Look at This. A Teacher Getting Excited Over Her Student!

I answered normally.

The other person had approached with proper courtesy first, so it was best to match their tone.

"Would you happen to be free tomorrow? I'd like to come see you."

The straightforward way of speaking, cutting straight to the point without any unnecessary fluff, was exactly the same as during our last call.

"Yes, that's fine. Where should we meet?"

"I'll send you the address."

"Alright."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow."

The call ended. Neither the passenger seat nor the back seat made a sound. Only the low rumble of tires rolling over the road filled the silence.

Ayeong spoke first.

"...Who was that?"

It was a voice caught somewhere between openly asking and pretending not to care.

"It's work-related."

"Really?"

"Would you rather it wasn't work?"

"That's not what I meant."

She pouted and turned her gaze forward. Even as she insisted it wasn't that, her fingertips kept fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, gripping and releasing it repeatedly.

"Is this because of what happened last time?"

Jinhui's voice rose from the back seat. She seemed to assume it had something to do with the incident at the hospital.

"Yes."

"Is everything okay?"

"Of course."

When I answered curtly, Jinhui didn't press further. That matter seemed to be set aside for now.

"...It's... it's a woman, isn't it?"

Ayeong muttered. Her voice was small, but there was no way it could be missed inside the confined space of the car. While Jinhui had been guessing about the hospital incident, Ayeong had zeroed in on something else. It seemed she'd picked up on the way I spoke to the woman.

In the rearview mirror, Jinhui's eyes sharpened. The moment she heard Ayeong, her gaze bored straight into me.

"It's not, right?"

"What isn't?"

"The way you're dodging the question makes it obvious."

Her eyes were sharp, without a trace of playfulness.

Ayeong lowered her head without saying a word. There were already two of them. If another appeared, her position would feel even more precarious.

The car stopped at a red light. I leaned toward the passenger seat and brought my lips close to Ayeong's ear.

"Don't worry. No matter what anyone says, you're the one who'll have the first child."

Her lowered head slowly turned, and our eyes met.

"...That's not what I was worried about."

Even as she said that, I could see her trying to suppress the corners of her mouth. Her cheeks lifted first, and she failed.

"Hey, what did you just say to her?"

Jinhui leaned forward between the seats from the back.

"We're talking about our birth plans."

Jinhui's blank face slowly flushed from her neck all the way to the tips of her ears, burning bright red. It looked like steam might start rising from her head.

"...You perverted bastard. Seriously."

She leaned back against the seat and spat the words out. In the passenger seat, Ayeong covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

The light turned green. I shifted into gear and started driving again. Grumbling continued from the back seat, mixed with occasional bursts of laughter leaking from the passenger side. In the rearview mirror, Jinhui had turned to stare out the window, muttering something to herself, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠while Ayeong pretended to look at her phone as she hid her smile.

That's how we headed home.

The moment we arrived, Jinhui's eyes began darting around busily. She didn't even take off her shoes at the entrance before peering inside, and when she stepped into the living room, her mouth fell open.

"Why is it so big?"

"What does it matter if it's big? I live alone."

"You're... you're not living alone anymore..."

Her muttering was barely audible. Embarrassed by her own words, she quickly turned her gaze toward the window. I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around Ayeong's waist.

"Now that you mention it, that's true."

I pressed my lips to Ayeong's neck. Her shoulders twitched. Even though she was embarrassed, she didn't pull away. Instead, she tilted her head slightly, exposing more of her neckline.

"W-what are you doing in broad daylight!"

Jinhui recoiled in shock, taking a step back. The tips of her ears were already flushed.

With my lips still buried in Ayeong's neck, I only turned my eyes toward Jinhui.

"We're about to do it right now. Teacher, are you going to watch?"

"You're really trash..."

"If you don't want to, just say so."

I lifted Ayeong into my arms. Pretending not to care about Jinhui, I walked toward the master bedroom. Ayeong in my arms glanced back at Jinhui once before burying her face in my shoulder. Her ears were bright red.

"S-still..."

