Off to the Mountains with Lee Jiseon
After shooting off texts to Jeong Sangmi and Lee Jueun, I messaged Lee Jiseon, the woman I'd arranged to see that afternoon. The truth was she'd been blowing up my phone this whole time — I just hadn't answered because I'd been fooling around with Miyeon. More than twenty messages were waiting for me.
Kim Miyeon was sleeping soundly beside me, so a phone call was out of the question. Not that it really mattered, but I wanted to let my devoted, adorable Miyeon get every scrap of rest she could. She'd mentioned lately that she felt unusually drowsy — probably because her body was reverting, day by day, to that of a woman in her twenties.
The instant I sent it, her replies came flooding in like a storm.
Lee Jiseon had always been bold and overflowing with lust. Seeing her this eager, I found myself wanting something more perverted than ordinary sex with her today.
I absolutely loved this kind of eagerness from Lee Jiseon.
Goddamn, that intensity! Her energy was so infectious I was already itching to fuck her. But I couldn't just go like this. I wanted something perverted today.
That intensity...! Lee Jiseon's intensity was the kind of force that said she'd do anything — as long as she got fucked.
Not a moment's hesitation. Goddamn.
She figured out my intention from nothing but the supplies I asked for. Heh heh heh. What an excellent bitch in heat.
Lee Jiseon was smart enough to know exactly what that meant. And once again, she answered without a word of protest.
Fiery. A bitch in heat, fully prepared, without a shred of hesitation.
I sent that as a gesture of consideration, at least.
This was exactly what made Lee Jiseon so appealing.
After finishing the texts, I carefully got out of bed so I wouldn't wake Miyeon and headed for the bathroom. I'd fucked Miyeon yesterday morning, then Jeong Sangmi and Lee Jueun, then Park Eunjeong that night, and Miyeon again this morning — my whole body was steeped in the smell of saliva and pussy. I actually liked the smell, but I was meeting Jiseon, so I needed to wash up.
Soon enough I probably wouldn't even care about that kind of thing when I met Lee Jiseon either. Haha.
I came out clean, and Kim Miyeon was already awake. The sound of my shower must have roused her. She was sitting on the bed fully dressed in underwear and a dress.
"I must have dozed off..."
"You did. You looked so pretty and precious sleeping that I didn't want to wake you."
"Aigoo... you still should have woken me..."
"You're already dressed? Did you just put your panties back on? Without wiping?"
I pointed between her legs with a finger, and she flushed as she answered.
"You told me not to wipe... so I just put them on."
"Ohh... then the crotch of your panties must be soaked and squelching."
"Aigoo... if you put it like that... maybe I shouldn't have put them on at all."
"Hahaha. You should have stayed naked in front of me. Consider that your punishment for getting dressed without permission."
"I'll take them off. I'll take them off right now."
She started to pull off her dress, but I stopped her.
"It's fine for now. Leave them on. I have to go out for work."
Of course, the "work" I was talking about was fucking a woman. But Kim Miyeon just assumed I was heading out to do something difficult because of her daughter.
"I'm so sorry... because of Minkyung, you..."
She was so sorry and so heartbroken that tears welled in both eyes and rolled down her cheeks. I pulled her into a tight hug and whispered to her, soothing her.
"It's okay. Living like this because of your daughter is hard, but I can endure it because the auntie I love is right here beside me. In exchange, hurry up and do what I told you — kick your daughter out. Understood?"
"Yes... I promise I will. Just hold on a little longer."
"Alright. I'll be heading out, then."
"I'll have a delicious dinner waiting, so come home early."
"Yes, Auntie."
"Ah, and also...!"
"Yes?"
Miyeon called me back as I was leaving, fidgeting with her fingers, hesitating over something she wanted to say.
"What is it?"
"Um... will you be finishing early today?"
"Hmm... yeah. Earlier than yesterday. There's only one person. I'll be back around dinnertime. Why?"
Her face lit up at that.
"Then... I'll have dinner ready, so... when you get back and eat... would you... hold me one more time?"
She looked so adorable I walked back over, wrapped my arms around her waist, and said,
"Heh. Auntie. Tonight... we'll have dinner together. Then go upstairs, pretend to go to bed in front of your daughter, and sneak back down here."
"What? Th-then..."
"I'll let you sleep with me."
"Hah!"
She must have been overjoyed. She couldn't hide her delight, like a child who'd just received an enormous present.
"In exchange, take a thorough shower, and get the person living in the room next to mine moved out of here as soon as possible. Understood?"
"Yes, Minha. Leave it to me."
Listening to her energetic reply, I left the studio apartment.
Lee Jiseon's car pulled up in front of the karaoke bar only a few minutes later. The moment I climbed into the passenger seat, Jiseon greeted me with a flushed, excited face.
"Welcome, Minha."
She looked like a fan receiving a celebrity. As I sat down, I noticed a large shopping bag at my feet. Inside was the camping cushion mat she'd mentioned, along with a bright red leash and a dog collar.
"You got everything ready. Good work, Jiseon."
"Yes... s-so, where are we going?"
For some reason she was stammering slightly. I could tell she was more nervous than usual. I showed her the destination I'd already punched into my phone's GPS.
"Head here. It's a mountain road, and once you go in even a little ways, there's nobody around. That should be fine, right?"
"Of course..."
The car pulled away smoothly. I took my time looking her over. She was wearing a two-piece suit with black hold-up stockings.
"A suit looks really good on you, Jiseon."
"Does it? Hehe. Thank you. I'm glad you think so."
"It's sexy, actually. I've always had a thing for office looks."
"Ah...!"
Lee Jiseon parted her lips, her expression drifting into thought as she drove.
"The career-woman type?"
"Yeah, something like that."
"Hehe. The proud, intellectual type, you mean?"
"Exactly. You know me well."
"That's me, isn't it?"
"It sure is."
"Oh my... we've barely even met and you're already like this... if you keep it up, I might... end up with a stain on my skirt..."
A confession that the inside of her panties was already hot and soaked.
"Then once we spread out the mat, we'll check just how big that stain got."
"Ah.... don't..."
Lee Jiseon started squirming in her seat as she drove. Just my words were enough to get her body heating up. Watching her was getting fun.
"Don't tell me a refined, intellectual woman like yourself has damp panties? Or that they smell?"
".... Aah...."
Gripping the wheel and staring straight ahead, Lee Jiseon bit her lower lip and rubbed her thighs together. Just looking at her, I could already tell exactly what state her panties were in.