0134. A Loving Family (Gyuri)

“Is this enough?”

Jinwoo pulled money out of the ATM and handed it to Seulgi.

“Yeah, thanks~ But Jinwoo, your usual behavior seems very different from what you answered in the survey that day. Did you fill it out correctly? Will it be different when it actually happens? Hehe.”

Seulgi said playfully as she took the money from Jinwoo.

“What?”

Jinwoo, not understanding what Seulgi was saying, responded with confusion.

“Well… you’ll find out gradually~ So, you said you’re going on a double date with my sister and her friends this weekend? I thought it wouldn’t happen, but you’re actually doing it with my sister?”

Seulgi changed the topic abruptly, not caring whether Jinwoo understood her or not.

“Oh… that… you heard?”

Jinwoo felt uneasy, thinking that Seulgi’s questions might have sexual implications.

“Even if I didn’t hear, I know everything, like I have a crystal ball~ Hehehe.”

Seulgi teased Jinwoo again, laughing so hard her small body shook.

Jinwoo felt slightly intimidated by Seulgi’s laughter.

Jinwoo realized from Daeho’s words that there might be some trick to Seulgi’s predictions.

But a part of Jinwoo still couldn’t completely dismiss the thought that Seulgi might actually have some special ability to uncover secrets about his family.

“Stop joking about stuff like that! Someone who doesn’t know might think it’s true!”

Jinwoo spoke as if whining to his sisters or mom.

“Oh, really? Our Jinwoo is quite innocent in that area, huh?”

Seulgi kept teasing Jinwoo, laughing at him.

Jinwoo looked at Seulgi with a troubled expression, feeling ashamed.

“But is Sohee okay?”

Seulgi asked, as if suddenly remembering, while laughing as if enjoying herself.

“What… what about her?”

Jinwoo was flustered by the sudden mention of Sohee’s name from Seulgi.

“Sohee’s going too this time, right?! On Friday!”

Seulgi declared as if announcing Jinwoo’s fate with a clear voice.

Jinwoo felt like the uncertain future had been decided by Seulgi’s words.

Sohee had no intention of canceling her plans with her friends on Friday.

Countless climaxes and orgasms from the previous night.

Even though he had held Sohee in his arms like a madman all night, Sohee returned to her usual self by the time she left the house.

“Uh… Sohee is going too… this time…”

Jinwoo admitted reluctantly to Seulgi with a heavy and bitter feeling.

His face turned gloomy, his shoulders drooped.

Seulgi reached out to comfort Jinwoo, gently patting his head.

“It’ll be okay~ Don’t worry~”

Seulgi looked at Jinwoo with a warm smile.

Jinwoo couldn’t push away Seulgi’s comforting touch and stood there for a while.

A vague and familiar sense of comfort.

**

After school.

Daeho, who was supposed to follow Seulgi, had something important to do and left Jinwoo in charge of his mom, disappearing somewhere in a hurry.

Daeho’s sudden disappearance right after school, leaving his mom with Jinwoo without even going to play with Seulgi, left Jinwoo feeling inexplicably empty.

Was Jinwoo secretly hoping Daeho would try something with Seulgi?

Jinwoo shook his head side to side, trying to shake off the dangerous fantasies.

After all, Daeho had asked him, and he was worried about Aunt Gyuri, so Jinwoo headed straight to Daeho’s house.

Daeho’s words during the break on the rooftop kept swirling around in Jinwoo’s mind.

-About the contract…-

The slave contract of Aunt Gyuri was placed in the briefcase so that Daeho could easily find it.

And it was written from the owner’s point of view…

The existence of another contract that cannot be confirmed.

What was Daeho thinking when he told Jinwoo about that?

Thinking back, Daeho had started to notice the master-slave relationship between Aunt Gyuri and his father even before discovering the slave contract.

By the time he found the explicit sexual tools in the master bedroom and the humiliating play in the kitchen, Daeho had already grasped his parents’ perverted tendencies.

Of course, at that time, Daeho might have dismissed such relationships as mere hot marital play or pranks.

