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Chapter 96. And Nothing Happened... 

"Whoa—?" 

As Yumi Aunt’s body tilted, her massive breasts jiggled wildly with even the slightest movement. Just then, her body, swaying from side to side, started to fall right toward the table with the grill on top. 

I practically threw the plates I was holding onto the table and lunged to catch her before she could fall. 

"Aunt!" 

"Mommy—!!" 

Clatter! 

The quiet living room was suddenly filled with our urgent shouts and the sharp clatter of plates colliding, as my outstretched arm wrapped around Yumi Aunt’s back, supporting her just before she fell. 

Up to this point, nothing truly problematic had happened—but then, something occurred that was enough to fluster us both. 

Squeeze! 

As my hand slipped slightly from her back, it brushed her heavy breast. But even more, as she lost her balance, her flailing hand landed right on my crotch. 

Not just a light touch—like someone grabbing a lifeline in a crisis, she gripped my half-erect, thick shaft tightly. 

She squeezed so hard that for a moment, the shock almost made me drop her. The two of us ended up in a pose like a tango dip, her body arched back in my arms. 

As her head, which had been thrown back, returned upright, our eyes met in midair. 

Her eyes were wide with shock, but almost instantly, her pupils shrank and her face flushed red. 

She quickly pulled herself out of my arms and released her grip on my crotch. 

"T-thank you, Jaejun... You saved me." 

"I just did what anyone would do... Are you sure you’re not hurt?" 

"Yeah, I’m fine..." 

Her voice trembled slightly as she thanked me, and as I asked if she was okay, I saw her gaze drift downward. 

Her eyes slid quickly past my chest and stomach, stopping at my crotch. 

After the contact, my cock was now fully hard, its outline straining against my pants, the band stretched tight. 

Her eyes locked on the lewd, masculine bulge. 

Soon, the shock from the "accident" was replaced by a different kind of surprise, and I could sense a sticky excitement in her gaze—just like when Suna noona or the supply sergeant first realized the size of my cock. 

Then, as she couldn’t tear her eyes away from my bulging erection, she suddenly flinched, pulled her gaze up, and spoke. 

"Ahem... Jaejun, you should go rest now. Don’t worry about cleaning up, just go." 

"Uh, wait a second..." 

She coughed and, clearly flustered, told me to head back to my quarters, practically shoving me out the door. 

Since the mood had been building toward something more, I’d been full of anticipation—but now it was like I’d just chugged a bowl of kimchi juice for nothing. 

Thump, thump, thump! 

My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst, my face burning hot. 

Not since my daughter hit puberty had I felt this way out of excitement rather than anger. 

Unconsciously, I looked down at my left hand, recalling the vivid sensation: the thickness, the hardness, the veins bulging under the fabric, the heat radiating even through clothes... 

Unlike my husband’s, which I could barely remember, Jaejun’s was pure "male"—his cock... 

Then, still feeling that intense sensation, my left hand slowly slipped between my thighs. 

Squeeze! 

"Ahhh..." 

Just like when I’d grabbed that thick, hard thing, I squeezed my whole pussy, and a lewd moan escaped my lips for the first time in ages. 

For a moment, I was lost in the thrill, pressing my hand to my private parts in the middle of the living room, but I quickly snapped out of it and started cleaning up, hoping that keeping busy would make the feeling fade. 

After washing all the piled-up dishes, I tried to cool my still-heated body with a cold shower. 

Sssshhh... 

As cold water poured over my head, my troubled mind began to settle. 

But thoughts of Jaejun’s "thing" kept popping up, and I shook my head to try to clear them. 

"What am I even thinking..." 

I scolded myself for feeling this way about Sohyun unni’s son, my subordinate, but as I rubbed under my large breasts, my left hand slipped and brushed my nipple. 

Twitch! 

The sensation was so sharp it shot straight to my brain. 

Startled by the unexpected pleasure, I looked down and saw my nipple, swollen and bright pink, standing tall. 

Not just my nipple—even my areola was puffy, like a steamed bun. I wondered at the cause, but soon my left hand, driven by desire, started moving on its own. 

Rub, rub... 

First, I traced the edge of my areola, then slowly moved inward, stimulating myself. 

As my body heated up again, my right hand joined my left on my breasts, both nipples and areolas now being teased. 

When my finger finally flicked my hardened nipple— 

"Ahhh..." 

Twitch! 

The sensitive nub bent under my touch, and a jolt of pleasure shot through my body, making me bite my lip to stifle a moan. 

At the same time, I felt something gush from my pussy. 

Though I couldn’t see it past my large breasts, as a married woman with a teenage daughter, I knew instantly it was my juices. 

‘Not only am I turned on by my friend’s son, I even squirted...’ 

For a moment I thought I shouldn’t feel this way, but my aroused body didn’t care about "morals"—it only wanted more pleasure. 

Driven by the heat, I pinched my thick, erect nipple with both index fingers. 

As soon as I twisted the swollen pink nub, a wave of pleasure crashed over me, far stronger than before. 

"Ahhhhhh!" 

Splash! Squirt, squirt, squirt! 

My whole body shook as if in convulsions, and a jet of juices shot from my pussy, splattering even the wall with the showerhead. 

"Gasp, gasp..." 

Twitch... 

Catching my breath, I savored a bliss I’d never felt even with my husband. Then, the left hand that had gripped Jaejun’s big cock now moved lower. 

Soaked not with water but with my own slippery juices, my fingers slipped into my hot, needy pussy. 

I knew I shouldn’t, but all I could think of was Jaejun’s thick cock, wishing it was inside me instead of my thin fingers.