#65. Stockings
#65. Stockings
What was that? That thing.
Somehow managing to finish lunch without incident and returning home, I lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.
Na-eun, who had suddenly fed me some food and then bowed her head deeply.
Even though I hadn't asked her to...
Her cheeks, which had seemed slightly flushed.
It wasn't because she was aroused thinking about mixing our bodies like usual.
It was just purely because she was embarrassed by her own action.
...She was too cute.
It was a scene that made me wonder if this was the kind of romance those real-chad types sang about every day.
If I had the ability to turn back time, I'd definitely record that moment on video...
It was a memory too sweet to just fade away in my head like this.
But at the same time, it was also true that an ugly desire I couldn't bring myself to voice aloud was boiling inside me.
That cute Na-eun, all shy like that...
I wanted to mess her up completely.
I wanted to make her scream and beg me to stop thrusting while tears streamed down her face.
I wanted to mercilessly spank her small ass and shoot my load all over it.
My head kept feeling weird.
It was like the lock on my fantasies in my head had loosened because of the fantasy-like daily life Na-eun kept showing me.
The only space where I could be the author Han Gyeo-ul, or the sex demon Lee Jin-seong, was my less-than-5-pyeong studio apartment.
I'd thought that was right, and I'd strictly adhered to it all this time.
But ever since Na-eun crash-landed into my life like a traffic accident...
"Haa... Let's get a grip, Lee Min-ho."
Getting up from the bed, I washed my face with cold water.
"Get a grip."
But once I got a grip, the thing I had to do was...
[Han Na-eun Episode (27)]
Fuck.
Write another Erotic Novel using my girlfriend's name.
"Red~ Blue~"
Humming a tune, I rummaged through my closet wondering what to wear today.
This one? Or maybe this one's better?
Hmm...
No. First, I need to decide on the concept.
Our appointment was at 3 p.m.
Plenty of time to pick out an outfit.
Mid-November. The tail end of autumn.
It was starting to feel like winter was coming.
I liked winter better than summer.
I hated the heat and humidity.
And one more thing.
The fact that the author of [I Imprisoned Her.], who was also my boyfriend, used the pen name Han Gyeo-ul.
No way he'd hate winter.
Picking up a navy skirt, I held it up in front of the mirror to check if the colors matched overall.
Feels good.
It has that autumn vibe too.
Sitting down at the vanity, I quickly finished my makeup and started putting on the coordinated outfit I'd prepared.
Wallet. Phone. All packed, ready to head out...
And like an idiot, I'd almost forgotten the most important thing.
"Oh dear. I almost went out without thinking about my underwear."
Slipping on my boots at the entryway, I untied them again and headed straight to the bedroom.
"On a day like this, I can't wear something like that."
Pulling down my stockings, I yanked my panties right down.
For Oppa, my lower parts were starting to grow a bit of hair again.
Ugh... Feels kinda weird.
Going out without panties for the first time made me feel strangely tense.
Without panties, the stockings directly touching my pussy gave a weird sensation.
But that only lasted a moment.
After walking a bit, it started feeling familiar.
Good... This works.
Slipping my boots back on, I lightly placed a beret on my head.
"Hmm. Cute."
My reflection in the full-length mirror by the shoe rack was satisfying.
Alright. Time to go boyfriend hunting today too.
Today's goal: 'Rip the stockings.'
Weekend.
Everyone's day off.
For people going to school or work, it's a joyful time to spend fully with their lovers.
I, Lee Min-ho, who was no longer a Mosol or an ada, was waiting for my girlfriend in the best-looking outfit I'd picked from my closet.
"Oppa."
A voice I'd grown used to.
"You're late."
"What?"
Was it too much to hope for something like 'Sorry for keeping you waiting~'?
"...Just saying."
Now I felt kinda awkward for no reason.
But I had no intention of dragging out a mere 10-minute delay.
No reason to mess up from the first button.
Today was a happy day.
Because we were finally doing...
The classic theater date.
Theater date.
A date that most couples do at least once during the flirty phase or early relationship.
It might seem totally ordinary to others, but I really wanted to try it.
