It Really Went In
It really went in.
Why do the women in this house always turn into this whenever they drink?
"Then I'll be taking this one, heehee...."
"No! That's....! Ah....."
"Hm..?"
Her hand slid back up from the base, gliding free past the crown.
And once was not the end of it.
She kept repeating the motion.
Like she was giving me a hand job.
"Are you the one holding it, Woojin?.. No... this is mine..."
"It's mine..."
"It's mine...!!"
"I told you it's not...!"
"Give it to me already...!!"
"Ah... I'm losing my mind...."
The tug-of-war between Han Jihee pulling and me resisting stretched on, taut as a wire. Then, at last, she let go.
"Ngh..!"
What is she doing?
She started wriggling and squirming with little whimpers, working herself out from under the blanket she'd been sitting on. Then, seizing it, she flung it off in one clean sweep.
And in the same instant, the state of my lower half was laid bare.
Han Jihee looked down at it, then lifted her gaze to my face with a faint, knowing smile.
Ah.... how embarrassing.
"So this is where you were hiding it? You're a sly one, Woojin."
"No, I wasn't hiding— w-wait a second!!"
Whoosh—
Unlike last night, when I'd managed to stop Lee Jian, this time I never stood a chance. My pants and underwear were yanked down in a single breath.
Thwack! Thwack-thwack—
My freed cock swung wildly, slapping against my stomach with every bounce — until Han Jihee's hand put a stop to it.
She grabbed it!
Knead— knead—
"That's strange... why has it gotten bigger..?"
"......"
I had no idea what she was comparing it to, but it was definitely a compliment. Just not one I could take any pleasure in.
Embarrassment was all there was.
"Haa...."
I sank back down, draping an arm over my face to shield my eyes. Time marches on even at the Ministry of National Defense — why wouldn't it march on here too?
Once the booze wore off a little, she'd come to her senses and go back to her room. And then, me lying here wide awake would be the far more awkward scene.
So I'd just play asleep. This too shall pass.
"Hm..?"
But before long, I had to move the arm away from my face.
Because Han Jihee's breathing was growing ragged.
"Haa...! Haaah...!"
"......"
What's gotten into her?
She stared hard at the cock in her hand, panting, swallowed once, and shifted her position, drawing her knees up beneath her. Then she stole a glance at me.
I flinched!
Like a man playing dead in front of a bear, I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head away.
"Woojin..."
"......"
"Are you asleep...?"
"......"
"Haaa....."
Granted, me suddenly falling asleep made no sense — but then, Han Jihee being like this in the first place made even less. The alcohol had probably stripped away any ability to judge the situation.
Though why she needed to check whether I was asleep?
What was that about?
Ssss—
I heard the whisper of thin fabric brushing past. Then came the sensation of the mattress dipping deep under weight.
A tickling feeling along my bare thighs, too.
No way....
"......"
I cracked my eyes open just a sliver to check on Han Jihee.
And the sight hit me like a hammer.
She was kneeling astride me, one knee planted on either side of my body, poised above my crotch.
Presss—
What the hell.
"Aah...! Ah.....!! Nngh.....!!"
Pressing both hands against my stomach, Han Jihee lowered herself onto my cock. Her already damp panties soaked through in seconds.
Thanks to that, I could feel every soft contour of her pussy pressed against me with shameless clarity.
"Hnn...! It's not enough.... this isn't it...! This....."
Halting her movements, she bit the hem of her raised skirt between her teeth. Holding her hips slightly lifted, her hand slipped down and pushed her panties aside.
It was the pussy I'd laid eyes on the very first day I came to this house.
Drenched and glistening, slick with arousal.
Is she trying to put it in? For real??
Sluu—
Lifting my cock where it lay flat against my stomach, Han Jihee slowly lowered her hips, until the wet heat of her bare pussy brushed against the crown.
And then.
Squelch—
"Nngh...!!! Nngh...!! Ah.....! It's too... biiiig...!"
Holy... it really went in?! Only the head had made it past, but it was unmistakably inside her.
But it didn't end there. Her hips kept sinking lower — and the moment the crown slid deeper into her pussy—
"What are you doing? You still haven't come in?"
"Mmph!!"
"......"
It was Han Na-kyung's voice, drifting in through the cracked-open door. Only then did Han Jihee's half-lidded eyes fly wide open. The hazy blur in them sharpened into focus, and her gaze dropped to my face.
