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🕑 Added 2025-05-31 20:06:13 +0000 UTCChapter 21. Trapped in the Storage Room with the Voluptuous MILF Supply Sergeant (3)
Step, step, step...
“Ahhh…”
Holding the battered old helmet, I walked toward a corner not far from the supply sergeant, deliberately choosing a spot close to where we’d been sitting so she wouldn’t get suspicious, letting out a faint moan for effect.
As I walked to the corner, I glanced back at the box she’d been using as a seat and saw that she was now sitting half-turned away from me, her posture such that she could look at me at any time with just a slight turn of her head.
Her plump hips perched diagonally on the box gave off a strange, tense vibe.
When I reached the dusty corner, I set the helmet down on the floor.
Thunk… zip-
The sound of the hard helmet hitting the floor and my zipper opening echoed in the quiet storage room.
Wondering and anticipating what the supply sergeant might be feeling hearing that sound, I angled myself so that if she turned her head, she’d get a clear side view of my thick cock hanging out of my pants.
Flop… splatter-
My half-erect cock slipped out through the open zipper, and a strong stream of urine began to pour into the helmet.
In the silence of the storage room, the sound of my pee filled the air with a lewd tension, and I could think of only one thing:
Was the supply sergeant, sitting not far away, watching my massive cock as I peed?
A cock, half-erect and easily 20cm long, with a big, swollen head?
Since I really had to go, I ended up peeing longer than usual, and I used all my side-eye skills to try to check the sergeant’s position.
I could just barely see the back of Sergeant Go Suyeon.
But unfortunately, I could only see below her neck…
Even as my eyes started to hurt from pushing them to their limits, I was desperate to see if she was watching me, so I gritted my teeth and pushed my gaze even further.
Finally, with tears welling up in my eyes from the pain, I managed to see her head.
Though her shape was a little distorted by my watery eyes, I saw that her head was turned about 30 degrees toward me, and her gaze was fixed directly on my cock.
A married MILF, just like me, sneaking a side glance at another man’s huge cock…
“She’s watching…”
Knowing that a voluptuous MILF with a child couldn’t take her eyes off my cock, a wave of guilt and excitement washed away the pain in my eyes.
Then, as my cock twitched in my hand, I saw her thick body give a little shudder.
Proof that she was very interested in what she saw.
Drip… drip…
After almost a full minute, my stream slowed to a trickle and finally stopped.
Swing, swing-
“Ah… now I feel better.”
As I shook off my heavy cock and let out a satisfied sigh, the supply sergeant, who hadn’t been able to look away, quickly turned her head.
Her ears, visible between her bobbed hair, were red, which I found rather cute.
I put my cock away and picked up the helmet.
Then I went to the window beside me.
Slide, splash!
I opened the dusty, grimy window and poured the contents of the helmet outside into the still-pouring rain. Hearing that, the supply sergeant finally turned her head back toward me.
“A-are you feeling better now?”
“Yes, thanks to you, Sergeant.”
I smiled brightly and answered, noticing that her gaze kept flickering downward before she stopped herself.
“These days, there’s a drama starring OOO on Oflix that’s really worth watching.”
“Is that so? I’ll have to check it out when I get home.”
For about 30 minutes after my bathroom break, we eased the awkwardness with light conversation about popular TV dramas.
Just as the supply sergeant, who’d been flustered and blushing after seeing my cock-probably much bigger than her husband’s-was returning to normal, she started rubbing her thick thighs together.
Her expression showed she was holding something in, and I immediately realized she needed to pee.
Sensing I might get to witness something every man secretly wants to see, I baited her as her face grew darker.
“Sergeant, are you feeling okay? You don’t look well…”
“N-no, I’m fine…”
“You sure? You’re even sweating.”
“I guess it’s just hot. Don’t worry about it.”
She tried to brush it off, blaming the heat, but the rain had actually cooled things down, so her excuse was clearly just that-an excuse.
‘Well, what married woman would bare her butt and pee in front of another man… But I really want to see her do it.’
Seeing her struggle to hide her urgent need, I gently tried to persuade her.
“Sergeant, I think you need to pee. Don’t hold it in-it’s just a basic bodily function, and I did it earlier, didn’t I?”
“No, but…”
“Oh, come on. I’ll turn my back, so just go to that corner and take care of it. If you hold it, it’s bad for your health. Go on!”
Blushing, she tried to refuse, but I immediately offered a solution and encouraged her.
After a moment’s hesitation, she made up her mind.
“Ugh… I guess you’re right. You did it earlier, so what’s the point in being stubborn?”
“Exactly.”
She stood up, speaking in a deliberately strong tone to hide her embarrassment, and as I nodded in support, something unexpected happened.
“Then I’ll go over there and excuse myself.”
Instead of going to a nearby corner, she took the helmet and disappeared into the aisle between the shelves.
Seeing her vanish behind the shelves, I couldn’t hide my disappointment, just sitting there on the box, my mouth hanging open.
It felt… well, like a dog chasing a chicken and losing it.
Zip, rustle, shuffle…
But just as I was feeling let down, the sound of a zipper and clothes brushing skin from behind the shelves instantly caught my attention.
‘Please, please, please…’
I couldn’t bring myself to go over to where she’d gone, so I stayed seated and craned my neck, trying to see through any gap I could find.
As I moved my head around desperately, I finally caught a glimpse of something white through a small gap.
I watched as that white, tempting thing slowly lowered, and then heard a sound similar to-but a little different from-when I’d peed earlier.
Splash… trickle…
Though I didn’t get the full view I’d hoped for-her big, lewd butt was blocked by the shelves-the glimpses of her pale skin and the sound of her peeing made me feel strangely aroused.
More than anything, the fact that a married woman with a husband and child was squatting and peeing, relying only on the shelves for privacy, with a young man nearby, was insanely hot.
If I could, I’d have loved to pounce on her right then and there as she squatted with her big butt exposed…
But since I didn’t know how she really felt, it was too risky to make a move, so I just stroked my now rock-hard cock to calm my rising desire.
So, for about two minutes, I sat there, imagining her squatting with her huge, lewd butt and pussy exposed behind the shelves, stroking myself.
After she finished and tidied up, the supply sergeant came out holding the empty helmet.
“Haah, now I feel better too.”
She set the helmet, still damp inside, in a far corner, looking completely at ease.
As she did, her breasts jiggled under her thin tee, and her thick hips-just moments ago showing off their pale skin-kept drawing my gaze.
The battery commander told me to hold out until tomorrow, but… I had a feeling I’d be relying on my right hand a lot tonight.
