#10 Scenario: The Perfect Couple
She had that look like she was dying to show off the swimsuit she'd prepared.
"Before that, let's unpack first."
The spa water was still only ankle-deep, so while we waited for it to fill, I headed back to the car and grabbed our luggage.
Outside, a gentle sea breeze rustled the tree branches.
"Siu-ya~, carry this for me~."
As I went to grab my bags, she grunted and heaved out a massive suitcase.
"......Was this in the car?"
I stared in disbelief at the enormous thing—it was like something for evacuating during a disaster, and this was just for a two-night, three-day trip.
Catching my expression, Woo Da-hee grinned and nodded.
"Yeah, just in case, I packed a ton of clothes......"
"......Da-hee, this is enough for a world tour."
"Ah, not all clothes—there's other stuff too~."
I'd find out what was inside soon enough, so I didn't pry right then.
Instead, I stood beside her and helped with the luggage.
Roll...
We climbed the stone steps and had to pause for a breather.
"Too heavy—what the hell's in there?"
"Hehe."
She let out a sly little laugh and touched my forearm.
"I'll show you tonight."
"Huh?"
She must have some special event planned. It wasn't in the scenario, but it made sense if you thought about it—a loving girlfriend pulling out all the stops for her man.
The bedroom was on the second floor, so we dumped the bags by the bed and headed back down. The spa was about half full now.
"Gonna change~."
She approached me as I checked the water level, tying her hair back tightly with a band.
"Yeah, ah."
I stopped her as she turned to go change.
"Change in front of me."
"......?"
She gave me a puzzled look at my request, then shot me that sly gaze again.
"Wanna watch me change?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Pfft, okay~. If that's what Siu wants. Is it?"
I nodded to confirm, and she set her clothes on the table by the spa.
I wasn't about to miss this—I pulled out my phone. Couldn't post it on SNS, but it was perfect for personal collection... or maybe as a prop someday.
"What~? Filming too?"
"Nah, video. For when I'm alone later."
"Hng~."
Her face lit up with interest as she positioned herself in front of my phone.
An actress was an actress—she struck a pose right away, staring straight at the camera.
"Gonna film me pretty?"
"Of course~."
I sat on the round chair and hit record. She reacted instantly to the sound, shrugging off her coat.
Rustle.
Without it, her knit top hugged her voluptuous figure.
"Filming good?"
"Yeah, sexy as hell."
She couldn't hide her smile at the praise. Lifting the knit revealed a camisole underneath.
Thud.
She added the knit to the coat pile, then peeled off the camisole, exposing a turquoise bra with delicate lace.
Definitely not like the underwear I'd seen before.
Click.
She undid her pants button and slid them down slowly, revealing the matching turquoise panties.
Consistent workouts showed—slight softness around the middle, but a smooth waist curve.
She swept back her tousled hair, tidied it, then glanced at the phone.
Smooth.
Hand on her hip, she struck a confident pose.
"Pretty?"
Just two words, but they dripped with her self-assurance and charm.
I gave her a thumbs-up instead of answering, and her face melted into delight.
"Hng~, my Siu's too cute. Like it that much~?"
She was so smitten, it bordered on arm-pillow territory.
Sure, the taboo scenarios had their thrill, but this pure-love vibe wasn't half bad.
Especially seeing a whole new side of her.
"Now this too?"
"Yeah."
She unhooked the bra, shot me a playful glance, then spun around.
"Not showing though~."
"Aw, why? Show me."
"Only for the one I love~?"
"Of course I love you. Fucking love you."
I blurted it out desperately, and she ducked her head, shoulders shaking as she stifled laughter.
"Hoo~."
Once she calmed, she turned back to the phone, teasing me by half-opening the bra.
"Hurry~."
"Kyung. Kinda embarrassing though."
Rustle.
As her hands slowly parted, firm, beautiful breasts came into view.
Not pale pink, but alluring areolas and nipples already stiff.
"Come here."
I beckoned, and she approached, bra in hand.
I held out my palm; she glanced between the camera and me, confused at first.
"Put your tit on it."
"Such a perv~."
Words said, but she casually rested her breast on my hand.
Heavy—barely fit in one palm.
Her sister Da-young's were softer and bigger, but these were the ideal shape.
I flicked the hardened nipple with my index finger.
"Why's it hard already?"
"Ha-ut... 'cause of you...... You got mine earlier......"
A flicker of genuine sulk in her expression.
"I'll do it later."
"Really?"
"Yeah, we'll see."
"Ah, really~. What kinda answer is that."
She pouted childishly and glared, but when I gripped her breast hard, she moaned and softened.
"Haa-ng!"
"Change the rest."
We were all about mutual love, but I was firmly the alpha.
No way I'd play beta in any scenario.
