Secretly in the Warehouse
Once inside the warehouse, I leaned my back against the wall for a moment.
My heart was pounding like crazy.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
It roared inside my chest as if it might burst.
“Haa…”
A short breath slipped out.
I closed my eyes and hurriedly steadied my breathing. My chest rose and fell hard. As my breath gradually settled, I slowly opened my eyes again.
The narrow warehouse. The stuffy air seemed to cling to my skin.
“I must be completely insane…”
Coming all the way to the café on my day off just to hide in the warehouse…
I let my head droop a little. The bag in my hand caught my eye. I thought again of what was inside it.
“…Ha. I’ve really come this far…”
A short laugh escaped me.
Last night. The scene rose vividly in my mind—the moment when I could barely breathe, the pleasure that felt like my body was melting away.
I bit my lip lightly.
“Really…”
Yesterday had clearly been an impulse. I’d just gotten swept up in a strange mood and done something crazy.
But now…
I had walked here on my own two feet, and I’d even prepared in advance.
I moved deeper into the corner of the warehouse, out of sight from the entrance. Between the boxes and the sacks of coffee beans. A tight space I could only squeeze into by forcing my body through. Deep enough that even if Choi Deok-hun came in, he wouldn’t spot me easily.
“If I’m here… he won’t see me, right?”
I set the bag on a nearby shelf and glanced around.
It was quiet.
Then—
Creak—
The warehouse door opened.
“The beans… they’re right here.”
Rustling sounds came from the entrance. I curled up, not even daring to breathe.
A moment later, the sound of something being picked up.
And then—
Clack—
The door closed again.
Only then did I—
“Huu…”
—let out the breath I’d been holding.
“It’s not too late even now, A-yeong…”
I muttered in the tiniest voice.
But contrary to my words, my body didn’t move.
The warehouse fell silent once more. The footsteps and rustling from moments ago had all vanished. All that remained was the sound of my own heart.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
It rang so loudly it felt like it was echoing inside my ears.
I stayed crouched in the corner, listening for any sign of movement.
…
Several minutes passed with no sound at all. Only then did some of the tension drain from me. I lifted my head and looked at the bag on the shelf.
“…Hoo.”
A short breath escaped.
Just a moment ago my whole body had been locked up with the fear of being caught. But now that it was quiet… a completely different kind of tension began to rise.
I slowly took hold of the bag’s zipper with my fingertips.
Ziiip—
The zipper carefully parted with a low sound.
“…I could still leave now.”
I muttered softly.
Right now I could just walk out as if nothing had happened. Slip out the back door and go home. No one would ever know I’d been inside the warehouse.
But…
The memory of last night surfaced. The pleasure that had felt like it would melt my body. Right now I felt like I was sinking into a swamp of lust.
I closed my eyes for a moment.
“…I can’t hold back.”
Ziiip—
The zipper opened all the way. I looked into the bag for a second, then slowly took out the item. The sensation against my palm made everything feel strangely, sharply real.
“…It’s too late to turn back now.”
Coming this far and still hesitating would just be ridiculous.
I pushed my body as deep into the corner as I could. The warehouse nook between the boxes and coffee-bean sacks—a narrow, secret space. I lowered myself onto my knees beside the bag. The thing in my hand felt even heavier for no reason.
“I came all this way… am I really not going to do it?”
I muttered as if talking to myself.
The answer was already decided.
I slowly took hold of my waistband and pulled my pants down.
Rustle—
Ziiip—
The zipper slid down slowly. I paused, listening carefully in case anyone was coming.
…
Nothing changed. I moved my hands again. I stripped off my pants and panties and stuffed them into the bag.
“…Just in case, maybe I should keep the top on…”
After a brief hesitation I pulled the pants halfway back up. I unhooked only my bra, put it in the bag, and slipped the knit sweater back on. The air seeping between the clothes felt colder than I expected. But that chill only sharpened my senses even more.
I pressed my lips together lightly and steadied my breath. My gaze naturally dropped. The object in my hand. And the place I was in right now.
The café warehouse. Separated from the space where customers sat by nothing more than a single wall. The moment a moan slipped out… someone might come running.
The thought made the back of my neck go cold.
“…Hah.”
No matter how I looked at it, this was not a normal situation. But… I couldn’t escape this urge.
I lowered my body a little more. Then I slowly brought it close.
Just then—
Creak—
“There’s a lot of supplies to restock today.”
My heart stopped as if it had seized. Footsteps drew closer—thud, thud. I held my breath and didn’t move a muscle.
“Hmm… here they are.”
The sound of him rummaging through the shelf right beside me. Rustle. A moment later—
Clack—
The door closed. The footsteps faded away.
Only then did the strength leave my body.
“Ugh… that was close.”
Just moments ago Choi Deok-hun had been right next to me. If he’d searched one more box… if he’d turned his head just a little farther…
“…Ah.”
A short gasp escaped. Strangely, it wasn’t only relief that I felt. The scene from a second ago kept replaying. If he had taken one more step closer… if he had happened to look this way… a shiver ran down my spine.
“…This is really…”
A bitter smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. It had been so close.
“Getting turned on by a guy like that…”
Down below I was already soaking wet.
“I won’t even need extra lube.”
I smeared a little of my juices onto the dildo I was holding. It quickly turned glossy.
“Hnnngh~”
I slowly rubbed the tip around the entrance. Recalling the earlier scene, I lightly flicked the clit that was already poking out.
“Hnnn~”
A sweet moan slipped between my tightly pressed lips. I hadn’t even put it in yet and already I couldn’t hold back my voice.
“If I put it in… someone might hear.”
The moment I imagined my moans reaching the people outside and getting caught…
Slick—
A string of juices trailed down.
