A Knock at His Door
“Haaa…”
She had shut the door behind her as if nothing had happened, but Suhee was struggling more than she let on. Whether it was the lust that had begun to detonate inside her or something else entirely, slick wetness was already sliding down her thighs even though she hadn’t put the dildo in. Dongkyun’s thick cock, swaying right in front of her eyes, had burned itself into her mind and refused to leave.
“Ah, damn it.”
If anyone had a right to feel cheated, it was Dongkyun. Suhee’s every move had been calculated, and she was already certain she would have him eventually. He had no such certainty. Once the blood that had been boiling in his veins cooled, fear crept in to take its place. What if the world turned on him? What if that woman reported him?
Lying in his room, he found himself worrying even about the semen he had spilled on the Emergency Staircase.
“Come on… she wouldn’t actually report me, right? We both enjoyed it.”
And then there was that smile she had given him at the end. Just picturing her flushed face and that bright, effortless grin made his chest pound. To think he had done something so filthy with a woman like that. Lying there, Dongkyun’s cock began to stiffen all over again. Worry was worry, regret was regret—but the moment he thought of Suhee’s body and face, his hand found his shaft of its own accord and started stroking.
It had been frustrating in the moment, but Suhee was in no hurry. Dongkyun’s disappointed gestures, the look in his eyes, the way he spoke—all of it was familiar territory. She would simply go about her ordinary days, and the next time the chance presented itself, she was certain he would fall cleanly into her hands.
“Hoo…”
Of course, she was just as sexually frustrated as he was. It wasn’t only Dongkyun, who lived on the same floor. The café owner she had noticed last time kept snagging at the edge of her thoughts, so she went back—but the man still barely spared her a glance. Even when a body-starved Suhee casually showed off her figure and struck up conversation, the interest lasted only for the length of the exchange itself.
Honestly speaking, he appealed to her far more than Dongkyun, who had simply pulled his cock out and started jerking off on the spot. Maybe it was because he was a type she had never encountered before. The urge to conquer him surged up fierce and sharp. This wasn’t just her body running hot, she told herself.
Ding-a-ling.
“Have a good day.”
At least now, when there were no other customers, he said goodbye when she left. At first he hadn’t cared whether she stayed or went. That small change put her in a quietly good mood. And layered on top of it was a swelling anticipation—what would a man like that look like when he finally broke? How would he pant? How would he devour her body? Would he turn into an animal?
Just imagining it sent a tingling pulse through her lower belly. A thin thread of wetness even slipped free, enough to dampen her panties. She left the café still wanting more.
Back in her student days, there had barely been a day without sex. No—she had fucked several times a day, until her brain felt like it was melting. Being forced into a dry spell like this was starting to make her lose her mind.
I can’t take this anymore.
She had meant to let things simmer a little longer, and she had walked past Dongkyun several times pretending not to notice him. But she had hit her limit. Watching the hunger in his eyes and the restless way he moved his body had been enjoyable, but even Suhee couldn’t stand holding back any longer.
She was just going to do it. Besides, she had kept Dongkyun waiting for days—he had to be burning by now. As a stopgap, for the time being…
Ah, shit. What if I don’t run into him today?
Worrying as she headed home, Suhee found Dongkyun lingering near the entrance as if her fretting had been nothing at all. He looked like a man who had made up his mind; the second he saw her, he came straight toward her. Inwardly she was glad—but she still slipped past him as if she hadn’t noticed.
Whether it was because she had decided to devour him today, or because of that café owner, she could feel the space between her legs growing wetter by the second.
Dongkyun had worked up the courage to approach her, only for Suhee to walk by as if ignoring him again. He was practically vibrating with frustration.
“Um, I—”
Click. Click. Click.
Suhee’s high heels carried her forward without hesitation. Seeing how thoroughly wound up he already was only made her want to twist the knife a little deeper. She pressed the elevator button and didn’t even answer when he called after her. She kept her face carefully blank, but she could feel his gaze burning into her back.
By the time the elevator arrived and Dongkyun was still hovering, Suhee was getting impatient herself. She had decided to finish this properly today, so once she stepped inside she finally spoke to him.
“Aren’t you getting on?”
“Ah—yes… I should.”
It was the first time he had heard her voice since that strange encounter on the Emergency Staircase, and Dongkyun’s whole face brightened. He hurried over and rode up with her.
They lived on the same floor anyway. He quickly pressed the button, then stole a sidelong glance at her face.