Squeeze—
I shut my barely-open eyes in a flash and didn't even breathe. Then came Han Jihee's panicked whisper.
"Wh-what do I do....! I must be out of my mind....!"
"......"
"W-Woojin-ssi... Seo Woojin-ssi....? You're asleep.... right....?"
"......"
"Haaa..... Hnn!! Mmph...!"
The pussy that had sunk down and swallowed a little more of me shuddered, then slipped back off.
"Haa...! Haa...! Haaa..... So big..... Ah!"
After that, it was over in a blink. The blanket settled over my body, careful footsteps padded away, and I heard the door click shut.
"Mom, why were you coming out of there?"
"I-I mixed up the rooms....."
"And who was it that suggested we switch?"
"That's what I thought...."
"Where's Seo Woojin?"
"H-he's obviously asleep! And why do you keep saying Seo Woojin? Call him Oppa."
"Oppa sounds cringe."
"Call him Oppa from now on anyway."
"Fine. And Mom."
"Hm??"
"Go wash up before bed. You reek of booze. How much did you even drink?"
"S-sorry... I'll go wash up...."
With that, the voices of mother and daughter faded away, and I lay staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering to myself.
"Fuck... there goes my sleep...."
Letting out a long sigh, I threw off the covers and headed for the bathroom. To deal with the cock smeared head to toe in Han Jihee's arousal.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
After taking care of things by hand and drifting off around 3 a.m., I woke at six. Then I went out and ran for a good fifty minutes.
And yet — why is this happening?
Throbb!
This damn cock refuses to die.
"Phew.... do I need to take care of it again..? Ah... I don't even have the strength for that...."
The marathon-length jog had wrung every last drop of energy from my body. Even the walk from the bathroom back to my room left my legs wobbling.
Thump—
I'd barely made it to the bed and collapsed onto it when it hit me: I'd walked right past the closet without grabbing underwear and a change of clothes.
"Are you kidding me.... Hoo!!! "
The instant I squeezed out the strength to half-raise myself—
Bang—
"Hey. Come eat breakfa—"
"......"
My eyes locked with Lee Jian's, who'd barged in without so much as a knock.
Stone naked, cock pointing straight up.
"Knock before you come in..!!!"
"There's nothing to look at, and you've got the nerve to snap...! Just— just come out and eat breakfast!!"
SLAM!!!
But I saw it. In that split second before the door swung shut, the moment she froze mid-motion—
Lee Jian's eyes flicked down and stole one more look at my cock.
"You said there was nothing to look at, so why are you looking again!! Ugh, seriously...!!!"
I hurried to the closet, threw on some clothes, and headed out to the living room. To teach her some manners called knocking, of course.
"Hey, Lee Jian!!"
"Oh, you're up, Woojin-ssi?"
"Ah... yeah...."
So her nickname for me had shifted back from Woojin-the-student to plain Woojin-ssi. It'd changed once she got her head on straight after Na-kyung's voice that night.
Still — did Han Jihee genuinely believe I was asleep? Her expression looked perfectly normal.
"Good morning, ma'am."
"Good morning to you too. Come sit down. Oh, and Jian's in the bathroom."
"Got it."
"Hey, Oppa."
"Did you sleep well, Oppa..."
"Morning, you two."
So they do listen to their mother, apparently. I sat down across from Han Na-kyung — calling me Oppa for the very first time — and Lee Hayeon, who ducked her head shyly.
"Sweetie, do the dishes when you're done."
"Ugh, that's a pain..."
"I can do them."
"It's fine. You're doing them with me."
"Okay."
"Enjoy your meal, Woojin-ssi~"
"You're not eating, ma'am?"
"I have to head out early from today, remember."
Is she avoiding me? Her expression didn't say so.
After exchanging a quick greeting with Lee Jian, fresh out of the bathroom, I got straight to the point.
"I heard your part-timer quit."
"Ah... so you're working alone now?"
"Apparently."
"Hey?? Why are you sitting next to me?!"
Lee Jian's irritated voice cut the conversation short, and I turned to look at her.
"What?"
"If you hate sitting next to him, move over by Hayeon."
"Unnie. Then trade seats with me. I want to sit next to Oppa... I-I mean, I will..."
"Forget it! That's even more disgusting!"
"I don't mind, though...."
Ignoring Lee Jian as she plopped down beside me anyway, I carried on.
"How many part-timers did you have?"
"One for the morning, one for the afternoon."
