A Taste of Betrayal
The cramped space inside the car pressed uncomfortably against my knees on the hard floor.
My blouse was half-unbuttoned, leaving my underwear fully exposed, and my hair was a tangled mess.
Through the window, ordinary people strolled by, enjoying their lunch break.
That one opaque pane of glass between us felt like a colossal wall dividing the entire world from us.
“Hheup…”
Min-ah tightly closed her eyes.
‘This is for Oppa. It’s what he wants to see.’
She steeled herself once more and extended her trembling hand to gently cup the throbbing, solid pillar that was Gyeong-rok.
The heavy, dense sensation filling her palm made her let out a tiny, involuntary moan.
“Kkueuung…”
She slowly lowered her head, bringing her lips to the tip of his shaft.
The bitter taste of precum coated her tongue.
Min-ah hesitated for a moment, but soon her lips parted as if she had resigned herself to everything, taking him into her mouth.
The foreign feeling of his shaft suddenly filling her mouth made her want to retch, but she desperately held it back.
No matter how clean he was, it was lunchtime.
‘It smells… Why don’t I want to pull away from his mouth?’
The man’s potent scent flooded her nostrils, driving Min-ah forward.
Gyeong-rok gently stroked her hair and whispered, praising her.
“Good girl. I like it, Min-ah.”
Min-ah responded to the praise by desperately widening her mouth and swirling her tongue.
She couldn’t betray the kindness he was offering her.
The wet sounds echoed throughout the car.
“Chwet… chuluwet… churut… chuep… chuk…”
Gyeong-rok gripped her head and began to move gradually.
“Min-ah. You have no idea how good I am right now.”
He tightened his grip briefly, then immediately relaxed it as if he had realized something.
Instead, he stroked her hair with gentle tenderness.
“It’s hard? Want me to go a little slower?”
Min-ah’s throat was blocked, so she could only blink her eyes in reply.
Gyeong-rok softly caressed her cheek and spoke in a gentle voice, like a lover.
“It’s fine. I’ll go slow for you.”
His tender voice and gentle touch dulled her shame.
Instead, it oddly instilled a strange sense of obligation to submit to the situation.
In return for his consideration, Min-ah began to move her mouth again.
She wrapped her tongue around Gyeong-rok’s shaft, licked it, and softly sucked with her lips.
‘…I want to satisfy him.’
Gyeong-rok let out a satisfied groan.
He held her head gently once more and this time moved his hips very slowly, syncing with her rhythm.
He thrust deep, then pulled out almost completely.
Then he gently pushed into her throat again.
“You’re doing so well, Min-ah. …I want to finish today with your mouth?”
Min-ah nodded slightly, feeling a bit flustered.
Gyeong-rok’s praise was like honey laced with poison.
The more she heard it, the stronger her desire to perform well grew.
Shame was forgotten, and gradually pleasure and a need for approval rose within her.
Even with his shaft filling her mouth and blocking her breath, Min-ah did not stop.
Gyeong-rok simply pressed down on her head.
The touch was still gentle, but she couldn’t resist.
Min-ah decided willingly to do exactly what he wanted.
This was also for Min-woo, and she believed it firmly.
Soon, thick, bitter semen flooded her mouth.
Too much of it overflowed, spilling from the corner of her lips.
“Hheup…!”
Min-ah desperately swallowed, holding back the urge to vomit.
Tears welled in her eyes, saliva and semen mixed on her lips, ruining her face.
“Kholok… kholok… kholok!”
Gyeong-rok pulled out only after she coughed, struggling to clear the semen in her throat.
Feeling the bitter taste lingering on her lips and the foreign sensation going down her throat, Min-ah finally managed to breathe.
With her head lowered, she simply stared at the floor while kneeling.
Gyeong-rok gently lifted her chin, making her look up at him.
When she met his satisfied eyes, Min-ah found herself smiling faintly.
“Thank you. …Min-ah. It was really good.”
Gyeong-rok rummaged in his pocket and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.
Finishing with meticulous care, he smiled brightly.
“You swallowed it all. When I tell Min-woo about this today, he’ll be thrilled. Right?”
The clever frame of “it’s all for Min-woo” bound Min-ah tightly.
She said nothing and buttoned her blouse again.
“Shall we go back now, Miss Min-ah?”
“Y-yes… Shall we, Team Leader?”
Gyeong-rok returned to his usual self, as if nothing had happened.
Lunch break was almost over.
Even while eating dinner, I kept stealing glances at Min-ah’s face.
Just like usual, I ate, drank water, and gave her a silly smile when she laughed.
But that smile bothered me.
It was too… ordinary. It felt strangely off.
“Oppa. Why are you staring like that?”
Min-ah asked, setting down her chopsticks.
I couldn’t answer for a moment.
