A Helping Hand from the Landlady
I said it, but what exactly am I supposed to ask her to do?
The words had left his mouth without passing through his brain, and now he had no idea how to salvage them.
"Then it'd be more comfortable over there, right?"
But contrary to his worries, Se-ran took the lead with practiced ease, and all Si-woo had to do was follow.
"Lie down here, then."
Auntie, why are you so natural about this?
Se-ran cleared the clutter off the bed and called him over. Once he was lying there obediently, waiting for a handjob, the sheer absurdity of the situation began to sink in.
How did things end up like this? My landlady suddenly offering to jerk me off?
Was this a dream? Had he watched so much porn that his brain was manufacturing this fantasy?
But the heavy, throbbing sensation in his cock — swollen tight with blood — felt far too real to be a dream.
"Just stay still. Auntie will take care of everything."
"…Yes. P-please."
"Mm…"
Se-ran's hand made contact. Unlike Mi-sook's warm touch, hers was soft but slightly cool.
"Sorry. My hands and feet run a little cold…"
"No, it's fine. It feels nice and cool, actually."
"Haa… Holding your thing like this, Si-woo, my hand's starting to warm right up."
Shlick, shlick.
Se-ran stroked his cock slowly. The pressure of her grip was so perfectly measured it was hard to believe it belonged to someone else.
Ugh… It's real… Auntie's actually holding my cock…
The unbelievable situation made him swell almost to bursting.
Shlick, shlick.
But maybe it was the nerves. He'd expected to finish quickly, yet the climax refused to come. Si-woo started to grow restless.
What if Auntie gives up and stops?
He watched Se-ran's serious expression with mounting worry. Then a long sigh escaped her lips.
"Hoo… This isn't working…"
Afraid his worst fear was about to come true, Si-woo scrambled for an excuse.
"N-no, it's fine… Just a little more and I think I'll get there."
Se-ran tilted her head.
"I don't think this is going to cut it…"
Disaster. Was this once-in-a-lifetime chance to finish in his landlady's hand about to slip away?
But Si-woo's prediction was completely wrong.
Slurrrp.
Se-ran gripped the base of his cock and swallowed the exposed head whole.
"Hhk… Auntie?"
Slurp, slurp. Suck, suck.
Se-ran said nothing, only bobbing her head.
Slurrp, shlorp.
"Haa…"
Her blowjob was incredible. Even an inexperienced guy like Si-woo could tell her technique was on another level.
"Haa… Auntie, I think I'm gonna come soon."
Se-ran tucked a strand of falling hair behind her ear and gave a small nod. The message was clear: go ahead.
"Nngh… Then… haah…"
Spurt, spurt.
It was a climax powerful enough to punch through the roof of her mouth. Se-ran kept her eyes gently closed and waited until Si-woo's orgasm fully ran its course.
The moment it ended, his rigid body went limp.
Slurp.
His cock came out spotless — not a single drop of cum left behind. Se-ran's throat bobbed as she swallowed. Her puffed cheeks hollowed out again.
"Haa… Flavor's a pass, too…"
She murmured it under her breath. Still riding the afterglow, Si-woo never heard a word. He couldn't even open his eyes, just heaving for breath with his chest rising and falling.
Se-ran watched him through half-lidded eyes.
Swipe.
She licked a smear of cum from the corner of her mouth, and a heavy heat stirred between her legs again.
Haa…
She wanted nothing more than to peel off her soaked panties right then and climb on top of him. She barely managed to suppress the urge surging up inside her.
"Hehe. I'm glad I could be of help. That makes me happy."
Si-woo was grateful that Se-ran had broken the potentially awkward silence with a smile and a casual remark. But he couldn't quite figure out what to say back.
'Thank you' sounds weird… and 'Looking forward to next time' is even weirder.
He bought himself a few seconds with a sheepish grin. Se-ran settled down beside him.
Stroke.
Her cool hand caressed his thigh.
"Anytime you need help, just tell this auntie."
"…Yes."
Watching Si-woo answer as if entranced, Se-ran wore a thoroughly satisfied expression.
"Alright, everyone head to the place we announced."
"Yes~"
After a brief orientation in the lecture hall, they all moved to the designated spot. Still awkward among his fellow freshmen, Si-woo shuffled along, trying not to fall behind.
"Don't overdo it, everyone. Pace yourselves. You're all adults now."
With a few seniors taking the lead, it didn't take long for the stiff atmosphere to loosen into noisy, boisterous energy.
"Having fun, everyone?"
"Y-yes!"
