"I told Gyuri about it~ She said she'll be home in the afternoon, so swing by after school and pick up the eye mask."
As he was getting ready to go to the school, Jinwoo's mom told him.
"Yeah! Got it! I just need to pick up the eye mask, right? I'll be back."
"Okay~ Take care~"
With his mom's farewell, Jinwoo left the house.
When he arrived at the school classroom, he saw Seul-gi and Daeho bickering again.
"It's like Shiva and Parvati being two separate beings but sharing the same body! If one does it, it's as if they both did!"
Daeho was spouting some bizarre crap, as usual.
"It's as meaningless as trying to distinguish the taste between the left and right front leg meat."
Seul-gi countered Daeho's words with a bit of a sarcastic tone.
"No!! This is as important as being able to distinguish between men and women! Even if the taste is similar, a pig is a pig, and a human is a human!!"
Daeho, clearly annoyed by Seul-gi's reaction, ramped up his energy and argued passionately.
"Yeah, yeah~ What an inclusive yet narrow-minded way of thinking~"
Seul-gi mockingly dismissed his rant.
"Hmph! Kids like you will never understand, even if you die and come back to life," Daeho grumbled.
He expressed his frustration at Seul-gi's attitude.
Seul-gi responded with an American-style shrug, holding her palms upward.
Jinwoo couldn't immediately grasp their conversation but thought it was fine as it was.
**
Lunchtime
While eating at the cafeteria, Jinwoo stopped by the campus store to tell Daeho about the errand for his mom's eye mask.
"Mom told Aunt Gyuri to get an eye mask, so let's go to your place together after this."
"Ah, sorry, but you'll have to go alone today. Something came up after school."
Daeho felt sorry that he couldn't go back with him as something important had come up.
That's not like him, Jinwoo thought.
"I'll show you something cool instead."
Daeho took out his smartphone, opened his messages, and sent Jinwoo a photo.
"What's it this time?"
Jinwoo, expecting some rare erotica or something similar from Daeho, touched the phone screen and was shocked.
On the smartphone screen was a photo of an ass with red handprints.
The background was Daeho's kitchen.
It was indeed Aunt Gyuri.
The ass had multiple layers of red handprints, swollen as if bruised.
Between the plump, white ass cheeks, a tiny black panty barely covered the area.
Jinwoo spoke to Daeho with a mix of surprise, admiration, and envy.
"Are you really okay with this?"
Daeho grinned and replied.
"This was this morning. Seems like my mom's a real masochist, you know? She gets more excited when treated roughly. After hitting her a few times, I told her to stay still and then pulled down her skirt, and she just stood there without a word, even as I blatantly took photos~."
Just hearing the story, Jinwoo could imagine Aunt Gyuri's expression.
"And after that, mom treated me normally, which felt really weird. You get what I mean?... Hmm... But she could've given me the eye mask for school. I wonder why she didn't say anything when I left this morning..."
Daeho trailed off, mumbling to himself.
Now that he thought about it, Daeho was right.
If she had given the eye mask to Daeho to bring to school, there was no need for Jinwoo to go to their house.
"Whatever, just handle it. It's up to you."
Daeho pointed at the smartphone screen.
Jinwoo looked at the photo of Aunt Gyuri again, his heart racing with anticipation.
* * *
So, after class, Jinwoo headed to Daeho's house alone.
Upon arriving and ringing the doorbell, Aunt Gyuri greeted him.
"Welcome, Jinwoo~"
She was dressed in a hot pink tank top and gray leggings, apparently having just finished yoga.
Her fit and well-rounded curves were clearly visible.
Jinwoo's face flushed slightly at the sight of her outfit.
He scanned Aunt Gyuri's ample chest, plump hips, and thighs before looking up to greet her.
"Hello, I'm here on an errand for mom."
With her soft, gentle eyes, Aunt Gyuri gave her characteristic kind smile.
"Sure~ I've got it ready, so come in and have a drink first."
Entering the house, Jinwoo noticed a yoga mat in the living room.
On the kitchen table was a small shopping bag, likely containing the eye mask.
Aunt Gyuri led him to the table. Peeking inside the bag, Jinwoo saw a purple silk eye mask.
Aunt Gyuri took some orange juice from the fridge, poured it into a glass, and carefully brought it over to him.
"You know... were you surprised yesterday?"
"Huh?"
"Daeho tends to go a bit too far with his pranks..."
"Oh, that?"
Jinwoo pretended not to care.
"Does he really think of his mom as a toy... I've tried scolding him, but he doesn't listen, so lately, I've just been letting it go. But I never thought he would do that in front of you, Jinwoo! It's a bit strange, isn't it? A son hitting his mom's butt?"
Aunt Gyuri was clearly trying to explain away yesterday's situation.
Jinwoo, feeling that he had come for this very reason, reassured her.
"It's okay. I was a bit shocked at first when I saw it, but afterwards, I thought it could happen. And to be honest, I was a bit jealous."
"What?"
Aunt Gyuri seemed a bit taken aback.
"It looked like Daeho is close with his mom. I can't even imagine playing around like that with my mom."
