You're Living the High Life Yourself
Fortunately, the car pickup went through remarkably fast.
I found myself freshly impressed by just how smooth the used-car market had become these days.
"Whoa… this is so cool!"
Park Eunseo, the first passenger in my newly purchased car, marveled at the interior of the near-full-size sedan.
It was a used car, sure. But the model year was recent, the mileage was low, and according to someone who actually worked in auto maintenance, there was nothing wrong with it. On top of that, just as the dealer had promised, if a detailed inspection turned up any problems, I'd get a full refund. That last point was spelled out clearly in the contract, so I felt secure enough to head with Park Eunseo toward a nearby restaurant.
That said…
"Jichan, is this your first car?"
"Hmm? Ah… not completely my first. Wait, no — this is the first one under my own name."
"So what did you drive before?"
"After graduating college I drove my mom's car around for a bit. But that was her car, not mine."
"Hmm. You're a pretty good driver, though."
"I was a military driver. That's why."
"Ooooh—."
…This girl. I'd tormented her so thoroughly earlier, and she didn't even seem put out. Then I remembered that being tormented like that was exactly Park Eunseo's preference, and I let out a quiet snort of laughter.
We arrived at a Chinese restaurant nearby. Whether it was because this was my first car but still a used one, or simply because I was already comfortable behind the wheel, I parked without being overly careful — but safely — and got out with Park Eunseo.
"So how much did you spend?"
"How much… about twenty million won."
"Holy crap."
"About five million of that will come out as a loan."
"…If it's not too much trouble, sir, could you buy me one chicken?"
Playfully. Park Eunseo trotting out a years-old meme made her look like a genuine friend.
So.
Vrrrrrm…
"Hahk!"
"I bought it for you."
"You, you…."
I shut Park Eunseo up and headed into the Chinese restaurant together. An older acquaintance of mine had already claimed a table.
"Hey, over here."
I sat across from the guy waving us over, and Park Eunseo naturally settled in beside me. So — Park Eunseo on my right, the older guy across from me. The three of us ordered a reasonable spread and waited.
Then.
"I-I need the bathroom…."
Apparently embarrassed about the state of things below her waist, Park Eunseo stood up awkwardly and slipped off to the restroom.
Which left us alone.
"…Hey, Jichan."
"Yeah?"
"Are you and that girl just friends?"
"Friends, yeah. Work friends."
"Nothing… more than that?"
"More like what?"
"You know. Something. A thing. Like, are you into each other."
"Ah…."
I drew the word out, taking a moment to understand exactly where this conversation was heading.
"…No. Nothing like that. Just friends."
"Then can you introduce me to her?"
"Introduce you? So you like Eunseo?"
"Yeah… I'm completely hooked."
Right. That was the normal reaction. But would this guy ever imagine that Park Eunseo had spent all of last night pinned under me, taking my cum over and over?
And more than that…
Ding—!
…The fact that Park Eunseo would send me photos like this without the slightest hesitation.
He had no idea.
So…
"What is it?"
"Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just a funny text from another friend."
"Ah… anyway, introduce me, man. Come on."
…He just kept talking like that.
Setting aside how I felt about the situation for a moment — this guy, Jung Minjun, was a pretty decent person. Solid build, unobjectionable face. Only a few years older than me, and his business was running well.
"Hmm… I'll ask Eunseo later, at least. Tell her that guy from before wants an introduction and see what she thinks."
"Yeah, yeah. Please, man, seriously… I think I finally understand what lovesickness feels like."
Yeah. Lie. I was never introducing him. Or rather — with the last shred of my conscience, I might float it casually. Something like, that guy seemed pretty into you. But even if I did, Park Eunseo would…
"Oh, you're back."
Slap—!
"Ugh…."
"You're the worst, Choi Jichan. Seriously."
"……."
She had a male best friend far more attractive than any other guy, so she would never follow anyone but me.
After the meal.
"We'll head out, then. Thanks for today, hyung."
"Yeah, yeah… congrats on the car. Drive safe. Come by if anything comes up."
"I was already planning to stop by soon anyway."
"Ah, right."
I'd arranged for him to do the detailed inspection I'd mentioned earlier. He could be a little clueless in general, but when it came to cars he was a real pro — his skills were solid.
"Uh… you should head out too, Eunseo-ssi."
"Ah, yes. Thank you for your time."
"…Let's go."
Leaving my acquaintance gazing wistfully after Park Eunseo in front of the restaurant, I got back into my car with her.
Vroom…
Maybe because the car was so recent — pressing the engine start button brought the engine to life almost silently.
Ziiing…
Even rolling down the window produced no noise at all. Clean and smooth.
"Hyung, go on in."
"Yeah. You too, Eunseo-ssi."
"Thank you for everything—."
Ziiing…
I rolled the window back up, and the space became one that belonged to only Park Eunseo and me.
In here.
Thud—
As casually as anything, I rested my hand on Park Eunseo's thigh.
Then I slid that hand…
Sliiiide—
"Hey, heeey…."
…higher, guiding it between her legs.
Her trip to the bathroom earlier — that must have been because her juices had been flowing so heavily she'd needed to wipe herself off for a moment. That had to be it. And yet her panties and her pussy were still soaked. And the vibrator nestled there was still in place.
"Mm. Take this out."
"Ah, hang on."
