The Freshman's Temptation
Every time he thrust into her, Hye-na's pussy clenched tight as if resisting—then contracted again, sucking him in.
"Hah! Hah! Hah! Me too… why does this feel so good. Oppa… hah!"
Hye-na threw her head back, eyes shut, answering him with moans that bordered on screams.
The whites of her eyes began to roll upward. Her lips parted, her tongue peeking out just slightly, her face growing more and more lewd by the second.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
"Ah… stop…!"
Even as she said it, her hands gripped Yeonwoo's ass and pulled him deeper into her.
"Oppa… I can't hold back the sounds. If you keep going… someone's really going to hear us."
But the cock buried inside her was gripped hard by her slick, greedy pussy.
"Just a little more… me too… just a little more and I'm gonna cum."
"Aahng… Oppa… I'm going crazy…"
"Ugh… Hye-na… Hye-na…"
After a few more fierce thrusts, Yeonwoo poured everything he had deep into her body.
"Ahk!!! Hye-na…"
His cock pulsed and swelled even larger inside her cunt. The moment the hot liquid flooded her depths, Hye-na's legs trembled in spasms.
"Euheong… Ahaang… Ahk!!!"
Her breath came in ragged gasps. Hot convulsions wracked her body, and she, too, sank into the peak of pleasure with a long, drawn-out moan.
In such a short time—without even using that many skills—the number was impressively high.
Yeonwoo was gradually mastering the art of satisfying a woman.
A little later, both of their breathing settled, and the dark lecture hall grew even quieter.
Hye-na leaned against the wall as if she barely had the strength to stand. Yeonwoo pulled her into his arms. His hands stroked her back and her ass.
"You okay?"
His voice was soft now, though still a little breathless.
"No… I'm not okay."
"Hm?"
"I… I want to do it one more time."
"If that's the case, I'm ready whenever—"
When Yeonwoo tried to press his body against hers again, Hye-na startled and pulled away.
"That doesn't mean I'm giving it to you again!!!!"
"Then what is it…"
"Oppa… just hold out a little. If I do it with you one more time… I won't get any work done today."
"Tch… kind of a shame."
"Yeah… same for me."
Yeonwoo slowly withdrew his cock from her pussy and stepped back. The moment he pulled free, a rush of her juices and his cum spilled out of her.
Her face was flushed bright red, her legs still trembling faintly. The remaining fluids trickled down her thighs.
"Haang… I really don't want to let you go, Oppa."
"Me neither… I want to stay like this with you all night."
"This weekend… let's stay stuck together just like this."
"Isn't that a given? Don't tell me you were planning to work over the weekend too?"
"Ah… no… not that, but…"
"Hmm… somehow I feel like you were."
Yeonwoo pouted a little as he zipped up his pants. She, too, pressed her legs together, bent at the waist, and pulled her pants and panties back up.
"But… Oppa… I…"
"Yeah? What is it?"
"I'm annoyed."
"Huh?"
Yeonwoo tilted his head, momentarily flustered.
"Why all of a sudden?"
"I just feel like… whenever you want, wherever you want… I give it to you… like I've become too easy of a girl."
"You don't like that? Why? I like you because of that…"
"If I'm too easy… there's no charm, right?"
She added in a small voice,
"What if you get bored of me right away…"
Yeonwoo looked at her for a moment. Then he stepped closer, reached out, and gently lifted her chin.
"Don't say stupid things."
His voice was soft.
"I've never thought of you as easy."
"I hope… you really mean that."
Instead of answering, he looked at her a little longer, then casually changed the subject.
"Oh, right… that thing you mentioned last time… the freshman Professor Yeon is after… is that Gyu-ri?"
"Huh? Ah!"
She nodded and smiled.
"Yeah. She was in the studio earlier. You must've seen her too."
After a brief pause, she added playfully,
"She's pretty, huh…"
"Hm?"
I need to answer this carefully.
"Well… if it's her… I'm actually more worried…"
"Why?"
"Because she's so much worse than you… Professor Yeon probably just got distracted for a second by the novelty of a new girl… and then he'll come right back to you…"
"Tch… liar…"
She said it, but the corners of Hye-na's mouth curved up slightly. She didn't look displeased.
Hmm… so it is Gyu-ri…
After a final brief hug with Hye-na, Yeonwoo left the building.
The engine of his black luxury SUV purred to life. He drove slowly along the quiet campus road toward the main gate.
That was when a woman's figure walking along the sidewalk came into view.
Tall, with a slender frame, long wavy hair cascading over her shoulders.
It was Kim Gyu-ri—the underclassman he'd greeted outside Hye-na's studio.
She was wearing earphones, walking with her head slightly bowed.
Yeonwoo eased the wheel, quietly pulling up alongside her on the sidewalk and stopping. He rolled down the window and called out.
"Kim Gyu-ri?"
Gyu-ri startled, pulled out her earphones, and turned.
"Ah, yes…"
She recognized him, but seemed unsure how to address him.
"Are you heading home now too, Gyu-ri?"
Yeonwoo asked with a natural smile.
"Yes. I just finished."
Gyu-ri nodded as she answered. Her gaze flicked briefly to Yeonwoo's face, then to his car.
"Which way is home? It's late… let me give you a ride."
Gyu-ri hesitated for a moment. But the hesitation didn't last long. Her eyes swept over his car once more.
"Really? I'd… appreciate it, but…"
The number had jumped from 7 to 15.
Curiosity, and a touch of goodwill.
So it is the car, huh?
"Come on, get in."
