Miho's Surprise Visit and Date (1)
The beastly, ravenous sex with A-young continued for another round after she stepped out of the shower. I'd wanted nothing more than to sleep through the post-orgasm lethargy and the strange fog in my head, but A-young seduced me with every coquettish wile she possessed.
She seized my cock herself, pumping a hard handjob until it stood again, then sucked it for a long while with her mouth—her mouth-pussy, rather—before climbing astride me alone and rolling her hips. She seemed so taken with my cock that she came with those sultry, melting moans even when I barely moved.
A woman this aggressive was a rare treat for me too, so I simply let her do as she pleased. In the end I came in her mouth again.
We didn't sleep at the motel. We just washed up, and I put her in a taxi home. As I'd expected, her paper bag held everyday clothes. Her cocktail dress and panties were stretched out of shape in every direction, so they ended up in the motel trash.
Even her casual wear was slutty. In denim hot pants and an oversized T-shirt, A-young looked from behind as if she weren't wearing pants at all. She hadn't worn a bra from the start, so under the lights the outline of her stiff nipples showed plain. When she bent forward, her bare breasts and nipples spilled into view through the neckline.
Neither of us said a word about keeping it secret from Miho or the others. Neither she nor I could even admit we had met. If anyone asked where, what answer could we give?
Yeah, we met as customer and hostess in a secret members-only room.
Oppa showed up at the room salon wanting to fuck, then secretly picked me while I was working part-time there.
Neither of us could hold our heads high, so neither of us could go around talking about today's encounter.
"Oppa, give me your number."
"DM me."
After I sent her off in the taxi I walked back to where I'd parked. Full summer had arrived. Breathing the cool early-summer night air sobered me completely. By the time the designated driver got me home it was three in the morning.
I spent the whole day at the office nodding off. Work piled up, and I missed quitting time. Throughout the day Miho kept sending selfies. She was in uniform again—must have had major classes.
Her tone dripped with cuteness.
Something delicious being tteokbokki. She really was still young.
I finished the remaining work at lightning speed and stepped into the elevator down to the underground parking garage.
I tore out of the garage. Past rush hour the roads had mercifully thinned. Floor it and I could reach her school in under thirty minutes.
About ten minutes in, Miho called.
"Oppa, where are you? You said you were done."
"Yeah. On my way now. Just ten more minutes."
"You already left?! I'm right in front of your company!"
"What?!"
I slammed the brakes in the first lane. The car behind me blared a long horn and swerved into the next lane. We nearly collided.
"What are you talking about? The company… weren't you at school?"
"I wanted to surprise you, so I've been waiting out front this whole time!"
"Miho, just hang on. I'll be right there."
"Where are you?"
I spun the wheel hard, U-turned, and raced back toward the office.
"Five minutes and I'm there. Where exactly are you?"
"Right at your company's front gate. I never saw you come out…"
"Hey, I drive. I came out of the underground garage!"
"Whoa~ right! Hurry, Oppa. I've been standing so long my legs hurt."
"Okay, five minutes. Be right there!"
I floored it and truly arrived in five minutes.
"Miho!"
"Oppaaaa!"
She saw me pull over and hop out, then came running. She wore a neat yet floaty A-line floral dress that fell to her knees. She looked less like a college student and more like a carefully dressed office worker.
"How long have you been waiting?"
"Hehe. Surprised? Surprise success either way!"
Miho flashed a V-sign in front of my face and grinned. Her unexpected look made my heart give a little skip.
"Not a surprise so much as… what happened?"
"Oppa, my legs hurt. I've been standing the whole time."
"Get in first."
I opened the passenger door for her, then dashed around to the driver's seat and climbed back in.
"Here—present for Oppa! I'll put it in the back. Take it home later and eat it."
"Huh? What is it?"
"Grandma's special kimchi! Totally delicious! I gained two kilos because of that stuff, you know?"
"Whoa… even this… but seriously, coming all the way to the company…"
"Surprised? Super duper surprised, right?"
Miho kept laughing, clearly delighted. The sexy aura she wore during sex was nowhere to be found; in moments like this she was pure five-years-ago innocent Miho. Was this the side of her that made my heart flutter?
"Yeah, for real. Genuinely shocked."
"Aw, what… you sound like an old dude… hehe! Last class got canceled so I had free time. Came early to see Oppa~ Just didn't expect you'd come out of the underground garage…"
"The clothes? When did you change?"
"Pretty, right? Disappointed it's not the major uniform?"
