Several years have passed since my father died. My wife and I returned to our hometown after a long time. My mother, who had been so depressed, seemed to have started going out more recently and was happy about our return. The mother we reunited with seemed somehow more radiant and younger. My wife thought so too and asked her about it, but my mother just said she hadn't done anything special. As I listened, I felt a vague sense of unease. When we went shopping, I realized I didn't have my wallet and hurried back home. There, I caught my mother with the owner of the liquor store. My mother is a widow and single, so it's understandable if she has a man, but seeing her doing lewd things with that guy, seeing her face not as a mother but as a woman, it wasn't just shocking; it was frustrating and jealous-making. The next day, when I saw my wife go out for a walk, I spoke to my mother. I told her that my erection wouldn't subside after what I saw yesterday with the owner. My mother tried to calm me down, saying she understood, and attempted to satisfy me with her mouth and hands…