Still… she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her profile looked like a carved work of art. Her body, too. Even under her clothes, the elegant curves and fullness showed wherever the fabric touched. Her smooth legs didn’t even look like human flesh—more like something fashioned from some other material entirely.
And this woman had masturbated with a dildo on the Emergency Staircase. And he had pulled his own cock out and jerked off right in front of her. If he ever told his friends he had masturbated while staring at a woman like this, he’d be lucky to get away with just a slap.
He swallowed hard. In the brief stretch before the elevator arrived, what was he supposed to say? What could he say that would bring him even a little closer to her? A thousand thoughts tangled and filled his head.
Ding.
Click. Click. Click.
The elevator doors opened and Suhee stepped out first. Her heels clicked as she walked slowly—slow enough for Dongkyun to get a good look—showing off those long, slender legs. The sticky weight of his stare on her back pulled a smile to the corner of her mouth.
Truthfully, his hesitation had been irritating. But if she gave him even a little opening, he would come running. She walked on, swaying her hips just slightly, and stopped in front of her front door. Instead of unlocking it, she took a quiet breath, then glanced sideways at Dongkyun.
“Weren’t you waiting for me?”
“Ah—th-that’s…”
Suhee sighed inwardly. After everything they had already done, he was still stammering. It was maddening.
“About… last time. That.”
“Excuse me?”
“On the Emergency Staircase.”
Suhee’s head turned slowly as she scanned the hallway.
“This doesn’t seem like the place to talk about it. Right?”
“Ah—yeah.”
“What unit are you?”
“Sorry?”
“Hoo… your room.”
“Oh—I’m right here…”
Looking awkward, Dongkyun pointed at his door with one finger.
“I’ll come by in a bit. We can talk inside?”
“Sh-should we?”
Without answering, Suhee opened her door and went in, a smile flooding her face—though Dongkyun never got to see it.
The second she disappeared, he scrambled into his own place and started cleaning. For a man living alone the room was decent enough, but it was nowhere near ready for company. And this particular guest was no ordinary person. He tidied as thoroughly as he could, wiped away the sweat, then glanced toward the bathroom.
“Just in case…”
He took a full shower, then sat down to wait for Suhee like a well-behaved boy.
“Hoo… when should I go?”
Back home, Suhee changed clothes first. She chose the same casual outfit she had been wearing the day they first met—partly to jog the memory of still-clueless Dongkyun. Short cotton shorts, a snug T-shirt, and a thin cardigan. Her underwear, though, was different from usual. Back in her school days she wouldn’t have bothered wearing any for a moment like this, but somehow she wanted to present herself to Dongkyun as something carefully wrapped. She also didn’t want to look too easy. She needed to lock down the upper hand for certain.
She did pack the dildo, though. She had a feeling they might get up to something fun with it.
About thirty minutes passed. Deciding she had given him enough time, Suhee got to her feet.
She didn’t bother with the doorbell. She knocked twice instead. Before the echo of the second knock had even faded, the door flew open to reveal Dongkyun’s thoroughly flushed face. His hair was still wet—he must have just washed it.
A little cute, actually.
She hadn’t imagined he would go so far as to shower. Suhee smiled softly.
“Ah—come in.”
She stepped through the door he held open, slipped off her shoes, and set her feet on the floor. The room wasn’t decorated in any particularly charming way, but it was clean and neat.
“Uh—make yourself comfortable.”
“Okay.”
Suhee settled her hips onto the floor in front of the bare mattress. Dongkyun’s gaze crawled over her body with obsessive focus as she leaned lightly back against it. The whole room seemed to fill with her scent. Last time she had been wearing sneakers, so he hadn’t noticed—but even her feet were clean and delicately formed, hard to look away from. Slim ankles, calves, thighs, and then her upper body where the silhouette of her underwear showed through.
“Ah—can I get you something to—”
He had been staring blankly at her body; when their eyes met, he looked away, embarrassed. He turned as if to make coffee, but Suhee’s voice caught him.
“I’m fine. What was it you wanted to say?”
“Ah.”
Dongkyun sat down across from her, every movement stiff and unnatural. Anyone walking in would have thought Suhee owned the place and he was the guest.
“So, uh… about last time.”
“On the Emergency Staircase?”
“Hup—yes.”
He hadn’t expected her to drive straight to the point. Dongkyun flinched. What was he supposed to say? Just ask why she had done what she did? But he had masturbated too, so it wasn’t exactly…
“You masturbated in front of me, didn’t you?”
“What? Ah—that’s…”
Once again, Suhee was faster.