The meal that followed was awkward, with Evan struggling to keep his eyes off Noh Ayla. He felt like he was walking on eggshells, afraid of what she might say or do next. But to his surprise, Noh Ayla was warm and welcoming, almost as if she had forgotten the previous encounter. Evan was torn between relief and guilt, unsure of how to navigate this new dynamic.
As the days turned into weeks, Evan found himself avoiding Noh Ayla's house, afraid of facing her again. But Noh Min's enthusiasm eventually wore him down, and he found himself back at their house, trying to put on a brave face. Noh Ayla was just as warm and friendly as before, and Evan felt a mix of relief and guilt as he tried to navigate this new reality.
But the truth was, he couldn't shake off the memory of what had happened. He felt like he was living in a dream, unsure of how to confront the reality of his actions. He wanted to tell Noh Min the truth, but was afraid of how he would react. The secret weighed heavily on his mind, a constant reminder of the incident that had changed everything.
As he sat there, sipping his tea, Evan felt a sense of unease wash over him. He knew he couldn't keep this secret forever, but he was afraid of the consequences.
He wanted to be honest with Noh Min, but was worried about how he would react. The weight of the secret hung over him, a constant reminder of the incident that had changed everything.
It was a moment of stunned silence as Noh Ayla descended from the upstairs, her transformation a sight to behold. She had changed into a black, tight silk miniskirt that hugged her curvaceous body, accentuating her plump figure.
Her round and tall breasts, paired with her plump buttocks, were connected by her slender waist, forming an alluring S-shaped curve that seemed to draw the eye inexorably.
Although Noh Ayla's breasts were not as large as Jennifer's, her smaller frame made them appear even more spectacular and eye-catching.
Evan was taken aback, his gaze fixed on the captivating sight before him.
What a ravishing mature woman, one that could leave even the most seasoned individual weak in the knees. He couldn't help but wonder how Noh Min must have felt, facing such a voluptuous mother walking around the house every day.
If it were him, he would probably be so overwhelmed that he would want to retreat into a world of his own, where such desires didn't exist.
After all, if such an attractive and beautiful mature woman was his mother, it would be even more torturous for him not to have any forbidden thoughts in front of her.
As the two men gazed up at her, Noh Ayla smiled charmingly and said in a sweet, melodious voice: "Do you think I look good in this? Noh Min's father had someone buy it from the south, and he said it's the most popular item now. It's just that it's a little too revealing. I don't dare to wear it out." As she spoke, she turned around in front of the two men, her movements fluid and confident.
Evan couldn't help but swallow, his eyes widening in admiration as he nodded subconsciously and said, "Aunt Ayla, this dress is truly stunning." In fact, the short skirt didn't reveal too much of her body, but its tight fit allowed it to showcase Noh Ayla's sexy curves all the more effectively, making her feel exposed and vulnerable.
Hearing Evan's praise, Noh Ayla looked at him with a happy smile and said in a sweet voice: "Okay, I'll go cook for you two. You guys play by yourselves for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving the two men to their own devices. Noh Min and Evan turned around and walked towards the room, their footsteps echoing through the hallway.
It was then that Noh Min suddenly turned back to Evan and asked: "Evan, who do you think is prettier, my mother or Jennifer?" Evan was taken aback, unsure why Noh Min would ask such a question.
In his opinion, Jennifer was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
Although Noh Ayla was not as beautiful as Jennifer, she was more charming and attractive, with a certain je ne sais quoi that seemed to captivate people.
The two men walked into the bedroom, where they found a computer placed where the game console used to be. This was the computer that Noh Min's father had just bought for him, a sleek and powerful machine that seemed to hum with energy.
Noh Min closed the door, turned on the computer, and started a movie.
Two snow-white bodies suddenly appeared on the screen, entwined in a passionate embrace, their moans and gasps filling the room with a sensual intensity.
"Where did you find this movie?" Evan asked, his voice laced with shock and a hint of embarrassment. He quickly asked Noh Min to turn down the volume, not wanting Noh Ayla to hear the explicit sounds emanating from the screen.
"I found it on a website," Noh Min replied with a mischievous grin. "It has everything." This was the kind of content he had been wanting to share with Evan, something that would push the boundaries of their usual Category III movies.
But the film seemed to be from Japan, a country notorious for its explicit content. It was a taboo tale of a son who harbored a secret crush on his mother, one that he acted upon in the most intimate of ways.
As the son's hands reached out to claim his mother's body, Evan felt his own body respond, his penis suddenly becoming erect as he remembered the time he had inserted it into Noh Ayla's vagina in the bathroom.
He quickly covered it with his hands, his face burning with embarrassment, but he couldn't help but notice that Noh Min's penis was also erect, his breathing a little rapid as he watched the scene unfold on the screen.
Could it be that he had the same idea about his mother?
The thought sent a shiver down Evan's spine, leaving him feeling both excited and uneasy. He glanced over at Noh Min, wondering if his friend was thinking the same thing, but all he saw was a look of rapt attention, his eyes fixed on the screen as the two snow-white bodies continued their passionate dance.
It was a peculiar evening that had unfolded after watching the pornographic film, leaving the two of them in an uncomfortable silence.
Perhaps some things were indeed taboo, and it was better to keep them locked away in the recesses of one's mind, unspoken and unexplored.
Noh Ayla had taken the initiative to cook a sumptuous feast, her hands moving deftly as she arranged the dishes on the table.
She would periodically glance at Evan, her eyes sparkling with warmth, and he couldn't help but feel his heart racing in response.
Evan had a sense that something was about to unfold, a feeling that had been building up inside him.
If it were yesterday, he might have been more excited, but he had made a promise to Jennifer to turn over a new leaf, and... Evan's gaze drifted towards Noh Min, who sat silently beside him.
This was his buddy's mother, after all. The thought of crossing that boundary was nothing short of abhorrent, a prospect that would make him feel lower than a beast.
After dinner, Noh Ayla let out a languid yawn and announced her intention to retire to bed, leaving Noh Min and Evan to their own devices.
The two boys returned to the bedroom, their eyes scanning the space for something, anything, to capture their attention. It was then that Noh Min clutched his stomach in agony, exclaiming, "Oh, my stomach hurts so much! I need to go to the bathroom!"
Evan watched as his friend stumbled off to the bathroom, only to return a short while later, his face pale and clammy. Evan's expression turned thoughtful as he asked, "Did you someting weird, again?
Otherwise, how come I'm fine? Do you have any medicine at home?" Noh Min shook his head, his voice laced with worry, "I don't know. My mother usually takes care of it." Noh Ayla, as the matriarch of the household, was responsible for managing the domestic chores, while Noh Min's father was often absent, leaving her to bear the brunt of the responsibilities.
Evan instructed Noh Min to be patient while he went to fetch Noh Ayla to retrieve some medicine.
As he ascended to the second floor, he found himself standing outside the door to Noh Min's parents' bedroom, his hand hesitating before knocking gently on the door. "Aunt Ayla... are you asleep?" he called out, his voice barely above a whisper.
The silence that followed was oppressive, and fearing that Noh Min would become anxious, Evan had no choice but to push the door open and peer inside.