Su-yeon's Melancholy
With a flip—late at night, Su-yeon switched on the fluorescent light to chase away the darkness of the empty house. Her husband was working late again, leaving the place feeling even more hollow and desolate.
A single can of beer from the convenience store dangled from her hand.
Pop—hiss—crackle—gulp gulp.
"Ahh~ I need this just to make it through the night," Su-yeon sighed in admiration as she drank. Tonight, it seemed, only this one can would keep her company.
Six years into their marriage, Su-yeon and Min-jun still had no children. Whether they weren't trying or just couldn't—it felt more like the latter.
"Oppa, let's enjoy our newlywed life for about two years before we start trying for a baby."
"Sure, honey. Whatever you want."
They'd made that promise, and for two blissful years, they savored every moment of their honeymoon phase. They backpacked through Europe on summer vacation, splurged on high-end Korean beef omakase and fine dining, and even ticked paragliding off their bucket list. Amid all the adventures, they never skipped their bedroom rituals.
Clink. In a Paris hotel with a perfect view of the Arc de Triomphe, they toasted with wine glasses, gazing at the city's romantic nightscape.
"Oppa, take good care of me tonight~ And don't forget the condom. I'm on the pill, but you need to be careful too."
"Of course. I want to enjoy our newlywed life to the fullest. I've seen how friends change once the baby comes—no more intimate couple time."
"Yeah, let's cherish this time that we'll never get back. Be mindful of each other."
"Right. To that—cheers?"
Clink.
A glass of wine each amid Paris's enchanting lights, and their bodies began to heat up. They locked eyes wordlessly before their lips met.
Smack—slurp—smooch.
Their tongues danced inside each other's mouths like a pair of mating snakes, twisting and twining.
Like their tongues, their hands were busy untying each other's bathrobes. With both hands, they loosened the knots.
Thud. The robes fell to the hotel floor. Su-yeon and Min-jun stood naked before one another.
"Your body looks so beautiful every time. I can't help but marvel."
"Oppa, you're just flattering me. It tickles."
"No, really. I feel it every time I see you naked."
"Oppa~ Ohh~"
"Eating my gorgeous wife every day is pure happiness for me. Up you go~"
Min-jun scooped her up princess-style.
"Oppa~ Don't! What if you hurt your back?"
"Nah, you're light as a feather—I barely feel you."
He laid her gently on the bed, then climbed on top.
Smack smack—slurp slurp—smooch.
Min-jun started sucking on her neck, marking his territory like a possessive beast.
"Ahh~ That tickles~"
As he sucked her neck, he fondled her breasts softly. Su-yeon let out a little moan.
"Ah~ Oppa... suck my nipples... ah~"
His mouth moved to her right nipple, latching on.
Slurp—slurp—slurp.
"Ah~ Ahh~ So good~"
Her moans grew louder. Matching her intensity, Min-jun's tongue assaulted the nipple, darting like a loach stirring up mud—circling the areola, flicking every which way.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ahh~"
His right hand ventured to her groin. In response, Su-yeon spread her legs. He groped a bit until he found her clit and rubbed it.
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ah~"
As his fingers worked her clit, her moans escalated, her body nearing climax—back arching slightly. Min-jun smirked triumphantly and slid two fingers inside, probing her G-spot.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Oppa~ Put it in.... ha...."
"Seeing you like this makes me want to tease you more~"
"Ah~ Don't... just... put it in...."
"What was that?"
"Ah~ Put your cock... in my pussy... please..."
Min-jun deftly rolled on a condom from the nightstand and aligned his dick with her entrance.
"Here it comes..."
"Yeah.... put it in."
He eased in slowly. His cock was inside to the hilt in no time.
Hmm... Is it in? I can never really tell.
"Feels good, honey?"
"Mmm.... So good... You?"
"Mmm.... Yeah... Your pussy grips me so tight...."
"Mmm.... Ahh..."
I can't feel much, but if he likes it...
Su-yeon's biggest gripe with sex and Min-jun was his size. Erect, he was about 6 cm long and 8 cm around—a small package. It worked fine functionally, but it left her wanting every time. He was unusually tiny, smaller not just than her exes but most men.
Her first, the returning student oppa from her freshman year; the classmate she'd hooked up with briefly while Min-jun was abroad; the one-night stands before marriage... Min-jun's was incomparable.
