One Last Night
The moment Seo-yeon's pussy swallowed Juhwan's cock down to the very root, her back arched like a drawn bow.
"Ahh—!!!!!!!!!"
Impaled on him, unable to move, she trembled all alone, shivering from head to toe.
She'd worked at the officetel long enough to take countless men, but never once had she taken a cock this big, this beast-like.
"Haa... oppa, wait... just... let me adjust..."
"Okay. Take your time."
Trying to help her find a more comfortable position, Juhwan unconsciously lifted his hips slightly—and his cock drove straight up into Seo-yeon's cervix.
"Hyaang!!!"
"Hey—! Are you okay??"
He'd only just entered her, and already tears were welling in Seo-yeon's eyes.
"Ahh... mmh... I'm okay, oppa..."
She was not okay.
It had never hurt like this before.
But if she asked him to pull out, after Juhwan had done everything she'd told him to do, then what would that make her?
So Seo-yeon began to move, slowly, inch by inch, working herself up and down his shaft.
The feeling of her stuffed-full pussy struggling to accommodate him was overwhelming, and Juhwan's cock burned so furiously hot that even her folds began to feel raw and tingling.
"...You sure you're okay?? If it hurts too much, should we stop?"
"No! Oppa, absolutely not!! I'm sorry, this has just never happened to me before... it's just that yours is so... ahh... mmmh...!!"
The moment his cock brushed the entrance of her womb again, Seo-yeon's mind began to melt away.
Seeming to have adjusted now, she started pistonning on her own in earnest—and not content with that, she sucked his cock in all the way to the root with her pussy and began shaking her hips like a woman possessed.
Only minutes ago she'd been spouting dirty talk to excite him, but now there was no room left in her for any of that. Wordless, ragged moans spilled out of her—not the artificial cries she used to perform for her other customers, but the genuine sound of a woman truly feeling it.
"Haa... haa... aahng! Ah... ah~~ ah, oppa... haa~! Aahhh!!!♡"
The moment it looked like Seo-yeon had found her rhythm, Juhwan finally let himself relax.
The pussy that had seemed unable to cope gradually began absorbing his cock like it was some delicious prey, and so much nectar flooded out that the room filled with nothing but her moans and the wet, squelching slap of their bodies.
"Aaahhh... ah, oppa, wait, something's wrong with me... I feel like something's coming...!!"
Her second climax.
She'd already come once under his fingers; this time she tipped over the edge while grinding her hips on top of his massive cock, all by herself.
She collapsed forward onto Juhwan's chest, nothing left in her but ragged breathing.
"Haa... what is this... hahaha. I set out to teach you a lesson and ended up having all the fun myself... hehehe."
"It felt... good for me too..."
"Oh, come on, that's such a boring answer, oppa, hahaha. You have to come too—that's what makes it good."
"Don't tell me that just because I came once with your mouth, the second time takes even longer?? Because if that's true, I'm actually going to die, oppa."
Seo-yeon rose up off of him, letting his cock slip free of her pussy, then turned her back to him and got down on all fours.
"Now it's your turn to make me feel good, oppa♡ Put it in yourself."
Juhwan sat up, found his position, and pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance, rubbing it against her folds. After letting it warm up a moment, he found her hole and thrust straight in, burying himself deep in Seo-yeon's pussy.
"Hyaang♡ It's in again—!!!"
No more words were possible after that.
With him buried so deep inside her, churning up everything within her body, she couldn't gather her wits at all.
"...Ah... ohh...... ngh... hyaang.........!!!!"
"Is this... how you do it???"
At his words, Seo-yeon lifted her head from where she lay sprawled on all fours and looked back at him with eyes full of affection.
"Aahng... yes, oppa... you're doing it perfectly right now... haha, I think I'm going to lose my mind again..."
"Oppa... while you're like that... could you try spanking my butt?"
SMACK!
Hearing that, Juhwan didn't hesitate—and hit her far, far too hard.
"Aahng! Oppa, that hurts... go easy on me..."
"Did it hurt? Sorry."
"Guys always do that... hyaang♡ You see women in porn loving it every time they get spanked, so you all assume every woman loves it too..."
"But oppa, it's not like that... if you hit as hard as you just did, it just plain hurts. It doesn't turn me on at all..."
"Got it?? Okay, oppa... try again. Once more."
SMACK!
This time, with his strength properly measured, he brought his palm down on her cheek—and Seo-yeon's pussy flinched and clamped down around him, squeezing Juhwan's cock even tighter than before.
