Chapter 48
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Dr. Yoon Seo-ah's Perspective
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“How should I go about pleasing a woman in bed?”
When she heard that question, psychiatrist Dr. Yoon Seo-ah doubted her own ears.
She was still young, but she was a woman who had been through her fair share of life's ups and downs.
The title of psychiatrist sounded impressive, but it was far more emotionally taxing than most grueling 3D jobs.
Every day, she had to deal with all sorts of mentally disturbed patients. She'd been subjected to sexual harassment or assault so many times she couldn't even count them all.
But with this boy, Jin Sun-hu, there was no chance of that happening.
He still hadn't shed his boyish innocence, and even now, his face showed regret like “I shouldn't have said that!” She could tell this wasn't mere sexual harassment—he was genuinely悩ming over it.
That meant Sun-hu finally had a girlfriend he was worrying about such things with.
A faint pang of disappointment tugged at her, but she managed to congratulate him without letting it show on her face.
“Yes. Actually, she's in her 30s or 40s.”
But the revelation in the follow-up conversation shocked Dr. Yoon Seo-ah.
Probing a bit into his mention of an older woman, she realized the girlfriend was practically old enough to be his mother.
To think there was a woman out there preying on such a pure boy.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah felt a quiet rage building inside her.
“...I see. So even someone that much older is okay with you, Sun-hu?”
Her words carried a heavy undercurrent of regret.
He didn't notice a thing, of course.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah swallowed her helpless frustration.
If she'd known it would come to this, she should have made a move herself.
Anything was better than handing him over to some random woman.
It would have been better for Sun-hu, too.
If she'd just set her mind to it, she could have started a private relationship with him.
They had years of built-up trust. Seducing an innocent boy like him would have been child's play for her.
And she did have desires. Married to a successful entrepreneur, she'd rarely felt satisfied in her marriage.
He had ability, but no charm as a man. Their sex was entirely self-centered.
Sun-hu fit perfectly into her sexual fantasies.
Not just his looks, but his innocent personality, too.
That pure innocence you hardly saw in kids these days—it was like an oasis in the desert for Dr. Yoon Seo-ah, who battled stress every single day.
Still, she had no intention of crossing that line.
Sun-hu was like a fragile work of art.
The moment she touched him, that purity would shatter.
So she planned to just admire him from afar.
But then some unknown woman...
“If it's okay with you, Sun-hu, could I take a look? Seeing it might let me give more specific advice.”
It was an unnecessary examination she never would have suggested under normal circumstances.
But that was fine. Advising on specific body parts during a consultation about worries was part of her job, after all.
Even as she guided him that far, she still had no plans to cross the line.
She didn't know what might happen next, but it wasn't time yet. If it ever came to that, she'd lower his psychological barriers bit by bit and approach slowly.
With his passive personality, rushing would ruin everything.
But when Sun-hu dropped his pants and exposed himself...
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah felt an overwhelming impulse unlike anything she'd ever experienced.
Her mind flashed to a movie she'd seen long ago.
A man obsessed with scents creates a special perfume that lets him control humans at will.
Those who smell it move according to the perfume's command, regardless of their own will.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah felt like one of those humans being manipulated in the story.
As if she'd inhaled that bizarre perfume, or fallen under hypnosis or a spell.
Without realizing it, her hand reached out toward the manhood before her.
Even then, she could have backpedaled.
Her gift of gab would have let her talk her way out of it somehow.
But she didn't stop there.
Once her hand made contact, her tongue followed, then her mouth.
She pleasured him orally until he climaxed.
It was undeniable quasi-sexual assault.
The fishy texture of the liquid sliding down her throat.
Only then did Dr. Yoon Seo-ah snap back to reality, as if doused with cold water.
She realized the meaning of her actions—and panicked.
She'd always prided herself on being more rational than anyone.
But her behavior now could only be called insane.
How could she do something like this during a session?
Even in her panic over what she'd done, Dr. Yoon Seo-ah coldly assessed the situation.
Sun-hu had a soft heart.
Especially since he valued family so much, appealing to that should make convincing him easy.
Best to pretend it never happened.
And if this led to a somewhat naughty relationship, that wouldn't be so bad.
But Sun-hu's reaction was nothing like she'd expected.
“...Teacher. I promised Mom I'd tell her if anything like this ever happened again.”
“You can't do that!!”
Im Shin-hye, Sun-hu's adoptive actress mother.
That was Dr. Yoon Seo-ah's Achilles' heel.
Like all mothers in the world, Im Shin-hye doted on her son fiercely.
With her money and connections, covering it up was impossible.
If word got out, she was done for.
No matter what conditions she offered, she had to get his firm promise not to tell.
“Teach me about sex, Teacher.”
But she never imagined such a blunt demand coming from his mouth.
The Jin Sun-hu she knew wasn't the type to make threats like that.
At most, he'd hesitate, go along with her words, and maybe reciprocate with something a little naughty.
But now, Sun-hu seemed like a completely different person.
His words, actions, even his expression.
‘Dissociative Identity Disorder? But that's...’
The mental disorder commonly called multiple personalities or split personality.
It manifested as a self-defense mechanism against childhood abuse or trauma—and Sun-hu fit the profile.
