Beige and White (3)
Two days before opening. Late at night. A fifteen-minute walk away. I brought Haeun to my empty gym for the first time.
“Wow, the facilities are really nice, Juhyuk. Was it expensive? The location’s great too.”
“I poured every last cent into it.”
“…”
Hinami, who rarely had free time, had come all the way here as well. Her outfit was a worn-out hoodie and jeans, complete with a cap and mask to hide her identity as much as possible. Her makeup, however, was flawless.
“Hmm, really? You had that much money, Juhyuk?”
“Hey, I’ve hit a hundred-million-won salary once. It just got cut in half right after.”
“…”
Even with just her mask slightly lowered, she was the kind of woman whose identity was impossible to miss. The reason she’d gone to such lengths to come here was… well. After standing me up last time, she wasn’t really in a position to refuse. More than anything, Haeun had been the one to suggest meeting.
She’d called Hinami over, yet now she was clinging to my side without saying a word. I wished she’d at least say something.
“Hmm. Ah, what time are you open until?”
“Seven in the morning until midnight. I’ll stay until evening, then hand it over to the part-timer and head out.”
“Aww. I was hoping to sneak in alone if you closed early. It’s close to my place too.”
“We’re closed on Sundays, so come then.”
“Then I’ll drop by when I have time. When no one’s around… You’ll open the door even if I text after midnight, right?”
“If you find me a morning part-timer and pay their salary, I’ll open even if you call at four in the morning.”
“Aww, it’s not that serious~”
I kept the conversation going with Hinami, who spoke with complete confidence, while keeping the slightly tense Seo Haeun at my side. Honestly, there was a bit of discomfort, but it wasn’t unpleasant. If anything, it felt good.
“Anyway. So… why did you want to meet here?”
“You’re the one who said you wanted to meet.”
“I’d actually be more comfortable at my place. Or even your place. Since it’s right below Jia’s anyway, there wouldn’t be any scandals, right?”
“…I’m the one who suggested meeting here.”
If I said I was uncomfortable, the woman beside me, who had been curled up tightly, finally spoke. She must have been the most uncomfortable of all. After everything, having the woman who’d rolled around with the man she needed right in front of her eyes…
“Eek, Haeun-unni did?”
“Why. …You said you wanted to see me too, didn’t you?”
“Um, I did, but… Don’t you hate seeing me?”
“Yeah.”
“Ah, unni’s eyes are full of jealousy.”
“…Shut up.”
On the contrary, Hinami didn’t seem uncomfortable at all. If anything, she looked delighted, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she gazed cutely at the taller Haeun.
…Honestly, she wasn’t the type to be this relaxed. Her brain was perverted, and in bed she was clumsier than Haeun.
“Hnn… So. Why did unni want to see me?”
“…Just because? Do I need a reason?”
“Huh?”
“You’ll come if Juhyuk calls and leave if he tells you to, right? You… Or am I wrong?”
“…”
As expected of someone barely twenty. When an answer she hadn’t anticipated came out, Hinami blinked rapidly in confusion.
…Had Haeun always been this sharp-tongued? The thought crossed my mind for a moment, but when I dug through old memories, I realized this was who Seo Haeun had always been. She’d only ever been tamed by my hands.
“You’ve seen my face, so get lost. I’ll call you again when I feel like it.”
“Ah… That’s. Really surprising. Hehe. I’ve never been treated like this before…”
I couldn’t take Hinami’s side as she rubbed the back of her neck and blinked at me. First, I had to calm the barking puppy.
“Juhyuk, now… Yat, wait, mmph……”
Just enough for only me to feel it. I pulled her slightly trembling waist into my arms and sealed the lips of the woman who had been barking in anger. I glanced sideways at Hinami, whose eyes were suddenly sparkling.
I grabbed her firm ass, covered only by leggings, and squeezed tightly. I gave her a sticky, deep kiss until the strength drained from her body and she clung to me.
“…Phew. Ha. Hey…”
“…Why fight? You should get along.”
Only after confirming her melted expression did I release my sticky tongue and whisper casually into her ear.
…She’d said it was fine as long as she was first. That it didn’t matter if I did more for her. She talked big, but in the end, I knew it would come to this.
“…Juhyuk.”
“Sorry. The kid’s a bit too attached… While I calm her down, want to sit and watch?”
“…The puppy looks cute. Can I film it?”
“Hey, you…! Ah…”
I gave the still-barking woman’s ass a sharp slap, then pressed down on her shoulders and sat her on the bench. I ignored Hinami for a moment as she stared at her phone with slightly flushed eyes.
I pulled up the tank top she was wearing so her body would be fully reflected in the full-length mirrors covering the walls.
“…Whoa.”
A gray sports bra with a zipper in the center. It wasn’t damp with sweat yet, still dry. Even Hinami, who had clearly seen it before, couldn’t help but admire the sight that looked ready to burst at any moment.
“Hey, you, don’t film…!”
“…Take it off.”
“Hey, Kang Juhyuk…!”
“You said you wanted to show it, didn’t you? …In front of her.”
“…”
Even I, who saw it every day, barely held back my admiration as I whispered into her ear. We weren’t here to fight.
