I Think of You Specially

His eyes opened.

More precisely, they fluttered open on their own. He had simply woken from sleep without conscious effort, and that was how Seong-min came back to the world.

The ceiling filled his vision. This was not his room. This was not the rooftop room he rented.

Seong-min looked around. Sunlight filtered through the curtains drawn over the window. A wardrobe and a chest of drawers stood nearby. Women's clothes hung on the hangers, and a handbag sat among them. A vanity, a table with a vase of flowers, two chairs. The room was comfortably pleasant. The place where he lay was a soft, inviting bed.

He realized whose room this was.

Auntie's room.

In that same moment the events of the previous night returned to him.

I slept with Auntie.

Yes. He had been with Hye-suk. Yet Seong-min felt no great shock or panic; he simply lay there, calm.

I saw this coming.

He had gone to talk with Hye-suk the night before fully prepared for this possibility. He had already pictured this exact scene in his mind.

Status Window.

His Vigor stat sat at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠42. All the way up to 42. That meant every experience point and every stat point earned from yesterday's gombang work and the subsequent level-ups had been poured straight into Vigor. The numbers alone made that clear. Seong-min had already been accounting for a situation like this.

Yet when he looked at the window, one unexpected result jumped out.

EXP jumped more than forty percent.

Amazingly, experience had climbed past fifty percent. That was something he had never anticipated. After finishing the gombang work and allocating his stats, his experience bar had been under ten percent. Crossing fifty meant something significant had influenced it.

Only one explanation made sense.

Sex clearly has an effect.

More than forty experience points in a single night. He would need to look into this further.

Seong-min closed the Status Window. Raising Vigor had changed more than just the size of his cock; it had altered his libido as well. When he was with Hye-suk the night before, the sensation had been incredible. That was probably why he had focused so completely. She had told him it was the first time since her husband left—more than ten years. That explained why she had been so tight inside.

With the window closed, Seong-min simply lay there replaying their first night together.

The door opened quietly and someone stepped inside. He turned his head. It was Hye-suk.

"Oh my, Seong-min, you were already awake?"

She closed the door softly and came to his side.

"I woke up just a little while ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ago."

"I see... Come on, get up. Breakfast is ready."

She had set the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠table and come to wake him.

"It was really good."

"What was?"

Seong-min turned his face back toward the ceiling.

"The night I spent with you, Auntie."

"I... liked it too."

A gentle smile touched Hye-suk's lips.

"I was just thinking about the time we spent last night."

"Were you...?"

She laughed, shy.

"The kissing was so sweet."

"Mm... me too."

Seong-min turned his head again to look at her.

"So I suddenly had this thought."

"What thought...?"

"That I want to feel that kiss from last night again."

"......"

"Will you let me...?"

Hye-suk met his eyes, then slowly nodded.

"...All right. If that's what you want."

She brushed her long hair behind her ear with her left hand, lowered her head, and naturally pressed her lips to his, eyes closing. Soft lips met, overlapping gently. Seong-min had been waiting; he slipped his tongue between her lips and pushed inside.

"Mwah..."

His tongue slid past her lips and teeth, licking and twining around hers.

"Mmnh..."

Hye-suk accepted the kiss without a trace of fluster. Before long Seong-min's hand slid around the waist of the woman leaning over him and pulled her closer. Drawn by that hand, Hye-suk tumbled onto the bed.

"Mmnh..."

They stayed like that, savoring each other's tongues, sucking and tasting. When the kiss finally ended, Seong-min rolled her onto her back and settled over her, looking down.

"Seong-min... the food on the table is getting cold..."

She whispered up at him. He gave no answer. He simply lowered his head again and claimed her mouth once more.

"Mmnh... chuu... mmph...!"

His tongue pushed back into her mouth, wrapping around her soft, jelly-like tongue and drawing it in with sweet suction.

"Mmph... mmnh... haah...! ...mmph..."

For a long time their lips refused to part, tongues rubbing together.

"Mwah... haah... S-Seong-min... the soup's going to get cold..."

"Just a little longer..."

