KSBJ-423 The widow landlady came in soaked to the bone. As I was about to lose my mind looking at her see-through blouse, she sweetly smiled and said, 'Is it okay if you look?'

The landlady, a widow whose husband passed away before her, takes care of me, a college student. She even cooks for me when I'm too busy to eat properly. Before I knew it, I started to be drawn to her. One stormy night, the drenched landlady came to my room seeking shelter from the rain. Through the blouse, I can see her bare skin. I tell myself 'I shouldn't look,' but the landlady whispers in my ear, 'It's okay to look?' From that moment on, the distance between us slowly and surely closes to zero.