Sometimes during sex with him, she'd think of them, fantasize, and moan accordingly.
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ah~ Oppa... so good...."
"Ha... Su-yeon... Feels amazing... Ha... I'm gonna cum... Ha... Ha... There...."
"Ha.... Oppa.... That was good."
Min-jun's cock slipped out of her pussy. The condom was filled with his fresh, warm cum.
That's it? Already?
Not only small, but premature too. All that sweet foreplay, wasted—penetration lasted maybe 30 seconds.
So unsatisfying...
Min-jun headed to the bathroom to clean up. Su-yeon watched his retreating back with deep regret.
She and Min-jun had met at Korea's top university, in the elite business school for top scholars only. After breaking up with her first—the returning student oppa—she'd gone straight for Min-jun, the standout genius always at the top of the class. She thought he'd bring happiness and a better life, so she approached him first, and they started dating.
Su-yeon was the more aggressive one with physical intimacy, so they slept together soon after.
"Ha... Su-yeon... That was incredible...."
"Mmm... Oppa... Me too..."
Their first time had disappointed her greatly.
This guy seems perfect in every way... except one thing that's terrible.... Was that oppa's just unusually big?
Her frustrations mounted. She'd masturbate to porn, but it barely helped. Sometimes she'd tell Min-jun she was sleeping over and head to Gangnam clubs for one-night stands.
Min-jun oppa's just small.... Everything else is perfect... ㅠㅠ
Each time, the regret deepened. Those hookups matched her perfectly in bed; she'd even seen a couple more times. Bored with one, she'd find another at the club. All bigger than Min-jun, none as quick on the draw.
Min-jun gave her love but lousy sex. The flings gave great sex but no love. Her inner conflict raged.
No. I chose Min-jun oppa. Sex is just a tiny fraction of life, right?
She quit the one-nights. Soon after, Min-jun left for grad school in Singapore. Her resolve crumbled the moment he was gone. Loneliness filled her.
Classmate Ji-hoon offered comfort, and they had a fiery fling. Sex in his studio was on another level—skilled foreplay, perfect size to fill her, lasting just right.
"Ah.. Ah.. Ji-hoon... Cum inside me...."
"Ha... Ha.... Su-yeon... Here it comes...."
Ji's cock withdrew from her pussy, his cum leaking out, wetting her insides. She'd allowed it since she was on the pill.
"Ji-hoon... That was amazing... Do it again..."
About a year and a half later, Min-jun returned from Singapore. Su-yeon naturally ended things with Ji-hoon.
We clicked perfectly in bed, but no choice. You were just a stand-in for Min-jun oppa.
"Su-yeon, you must've waited so long. Were you lonely?"
"Just thinking of you kept the loneliness away, oppa. Your occasional video calls helped too."
"Su-yeon, I've been thinking—we should get married. In Singapore, I realized you're the one. I've got a solid job now, and you're about to finish your master's."
"Oppa... That's so touching... But this isn't your real proposal, right?"
"Of course not. I'll do it properly, somewhere special."
"Sounds good~"
And so they married.
Should I have chosen Ji-hoon back then? Lately, my needs just aren't being met...
Su-yeon sighed, lost in nostalgic regret.
"Honey, why the long face? You okay?" Min-jun asked, noticing her expression as he emerged from the shower.
"It's nothing. I'm gonna wash up."
"Okay, go ahead~"
Su-yeon headed to the bathroom, letting the warm water wash away her lingering dissatisfaction.
The next day was the same. No matter the travels or activities, her desires went unmet. She'd hoped marriage would change things, but the void only grew. Two years passed. They say love lasts three years—and indifference crept in, sex grew rare.
"Su-yeon, I'm beat today..."
"Okay... I get it."
"Su-yeon... Working late tonight, so go to bed without me...."
"Sure..."
Their two-year plan for a baby drifted further away amid pressure from both sets of parents.
"When are you two having kids?"
The stress piled on, leading to depression that made even planning impossible. Su-yeon increasingly drowned her days in alcohol, reaching their sixth wedding anniversary.
She downed the beer in one go.
Min-jun oppa... When will you be home...
She popped an antidepressant, showered quickly, changed into pajamas, and hit the bed. Within five minutes, deep sleep claimed her.