What If Eun-ji Finds Out?
“If Eun-ji finds out like this… then what do we do…?”
“U-um…”
I only woke up once the sun was already high in the sky. My creaking body reminded me that I’d pushed myself too hard yesterday, yet paradoxically I felt more refreshed than ever. “Refreshed” might have been the better word, but either way, the late-morning mood had me humming under my breath.
“Aah, mmm…!”
I stretched, bones cracking softly. My morning wood strained against my underwear, but instead of jerking off like usual, I reached for my phone on the nightstand.
[Me: Come to my place.]
My stomach was pretty empty, but strangely I had no appetite. The breakfast Mom had left before work was probably already cold, and knowing that only killed my desire further. Still, I knew something far tastier was on the way. No need to settle for cold rice.
“…She’s late.”
My patience wasn’t exactly long. Only five minutes had passed since the last message, yet I was already getting restless. I sat up, about to text again, when the doorbell rang right on cue.
“Alright!”
Energy I didn’t know I had surged through me. Going all the way to the door felt like too much trouble, so I just gave her the code instead.
Click— Creak—
“Come in.”
“Y-yeah.”
She wore a pure-white, flowing dress that made the already delicate Park Ah-young look like a living doll. The fabric was slightly see-through. Black. A black bra hugged her breasts beneath it.
“Oh…”
“W-what?!”
“Nothing. Just get in here already.”
Her makeup was a little clumsy and heavy today. Combined with the bright yellow bleached hair, it gave her a sharp, fierce vibe that reminded me of Park Eun-ji and triggered an unwanted wave of PTSD.
“A-ah, um…”
I grabbed Park Ah-young’s wrist and pulled her along roughly, already burning with excitement. She hurried after me on quick little steps.
“…What about Mom and Dad…?”
“They went to work. You knew that.”
“O-oh, right…? Still, just in case…”
This was already the fourth day she’d been coming over. We headed straight for my room like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Cute dress.”
“A-ah, th-thanks… hya, hngh…!”
My hand went straight to her chest. The slightly rough texture of the fabric met my palm.
“O-oh, you’re wrinkling it… Just take it off instead…”
“You want me to strip you?”
“…Not exactly, but if it gets wrinkled, hngh…!”
I leaned down and pressed my lips to her neck. Slow, wet kisses trailed along her skin.
“Can you see how hard I already am?”
“Y-yeah… You keep poking my stomach…”
I felt the soft flesh of her lower belly. Every time I pressed, I could sense the faint twitching of my cock against her.
“Grab it under the dress.”
I stepped back and gave the order. Park Ah-young hesitated, glancing at me before lightly pinching the hem of her skirt.
“…Like this?”
“Higher. Pull it up more.”
“L-like this?”
The hem had barely covered her knees. As she slowly lifted it, her pale thighs came into view.
“…Pretty. You wanted to show yourself off to me that badly?”
Her face flushed red as she mumbled something under her breath.
“Y-you told me to wear something easy to take off… so I did…”
On the first day she’d shown up in jeans. In this heat, they looked suffocating, and peeling them off would’ve been a pain.
“Good job anyway.”
I kept stroking her. She let out a shaky breath.
“Haa… It’s not like I dressed like this just to get praised…”
She’d only started sneaking over because of my cheap threat to tell Park Eun-ji everything. Now she stared at me with a resigned look.
“Cute.”
“W-what?!”
She tried to glare, but it only made her look more embarrassed. I gave her ass a light slap.
“Ah, ahng…”
The soft bounce traveled through my palm. I left her standing there, moaning, and sat down on the bed.
“Whoa.”
“…Y-yeah.”
Her steps were tiny—not just because her legs were short, but because she was deliberately taking her time approaching me.
“Keep holding the hem up.”
“Ah, o-okay…”
She quickly caught the slipping dress and held it again, closing the distance bit by bit.
“You said you were wearing a bra.”
“O-of course I am! How could I go outside without one?!”
“I’m not blaming you. Just take it off already.”
“……O-okay.”
Embarrassment colored her face. After swallowing hard a few times, she finally let go of the hem.
“I told you not to drop it.”
“Th-then how am I supposed to take it off…? I only have two hands…”
She looked wronged. I didn’t bother arguing. I simply grabbed the hem of the dress and slowly lifted it.
