Full-Body Fishnet Stockings

"Riiiing-riiiing, ba-bam-bam-ba-ba-baam~"

The moment Juhwan carelessly dumped his last load inside So-hee's pussy, his phone alarm went off.

Juhwan: "Fuck.... it's time for my shift."

He meant his evening convenience store job. As mentioned earlier, with the semester starting soon he'd quit the construction site work, but to keep himself fed during the school term, he'd decided to hold on to the evening convenience store shift.

So-hee: ...........

So-hee had passed out.

Completely unconscious, not a single twitch. Her body was out cold, but her pussy kept clenching and fluttering on its own, and Juhwan's generously dumped semen was trickling out from between her lips in a thin, steady stream.

Juhwan: "....this bitch is completely wrecked."

Leaving the unconscious So-hee sprawled on the bed, Juhwan gathered up his clothes beside her.

So-hee: "....uuugh..."

Juhwan:(Did she wake up?)

So-hee: ".......ah, fuck..... I almost went to the other side just now."

Regaining her senses, So-hee glanced around blearily and spotted Juhwan picking his clothes up off the floor.

So-hee: .....?

Juhwan: .....?

So-hee: "What the fuck...... you wrecked me into this state and you're just leaving? You're not even going to hold me?"

Juhwan: ".......You want me to hold you..?"

So-hee's face flushed crimson and she jolted upright in shock.

The one and only Kim So-hee was not supposed to ask the broke rent-slave living downstairs to hold her.....

A moment ago, without even realizing it, she'd thrown a tantrum that wasn't really a tantrum—complaining that he wasn't even going to cuddle her before walking out.

So-hee: "N-no, you fucker! Hold you? Why the hell would you hold me!"

Juhwan: "......I have work... I can't be late... I was late last time and got an earful from the other shift worker."

So-hee: "What work? You said you quit your part-time jobs. Wasn't that when you went to that Gisaeng Palace—or Whore Palace or whatever it was??"

Juhwan: "The evening convenience store shift... And.... you must have done one hell of a background check on me, huh?"

So-hee: ......

He wasn't wrong.

Ever since he'd "assaulted" her that first day, she'd been tailing him everywhere, hunting for his weaknesses. When Juhwan went to the Gisaeng Palace with those middle-aged construction workers, So-hee had figured so he's a nobody after all, followed them in on the sly, and even snapped photos.

So-hee: "...well, you're one to fucking talk"

Juhwan: "......You're the one who started it, though."

So-hee: "Excuse me?!"

He had a point.

This whole mess had originally begun with the inter-floor noise. And the chief architect of that noise was So-hee herself.

By now, Juhwan was fully dressed.

Juhwan: ".......I'll be going.."

So-hee: "Hey, wait a second."

So-hee pulls out a shopping bag she'd stashed beside the bed and holds it out to Juhwan.

So-hee: "Take it."

Juhwan: "What is this...?"

A shirt and pants.

But not just any ordinary shirt and pants. The bag held garments that could only be had on a department store's luxury floor, at a frankly obscene price—clothes so fine that casually calling them "a shirt and pants" would be an outright insult.

Juhwan: ".....Are you insane? Where did you even get these??"

So-hee: "What do you mean, 'where' lol. You're a broke loser so you wouldn't know, but I waltz in and out of the department store's luxury floor like it's my own house."

Juhwan: "...Okay, sure, that's fine and all... but why are you giving them to me?"

So-hee's face burns red once again.

These were clothes she'd agonized over picking out, with Juhwan in mind. And that was exactly the problem. She, a woman of such exalted breeding, had condescended to think about the vermin living one floor down while she shopped..? And now she was expected to admit it, to this vermin's face..??

She needed a pretext—any pretext at all. Which excuse would work best?

So-hee: "...fuck, what was that you said....."

So-hee: "I genuinely hate doing this kind of thing with a broke-ass loser like you?"

So-hee: "...So at least dress yourself in something decent for once."

So-hee: "It's not like I bought them for you or anything. I just can't stand screwing a guy who walks around looking like a beggar, so I bought them because I had no choice."

So-hee says this as she barely manages to fish her panties and bra up off the floor and into them.

What a truly magnanim~ous excuse.

With an excuse of that caliber, even Kim Il-sung would have smacked his knee and ordered his southbound tank columns to wheel right around and head back north.

Juhwan:(Fuck.... still, this is way too much. Am I really supposed to accept something this expensive..?)

There was no time to deliberate.

His shift was fast approaching—he had to get moving.

