Folder of Desire: Dreams Turned Reality

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On the day of filming.

A text message arrived at my cell phone.

It was the massage of the main character, who was none other than Han Sarang.

She was actually my mother-in-law.

[My son-in-law. When will you come? I prepared tea and fruit.]

She really calls me son-in-law.

This is a woman I've never seen before.

But there's no need to go through all that one by one.

The important thing is that Han Sarang was a really cute H-cup MILF.

I immediately started sending her reply.

[Mother-in-law… Haha… I am leaving from home right now.]

When I sent the message with a cute emoticon, her reply came back within seconds.

[Oh. What's wrong with my son-in-law? Are you using all these cute emoticons?]

"Hmm. I guess her personality is different."

I remember the male protagonist in the story as having a somewhat dry personality.

Her fiancé was NTRed, and her marriage was also canceled.

She was probably out of her mind.

However, I can create the character, and that's it.

If there's one thing I learned from the last shoot, it's that it's okay if the background story was not same.

The studio was not particularly obsessed with the original work.

There was no need to follow the existing settings, and the story can be changed as desired.

That was, if it was in an even worse direction.

In that sense, I was just going to proceed with my usual personality.

Because that will make me the most confident and easy to immerse myself in.

[My mother-in-law is this beautiful, so of course I can't help but be cute.]

When I sent a sly reply, her reply came back like a knife.

There was an emoticon of a peach crossing her arms and legs in embarrassment.

It's a joke too. Am I really her son-in-law? Is something pleasant happening?

[Sure. It's a good thing. Would I feel bad about going to see my angelic mother-in-law?]

[Ho Ho. My son-in-law has become a naughty snake too. I made crab sauce today for my son-in-law, but I guess I should go out and buy some beef ^^]

After all, flattery and kindness are essential qualities in life.

How much more grateful would she be for her son-in-law, who broke off his engagement because of his daughter, to be so kind to him?

I texted her a few more times and then drove her home.

I feel sorry for Aran, but I decided to go wearing the suit she bought me in her shopping spree.

After driving for a while, I arrived at an apartment in Seochogu.

As soon as I called her from her entrance, I heard a soft voice like her voice actor.

─Son-in-law. Have you already arrived?

"Of course. I was afraid my mother-in-law would be upset, so I drive on like crazy."

─Are you really my son-in-law? Your voice is also full of energy.

"Haha. Please open the door first. I will meet you face-to-face and greet you properly."

─Yes. Just press Dongsu on the keypad and come in.

Before going in, I poured antijuice, an oral contraceptive, into my mouth.

A slightly bitter licorice scent spread, and a strange heat rose to my lower abdomen.

"Hmm. I feel like there's a lot of semen in my balls."

Now my semen was practically invincible.

It was sticky, thick, non-sperm yogurt semen that tastes like strawberry condensed milk.

No matter how much I pour into someone's womb, I don't have to worry about getting her pregnant.

"Okay. Ready."

Finally, I straightened my hair and clothes and got into the elevator.

It was time to go meet my cute mother-in-law.

* * *

─Tiririk

"Oh, my son-in-law. Why did you come dressed up like this? I don't recognize you because of how handsome you look. Come inside."

My first impression was of a sophisticated and elegant puppy.

If Choi Aran were a fox or a cat.

Han Sarang was like a puppy with soft, downcast eyes.

She had lazy eyes and corners of the mouth that looked like she was always smiling.

Unlike Choi Aran, her warm toned skin was also impressive.

She was wearing a luxurious brown colored parting style.

Her flowing hair falls gracefully enough to slightly cover her chest.

She was also wearing an ebony colored sleeveless knit that suited her calm personality.

The overwhelming volume from the tight material contrasted with her youthful and cute face, arousing tremendous desire.

'… Aran. Sorry. As expected, your Oppa has to fuck a non-virgin.'

'Okay. This is my mother-in-law and this is my mother-in-law.'

Looking at her kind smile makes me feel like she'll listen to anything I ask for.

Also, what about those voluptuous breasts that seem to embrace the world?

It wasn't even just her big breasts.

Her bewitching hips and meaty thighs were stretched out beneath her white H-line skirt.

If Choi Aran has a sexy, glamorous style.

Han Sarang was busty MILF style.

Still, her face was so young and lovely. How could the son-in-law not go crazy?

"How are you? Mother-in-law."

I said hello and tried to give a light hug without feeling pressured.

She seemed embarrassed for a moment by the sudden skinship, but then she naturally hugged me tightly.

"Of course. My son-in-law has become a lot more dependable."

─Todak pat

It was friendly touch that somehow feels comforting.

However, unexpectedly, I felt a shallow desire from that warm touch.

My dick reacted to the thought of making my mother-in-law, who was so gentle and kindhearted, moan like a bitch in heat.

"By the way, is my son-in-law exercising these days?"

As expected from a Pilates instructor, she groped my trained body and admired it.

From her perspective, it must feel like her son-in-law has suddenly changed.

Because the male protagonist of this work was of the thin type and felt weak.

However, although such a body type can gain sympathy, it cannot dominate a woman as a male.

She also looked up and down my body, and her cheeks appeared to be slightly red.

"My body has become really strong."

"I'm trying a lot to change. I can't live in the past forever. You're worried like this, so I need to come to my senses and cheer up. But my mother-in-law is there, so I will rely on you a lot. I'm really grateful."

Then, as I gently grasped both of her hands with my large hands, her blush turned a little redder.

"Well, what? My son-in-law, so of course I have to take care of you. Anyway, I'm glad you are healthy. Come inside quickly."

