Chapter 98
She only undressed for men more valuable than herself. She bared it all only before men more capable than her—never, ever, in front of the incompetent.
But right now, Han Yaseong was stuck in the middle. He had some ability, but he wasn't completely lacking either. Deciding what to do wasn't easy.
That hesitation was plain as day to Jang Eun-ah.
Yu-jin's right after all.
Choi Yujin had said Han Yaseong lacked the confidence of a man, so he couldn't be aggressive with women. Unless a woman seduced him first, he had no idea how to take charge. She'd only slept with him because she'd made the first move. If she hadn't, nothing would've happened.
Now Jang Eun-ah was mulling over those words, wondering what to do. What kind of relationship did she want with Han Yaseong? Just a bit of fooling around? Since Yujin had toyed with him, did she want to do the same? Dating him was out of the question—he wasn't her type anyway. But just leaving felt a little cruel. She ought to give him something before going.
She was torn. Now she understood why Yujin had agonized over it so much. Han Yaseong was that awkward in-between thing—too tempting to toss away, too worrisome to devour.
Unable to decide, Jang Eun-ah handed the choice to him. That's what Yujin had done, after all.
"What do you want to do?"
"Huh? Do about what?"
"What do you want to do with me?"
"......"
*I want to.* But the words wouldn't come. Honestly, he didn't even want to that badly. It still felt too heavy. But letting her go just like that? No way—that'd feel like a loss. Regret gnawed at him.
What if they just did a little petting? Real sex was too much pressure, so maybe something subtle—no traces left behind, just a quick touch and feel, then done.
Han Yaseong ventured his opinion cautiously.
"Uh... well... if we just... moderately..."
"Do what moderately?"
"I mean... you know..."
He hemmed and hawed. This was poison to him. He couldn't say, Sunbae, I want to see you naked... Let alone, I'd love to grope your tits, check out your ass, maybe have you suck me off.
Frustration boiled inside him. A guy like Oh Jeong-hun would've already stripped off her panties and spread her open for a good look. Han Yaseong had zero playboy talent. He had no clue how to fuck a woman.
He just wanted to send Eun-ah sunbae on her way and jerk off to some rape porn in peace.
As Han Yaseong deflated back into a kid-like state, Jang Eun-ah actually felt more at ease. She could see how Yujin's feelings had shifted. Things had probably dragged on like this until they ended up having real sex. His passivity oddly stirred her maternal instincts. He wasn't weak, though—deep down he was strong, but he hid it, letting the soft side shine through. In front of women, he was endlessly vulnerable.
Now it made sense what Yujin had said: if a woman tempted him, he'd fall for it every time. He was a passive playboy—helpless against seduction, but incapable of initiating it himself.
That put Jang Eun-ah at ease. She had breathing room. As a total virgin with zero guy experience, she should've been the nervous one, but his timidity made her feel like the seasoned woman, bold and in control.
"So... what should we do?"
She broached it gently, and he looked up.
"I... dunno either."
They were playing the waiting game, eyeing each other. Irritation bubbled in Jang Eun-ah. Why's this guy so spineless? Earlier he'd been like a beast ready to pounce, but now he was just a kid staring at a lollipop in his hand.
If he'd pushed a little harder, she might've let him hold her hand. Hell, maybe even cop a quick feel of her chest. Nothing too obvious—no virginity lost. She could've indulged a bit on that front.
But he was too passive, leaving her stuck. She couldn't very well propose it herself as the woman.
As she sighed, an old complaint from Yujin resurfaced in her mind.
Just no penetration. That's still a virgin. Who'd know? As long as there's no insertion, everyone assumes you're pure—they don't think twice. Guys can't even tell if you've sucked them off. Half the women walking the streets have done stuff with men, but no one suspects. No one knows if you blew a guy last night or got eaten out. So do everything but insertion. Your dad won't know. Your future husband won't either. Lie and say it's your first—show a little blood from your hymen, and he'll be thrilled, calling you a pure virgin.
Yujin had said that when Jang Eun-ah vented about preserving her purity. No actual penetration into the pussy, and no one would ever know what else you'd done. You could roll around naked with a guy, shower together, suck each other off, sleep entwined, do whatever—as long as you kept that hymen intact, you'd be treated like a pure maiden. Even self-proclaimed virgins did oral. Premarital purity pledges? They kept the hymen but still blew guys. No insertion meant it didn't count.
Suck off one guy or a hundred, a thousand—it didn't matter. Hymen intact? Virgin. And men bought it, praising your purity.
Hey, it wasn't real sex. So Yujin advised sneaking in some oral or petting behind Dad's back.
Jang Eun-ah had been tempted but lacked a suitable partner till now. She had no intention of staying a total virgin until some arranged marriage anyway. A little kissing and petting? Sure, before she went off to that.
And now here she was with Han Yaseong. If he'd had the guts, she might've gone for a kiss. But he just fidgeted, peeking at her, leaving her sighing in frustration.
She couldn't propose it first—that was her pride as a woman and his sunbae.
Han Yaseong sitting there doing nothing was infuriating. An old joke even crossed her mind: call him a beast if he crosses the line, but when he doesn't, he's worse than a beast—women end up being the animals. She tsked inwardly at him.
Jang Eun-ah decided to call it quits. He was still just a kid. No way he could handle fooling around with that massive pressure.
"I'm heading out."
"What?"
Han Yaseong jolted in shock. Just like this? His gut twisted. Eun-ah sunbae was nothing like Yujin sunbae. He had no seduction skills. She clearly wanted something, but gave zero hints.
Anyway, he couldn't let her go like this. Too unfair.
"You can't just leave."
"Then?"
*Show me your pussy at least?*
Jang Eun-ah, knowing his pervy side through Yujin, wanted to snap back. But she was passive too—couldn't ask outright.
Instead, Han Yaseong spoke up awkwardly first.
"I skipped the gym today because of you. So you owe me compensation."
"That damn gym... What's the big deal about missing one day? You said the same thing earlier."
"Skipping today means I won't get Yujin sunbae's free pass."
"What're you talking about?"
"She said if I go every single day without missing one, she'd give me a Choi Yujin free-use ticket on the last day. But I missed today, so it's gone. I've been waiting for that! You ruined it, Eun-ah sunbae."
"A Choi Yujin free-use ticket? You mean...?"
"Yeah. One day to do whatever I want with Yujin sunbae. Free-use ticket..."
Han Yaseong looked glum. Skipping gym today meant the ticket had flown off—poof, cosmic dust. It stung so bad he needed some payback from Eun-ah sunbae.
Jang Eun-ah was floored.
You crazy bitch!
A free-use ticket for Yujin? She seemed unhinged. What the hell was she planning to let him do? But thinking it over... yeah, Yujin tamed him like a queen. Han Yaseong was under her thumb, her body a weapon to toy with him however she pleased. No wonder he was obsessed.
Jealousy flared up again, sharp as ever.