Vacation Prep (6)
“Mmmnh...”
He pushed his stiff, aching body upright—and what met his eyes was...
“Mm...? Oppa, you’re up?”
Seo Yerim, and the blatantly exposed figure framed by a frilly pink apron.
“Oh my...♡ Oppa, you too~”
As if she’d felt his gaze, a faint flush rose to her cheeks. She lifted the apron, and her body came fully into view—tightly defined eleven-line abs, breasts a touch smaller than Baek Jiwoo’s, and a lower belly that swelled just slightly outward.
Who could look at a sight like that and not react...
His eyes dropped, almost against his will, to the erection standing stiff between his legs, and the events of the night before poured back into his mind like a flood.
Oppa~ I’m gonna come toooo~♡
N-noooo...!!! If it feels th-this gooood...!!!
Brrrrrrrt... brrrrrrrrrt...
Nnghyaaaaah~~~♡♡♡♡♡
Wh-what the hell did I even do...?
Remembering yesterday filled him with dread at the sight of that beautiful body—even as heat stirred in him again, desire already rising.
“Heung~♡ So you liked it too, Oppa? Yesterday?”
She dropped the apron back into place, sidled up beside him, and ran her hand over the cock tenting the blanket.
“Hnnk..♡”
“You dirty pervert~ My oppa. What am I supposed to do with you if you’re always in heat like this...”
“Y-Yerim... stop it.. Why are you doing this to an old man.”
From yesterday on, Yerim’s behavior had gone far past the line. He meant to put a stop to it here and get out as fast as he could.
“I should really get going. I’ll let yesterday slide. But if you ever do that again.. Mmph!!!”
In a flash she shoved him flat into the middle of the bed and pinned both his arms.
“Khhn.. Why are you doing this to me..!”
“Ha... That damn ‘old man,’ ‘old man,’ ‘old man’!!!”
Before he knew it she had both his wrists locked in one hand; with the other she seized his cheek roughly and forced his mouth open.
“Call me Oppa. Say Oppa!!!”
Yerim had slipped right back into the girl from last night. If he just lay there and took it, though, he might end up exactly as he had yesterday—so he pushed back with what boldness he could muster.
“Euh.. even if you tell me to, I’m not gonna.”
Smack.
His head snapped to the side.
Huh...?
One cheek burned, raw and stinging. The throbbing pain spelled out, with brutal clarity, exactly what had just happened.
“Y-Yerim...?”
“Fuck. From the first time I saw you, you were flashing your tits and teasing me. Now that we’ve fucked once, you’re trying to throw me away?”
“Wh-what kind of nonsense is that to say to me!!!”
Smack.
“Every time you call yourself an old man from now on, that’s another hit.”
“Ugh...”
She hit without holding back; it hurt so much tears welled and trembled at the corners of his eyes.
“Haa..♡ Don’t cry, Oppa~ It makes me go soft.”
She brought her mouth close and licked the tears away with her tongue.
“Nngh!!! D-don’t! I said don’t!!!”
“The way you thrash around is so cute too... But the cutest thing is..”
“Hyaaaang~♡”
Slurp.. sluuuurp~~~!
She stretched her mouth wide and latched on with a wet hahp~, sucking his nipple. She worked it the way a baby nurses at its mother’s breast, hard enough that it felt like she might tear it off.
“S-stop it..! Wh-why are you even doing this..!”
It might have looked like he was panting from heat alone—but between the creampie and being locked up and humiliated like this, a sudden, bitter injustice rose in him.
“Y-yesterday you came inside me and everything—if I’m pregnant, isn’t that enough... Just let me go already!!!”
At the words came inside, she flinched, froze mid-motion, then pushed herself up and dragged her lips once across his mouth.
“Ah.. so that’s why you’ve been so sharp, Oppa? It’s okay. Don’t worry.”
“What exactly... is there not to worry about.. Hic.. hic..”
Yerim watched him cry with eyes full of fondness. Then she lifted the apron again and stroked the soft swell of her lower belly.
“Hehe. Honestly, I wish I had gotten pregnant... Too bad it wasn’t my ovulation day, so I didn’t...♡”
At that, the strength drained out of his body.
A silver lining, if you could call it that... She’d taken him raw, but it hadn’t led to a pregnancy.
“But Yerim still has the cum Oppa gave her sitting in her womb. That’s why I’m all puffy like this. It’s not belly fat, you know...”
The sudden coquettish act threw him off—but he was already in heat, and the words got to him before he could stop them.
“Khhahng~♡ What, are you turned on? Getting off on stuffing a college girl’s belly full of cum? Oppa, you pervert~”
“Khhn...”
A moment of pure humiliation. He couldn’t meet her eyes; he turned his face away.
“Haa... Someday I’m really going to make you my slave...”
His head was spinning; he barely caught what she’d just said. But the situation itself seemed, at last, to be winding down.
