Chapter 39
Even after Min-ah and my brother left, I sat there alone, staring blankly into space.
“Sir, we close in ten minutes.”
“Ah… sorry.”
If they hadn’t told me the time, I probably would have sat there much longer.
That was how shocking Min-ah’s changed appearance had been.
There’d been no sign of it at all—and then, the moment my brother spoke, she’d slipped off her panties and walked over on her own. It had turned me on so much I could hardly breathe.
“Hoo…”
I let out a low sigh and got to my feet.
There was no point sitting there any longer. Time to go home.
…But my feet wouldn’t move.
If I went home, Min-ah wouldn’t be there, and I’d just have to wait by myself.
It was something I’d chosen, but even so, it felt cruel. At least she should tell me what she was doing.
But calling her first would hurt my pride.
I hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address. I kept fiddling with my phone for no reason.
Ping.
I’d been staring blankly out the window when the alert sounded, and I hurriedly checked my phone.
…It was Min-ah.
“Oppa. He says he wants to sleep at our place tonight and go to work together tomorrow… is that okay?”
It sounded like she was asking permission, but in reality, that wasn’t what it was.
If I said, “No. Come home tonight,” would Min-ah actually come back?
…Probably not.
It seemed better to be generous and just tell her to go ahead, if only to salvage what was left of my pathetic pride.
I was about to reply when another message came in from Min-ah.
“If you give me the go-ahead… he says he’ll give me a present too… so what should I do?”
A present? …By “he,” she must have meant Gyeong-rok.
Hah. Right. Of course I didn’t have any choice.
“Okay. …You’ll come home on Monday, right?”
“…I’m not sure. I’ll ask him and let you know.”
The reply came quickly enough, but it wasn’t what I wanted.
Min-ah was probably in a difficult position too. I tried to understand.
By the time I shook my head, the taxi had already reached home.
I paid the fare and got out, heading toward the house, when another notification rang out.
“Oppaa… I’m not sending this because I want tooo… he… told me to send it.”
…The photo Min-ah sent was a shock.
She had shown me a video of herself naked before, but she’d never let me share it all the way through…
And now she’d taken one herself and sent it to me.
What would Min-ah become from here on out…?
I was worried, but at the same time, I was insanely turned on.
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After the long, sticky kiss ended, Gyeong-rok took a step back and looked at Min-ah.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
It had only been a kiss, but her body was already heated through and through, enough that the clear liquid trickling down the inside of her thigh gleamed wetly in the light.
Seeing that, Gyeong-rok nodded in satisfaction.
Then he took her by the wrist and led her into the bedroom.
“You can sit on the bed.”
“Yes…”
Min-ah carefully sat down. The high-quality mattress gave softly beneath her weight, cradling her hips.
Gyeong-rok stood before the bed with his arms folded, saying nothing for a moment.
Ugh… this feels… strange. Tingly.
Min-ah couldn’t bring herself to look Gyeong-rok in the eye.
“Lie back, spread your legs, and beg me to fuck you.”
The vulgarity of the words made it hard to believe they’d come out of Gyeong-rok’s mouth.
Min-ah’s face froze for an instant.
“Th-that’s…”
Would saying something make him change his mind? No, of course not.
Min-ah, who had knelt and begged for this herself, understood that better than anyone.
Gyeong-rok remained silent.
Finally giving in, Min-ah slowly lay back and spread her legs, drawing up her knees.
Her heartbeat pounded in her ears. She was still tense, so she covered part of her face with one hand.
“Ngh… p-please fuck me…”
“Do you not understand what it means to beg?”
His voice was low and cold. Whenever something displeased him, he spoke like that.
Then his fingers moved toward Min-ah’s pussy.
“You’re so wet you’re dripping, and you’re embarrassed to say it yourself?”
“Aah… hnn… haht…!”
The sudden mix of pain and pleasure made her body tremble.
Turning her head away, she narrowed her eyes and parted her lips slightly.
Through the space between her spread legs, she looked up at Gyeong-rok and said again, “Please… fuck me… Juin-nim… p-please…”
It was a filthy line—one she had never said in her life, not once, and had never imagined she ever would.
But Gyeong-rok still didn’t seem satisfied.
“I’m not crazy about that line.”
At the coldness in his voice, Min-ah’s body went still as if frozen in place.
How do I satisfy him…?
She thought hard, but with no experience in this sort of thing, she couldn’t know.
Even during the years when she’d been most curious about sex, Min-ah had hardly ever looked at explicit videos, so she had no clue what would please him.
