The World’s Greatest Girlfriend
…I couldn’t say it.
I didn’t have the courage to ruin such a good atmosphere, so I just mumbled, "I forgot what I was going to say," and brushed it off.
Then,
"Honey."
"Y-yeah?"
"You know, just because you said you forgot, it reminded me of something. I’ve been trying to find the right timing to bring it up… but I think I’ve found it now."
"!!! What… what is it!?"
Something deep inside me gave a sharp, stinging jolt. There was no way Yeoeun could possibly know, but for a split second, I wondered if she’d somehow peered into my inner thoughts.
"Hahaha, why are you so surprised!"
Yeoeun laughed, looking perfectly relaxed. After taking a leisurely sip of her coffee, she continued.
"We talked about it in bed the other day, didn't we? The things you wanted to do while we were… d-dating."
"Ah."
She still seemed to stumble over the word "dating," as if it were still embarrassing to say. Along with the shy look on her face, I briefly recalled that moment.
『So, honey, what do you think changes if we officially… date?』
『Well, obviously, it’s completely different!』
I retorted immediately, because that was such a silly question, so unlike Yeoeun. She looked into my eyes as if she were genuinely curious.
『How is it different, specifically?』
『……』
When she asked that, my brain hit a wall and went blank. Lying on the hotel bed, both of us naked, I tried to think hard about it. As Yeoeun said, if you look at it rationally, the things we do wouldn't change. We’d walk down the street chatting, hold hands at the movies, and drink coffee at a cafe when our legs got tired. But in this world, there’s such a thing as a "mindset."
『W-we can spend more time dating together!』
『We already meet whenever we have time, don't we?』
『Or we could go on trips further away!』
『We were already planning an overseas trip before we officially started dating, weren't we?』
『We can… do even naughtier things!』
『Heh~ Can it get any naughtier than it is now?』
Flap, flap♥
Yeoeun lifted the thin sheet covering her body and then let it fall. When I reacted instantly to the sight of her wide hips, those erotic thighs, and her blatantly exposed Y-zone, she burst into laughter.
『Fufufu, you never disappoint with your reactions, do you♥』
『……』
She mocked me as if to say, "You react just by looking at my body, what more could there be?"
『Hmm… but you’re right. Maybe I can enjoy myself a bit more comfortably in front of you.』
『……Huh?』
『The naughtier things I can do with you…』
Yeoeun fell into deep thought, looking genuinely serious. At the same time, she pressed her soles against my thighs, stimulating my "spot" below.
Creak, creak, creak, creak…
『Ugh, ah… that feels good♥』
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, I responded to the stimulation by shifting into a position where I was covering her from above. That was the day I officially confessed—the day where just reacting was enough.
That was the memory. The transcript of the conversation we had on the hotel bed the day I confessed.
"You know, I think I found it."
"…Found what?"
"What do you think? Obviously, a way to play even naughtier with you!"
She struggled with the word "dating," but she shouted out the dirty talk with confidence. As she spoke so brightly, I hurriedly mimicked covering her mouth. Since we were in a cafe with people around, I covered her lips just enough so that my makeup wouldn't smudge.
Yeoeun just smiled with her eyes and continued.
"Look forward to tomorrow♥"
Our date time had become a new part of our daily routine. I had a bit more breathing room now. The initial excitement of just starting to date had settled, but dates were still a heart-fluttering time.
'She's quite late today, isn't she?'
Yeoeun usually kept our appointment times, but today she was a bit delayed. She had left a message saying, 「Getting ready took longer than I thought, sorry♡」, but I had no idea what she could have been preparing for that had her so excited today.
Having nothing to do, I leaned against the wall and pretended to fiddle with my phone some more, when—
"Honey, I'm here♥"
"Ah! You're a bit late toda—"
I was scrolling through my messages, but at the sound of her voice, I immediately shoved my phone into my pocket. My mood instantly brightened, and I turned around, but then I completely lost the ability to speak.
"Fufufu, how do I look?"
"……."
It was so blatantly different that "how do I look" wasn't enough to define it. Like the men on the street who were glancing at her, I found myself staring blankly.
She was wearing a mask today. It wasn't like she had a cold, but she had a sleek, black mask covering her mouth. But if you followed my gaze downward, you could immediately tell why she was dressed this way. It was color-coordinated with her outfit.
A skin-tight, thin gray dress. It covered everything it needed to, leaving only her shoulders and cleavage exposed, but that was far too erotic. Because it was a skin-tight dress, much like the yoga pants Yeoeun usually enjoyed wearing, it emphasized every curve of her body.
