Kim Sia’s Wings Take Flight (4) — For That Beauty
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My gaze kept drifting.
Even though I turned my head away several times, trying not to look, my eyes were spellbound by her, as if caught in some invisible trap.
'Focus yourself, Kang Minhyuk. Why are you acting like this?'
A cool breeze slipped through the open window, brushing against my skin.
Perhaps the refreshing air was stirring something warm inside me, because I found myself humming to the rhythm, swaying my body to her movements.
The sight of her moving to the camera, her cooking, was so enchanting that any man who saw it would be helpless to resist falling in love.
'Stop it, unnie, I'm really going to die...'
But while the camera captured only her face, my eyes were fixed elsewhere entirely.
'Hips... please...'
Her hips.
The heart-shaped curve of her behind, perfectly wrapped in a gray dress.
Every time she swayed to the rhythm, those cheeks would bounce softly, jiggling with a plump, tempting bounce!
The body of twenty-five-year-old Kang Minhyuk was going completely insane over her tempting hips.
"Hehe... how is it? Did unnie do a good job? Want me to taste it?"
"W-what do you mean?"
What was she offering to taste...
While shaking her hips so seductively, what exactly was she asking me to try?
"What do you think~? Here, try it. I eat mine plain, but I don't know if it'll suit your taste."
She laughed lightly and gently placed a piece of meat into my mouth.
"How is it...? This is my first time making this Korean stir-fried pork. Does it match your palate?"
The heat on my tongue finally cleared my head a little.
"M-maybe delicious... unnie!"
"Right~? I may look like it, but I'm the daughter of a restaurant owner~"
Her parents ran a restaurant.
A pretty good one, at that.
Her stir-fried pork was sweet and savory, exactly what I liked.
"But you said you'd only eat pasta... I didn't expect that."
"Why? Does a woman who cooks Korean stir-fried pork lose her charm?"
She asked with a sulky face.
'Of course not... actually, she's even better...'
Korean stir-fried pork and tonkatsu and jjajangmyeon were the two great pillars of Korean men's soul food, weren't they?
A pretty unnie who knows how to cook stir-fried pork would look incredibly attractive to men in their twenties and thirties.
"Now that it's ready, sit down and eat."
Following her words, I quietly took a seat at the dining table.
She had apparently prepared a full Korean feast, starting with the stir-fried pork, then egg rolls, and even a beef stew.
"Wow... you made all of this? Really?"
"Ehehe... don't you think I'm pretty, great at earning money, and even better at cooking? Don't you agree that I'm pretty amazing, unnie?"
She wore a faintly proud expression, as if secretly hoping for a compliment.
That face of hers held a mysterious charm that made one want to play around with it.
"Y-you're really amazing... Then, since I'm full, I'll be going."
"What! This brat... you didn't answer properly!"
"I didn't hear anything. Couldn't hear a word."
"Praise me... praise me already, you brat!"
But that lasted only a moment.
My attention was completely stolen by the food she had prepared, and I began devouring it without a care.
She sat with her chin resting on the table, watching me with a warm, pleased expression.
"Was it really that delicious?"
I simply raised my thumb to show my respect for her cooking skills.
I didn't need words to express it.
The food she had prepared was so incredibly delicious.
As I ate with growing hunger, I suddenly noticed something strange.
"But... you're not eating?"
"Me? I'm trying to lose weight... because you told me to!"
The moment I stopped eating and looked up in surprise at her answer about losing weight...
"Still, just one bite... phuah!"
-POP! SPURT... It was as if a two-line spray had burst from my nose, just like in an anime scene.
'W-what...?'
Her beautiful face looked at me with warm, pleased eyes.
And those eyes contrasted sharply with the heavy, overwhelming weight of her chest resting on the table.
The strange imbalance coming from that contrast...
In the end, something warm began flowing from my nose.
"M-Minhyeok... you're nosebleeding!"
"Huh?"
-RIIIIISH...
"Eh...? Why is there a nosebleed...?"
"Hey! You only just collapsed a while ago... that's why I told you to rest for a few more days!"
It had been weeks since then, but she still couldn't stop fussing.
Honestly, the cause had nothing to do with that incident. It was just the heavy, violent force of her chest.
Actually, right now the thing that was far more dangerous was the way her chest swayed every time she panicked like this.
"Unnie... I need the bathroom..."
"Yes, go quickly, wash up, and then let's go to the hospital."
I was going to faint from blood loss if I didn't get help now.
Leaving her worried expression behind, I rushed to the bathroom.
I had no idea what I was going to do there.
'Haa... what kind of crazy thing is this.'
As I splashed water on my face, the reality hit me hard.
Just by seeing a woman's body a little, my nose started bleeding...
And it happened to my actress I manage!
'Focus yourself, Kang Minhyuk... why are you acting like this?
You think just because she smiled a little that something good happened?'
I kept staring at my reflection in the mirror, repeating the same words.
I shouldn't get excited over a woman's harmless kindness.
I've suffered enough in the past. Now I need to get my head straight...
I made another firm promise while looking at my own panties in the mirror.
"Eh...? What! Panties...?"
Fuck! Why the hell are these here again!
-WHOOSH! I turned my head toward the laundry basket.
The black panties on top of it carried the same erotic scent as the ones Sia unnie had taken off just moments ago.
"Ah, no way..."
In that short instant, I struggled with myself a hundred times.
Close my eyes and just become a pervert once?
No, you're not that kind of pervert. You already made that promise!