But even in academia, opinions were divided on whether it truly existed.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah had seen patients claiming such symptoms multiple times.
But most were delusions by the patient or parents, or just them acting that way because they wanted to believe it. She'd never diagnosed a clear case.
Yet looking at Sun-hu now, she couldn't help thinking of split personality.
She hadn't known him for just a year or two.
Seven years. She thought she understood him better than his family—better than his mother, Im Shin-hye.
Know a person's character, and you can predict their actions in almost any situation.
But Sun-hu was acting entirely out of character.
Even earlier in the session, he hadn't changed much.
Still the same passive, gentle boy.
But once the topic turned sexual, he transformed.
Sometimes personality changes after a first experience.
But that's like a chick turning into a chicken—not a chicken into a dolphin.
The shift was that drastic.
Her mind raced, but no sharp solution emerged.
She had no choice but to go along with what he demanded.
And above all, that was the direction she wanted.
‘Me, forced to offer my body because Sun-hu is blackmailing me.’
Her mind was intensely aroused by the thought.
There might have been other ways. But lost in the moment, Dr. Yoon Seo-ah had no interest in finding them.
She who'd lived a perfectly planned life until now.
Deep down, she craved ruin.
“You're beautiful, Teacher.”
Sun-hu gazed at Dr. Yoon Seo-ah in her underwear in the consultation room and sighed in pure admiration.
It wasn't a body to be ashamed of showing a man.
Not on Im Shin-hye's level, but she'd kept up her maintenance.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah feigned an expression of enduring shame, but inside, her heart swelled with ecstasy.
“Enough with the cheeky flattery. ...But compliments usually make a woman feel good, so she'll enjoy it more.”
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah was still playing the role of “herself, reluctantly obeying Sun-hu's commands.”
At the same time, she didn't forget her initial goal of teaching him about sex.
Sun-hu listened intently to every word from his teacher.
How to remove a woman's underwear, the order of caresses, how to talk, and so on.
“But like I said earlier, everyone is different, so you have no choice but to learn through experience. Don't just take my word as gospel—adapt to the situation. And even if you don't follow the formula exactly, as long as your feelings are genuine, she'll be happy. Women value emotional connection far more than men do.”
Truth be told, Dr. Yoon Seo-ah didn't have enough experience to be teaching others.
She was winging it in this situation, but she'd grown up like a flower in a greenhouse herself.
She could only spout plausible advice and tell him to figure out the rest on his own.
“Got it. So you're saying I need to gain experience to awaken to it myself.”
And Sun-hu was an obedient, good student.
“What do you like, Teacher?”
“Me? I...”
The thought flashed through her mind, but she couldn't say it easily.
Not with her pride and the image she'd built over time.
“...Use your mouth. Suck me.”
But looking into Sun-hu's eyes, she couldn't hold back. Her mouth opened on its own.
It was the first time in her life she'd made such a request to a man.
Even with her husband, she'd always been passive. Never proactive with other men either.
Yet now, before Sun-hu, she felt she could reveal her true self.
And saying such vulgar words gave her a thrill. A strange sense of liberation washed over her.
Sun-hu dropped to his knees on the floor at her words.
With a pounding heart, he pulled down her prim white panties—befitting a teacher—to her knees.
It was the first time Sun-hu had seen a woman's privates outside his family.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah's pubic hair was surprisingly thick, carrying a womanly scent mixed with a faint sweatiness.
It was completely different from the other women he'd known.
His sisters had none at all, and Mom Im Shin-hye's was neatly trimmed into an inverted triangle.
But Dr. Yoon Seo-ah's was untamed.
Unlike her flawless exterior, that careless look down there excited Sun-hu even more.
Without hesitation, he buried his face between her legs.
And flicked his tongue just as she wanted.
“Ahh!”
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah cried out in pleasure and grabbed Sun-hu's head.
The slick sensation crawling over her folds stripped away her reason.
“Ahh, yes! Right there!”
Could the same caress feel this different with a different person?
She, who was supposed to be teaching Sun-hu, was learning new things through him instead.
“Ahh, aah—!”
The soundproofing in this consultation room, mainly used for patient sessions, was perfect.
The nurse wouldn't barge in without being called.
So Dr. Yoon Seo-ah let her voice rise freely.
This was the first time in her life she'd unleashed herself like this.
Meanwhile, flustered by her intense reaction but still diligent, Sun-hu kept moving his tongue.
Her big responses made it easy to tell what spots and techniques she liked most.
He figured her exaggerated reactions were to teach him better.
“Nngh, ahh!”
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah twitched her hips, grinding her lower body against Sun-hu's face.
It was a sight unimaginable from her usual intellectual demeanor—a woman lost to ecstasy.
“Aaaaaaaaaah—!!”
She reached climax with a beastly howl.
Thrashing in the vortex of pleasure for a while.
Then, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the sofa with a thud.
Sun-hu's face was slick with the clear fluid she'd squirted.
“...Teacher. I'm putting it in now. Let me inside you.”
Sun-hu couldn't hold back anymore.
A monstrous weapon, at odds with his pure nature, stood rigidly toward the sky.
Dr. Yoon Seo-ah watched the surreal sight with eyes glazed in rapture.