“So how about we smile and have breakfast now?”
All because Yerim’s demeanor had flipped, without warning, into that of a devoted little housewife.
The lust-driven girl who’d been all over him moments ago was gone without a trace. She looked him over again, every inch of him, with those same sweet, loving eyes.
No. Snap out of it! Jeon Hanbyul..!
He shook off Yerim’s temptation and checked the time.
“So mean...! Pushing your wife away..!”
Jia..!
He hadn’t checked the message, but the moment he saw it was from Jia he scrambled into his clothes and headed for home. Luckily she lived right next door; getting there wouldn’t be hard.
“Oppa? Where are you going..? Leaving your adorable wife like this~?”
She stripped off the apron and shook her chest at him, playing cute. Her breasts swayed and rolled like water.
“Khhn~♡ You’re hard again. Pervert...”
He couldn’t help it—watching her, he got hard all over again.
“Y-Yerim, don’t ever do that again.”
“Are you really leaving?”
She stopped cold, then crept toward him little by little.
He could have thrown the door open and bolted—and yet the atmosphere swallowed him whole. All he managed was a slow, inching retreat.
“Can’t you stay...?”
Empty eyes looked down at him.
“Y-Yerim, please... You remember yesterday too.”
“We had fun. We had sex together. It felt so good.”
She latched onto yesterday again and wouldn’t let go. Yerim wasn’t a bad kid, exactly—but she clearly didn’t understand that any of this was wrong. He steadied his trembling heart as best he could and opened his mouth.
“Yerim. Yesterday was rape. I told you to stop and you kept going. And right now you’re kidnapping me and holding me captive...”
“Fuck, Oppa, why are you like this. Was I the only one who meant it? Was I the only one who was happy?”
Looking at Yerim’s face—ready to burst at any second—his body started to shake with the fear that he’d end up right back where he’d been yesterday.
“You liked it too, Oppa. Moaning, panting. Weren’t you the one flirting with me while we did it? Huh?”
“N-no matter how I look at it, this isn’t right...”
He was afraid. He was terrified. But the thought of the little girl waiting for him let him shove those feelings aside and push through.
“Huh?”
“I did things wrong too, so I’ll overlook yesterday. But from now on, let’s keep our distance. You don’t have to work out with me anymore. I’ll do it alone.”
His heart felt ready to explode—he had no idea how she’d take it—but somehow, it seemed his sincerity had gotten through.
“Oppa...?”
Tears slid down Yerim’s face. If he didn’t leave now, he might never find another opening. Quietly, he stepped out of the house.
“I-I’m going..”
Only after he heard the door shut completely did he slip into his own place next door.
Nothing happened. Nothing happened to me.
He repeated it over and over as he punched in the door code, steeling himself.
“Jia!! I’m sorry, Daddy’s late, isn’t he?”
He called for her the moment he stepped into the entryway—but there was no answer. She didn’t seem to be home.
Huh? Don’t tell me.. she went out...?
He checked every corner of the apartment. From the looks of it, Jia had never come home in the first place.
What..? That doesn’t sound like Jia at all...
He was still turning it over in his mind when—
Beep-beep-beep-beep. Ding-a-ling~♪
The front door unlocked.
Crap! The clothes..!
He stripped off the clothes still steeped in Yerim’s scent, changed into the shorts and white tee he usually wore around the house, and went to meet Jia.
“Jia...!”
“Dad, are you mad? Why didn’t you answer?”
“Ah...?”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t even check?”
Only then could he finally read the message he’d glimpsed that morning at Yerim’s.
“Dad, I’m sooorry...”
She must have thought he’d seen it and ignored her on purpose because he was angry...
Without meaning to, he’d become a cold father and hurt his little girl.
“N-no, Jia. I was so tired last night I fell asleep early and completely forgot. I’m sorry.”
“Oh.. really? That’s a relief, then. Do you have any idea how worried I was yesterday..?!”
“Aigoo~ My baby girl~ Daddy’s so sorry.”
“Then give me a kiss.”
“Hm?”
“If you’re sorry, you have to kiss me.”
Something about it made yesterday with Yerim flicker through his mind again.
Kids these days sure ask for a lot of affection, he thought, and let the moment with Jia settle lightly.
“Okay~ Come here, my girl~ Khhahaang~♡”
“Hyaaat~♡”
Mwah.
The instant his lips touched Jia’s cheek, a tremendous crash exploded from next door.
BANG!!!
“Eek!”
“Whoa.. that scared me. Someone must’ve knocked something over next door.”
“Y-yeah.. guess so..?”
The walls clearly weren’t soundproof. She must have heard the two of them being all sweet together.
“Oh right, Dad! You’ve got to go to work soon. Hurry up and get ready.”
“R-right! Got it~”
And with that, he left the house for his part-time job.