…She was the one who said she wanted to establish the hierarchy. It was her idea. Her will.
“……”
Tuduk, tuduk. Hinami watched with her mouth open, carefully recording as Haeun pulled down the zipper with her own hands. The bra that had been threatening to burst gradually spread left and right. The moment the connection broke, it sprang apart with a bounce, and the breasts that had been tightly bound inside flowed down in a beautiful curve.
“…Raise your arms. I’ll take it off for you.”
I removed the tank top that had been draped over her chest for a moment, then slowly pulled away the bra still caught on her arms. In a gym with no curtains. Under bright lights. Wearing only leggings. Sitting on the bench.
“…What are you looking at. You.”
“Ah, me…? Just, your body’s pretty…”
“Why. …Jealous?”
With only her nipples covered by her arms, her ears bright red, she glared at the smaller girl and put on a tough act.
“Ah, but Oppa. This, if someone sees from outside…”
“They won’t. Not unless they’re running on the treadmill.”
“Really…? Then… Move your hands a bit. Haeun-unni.”
“…Why should I?”
“…Because I’m jealous.”
“…”
At the slightly teasing remark, a strange sense of pride rose in her. She unfolded her arms that had been pushing her breasts together to make them look fuller, revealing her clean areolas and nipples.
…Despite her bold figure, she was quite cute. I wondered how I’d ended up with a head like this. Every time I saw her embarrassed, my sadistic urges kept bubbling up.
“Hmm… This. …What do I do, Oppa. I don’t think I can win.”
“Then lose, I guess.”
“…Hmph.”
I approached from behind the gradually more confident woman, massaging her pale shoulders as I slowly slid my hands downward. I made sure her ample breasts were clearly visible to Hinami, who still couldn’t take her eyes off her phone.
Molkang, molkang. I kneaded her soft breasts in every direction while watching her face in the mirror as she gradually lifted her chin and pressed her lips together in a show of confidence.
“What did you eat to get this big? Jia… isn’t even close to this.”
“She’s… my little sister.”
“Will Jia get like this when she’s six years older too…? Ahat.”
“Shut up.”
Hinami had already crouched down and zoomed her lens all the way forward. I kicked her just enough that Haeun, whose self-esteem was starting to rise more than her embarrassment, could feel it.
I patted her as if praising her.
“You won’t get like this even when you’re ten years older, let alone six… So just be satisfied with watching. …He really likes breasts, you know.”
“…Oppa really liked my breasts too.”
“…”
The moment she said that, she turned her head to glare at me. I grinned at her and gave those ample breasts a firm squeeze.
“…You can’t do this, can you? She really likes doing it with breasts.”
“Breasts… I’ve done it once too…?”
“…”
Her anger subsided for a moment, then quickly rose again. I leaned down and whispered into her ear, “She wasn’t enough, so I used my hands.” Her expression softened again, and I inwardly enjoyed watching her grow embarrassed as she looked in the mirror.
…If I’d known she’d be this embarrassed, I should’ve dressed her in something more revealing. She probably would’ve been more ashamed of that than being stripped outright.
“Anyway. I only called you to watch. Go sit in the corner and comfort yourself like last time. Or don’t. …Do whatever you want.”
“…I’ll stay here, then. For now.”
I left Hinami sitting on a nearby piece of equipment filming us and grabbed Haeun’s arm. I hugged her from behind and dragged her, waddling, toward the full-length mirror.
Her flushed face. Her breasts marked with a single tear mole and kiss marks. Her abs, which had become much more attractive than before. I wanted it all to be clearly reflected in her own eyes.
“How is it?”
“…What.”
“You got exactly what you asked for in front of her. …How does it feel?”
“…I don’t know.”
As she engraved her own body, which she should have been proud of, into her eyes, her gaze briefly caught the white hair reflected in the mirror before she lowered her head.
…Well, she’d come with heavy makeup on. She did look pretty. But she wasn’t better than you when naked. The more skin you show, the prettier you look. I just won’t say it out loud.
“Why. You called her over, but now that it’s actually happening, you’re embarrassed?”
“It’s not that… Hey. Wait a second…”
“…Why are you embarrassed. You were screaming in front of her a month ago.”
I slowly stroked her still-embarrassed back and moved my hand down to her lower abdomen. Then I slipped my fingers inside her remaining leggings and gently pulled them down along with her thin underwear. Only her soft ass was left exposed.
“…If you really can’t do it, say so. I’ll convince her to leave somehow.”
“…”
“…What are you going to do. Decide.”
As I kept rubbing her soft ass, she finally bit her lip tightly, reached into my pants, and pulled out the thing she liked so much.
“…I’ll do what she can’t. …Later.”
“Later, what?”
“…This.”
Then, as she sandwiched my large cock between her breasts… Haeun pointed to her lips with her own finger.
“…You already did that earlier.”
“Sit on her. …Sit on her and kiss me.”
“If I sit on her, she’ll die.”
“I’m the one sitting. …Idiot.”
I glanced at Hinami, who was already half-crazed with excitement and focused entirely on us.
…I wanted to blow away all that gloomy inferiority complex. While she only revealed it to me.