77 - Dream. 5
He seemed to be saying something, but as expected, the Han Suhyun in reality could not hear what the Han Suhyun in the dream was saying. Instead, he could only guess what had been said based on the words of the woman who, right before his eyes, had just lowered her underwear and allowed him to reach inside. Of course, most of it was unintelligible.
Anyway, unlike the worries of the sleeping Han Suhyun, the Han Suhyun in the dream was stimulating the woman standing before him, her legs trembling, as skillfully, naturally, and easily as if it were something he did every day.
"Shut... up, ah... seriously, you're so damn good... Why are you, why are you so good... It's annoying, I'm jealous... Every time you do this..."
He didn't know what she was jealous of. He didn't know why she was telling him to shut up, either, but he assumed it was because he had mentioned another woman. But wait, wasn't she a woman who held hostility toward him? Then why the jealousy... Was she jealous of another woman? Did that mean the "me" in the dream had impregnated both Eunbyul and Seo Jia?
"...It's not just that, ah... no-, it's because you're so good... ha, damn.... Seriously, if I'd known you were such a good lover, I would have... definitely, met you back in... college.... ugh♡"
A woman who went to college... with him? He didn't have many women in his memories. That was partly due to the nature of his major, too.
"You, you're satisfied too, aren't you... You said you liked that my breasts were big, that's why you liked me... Of course, they're smaller than your Madam's, but still...♡ As long as they're bigger than Eun, Eunbyul's, that's... enough... haah...!♡"
The problem was that he couldn't see her breasts. By the way, this woman seemed to have a massive amount of hostility toward Eunbyul. She kept comparing herself to Eunbyul, self-promoting her own superiority to him.
"You want to, right? What was it you said to me, that my juices smelled like flowers. Ha, because of you, I bought dozens of bottles of the same cleanser... Always, at any time.... Because I can be taken whenever you want♡"
Her efforts were commendable, but it was frustrating not knowing who she was. The scent of flowers... he wondered what kind of scent it was. Was it like body wash? He liked cherry blossoms...
"Hey... you too, I'm... a woman being this honest... why, why won't you say anything. You, say it too...!♡ Min—-, ——ing.... Do we really have to drink? So roughly... Do you know how much I worried about the handprints you left on my body....ugh, ah, I, I was wrong♡ Wait, no♡ Why, why so fast♡ Hand, use both hands...! No♡ No, no♡ No, wait♡"
He didn't know what she was saying, but he decided to keep listening. Soon, he saw water pouring from between her legs, and then he saw the black stockings she was wearing. Since the water was flowing down her stockings between her legs, she must have been wearing them. That made it even more arousing.
While he was feeling that, the woman's cheeks flushed, and she said, "....What do I do, at work... I should, I should only be working...."
She seemed to be a workaholic.
"It's all your fault, why did you do it so fast♡ Wait, no♡ No, I'm sorry♡!"
He didn't know why she was blaming him again, but it seemed the Han Suhyun in the dream had properly "re-educated" her. No, he thought he had only moved his hand a little, so he wondered if that could really be called re-education—but he watched the woman who so easily spat out that she was wrong.
He thought he caught a glimpse of two fingers inside. But if she was this sensitive with just two, and given his personality, he would definitely like it, so he wondered why she spoke as if they didn't enjoy it often. As the woman grabbed his shoulders and let her long hair fall near her chest while catching her breath, he slowly pulled his hand out. The fact that it was slick with fluids and even had white cream on it said it all. There was something stuck to the panties that were slightly visible. It looked like a sanitary pad.
As her breathing calmed, she didn't sit on the chair, but instead perched on one of his knees. He didn't know if the fact that he couldn't feel any weight was because the woman was light, or because it was a dream. He didn't know.
"...Did it feel good?" the Han Suhyun in the dream asked.
"I, it felt good. ...As expected, it's really good... Honestly, there are a lot of good things about doing it with you. They raised me like a boy at home, saying I had to do great things later. I barely managed to grow my hair out while living on my own. Before, I was forced into short cuts and two-blocks. That's how it was. But..."
Yes, yes, you've had a hard time.
"When I'm with you, I feel like a woman so much. Ah, really.... So this is the feeling of submission, being pinned down and taken by a male. That's why the kids in college were obsessed with sex and talked about sleeping with men when they met.... I thought things like that. I don't know why I found out so late..."
"But, those kids are idiots. They probably don't even know where their own wombs are. But you, a person named Han Suhyun, taught me where I would carry a baby... and while you were raping me like you were going to get me pregnant... you hugged me so tight I couldn't even manage my expression, and you slammed your hips down... the world turned yellow, then turned white, and I fainted; that was really the first time for something like that..."
