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🕑 Added 2025-07-05 21:47:29 +0000 UTCChapter 75. Educating the Mom Who Raised Her Daughter Wrong (2)
Ding!
A little after 8 p.m.
As soon as she got home from work, Kim Jiseon’s phone buzzed briefly. She tossed her handbag onto the dining table and immediately checked her phone, tapping into her messages.
With a familiar swipe, she unlocked her phone. But instead of the “platoon leader” news she’d been hoping for, a message popped up about her daughter’s outrageous behavior the previous night.
[Private Na Juhyun was caught drinking and using a phone illicitly after lights out last night. Disciplinary action pending.]
After a period of relative calm, her daughter had gone and made a big mess again. Unconsciously, Jiseon pressed her forehead, trying to calm her throbbing headache.
She was torn between worry over her daughter’s impending punishment and hope that this might finally make her come to her senses. Just then, a follow-up message appeared at the top of the screen.
[It is expected that Second Lieutenant Kim Jaejun, the platoon leader, will chair the disciplinary committee.]
At the unexpected mention of the “platoon leader,” a strange smile crept across Kim Jiseon’s face.
...
Mom, I’m about to lose five days of leave! Even if you can’t help with anything else, can you at least fix this? Please!
“I’ll talk to your platoon leader, so just wait.”
Really, Mom? I’m counting on you! Click.
For the first time since enlisting, Juhyun’s voice was full of excitement, like a child who’d brought a big older friend after a playground fight.
But Kim Jiseon, reviewing her plan, entered Second Lieutenant Kim Jaejun’s number into her phone.
‘With my looks and this body, I’m still better than most young women. And if I use my status too, even if he’s in his mid-20s... he’ll be easy enough to handle...’
Ring, ring...
Hello?
“Is this the 3rd Battery Platoon Leader?”
Yes, this is Second Lieutenant Kim Jaejun, 3rd Battery Platoon Leader.
“This is Private Na Juhyun’s mother. I just spoke to my daughter and heard she was punished today. Isn’t taking away five days of leave too much? My daughter didn’t do anything that bad.”
Ma’am, please calm down. Do you know what she did to receive this punishment?
“Yes, I heard. But it was just a little drinking and turning in her phone late-is that really worth this kind of punishment?”
Ma’am, what Juhyun did is clearly...
“I’d rather discuss this in person and see if there’s a way to help my daughter. I’ll come near the unit tomorrow evening, so please be ready.”
Using her daughter’s “discipline” as an excuse, Kim Jiseon was happy to play the “problem parent” just to finally meet the young stud she’d only seen in photos.
She’d never done anything like this before, so she copied what she’d seen in dramas, and her performance was surprisingly convincing. When she texted the meeting location to Kim Jaejun and received his reply, her first plan was a success.
[Yes. I’ll see you at the place you sent tomorrow.]
...
For the first time since becoming an executive, Kim Jiseon took a half-day off and went home to change into the outfit she’d picked out the night before after an hour of agonizing: a light beige dress.
The dress was elegant, not tacky, but tight enough to show off her curvy figure. Standing in front of the mirror, even she was struck by her own attractiveness.
Natural H-cup breasts, wide hips, and a tiny waist that looked like it could fit in one hand...
Even these days, young men who didn’t realize she was a mom would sometimes ask for her number-her body was that appetizing.
Add in her fox-like, sultry face, and she was the very definition of a “MILF.”
“This much... a guy in his prime won’t last long against me.”
I got into a Porsche for the first time, following Private Na Juhyun’s mother, and she expertly handled the wheel and gears, gliding the black sports car down the road.
Vroooom.
If this were any other day, I’d have been marveling at the ride, but right now, the luxury seat felt like a bed of nails.
The air in the car was so tense I could barely breathe.
‘But wait, there was nothing in the personnel system about Juhyun’s mom being an executive at a major corporation... what’s going on?’
I turned my head to the window, blaming the incomplete records.
Later, I found out: originally, Juhyun’s personnel file did list Kim Jiseon’s information correctly. But during the initial interview, the supply sergeant, just to be safe, called the number and was told by Kim Jiseon that she was just an ordinary office worker and that her daughter had a bit of a lying problem-so the record was changed.
Even when Juhyun boasted about being from the Hanbyul Group owner’s family and her mom being an executive, everyone dismissed it as fantasy, so by the time I arrived, she’d stopped mentioning it.
And now, all those choices had come back to bite me.
I felt like my chest was being crushed, and I couldn’t even sigh-just twitch my fingers.
About twenty minutes after leaving the café and getting in the car, we entered Seoul, and traffic slowed to a crawl during the notorious evening rush.
Eventually, we came to a complete stop...
Unconsciously, my eyes wandered around the car and caught something white and glossy out of the corner of my eye.
My male instincts kicked in, and my gaze followed it: it was Juhyun’s mom’s thigh.
Wow...
Her skin was as white and smooth as milk, with not a blemish, and her thighs were plump and shapely, in contrast to her slim calves.
She wasn’t wearing stockings, so her bare thighs were fully exposed as her dress rode up.
Even though her thighs were pressed down by her sitting position, there wasn’t a single dimple or imperfection-just a flawless, sculpted surface.
Just looking at her made my blood rush south, and as I watched her thighs press together, I saw an even more thrilling sight.
Her beige dress kept riding higher as she worked the pedals, exposing more of her luscious thighs. If it went up any further, I’d be able to see her most private parts.
‘Did I just see something?’
There’s nothing that excites a man like a “peek,” and I couldn’t take my eyes off her thighs.
As the lump in my pants started to harden, Juhyun’s mom turned her head toward me.
Feeling a wave of nervousness, I quickly looked away from her thighs and tried to steady my wildly beating heart, watching her reaction.
Then, in a slightly low, sultry voice, she spoke.
“Platoon Leader... or, can I call you Jaejun?”
“Ah, yes, ma’am. Please, call me whatever’s comfortable.”
“Alright then. Jaejun, do you drink?”
“Alcohol? Yes, I wouldn’t say it’s a hobby, but I can enjoy a drink.”
“Mm, okay.”
With that, she turned back to the front and ended the conversation.
Then, as she saw the car ahead move, she shifted gears and pulled down the hem of her dress, which had ridden up high. I almost let out a sigh of disappointment.
‘If it had gone up just a bit more, I could have seen her panties.’
For a moment, I forgot she was a “problem parent,” distracted by the sensuality of her figure.
But for a mom in her 40s, her body is just... too sexy. Seriously.