"Then please excuse me."

I passed by her and touched the tip of her chest with my forearm.

Then she flinched and her shoulders trembled.

By the way, she hasn't met any men since she gave birth.

She chose to be a mother before being a woman.

Although she didn't realize it, she was starving for a hot dick.

After checking for a sensitive reaction, I took off my shoes and entered the house.

The living room had a well-decorated tea table and some expensive looking furniture.

In particular, various filming props were provided next to the sofa.

Han Sarang was a Pilates instructor and creator.

She runs a large-scale channel, and it was all filmed in her living room.

"Now that I think about it, mother-in-law, I guess you're not filming today?"

When I sat down in front of the tea table and asked her, she also sat down modestly, covering her short skirt.

"My son-in-law is here too, so I should take a day off. Don't worry about that."

"Ah. Honestly, that's a bit of a shame. I watch my mother-in-law's videos every day. I was looking forward to it for a long time. It's a waste."

"Hmm? Do you watch my videos? Often?"

"Of course. It gives me strength when I watch it. I always turn it on when I exercise. You have a great voice, so it feels like I'm listening to ASMR."

"… Oh, it's not that bad. Aren't you giving me too much credit because I am your mother-in-law?"

"Haha. No way. Where can I find a woman as elegant and gentle as my mother-in-law these days? There are similar contents on YouTube, but the only videos I can really see are my mother-in-law's videos."

She was a woman after all.

Women are weak to compliments, especially sincere compliments, which they themselves feel the most.

Of course, there are countless compliments on her YouTube channel.

However, the content was mostly formal or close to sexual harassment, so it was impossible to feel sincerity.

Soon, an uncontrollable smile appeared on her lips.

"It's been a long time since I've heard a compliment like that. It's really the best. I was a little touched when my son-in-law said that."

In response to her positive response, I decided to try a little more.

She must have felt some sort of debt to me, so the safety standards would have been a little more lenient.

"And… Well… Actually, I have that kind of taste."

"… Hmm? Taste? What kind of taste?"

"A woman who takes good care of herself like her mother-in-law. I guess I am attracted to someone like that when I sees her doing yoga or Pilates."

"…"

She was embarrassed for a moment and looked elsewhere.

No matter how much she has lived as a mother all her life, she cannot be unaware of its true meaning.

When a man says he is attracted to a woman while watching her exercise video, it does not mean simple attraction.

Soon, Han Sarang's ears began to turn red.

Even her white sleeveless forearms turned pale pink, as if the blood flow was flowing through her body.

"… Phew. It's a little hot. Why is my son-in-law's lip service so good today? I guess you were expecting it when I said I was cooking you meat? Right?"

She tried to bring attention to her topic by joking.

I didn't really push her either.

We're just starting to start talking.

"Haha. Of course. If it's beef and crab, it'll make my mouth water."

"I am surprised again. My son-in-law has also changed a lot. You know how to joke like this."

"For your information, I am sincere when I say that I am looking forward to my mother-in-law's food. There is nothing as delicious as my mother-in-law's home-cooked food."

"Hoho… Right? Why does Yejin hate it so much, but my son-in-law admits liking it? Oh, my. I'm sorry. What did I say?"

While she was speaking, she brought up the topic of her daughter and quickly closed her lips.

I guess Yejin is the slut who abandoned me.

Rather than pretending to be resolute, I lowered my head with a somewhat bitter and somber expression.

Like a person who tried to act cheerful because he didn't want to worry his mother-in-law.

To make me look like such a deep man, even my eyes were moistened.

When Han Sarang saw my expression, she felt sorry and didn't know what to do.

The son-in-law, who was smiling brightly just a moment ago, suddenly lowered his head as if he were about to cry. The sense of debt that comes from that twist must be significant.

"Ah… That… I'm sorry. I guess I just forgot."

"No, it all happened because I couldn't do it."

"What do you mean? What's wrong with my son-in-law? It's because I didn't educate my daughter properly. So don't ever say that."

"… Sigh. It's a really strange thought that comes to mind at times like this. I think it would have been better I had married my mother-in-law instead of Yejin. It's so strange, isn't it?"

She hesitated for a moment at my meaningful monologue, then shook her head and answered.

Her small, white hand wrapped around my rough hand.

"It's not strange. I'm sure my son-in-law wanted to meet a good woman and be happy. I was the same way. Just let it go. Forget the painful memories from your mind and think about tomorrow. "If you're having a hard time, you can talk to me. You can complain. Don't swear. It doesn't matter if you pour it out; I'll listen to it all."

I wiped the corners of my eyes, feeling a little refreshed by her comfort.

Of course, no tears came out, but that gesture alone was enough.

"… Haha. I guess I'm still a little young. I almost cried in front of my mother-in-law. Still, I wonder how I would have survived without my mother-in-law."

"No. It's okay to cry when you're having a hard time. Me too… I had a hard time at the time. I wanted to lean on someone and be comforted. But maybe because I'm a mother, I ended up holding on. My son-in-law, don't suffer alone like that. I'm your mother-in-law. Please feel free to talk about anything here."

She kept stroking my hands as if I was not going to talk.

I felt the touch of that kind of love and slowly cried out.

"Really… Is it okay to talk about anything?"

"It's okay. Let's talk comfortably."

"… Then, tell me a story about my mother-in-law's past. What happened to your husband?"

"…"

"… You have the same wound as me. I think hearing that story will help ease the pain a little. Can you do it for me?"

First, let's start by forming a consensus.

Her eyes were fluttering wide.