"Nngh... so that's what it is...!"
"Yes, oppa, exactly that♡ Aahng! That one... that one felt amazing, honey♡"
"When you go after the woman upstairs, this is how you do it too........ That way you won't end up at the police station, hehehe."
She was unbearably lovely.
Had any woman ever been this gentle, this considerate with him?
A greedy want surged up in him—to love this woman even more—and Juhwan began slamming into her harder and harder.
"Ahhk!!!!!!"
Seo-yeon's eyes began to roll back, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
And it wasn't just tears.
Her arousal soaked out of her in a flood, dampening the bedsheets beneath her.
With her third climax coming fast, Seo-yeon urgently pushed his cock out of her and collapsed onto her back on the bed.
"Oppa... oppa, come on top of me... I want to come while looking at your face..."
It was a gift.
He took her in missionary position, hammering into her again and again. Seo-yeon's eyes showed no sign of ever returning to sanity; she grabbed Juhwan's head, pulled him down, and kissed him.
Chuup... chup..♡
fucking her even as they kissed—
It was something you only saw between lovers.
Then Juhwan, too, began to feel the pressure building in his loins. Millions of his swimmers were thrashing against him, desperate to burst free.
"...I think I'm about to come again!"
"Haaaang♡ Me too, oppa!! I'm going to come too!!"
"Hah... hah... I can't finish inside, right?"
"No! Just come inside me!! I want to swallow every last drop of you with my pussy!! Let's fall over the edge together!!! Please get me pregnant, pleeeease!!!!!!"
And with those words, Juhwan's seed began pouring into Seo-yeon's pussy without restraint—
a flood of hot liquid bursting deep into her belly.
"Hyaang...♡ It's so hot...!!!!!"
They went limp.
Still joined, the two of them collapsed into each other, holding one another tight, breathing hard.
Seo-yeon wrapped both arms around Juhwan's neck and squeezed.
"Haa... oppa... don't pull out yet... let's stay like this for a little while..."
And so, still connected, they held each other in a warm embrace, kissing in that same position as they spent five unhurried minutes sealing what they'd made together.
*Twenty minutes later*
Seo-yeon showered first, and Juhwan washed up after her, hurriedly pulling his clothes back on. Seo-yeon left the slip and stockings she'd been wearing the first time they met right there on the floor, and having finished her shower, she draped a simple white robe over herself, covering only the essentials.
"Heading out? I'm so sad... hmph. It's been so long since I met a customer I actually liked..."
Then something suddenly resurfaced in Juhwan's mind.
What she'd said when she gave him a second chance. The way Seo-yeon had said today was a special day, that she felt like celebrating.
"By the way... that special day you mentioned earlier. What did you mean by that??"
Seo-yeon paused for a moment, then looked him dead in the eyes.
"Mm... hehe. Today's my last day doing this work."
His stomach dropped.
No—it was just that they'd met for the first time today, but the thought that even if he came back to this place again, he would never see her again... the regret hit him all at once, flooding in.
"Really????? So we can't see each other anymore..?"
"If you're quitting, what are you going to do instead??"
It seemed like tears were beginning to glimmer in Seo-yeon's eyes. Then she went on.
"I'm actually a university student... hehe."
"Ever since my parents got divorced, I haven't gotten any real support from either of them."
"But I still wanted to go to college, so I studied hard and got in on my own."
"But tuition was no joke, hahaha... And then, before I knew it, I'd ended up saddled with a mountain of debt, and the debt just kept growing until I couldn't carry it anymore."
"So... I told myself I'd only do this work until the debt was paid off. That's why I entered this industry in the first place..."
Hearing it made his heart ache.
The girl who had been moaning under him, whispering her love to him only moments ago—he'd had no idea she was carrying a burden like this.
".......I see....... That must have been so hard on you."
"That's why! You were my last customer, and I like you, oppa, so I gave you some special service, hehe!!"
Juhwan cracked a small smile too.
"Oh, oppa—also, call it an old woman's wisdom, but... that woman from upstairs you mentioned? I really wish you wouldn't go after her."
"I've only known you for a short time, but I can feel it. That you're a good person, oppa."
"There's definitely another way. A better one, somewhere out there. You know what I mean, right?"
He had no answer for that.
The truth was, the whole reason he'd come to meet Seo-yeon in the first place was as a rehearsal—so he could rape So-hee, the woman who lived upstairs.
And now Seo-yeon was telling him not to.