She turned her back, sticking out and shaking her ass.
Anyone could see she was tempting me—I couldn't help but chuckle.
Rustle.
Hands up to gather her hair, revealing her neck's curve, back's dip, slim waist, and spread hips below.
"Definitely different......"
Nothing like Maeng Soyul or Da-young.
"How is it?"
Head turned, hair bunched, eyes brimming with confidence from all her self-care.
"Prettiest in the world, for real."
"Thanks~."
Tease over, she hooked her thumbs in the panties and slid them down.
Even her pubes were neatly groomed.
Thud.
Fully nude before my phone, shy yet proud, gazing at me.
She'd forget it all post-scenario, but the record would stay.
Next, she pulled out her swimsuit.
Deep blue strappy bikini.
Basic style, but thin straps framed her upper breasts lewdly; bottom had an X-support, with strings subtly tracing her mound—made me swallow hard.
Even changing, she smiled at the camera. Retired or not, a pro was a pro.
Talent like that landed her the career in the first place.
"Your turn to change."
"Should I?"
I'd brought fluorescent to contrast hers.
"Gimme~."
She snatched my phone, sat in my spot, and started filming.
"Film me too~."
"Go for it?"
My phone anyway—no big deal.
Might come in handy seeing myself in it someday.
Still, stripping in front of the camera felt more embarrassing than expected.
Thud.
I tossed my clothes aside and slipped into the fluorescent suit, tying the white strings.
"What~? Too fast~."
At her whine, I tugged my trunks down a bit to flash my mound.
No grooming on my unmanaged body, no muscles to speak of—but Woo Da-hee loved it anyway.
Scenario Book power, all over again.
In reality, this'd never happen.
"Enough—let's get in."
Luggage on the marble bar, we headed to the spa. Steam fogged the windows already.
Splash.
Hot on my feet—probably from the chill outside.
"How's the temp? Good?"
She set towels nearby and asked.
"Kinda hot?"
Not bathhouse levels, though—manageable.
Splash!
I got in first; water to mid-thigh. Full, it'd hit the waist.
I opened my arms to Woo Da-hee; she grinned and slipped in, hugging me.
"Eek~, hot!"
She hopped around at the heat.
I held her hand till she adjusted.
"Come heeere~."
Adapted now, she grabbed her phone from the towels.
Steam blurred the outdoor view behind her as she snapped selfies.
"Siu-ya, together~."
I pressed close as she guided my hand.
Camera confirmed it—we looked like lovers.
Mwah...
She kissed my cheek, snapping a bunch.
Pics on her phone? Scenario would rationalize them away later—no worry.
"Heave-ho."
I hugged her waist tight, faces inches apart, breaths mingling.
"Da-hee, you know a guy named Choi Hyeok?"
No points spent—would spike dissonance, maybe. Curious now.
Woo Da-hee paused, pondering who that was.
Confirmed it.
Rewrite relationships, and extras get axed.
"Who's that?"
"Nah, just someone from work."
Splash.
I gripped my wife's ass hard.
"So happy I met you."
I whispered the lie-laced words.
Clueless, she hugged back with pure joy.
"Me too—happy with you."
Light kiss; she closed her eyes, savoring my lips.
Mwah... smooch...
Squeeze her ass firm—she jolted, forehead to mine.
"Huu-t... like my ass that much?"
"Yeah, tits too."
"What~? Just my body?"
She pouted at me.
Smack!
I spanked her wet cheek, grinning.
"Love you, so I love your body too."
"Hng hng."
She hummed happily, chuckling through her nose.
Holding her, I leaned back a bit.
Warm water to our chests, her body atop mine.
Hand on my chest, she kissed my cheek.
"Wanted to do what I did earlier too......"
"Outside?"
"Anywhere, long as it's with you......"
Her sulky aegyo was rare—my dick twitched again.
"Want me to?"
"Yeah."
"How?"
"Really, so mean...... Want you to."
I just stared; she looked away, blushing.
"Want you to suck me too......"
"Where? Cheek?"
I kissed her cheek; she smacked my shoulder.
"Nooo... down there."
"Down? Neck?"
More teasing—she puffed her cheeks, pinched my nipple.
"Pfft! Okay, okay. Pussy suck?"
Vulgar word, but she nodded.
"Yeah......"
Even poised her, she melted weak for her love.
Splash.
I sat up, grabbed her thighs, lifted her to straddle.
Rubbed her bikini-clad pussy; she hugged my face to her breasts.
Warm water, slick fabric, plush softness.
"Take it off. I'll suck."
My alpha demand—she untied the straps herself and pulled it down.
Stroked her wet pubes a few times, then:
"Spread your legs."
"Hng......"
Thrilled by the command? Or the spa? Either way, she was soaked.