Christmas Eve

People usually say winter starts in December, but these days the cold sets in the moment mid-November is behind you.

Sometimes it snows. In the worst cases, it rains.

Today was one of those days.

"Hoo…."

It wasn't coming down like monsoon season, but the rain alone made the air colder and damper. Even bundled up, the cutting wind sliced straight through every layer until it felt like I wasn't wearing anything at all.

"You're here?"

"Yeah… I thought I was going to freeze to death."

"I know… I turned the heat on, so just sit down."

"Okay."

Still, my sister's place was warm. It was a relatively new apartment with no drafts, so even the boiler on its lowest setting was enough.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yeah, I ate before I came. Where's Ye-rim?"

"She said she's out with friends."

"Is that so?"

I had come to my sister's place for a reason today. Nothing major — just something about Ye-rim.

"So… how much is Ye-rim's tuition?"

"Huh? Why are you asking about tuition?"

"I just… wanted to help out."

"What? It's fine~ I can cover my own daughter's tuition."

"Even so."

You can't turn back the past. You can't make Ye-rim as if she never existed. That was why I had to do better now. I had promised to take responsibility for her. This was only a small part of that promise.

"It's about four hundred."

"That's perfect. I brought exactly that."

"Brought it? What are you talking about…?"

I pulled an envelope from my inner pocket. Fresh fifty-thousand-won bills, still warm from the ATM.

"What is this… all of a sudden."

"Nothing. I just felt like I haven't done enough for Ye-rim all this time."

"That's not true. Just use it yourself."

"No. I really want to do this. You can use it however you want."

"……Thank you."

My sister took the envelope and pulled me into a hug.

"My little brother's all grown up."

"……."

This much was cheap. My sin was far too large to be measured in money.

"Oh — do you have any plans for Christmas?"

"Hmm… nothing on the day itself, I don't think. Why?"

"I was thinking we could grab a meal or something."

"A meal sounds good."

Part of me wanted to invite Ye-na, but I dropped the idea — the atmosphere might turn awkward. I still felt awkward around my brother-in-law myself.

"Hey… Noona."

"Yeah——"

Click, click, click, click.

"Sounds like Ye-rim's home."

"Mom~"

"Did you eat?"

"Yeah. I had tonkatsu with my friends. Why is Uncle here?"

"Just stopped by for a bit."

"You're leaving already?"

"Yeah. I've been here long enough."

As I stood up, Ye-rim came over, her skirt swaying lightly side to side. Then she gestured for me to lean in, as if she wanted to borrow my ear.

"You didn't do anything weird with Mom, right?"

"….I didn't. We just talked."

"…Okay then."

Ever since I started dating Ye-na, I hadn't slept with my sister. Ye-na had sorted out that long, tangled feeling for me. Of course I still loved my sister. I had simply decided to change how I showed it — by taking responsibility for Ye-rim, just like this.

"Uncle, what are you doing on Christmas Eve?"

"Spending it with my girlfriend."

"……Of course you are. Shouldn't have asked."

"I'll come by on Christmas."

"Really…? What about your girlfriend?"

"I'll probably come alone."

"……Then I'll see you then."

"Yeah."

Would I even make it over here on time? I just hoped my body would hold out.

"Hoo…."

It had always been this way, but most people don't get Christmas Eve off. School days used to be the exception — everyone was already on break before Christmas. But once the alternate-Saturday system disappeared, summer and winter vacations got shorter, and these days the break runs straight through February, with the closing ceremony held somewhere between late December and early January.

Which meant today was a normal workday. No — for office workers, tomorrow was the holiday, so overtime was practically inevitable.

While someone was at a motel, making love like an animal with their partner or lover, someone else was working a bar shift or a Christmas-event gig, and someone else was stuck on overtime.

The clock had already pushed past nine — peak hour for sex.

"Manager, aren't you heading out?"

"Yeah… I need to finish this first."

"I see."

"What about you, Ji-hye?"

"I'm done, so I'm heading home now."

"Ah. Go on ahead."

"Yes~"

Now I was alone in the office. No more coworkers to talk to, no one left to read the room for.

She's going to kill me…

If I dragged this out any longer, the person waiting at home was going to give me hell. I had given her a heads-up, but I hadn't expected to run this late.

"Finally… huh?"

The moment I finished, a call came in from my master. I proudly hit the green button.

Take my time? Was she preparing something behind my back? Normally I'd suspect cheating, but Ye-na wasn't that kind of person. When she confessed to me, she had even said that if she ever cheated, I could do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠whatever I wanted with her body.

"I'm home."

"Yeah… you're here?"

"You waited. Sorry."

"No~ It's fine."

"Oh~"

She had bought a cake for Christmas and even put up balloon decorations in the room. To ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠think I could feel this kind of family atmosphere without even going to my sister's place. See? Nothing to worry about after all.

"Two candles because it's been two years?"

"Yeah."

"Cute."

"Me?"

"Yeah."

"…….Aren't you supposed to say no at that point?"

"What am I supposed to do when you're cute."

