I Want to Rest
"But I never just threw my body around like that. There were times when things got desperate, and people wanted me because of it—but I never did that kind of business."
Yeonsu undid the buttons of the suit jacket she was wearing and slipped it off, then unbuttoned her blouse as well. Her pale purple bra came into view.
"You've already seen me naked, but I still think I'm not half bad."
She unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it, too. Now she stood in her unbuttoned blouse with the bra showing through it, her panties, and black band stockings that rose all the way to her thighs. Ah… she was still wearing her heels as well.
Yeonsu came toward me. She set her hands on my shoulders and said,
"You're a strange man, Jisin. With just a single word and a single look, you have this bizarre power that completely disarms people. I grow endlessly weak. I want to lean on you. I want to depend on you."
I smiled.
"That's why I came out here today."
Yeonsu took off her blouse and reached behind her back to unhook her bra. Looking at me, she emphasized it again.
"I am absolutely not a loose woman. But tonight, in front of you, Jisin, I want to be a loose woman—so please, accept me."
She threw herself into my arms. Yeonsu's body was so warm. I held her as gently and warmly as I could, putting my heart into it. I felt the strength draining from her body. I scooped her up in a princess carry and carried her to the bed. Carefully, I laid her down. Her breasts swayed and a strange feeling stirred through me, but I had no desire to do anything to a woman swaying with drink. Yeonsu looked at me with half-open eyes, but the alcohol seemed to have completely enveloped her now. I brought my face close to hers and said,
"Get some sleep for now."
I pressed a light kiss to her lips. Yeonsu closed her eyes, her limbs splayed limply. I pulled the covers over her and went over to where the sofa was. Looking back at the bed, she wasn't moving at all. I thought she had probably fallen asleep. I opened the refrigerator, took out a beer, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV. I drank while watching the news. Yeonsu was in no condition for a normal conversation, and doing something to a woman in that state didn't sit right with my own moral standards. I'd already had plenty to drink, and after finishing one can of beer my eyes grew heavy. I sank into the sofa just like that and fell asleep.
I woke to a splitting headache and a throat so dry it burned. I heaved my heavy body up, opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of water, and drained it in a single gulp. I was about to head into the bathroom when I stopped. There was the sound of running water. I quickly looked toward the bed. Yeonsu wasn't there. It was probably her in the shower. I went back and sat on the sofa. Outside it was still dark. Checking the time, it was past two in the morning.
A moment later the bathroom door opened and Yeonsu came out naked. With a towel wrapped around her head and nothing else on, she spotted me and came straight over. Before I could say a word, she climbed onto my lap and pressed her mouth to mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. The towel around her head came loose, and her wet hair spilled over me.
She must have brushed her teeth—there was the scent of toothpaste—but her breath still smelled of alcohol. I took hold of her waist. Her body was still slightly damp, and contrary to my expectations, it was quite firm. Of course there was a little give at her waist, but only at a charming level. In truth I had grabbed her intending to push her away, but faced with that soft skin I couldn't push her at all—I just held her body and felt her.
In the meantime Yeonsu's tongue finished exploring my mouth and withdrew, her lips leaving mine. Breathing hard, she looked at me.
"I drank a little because I couldn't work up the courage—and you just put me to bed like that? How could you?"
Still breathing roughly, Yeonsu started stripping my clothes off. I had no desire to resist. Instead I grabbed the breasts swaying right in front of my eyes. Yeonsu let out a deep sigh. She yanked my pants down and, with an urgent expression, shoved her hand into my underwear, took hold of my half-erect cock, and gasped again. Looking at my face, she emphasized it once more.
"I'm… absolutely not a loose woman. But tonight, in front of you, Jisin, I want to be a loose woman. Compared to the young, beautiful women at your side I'm an old, plain woman—but I've lived with my own integrity."
Even without her saying it, I could tell. The way her hand moved on my cock was very awkward, with even a slight tremor. Despite her strong exterior, she seemed rather inexperienced in this area. I slowly stood and pulled my underwear down. Yeonsu still held my cock. I rose and scooped her up in a princess carry. Startled, she naturally wrapped her arms around my neck. I carried her to the bed.
I carefully laid her down again and this time lay beside her. Then, in a very soft, quiet voice, I said,
"I don't know what's going on—but why are you so desperate to throw yourself at me that you'd force yourself to find this much courage?"
Yeonsu stared at me. With slightly unfocused eyes she looked at me and slowly opened her mouth.
"I want to rest, even just a little, in your arms, Jisin. I want to feel that warmth."
This woman was clearly under enormous stress. I wanted to give her what she wanted, and personally I also found myself wanting to hold her. With a what-the-hell attitude I kissed her mouth and grabbed her breast. Yeonsu was so tense her heartbeat seemed audible even to me, and she was breathing so hard it sounded like she might choke.
I moved my face to her chest and sucked on her nipple. From the size of her nipples I could tell she was a woman who had given birth and breastfed, and with one hand I spread her thighs. Yeonsu's thighs twitched lightly, but she forced her legs open. My hand reached her sex without hesitation.
"Nnh…!"
Yeonsu made a strange sound. Seeing her tremble like this at her age, I figured she must have been faithful in her marriage and had no experience with affairs or anything of the sort. Parting her pubic hair and working my fingers into her soft flesh, I found her dripping with slippery wetness. Even just from my fingertips, Yeonsu's sex felt very clean. Her clitoris was a good size, and her inner lips weren't stretched or anything.
While I was feeling her, Yeonsu clenched her fists and trembled. That girlish look of hers was more than I could take. I moved between her legs, took hold of my cock, and lined it up with her slick entrance. Yeonsu looked at me with half-open eyes, panting. I slowly pushed my cock into her.
"Nnnhhhhh…"
Yeonsu squeezed her eyes shut, gritted her teeth, and tensed her whole body. But she couldn't stop my cock as it pushed in—not that she seemed to have any intention of stopping it in the first place. My cock sank deep, deep into her already thoroughly wet sex.
Once I was fully inside, Yeonsu finally opened her eyes and looked at me, gasping for breath. Between rough breaths she said in a small voice,
"Haa… haa… This is the first time I've done this with another man since I got married. Haa… haa… And on top of that, I haven't even done it with my husband for almost over a year now… Haa… haa…"
I smiled as gently as I could to put her at ease. My thrusting began slowly now, and Yeonsu closed her eyes again and started feeling my movements. Her vagina wasn't particularly wide or anything, but she was releasing so much wetness that my cock moved very smoothly.
After a little while, even she who had been trembling settled down and began to enjoy herself little by little. Yeonsu kissed me a lot and also pulled me into tight embraces. Sometimes she held my cheeks and stared into my eyes with a dazed look.
And so we had real, affectionate sex. Having slept with so many women so often lately, my stamina had gotten much better and my technique had improved a lot, too. Yeonsu and I made love for quite a long time, rubbing our bodies together and kissing. And without even asking her, I came inside her. Yeonsu didn't particularly refuse my climax, and even after I came she held me for a very long time, not letting me pull out.