It was getting in the way of my hand. I gently stroked the inside of her thigh while I waited for her to put the vibrator back in its case.
Once the obstacle was gone.
Slide—
"Hnn…."
I went back to gently stroking and teasing Park Eunseo's pussy.
I glanced over — partly to check the right side mirror…
"Haaah, nngh… haaaaah…."
…and partly to look at Park Eunseo's pretty face as she clamped my hand tightly between her thighs, rubbing her knees together.
To that Park Eunseo, I said,
"Ah… Eunseo."
"Nngh…?"
"That hyung from earlier."
"Yeah, nngh…."
"I think he likes you."
"…Me?"
"Yeah. He's a decent guy. Only thirty-three, and people already call him boss. What do you think?"
"……."
I relayed exactly what he'd told me.
But…
"…Not interested."
"Yeah? Then never mind."
Park Eunseo shut it down cold, and I felt no need to push any further. I was confident she wouldn't leave me first — but there was no reason to act like I was trying to palm her off on someone else.
For now, I could simply…
Sliiiide—
"Hnnngh…!!"
…enjoy the present.
In front of Park Eunseo's place.
I dropped her off, rolled down the driver's window, and we exchanged goodbyes.
"Take good care of that thing. And… I'm not going to tell you to put it in before you come over. If you want to, put it in yourself and then tell me."
"…And if I tell you?"
"I'll do the thing you like."
"You… you're seriously the worst."
"Quiet, and get inside already."
Hah. I wasn't sure if that even counted as a goodbye.
"…Thanks for today. Drive safe. Congrats on the car."
"Ah, yeah. Thanks."
That one, at least, I could call a proper farewell.
And then…
Peck—
"Heh… go on in—."
"Yeah. Go in."
Through the open driver's window, I shared a light bird-kiss with Park Eunseo, then set off toward the address Chu Yeonju had sent me.
"…So this is how it goes again."
The first person I'd driven in my new car was Park Eunseo. The second would be Chu Yeonju.
Tap-tap—
"You're living the high life yourself, huh."
I patted the steering wheel, cheering on my car for getting to carry beauties like these as passengers.
Then I arrived in front of Chu Yeonju's place.
"Sunbae-nim."
"Ah… this is your car, Jichan-ssi?"
"Yes. Hop in."
Chu Yeonju was waiting for me looking, as always, ridiculously beautiful. Early April, just starting to warm. On top she wore a plain T-shirt with a khaki cardigan; below, a denim skirt that just covered her knees. Canvas sneakers. A slightly overdone mix-and-match, but on Chu Yeonju it somehow made sense.
As for me…
"…Jichan-ssi, did you not go home after work, or…?"
"Ah, the place I went to buy the used car was near the office. Rather than go back and forth, I just crashed at a motel for the night."
"Ahh…."
…What was this, the excuse of a man who'd been cheating? And the way the excuse rolled off my tongue so smoothly was almost funny in itself.
"…Are you tired, then?"
"I'm fine. Thanks to that I slept great — I'm completely fine."
The way Chu Yeonju just innocently accepted my explanation was entertaining too.
"Then… I'll head toward Anyang first."
"Ah, um… yes!"
Today we'd planned to hang out in Anyang together, but the main course wasn't somewhere else — it was my place. Hang out, eat, then spend the night at my apartment. She seemed to have prepared a little; Chu Yeonju had come out with a simple change of clothes packed.
In which case…
Thud—
Just like with Park Eunseo earlier, I lightly rested my hand on the thigh of Chu Yeonju sitting in the passenger seat.
Her reaction…
"Ah…."
She was a little startled, but she didn't seem to dislike it. If anything, she smiled brightly like a golden retriever, as if asking what kind of fun I was planning.
I stroked her thigh gently, then quietly…
Sliiiiiide—
"Ji-Jichan-ssi…."
…slid my hand up under her skirt.
…Right. I'd almost forgotten for a moment.
To Chu Yeonju right now, I was the "junior she shouldn't be dating," the "man she wanted creampied by," and…
Poke—
"Hnn…!"
"Why are you so wet already?"
"Th-that's…."
…the "little sister whose pussy gets wet the moment she's alone with him."
I'd set that "relationship" in place and then immediately taken it deep, and a full week had already passed since then.
In other words…
Squish—!
"Haaahn…!"
Chu Yeonju had developed a body so lewd that she no longer even needed a kiss from me — just being alone with me was enough to make her pussy start getting slick.
And so Chu Yeonju coated my fingers — still sticky with Park Eunseo's juices from moments ago — with a thick layer of her own.
Which I then…
"…Sunbae-nim."
"Y-yes…?"
"Would you lick it for me?"
"……."
…held out to her.
"…Chup, slurp… haahp, chup, suck…."
Chu Yeonju carefully licked my hand, coated in Park Eunseo's fluids and now her own.
This was… genuinely, insanely hot. Part of me wanted to pull over right then and just watch. But rather than that — better to get to Anyang even a little sooner and do things properly. Sitting here watching Chu Yeonju suck on my fingers wouldn't help anything. It would only leave me frustrated…
"Heh…."
I gently withdrew my hand.
"Sunbae-nim, if you open that up front there should be wet wipes."
"Ah… yes!"
I pulled my hand from her mouth and asked her to wipe it clean of the sticky spit. All I could do now was hope we reached Anyang soon.