A New Woman

Lee Soyeon had originally refused to move, just like Seol-hwa. She had thought she could live here in peace, but An Suhyeon had ruined everything, so a forced relocation was the only option left.

Thanks to that, we moved into a new house with solar power, and the two of us latched onto each other right away.

"Th-then... hah! Back then... nnngh!"

Soyeon's moans rang sweetly in my ears.

The danger had passed, and now that she felt safe again, she no longer hesitated to cling to me.

Watching those luscious fruits sway right in front of my face, I brought my mouth to them with pleasure.

"Th-that... ah! The child... l-like that?"

"Don't bother trying to talk. The traitor...! Hoo... is finished, and there's no chance he'll ever come back."

The sheer black negligee she wore in front of me delivered a powerful visual punch.

Soyeon had been embarrassed to put it on, but if her master told her to wear it, she had to wear it.

One-piece sleepwear was nice, but the way she blushed in something this blatantly lewd suited my tastes even better.

She had put it on deliberately. For me. How could that not feel good?

Those full breasts and the raised center of her body right before my eyes stirred pure instinct.

Far better than simple nakedness was the sight of sweat-soaked fabric clinging to her skin, half-hiding, half-revealing the flesh beneath. What a magnificent scene.

"Next time! Hoo... should I find you one of those outfits from your dramas?"

"...."

Soyeon closed her eyes for a moment and fell silent. But the rhythm of her hips never stopped, and soon the moans spilled out again.

"Haa... hoo! Th-that... aah. Ah! Nngh...!"

"Do it."

The short command made her close her eyes once more.

"Your husband is out there working this hard. A wife should put in some effort too. Make me happy."

"That's...! Ah..."

I felt her body tremble faintly right in front of me.

At the same time, my own length—already thoroughly coated in her juices—responded in kind.

That slick wetness where our lower bodies met. Soyeon simply wrapped her arms around my neck and stayed still.

A woman's climax lasts. So you have to keep giving her stimulation throughout.

I bit at her breasts, then moved up to her neck.

"I'll go around and find the clothes myself."

"That... haang! Ah! Haa...! If I wear them... you'll make me do... even dirtier things... right?"

She had read my mind perfectly. Asking her to wear outfits from her dramas was partly about feeding my visual hunger and imagination.

But it was only the first step toward what came next.

Think about it. I could dress Soyeon in whatever I wanted—slacks, a swimsuit, even a collar—and play with her however I liked.

"Exactly right. I want to dress you up every single day however I please. That face of yours is too good to waste."

"...."

Soyeon stopped talking after that. I was bouncing her up and down with real force.

Then the reaction that started from her hips rode along my length and spilled out.

"Hoo..."

For a while we simply held each other, catching our breath.

On the next expedition I would definitely bring back clothes for the girls.

The sluttiest ones I could find, no exceptions!

While I was still catching my breath, Soyeon turned her face toward me.

"This... position. It's embarrassing."

"Why? A man and woman facing each other—what's wrong with that?"

"It's my first time... doing it this way."

Whether it was leftover heat from the sex or pure embarrassment, a flush rose in her cheeks.

"You two really had boring sex, didn't you? You and your ex both."

"Haa... sorry. I just... don't have that much experience."

We faced each other with Soyeon straddling me.

The so-called lotus position. The one where lovers press tight together.

The key to this position is that the woman moves herself.

But Soyeon, as I kept noticing, had almost no experience. Knowledge about sex was one thing; variety was another.

"How could either of you look at this body and stick to missionary every single time? If it were me, I'd try a new one every day."

"...Sorry."

She even apologized to me. Was it really something to feel that bad about?

The more I saw it, the more it made my lust surge.

She doesn't know? Then I'll teach her. The same feeling I had with Seol-hwa—taking pure white and dyeing it in my color.

Overpainting. Turning a still-blank canvas into something that belonged only to me.

"So this is your first time?"

"I... first! Mm! Euk! Ah...!"