"Ah~ I see~ Well, if you think of it as playing around like friends of the same age, it can seem like a close and informal mother-son relationship. But still, it was quite embarrassing doing that in front of you."
"Don't worry about it. Now, I actually think it's nice to see something like that."
Aunt Gyuri nodded with a slightly troubled expression and then said,
"But you haven't told anyone else, right? I appreciate that you think that way, Jinwoo, but if that kind of thing gets around the neighborhood, I really wouldn't be able to show my face..."
Jinwoo recalled the photo of Aunt Gyuri's ass that he had received at the school.
The plump ass was reddened with palm prints.
According to Daeho, Aunt Gyuri had masochistic tendencies.
Getting hit on the ass by her son and having her skirt pulled off to take pictures while trembling with excitement seemed to confirm that it wasn't just talk.
Jinwoo thought to himself, maybe she actually enjoys such situations? He replied, "Don't worry about that, I'll keep it to myself."
"Thanks, Jinwoo~ Aren't you hungry? There's some cake left from yesterday, should I get you some?"
Relieved, Aunt Gyuri regained her warm smile.
"It's okay, but it looks like you were exercising?"
"Yes, I've been doing yoga lately! Being home all the time, I feel like my body is getting sluggish."
"That must be the secret to your great figure."
"Oh really? Jinwoo, do you think I have a nice body?"
Aunt Gyuri smiled brightly.
"Yes, you have a slim waist and your butt is big and pretty. I can see why Daeho would want to hit it."
Jinwoo blatantly flirted, curious to see her reaction, knowing her tendencies.
"Uh..uh..thank you."
Aunt Gyuri seemed slightly flustered.
"Can you show me something?"
"What.. what do you want to see?"
"Your yoga."
"Oh- yoga? You want to see me do yoga?"
"Yes."
"Actually, it feels a bit embarrassing to do it in front of you, Jinwoo."
"If you're embarrassed, what about that time when Daeho hit your butt... Besides, I promise to keep it a secret like I said I would to other people."
Jinwoo boldly tried a not-so-subtle blackmail approach.
Aunt Gyuri looked at him with a slightly surprised expression.
"Uh?..Uh well, if that's the case, I guess there's no helping it. Showing you isn't hard."
She walked over to the yoga mat and knelt down.
"First, I'll do the bat pose."
Aunt Gyuri faced Jinwoo, spread her legs sideways, and leaned forward. The cleavage from her tank top was fully visible.
"This is called the bat pose because it helps make the pelvis flexible. It's an exercise that strengthens the inner leg muscles and ligaments. You lean forward like this, close your eyes, and feel the muscles around your pelvis, lumbar, and spine changing."
While speaking, Aunt Gyuri's eyes were closed, and her slightly bent-down face was really flushed red.
"You are very flexible. It's beautiful."
"Uh..Uh, thank you."
Aunt Gyuri maintained her posture, slightly lifted her head, opened her eyes, and smiled at Jinwoo.
As Jinwoo saw her flushed face and the deep cleavage, he felt a gradual firmness in his groin.
"Then you lean down like this, feel the stretch, and repeat the process of coming back up, but since it's just a quick show for you, Jinwoo, I'll stop here and show you another pose."
"Okay, that sounds good."
Aunt Gyuri adjusted her posture and closed her eyes again.
She then knelt and lifted her thighs, bending her upper body backward.
She grabbed her ankles with her hands and supported her upper body with her arms.
"This is called the camel pose. It strengthens the spine, hip joints, and neck muscles. It also helps make the butt firm."
Aunt Gyuri's large breasts were pressed into a beautiful shape against the stretched tank top.
"Wow~ Beautiful. I've thought this before, but you have a very pretty body."
Jinwoo genuinely admired her.
"Is that so? Thanks for seeing me that way."
"Sorry to ask, but may I take a photo of you doing yoga?"
Jinwoo gathered his courage to ask.
"What? Why would you want a photo?"
"Because your body is so beautiful, I'd love to have a photo of it... Is that okay?"
After a pause, Aunt Gyuri responded.
"Alright~ I'm okay with you taking photos. But you must promise not to show them to anyone else, okay? It's embarrassing."
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret from Daeho too."
Jinwoo stood up, took out his smartphone, and began to take pictures.
Initially, he took full-body shots, but gradually he focused more on highlighting specific areas.
He changed angles to emphasize her breasts, ass, thighs, calves, neck, collarbone, stomach, and even the front mound.
The sound of the smartphone camera clicking seemed to resonate through Aunt Gyuri's entire body.
Still with a flushed face and eyes closed, after a while of being photographed, Aunt Gyuri, with a trembling voice as if seeking permission, asked Jinwoo, "Is... is that enough?"
Jinwoo responded as if satisfied.
"Yes, they look great. Do you have any other poses?"
Aunt Gyuri knelt down again, caught her breath slightly, and adjusted her posture.
"Next, I'll do the cat pose."
Regaining her composure, Aunt Gyuri knelt down and placed her hands forward, going into a doggy style position.
Seemingly feeling no need for further explanation, she simply held the pose without speaking.
In that position, she arched her back downwards, accentuating her ass provocatively.
Jinwoo felt like his breath was taken away.