"……Oppa, you're being weird today."

"I've always been weird."

The distance between us closed, and our fingertips brushed. We were already a little past peak sex hour, but so what if we were a little late — being together was what mattered.

"A little close, don't you think…?"

"So what."

"Aren't you going to… eat the cake?"

"I'm the type who eats the good stuff first."

"What is that even…."

I kissed Ye-na as her face flushed red. Her tongue coiled around mine at once, saliva flowing between us. We traded breath, moved our lips, and the mood climbed higher. Piece by piece, I began peeling away the clothes Ye-na was about to have taken from her.

"Hm? No straps?"

"Ah… that. Strapless. You wear them a lot with off-shoulder tops."

"So these exist too…."

No wonder her chest looked more gathered than usual. The world of lingerie really was full of wonders.

"You're not saying no today?"

"You're going to take them off anyway…."

"True."

The method was the same — undo the hook in the back and it came right off. No straps made it ridiculously easy.

"Sexy panties too."

"Oppa, why are you like this today?"

"Hm? Like what?"

"You keep saying dirty things."

"Did I…?"

"Yeah. You seem like you're in heat."

"Maybe it's because it's Christmas…?"

I said what I honestly felt. I didn't hold back because the person in front of me was Ye-na. Hmm… maybe having sex for the first time in half a year last time had reawakened my libido. Or maybe the girls handing out flyers on the way home had been too provocative. Either way, one thing was clear — I was ready to push inside her right then and there.

"Haaah…!"

I buried my face in her damp panties, and a lovely moan tickled my ear. Pull the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sheer fabric aside and a pink pussy came into view. A rich scent hit my nose and a filthy urge moved my body on its own.

"Nnh, wai—… doesn't it smell…?"

"It does."

"Really?!"

"Yeah. An incredibly dirty smell."

The source of that dirty smell — the scent of her pussy. Not like rotten squid, but a real, thick, heavy pheromone, dense and filthy.

"Hnn, nnh, hooooh…!"

Just the touch of my tongue made her juices start to drip, ripe and ready to eat. I stripped off my clothes, rubbed the head of my cock against her, and finished preparing to push in.

"Ye-na. Suck it for me."

"Righ' now…?"

"Yeah."

I was already hard, but I wanted to enter her in the best condition possible. Ye-na began carefully licking my sticky cock.

"Haup…."

She moved her head with practiced ease, working her tongue deliciously inside her mouth. Vulgar enough to call it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a mouth-pussy. But to my eyes, it was nothing but adorable. She was sucking the most precious part of a man, throwing away her pride to do it.

"The sounds you're making right now are so dirty."

"Woop, hooop…?"

When she pulled my cock from her mouth, she rolled her tongue around my balls and licked them.

"…!"

Just when it seemed she was teasing them gently, Ye-na sucked my balls into her mouth like a kiss. An act that could easily turn to pain — she controlled it just right, converting the pain into pleasure. More than anything, she wasn't forcing herself. The dazed look on her face, as if drunk on the smell of my cock, felt like a vow of total submission, and that made me even harder.

"Can I cum inside?"

"Haup…."

Instead of answering, she swallowed my cock again. She pushed the spit-slick shaft as deep as it would go, the way you'd push into a pussy. Gripping both sides of my head like handles, she moved almost roughly, nearly face-fucking herself on it.

"Ugh…!"

"Hooop!"

I couldn't hold it and came down her throat. Her mouth contracted around my cock, squeezing, waiting for every drop of cum to empty out. When the orgasm stopped, Ye-na slowly moved her head and cleaned my cock thoroughly.

"Open up."

"Aaa…."

She showed me the cum pooled full in her mouth, then swallowed it down. She was pushing herself a little because it was Christmas. That only made me more grateful.

"Oppa…."

"Yeah?"

The moment I reached for a condom, Ye-na called my name.

"Today's a safe day… really."

"Is it…?"

"So… put it in."

She kicked off her panties and spread her pussy open with her index and middle fingers. The hole between them dripped with wetness, begging to be filled.

"Hm…?"

"…!"

As I climbed onto the bed to put my cock in, I felt something under the blanket. Pulling it back, I found what looked like a shopping bag.

"What's this?"

"Ah… that… you don't have to worry about it…."

The more someone says that, the harder it is not to look. I opened the bag right away and checked the contents.

"This is…."

"I was going to put it on earlier… but I stopped…."

"So that's why you told me to take my time…."

Inside was a Santa costume. Not a plain one — a tight one-piece that clung to the body for easy access, with an extremely short skirt.

"Why? It'd look cute."

"It's embarrassing…."

"Put it on for me now."

"Now…?"

Ye-na let out a big, resigned sigh, then got up and started putting it on. She even put on the hat, becoming a complete Santa.

"M-Merry Christmas~"

"……."

"How is it…?"

"……."

"Say something…."

"Turn around."

"Like this…?"

"Yeah."

A Santa girl with no panties turned her back to me. Then there was only one thing left for me to do.

"Haah!"

Answer a Santa girl's greeting — with my cock.