Summer Getaway (5)
The kids might not have noticed, but after the conversation we'd had in the car, I felt like I'd aged a good ten years.
"Haa..."
The blood-draining atmosphere, the things that had been said — it all flashed through me at once, and the haze that had been clouding my head snapped clean away.
The real reason I was sighing, though, was something else entirely.
"What the hell am I supposed to do about this...?"
I didn't even have to look. I could feel it — my cock standing stiff as a rod. For reasons I couldn't explain, the erection hadn't gone down even after I'd slept. Which meant I was in a slightly dangerous state, thanks to a heat that could hit at any moment...
"They could've at least said something before they left..."
I was the only one still in the car. Only the door on my side was shut. Every other door hung wide open. The women had clearly slipped out in silence to start moving the luggage.
I had no idea how long it'd been since we'd arrived. Somehow covering my cock — swollen to the point of bursting — with the hem of my clothes, I climbed out in an awkward, half-crouched shuffle.
"Whoa..."
The car was parked on high ground, and the vast, beautiful East Sea stretched out before me in a single breathtaking sweep. There were a fair number of people around, too — it really drove home that we'd come here for a summer getaway.
While Hanbyul stood there, lost in the view of the beach, Jiwoo had gone to meet the owner, and Jia and Iseul were moving the luggage.
Ah, get it together...!
Only then did I snap back to my senses and start heading for the trunk. Gravel crunched underfoot. The sound cleared my head a little, and I turned—
Thrust.
A strange, yielding sensation pressed against the tip of my cock, as if something had just been impaled on it.
"Ugh, it's so hot..."
The moment we arrived at the villa we'd booked, we hauled luggage like our lives depended on it. It was only four suitcases, but the walk from the parking spot to the house was long enough that it was less hard than it was just exhausting.
"Just one left..."
Jia had carried two from the start and was already taking a break. I was reaching back into the trunk for the last remaining suitcase when—
Crunch, crunch.
The sound of footsteps on gravel drew closer.
Ah, right. Papa...
At some point, I'd started calling Jia's dad "Papa." At first it had needled my conscience a little. It had felt strange. But once I got used to it, that hollow place inside me started filling in, and every day felt a little happier.
Hehe, Jia's Papa~♡
Of course, Iseul had yet to realize that a dark, illicit thrill was already stirring in one corner of her heart.
Once I get this out, I should go say hi...!
That was what I was thinking when—
Thrust.
Something long and hard shoved itself into that narrow gap between my thighs and my pussy.
"Nngh?"
What the—? I turned my head.
"Uh...?"
Papa was standing there.
Wait. That means...
The thing currently pressing firmly against my pussy, sandwiched between my thighs, was Jia's dad's cock.
His cock?!?!
"Kyaaah..!!!"
I was only wearing panties under my miniskirt, so that savage hardness registered against me in every raw, unfiltered detail. It was so tempting that if it had stayed there even a second longer, I would have started leaking — or grinding against it.
"Th-that's..."
Papa was just as flustered as I was, both hands out in front of him, protesting his innocence... but my eyes were already locked entirely on that aggressively throbbing cock, and I couldn't get a proper word out.
"..."
"Haa... I-Iseul, could you keep this a secret...? Please... haa... I'm begging you... Iseul..."
I understood. Well — if he'd seen me as a woman from the start, he would have done it already. That's what I told myself.
"Aww, it's fine. These things happen, y'know~"
The scene from a moment ago was still playing behind my eyes, but I forced a smile and let it go.
"Um, then... would you like this, at least...?"
The last suitcase was mine, so I handed him some of my looser clothes.
"Th-thanks... Iseul..."
And so Papa covered his erect cock with my clothes, and I kept sneaking glances at him the whole way to the villa.
It was about a ten-minute walk, and conversation flowed naturally between Iseul and Hanbyul. Having stored up plenty of energy in the car, they talked without a single break.
Then...
"Iseul, so... you don't have a boyfriend?"
Out of nowhere, Papa brought up boyfriends.
"Ah, well..."
I'd gone on plenty of blind dates and club-hunting trips with Jia and the other girls. But every single time, my friends would sabotage it, or Jia would act bored — no, more accurately, completely uninterested — and the whole thing would fall apart. When I told him that...
"Jia's not interested in guys?"
"Oh, don't even get me started. Among us she's famous as a total papa's girl..."
Papa's eyes went wide, like he was hearing this for the first time.
"Then I guess I should introduce you to someone nice."
"Oh! Really!?"
Was I finally going to lose my V-card...!
"But I like Papa better... Heheh~♡"
I said it the way any ordinary father and daughter would, all playful, and hooked my arm through his.