“Open your mouth.”
“…Ah?”
“Bite it.”
“Aah, seriously…”
She didn’t even have time to complain. I stuffed the bunched-up dress into her mouth.
“Now take the bra off.”
“…Hngh, you’re too much.”
With the dress clenched between her teeth, her thighs and the lower curve of her panties were completely exposed. She reached behind her back. A few soft clicks later, the bra slipped down.
“D-don’t stare so much…”
She tried to hide it behind her back, but the black bra stood out sharply against the white dress.
“Oh… black today.”
“…Y-yeah, so what?!”
She’d known I was going to see it anyway. There was no way she didn’t realize that.
“Give it here.”
“…Wh-why do you want it…?”
“Just bring it when I tell you to.”
“…Hmph…”
Her face had turned bright red. Her shoulders twitched a few times before she finally held the bra out to me.
“You picked a pretty one.”
“I-I didn’t pick it on purpose…”
“Still, it’s what you were wearing.”
“…It just happened to be in my hand…”
Whatever the reason, I took the bra. She looked reluctant, but in the end the black lace rested in my palm.
“Haa… Why are you sniffing it like that…? It’s embarrassing…”
It smelled faintly of baby powder. I rubbed my face against the still-warm fabric.
“Smells really good.”
“…I-I don’t know about that… Just stop already…”
My cock was so hard it hurt. Even while looking mortified, she still had the dress clenched in her mouth.
“Panties next.”
“……You want me to take them off…?”
“Or should I fuck you while you’re still wearing them?”
“H-haa… you’re really…?”
“Stop pretending you don’t know what’s happening.”
“……”
She pressed her lips together and looked down. Her hands fumbled under the dress before finally hooking into her panties and slowly pulling them down.
Swish—
“Hngh…”
The elastic snapped softly against her thighs. The panties slid down to her knees.
“…Everything? You want me to take it all off…?”
I gave a small nod at her shy question.
“Haa… haa…”
Her breathing had grown rough. She lifted one knee, then the other, and the panties slipped free.
“Give them to me.”
“…Y-yeah.”
She hesitated again, then handed them over with trembling fingers.
“Hmm… already wet?”
“N-no I’m not!?”
“Looks pretty wet to me.”
“I-I said it’s not!”
The fabric was damp. Not soaked, but the slickness on my fingers was unmistakably her juices.
“Come closer.”
I tossed the underwear aside and crooked my finger at her.
“Closer… more.”
“Haa, hngh… haa…”
She approached slowly but steadily.
“A-ah…”
I couldn’t hold back anymore. My cock was throbbing painfully. I yanked my pants and underwear down in one motion. It sprang up, already leaking precum.
“Put it in yourself.”
“…Me?”
“Yeah. Spread your pussy and sit on my cock.”
“A-ah… I-I got it…”
Her eyes changed as she looked at my dick—like a kid staring at a delicious snack. She rubbed herself against the head, smearing her wetness over it, but it still wasn’t enough for easy entry. She kept moving desperately, yet full penetration stayed just out of reach.
“Stop.”
“Ah… why? Suddenly…”
Her sparkling eyes filled with disappointment, like someone had stolen her treat.
“Sit down first.”
“…Okay.”
She obeyed without complaint, plopping her ass onto my thighs and pressing close on her own.
“This is getting in the way. Let’s take the dress off completely.”
“…Mm-hmm.”
She nodded. I pulled the white dress up and over her head. Her bare body was finally revealed beneath it.
“Haa… hngh…”
Her breathing quickened with excitement. Her modest but pretty breasts bounced slightly, covered in the marks I’d left on them. I leaned in and took one into my mouth.
“Ah, aang…”
I bit down firmly, teeth sinking into the soft flesh.
“D-don’t bite so hard…”
“Chuu, slurp…”
“Hngh, if Eun-ji sees this she’ll think something weird!”
That was partly my intention.
“Sh-she even asked to shower together yesterday and I was so surprised!”
“…She asked to shower together?”
“Y-yeah… I managed to get out of it somehow, but if she finds out like this, then what do we do…?”
Her eyes were glassy with worry. Yet between her legs, her pussy had started gushing, soaking my thighs in no time.