"Did you buy tickets?"
"Not yet."
"Any movie you wanna see?"
Honestly, the slightly disappointing part was that none of the currently screening movies were getting rave reviews.
When I didn't know better, I'd just watch whatever had good ratings.
"Nothing specific? Let's watch what you want."
"Hmm... Really?"
Checking the screen with the screening schedule, Na-eun smiled faintly.
"Then I'll buy the tickets today."
"Huh? I was gonna."
"No. I'll get the tickets, so you buy dinner, Oppa. Fair, right?"
I wasn't broke, and I'd planned to pay for everything coolly today.
But no reason to refuse something like Dutch pay.
"Got it."
"Wait here!"
She trotted over to the unmanned ticketing machine and started tapping the screen.
But what movie is she gonna pick?
No 19+ erotic movies currently screening, so I wasn't worried she'd pick something weird.
"What'd you choose?"
"Secret."
"Ugh... Not a horror movie, right?"
I could watch them, but no plans for a horror flick on a first date.
"It's not that. And I can't watch horror movies."
"Why? Scared?"
"Ah... I watched that old ghost story series they showed at school when I was a kid and got traumatized..."
Na-eun shared the old story, then grabbed my wrist, saying there was still plenty of time before the screening, and pulled me out of the theater.
"Ah, Oppa. Let's stop by a convenience store real quick."
"Why?"
"Gotta buy something."
Na-eun picked up from a random street convenience store...
"...Why that?"
"Need it."
"...Now?"
What she held in her hand was a pair of black stockings.
Na-eun smiled with a somewhat puzzled expression.
"No? I'm already wearing them fine."
Na-eun leaned her upper body forward a bit and pinched her black stockings with her fingers.
Chak! The stockings snapped against her thigh.
The crisp sound proved the item was still fully functional.
Ooh... Kinda...
Stockings.
One of the essential props you can't leave out of an Erotic Novel.
I thought the reason clothing like stockings looked so attractive was because they perfectly showed off the body line of the wearer.
The better the lower body proportions, the more devastating the power of stockings.
In that context, Na-eun's lower body...
Once I became aware of it, my eyes kept drifting downward.
Honestly, if you asked me which part of Na-eun's body was the best-shaped, I'd say her hips.
I'd felt it during doggy too, but Na-eun's hips...
I really shouldn't describe it this way, but...
They felt like 'custom grip handles.'
Even anyone could see it was like there was an instruction manual saying 'Grab here and thrust'...
Ah. Fuck. What am I thinking again.
"Oppa."
Na-eun, who was paying, looked up at me with a grin.
"Yeah?"
"Where were you looking?"
...Busted?
But I had an escape route prepared.
No way I'd go down without a fight.
"Ah... Was thinking of grabbing some gum."
"Gum?"
Na-eun looked a bit disappointed.
"Yeah. My mouth's kinda bored."
Of course, I had zero intention of buying any.
"Then put it here now. I'll buy it for you."
"Nah, no need. We're eating soon anyway."
"True."
Na-eun put her wallet back in her bag.
"Then let's go eat."
"Yeah."
"I wanna eat tteokbokki. That okay?"
"Fine as long as it's not too spicy."
"Got it. Then."
The place Na-eun took me to was a famous tteokbokki chain.
"Oppa, toppings?"
"Hmm... Cheese is enough for me?"
"Ah! Then add cheese, medium spice, please. And a drink!"
The employee confirmed the order once more and went back to the kitchen.
"Na-eun, so what movie did you book earlier?"
"Fruits Adventure."
Uh...?
"Fruits... Adventure...?"
Was there a movie like that?
"Yeah. You said pick what I wanna see."
"What's it about?"
Na-eun pulled out her phone, tapped a few times, and showed it to me.
...This? For real?
Already booked, so hard to say change it.
"You really wanted to see this?"
I asked her with a dumbfounded look.
"Yeah! Of course! Why, Oppa hate it?"
She grinned.
My crisis sensor was blaring that she was up to something.
Because [Fruits Adventure] was suspiciously...
A total kids' animation that only babies would watch.