Juhwan: "....Ha, well.. anyway, thanks for this..! I'm off..!!!!"

So-hee: "Huh??? You're leaving...???"

"BANG."

Juhwan shut the front door behind him and was gone.

He really left.

So-hee: ..........

The moment a pillow found its way into her hand, she reared back and hurled it at the front door with all her might.

So-hee: "That son of a bitch did the same thing last time and now he just fucks me and bounces?!?!?!?!?! Are you seriously doing a hit-and-run right now?!?!?!"

Ye-yeon: "Haah... haa... aahh... ahng...♡"

Dong-yeop: "Hah...gk....gk...hhk...hhk...!!"

Ye-yeon: "Ha, fuck..... that eel dinner was worth every won..♡ You're even harder than usual today, aren't you?"

Dong-yeop: "Ha.. haha, when noona's riding me like this, of course I get hard."

Ye-yeon: "Fuck.. lolol. You're gonna call me noona in bed too? Don't you 'noona' me... just curse at me instead.. call me a dirty bitch in heat♡"

Inside Ye-yeon's apartment.

On Ye-yeon's bed, she and Dong-yeop were having sex. Dong-yeop lay back on the mattress while Ye-yeon straddled his cock, working her hips up and down with tireless zeal.

"Riiing-riiing."

Just then, Dong-yeop's phone rang.

Dong-yeop: "Ah, fuck..... who the hell calls at this precious moment?"

It was Juhwan.

Dong-yeop: "...Hello..?"

Ye-yeon: "Haang.... you bastard, don't answer it, focus on me♡"

Dong-yeop: "No, lol, babe... it's Juhwan calling?"

Ye-yeon: "...What??"

Dong-yeop: "Ha, fuck, why does this guy have to call at the worst possible time.. lolol"

Dong-yeop drops the phone face-up onto the bed, but Ye-yeon snatches it right up.

Ye-yeon: "Hey lol, just answer it."

Dong-yeop: "What? lol, are you crazy?"

Ye-yeon: "Why not lol, it's exciting, isn't it♡ I'll be the one riding you, so you just answer Juhwan's call as normally as you possibly can, haha"

With that pronouncement and not a shred of negotiation, Ye-yeon taps the accept button and switches on the speakerphone.

Juhwan: "...Hey, where are you?"

Dong-yeop: .... (fuck lol, interrupting me at this critical moment.. you're no friend of mine..)

Juhwan: "...Hey, why aren't you saying anything. Where are you?"

Dong-yeop: "....Ah. ahh... what..... ngh.. why'd you call."

Juhwan: "Just felt restless, figured I'd call."

Dong-yeop: ".......Re-restless? Then just go to sleep, you bastard... it's not...ngh... your shift time yet, is it..?"

Juhwan was at his convenience store shift, and had called Dong-yeop during a lull when no customers were around.

Every second their call stretched on, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ye-yeon grew more and more excited, swiveling her hips and grinding harder.

Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!

Juhwan: "...I'm hearing something."

Dong-yeop: "What? What sou..nds, you..."

Ye-yeon:(pffft lolololol)

Juhwan: "No, seriously, didn't I just hear whapping sounds? And what's wrong with your voice? Are you sick or something?"

Dong-yeop panics.

But Ye-yeon, straddling him and swinging her hips like a brazen little harlot, knows no such panic—she keeps shaking her waist like she's got a motor bolted onto it.

Ye-yeon mouths the words in total silence, shaping them only with her lips, just loud enough for Dong-yeop alone to read:

Ye-yeon:(Let's see how well you hold up, big boy♡)

Dong-yeop: "Nghhk.... sick, my ass... I'm not sick, fuck...! I was sleeping and you called me... so of course I sound like this..!"

Juhwan: "Bullshit... since when do you sleep at this hour...?"

Dong-yeop: "Haa..! Shut up and...... get to the poin...t already... what do you want, you bastard..!"

Juhwan lets a beat pass in silence.

Then he speaks.

Juhwan: ".......You remember that plan you mentioned a while back?"

Dong-yeop flinches hard.

Dong-yeop: "...What.? Have you been.. drinking?? Ahng♡..."

Juhwan: "What? Ahng??"

Dong-yeop: "Ah, fuck..... what plan....."

Juhwan: "...You know, the thing you said at that BBQ place that day..."

Dong-yeop realized exactly which plan he meant.

But the phone was on speaker, and Ye-yeon—Dong-yeop's girlfriend—was listening to every word of this call. He had to hang up, and fast.

Dong-yeop: "Urk... forget it.. I'm going to sleep..!"

