Chapter 97 – Episode 097 Jang Hee-Jin’s Monologue.
Episode 097 Jang Hee-jin’s monologue.
———- Jang Hee-jin’s point of view ———-
I am a 40-year-old woman with a husband and one son. When I was young, I was not very interested in men, let alone marriage. As a result, I dated a few men, but I did not see them for a long time. In my early 20s, I broke up with a man who pushed me too hard, and in my mid-20s, I broke up with someone who was thinking of getting married.
However, when I entered my late 20s, that thought changed little by little. Friends got married one by one and gave birth to a cute son and daughter. And while being hit by her husband and children, she complained to me about her marriage. He also said that he was envious of me, who is still single. But in my eyes, such a life was rather happy.
Then one day, through an acquaintance’s introduction, he met Park Yoo-hwan. She was the same age as me, 12 plus years older than me. The first impression was not very good. Of course, the age difference was the biggest obstacle.
But on the contrary, Yufan has been actively daring me. Was it because she was in a hurry since Yufan was older? Or was it because I liked it? In any case, not only frequent contact, but also a gift offensive has been unfolding.
Has it changed your mind about marriage? Before, I felt burdened with men like this, but now I seemed more trustworthy and trustworthy. It seemed that he would only look at me and love me for the rest of his life.
The year I turned 30, I married Yuhwan. It was half a year after we met. My husband is a soldier, so the place where I live and the living environment have changed. As a result, I had to break up with my acquaintances, but my newlywed life was happy.
The sex was especially good. I had already experienced sex while dating a few men, but at that time it felt like the other person was doing it because they wanted it. However, as I had sex with my husband several times each night, my body developed and I began to feel the orgasm. I can see why people are obsessed with sex.
A few years later, I gave birth to a son. Even when I saw my friends’ sons and daughters, they looked so cute, but when I thought they were my own, they looked incomparably cute. It was so cute that it wouldn’t hurt to put it in your eyes.
When my son started walking, I wanted a cute daughter too. So, after seeing her husband, they started having a hot night again. There was no news even after a year or two. It took me years to have a son, so I wasn’t in a hurry.
But the problem was elsewhere. The problem is that the husband of the night is becoming more and more insolvent. The husband often refused to have sex, and there were many cases in which he could not go to the end and his erection was released.
And her husband came home late. Even after returning home, after playing with Youngbin for a while, he often fell asleep right away, saying he was tired. Even though I stabbed my side and asked for sex, I was tired today, so I passed it off as saying let’s do it next time.
That’s how the number of sex with my husband gradually decreased, and at some point, I stopped doing it at all. At the age of high libido, I had a spider web on my genitals, and I was not motivated to do anything.
Occasionally, I tried to release my sexual desire through masturbation, but at the end of it, only futility remained. I finally decided to forget all about sex. I decided to be content with taking care of my son.
Life in the official residence was comfortable, but in a sense it was boring. As the battalion commander’s wife, she has to participate in many social events, but her husband didn’t force her to do it, and I didn’t have much interest either.
Anyway, her husband is of retirement age in two years, and her son also enters elementary school around that time. At that time, the whole family will move to the city together and start a new life. Thinking about it, I no longer felt attached to living here.
Then one day, a new person came as an officer. Since it was changed every year, I did not pay much attention or affection to the officer. The official who came this time was Private Lee Min-woo.
It was the first time that a private soldier came to see a soldier. This means that they will spend a longer period of time here compared to other guerrillas. Considering the length of time my family will spend in this residence, it was almost like the last official soldier. Thinking like that made me a little more interested than before.
When you come as a military officer, it takes quite a while to get used to basic tasks such as cleaning and washing. Have boys in their early twenties ever cleaned or washed at home? I took it for granted and didn’t nag him about it.
But Min-woo was different. Despite his young age, he was smart and talented. In addition to cleaning and doing the laundry perfectly, he also taught his son study in a friendly and easy-to-understand manner, as well as Taekwondo.
When he was teaching his studies in his room, Min-woo looked absolutely meek, but when he was teaching Taekwondo, he was very powerful and was very strict with his son. Seeing that, Minwoo, who was younger than me, began to look like a man for some reason.
The sink in the bathroom was broken. Water gushed out of the faucet like a fountain. I called Min-woo right away in a hurry. I called it once, but can Min-woo, who is not a professional repairman, really fix something like this? However, Minwoo perfectly fixed it. Minwoo looked more manly and confident.
I looked at Minwu, who had become like a wet mouse while repairing the washbasin, and asked him to take off his wet clothes and wash. And Minwoo went to the master bedroom to get some clothes to wear temporarily. Min-woo, who had no flab, and her husband, who had started to develop a belly, had very different physiques. And his height was also different. So he went to the front of the bathroom with his husband’s sweatpants that he could wear appropriately.
I had no choice but to stop my steps as I was about to leave my tracksuit in front of the bathroom and go back to the master bedroom. Suddenly, the son opened the bathroom door. In the bathroom, Minwoo took off all his clothes and was naked. Minwu was also surprised, but he stood firm with his pants down.
My eyes naturally went to the object hanging in the middle of Minwoo’s body. It was so embarrassing. He couldn’t even compare to his normal size husband. My gaze was fixed on Minwoo’s object as if attracted by a magnet.