He said something, and she replied, "Are you crazy? How could I give this up. I'll take everything I want. It might be a bit hard to get you, but I'll keep trying. That's why I want to live with you in the same house. The money you have? Stocks? Real estate? Those several cars? I don't care about any of it. Just... really, even if you rape me while I'm carrying a baby that looks like you, even if you try to make a second one, I'm fine with it. Even if I give birth, I'll manage my weight so you can always think I'm a delicious woman. I'm a woman who keeps her word when I say something. You know that."
She probably brought up other women and told him to give up, but well. Anyway, that was something he couldn't control.
"So... yeah, then I'll give you all the money I have, just like that alley cat, Seo Jia. I'm sorry, my parents only have honor and not much money. I have that one apartment I'll inherit.... I'll give it to you. ...Even Jesus said it, he praised the poor person who donated all the money they had more. That's all I have. Other than that, nothing. My salary? I'll just send it all to your bank account."
He seemed to have said something else, but, "Do I look crazy to you? Yeah, I, your body, and your looks, and..."
The woman, unable to finish her sentence, hesitated, and then, as if resigned and surrendered, she dropped her head and then lifted it slightly to say to him,
"....I think I've come to love you. Han Suhyun... I, too.... much."
"There's no turning back. Really."
"Now I can't be satisfied with any other bastard's cock. If it's not Han Suhyun, how can I love him. ...Every time you praise me for achieving results, my heart flutters, I keep wanting to do something to show you, I want to be recognized, I want to be favored. I always think I want you to be the kind of person who considers me important. ..."
"When I get home from work, honestly, it's really shameful..."
"I look at my phone while washing dishes, I look at my phone while vacuuming. I'm the type of person who turns my phone off when I get off work, but ever since you called me while drunk, I'm always doing that because I don't know if I'll get a call from you. ...I have to be the one to say it for you to come find me. You're a bit frustrating. I don't understand how a person like this can have four women... but.... yeah, I understand. With that massive endowment, and with that body, you thrust like you're going to kill me, who wouldn't fall for you..."
Watching him pat the woman who was clinging to him and speaking as if she were pleading, the Han Suhyun in reality couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried. What kind of situation was this? Wasn't it too unrealistic to be a dream? Especially that vertical desk and the conference room chairs. It was strange that they were described so accurately when he hadn't even seen them that often.
Looking into this conference room as a dream, he seriously suspected that he might have died and entered an isekai harem, as everything looked like reality except for the woman perched on his lap.
"So, I'm a woman who doesn't even need to wear a ring. Obsession... I don't know if I can avoid it, but... anyway, I'm easygoing. My personality is differentiated from the other women around you. You'll be comfortable too. Honestly, it's a good proposal."
"I'll cry my heart out in your arms, have your baby, and live in your house... And you, when you get tired of the other women, you can come to my room from time to time and rape me. ...You might secretly like it, catching me while I'm looking at my thesis after putting the baby to sleep... like you did in the office before. Like that... I remember that was the third time we had sex. I have a good memory. Not as good as yours, though."
"That's right. ...Falling for you. I like people who are intellectually superior to me. Like Eunbyul... you know? That kid who goes around relying on her background. I'm not like that. You know me well. ....I thought there was no one smarter than me. I thought everyone in this company was just a bunch of idiots, but to think the person I ignored the most was the only one smarter than me. Yeah. There was that reason too."
I seem to be very glorified. This isn't right, I need to correct this misunderstanding...
"When you called me while I was —-ing and told me not to —- but to —-, I felt so embarrassed I thought I would die inside. That I, —-, would make a mistake and be pointed out by someone else... I couldn't even argue back. I thought I would be torn apart if I made a mistake like that, but I developed strange feelings for you because you didn't do that."
"Anyway, ....I think it would be good to have this kind of talk in my studio apartment... How about it? My proposal. ...After I have the baby, I might feel like a married woman. I'm 30 now, too. The feeling of taking a woman like a mistress who is pregnant by you, has your baby, and is living off you will be a bit different. Of course, I don't want to admit that I'm a mistress, but if you're satisfied, then... whew, damn it.... It's really dirty, though."
Around that time, he said something briefly, and the woman stammered, looking hesitant.
"Th, that! I got it, I got it. Don't preach to me... ....Yeah, I'll cut down on the swearing. But I learned it because I've been living among men. ...That I have to stop swearing to be a baby's mother. It's ridiculous."
However, looking at him slightly, the woman says,
"....In, in bed, it's okay to do it, right? You said it was sexy when I swore, too. ....You'll let me do it, right? Ma, Ma.... Master, Master. Okay."