Her breasts were swaying as she walked. Because the fabric was so thin, even the erotic line of her belly button was visible.
'A-a tattoo?!'
There was even a tattoo. I had seen her naked body many times, so I knew there shouldn't have been any ink on her shoulders or the side of her chest. I didn't know why that tattoo had appeared overnight, but this was, in its entirety, what people often called the "Dongtan Look."
A legendary style said to be named after a region, though no one has ever actually seen the real thing in person. Seeing it right in front of me, it really… the atmosphere was different. There was a seductiveness here that a young woman could never pull off. It was a look that only a mature woman could carry with her unique aura.
"Fufufu, does it suit me?"
"……."
It suited Yeoeun perfectly. Because it was Yeoeun, she pulled it off skillfully, and it was so intoxicating that I was already reacting in my pants right there on the street.
Yeoeun walked right up to me and slipped her arm through mine. Feeling the stares of everyone around us, she asked casually.
"W-what is that outfit?"
"I bought it a long time ago and always wanted to wear it♥ I finally got to wear it today."
"……And the tattoo on your body? Is it henna?"
"It's a stick-on tattoo. I did it to match the mood."
The tattoos were butterflies and roses. Just having them there made her look like an incredibly… promiscuous woman.
"Do you realize everyone around us is only looking at you?"
"I know♥ They kept glancing at me on the way here, too."
As she said that, she leaned in closer. She pressed her narrow shoulders against me, pretending to be delicate. I couldn't see her mouth because of the mask, but she looked up at me with a smile in her eyes that made her expression obvious.
"So, you'll have to escort me more safely today, won't you?"
……Squeeze!
"Eek♥"
I just silently pulled her waist closer. Every time I felt the stares of others while walking down the street, I pulled her even tighter or used my hand to shield her, and Yeoeun seemed to enjoy it, swaying her body against me.
Walking down the street with a girlfriend wearing such a bold, erotic outfit, I felt two conflicting emotions.
The first was a desire to show off. Honestly, every male who passed by looked at her. When they glanced at her hip and pelvic line or stared intently at the tattoo on her chest, I would pull Yeoeun into my arms or cover her with my hand to block their view. This was proof of just how beautiful Yeoeun was. She was a gumiho who could bewitch any man if she set her mind to it, something I felt often, but even more so when she dressed up like this.
'Stop drooling, you wolves!'
However, my possessiveness was actually boiling over even more. It was a desire no man could suppress—the desire to perfectly possess the woman I loved. I even had thoughts of wanting to lock her in a birdcage and enjoy her all to myself because she was just too beautiful.
"E-excuse me! You dropped your handkerchief."
"Oh my! Thank you."
"E-ehehehe…♡"
A man who had picked up a handkerchief Yeoeun dropped from her bag while we were walking.
"……."
"W-well, then!"
He scanned Yeoeun from head to toe, looking for something else to say, but then just walked away. When I glared at him coldly, he noticed, scratched his head awkwardly, and left. We had even run into something like this.
After experiencing something like that,
"Mmm, mph- hmph… haa… honey…♥"
We turned into an alleyway. In a narrow, empty alley with trash scattered on the ground, I pushed Yeoeun against the wall and kissed her, just like before. I pulled down her black mask slightly and kissed her. I regained my sense of stability through a kiss where she pressed her body against me in that thin, erotic dress, hugging me and squirming.
After we’d mixed our tongues to our hearts' content,
"Haa… honey, why are you so worked up…?"
"…Are you really going to play dumb?"
"He just picked up my handkerchief, why are you like this…♥"
Her bright, beaming smile told me she already knew everything. It seemed like Yeoeun had even intended this by dressing up the way she did. She knew that if she wore an outfit that drew attention, I would become restless at the gazes of other males. Inducing jealousy. Provoking the base instincts of a male.
Squeeze, squeeze♥
"Mmm, out in public… you pervert♥"
Honestly, the problem was that it suited her so well it was infuriating. A seductive, erotic outfit that exuded a "MILF" vibe. I grabbed her breasts, which felt even more luscious today, complete with a tattoo that would smudge if I rubbed it too hard. I knew it was dangerous, but I was drawn to it even more.
My desire to dominate her rose until I felt like I wanted to do it right there, but—
"Okay, that's enough."
Yeoeun reined me in. She calmly took my wrists and lowered them from her waist, making me lose my strength like a circus lion being tamed. Instead, she leaned into my ear and added one more spice. One more spice that made me want to grab her and head straight to a motel.
'Honey, today… let's try having sex while filming it like this♥'