No. You are that kind of pervert. So just once...
No! I'm not that low-level pervert...
But my hand, holding those warm, wet black panties...
"Don't do it! You idiot, Kang Minhyuk!"
In the end, I used my superhuman willpower.
I neatly placed the panties back in their proper spot and pinched my nose with toilet paper.
'You held out well, Kang Minhyuk. You're a truly wonderful man.'
I praised myself for resisting the temptation so perfectly and opened the bathroom door.
Standing right outside, waiting with an oddly disappointed look on her face, was Sia unnie.
"Minhyuk. Are you okay...?"
What exactly had disappointed her?
I answered her question while wondering the same thing.
"Ah. I'm fine, unnie. But it seems we have to end the shoot here."
After bleeding like that, continuing the shoot was impossible.
And I didn't come to her house today only for the shoot.
While putting the cameras away, I told her.
"Let's finish the shoot... we should check the script. You know that."
"Ah, the script! Right, we should check ours too..."
"Where should we do it? In the living room?"
"No~ Let's do it in the bedroom! There's a scene I really want to rehearse."
"Oh~ Really?"
This was interesting.
If she wanted to rehearse a scene, it meant she had at least read the script and prepared.
With a pleased expression, I followed her into the bedroom.
"Ah... what now? The lights suddenly aren't working..."
"What? Why are you speaking like you're reading a Korean textbook?"
"Ah, because the lights suddenly went out, I got flustered..."
"Come here."
-CLICK, CLICK... No matter how many times I pressed the buttons, the lights wouldn't come on.
"I guess we need to change the bulb... Do you have a spare light bulb?"
"No, let's just turn this on... the mood lamp."
She turned on the romantic yellow lighting and softly sat on the bed.
"What are you doing? We were supposed to rehearse the lines... aren't you going to sit?"
The beautiful actress sitting under the romantic lights.
Wearing a gray dress that clearly showed off her figure.
My heart began beating wildly again.
"Y-yes, of course."
What made me even more crazy...
The faint smell of sweat and her fragrant body wash coming from the unnie sitting beside me.
I was on the verge of losing my mind over her erotic scent.
"Um... this scene here."
Lovely Lady was a typical romance-comedy drama about a chaebol daughter who falls in love with a man, and the sweet, hardworking female lead who struggles to live.
"I want to audition with this."
The scene she wanted to rehearse was Kim Yumi, the chaebol daughter, pleading with the male lead, "Please love me."
"Perfect. This is the scene where the emotions explode the most."
It seemed like she had really done her homework.
So we immersed ourselves in the script, forgetting each other's scents, and began practicing the lines.
"Why... it's not me?"
"Young lady..."
"Why can't you love me? Why!"
"I already have someone I love."
Her eyes were already wet with tears, as if she knew that much.
"No... that's not love for that person..."
"I'm sorry..."
"Look at me properly. I'm more beautiful than him. Don't you have eyes?"
She grabbed the collar of my jacket and shed a single tear of sorrow.
Honestly, I was a little surprised.
It really was true that actors are born that way...
Unnie had completely transformed into Kim Yumi's appearance.
"Please love me... Please, love me!"
I almost answered "I'll love you."
Her tearful face made my heart ache.
"Don't go... Please don't leave me."
"I have to, young lady..."
"I won't let you go... Stay with me tonight."
She pulled my tie and pushed me onto the bed.
And slowly, her lips approached...
Now, unnie stopped her lips and pushed me away... huh?
Unlike what I thought, she didn't stop her approaching lips.
"U-unnie. What!"
The tears filling her eyes fell onto my cheek and kept flowing.
"I... I won't let you go tonight."
"What are you saying...? Why are you, unnie... eek!"
"I love you..."
She covered my lips with her own, wet with tears, after saying those last words.
'What is happening right now...? Why is Sia unnie kissing my lips...?'
But the sweet tongue slowly numbed my reason.
'I don't know... whatever will be, will be...'
Yeah... future me will handle the rest.
For now, I was just going to enjoy this sweet time.
I tore off the clothes that had driven me crazy and became a beast, taking her plump chest into my mouth.
"Ha... haueh! Slowly... slowly..."
I answered without a word, climbing on top of her and sucking her nipples wildly.
"Ha... haaang! Is it tasty?"
"Tasty... it's too sweet and delicious..."
I kept saying "tasty" over and over, the words I couldn't say before, as I passed her soft belly...
I brought my nose to her panties, the ones that had caused me so much inner conflict.
"Sniff... haa..."
"W-why are you smelling there... it's embarrassing..."
"Unnie doesn't know... how delicious her scent is..."
The same sweet, sticky scent that drives a man's reason wild...
I couldn't hold back any longer and gently lifted her legs, stripping her panties off.
She also lifted her legs slightly, letting me know she was ready.
".. There, if you do that..."
Between her thighs lay the pure beauty untouched by any man's touch.
A delicate pink, moist slit with not a single trace of darkness, mouth tightly closed.
I slowly brought my tongue close to her slit.
It slowly parted like an oyster opening, letting out sweet juices.
"Ah, no. My body feels strange... so hurry... haueh!"
"Hurry?"
She was already extremely aroused, her eyes unfocused, her face flushed red as she begged me.
"Tell me... what does unnie want?"
"I-I don't know!"
"Say it quickly..."
"I-I'm embarrassed... this is my first time... so hurry!"
First! The magic word that makes a man's heart race...
I finally let go of the reins of my reason at the word "first" she had uttered.