Jinhui's mumbled protest followed from behind. I didn't look back.

I whispered softly to Ayeong.

"Do you not want to?"

"...I want to."

With her answer, the arms wrapped around my neck tightened. Ayeong brought her lips to mine first. The moment our soft, moist lips met, her tongue gently pushed inside.

Slurp.

I didn't close the master bedroom door. Leaving it wide open, I laid Ayeong on the bed and climbed on top of her. As I stripped her clothes off, her full breasts ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spilled out from beneath her bra. I tossed my own clothes aside as well.

I buried my lips between her breasts. The unique warmth of Ayeong's body rose from her soft flesh. As I teased her nipple with the tip of my tongue and slid one hand between her legs, I found her already soaking wet.

"It must have been lonely sleeping alone last night, huh?"

"Yeah."

"You didn't masturbate by yourself, did you?"

I slowly stroked her slick folds with my index finger as I asked. Ayeong's breath trembled.

"N-no, I didn't."

"Really?"

"Yeah... I don't think I can do it alone anymore."

Before she even finished speaking, her legs spread open. She opened herself wider so my hand could reach deeper inside.

My tongue traced down Ayeong's stomach. Passing her navel, I buried my face between her legs.

"Haa..."

"Don't hold back your voice."

"B-but... Jinhui will hear."

"So what? I'm doing it so she can hear."

"It's... embarrassing."

"We're going to be doing this together every day from now on, you know?"

"Hngh... sometimes... just with me..."

Her request to spend more time with just her made me chuckle.

"We'll see, depending on how you behave."

"Hah!"

When the tip of my tongue flicked her clitoris, Ayeong's hips jerked upward. Her breath grew hot, and her stomach twitched shallowly. I pressed firmly with my tongue, then sucked on it with my lips, and an uncontrollable moan burst from Ayeong's mouth.

"Haaah...!"

I rose up and positioned myself at her entrance.

"H-hurry... please."

Her spread legs trembled as she begged. I aligned myself with her entrance and slowly pushed inside.

Squish.

Her heated inner walls clung to me tightly. I grabbed both of Ayeong's legs, hooked them over my shoulders, and drove my weight down into her.

"I'll make sure to get you pregnant today."

"Mmm... yes... hurry."

The angle that pressed directly against her cervix made Ayeong's eyes roll back halfway, her mouth falling open.

Squish, squish, slap.

Every time I slammed my hips down, plunging deep inside her, broken moans poured from Ayeong's lips. Her face had completely surrendered to pleasure. The sounds escaping between her ragged breaths were surely leaking out through the open bedroom door all ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the way to the living room.

I wondered what Jinhui's expression looked like right now.

"...Only... only think about me..."

Ayeong cupped my face with both hands. Her damp palms pressed against my cheeks. Her hazy, unfocused eyes were looking only at me.

"Sorry."

I erased Jinhui from my mind and pushed my tongue into Ayeong's mouth. While kissing her, I thrust my hips even harder.

Slap, slap, slap.

"Hah... it... it feels so good."

When I ground against her cervix, Ayeong's insides squeezed me like crazy. Her whole body trembled violently, her back arching off the bed.

Squirt. Splurt.

I stayed buried deep as I released inside her. A mixture of semen and her juices bubbled and leaked from where we were joined.

"Haa..."

I pressed my lips to Ayeong's forehead as she panted. Wet strands of hair clung to her skin. When I pulled out, white fluid oozed slowly from her gaping entrance.

With my cock still covered in semen, I got off the bed. I walked past the open bedroom door and into the living room.

There was Jinhui, sitting on the sofa. Her face was flushed red from her ears all the way down her neck. The hands resting on her knees were clenched into fists, trembling. The moment she saw me, she shouted.

"You crazy bastard!"

"What?"

"I mean... what the hell... are you doing right now?"

Her gaze dropped downward before snapping back up. My cock, slick with a mixture of semen and Ayeong's juices, was right in front of her.

"Clean it up for me. Quickly."

"...N-no..."