I sat her upright facing me and started moving her again.

The shoulder straps of the negligee ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had slipped all the way down to her waist, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠leaving only a single thin layer covering the most shameless place.

I drank in the sight while feeling every texture of her insides around me.

It was far more enjoyable than simply devouring bare flesh.

First time in the new house.

And in a brand-new position. Excited, I simply lifted Soyeon up.

"It's too... deep... ah..."

I thrust up into her and took my pleasure. The negligee swayed, making her breasts stand out even more.

When I pinched the nipples that had pushed through the thin fabric, she clenched down ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on me even tighter.

"From now on you watch carefully, learn, and serve me the way I show you. Got it?"

"Yes... euk!"

I drove into her while asking again and again. Our sweat was already making even wetter, filthier sounds.

It was exactly like the slap ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of water against skin in a swimming pool, filling my ears as I pushed even harder.

"Hwaa... haang... ang..."

Soyeon clung to me, pouring moans into my ear, both legs wrapping around my waist of their own accord.

Had she ever clung to me like this before?

Irregular moans and kisses as we consumed each other. I looked into the mirror.

Beyond the camera recording everything below, I saw Soyeon hanging onto me, both legs locking me in place.

"You'll have to put strength into those legs or you'll fall."

"..."

Every time I whispered that she froze out of embarrassment, and every time I stimulated her again she returned to the original rhythm.

"Haa...! Haang! Ang...! Hwha...! Ah...!"

In a position that left her no choice but to hang onto me, Soyeon finally understood she could only be this way and looked at me.

That expression held so much. In the end she kissed me with a touch of coyness.

Yes—this is how she should come at me. I checked the time. Three in the morning. Normally we never went this late except for the first night.

The lust that had ignited in the middle of crisis wasn't Soyeon's alone.

It was mine too.

Until dawn broke we moved from living room to bedroom to kitchen, devouring each other without rest.

When we finally woke again amid exhaustion and the aftershocks of orgasm, it was two in the afternoon.

I watched Soyeon, who had gotten up late, prepare a meal and put on clothes.

On the sixth expedition I was definitely bringing back clothes for the girls to wear.

Sexy was the baseline. Tight clothes, maybe even take some photos?

A naked apron would work too.

After that late lunch I asked Soyeon for her sizes while sitting beside her.

"My size?"

I already knew her bust, so that was fine. Height 168 cm. Weight... no need.

The real question was what I would buy for her to wear.

"Hmm. Soyeon, do you know the new-town housewife look? Want to try it?"

"Housewife look?"

A one-piece style that revealed every line of the body the moment the wind blew.

When I explained it, her cheeks flushed red again.

"You're a real pervert."

"Of course I am. Being a pervert is how I can love a woman even more. Every single part of your body is mine, so I won't miss even one. Whether it's that place or your ass."

"...Fine."

As always, when I talked like that Soyeon let out a long sigh with the expression of an older sister or a mother.

I did whatever I wanted with a woman older than me. And I made her serve me.

That was a male's proper stance.

After lunch I decided to patrol the still-chaotic neighborhood again.

"The other side probably collapsed, so there will be a lot of zombies. Don't set foot outside the front gate."

"I understand. I'm more worried about you."

Soyeon stroked my hair with a pitying look.

"Don't worry about me, 'noona.' I'll come back full of energy. Don't get too lonely."

"Come back safe."

So this was what it felt like to be a husband heading off to work. Soyeon checked my clothes, then waved.

"The zombies I already cleaned up will be wandering around again."

I still needed to check Yongma Mountain as well.

But it was fine. I had a new weapon now.

I turned on the other person's phone I had charged last time. Confirmed the GPS signal, then nodded.

"I still don't get why two-year-old communication devices don't work while 'future items' do, but it's worth experimenting."

Honestly, past and future connecting was scientifically impossible.

Yet it had happened.

