The Lewd Cafe, Heeju Calls
“Haah… aren’t you being a little too much?”
“Heh.”
The café stood empty. Outside, the sun was sinking low toward the horizon. Suhee had pulled her clothes back on, though she still looked thoroughly spent. Sitting in one of the café chairs with her clothes hanging loosely on her frame, she fixed Jeongun with a sulky glare.
“I seriously thought I was done for, you know.”
“Well… you enjoyed it, didn’t you? That’s what matters.”
The moment she had taken Jeongun’s cock while slipping out past the inner door, Suhee had climaxed in a rush of extreme pleasure—only to realize, a beat later, that she had been played. There had been no audience at all. Looking around the deserted café, she felt relief and a faint, lingering disappointment at the same time.
Jeongun, who had ushered the customers out and still hadn’t finished closing up, smiled at her as he tidied the interior.
“You seemed to like it a whole lot.”
“I mean… well…”
Color flooded Suhee’s cheeks. She had had sex far lewder and messier than this, but sitting around afterward and talking about it was strangely new.
“It felt better because you thought you’d get caught, didn’t it?”
“Nngh…”
Even this kind of conversation was a pleasure for Jeongun. A lewd, filthy, pretty woman. He remembered clearly how her pussy had clenched tighter and tighter the closer they got to that inner door—and how, the instant she believed they had been fully exposed, she had come hard and spilled her fluids.
As he wiped down a cup, his cock stirred again with fresh heat. Straightening the countertop, Jeongun called to her once more.
“Come here.”
“Huh? Why? Want me to help?”
“There is something you can help with, yes.”
When Suhee stepped closer, she saw the apron tented over Jeongun’s obvious bulge.
“Again?”
“Of course. We’ve only done it once.”
“Ah… I’m wiped out. I was so tense the whole time.”
“Hurry up.”
She was tired, but she didn’t exactly mind. Suhee slipped behind the counter where Jeongun was washing dishes. When he made a little space for her, she sank to her knees in front of him. Settling into a obedient posture, she reached out and stripped his pants down—completely this time, unlike before. She pushed the apron aside as well, and his cock, already swelling hard, sprang free.
Without hesitation, Suhee took the shaft—still marked by the fierce sex from earlier—into her mouth.
Slurp.
“Mmm…”
Hearing his satisfied groan in her ear only stoked her own arousal. There had been plenty of times when the act of sucking cock alone was enough to turn her on. Feeling that thick length harden against her tongue let her imagine exactly how it would feel driving into her.
Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.
Suhee’s tongue and jaw worked diligently, sucking him down. There were no customers, but the fact that she was blowing him right here in the café—while he finished closing—suited her just fine. Some people might have found a cock still dirty from sex distasteful. For her, that only made it better.
“Hoo…”
His low moan was pure stimulation. She dropped her jaw and pushed him deep until her mouth was full. The half-dried semen from earlier melted under her tongue. Jeongun’s hands, still at the dishes, grew slower and slower. The more her tongue danced and her jaw worked, the harder it became to hold back against the way she was devouring him.
“This won’t do…”
Receiving Suhee’s blowjob, Jeongun didn’t need long before the two of them were naked again and rolling across the café floor. With no customers this time, he drew every blind shut and stripped them both bare. No one outside could see—but the feeling was still deliciously illicit. Maybe because this was his workplace. They had fucked in the café before, but that had been after full dark, and the lights hadn’t been left on like this.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
“Hngh—nnh—aahng.”
Mixing their bodies under bright lights, right in the middle of the space where he did business every day, felt strangely intense.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“You like it that much? What a little pervert.”
Watching Suhee’s pussy gush like a fountain, Jeongun murmured against her. It seemed he could try something even more special with this woman. Outdoor sex on the school grounds. Sex just past that rear inner door. And now sex in the middle of the café under full lighting. An ordinary person might have recoiled—but she was clearly savoring every second of it. The thought of all the filthy, delightful things he still wanted to do with Suhee brought his third orgasm rushing up fast.
“I’m coming. Squeeze.”
“Hnnnngh—”
Even through her frantic moans, he felt her pussy clamp down hard. Gripping her waist one last time, Jeongun drove deep and emptied himself as far inside her as he could go.
Suhee, of course, had no idea what was running through Jeongun’s mind. She simply enjoyed the sex—and, in the end, she passed her driving test. Jeongun’s help had been a big part of that, from the practical exam all the way through to driving lessons after her mother gave her a car. The payment, naturally, had always been sex.
Buzz.
While Suhee was busy enjoying herself in all sorts of ways, a welcome message arrived. Lounging around at home, her phone lit up with a call from none other than Heeju.
