Chapter 41 – “Do you want to sleep with me like a mother? (2)”

“So, do you have anything to say to me?”

“…I was wrong.”

It was okay that he took care of Jegal Mireyeong, who was suffering from nightmares last night.

Although his body was a little sore from sleeping on the bed, Jegal Mireyeong seemed very grateful.

And only after returning to my room did I realize.

The significant problem of having betrayed Tang Hyewon.

“I don’t hate Jegal Yeohyeop either… I think I should take care of her as long as she’s in the position of a son…”

“I’m really, really sorry, Hyewon!”

It’s scary to see the eyes that were full of life and laughter turn into dead eyes like dried pollack in real-time.

There is a sense of anxiety that the scene will suddenly change like a nice boat.

“I kept thinking about when Yoon would come back while waiting for her alone yesterday… I wondered if she was already tired of me…”

“Absolutely not! That’s really not it!”

Tang Hyewon was the one who showed the most dramatic improvement in her skills thanks to my training.

Because she was the woman who had the lowest level of skills among the women I slept with, my skills improved rapidly, and the beauty effect was clearly visible.

Thanks to that, my husband, who used to go outside, started to flirt with Tang Hyewon recently, and she refused him fiercely.

“I don’t need such a low-level person anymore… “

I whispered those words next to me a few days ago and enjoyed having sex with her as the top-level person.

I won’t let her go now. Even if I become disliked, I will do whatever it takes to make her like me again.

“You have to tell me in advance next time…? I thought you were simple-minded…”

“There will never be such a thing!”

When I grabbed her hand and made a promise, Tang Hyewon’s eyes drew a beautiful smile again.

But for some reason, it’s scary.

It’s like I’ve nailed down the possibility of me making a mistake again…?

“Is the conversation over now?”

Paeng Yeon-hwa, who was watching this conversation with her arms crossed from behind, intervened.

“If it’s over, I’ll go now. It’s still training time.”

That’s right. This is the underground dance hall attached to Paeng Yeon-hwa’s hideout.

Tang Hyewon, who had no place to complain, came here and argued with me.

“Hmm…”

When Tang Hyewon gave a meaningful laugh and gave Paeng Yeon-hwa a glance, Paeng Yeon-hwa quickly avoided her gaze.

“Older sister, they say you’re working hard on your training and dance practice, right?”

“…”

Paeng Yeon-hwa, who was openly teasing her, turned her head sharply, and Tang Hyewon giggled.

Chapter 41 – “Do you want to sleep with me like a mother? (2)”

“So, I told you, right? Yoon is different from any other man…”

“…Enough.”

Oh, it seems like Paeng Yeon-hwa’s voice is a little annoyed.

Tang Hyewon also seemed to notice it and glanced at me before running away, saying she’ll go now.

“Yoon, I’ll come tonight.”

Her butt, which left with an implied message of sex, seemed to sway seductively.

Ah, I think I’m imagining things.

But my penis didn’t get properly erect.

It was because of Paeng Yeon-hwa’s teasing, which made me feel like I was being played.

The power of teasing itself wasn’t particularly faster or heavier than usual.

It was just that she found my weaknesses that she hadn’t touched before, and it felt like she was poking at them.

Well, it’s hard to find weaknesses with the eyes of a top-notch expert, isn’t it?

Thanks to that, after finishing my martial arts training, I became a mess, panting and sweating like crazy.

I wanted to wash up, have sex, and go to sleep, but when I saw Paeng Yeon-hwa’s smug expression, I came to my senses.

I’ll show her a good time tonight. Be prepared.

But Jegal Mireyeong’s nightmares continued.

Once, while having sex with Tang Hyewon, there was a fight that made her run away like a cheating husband, and her white butt reflecting the moonlight swayed seductively. It made me want to have outdoor sex.

It was impossible to do it in Sachundangga, but someday, when I go out to the river, I must try it. I’m not sure when that will be, though.

Anyway, because Jegal Mireyeong wasn’t in good condition, Tang Hyewon’s complaints about the scheduled sex at night were no joke.

It had decreased from 2-3 times a week to once a week, and she was giving me the death stare…ugh…

In the end, I asked Paeng Yeon-hwa to move the sex with Tang Hyewon to daytime.

In the lounge of the martial arts training center, we reduced my training time by one hour and allocated four hours of sex time for the two of us on rotation.

Paeng Yeon-hwa couldn’t say anything because it was a measure for Jegal Mireyeong.

Wasn’t it a good deal for Tang Hyewon? If it was 2-3 times every 2-3 days, it would be a profit to change it to four times every two days.

I actually asked, “What if the three of us did it together?” but both of them refused.

Tang Hyewon said she didn’t like the situation where she knew herself and others didn’t, and Paeng Yeon-hwa rejected my proposal, claiming that it would reduce the efficiency of her martial arts training.