I still couldn’t decide if it was something I could say.
“No, it’s just…”
“Not just. You’ve been staring since earlier.”
Min-ah tried to laugh it off playfully, but seeing my stiff expression, the smile on her lips slowly faded.
“Oppa. Is something wrong?”
“Min-ah.”
“Eung.”
Her voice trembled slightly.
I really didn’t want to do this.
I didn’t want to corner her, or even suspect her.
But I couldn’t stop myself.
“You… do you like Team Leader Gyeong-rok?”
Min-ah’s hand froze.
The side dish balanced on her chopstick fell back onto her plate.
“…What?”
“No, I didn’t mean it that way…”
The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
But it was already too late.
Min-ah stared at me silently.
At first her face showed surprise, then she let out a small laugh as if it were absurd.
“Oppa. Are you asking me that right now?”
“I don’t want to say things like this either.”
“…Then why are you?”
Min-ah’s voice grew slightly colder.
I bit my lip.
“It’s just… I’ve been thinking about it lately.”
“Thinking about what?”
“…Min-ah used to call him ‘Oppa’ like it was something personal.”
Min-ah’s face instantly flushed.
I looked away without realizing it.
That tiny reaction sent my heart plummeting.
“That’s…”
“And lately, whenever his name comes up, you keep…”
“Oppa.”
Min-ah cut me off.
“Are you suspecting me now?”
“No.”
I answered too quickly.
It might have sounded like a lie.
Min-ah exhaled in disbelief.
“You were the one who suggested it.”
“I know.”
“You said you were fine with it, and you—”
Min-ah couldn’t finish, biting her lip instead.
A sense of grievance showed in her eyes.
“I didn’t find it easy from the beginning either.”
“I know. I know that too.”
“No. You don’t know anything.”
Min-ah’s voice trembled.
“You just said you wanted to see it, that you were excited. So I tried to accept it however I could.”
“Min-ah.”
Tears filled Min-ah’s large eyes.
I wanted to apologize right then, saying it had been a mistake, but the words wouldn’t come out.
“But now you’re asking me if I like Team Leader Gyeong-rok… what am I supposed to say?”
I couldn’t say a word.
“You said you wanted it, so I endured it. You said it was fine, so I accepted it… and now you’re asking like this? What am I supposed to become?”
A cold voice pierced my chest. I lowered my head.
“I’m sorry.”
“I don’t want to hear that you’re sorry.”
“…I don’t know either.”
Finally, my voice came out. Grief squeezed my throat.
“I don’t understand why I’m doing this. I clearly wanted it, but when you smile at him like that, call him like that… I was scared.”
Min-ah’s expression wavered slightly. But she immediately looked away.
“…Scared of what?”
“That you might truly love Team Leader Gyeong-rok.”
Silence descended. Only after speaking did I realize what I truly wanted to hear.
Min-ah remained silent for a long while.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah.”
“I still love you.”
Her words eased my breath a little.
But then she added.
“Still…”
My heart hardened again.
Min-ah fiddled with the edge of the table with her fingertips.
“But I know I’ve been acting strange lately too.”
I looked up. Min-ah avoided my eyes.
“I don’t hate Team Leader Gyeong-rok.”
One sentence made my heart sink.
Min-ah hurried to continue.
“No, that’s not what I meant… I absolutely don’t. I love you the most. That’s real.”
“But you don’t hate him either?”
My voice came out colder than I expected.
Min-ah flinched. Her voice grew slightly angry as she continued.
“You made it like that.”
I had nothing to say.
Min-ah looked wide-eyed, realizing what she had just said.
“Ah… no, that was not what I meant by it.”
“It is.”
I laughed. It wasn’t from amusement.
“I did make it that way.”
“Oppa…”
“But now that you seem to be shaking even a little, I can’t bear it.”
Min-ah’s eyes grew wet.
“I’m having a hard time too.”
At those words, I stayed silent. Min-ah continued, head lowered.
“It’s not just you who’s having a hard time. I think about it every time. Is this right? Am I the one who’s changed? But since you say you like it… since you want it…”
Min-ah rubbed the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.
“I just believe it’ll be okay somehow.”
Hearing that, my anger slowly faded.
In its place, greater anxiety surged.
“Min-ah. Then… should we stop?”
Min-ah slowly raised her head.
From the look in her eyes, I knew.
It wasn’t just relief.
Surprise. Confusion.
And an even fainter hesitation.
The moment I saw that tiny hesitation, I swallowed hard.
“…Of course I can’t choose. That was our promise.”
“Oppa…”
She lifted her water glass to her lips. It wasn’t calming.
What am I saying?
…Even after saying it, I couldn’t understand.
Min-ah slowly stood up. She picked up only her phone and left.
I could only watch her go.