“Hello?”
“Suhee! What are you doing!”
“Ah, Heeju. Me? Just hanging around.”
“Nice not having to show up at school, huh?”
“Yeah. I’m loving it.”
Hearing from Heeju after so long filled Suhee’s face with a bright smile. Heeju was a rather special friend herself. Back in college, they had gone out to meet guys together and gotten up to all kinds of filthy things. As they caught up, Suhee mentioned that she had gotten her license—and that her family had bought her a car.
“Whoa, for real? I’m so jealous.”
“Eh, but I’m still not great at driving.”
“Hey, still—that’s huge.”
Heeju suddenly lit up and started talking a mile a minute.
“If there’s somewhere you want to go, you can just go.”
“Yeah, but… there’s nowhere in particular.”
“Nowhere, my ass. That’s just because you don’t get out. You used to hit the clubs just fine.”
“Ugh, that was only because you were there.”
“Then how about we go somewhere this weekend?”
“This weekend? Like, this coming one?”
“Yeah. Blow off some steam before midterms. It’s been forever…”
Heeju’s voice turned sly. She liked meeting men every bit as much as Suhee did—and sex just as much.
“Where to? Is there even anywhere good?”
“Hey—what about the East Coast? We could try surfing a little. I heard it’s packed out there these days.”
“What? It’s still spring. Isn’t the beach a summer thing?”
“You really don’t know anything. Season barely matters, Suhee.”
“Come on.”
“I’m serious. Hang on. I’ll look everything up and call you back.”
“Hey, Heeju, wait—”
The call cut off in an instant. Suhee was briefly flustered, but she waited quietly. Lately she had been so busy enjoying sex with new men that she had almost forgotten—but she and Heeju used to run around together quite a lot. They had never shared a truly central partner, but they had often shared a room and several people at once. Heeju was that rare friend who was every bit as sexually open, and they clicked so well that Suhee barely kept any other friends.
It didn’t take long for Heeju to call back.
“See? Told you I was right.”
“You have to actually say what you mean first, Heeju.”
“Ah, whatever. You can learn to surf, and it’s not even that cold.”
“Tsk… it still sounds freezing. Aren’t you supposed to go to the beach in summer?”
“Didn’t you say you’d be starting work around then? Once that happens, you won’t be able to go even if you want to.”
The retort that weekends would still be free rose all the way to Suhee’s throat—but she decided to just go along with Heeju.
“Ugh, fine. Let’s go. But I’m really not a good driver yet—is that okay?”
“Of course~ We’ll just take it slow.”
“Alright.”
It felt like she had been getting dragged around by Heeju since their college days—but she didn’t really mind.
Once the plans with Heeju were set, the weekend arrived in no time. Seeing Heeju show up at her place first thing in the morning was genuinely nice.
“Hey! Suhee, it’s been forever.”
“Right? Why are you all dressed up?”
“Why else? We’re going to the beach. Duh.”
“Weren’t we going to learn surfing or whatever?”
“So what, that’s all we’re doing? Ugh, do you not know how hot that place is right now?”
“I mean… I haven’t really been paying attention…”
“First things first—let me see the car.”
A small car sat parked off to one side of the lot. Suhee had driven it a few times, but she was still a little rough around the edges.
“Oh, nice.”
“Nice? It’s tiny.”
“Still—having one at all is huge. What college kid has a car?”
“Hmm…”
“Come on, let’s go already.”
Heeju shoved Suhee into the driver’s seat. As she turned the key, Suhee glanced over.
“But are we seriously surfing when it’s this chilly?”
“Yeah. People do it in winter, even. And right now that place is the hottest spot around.”
“What are you even talking about? You’ve been saying that since last time.”
“What do you mean, what? You really don’t keep up with anything, do you? You know Yangyang?”
“I know where it is.”
“Not the location, dummy.”
Heeju pulled out her phone and started flipping through pictures—young men and women partying in an open-air club vibe. Every last one of them had an incredible body.
“Oh…”
“Look at the guys and suddenly you’re getting it.”
“Hey, no I’m not.”
“Please. I know you better than anyone, Suhee.”
Suhee and Heeju put their heads together and giggled. Only then did Suhee understand what Heeju had really been after. Heeju loved sex every bit as much as she did. She should have caught on the moment Heeju started pushing so hard.
“And I’ve already looked into a few things…”
Heeju’s mouth showed no sign of stopping for the entire drive.
“Heeju, hold on. I need to focus.”
“Just listen, okay?”
“I can’t…”
For a still-unsteady driver like Suhee, it was more than a little distracting.