His thoughts grew tangled and heavy.
For now, Juhwan decided it was time to leave, to gather himself.
"Yeah... hahaha. I will. Don't worry about it."
"Really?? Haha. Good boy~... hehe."
With his clothes on and just about to walk out, Juhwan was seen to the front door by Seo-yeon, who had thrown on nothing but her robe.
"Oppa, wait!"
...What now?
He turned around.
".....It's Ji-hee."
"Huh? What is?"
"My name. It's Ji-hee... Kwon Ji-hee♡ That's my real name."
"Oppa, you live around here, so I don't know if we'll ever bump into each other on the street—but if we do, let's grab a drink together then, okay? Haha!"
His heart fluttered violently.
But along with the flutter, half of his heart was already filling with the thought that he had to leave.
No matter how wonderful she'd been, she was still a working girl—a woman who did these things for a stream of male customers and took money for it.
"Yeah... hahaha. Next time we meet, let's definitely have that drink."
"Deal! It's a promise, okay?"
The moment Juhwan closed the door behind him and left, silence settled over the room once more.
Ji-hee stood where she was, staring blankly at the door he'd walked out of, then slipped off her robe and changed into her everyday clothes before making a phone call to someone.
"Yeah, Seo-yeon."
"Oppa, my last customer just left."
"Really? You ran a lot longer than I expected."
"Things just... turned out that way..."
"Right, Seo-yeon... ah—should I call you by your real name now that you're quitting?"
"That's up to you, oppa, hahaha... Anyway, I'm heading out now. Thank you for looking after me all this time."
"Okay then, Ji-hee. You worked hard...... Now, if this payment clears your debt, I don't want you so much as glancing at this industry again. Got it?"
"Yes, oppa... hahaha. You take care of yourself too."
She hung up and finished getting ready to leave. But at the front door, she paused, turned back, and gazed quietly at the bed where she'd waged her war with Juhwan only moments ago.
"..........Maybe I should have asked for his number..."
*One day later*
Juhwan finished his shift at the convenience store and came home, same as any other day.
The truth was, his thirst for revenge against So-hee had dulled a little since meeting Ji-hee.
The noise from upstairs hadn't stopped—but with Ji-hee having taken up a small place in his heart, all he felt now was conflicted.
He walked in the door and, with a clear mind, began tidying up the apartment. He packed the trash bags full and headed down to the dumpster—
and there, just like a few days before, was So-hee, smoking a cigarette.
"...Right. Just ignore her and keep walking. I've got my own road."
But So-hee had no intention of letting Juhwan go on his way.
"Hey."
Mid-drag, she picked a fight with him for no reason at all.
"What are you, deaf now? As if being a beggar wasn't enough."
"........"
"And what the hell are you wearing? Did your mommy and daddy never buy you decent clothes?"
It was a line crossed, and then crossed again, harder.
"Talking about my parents is going too far, don't you think??"
"I mean... hahahaha, your parents are beggars too, so no wonder you live like this, right??"
Something dark began creeping back up through Juhwan's chest—the heart he'd thought he'd mostly settled after meeting Ji-hee.
"...That's enough."
"Get the hell away from me! You reek."
"How disgusting do you have to be to smell like poverty the way you do??"
"Ugh... If you won't move out, then I'll just have to sweet-talk my husband into moving somewhere else........"
She flicked the ash from her cigarette, dropped the butt on the ground, and turned to go home—firing one last parting shot at Juhwan as she did.
"Listen to me. Live quietly. Don't show your face to me or my husband unless you have to. You're a rent-paying nobody, so act like one—don't come knocking upstairs just because our floor makes a little noise. Got it?"
"Endure it well—that's what makes you a proper beggar, right? Pfft, hahahahaha."
And with that, So-hee went up to her apartment alone.
Juhwan had been thinking about it all wrong.
Meeting Ji-hee and hesitating over all the plans he'd spent so long building—he felt like an idiot for it.
He made up his mind.
He would show So-hee the evidence he'd been collecting, and he would threaten her with it.
But stone-cold sober, right now, he couldn't. So he stopped by the convenience store, bought a bottle of soju, and went home. Then he unscrewed the cap and downed the whole bottle in one go.
Soju and fury together lit a fire under him, and it felt as if nothing in the world could stand in his way.
He clenched his phone in his fist and climbed the stairs—just one floor.
So-hee's apartment. He stood blankly in front of her door, took one long, deep breath—
and pressed her doorbell.
*Ding-dong*