Lingering Heat and Quiet Doubts
"Haa... haa..." Yu-jin let out ragged breaths, her body still sensitive from my caresses. Satisfied by her moans, I grinned and began kneading her ass without restraint. Her pale skin, smooth as fresh dough, yielded under my hands, stretched and squeezed until the sight and feel of it sent a sharp thrill through me. It was truly like chewy rice cake—soft, plump, addictive. At times I almost felt it was a shame only I got to see it; that ass could hook anyone who touched it, a drug no one could quit.
My fingers slid past the clean crease of her anus and reached her tightly closed outer lips. I began to tease them. "Your pussy looks so pretty every time I see it, haha."
"Ah... Oppa, stop saying such embarrassing things..."
Yu-jin glanced at me, but the excitement was too much; she kept moaning. "For someone who says that, your pussy is being awfully honest."
With that, I pushed a finger inside her. Her hips jerked once, then she cried out like she had lost her mind. Watching her reaction, I withdrew my finger and started licking her in earnest. What people called "pussy-licking" was one of Yu-jin's favorite forms of foreplay.
"Kyaaang! Ah... Oppa, it feels so good... aang... aaang..."
A flood of her juices poured out. Yu-jin had always been a naturally wet woman—everything about her drove men crazy.
"Yu-jin, I'm putting it in now."
"Ah... Oppa, hurry..."
I parted her folds with the head of my cock and thrust in all at once.
"Aahk... Oppa, it feels amazing~~"
The moment I entered her, her eyes glazed over as if she had come a little; her body trembled. I began moving in the classic missionary position, the one that made it easiest to control my pace. Yet after going so long without sex, I had overlooked one thing: Yu-jin's face, beautiful enough to be an idol's, and her C-cup breasts bouncing wildly with every thrust. Staring straight at that sight while trying to hold back was harder than writing a thesis.
"Is it because it's been a while? Already..."
Feeling the urge to come rising fast, I stopped moving, unwilling to end things so soon. I pulled out.
"Yu-jin, let's change positions. Turn around and get on your knees."
I asked for doggy style. Though she looked embarrassed, she obeyed. The sight of her from behind made my cock swell even harder, veins throbbing. As if possessed, I grabbed her hips like handles and drove straight back in.
"Aahk! Oppa, you're going so deep..."
I pounded into her like a rutting animal, eyes locked on the way her ass rippled. That perfect heart-shaped curve, the flawless white skin I wanted to mark, the way it jiggled every time our bodies met—it was enough to make any man come instantly, spraying thick, cloudy desire inside or outside her. I was no exception.
Every time my cock disappeared between those plump cheeks and reappeared, the obscene view pushed me closer to the edge.
"Ugh, it's been too long... I'm gonna come already..."
"Yu-jin, I'm coming..."
"Yeah, Oppa, come quick..."
I thrust hard and fast, then flooded her pussy with my release. Pulse after pulse of semen poured deep into her womb. Spent, I collapsed on top of her, savoring the afterglow.
"Oppa, that was so good..."
"Me too. It felt amazing doing it with you after so long."
Seeing her satisfied expression, I smiled and brought my mouth back to her breasts. Our long-awaited night together stretched until dawn. By the light of a single lamp we explored each other's bodies again and again, her moans echoing through the quiet house.
—The next morning, on the way to work
"I'm heading out. Love you, Yu-jin."
"Mm, love you too, Oppa. Have a good day."
Yu-jin saw me off with especially loving eyes, clearly still glowing from last night's sex. It had been wonderful, deeply satisfying. "Why don't we do this more often?" The thought crossed my mind, yet I quickly pushed it away. No matter how incredible it felt once we started, the desire to initiate had been fading lately—and that was becoming my biggest worry.
I used to get hard the moment she entered my sight. Lately, something had changed.
"Is it age? Or have I just gotten too used to her? I don't know yet. No point overthinking it. I should just focus on work. Wasn't I supposed to submit that research report today?"
Unlike last time, the commute went smoothly.
—Company lunch break
"Gyu-min, you look like you're in a good mood today."
"Me? If it shows, then I guess so."
"What's with that answer? Did something good happen yesterday?"
Cheol-min and I were having our usual rooftop chat after lunch, coffee in hand.
"Hmm, let me guess... You slept with your wife, didn't you?"
Cheol-min grinned suggestively. He hated being tied down and lived freely, the kind of guy who made boundary-pushing jokes without hesitation. Most people either liked or disliked him for it, but our conversation styles clicked, so we had become close quickly.
"Senior, your intuition is scary."
"Of course. Who do you think I am? A man who eats with his eyes and ears. Thanks to that, I adapted to the company fast. Plus, I've met plenty of women, haha."
"With that kind of intuition, how did you end up divorced? And what does meeting lots of women have to do with it?"
"You little—hitting where it hurts. Just drop it, why are you digging?"
Cheol-min continued, "I'm not the type to envy others, but honestly, I'm jealous of you."
"Jealous of what now?"
"You know exactly what. You're a real piece of work. Be honest—how pretty is your wife?"
Even between close friends, commenting on another man's wife that way was rude, but Cheol-min and I were close enough that I usually let it slide. Before I married Yu-jin, when I showed him her photo, his remarks had annoyed me. Over time, though, I realized he meant no real harm; it was just his personality.
"If you're so jealous, hurry up and remarry. Your ex-wife was pretty too, you know."
"Oh please. I could charm any woman into marriage right now if I wanted. The problem is finding one who actually suits me."
"You like clubs and nightlife anyway. Plenty of pretty girls there—go hit on them with your skills."
"I don't know... You know I hate being tied down. After the divorce, I have zero interest in that kind of commitment anymore."
Cheol-min took a sip of coffee and went on. "Well, some people get married and stay happy like you, but I'm on the other side. So I'm just going to live freely, doing whatever I want."
"Don't say it like that. Our marriage is still good, just like you said."
"That's a relief, then."
We both fell silent, sipping coffee and gazing at the city view. What I had said was true—our relationship was still good. Yet a doubt had crept in.
"Is it really okay for us to keep going like this?"
Our sex life had been declining for nearly a year, and the cause wasn't Yu-jin. Last night had been great because it had been so long, and her body was still burning hot. Mine, however, felt like its peak heat was slowly cooling with age. If things continued this way, we might end up in a sexless marriage because of me. I didn't want that, but I wasn't sure my willpower alone could stop it.
"Is there something wrong with my mind?"
Outwardly I seemed fine, so the problem had to be internal. These thoughts kept circling in my head. I remembered reading online that a man's sex drive peaks in his early twenties and gradually declines, while a woman's often peaks in her mid-to-late thirties. Yu-jin was entering the phase where her desire was rising; I was in the phase where mine was falling. The data matched what I was experiencing.
"Even Cheol-min's seemingly solid marriage fell apart. Are we really going to be okay? If we keep going like this, we'll end up sexless too, just like them..."
Lost in thought, I was startled when Cheol-min spoke.
"Hey, life is short. Enjoy it while you can, without regrets."
"What are you talking about all of a sudden, Senior?"
"You had such a serious look on your face... I thought maybe you had a big problem. If you do, talk to me."
"No... it's nothing."
"Fine. But I'm always open if you want to vent. That's what seniors are for, right?"
He checked his phone. Lunch break was almost over.
"Not much time left. Shall we head down?"
"Yeah. You go first. I'm going to the restroom."
We tossed our empty cups and started downstairs. Suddenly Cheol-min called out.
"Oh, right. Let's grab drinks soon. I've got something to show you."
"Sure, got it."
"Okay. Let's work hard today too."
He flashed a grin and headed off while I returned to the office.