“Show me you touching yourself. Then I’ll let this slide.”
“Eek… but…”
“Why? You’ve never done that before?”
With a face bright red, Min-ah shook her head.
“I-I… have… h-have…”
She swallowed the rest—that she’d never done it in front of a man.
To her, that was only natural.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes unfocused, her lips parted as short breaths escaped them.
Gyeong-rok still stood there, looking down at her in silence.
“O-okay…”
She squeezed her eyes shut and stretched out the hand that had been covering her face.
The moment her fingers touched the pussy that was already wet through, a slick, obscene sound rang out.
When her slender fingers brushed her clit, Min-ah’s waist gave a tiny shudder.
“Hngh… haa… ngh… ”
Her fingers slipped in and out of the opening between her parted lips.
Squelch… squelch… squelch…
From the dripping pussy, shameful sounds kept spilling without pause.
Min-ah squeezed her eyes shut and spread her fingers wider.
“Ahhngh… haa… unnn… ngh…!”
Her moans grew louder. Her thighs trembled, and the speed of her fingers increased little by little.
Her hips jolted as she sprayed juices.
Only then did Gyeong-rok begin removing his clothes one piece at a time.
A gigantic cock emerged, so large that comparing it to Min-woo’s would have been an insult.
“Can you do better now?”
“Yes… I can… I can do it…”
Min-ah looked up at Gyeong-rok through hazy eyes. His expression was still cold.
I-I even touched myself…
The indifference he showed her trampled her pride even deeper into the ground.
At the same time, it stoked an even more desperate need to cling to him.
“J-Juin-nim… please fuck my pussy… I’m begging you… shove it in without mercy… ruin me until I break…”
Min-ah’s voice shook violently as she begged, using her wet fingers to pull her pussy open on both sides.
Her face, bared pink and naked, turned crimson.
“I-it’s not enough with just my fingers… I… I can’t satisfy myself… p-please…”
Only then did Gyeong-rok look mildly pleased.
“Good. You pass.”
He took a condom from the drawer and tore the wrapper open. Slipping it over his cock, he approached one step at a time.
Min-ah swallowed hard without meaning to.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
Her breathing grew rougher and rougher. There was pressure, yes, but anticipation too.
Min-ah squeezed her eyes shut. But the fierce pleasure she’d been waiting for didn’t come immediately.
Instead of thrusting in right away, Gyeong-rok pressed the tip of his glans against her wet entrance and began rubbing slowly.
“Ngh… haa…!”
“Min-ah. Do you think Min-woo’s cock won’t satisfy you?”
At the cruel question, Min-ah’s eyes flew wide open.
The moment Min-woo’s name left Gyeong-rok’s mouth, her mind went blank.
The name of the man she loved had come out of another man’s mouth… at the exact moment she was spreading her legs for him.
Her shame rose all the way to her throat. Min-woo’s face, which she had tried so hard to forget, came back to her again.
“Ah… th-this is… I mean… because oppa wants me to do it…”
“Then you don’t really want to do it, Min-ah?”
Gyeong-rok’s question was merciless. He already knew the answer.
That she had not knelt only for Min-woo’s sake.
“Haa… hnn… haa…”
Even then, his cock kept rubbing against the mouth of her pussy, and her juices wouldn’t stop flowing.
Watching her flustered, helpless expression, Gyeong-rok gave a small, mocking laugh.
He already knew she couldn’t answer a question like that.
He’d finished analyzing her long ago.
In the end, Min-ah burst into tears and managed to force out a broken reply.
“I-I don’t know… j-just… put it in…”
“I’ll put it in if you’re honest.”
Looking at Min-ah’s collapsing expression, Gyeong-rok stopped rubbing himself against her and took a small step back.
His calm, steady voice pressed down on her like weight.
In the end, Min-ah squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth. Tears ran down her cheeks, soaking the sheets.
“Oppa… I can’t… be satisfied by Min-woo oppa’s cock… right now…”
It was almost a whisper, but each word was pronounced clearly.
Unable to resist pleasure any longer, betraying the man she loved and declaring surrender to Gyeong-rok, Min-ah even felt a tiny, guilty release—as if this might finally be over.
“Good. I like it when you’re honest. Keep doing that from now on.”
Gyeong-rok’s cock slowly forced her entrance open and slid inside. Min-ah, held by the waist in a crushing grip, couldn’t move.
The pleasure of that cock boring deep into her pussy made her head ring.
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