Teacher, You're Good at Cooking Too
The woman who gets turned on seeing her teacher moaning and writhing underneath her said, "Teacher, you're good at cooking too." It was Seol-ha Yeon's reaction to my special ham cheese mayo rice bowl.
She'd asked me to make something since I knew how to cook, so I'd whipped it up quick with whatever ingredients were in her house. Right now, we're sitting across from each other at the dining table, digging into a late lunch.
"It's just something basic."
I replied like that and took a bite. I don't particularly like cooking, but if you're living alone, you have to know at least the basics. You can't survive on instant ramen and delivery every single day. Naturally, my skills are crap. This rice bowl I made today was honestly embarrassing to even call cooking. I'd only learned how to do it this year after turning adult and leaving the orphanage—nothing I could do about it.
Still, Seol-ha praised it as delicious and ate it with gusto. Getting compliments for something so trivial made me feel awkward. I half-expected her to suddenly call it a lie, trash it as gross, and tease me mercilessly—that's the Seol-ha I knew. But right now, she's eating the lunch I made all prim and proper. Completely different from her usual noisy self.
Before I knew it, she'd finished the rice bowl I'd made. She giggled to herself and muttered, "See? Now you're even cooking for me."
Her meaningful words made me tilt my head. She looked at me with a playful smirk and continued, "Living alone... better than the orphanage?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess."
I answered vaguely, scooping up a spoonful of rice bowl and munching away.
Huh?
Suddenly, a question popped into my head. Had I ever told Seol-ha that I was an orphanage kid?
We've hardly ever chatted casually. Times when we'd just talked idly could be counted on one hand. She'd always been on the prowl, sexually harassing me and messing around, while I'd been too busy steeling myself not to fall for it.
So maybe she heard it from the chairman?
"How'd you know I was from an orphanage?"
"Who knows~?"
She cast her eyes down and kept eating, smiling all sweet. But that smile gave off a weird pressure that scared me. No idea why, but she seemed annoyed with me—probably just my imagination. That bright grin felt like it was scolding me, leaving a strange taste in my mouth.
Anyway, lunch was over. Time to do the dishes.
"Hand over the plates."
I beckoned, and Seol-ha beamed at me. "Nah, let's do it together, Teacher."
No real need for that, but I had no reason to refuse, so I nodded.
And so, Seol-ha and I stood side by side at the sink, washing up.
"Hold up. Let's just toss 'em in the dishwasher now."
She snatched the dishes I was still scrubbing and loaded them into the machine. A little while later, out came spotless, fluffy-clean plates.
"Whoa."
I couldn't help but admire it. This thing's super convenient. Maybe I should buy one with my next paycheck.
"But if we're doing this, wouldn't it have been faster if you'd just done it alone?"
I muttered, wondering why we'd bothered doing it together. Seol-ha grinned brightly. "Why? Don't you like feeling like a married couple?"
"!?!"
Married couple? I guess we might look like one. But why the hell is she cracking jokes like that? It keeps sounding like flirting, and it's messing with me.
"Ah—your face is red again, Teacher."
"It's not red."
Just burning up.
"Hehe... you're so cute~"
"Calling a guy cute is an insult."
"I just called cute what is cute?"
I'm losing my mind. She's a total fox spirit. I tried to calm my pounding heart. Even though "cute" is my complex, for some reason it made my chest flutter. Probably because Seol-ha's so gorgeous. A beauty's words always pack a punch, no matter what.
I snapped out of it and looked at her. That wasn't the important thing right now. Sitting back in the dining chair, I hurriedly changed the subject. "So, why'd you seduce me?"
Straight to the point. After her sudden virgin confession, we'd eaten lunch like nothing happened, but nothing was resolved. If it wasn't a joke—if she was really seducing me—I needed to know the truth.
She sat in the chair across from me, her eyes a bit serious as she stared. I swallowed hard.
She toyed with her cherry lips like she was pondering, then finally spoke. "'Cause you turn me on, Teacher?"
Then she flashed a big grin. Hard to believe the serious vibe from seconds ago—this smile was pure brightness.
"...You're joking, right?"
No, tell me for real.
"Not a joke?"
Maybe it was her earnest eyes. Smiling like that, Seol-ha didn't seem like she was kidding.
She gently laid her hand over the back of mine, then traced circles on my skin with her finger as she went on. "Honestly? Guys who look as fragile as you are my type. That's why I came on so strong. Wanted to try it out with you."
"Ah? Uh?"
"What? Did you think I was just bullying you? Girls don't pull lewd pranks on guys they don't at least want a little... or feel horny for. It's all 'cause they wanna do naughty stuff."
I stared at her, all relaxed and smiling, my mind blank. No way she'd actually lusted after me.
Well, yeah. Otherwise, why pull all those lewd pranks?
"But... uh..."
"Yeah?"
"You're a virgin."
