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Busan) and meet him there. He'd remember you for life."

"Don't do it. If he meets you and has the best sex, you are spoiling him for later," said my In-and-Out friend.

"So you are saying he should live with poor sex and get better through bad experiences?" I asked.

"Yes. Everyone has to learn. He will meet more girls," said my In-and-Out friend.

I agree. That made sense. Yes, Swim guy was very cute and had a large dick, and being a swimmer, his bod was legit smooth, muscled, broad shouldered — a cougar's perfect breakfast. But, I was a nice MILF and I wasn't gonna destroy his sex life after mine.

We kept talking for days about normal stuff - music, his plans and my writings, and started to vid chat because he liked seeing my boobs live, and suddenly, I was dragged down the rabbit hole by this

boy, flashing himself and wanting a trade in return.

"Fuck!" He shouted suddenly. There was loud shouting from a Korean woman, and I slammed my laptop down as he switched off his chat window.

Heart beating fast. I was thinking the worst.

She saw us. In fact, she saw me. Swim boy was in his blue robe and was shirtless but I... I was in my lingerie and was about to strip.

Oh no, fucking crap. I was panicking. The mom in me felt like major shit.

There was radio silence. Seconds were heartbeats, and minutes felt like quick sand.

"Hey." A DM appeared.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"My mom is mad. She lectured me for thirty minutes," he said.

"Well...of course...she caught you," I said. "What happened?"

"I told her to mind her own business. I'm an adult," he said.

"Okay..."

"She snuck in when we were talking and was listening to us," he said.

"Oh.my.god...I'm dead...did she see my face?"

"Don't worry. She doesn't know English. No face. She saw a little of your body."

"Crap...crap! Crap!"

"It's okay. I covered your face," he said.

"Let's stop talking. You're in trouble. I don't want you guys to fight. I can't do this...," I said.

"No. No. I want to keep in touch. I want to know more about you. We'll be friends forever."

The conversation kept going. We hid from mom and then from dad when he learned that he'd downloaded the insta app on his Dad's phone and promised that his dad didn't see my boobs and sex vids with H.

We planned to meet when I was in Seoul and I was supposed to take his Cherry until a few weeks before my trip, he said he found a girl and was now dating. We said bye and cut off ties.

And yes, I missed the chance to play with him but Cherries should be taken with the ones they loved and so I was happy for him.

As for the other Cherries went, another one owned a ice-cream chain shop and he was twenty-seven and looking.

"Dude, find someone else," I said. He wasn't the first who wanted the MILF to take his first time. Several were in Korea, and he was here, which made him one too close to home.

"I don't want to," I said.

"I'll give you free ice cream for life," he said.

"Dude, do I look like I need ice cream?" I asked.

"You can write about it. Ice cream with a cherry on top," he said.

I laughed till my sides hurt. "Damn. You are good."

"I've inborn talent," he said. "A natural knack for things. You won't regret this."

"Except things get past expiration date," I said.

"Hey! I'm still young!" he said.

"But past that virgin prime. So, what's the reason?" I asked.

"I went back to Korea for the military and was busy starting my business here," he said.

"And you did well. Making this ice cream a franchise. I have to try those flavors out when I'm there," I said.

"You can try them on me." He grinned. "Or I can feed you, while I fuck you."

He got me again. Who said Cherries aren't perverts? He met the type list, except I won't know if he was really what he looked like because catfishes are plenty in the dating ocean, and I wasn't going let my curiosity of sex-in-a-freezer derailed me.

I could just imagine H being all no-no about the dangers of being locked in a freezer. It was CSI in the making, and would be a terribly stupid way to die.

With a cherry on top and a mouth full of cream.

What more can a Cougar want?

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