He reaches out to snatch the phone out of Ye-yeon's hand, but she stops him cold.

Ye-yeon:(Why lol, keep going.. lol I am loving this situation. Haang..♡)

Dong-yeop: "Nghhk..... if you've got nothing to say.... then hang up......"

Juhwan: "......You know, the woman from the upstairs apartment, that one..."

Ye-yeon: .....???

Dong-yeop: "What.? Up..stairs..? What the hell are you tal...kin...g about, fuck.... (please, Juhwan.... don't say it... not now...!)"

Ye-yeon's expression, listening in on the call, begins to stiffen as well.

Juhwan: "...Hey, Dong-yeop."

Dong-yeop: "...fuck....you....just....hang...up.... (please hang up first, Juhwan..... if this goes any further it's the end for both of us..!)"

But... things did not go Dong-yeop's way.

Juhwan: ".......I went to the woman upstairs and fucked her..."

Ye-yeon: "....WHAT?!?!?!"

Dong-yeop:(You absolute motherfucker! T_T)

Ye-yeon wrenches the phone from Dong-yeop's ear and slams it against her own mouth.

Ye-yeon: "Hey, Park Juhwan! What was that you just said?!"

Juhwan: "...?!?!?! Ye-yeon noona.,.?!?!"

Ye-yeon: "Noona is asking you right now!! What the hell was that?!"

Ye-yeon's hips, which had been diligently riding Dong-yeop's cock this whole time, had come to a dead, gravity-serious stop at some point.

Dong-yeop: "N-no, babe... what that means is..."

Ye-yeon: "Hey, Yeo Dong-yeop. I just asked Juhwan myself, didn't I?"

Dong-yeop: "N...no, babe... Juhwan's just drunk, he's sleep-talking..."

Ye-yeon: "Shut it! And don't you 'babe' me!"

Juhwan:(Ha, fuck.....)

Ye-yeon turns back to the phone, addressing Juhwan through it once more.

Ye-yeon: "Hey, Park Juhwan! Forget it—you're at work right now, aren't you? Just you wait! We're meeting up, and you're telling me everything, no hiding a single thing! Got it?"

"Click."

The call ended.

Juhwan: "Aaaaargh, fuuuck~!!!!!! Why did it have to be Ye-yeon noona who heard!! I must be out of my mind, fuck, why did I call Dong-yeop of all people..!!!!!"

*After the convenience store shift — a bar nearby*

Juhwan, Dong-yeop, Ye-yeon — the three of them sat in a circle, quietly sipping soju in a three-way tribunal. The only sounds were the raucous chatter from the surrounding tables; their own table was, if anything, embarrassingly, dead silent.

Ye-yeon: ".......So.... if I put together everything you two just told me....."

Ye-yeon downs a solo shot of soju in one gulp, then picks the thread back up.

Ye-yeon: "..Juhwan went upstairs over the noise, and got thrown out at the door..."

Ye-yeon: "So the enraged Juhwan went back up and raped the woman from the upstairs apartment..?"

Ye-yeon: "And then... two weeks after that, the woman came looking for Juhwan, dragged him into her place... and they fucked again..? Is that what I'm hearing?"

Juhwan and Dong-yeop had spilled the truth to Ye-yeon, trimmed down to only the essential points. The fact that the upstairs So-hee was a married woman, and that she'd been carrying on an affair behind her husband's back—those parts, and exactly those parts, had been left out.

If they'd told her even that much, in Ye-yeon's eyes Juhwan's image would be stamped not just as a rapist, but as an adulterer who'd fucked another man's wife.

Without ever discussing it aloud, Juhwan and Dong-yeop had exchanged a glance and, by unspoken agreement, kept that forbidden chapter sealed shut.

Dong-yeop: "...Yeah, babe, that's right. Juhwan didn't do anything wrong. And me telling him about that plan was just drunk joking, not the real deal."

Ye-yeon: "..I told you not to call me babe..?"

Dong-yeop: "..Oh, right.. sorry.. noona.."

Ye-yeon: "Don't call me noona either!"

Dong-yeop: "....Okay.. then.. what should I even call y..."

Ye-yeon: "Don't call me anything!! Ugh, fuck! Hey, Yeo Dong-yeop—what exactly did you accomplish here?"

Ye-yeon: "Alcohol? That was seriously just some drunk joke to you?"

Ye-yeon pours herself another solo shot, then this time swings her glare toward Juhwan.

Ye-yeon: "Park Juhwan, you're every bit as bad! I honestly thought you were a saint, but you're one dangerous bastard, aren't you?"

