Sohyeon's Stockings
I spent the morning at home working on my assignments.
Then, before lunch, I headed downstairs to the shop on the first floor, just as the landlady had told me to.
"You came?"
"Yes."
"Take these."
A shopping bag stuffed full of something was shoved toward me.
"These are meal-prep packs of gukbap, and this is spicy pork. This one's curry. This one's jjajang. Stick them in the freezer, and when you're ready to eat, just microwave them and dump them over rice."
"Whoa… thank you so much."
"You've got rice, right?"
"Yes. I've got instant rice."
"If you can manage it, cook actual rice, pack it into containers, and freeze those too. It tastes better when you reheat it. Cheaper. More nutritious, too."
"It's more nutritious?"
"Mm-hm. Once you freeze it and it thaws…"
I trusted whatever the landlady said.
"So eat frozen rice."
"But my freezer's tiny."
"Didn't think of that."
"I'm always grateful, ma'am."
"Please. I just made too much, so don't feel bad about taking it."
She called it leftover disposal. It absolutely was not.
"I'll eat well."
"Go on, then."
The way she looked after me like I was her own son filled me with genuine gratitude.
I'd moved into the rooftop room right after discharge, so I didn't know much about her. All I knew was that she owned the building. It just made me think that when I grew up, I wanted to be a good person like her.
Back upstairs, I pulled out the curry first and stuck everything else in the freezer. I ate the curry with some instant rice.
"Damn, that's good."
It saved me money and it tasted great. Couldn't ask for more.
In the afternoon I went back to focusing on my studies.
Jang Cheolwu. The same goddamn ball-buddy I'd slogged through boys' middle school, boys' high school, and the military with.
I really had quit gaming. Between assignments, studying, and part-time work, there just wasn't time. Thankfully, he didn't push any harder.
Once I finished my homework, it was time for the evening shift. This time of day wasn't bad.
What should I ask her to show me today?
Today was Saturday. I still had two interest payments left to collect from Sohyeon.
"Welcome."
"Hey."
A white shirt, a tight black skirt, and black stockings. I'd seen the outfit before, but somehow it hit me fresh all over again. Whatever else you could say, the way those stockings hugged her legs was a work of art every single time. The red ribbon at her throat was a killer accent, too.
So that's why there are so many customers.
Saturdays were always busy. Plenty of guys rolling in drunk, looking to game. But today felt especially packed.
"Hey, you got a boyfriend?"
"Yes. I do."
Word about Sohyeon must have spread even further. Guys sneaking glances at her. Guys asking for her SNS or her number. All kinds of them drifted up to the counter. Sohyeon stayed a total iron wall through all of it.
Watching her handle them made my shoulders puff up for no good reason.
I've seen that girl's pussy.
Only me. Just me.
A stupid little grin kept creeping onto my face.
"Hey. What are you doing? Clean that up already."
"Yes, boss."
Even the manager didn't rag on me too hard with this many customers around. The problem was that I had to work my ass off without a second to spare.
I still need to collect interest today…
Past ten o'clock and I still hadn't found a single opening to ask Sohyeon for anything. We were slammed.
"Jesus. Can you people stop coming already?"
I boiled ramen nonstop, ran deliveries, cleaned—and before I knew it, closing time was right on top of us. There was simply no window to collect the interest.
"You're both off. Go home."
The relief shift showed up, and that was the end of the workday. I was heading out looking thoroughly dejected when Sohyeon tapped me on the shoulder.
"Why the long face?"
"…I didn't get today's interest."
"…"
"Get home safe."
"Um… if it's okay, I'll pay it all at once. The interest."
"Huh? Really?"
"Yes. My paycheck hits tomorrow. I'll pay back the money and cover two days' worth of interest… at the same time."
Blood rushed straight to my face.
"Yeah! That'd be great, thank you."
"Unbelievable. You've been moping around like a kicked puppy this whole time just because of that?"
"Obviously. Interest has to be collected."
"You're ridiculous."
Sohyeon smiled faintly. That little smile set my chest fluttering. Heading home like this felt way too unfinished.
"Sohyeon. Could you give me that interest now?"
"…Right now?"
"Yeah. Tomorrow's obviously going to be just as busy. Two days' worth, all at once…"
My heart pounded the second the words left my mouth. Sure enough, Sohyeon's eyes narrowed.
"I don't want to do it where there are people around."
"Th-there. There's an alley over that way."
When she looked where I was pointing, a little color rose in her cheeks. It was secluded, barely any foot traffic—but every so often, you might hear a suspicious moan from somewhere in the dark. Being right next to the PC bang building, there was a low-key rumor among the staff. Drunk people doing certain things back there, that kind of talk.
"…Are you a pervert?"
So she'd heard the rumors too.
"No. I just—"
"Follow me."
Sohyeon took the lead. My chest opened wide.
She wasn't heading for the alley I'd pointed out. She went past it, past it again, until we came out somewhere even more dank and secluded. An alley without a single streetlamp. It was so dark the stars overhead looked impossibly clear.
"…I'll pay the interest here."
"Wait. How did you even know about a place like this?"
"It's on the way to my mom's snack shop."
"This is?"
"I just remembered it because it's always so dark whenever I walk through."
"Huh. That must've been scary."
"…"
"Weren't you scared walking alone?"
"I'm fine. I've always taken this route."
"You should've said something. I would've walked you."
"It's okay. You need to go rest too, oppa."