His tongue trailed down her cheek and the side of her neck while his hand slipped under her top and began kneading her bra-covered breasts. Following the line of her collarbone, he licked lower; the arm that had gone under her clothes pushed the fabric all the way up. She was wearing a different bra today—black lace, provocatively pretty.

"Seong... min... nngh..."

He yanked the bra roughly upward. The full breasts he had seen the night before, tipped with dark nipples, bounced free. Truly generous, beautiful breasts—ones he wanted to bury his face in.

"Mmnh... chuu... mmph..."

He took a nipple into his mouth and suckled like a baby, rolling his tongue around it. With thumb and forefinger he twisted the other nipple, then cupped the whole breast in his hand.

"S-Seong-min... th-then... just for a moment... okay...? Haah..."

Hye-suk tried to reason with the man nursing at her chest, letting out a long breath. He kneaded the soft, yielding flesh, rolled his tongue, and sucked to his heart's content. He did not stop there; he licked the rest of each breast, then slowly worked lower, licking and stroking her stomach and sides. He pulled her long skirt up, exposing knees and thighs, then higher still—upper thighs, the pelvis and hips wrapped in panties.

Before long Seong-min was between her legs, skirt hiked up. Black lace panties covered her most private place. Spreading her legs for him like this embarrassed her, yet she said nothing and simply stayed still. He gently rubbed the fabric covering her mound with his thumb, then licked along the soft inner thighs all the way to her crotch and hooked a finger to tug the panties aside. His tongue followed the path of the pulled fabric until it reached the exposed folds. The scent of a woman rose from there. Seong-min licked Hye-suk's dark, glistening sex and began to suck.

"Ahnn... haah... ahh... no... d-don't... with your tongue... S-Seong-min... haah... ahhh...!"

Listening to her lewd moans, he licked and savored her freely. A trickle of wetness spilled from the tight hole; he lapped it up with his tongue and swallowed without the slightest hesitation. Because it was hers, it even tasted good to him.

"Mmnh..."

He carefully worked her with his tongue, making sure to stimulate her clit as well. As time passed, more and more fluid leaked out. He could not hold back any longer. His cock, already swollen to its limit, felt ready to tear through his underwear. Still in that position, he shoved his trunks down and kicked them off. His erection sprang free, fully hard and angry. Seong-min's upper body moved over hers.

"I'm putting it in."

He did not wait for an answer. He found the narrow opening revealed by the pulled-aside panties, lined up the head, and pushed straight in.

Schlick—

"Ah."

A wet sound accompanied the sticky flesh parting around him; a small gasp escaped between Hye-suk's parted lips. Seong-min did not hold back. He drove in until their pubic hair tangled and pressed together. With her legs spread and panties shoved aside, his cock buried itself completely inside her.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...

The moment he began to move ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his hips, the wet sounds of the night before filled the room again. His cock forced the hole open, plunging deep, then slid back out of the stretched entrance. A trickle of her juices leaked from the gap.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...!

The sensation inside Hye-suk felt so good he could not stop moving. Her hands came up around his back, embracing him while she took everything he gave her with her legs open.

"S-Seong-min... ah...! ...nngh! ...haah...!!!"

Schlick... schlick...! ...schlick!

The head and shaft were gripped from every direction by clinging inner walls; he simply could not stop thrusting.

Schlick! ...schlick! ...schlick!

As his pace quickened, her breathing grew ragged. While she clung to his back, panting hard, Seong-min drove deep one final time, spreading her open, and held still. He came right there.

"Haah... haah... haah..."

Hye-suk still held him with her legs spread, cradling the back of the man who was emptying himself inside her. After a moment Seong-min lifted his head and licked her cheek. The breakfast and soup she had prepared were growing cold, yet she could not stop the man who was licking her face and already beginning to move his hips again.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...!

"Haah... mmph... chuu..."

The tongue that had been licking her cheek brushed her lips and turned into another kiss.

Schlick... schlick! ...schlick!

Into the hole that was already leaking a mixture of her juices and his cum, his cock kept driving home.

Schlick! ...schlick! ...schlick!