I had no choice but to secretly put back the makeshift bed next to the bed…

“Our son can’t sleep properly because of his mother, what should we do…?”

“We’ll keep doing this until your mother gets better.”

And for the past few days, I had been having meals with Jegal Mireyeong and checking if she was sleeping properly at night.

“Don’t you have any martial arts training…Hwa Sukmo is not someone who would overlook that kind of thing…”

“Still, it feels good to feel like my skills are improving. You don’t have to worry, Mother.”

That was true. I felt sorry for my master, but the training he gave me was like rolling around without knowing anything.

To the point where people go around looking for a top-notch expert, Paeng Yeon-hwa’s training was very helpful.

“Hyeon-ah, you don’t have to worry so much about your mother. Are you sleeping properly?”

Jegal Mireyeong continued to worry about me even after that.

No, the person who was moaning and sweating profusely just last night…

“Mother, you should rest well first.”

I don’t know who she’s worried about. She should focus on getting better so we can resume our happy sex life…

“But you’re holding your mother’s hand, so you can’t sleep comfortably, can you?”

That was true. I was lying on the corner of the bed, so I was accumulating fatigue.

“…It’s okay.”

Oops, I was lost in thought and my answer was late.

Perhaps because of the delayed response, Jegal Mireyeong’s eyes became even deeper.

“Hyeon-ah.”

“…Yes, Mother.”

Jegal Mireyeong paused for a moment after my answer and then dropped a bomb.

“From today on, will you sleep with your mother?”

That night, Jegal Mireyeong made her son lie down on the same bed as her.

It wasn’t a small bed for one person, but since it was a little narrow for two people, they naturally lay facing each other at a distance that seemed to touch.

“Our son has grown up so much now. He used to be so small…”

Jegal Mireyeong remembered every change from when her son was born until now.

But what remained deepest in her heart was her little son who was too young and might break his hand if he held a sword.

Her son, who had broad shoulders and a firm chest, sometimes felt unfamiliar to her.

“Mother is still beautiful. Before, and now…”

“Oh, is it because our son has given his mother a golden touch that tonight’s dreamland will be good?”

Jegal Mireyeong laughed softly and held her son’s right hand with her left.

A warm feeling was felt, and her son’s heartbeat was transmitted from his fingertips.

Matching her breathing with that pleasant heartbeat, Jegal Mireyeong fell asleep before she knew it.

Haa, haa…

Jegal Mireyeong, who had fallen into a rare good sleep, woke up at the rough gasping sound.

“Who…ah.”

Jegal Mireyeong remembered that she had been sleeping on the same bed as her son, and realized that the owner of the rough breathing was her son.

Wondering if he was in pain, she opened her eyes and felt a hard sensation against her belly, almost screaming.

Her son, her son.

He was struggling with a huge erection.

“Again?”

Jegal Mireyeong remembered the oral sex she had with her son on a rainy day.

Since then, her son had returned to being a strict son and never demanded any inappropriate behavior from her.

Moreover, she believed that she had broken down the wall she had built for her son and returned to the way things were before he was kidnapped by the Blood Demon.

But her son still saw her as a woman.

“Mother… Mother…”

In the midst of his rough breathing, Jegal Mireyeong closed her eyes tightly and breathed slowly.

She thought she might have woken up, but it seemed like he was just calling her.

While pretending to sleep, she felt the strong scent of a male emanating from her son.

She became more aware of the fact that her son saw her as a female in this situation.

This scent was definitely not a dream, her sense of smell told her so.

“Hyeon-ah, stop it…”

She thought about scolding him with her eyes open, but she was afraid that he would attack her if she did.

If he tried to subdue her with martial arts, there was nothing she could do, and she didn’t want to hurt her son’s feelings.

She just prayed that he would regain his sanity and return to being a good son.

Her son’s hand slowly began to remove her nightgown, revealing her plump breasts.

There was no nursing pad that she had taken off before going to bed, and the saliva that had dripped from her breasts was not enough to withstand his touch.

Her left breast was completely exposed.

Her breast, which was awkward to use her special martial arts technique, the Judge’s Pen, to draw on.

When her son saw her breast exposed, he was delighted as if a rare feast had been served.

“Mother… You’re so beautiful…”

Her son’s touch, which swept her breast from the outside, was very skillful.

Her senses gradually became more sensitive, and she could feel her son’s breath brushing against her nipple.

“Where did he learn this… Did he meet a woman…?”

Jegal Mireyeong, who was thinking about whether her son was seeing another woman, was interrupted by the soft sensation on her nipple.

Her son’s tongue and lips were desecrating her nipple.

It was completely different from when he was just a baby, when he was just craving milk.

As her son’s movements were solely focused on pleasing her as a woman, Jegal Mireyeong felt her breath becoming more and more erratic.