Minwoo said something to his son and closed the door. Only then did I come to my senses. However, the shock of seeing Minwoo’s things did not go away easily. I left my training clothes in front of the bathroom and went to the bedroom. And I masturbated for a long time.
From that day on, whenever I looked at Min-woo, I thought of his muscular body and that big thing, and his face reminded me a little. And it felt like his body was getting hot. I felt like I was back in my honeymoon days when I was having sex. I masturbated in the master bedroom while Minwoo taught his son to study.
While I cared about Min-woo like this, Min-woo, as her aunt, didn’t seem to care at all. I thought I was still young and pretty. That’s why Minwoo’s reaction hurt my pride a little, and I was also dissatisfied.
I took out the clothes I had worn when I was newlyweds that were buried deep in my closet, which I rarely wear these days. It was a slightly short skirt and a dress that exposed the shoulders. I waited for Minu to come to the official residence as if I was going to a meeting or a blind date when she was a girl.
But Minwoo still didn’t show any interest in me. I felt like a guy I liked came out on a blind date and applied for an after job, but I was rejected.
I’m more eager to come. I was embarrassed that it was too short even when I was a newlywed, so I took out a miniskirt that I hadn’t worn before. Then he packed up apples and fruit and headed to his son’s room.
In the middle of the day, Minwoo was teaching his son’s studies. I sat across from Minu and sliced an apple. Then, after telling Minwoo and his son to eat, he slightly spread his legs while pretending to be watching his son study.
If it was me in the past, it was something I couldn’t have done. But is it because I’ve been starving for too long? Or did Min-woo, who doesn’t show any interest in me, have come to me? Or not..
Pretending to pay attention to my son, I glanced at Minwu. I could tell that Minwoo’s gaze was often directed between my legs. I was proud that I was finally able to draw Minwoo’s attention. And I could feel it slowly getting wet between my legs.
I left my son’s room and went to the master bedroom. When I put my hand in my pants, it was still soaking wet. I took off my wet panties and masturbated with my legs wide open. It seemed to feel more than usual. And I was able to feel an orgasm for the first time in a long time.
After experiencing it once, it was hard to quit. After that, I visited my son’s room several times under the pretext of watching his studies and secretly exposed him to Min-woo. Still, I couldn’t expose myself too much. It was about showing her thighs and exposing her panties. Still, it was so fun and exciting to peek at Minwoo’s reaction.
Me, my son, and Minwoo had lunch together at the official residence. Minwoo had breakfast and dinner after returning to the unit, but only had lunch with us.
Minwoo practices taekwondo in the front yard every time after lunch. I peeped at Minwoo through the window of the master bedroom. It still looked great. I don’t know much about Taekwondo, but I could feel Minwoo’s skill in his disciplined and energetic posture.
Sergeant Kim Mi-joo came and started talking with Min-woo. It was the first time Sergeant Kim had visited this place. No, there were very few people who visited the official residence except for special occasions. After a conversation, the two headed to the officer’s room where Minwu was staying.
I got curious. What happened? But I had never been to Minwoo’s room. I had nothing to see there, and I didn’t want to be misunderstood. I was restless and worried by myself, but in the end I couldn’t overcome my curiosity.
I quietly and cautiously headed for Minwoo’s room. And I peeped inside through the window in the room. At that moment, I was shocked to see what was happening inside. The two were naked and tangled. And Minwoo was shaking his waist between Sergeant Kim’s legs.
Minwoo’s belongings that went in and out of Sergeant Kim’s body were incomparable to those he saw in the bathroom that day. Minwoo’s fully erected penis was truly amazing. It was to the point where I was worried that something like that could really go inside a woman’s body.
And even in Minwoo’s action to embed such an object, I could feel the power and theft. It was a little different from what I felt during Taekwondo training, but it still looked cool. When I thought about how happy a woman would be to be stabbed like that with something like that, my lower abdomen started to heat up with jealousy towards Sergeant Kim.
Suddenly, Minwoo pulled out the thick object and began to ejaculate on Sergeant Kim’s body. The strong eruption reached Sergeant Kim’s chest. It was a scene where we could get a glimpse of Minwoo’s strong energy.
I slipped back into the master bedroom as it was. Could it be that these two are dating? Is it okay to have sex in the official residence in broad daylight? Countless thoughts popped into my head, but what came to my mind more strongly than all of them was Minwoo’s thick and bulky object and the scene where he put it in.
I took off my wet panties and sat down on the floor with my legs apart. And he masturbated by poking his vagina with his fingers. My body got hot quickly. And reached orgasm.
I sat there and took a deep breath, savoring the afterglow of the climax for a while. I wiped my wet fingers, genital area, and floor with toilet paper. The panties got wet and it was uncomfortable to put them on again. I pulled out my new pair of panties and stopped to put them on.
I went out to the living room and waited for Minwoo. After waiting for a while, Minwoo opened the front door and went inside. My face quickly became reminded just by looking at Minwoo.
I just peeped at Minwoo’s sex. And now, after masturbating, I wiped my vagina, but it was getting wet again. He wasn’t even wearing panties.
Maybe they didn’t notice that I wasn’t wearing panties? Could it be that the juice is flowing down your thighs? I couldn’t properly look at Minwoo’s face as many thoughts came to my mind.
I exchanged a few words with Min-woo in the middle of my mind. Minwoo went into his son’s room. I had to go into the master bedroom and masturbate again.
———- End of Jang Hee-jin’s point of view ———-