Aunt Gyuri then lifted her spine upwards and bowed her head, creating a curved back.
She repeated the motion of pushing her hips down and lifting her head up.
As Jinwoo continued taking photos, his arousal was evident regardless of whether Aunt Gyuri noticed or not; it seemed as though nothing else mattered.
Jinwoo made a request to Aunt Gyuri.
"Auntie, could you push your waist down and hold that position? That pose looks really beautiful."
"...Like this?"
Following Jinwoo's request, Aunt Gyuri pushed her waist down and looked back at him for confirmation.
"Yes, that's good, but could you push it down a little more like this..."
Jinwoo approached and pressed down firmly on her lower back.
He felt Aunt Gyuri flinch under his touch.
Then, he moved closer to her ass and started taking pictures more explicitly.
"Um... Jinwoo?"
Aunt Gyuri called out to Jinwoo, who was blatantly focusing on her ass.
"Yes?"
"Could you send those pictures to me later? I'm curious to see how they turned out."
Jinwoo momentarily tensed, thinking he was being reprimanded, but relaxed when he realized that wasn't the case.
"Yes, of course."
Despite his explicit focus on her ass, he wasn't being stopped.
Instead, she was curious and asked to see the photos later.
Answering her, Jinwoo felt a surge of confidence.
"Auntie, could you now lower your upper body down to the floor, keep your knees as they are, and lift your butt a bit more?"
Jinwoo was now requesting a pose that was no longer about yoga.
It was a vulnerable, submissive position that symbolized submission and humiliation.
Unsure if Aunt Gyuri understood the implication, she obediently followed Jinwoo's instructions.
"Like this?"
She completely lowered her upper body, brought her fingers together, placed them on the floor, and supported her face.
Jinwoo wrapped his entire palm around the side of Aunt Gyuri's waist with one hand, while with the other, he firmly pressed down on her back. He could feel her body trembling slightly.
"Are you finding it hard? Your body seems to be shaking, are you okay?"
"Mm, I'm fine~" Aunt Gyuri replied, her voice quivering with a breathy quality.
Jinwoo then boldly patted her ass with his palm, making a smacking sound, and told her, "Try to lift your ass a little more."
Aunt Gyuri, trembling, tried to raise her ass even higher.
Jinwoo kept one hand on her ass while ensuring his hand was visible in the photos he took. Her trembling seemed to intensify.
Jinwoo thought about striking her ass with his hand but hesitated. His heart felt like it was about to burst.
'What if she gets angry? What if she tells my mom, then it's really over.'
A monologue of hesitant thoughts filled Jinwoo's head.
"Is... is that enough?"
Having hesitated for a while and struggling to maintain the pose, Aunt Gyuri asked while still prone.
"Ah.. yes, that's enough, thank you."
Jinwoo, somewhat startled, quickly stepped away from her.
Aunt Gyuri seemed to be catching her breath as she stood up and fanned her flushed face with her palms.
Jinwoo sat down on a chair, unable to make eye contact with Aunt Gyuri, hastily covering his erection.
Aunt Gyuri opened the refrigerator, took out a water bottle, and poured herself a drink.
After some time, as his erection subsided a bit, Jinwoo said, "I should probably get going."
"Are you leaving already?"
"Yes."
"Okay then, tell your mom to enjoy the eye mask."
"Thank you for today."
"Yeah, I had fun too. Send those pictures right away, okay? You know my number?"
Smiling, Aunt Gyuri saw him at the door, leaving Jinwoo with feelings of regret and self-reproach for not having spanked her.
'What a coward,' he thought.
As he crouched down to put on his shoes, he chastised himself, thinking he might regret this moment for the rest of his life.
This time, with a newfound resolution he had never felt before, Jinwoo called out to Aunt Gyuri as if giving a command.
"Aunt Gyuri!"
"Yes?"
"Please turn around for a moment."
"Uh... Okay..."
Aunt Gyuri, after standing still for a moment and likely realizing what Jinwoo was about to do, blushed again and quietly turned around without objection.
Jinwoo stood up, quietly placed his hand on Aunt Gyuri's ass, and after patting it a few times, he suddenly raised his hand and struck down with all his might.
Smack!
"Ah~"
Aunt Gyuri's body flinched, and a breathy gasp escaped her lips.
Jinwoo immediately opened the front door and almost ran out of Daeho's house.
-Now that he had actually done it, he didn't know how to face Aunt Gyuri afterwards-
'How will I ever look at Aunt Gyuri again?'
Considering Daeho's case, it seemed it would be fine to act as usual, but Jinwoo felt incredibly awkward about his own actions.
Shortly after, Jinwoo's smartphone buzzed with a message notification.
'Can you send the pictures?'
It was from Aunt Gyuri.
Jinwoo sent the photos in sequence.
Then, he noticed the photo of Aunt Gyuri's bare ass in panties that Daeho had given him at lunch.
After some hesitation, Jinwoo decided to send that picture to Aunt Gyuri as the last one.
The "1" next to the photo disappeared, and for a long while, Aunt Gyuri didn't respond.
Then the message notification sounded again, and it read: 'Thanks! Come visit again~!!'