"They both quit?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"They asked for a raise, but Mom couldn't give them one. She got scammed out of money."
"Ah..... Then shouldn't you at least go help out?"
"I've got my rides."
"Then you should at least earn your own gas money..! And why are you suddenly talking down to me?"
"We're two years apart, that's how it works. Besides, you do it too. Talk down to me."
I couldn't argue — I'd dropped honorifics on her without permission myself. It wasn't like the age gap was huge.
"Na-kyung. What time are you heading out today?"
"Around ten?"
"Then give me a ride at :40."
"Deal. By the way, unnie — where exactly are you looking while you talk to me?"
"Huh??"
"......"
When I glanced sideways, my eyes met Lee Jian's, her head tipped down.
If she kept her head like that, her line of sight landed squarely between my legs.
"Hey."
"Wh-what?! What did I even look at! I wasn't looking!"
"You weren't looking at what, exactly?"
"Uh..??"
"I asked what you weren't looking at."
"I wasn't looking at anything..! Shut up and eat your food..!!"
So there was nothing to look at, yet she was staring like her eyes would fall out.
Lee Jian's furtive glances continued through the entire meal. To the point I could barely eat for being conscious of them.
"Hayeon, you! Don't hang around him too much! Got it?!"
"Okay."
"See you later."
"Drive safe, Na-kyung!"
"No nagging~"
"You stay away from my little sister! Got it?!"
"Just get out already."
"Grr...! Lee Hayeon! Stay far away from him! Far!!"
"I know, unnie. You'll be late for work. Go."
"......"
Only after Lee Jian, who'd glared at me with a scowl to the bitter end, chased after the already-departed Na-kyung did the house finally fall quiet.
"That was chaos."
"S-sorry..."
"It's fine. Anyway, Hayeon."
"Ye-yes??"
"You getting comfortable with me doesn't mean you'll get comfortable with other men, you know?"
"Ah.... th-that's true, but still...."
"So here's what we'll do."
"What is it...?"
"Let's work part-time at the cafe. The two of us together."
"A-a part-time job...?"
Hayeon could overcome her fear of men through regular contact with strangers. I'd finally have something to do with my boring days. And Han Jihee would get replacements for her quit part-timers — a proposal killing three birds with one stone.
And naturally, I made the same offer to Han Jihee, who held the final say.
"Working here...?"
"Yes. Me and Hayeon, together."
"Ah.... what should I do..? I can't exactly take on two part-timers at once....."
A tree-lined walking path cutting through the city, a trendy street packed with shops galore. Business should've been booming — yet this cafe alone had no customers.
The location itself wasn't bad. It sat right on the path people walked every day.
But a budget coffee chain sat directly next door, and a famous franchise cafe was just down the block. Unless a place had something distinctive going for it, no one had a reason to seek out an independent cafe.
And this one had nothing distinctive at all.
"You don't have to pay me. I won't be doing it long anyway — just until Hayeon settles in."
"Still....."
"In exchange, just keep up with the rent."
"O-of course!"
"Then we have a deal?"
"Ah....."
After a moment of visible hesitation, Han Jihee made up her mind.
"Yes. Alright. But I will pay you. I can't manage it right away, but I promise I will, later."
"Works for me."
"Ma'am, I'll really work hard! I've never done this before, so I might not be great at first, but...."
"You'll pick it up in no time, Hayeon. There's nothing difficult about it. Anyway — looking forward to working with you."
"Yes!! Thank you, Boss!"
After shaking hands with the cafe's newest part-timer, Han Jihee extended her hand toward me as well.
"Looking forward to working with you too, Woojin-ssi."
"Likewise. Though — shouldn't we reconsider how we address each other?"
"Address each other??"
"We're coworkers now. It'd feel odd if you were the only one calling me Woojin-ssi and speaking formally."
"Then what should I do..?"
"Just speak comfortably. You can call me Woojin like Hayeon does, if you like."
"Calling you that right away is a bit.... then, for now, Woojin-the-student......"
"Boss?"
Han Jihee's eyes were widening in real time, her words trailing off.
What is it? Is there a ghost behind me or something?
Whip!
I spun around in alarm — nothing there. And the moment I turned my eyes back to Han Jihee—
"Last night.... oh my...!"
"......"
Her eyes, already huge, began to waver wildly.
Looks like she remembered.
The words Woojin-the-student — the ones she'd moaned into the small hours — had pulled the trigger.
Should I maybe pretend the whole part-time job conversation never happened?