I would have to test it further, but if it worked, it also meant I could use my drones with communication functions far more conveniently.

"For now, I just need to smash the enemies right in front of me."

The place where An Suhyeon's gang used to hang out. New zombies were there.

"All familiar faces. Since you've become zombies, I'll take care of you."

Acha Mountain Ecological Park. Naturally no one maintained it, so weeds thrived and the roadsides were the same.

But the survivors had converted even this park into farmland just to stay alive.

"Turnips grow fast, you know? They're shooting right up."

The residents linked to the Children's Grand Park side were cultivating turnips here.

"It's only been about a month since we planted them. The speed is incredible. At this rate we'll be able to eat them within another month."

Following the waterways that ran through Acha Mountain Ecological Park, there were even rice paddies beyond.

Of course they hadn't built them themselves; the paddies had been part of the original ecological park design.

There was a botanical garden as well, naturally.

They tended the fields and paddies here for self-sufficiency.

"It's really a relief the zombies are gone."

"That's thanks to Colonel Min Taegon and Captain Lee Junhee. They actually cleaned out the ecological park side completely."

"And Cha Yejin releasing their food stores was huge. It bought us time until we could develop this place."

They were happily watching the crops they had planted themselves grow when a bright, gentle voice rang out from afar.

"Everyone, time for a snack!"

"It's Cha Yejin!"

In the direction they looked stood a woman with a mild impression and hair neatly tied to one side.

Her eyes were sharp and upturned, different from Lee Soyeon's, yet her overall presence felt warm.

And that warmth showed clearly in the way people treated her.

"Cha Yejin, thank you every time!"

"I never expected you'd actually kept seeds stored away."

People immediately showed friendliness at the sight of the snack team that had arrived with her.

They swarmed around her one after another, blooming into a cheerful little gathering.

"How's your husband these days? I heard the university and Ttukseom sides had a big clash?"

"That's why he barely comes home lately. But as his wife, I have to support a husband like that properly."

She answered calmly, radiating a gentle atmosphere. A few of the young men even showed open interest in her.

"I really need to meet a woman like Cha Yejin."

"Hey! You idiot! She's a married woman—what are you saying?"

"No, seriously, finding someone on Yejin's level is hard. Captain Lee Junhee is seriously lucky."

Under the shower of praise, Cha Yejin gave an embarrassed smile and praised them right back.

"Minwoo, you'll meet a good woman too. Once things settle down a bit more."

"If only it were that easy. You have a younger sister too, right?"

"Ahyeon's personality is pretty fierce. And she's still young, so she has a lot to learn."

They bit into the savory pancakes she had brought for the snack and spent a pleasant mealtime.

The Grand Park side was relatively stable when it came to food.

That was why the mood was good and everyone was laughing happily.

The only real sources of anxiety were the movements of the Konkuk University and Ttukseom factions, and keeping an eye on future developments.

Once the cheerful snack break ended, one young man slipped off toward the communications post.

"Yeah, I'm going to try contacting the Yongma Mountain side."

He was the internal scout who had been sent from Yongma Mountain earlier.

Still unaware of what had happened there, he picked up the radio.

The clock beside the radio running on the solar generator pointed to 3:10 p.m.

"Not too late yet."

He lifted the radio immediately.

"This is Grand Park. Grand Park calling. Jin Dohyuk."

Jin Dohyuk's calm voice came through.

"Don't even get me started. It's peaceful. Looking at it, the Grand Park people manage things really well."

"Not so much a leader as someone everyone likes and looks up to. There's a woman named Cha Yejin."

"She's an angel. Pretty face, and her ass is... oops. Haha, that was too crude. Anyway, everyone around here respects her. She even released food stores to help the people nearby, and her husband is out there leading the fight against the zombies... damn. Even someone like me who came over from Yongma Mountain got treated well."

A greedy voice came through the radio.

Not long after, a new source of anxiety appeared at this Grand Park.

Jin Dohyuk.

Because that man had arrived here.