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Chapter 98. Just the Two of Us, Site Reconnaissance (2) 

Yumi Aunt’s gaze lingered on the thick bulge of my cock running down my left thigh for about three seconds. 

That short—yet long—awkward moment passed, and she turned away, her face flushed, and spoke in a trembling voice. 

“Uh… um… th-then let’s get these drinks, and… should we look at some snacks…?” 

Instead of getting angry or reacting to my provocation, she chose to hurriedly escape the situation. 

Her voluptuous breasts and hips swayed as she quickly moved to the snack aisle. Unlike her usual charismatic demeanor, she was flustered and her face was bright red. 

“Hmph…” 

I almost laughed at how cute she looked, and followed her to the snack aisle—still not bothering to hide my raging erection. 

“Aunt, should we get some bread with the snacks?” 

“Uh, sure… Jaejun, pick whatever you want…” 

Unlike before, when she’d carefully browsed the drink selection, she just grabbed two random snack bags and headed straight for the register. 

When I called out and suggested we get bread too, she instinctively turned around—catching another glimpse of my hard bulge and growing even more flustered as she hurried to pay. 

‘Aunt’s really interested in my cock, too.’ 

Even in that brief moment, I could see her gaze drawn to the deep inside of my left thigh, confirming that she, too, was just another female unable to resist a big cock. 

After this little incident, we got back on the road to Yeoncheon. Before the convenience store, Yumi Aunt had been chatting almost nonstop, but now she was silent. I, too, was different. 

Throb… throb… 

My cock, still hard and running down my left thigh, was boldly outlined through my uniform pants, right next to her. I could feel her sneaking glances at my crotch as she stared out the window. 

Even I sometimes marveled at its size—so it was only natural for a married woman who’d had men before to be interested… 

As she kept stealing more and more heated glances at my bulge, a large SUV suddenly cut in front of us. 

“Whoa?” 

Screeech! 

“Damn…!” 

The crazy driver cut in without signaling, and I slammed on the brakes, barely avoiding a collision. 

“Whew, that guy’s nuts…” 

“Uh… Jaejun…” 

Squeeze. 

Relieved we’d avoided an accident, I let out a sigh and a curse. But then, I felt a warm, full sensation on my right hand, which had shot out toward the passenger seat during the sudden stop. 

When I looked over, Yumi Aunt’s face was even redder than when she saw my bulge in the store—and my right hand was gripping her left breast. 

I was squeezing her huge, watermelon-sized breast so hard that even her bra was deformed under my fingers. 

Feeling the real thing for the first time, the sensation became crystal clear and overwhelming in my mind. Even with my large hand, I couldn’t grasp half of it, and her breast pushed back against my palm with a springy, bouncy resilience. 

‘Amazing…’ 

It was truly a “god-given breast,” and I couldn’t help but squeeze a little harder for a moment… 

“Jaejun, your hand…” 

She grabbed my hand, her expression pleading for me to let go. Reluctantly, I released her breast. 

I awkwardly pulled my hand away and offered a half-excuse to the blushing aunt. 

“That car cut in so suddenly, I didn’t want you to get hurt… Are you okay?” 

“Yes, I’m fine. Thank goodness there wasn’t an accident.” 

Instead of apologizing for grabbing the breast of my superior, my mom’s friend, and a married woman, I just asked if she was okay—a question that could easily be interpreted as “Is it okay if I touch your breast?” 

Normally, the battalion commander would have gotten angry, but now, she just gently rubbed her breast where I’d touched it and smiled, saying she was fine. 

Soon, our camouflaged vehicle was back on the road, but now Yumi Aunt’s gaze lingered even more openly on my bulging crotch. 

‘If things keep going like this, today might really be the day…’ 

Ever since that day I got turned on by Jaejun’s huge thing and had to take care of myself, I’d tried to ignore the rumors about him and the guilty feelings about lusting after my friend’s son. 

“That last time was just an accident, and I was just pent up… I’ll be more careful from now on.” 

So I’d tried to be more careful, even though every time I saw Jaejun at work or at home, I remembered the thrilling sensation in my left hand. 

After about a month of forcing myself to ignore it, it finally got easier to face him. I even felt a sense of relief, though something felt missing. 

But I noticed Jaejun’s face growing gloomier every day in the office, reminding me of my own days as an operations officer, working late and getting chewed out by superiors. 

I felt bad for him and wanted to help, so I came up with the idea of this site reconnaissance. 

I wanted to give him a day out of the office, so I went to the operations office and arranged for him to come along. 

The next day, after rescuing him from the overworked operations chief, we chatted like family on the drive to Pocheon. Out in the sun, he looked much brighter. 

We stopped at a convenience store for snacks, and as I picked out a drink, I heard him say, “I think that’s a 1+1 deal?” 

I turned instinctively toward his voice and saw, right in front of me, the “monster cock” I thought I’d forgotten. 

It looked even thicker than my forearm, running down his thigh, the outline of the head and shaft bulging against his uniform. 

My mind went blank, and I froze, feeling a tremor deep in my belly and heat rushing through my body. My left hand tingled with the memory of that sensation. 

Today was going to require a lot of self-control. 

After barely managing to look away and get back in the car, I tried to focus straight ahead, but my eyes kept drifting to his crotch. Sitting down made his bulge even more obvious. 

‘It’s at least twice—no, maybe three times—bigger than my husband’s…’ 

I couldn’t help staring at a cock that was at least twice as big as my husband’s. 

Then, as I was lost in thought, a car on our right sped up and cut in front of us. 

“Whoa?” 

Screech! 

Squeeze. 

As the brakes screeched, something from the driver’s seat reached out and touched my left breast.