Every freshman at the table froze. Even in an engineering department short on women, this senior stood out — strikingly beautiful.
Si-woo stared at her, dazed. The fourth-year senior, close to graduation, introduced herself as Kim Ga-young.
Wow, she's seriously gorgeous.
His landlady was a beauty who could hold her own anywhere, but the youthful energy this senior radiated was a completely different kind of charm.
"Uh, Senior. Have a drink."
The guy next to him jumped in first.
"Oh my… I'm not great with alcohol… But I can't turn down a drink from a junior, can I?"
She knocked it back in one go, and a cheer erupted. Watching Ga-young accept even the more unreasonable demands from her male juniors without flinching, Si-woo felt a genuine sense of admiration.
She's so cool… I want to be that kind of senior someday.
A little later, Ga-young's body started to sway.
"Haa… Maybe I overdid it in front of my cute little juniors…"
She pressed a hand to her forehead and swayed, and the guys around her immediately leaned in over each other.
"Senior, are you okay?"
Ga-young brushed her messy hair aside and lifted her head.
"Earlier… Si-woo, was it? Si-woo, could you help me up for a bit?"
Every pair of eyes in the room snapped toward him.
Why me…
Looks like he'd already made enemies among his classmates on day one. But he never once considered turning down a request from a beautiful senior.
"Sure. Want to step out for some air?"
As Si-woo helped her up and walked away, his classmates silently cursed him under their breath. Someone might have flipped him off — he wasn't sure, so he decided to pretend he hadn't seen it.
And it wasn't just the freshmen whispering about the two of them.
"So it's him this year, huh?"
"Yeah. Honestly, he's the best-looking of the new batch."
"How long do you think he'll last?"
"Ga-young's nickname is the Military Service Maker, remember? Every guy she dumps runs off and enlists. Heh heh."
"What a waste… He was pretty handsome."
"What, is your hole dripping already, you slut? Heh."
"Yeah, it's practically flapping open. Don't worry — after her, I'll let you have a turn. Just keep that pussy nice and clean and wait. Haha."
"Haa, must be nice. Ga-young's gonna get herself a full-course meal tonight."
Under the dim lights, the female seniors who hadn't mixed with the juniors kept gossiping, their backbiting swallowed up by the loud music.
"Um, Senior?"
"Just call me Noona~"
Si-woo was walking down the street arm-in-arm with Ga-young. He never noticed that her stumbling gait had, at some point, become perfectly steady.
"Ah, yes. Noona. So… how far are we going?"
He'd figured they'd walk around the block and head back, but they'd already gone quite a distance.
"If we're too close to campus, someone might see us."
Ga-young wore a suggestive little smile.
"Ah… But Noona's really struggling right now… Can we rest for a bit over there before we go?"
Si-woo looked where she was pointing.
"…There?"
"Yeah. Noona's just so tired. It's fine, right?"
"But that place is…"
She was pointing at an Unmanned Motel — the kind of forbidden place he'd only ever heard about.
"What? Scared Noona's gonna eat you alive? I just want to rest a little. You talk too much. Come on, let's go."
Before he knew it, the one who'd been supporting her was being pulled along by Ga-young's hand.
Don't tell me she planned this from the start…
Si-woo cheered inwardly.
I wished I could do it with someone other than the boss lady, and it's coming true this fast? And with the goddess of our department? No reason to refuse.
He matched his stride to hers. Ga-young was genuinely surprised by how quickly her junior adapted.
Oh my? For a kid who just studied his way here, he's got some nerve.
This was a reaction she hadn't seen from a junior before, and it sparked real interest.
Should I get my hopes up that the rest of him is as useful as his confidence?
Creeeak. Click.
It's more ordinary than I expected — that was Si-woo's first impression as he stepped inside.
I thought it'd be like the movies, with weird furniture under blood-red lights.
Aside from the slightly dim lighting, it was no different from a regular room.
"I got all sweaty and feel gross. Mind if I take a quick shower?"
Now that they were here, Ga-young had dropped even the pretense of being drunk.
"Sure. Make yourself comfortable."
Ooh… So he doesn't fold that easily, huh? Not bad.
Her plan to crush her junior's spirit and seize control of the mood had failed — but that, too, only fueled her curiosity.
Shhhh.
Ga-young went in to wash, and the sound of running water filled the room. Si-woo had been putting on a calm front, but he'd been incredibly tense. Only now did he finally relax a little.
"Haa… I thought I was gonna lose my mind from the nerves."
And a short while later, in a place he'd thought was no different from an ordinary room, he was about to witness something extraordinary.