I knew it was rude, but I had to say it. No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't believe a virgin girl would seduce a guy she just lusted after so slutty-like. If it was because she liked him, sure—but no way that's it.
I tensed up, waiting for her answer. Seol-ha pondered a bit, then said, "Hmm—my tastes are kinda different? Most girls like getting pinned down and moaning... but I'm the opposite. I get turned on seeing you pinned under me, moaning away."
Twitch! Hearing that, my dick twitched and grew a little. She winked with a fresh smile, so seductive it was sinful. Her refined smile was endlessly alluring, her curved eyes dripping with lust.
Yeah, that made sense. Seol-ha's definitely dominant. High chance she's a sadist too, from how she loves mocking and insulting. Plus, she's an insider—chaebol elite. A woman whose kink is sexually dominating others, with an aggressive personality? Of course she'd make the first move. And being a virgin doesn't mean she doesn't know lewd acts.
So that's how it is...
Knowing the truth put my mind at ease. I wasn't just being toyed with by Seol-ha. She really lusted after me and pulled those pranks to seduce me somehow. Wasn't just asking to see my dick for kicks. Yeah. If she just wanted to torment me, she wouldn't have jumped me. Wouldn't have given me a footjob or cum hard from a 69.
But then why'd she push me away at first? Was she really that sick of studying?
Lost in those thoughts, Seol-ha overlapped her hand on mine again and giggled. "Got it, Teacher? So then—"
"Yeah. Let's do the lesson."
I shot up from my seat and headed to the room.
"......"
I ignored her sulky glare. Sorry, but no. We'd already crossed so many lines. If we went all the way now, who knows what'd happen—my head was spinning. Picturing a beauty like her getting sexually excited over a guy like me, who barely even seems like a man... my heart went wild.
Get a grip. I'm Seol-ha's tutor. I have to do my job as a teacher.
Repeating that to myself, I went into the room. Had to do the tutoring anyway.
# Thankfully, the session went well. Seol-ha listened quietly to my lesson. But she had this pouty, grumpy face like she was sulking—didn't say a word. Still, she was solving problems right, so she must've been paying attention.
She looks kinda cute like this.
Her looks were always cute, but she usually toyed with me so much she came off more like a bratty villainess than adorable. Now that I knew the truth, she felt a bit more approachable. Made me feel a little guilty. She probably wanted to... get with me, right? Before lunch, she'd blatantly tempted me to check if she was really a virgin. Yeah, likely.
But I wasn't ready yet. Thought knowing the truth would clear my head, but it just confused me more—what's what anymore?
Time flew, lesson ended, time to head home.
"Go careful."
Unlike usual, Seol-ha saw me off half-heartedly. She was smiling at her smartphone, and it gave off a sketchy vibe.
"Yeah."
I ignored it and stepped out.
A few minutes later.
Whoosh—
"Ah."
I looked up at the sky and let out a hollow laugh. Not even monsoon season—why the hell now?
Sudden downpour soaked me to the bone. My luck is the absolute worst. What now? Can't go home like this. Can't just stand on the roadside either.
"......"
In the end, where I headed was obvious.
"Welcome, Teacher."
Seol-ha greeted me with a huge smile. Now I knew why she'd been grinning at her phone. If she knew it was gonna rain, she could've given me an umbrella. Sadistic woman.
"Do a V-sign or whatever, Teacher. Hurry."
She suddenly urged me, standing there in the entryway.
"Huh? Okay."
I threw up my arms in a V without thinking.
Whoosh!
"?!?"
I jolted in shock. Seol-ha was suddenly stripping off my top.
"Gotta get these off first. Can't let rainwater make the house all damp."
"Ah—wait a sec!"
I panicked at my top yanked off in an instant, but...
"Haa... I can't hold back anymore, Teacher..."
Smooch— Seol-ha hugged me tight.
"Ha-ut... hnn..."
She buried her face in my nape, her expression lost in ecstasy as she breathed hot and lewd. Her slutty breaths hit my neck, making my whole body shudder. Looking like she was in heat, she squeezed my half-naked body tighter. Nuzzling into my rain-wet neck, she sniffed my scent.
"Mmm... Teacher's smell... love it..."
Seol-ha let out a dreamy moan in that cutesy voice. That's when I realized why she hadn't told me about the rain. This was her plan. She wanted to strip me on purpose, toy with me—full of that desire.
"F-First, lemme wash up!"
I shoved her off frantically and bolted inside. In the bathroom, I fumbled off my soaked clothes. Turned on the shower and rinsed. Deep breaths to calm my racing heart.
"What the hell is this..."
Is this okay? Should I give in to the temptation? Can I just follow my feelings?
Pondering that, my erection stiffened even more—
Click—
The bathroom door opened. Seol-ha stepped in. Wearing not a stitch.
Her breasts and pussy fully exposed.
"I'll wash you."
Blushing but smiling seductively, I swallowed hard at the sight of her.