly and took my things with her hands again.
We went into a hot frenzy again.

Jeong-a, who had been tormented by me until dawn, passed out with a soft light radiating from her body, and I fell asleep expecting to meet Choi Song-i soon.