“I can’t take it…”
The more I did something dirty, the more my self-control crumbled. Once again no second thoughts came. Following pure instinct, I slowly pushed the dildo in.
Schlick—
It forced its way into the tightly closed place with a lewd sound.
“Haaaah~”
I pushed it in slowly, holding back the rising voice as much as I could.
“Nngh~”
Going as slowly as possible made every sensation sharper than usual.
Pffft—
The lewd sound of air escaping as my insides opened.
“Hah~”
The pleasure I felt inside, and the soft sounds that faintly filled the quiet warehouse.
“I’m definitely… more sensitive…!”
I stayed still for a moment with the dildo inside me. Naturally my walls clenched and released over and over.
“Hnnngh… if I turn on the button…”
I was already moaning. If I pressed the button, someone outside might definitely hear.
Without hesitation I pressed it.
Vrrrrr—
I flinched—
“Haaaaaah!”
The dildo shuddered and swelled. A pleasant pressure filled me. I couldn’t hold back the moans. If anyone was outside the door they would certainly hear.
“I’m crazy…!”
My mind grew hazy and my judgment slipped away. I pressed the remaining buttons as well.
Bzzzzz—
The dildo began to vibrate in fine tremors. I gripped the shaking toy and rocked it back and forth.
Schlick-schlick—
“Hnnn… haaah!”
Whatever happened to my resolve to at least hold back the moans, lewd sounds kept spilling from my lips. The hand holding the dildo was already slick with juices.
“It feels so good…!”
I had been repeatedly hitting the sweet spot, then I paused for a moment.
“Hnnn… hup.”
With a trembling heart I took a deep breath, then thrust it in deep.
Thud—
“Aaaaah! Haaaaah!”
The deepest place, the most delicious spot. The dildo reached that hidden depth and vibrated. My eyes rolled back as I let out moans at the unbearable sensation. My body collapsed bonelessly to the floor.
“I can’t… hold it in…”
I leaned against the wall and caught my breath. The moans from a moment ago came back to me.
“Huu… they heard that, right…?”
Beyond this thin wall… someone might have heard for sure.
I thought about it for a second, then let out a short laugh.
“Whatever… if I get caught, I get caught.”
What mattered right now… was this afterglow.
I savored the pleasant trembling for a while.
“A little more… just a little more…”
I stood up with the dildo still inside me.
Bzzzz—
It was still vibrating low. I pulled off the knit sweater and set it aside.
“Haaah… I’ve always… wanted to try this… haah!”
I grabbed one breast with my free hand. This body had incredibly sensitive nipples. Just a light touch made me soak even more down below.
“With this size… hnn!”
I slowly brought the breast up to my mouth. Normally it would have been impossible. But these large breasts made it possible.
“Haup… hnn!”
I took a big bite of the nipple. My tongue tip felt the little bean-like bud.
“Hauum~ suck!”
I sucked hard, stroked around it with my tongue tip, then lightly nipped it.
“Hnnn~!”
With my mouth full the sounds grew quieter, but the pleasure only intensified. I turned up the dildo’s intensity.
Vrrrrr—
“Hnnnnn!”
A sharp tingle—
Pssshhh—
My body trembled finely, my mouth fell open, and one breast bounced free with a soft slap. I slumped against the wall and squirted hard. My jeans grew steadily wetter.
I leaned against the wall for a long time, lost in the afterglow.
The warehouse grew quiet again. The heavy breathing that had filled it moments earlier, the trembling of my body—everything gradually settled.
“…Haa.”
I let out a long breath. Slowly I began to move. I pulled the bag closer and rummaged inside. Wet wipes and a small towel. I carefully cleaned up around me—carefully, so no trace would remain.
I checked the warehouse once more. Silence. I took a plastic bag from my bag, stripped off the jeans, and stuffed them inside. Then I pulled out the sweatpants I’d brought and put them on.
“…Done.”
I muttered softly and stood up. I brushed myself off once. My heart was far calmer than before. I picked up the bag and walked toward the warehouse entrance.
“For a while… I should try to hold back.”
It had been too dangerous. Yesterday and today. Doing something like this two days in a row. Honestly… it hadn’t been a normal decision.
I gave a small shake of my head.
“For a while… it’s better if I don’t.”
I muttered as if speaking to myself. Then I opened the café’s back door.
Creak—
The door opened and outside air drifted in. It had already grown dim outside. Evening, the sunset almost gone. Inside the café the chairs were already flipped up onto the tables—it looked like business had ended.
I carefully stepped out.
At that moment—
“A-yeong?”
I flinched—my body locked up instantly. The café door opened and someone came out.
“…How’s your body feeling?”
It was Choi Deok-hun.
I felt my heart start pounding hard again. Had he… seen me earlier? Or had he heard?
“…Ah.”
I forced my expression into something normal.
“I’m feeling a bit better.”
I answered as if nothing at all had happened. But Choi Deok-hun just kept looking at me, a strange little smile on his lips. That gaze… lingered oddly long.
“Your outfit’s pretty… unusual, isn’t it?”
He spoke slowly. For a moment I lost my words.
“Top and bottom… they go together surprisingly well.”
His eyes slowly traveled up and down. Only then did I realize. Knit sweater on top, sweatpants on the bottom. Definitely… a pretty awkward combination compared to usual.
“I, uh… left in a hurry.”
I quickly added an excuse. My heart kept racing. What if…
“I should get going.”
I cut things short with a goodbye and turned away. Then I walked quickly. I didn’t look back. My steps grew faster and faster.
On the way home my head was full of completely different thoughts. Choi Deok-hun’s expression. That subtle smile. And… what had happened inside the warehouse earlier.
Without stopping I muttered,
“…No way.”
I hesitated for a second. Then I thought again.
Had I… really been caught?