"No… not that…"
"Wearing the uniform around outside is kinda awkward. Someone from school might recognize me… and if weird rumors start the professors make a huge fuss. Dad bought it for me when we took Mom and Grandma to the department store. Cute, right?"
"Yeah, cute."
"Hehe! Me? Or the dress?"
She pressed her fingers to both cheeks and made an adorable face.
"Both. Let's go. Hungry? I'll stuff you with tteokbokki till you burst."
I shifted into drive and the car pulled away smoothly. She clung to my right arm and chattered nonstop about everything that had happened with her grandmother.
"Sounds fun. Bet you didn't even think about me."
"No way? I missed Oppa."
"Me? Or this guy?"
I echoed her earlier line and pointed my thumb at the front of my pants. Miho licked her lips and stroked my thigh with one hand.
"Both."
"Me too—both."
I reached over and caressed her thigh. Sliding up the soft bare skin toward the space between her legs, she clamped her thighs shut and smacked my hand away. My eyes went wide at the sudden rejection. Miho just laughed.
"This is a seeeecret! Later. Hehe!"
"What… you're impossible to read today."
"If a sex friend is always the same, the spark dies, right? Gotta have that different flavor to stay a proper sex friend!"
My sex friend Miho.
Something in her words actually made sense.
"Yeah, true. Whatever it is, I'm curious now."
I drove us to one of the most famous tteokbokki places in our area—a local landmark that TV had called one of the top three tteokbokki spots more than once. Right in the middle of downtown, almost no one from around here had never eaten there. While we walked from the nearby parking lot, Miho linked arms with me and rubbed her chest against me. She must have been wearing a thin bra; the soft, full feel of her breasts came through completely.
Over tteokbokki we talked about the last drinking night. When I probed carefully, she clearly had no idea Ju-young had taken my number. She had also sensed Seok-gi and Man-hyeong's hostility toward me, and she grilled me about whether something had happened while the girls were in the bathroom.
"Really, nothing special. Just car talk, this and that… I don't even remember what we said anymore. Man-hyeong's car was nice, though."
"Yeah. BMW."
"What kind of business is he in that he's already driving a BMW at twenty-two?"
"I don't know the details either. He was going on about something, but I couldn't really follow…"
Miho stuffed a big piece of tteokbokki into her mouth and chewed as she spoke.
"Hey, Miho. About that…"
When I turned serious she rounded her eyes and locked onto me.
"That Seok-gi kid… he's the one, right? That night…"
"Ah, yeah. That's him. Ju-young's friend. He's the one."
Miho nodded at once; she knew exactly what I meant.
"Why did you like him?"
"Hmm… it was only the second time I'd seen him with Oppa. That night was the first. I was drinking downtown with A-young and Ju-young when we ran into them by chance and joined tables. He seemed manly and straightforward. And… that night…"
Miho glanced around at the crowd. Apparently it was something she couldn't say in front of so many people; she beckoned me closer. I leaned my ear toward her. She cupped a hand over it and whispered.
"I was so horny I was dripping. And his nose was big… so I wondered if the rest of him was big too."
"Hahahaha!"
"Hey! What's so funny?"
"Yeah, a little."
"Ah, shit… I was so pissed that night… felt disgusting too…"
"Haha, that bad?"
"Yes! I was getting all heated and happy thinking Oppa was listening… then he just finished by himself… ugh… I was so dumbfounded… it felt like going back to the old days… back then at least I didn't know what good felt like… now that I know, the emptiness was huge!"
"Haha. That makes sense. But why did you drink with them again that night?"
"We were celebrating A-young's independence when Ju-young got a call from them. I kept telling her not to invite them, but she blabbed where we were…"
"Ah, so A-young lives there alone?"
"Yeah. Her family's loaded. Her… parents were pretty strict, so she got hit a lot as a kid? Even when she leaves the house she packs clothes. Changes on the subway, stashes them in a locker, takes them to the cleaners now and then. Apparently some law changed so the owner or family has to live there? That's how A-young got to move out. She's living it up now."
A-young, who liked the sadistic stuff. Hearing Miho's story, I understood why. They say bamboo bends but never breaks. Still, if you force it too hard, even bamboo snaps. A-young's parents had probably wanted to raise a proper daughter with strictness, but in the end they had broken her.
We finished the tteokbokki, grabbed takeout coffees, and walked back to the car.
The whole way Miho glued herself to me, pressing her breasts against my arm. I wrapped an arm around her waist and tickled her, teasing.
"Money's tight, so let's just go to Oppa's place. It's more comfortable."
"Yeah, let's."
"Ah! Right! This is a present."