"I'm fine, though."
"Just take your interest already. What do you want to see?"
"It's two days' worth, so I can name two things, right?"
"…Well, yeah. This is the last time anyway."
Sohyeon's black skirt and stockings suddenly felt a lot less ordinary. The darkness only made the lines of her legs stand out more. And under that red ribbon, the quiet swell of her chest looked awfully tempting.
"Tear your stockings… and show me your pussy. And open your shirt and show me your nipples inside your bra, too."
"…"
"T-too much?"
Had I been too bold? My head was so hot I'd just blurted it out.
"…That settles the interest completely."
"Yeah!"
I nodded hard enough to rattle my brain.
"Honestly. You like the weirdest things."
"It's natural for a guy."
"…Haa."
"Hey, Sohyeon. Can I ask you one thing?"
"What is it?"
"Showing me stuff like that… it doesn't bother you?"
"…That's just common sense, so what am I supposed to do? And besides… it doesn't particularly bother me."
"What if it were the boss?"
"Don't remind me of that. That disgusting face."
My heart beat even harder. So that meant I was better than the boss, right? Being rated as at least a decent person in Sohyeon's eyes felt incredibly good. A goofy grin spread across my face.
"In the first place… if you'd been the kind of person the boss is, I never would've borrowed money from you, and I never would've sent that text yesterday."
"Ah…"
"It was also my first time showing anyone, so I asked because I wanted to know if mine looked okay."
"Yeah! It was insanely pretty! Seriously pretty!"
"…"
Looking shy, she started undoing the buttons of her shirt. Pop. Pop. All the while glancing around. That little reaction sent a strange thrill through me. My heart was pounding. Hard.
Pop, pop—
She finished the buttons, and then… took the bra all the way off. I'd expected her to just hike it up or pull it down.
They bounced free—
And there were Sohyeon's big, beautiful breasts.
"Whoa…"
My mouth fell open again. Those breasts genuinely needed to be designated a cultural treasure. My hands itched.
I'm going crazy.
I wanted to grab them roughly, paw at them like an animal.
"Don't… stare like that."
"I'm collecting interest."
Somehow, in moments like this, I got bold.
Now for the bottom half.
She parted her legs slightly, then hiked her skirt up. Below the stockings clipped at her waist, black pantyhose came into view. And the white panties covering her most private place… delivered a strangely sharp visual punch.
"I have to… tear them, right?"
"Y-yeah."
"…Where do you even get ideas like this."
"Hold on."
My mouth got bold again.
"Can I… try tearing them myself?"
"…"
"I won't touch you. For real. Promise! I'll just tear them. Tear them and look, that's all."
"That wasn't… part of the interest deal."
"Please. I'm begging you."
"Haa…"
Faced with my desperate plea, Sohyeon hesitated. I must have been out of my mind. But I was so fucking turned on I could barely hold it in.
"Really… just tear them. Don't touch anything."
"Yeah! Yeah!"
I nodded so fast my head was a blur.
"Like this… if I spread them?"
Looking embarrassed, Sohyeon parted her legs. I dropped to a crouch in front of her without missing a beat. It was dark, but up close I could see right through the stockings to the white panties underneath.
Gulp.
I swallowed hard.
My hands are shaking.
Sohyeon's crotch was right in front of my face. What man on earth could keep his cool in a situation like this?
"…I'm gonna tear them."
"…Okay."
I carefully reached out with both hands. Gripped the stockings on the insides of her thighs. My fingers brushed her skin lightly, but—
Okay. Okay.
—she didn't scold me for it.
I'm so tense.
That distinctive rough nylon texture caught between my fingers. I took one breath in—then yanked hard to both sides.
Riiip—!
The sound of stockings tearing rang loud through the dark alley. Through the limp, shredded gaps in the black fabric, pure white cotton panties were fully exposed. Black stocking remnants and white panties. The visual hit was unreal.
"Haa…"
Looking up, I saw Sohyeon staring off somewhere else. She seemed deeply embarrassed.
Huh?
Her panties… were a little damp.
She's turned on?
Same as before. Looking at her seemed to get her going. The fact that I was the one turning Sohyeon on only wound me up more. My breathing got rough.
"Hoo. Hoo."
I steadied my breath. Time for the highlight of the interest payment. The stockings were torn—now I got to see what was underneath.
"W-wait a second."
"What, what."
"N-no. Since we agreed you wouldn't touch me. I'll do the panties myself…"
"No. I don't want that."
"…"
"Ah, sorry. Let me do this too. I really won't touch you."
"Hoo. Fine."
I'd promised not to touch, so I had to keep it. I reached out with trembling fingers and lightly hooked the edge of her white panties.
"…"
Sohyeon's legs twitched. But she didn't pull away. Paying interest was common sense, after all.
Slowly, I caught the elastic and drew it aside. As the taut fabric slid away, Sohyeon's most precious place came into view.
"Whoa…"
It was dark, but we were so close I could see everything. A neatly groomed, soft pink, beautiful pussy. Just like her nipples earlier, the color was absolutely insane. Her chest had been a cultural treasure—this was full national-treasure tier.
"Holy shit!"
The admiration slipped out before I could stop it. Her pussy fluttered faintly, like it was breathing. Watching it slowly grow wetter, I swallowed dryly.
When I leaned back a step to take it all in—
"Whoa…"
—those massive breasts and nipples, and her pussy, all in one frame. It was enough to drive a person completely insane.