But his parents’ perverted acts and evidence stimulated Daeho’s curiosity, leading him to eventually find the slave contract.

Along with the shocking past of Aunt Gyuri recorded in it.

It also contained details about Jinwoo’s father.

The slave contract of Aunt Gyuri, prominently placed in the briefcase.

Did Aunt Gyuri, knowing that Daeho had found the contract, put the newly renewed contract back in the briefcase?

Why did she do that?

Jinwoo recalled the conversations he had with Aunt Gyuri during their noon sex.

The possible location of his mother’s slave contract hidden somewhere in the house.

If his mother had made a slave contract with his father, where would she have put it?

Like Aunt Gyuri, had his mother placed it somewhere Jinwoo or his sisters could find?

His mother’s unkept promise…

Suddenly, Jinwoo felt as if loosely connected contexts and flows were etched into his mind like scars.

Oddly twisted fragments.

Inside Jinwoo, those fragments were slowly emerging with a faint outline.

Jinwoo’s body started to heat up with inexplicable excitement.

**

Jinwoo arrived in front of Daeho’s house.

The front door was still open.

Jinwoo’s cock was getting tense even before seeing the open front door.

Though barely covered by his school uniform jacket draped over his arm, its grandeur was noticeable if looked at closely.

Aunt Gyuri might still be bound on the sofa in a cat-like posture with a huge dildo stuffed inside her.

He could push his cock back into Aunt Gyuri’s pussy once again.

Just imagining it brought a tense and ejaculation-like feeling to Jinwoo’s cock.

But this time, there were a few things Jinwoo had to confirm with Aunt Gyuri.

Calming himself, Jinwoo cautiously entered Daeho’s house.

Taking off his shoes, Jinwoo headed straight to the living room.

An empty sofa and a neatly organized floor.

Jinwoo was bewildered by the atmosphere that seemed to have changed.

“Oh my, Jinwoo, you’re here?”

A voice came from the kitchen.

Standing there was Aunt Gyuri, neatly dressed in indoor attire.

A gray pleated skirt slightly covering her ankles.

A blue loose-fitting long-sleeve shirt with a fluttery feel.

It was unimaginable that just a few hours ago, she had been naked and bound in a humiliating pose on the sofa…

Aunt Gyuri greeted Jinwoo with a gentle smile and a dignified outfit.

“Oh… hello!”

Jinwoo hastily adjusted his cover and greeted her as usual, flustered.

“Where’s Daeho? Didn’t he come with you?”

Aunt Gyuri spoke to Jinwoo as she always did.

“Oh, yes! He said he had something to do, so…”

Jinwoo responded, glancing at Aunt Gyuri’s neck down to her ankles.

The sensual naked flesh of Aunt Gyuri that had been completely exposed and under Jinwoo just a few hours ago…

Aunt Gyuri’s voluptuous naked flesh was now wrapped incongruously under the thin fabric.

Jinwoo felt a mix of irrational resentment and even a sense of injustice.

After a few glances at Aunt Gyuri’s body, Jinwoo’s cock tensed up.

“Then do you want to wait in Daeho’s room until he comes back? You must be tired from school.”

Aunt Gyuri acted as if nothing had happened with Jinwoo at noon, maintaining her shameless act.

“Ah… yes… but it seems like it might take him a while.”

Jinwoo tried to reassure her.

“Really? Where did he go? He’s been roaming around without a word lately!”

Aunt Gyuri asked, genuinely curious.

“Well, I don’t really know, but it seems like it will take him a few more hours.”

Jinwoo assured Aunt Gyuri that they had plenty of time until Daeho returned.

“Well… then, do you want some tea? How about green tea?”

But Aunt Gyuri, with an awkward smile, continued her act.

“Ah… yes… could I have some?”

Jinwoo replied as he sat at the kitchen table, still trying to cover himself.

Originally, Jinwoo had planned to undress and insert his cock into the bound Aunt Gyuri upon entering the house.

Regretting giving Aunt Gyuri the key late, Jinwoo watched her back as she boiled the tea.

Jinwoo contemplated whether he should just attack Aunt Gyuri.

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