Gyu-ri opened the front passenger door and climbed in. A soft intake of breath as she settled into the leather seat.
Yeonwoo rolled up the window and pulled away. Outside noise cut off, leaving only quiet music in a private space.
As the car moved, Gyu-ri gazed quietly out the window—but she was clearly aware of his presence and the atmosphere of the car.
Yeonwoo kept his hands on the wheel and thought to himself.
Yeah… now I get why people say a nice car makes it easier to pick up women.
He could feel Gyu-ri in the seat beside him. The shift in her attitude was subtle, but definite.
Of course, the fact that he was "Hye-na unnie's boyfriend" played a role in her agreeing to his offer—but the image this car projected, the sense of safety, and the curiosity it sparked were clear points of attraction.
"Where did you say home was?"
Yeonwoo asked in a gentle tone.
"Gangnam area. If it's inconvenient, you can just drop me at the subway station."
Gyu-ri answered politely.
"It's fine. I'm headed that way."
Of course, it was a completely different direction…
He pretended to focus on driving while observing Gyu-ri's reactions.
There was a reason for Yeonwoo's kindness.
If she's the woman Professor Yeon is after… this girl is going to get tangled up with Yeon Jeong-ho one way or another. Maybe she already has… maybe she's already fallen into his clutches. In that case… couldn't I use her to reactivate Yeon Jeong-ho's status window?
Asking Eun-ju again had felt awkward and burdensome, so Yeonwoo planned to use this girl instead.
If she already had a relationship with Yeon Jeong-ho… his own guilt would be lighter too.
And right now, seducing a young girl like this felt far too easy.
At least, that was what he thought.
He issued a command in his mind.
Manual Emotion Level adjustment. Target value: 50. Rise of 3 points per minute.
Fifty.
That would be enough.
The level where uncontrollable excitement begins to bloom, where that excitement turns into affection. Even the level that could make her feel this meeting was "fate."
While focusing on the road, he naturally drew out conversation.
Campus life, her major, future hopes, hobbies…
Surface-level topics, but a continuous flow of getting-to-know-you talk. He asked the right questions and listened to her answers with genuine attention. Sometimes he mixed in humor to keep things light.
"Oppa… you feel… a lot more comfortable than I expected. And charming… and capable, too…"
Gyu-ri said carefully. There was far more ease in her voice than at the start.
The car stopped in front of the upscale officetel Gyu-ri had mentioned. He quietly parked by the curb.
When the engine cut off, the car interior grew even quieter, and an awkward silence briefly filled the space where conversation had stopped.
"Thanks to you, I got here comfortably."
Gyu-ri said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
"Really, thank you, Yeo… Yeonwoo oppa."
Gyu-ri smiled as she said goodbye.
But the way she gathered her bag was strangely slow. She could have opened the door right away, yet she deliberately hesitated one more beat.
And when she lifted her head to look at him, Yeonwoo read clear reluctance in her eyes.
It was a message that said, I don't want to part ways here.
I have to play this right. That's how I get into her place tonight. Naturally, without awkwardness. Light physical contact. And then… a kiss.
Multiple scenes flashed through Yeonwoo's mind like rapid simulations.
Then—
She spoke first, in a small voice.
"Oppa…"
Her voice was soft, laced with coyness, and seductive.
"Would you… like to come up for some ramen? I'll cook it for you."
What that offer meant was clear.
Instead of answering, Yeonwoo looked at her for a moment.
They both already knew the answer was decided.
Her status window's Emotion Level was pointing at 50.
Yeonwoo put on a gentle smile and said,
"Shall we?"
Stepping into Gyu-ri's place together, Yeonwoo unconsciously slowed his pace and surveyed the interior.
It was a one-room, but it was clearly outside the category of any "student studio" he knew.
The ceilings were high, the floor a softly gleaming hardwood finish. Past the entryway, the city nightscape stretched out spectacularly beyond a full glass window.
The space was neatly organized. On one wall hung a stylish art poster cleanly set in a frame; the sofa and table were designs that suggested a high price point without needing to flaunt a brand.
The bed was quite luxurious and large, too. On the desk sat a latest-model laptop and a high-end lamp, with a few major textbooks stacked neatly beside them.
Yeonwoo thought to himself.
A place like this… isn't something a student could maintain on their own earnings. Rich family kid? Or…
"Have a seat on the sofa."
"Mm…"
His gaze swept the night view outside the window once more. Then he looked back at Gyu-ri.
Things he'd missed because it was dark, because he hadn't looked closely.
Her outfit was finally clear to him.
At first he'd thought it was just a typical, casual college-student look. But looking carefully—
The thin necklace at her throat, the watch on her wrist, even the bag she'd been carrying so naturally.
Things anyone in the know would recognize at a glance. Some of them bore the tiny logos of expensive luxury brands.
"Do you really want the ramen?"
Gyu-ri asked again.
"No… just… a glass of water."
"Ah, okay."
Gyu-ri headed for the fridge.
Hmm… judging by her behavior… the odds of rolling around on that bed with her tonight are 100%. If I'm going to use her to restore Professor Yeon Jeong-ho's status window function… I need to get her to 90 or above…
Yeonwoo continued thinking as he watched her come back with a water glass.
For that, simple sex like what I just had with Hye-na won't be enough. I need to deploy every skill I have… and make the situation as stimulating as possible.
His thoughts solidified into a concrete scenario.
The situation of stealing her unnie's boyfriend…
That would deliver the thrill of betrayal and taboo at the same time—something beyond mere seduction.
I have to make the guilt of sleeping with her unnie's man and the pleasure I give her create a synergy.