Her panicked eyes darted around, looking for an escape. But there was nowhere to run. When I took another step closer, the scent of semen must have reached her nose. Her lips quivered once.

"Haa... seriously."

Her glaring eyes eventually lowered in resignation. Jinhui's hand rose and grasped my cock. Her mouth opened, and her tongue slowly emerged. She began licking the white fluid from the tip with the flat of her tongue.

Slurp.

The mixture of Ayeong's taste and my semen coated her tongue, making Jinhui's brows furrow. Yet she didn't stop. Her tongue slowly traveled up the shaft, collecting every drop without missing any.

Slurp, suck.

I stroked Jinhui's hair as she diligently sucked and licked. Her tongue wrapped around the length, drawing out every last remnant.

Gulp.

Jinhui's throat moved. She pulled her mouth away and looked up at me.

"...There. It's clean now."

With her flushed face, she avoided my gaze. Saliva glistened at the corners of her mouth. But the real problem was lower down. Her legs, seated on the sofa, kept squirming. The way her thighs rubbed together looked exactly like a cat in heat.

"Take your clothes off. Now."

"What?"

Her eyes shot up in alarm.

"Hurry."

When I looked down at her without a hint of playfulness, Jinhui's mouth opened and closed. The momentum she'd had to snap back at me crumbled the instant our eyes met. She gritted her teeth, stood up from the sofa, and reached for her clothes. She unbuttoned her blouse, slid down her pants, and removed her underwear. Not once did she look in my direction while undressing. The flush had spread from her ears all the way down her neck.

Once her clothes fell to the floor, I stepped closer. I pressed my now-hard cock firmly against her stomach. The heat of her skin transmitted my pulse back to me.

"You want it, don't you?"

"...N-no, I don't."

Even as she turned her head away, she couldn't stop her eyes from drifting downward. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the cock pressing against her belly.

I pinched her already rock-hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger, twisting them.

"Nngh..."

Jinhui's shoulders jerked. Her breathing had already grown rough. She must have heard every single sound Ayeong and I made in the bedroom. The space between her tightly pressed thighs glistened with arousal.

I lifted Jinhui's body. Holding her with her back against my chest, I spread her legs in a standing carry position.

"D-don't..."

Jinhui twisted her body in panic.

"W-what is this?"

"Why? We did this yesterday too."

"S-still..."

Carrying Jinhui, I headed back to the master bedroom. Inside the open door, Ayeong was lying on the bed, watching us.

"Ahh..."

Jinhui covered her face with both hands. Between her spread legs, her tightly clenched pussy was dripping arousal in thin strands. She was clearly aware that her entire body was exposed right in front of Ayeong.

Ayeong opened her hazy eyes and looked back and forth between me and Jinhui.

"Look at this. A teacher getting excited watching her student have sex."

"Th-that's not true!"

"Hehe..."

The corners of Ayeong's mouth curved up gently. Her eyes, watching Jinhui who was too embarrassed to even lift her face, were filled with wonder. This must have been the first time she'd seen the man she loved intertwining with another woman. But she would have to get used to it from now on.

"She deserves a punishment, doesn't she?"

I positioned the tip of my cock at her spread entrance. The moment her wet folds touched the head, I saw Jinhui's eyes peeking through the gaps in her fingers.

"Ah... ah..."

I lowered Jinhui's body onto me.

Thrust.

It sank in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠deep all at once. As gravity drove my full weight down, the tip piercing her deepest spot, Jinhui's back arched like a bow against my chest.

"Hngh...!"

Jinhui's thighs convulsed as her insides squeezed me with insane force. She'd climaxed the instant I entered her. A rush of clear fluid gushed out violently, pouring down below where we were joined. It splattered across Ayeong's stomach and thighs as she lay on the bed.

"Haaah...!"

Jinhui's head fell back, a silent breath escaping her. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, but her arms remained locked around my neck. Her insides pulsed and contracted, gripping my buried cock tightly.

Ayeong traced the fluid that had landed on her stomach with her fingertips. She looked at her wet fingers, then up at me.

As if to say it was her turn next.