Throb.
His cock, already swollen, gave one massive twitch and grew even bigger.
It can get even bigger than that..?
And right on the heels of that, another thought.
Is this... because of me..?
The sudden realization that Papa saw me not as his daughter's friend, but as a woman, sent a strange, ticklish feeling fluttering through my chest. The corners of my mouth twitched.
"Ahh~ The weather's so niiice~!"
I forced a change of atmosphere and walked ahead of him. Watching his body react to me in real time, I was afraid I'd start feeling lust — no. I already had. I was afraid I'd cross the line, so I put some distance between us.
"Hey! Baek Iseul!!! Why are you so late!"
"Aww~ I was on a daaate with Papa, that's why I'm late~!"
"You crazy bitch!!!"
Thanks to Jia coming out to meet us, the lust that had surged up a moment ago was shoved aside, and I snapped back to normal.
"Papa, what are you doing? Hurry uuup~!"
All while watching Papa's languid, alluring figure as he groaned along behind us with a flushed face.
Ah... I think I'm getting turned on again...
"Let's unpack first, then go eat later."
Mom was already taking charge of the itinerary from the moment we arrived at the villa, like she had the whole trip mapped out in her head. I still didn't quite get why she only worked at a restaurant when she'd clearly be great at a company job.
Well, Mom'll figure it out...
Before I could even look around the rooms, I headed into the one I'd been assigned. It was a private villa with no other guests — just us — which was nice...
"I can't sleep with Papa..."
I had a feeling things were not going to go the way I wanted after this, and the disappointment sat heavy.
The first floor had a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. The second floor had two more bedrooms, and that was it. The rooms faced each other, so if you opened a door you were looking straight at the one across the hall.
Iseul was currently staying on the second floor with Jia. Jia, who also hadn't gotten to sleep with Papa the way she'd wanted, was nursing a small private grudge as she nearly finished unpacking.
"But... is Papa okay...?"
I'd been sneaking glances at him from the moment we met Jia all the way until we got inside.
"Haa.. haa.. nngh.."
He didn't look good. At first he'd seemed extremely aroused, but now it looked more like he was in pain.
"Iseul! I'm going out with your mom!"
"Huh?"
A completely random announcement, right in the middle of unpacking. Mom and Jia, who'd finished organizing surprisingly fast, were going out to pick up some food.
"I'll come too..!"
"You're not coming."
"Yeah, Iseul. Just finish unpacking."
Was it because of my usual scatterbrained, more-relaxed-than-everyone-else attitude...? I got shut down cold.
"Nngh.."
After the two of them left, I was about to go back into my room to finish unpacking when—
"..."
The house was far too quiet. Suspicion crept in. If Papa was unpacking, there should have been some sign of him... at least the faintest presence. There was nothing.
"Papa..?"
I called out quietly, but the house only answered with silence.
What's he doing...?
I was so curious about where he'd gone that I crept toward Papa's room on the first floor like I was sneaking a peek. The old wooden floorboards creaked under every step, which set my teeth on edge, but even when I reached his door the room beyond was completely still.
The door wasn't fully closed — just barely left ajar.
Gulp.
It wasn't like I was stealing anything, but my heart hammered like I was doing something I absolutely shouldn't.
The door opened smoothly. And beyond it...
"Nngh.. ah.. haah.."
Papa was on his knees on the floor, one hand gripping the edge of the bed for support, holding himself up in a posture that was utterly, shamelessly vulgar. It wasn't a clean side profile — he had his back turned, his side showing at a slight angle.
Haaaah..♡
The head of his cock jutting out past his side made it even more obscene. He didn't seem aware of anything else in the world, focused solely on stroking himself over and over. He looked like a dog in heat.
"Hah..♡ nngh..♡ haah..♡"
It was such a different side of Papa from everything I'd ever known that the shock hit me like a slap. But... that appearance...
I actually... l-like it..♡
It felt like it would fill the craving Papa had carved into me even deeper. As if he was getting close, his pace quickened, and now he was rocking his hips entirely.
"Haaaaah.. nngh.. hngh.. hahk.."
Papa's been lying to me this whole time...♡
The kind, gentle, so-kind, innocent image of Jia's dad warped... and in its place a vulgar, lewd, sexually forward man took shape. It was as shocking as the new side of my (ex) dad I'd seen during the divorce. But this — this was shocking, yes, and also something else. Ecstasy? A thrill? A sweet trembling that washed over my whole body. Rapture.
Leaving Hanbyul behind as he came heavily onto the floor beneath the bed and gasped for breath, Iseul went back upstairs to her room to finish unpacking.
For some reason, the smile wouldn't leave her lips.