Ye-yeon: "The woman upstairs apparently enjoyed it too, so consider yourself lucky—if she hadn't, you'd know full well that what you did was rape, right?!"

Juhwan: "...Yes.. I'm sorry, noona.."

Ye-yeon: "It's not me you should be apologizing to...... UGH!!!!!!"

Choking on her frustration, Ye-yeon starts tipping solo soju shots down her throat one after another.

Ye-yeon: "Anyway, you two. I am genuinely disappointed."

Ye-yeon: "Park Juhwan! I get that the noise stressed you out, and I get that you tried to talk to them politely and the woman upstairs treated you like dirt, and I get that it made you angry. I understand all of it."

Ye-yeon: "But you still can't go and do that. Do you understand???!!"

Juhwan: "Yes... noona....... I'll keep it firmly in mind..."

Ye-yeon swings her gaze onto Dong-yeop this time.

Dong-yeop: ........

Ye-yeon: "UGH! And to think this is my boyfriend, of all people......."

*One hour later*

All three of them were already thoroughly, gloriously drunk by now.

Tongues loosened ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and tangled, they carried the conversation onward.

Ye-yeon: "...So, Juhwan. What are you going to do about that woman from now on?"

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Juhwan: ".......Honestly? No idea."

Ye-yeon: "Huh? 'No idea'? lolololol"

Dong-yeop: "Oh? Babe, you laughed. So you've finally chilled out? Hehe"

Ye-yeon: "You shut your mouth a little."

Dong-yeop: "Yes ma'am.. my deepest apologies.."

Ye-yeon: "....Hmm..... Well, the woman upstairs seemed flustered at first, but in the end, it sounds like she didn't exactly dislike you, Juhwan..."

Dong-yeop: "See? Our Juhwan's got it in him like that. Strip this guy's pants down and you'll see, there's.."

Ye-yeon: "Shut it, I told you? You think I need to know how big my boyfriend's friend's cock is?"

Juhwan: ....

Ye-yeon: "Anyway..... ha...... hey, Juhwan.. I don't know anymore. Truly."

Ye-yeon: "It's your life... figure it out yourself..."

Ye-yeon: "Besides, as long as the woman upstairs is enjoying herself too, you're probably off the hook for a prison cell? Congratulations on that, at least."

Ye-yeon: "Boil her, grill her, eat her raw, whatever you like. Just don't do anything you'll end up regretting."

Juhwan: "...Yes, noona.."

Ye-yeon kicks her chair back and stands up.

Ye-yeon: "Woo!! I'm wasted!!"

Dong-yeop rises after her.

Ye-yeon: "We should head out.. fuck, we drank way too much.."

Ye-yeon: "Anyway, Park Juhwan! Out of loyalty to Dong-yeop, I'll keep this whole thing a secret. Not a word to anyone, ever."

Ye-yeon: "You're a man too, you little shit. If the woman upstairs turned you on, you were always capable of pouncing—that's just how men are, right?"

Juhwan: "...Th..that's..."

Ye-yeon: "Aish, whatever, I know nothing~ Just make sure things don't get all weird ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and messy with that woman, Juhwan. I'm off~!"

Dong-yeop: "..B..babe, wait, I'm coming with you..!"

Ye-yeon and Dong-yeop vanish out the door.

Ye-yeon even settles the bill at the counter on her way out.

Juhwan stares blankly after their retreating backs for a long, long moment, then rises from his seat and heads for home.

When he got home, a post-it note was stuck to his door.

One look at the contents and he didn't even need to wonder who'd put it there. It was So-hee.

Drunk as he was, Juhwan walked to the staircase as if in a trance and headed straight up.

When he reached So-hee's door, he found it ajar, just barely cracked open.

He gives it a light knock.

So-hee: "You're fucking late. Get in!"

At her words, he opens the door and steps inside—but So-hee is nowhere to be seen.

So-hee: "What are you standing there gawking at? In here. Come to the bedroom."

So-hee was leading Juhwan toward the master bedroom.

The very room where he and So-hee had fucked themselves into a stupor before his shift.

Stepping into the room, he was greeted by a truly magnificent spectacle.

He'd pounded her that relentlessly before leaving for work, but apparently his cock had still left her aching for more—there sat So-hee, wearing not a single scrap of clothing except a full-body fishnet stocking ensemble, perched neatly on the edge of the bed, waiting for him.

So-hee: "What took you so long, hm♡ I've been waiting forever, you big-dicked bastard♡"