The Fox
Ugh... what is this.
My head is pounding something fierce, like a hangover rolling in after a night of drinking. On top of that I feel incredibly groggy, and I frown as I push myself up from the bed.
When I open my eyes, I see a ceiling that's familiar and yet somehow strange. I look down... and my friend is clinging to me, fast asleep.
What time is it even?
The current time glowing on my smartphone screen: 7:13 AM. Looks like I slept a solid eight hours straight. It's been a while since I actually went to bed this early.
Hmm. But what is this feeling. I went to bed early and woke up early, so why this sudden unease? I'm sure I was going to do something... I try to remember, but nothing comes.
I did wake up in the middle of the night, trying to do something...
And then a face flashes through my mind. Someone I've thought about more times than I can count.
That's right. Mister!!
Why did I come to this house in the first place? It was for that, wasn't it!
The moment I remember my purpose, the grogginess vanishes in an instant. But a faint breath of sleep still lingers, trying to pull me back down. I fight it off, moving one step at a time, and ease the door open.
Min-ah is still asleep.
From the look of her, she's completely exhausted. She'll probably be out for at least another hour.
So I slip quietly out of the room and head toward Mister's. Will this be okay? It's already morning — he might already be awake. But I can't give up now. I've already slept in this house for two nights. If I invent another excuse, Min-ah will get suspicious.
That's right. Go for it, even if I crash and burn!
I carefully place my hand on the doorknob, then turn it ever so slightly, bracing for any sound. I'd already tested this knob several times the night before, so I already know that if I'm just a little careful, it won't make a noise. I just can't rush it. Little by little, ever so carefully, I turn it, ease the door open, and slip inside. Then, once I'm in, I close it just as carefully.
Kyah! Success♥!
I turn my head. In a space where the curtains have blocked out the light and darkness settles low, a man is sleeping soundly.
Mmm... I feel like I smell something nice.
Like someone sprayed perfume. It only fans the fire in my chest even more. Thump. Thump. My heart pounds like I've just run a marathon. At this rate, Mister's going to wake up from the sound of my heartbeat. There's no way that would actually happen, but I can't shake the feeling that it might. So I take a deep breath, to calm myself down.
Hoo. A little better.
I lift my gaze from the floor. Mister is lying on his side on the bed, sleeping deeply. I still haven't been caught. I approach carefully.
I take off every last piece of clothing, then gently lie down on the bed beside him and slip under the covers. Then I carefully press my hands and chest against him... and feel the hard muscles across that reliable, sturdy back. I lightly rub my whole body against him.
Ah... he's so cool after all....♥
This hardness... My nipples, which had already been perking up little by little, instantly swell taut.
He's still asleep, lying still with even breathing. In that case...! I shift my hand slightly and slide it down. That thing I saw between the pillows two days ago. It was the first time. Something that big... That day was the first time I realized even Korean men could be that size. So of course I couldn't help but look forward to this.
Alright then... shall I take a look?
After the steamy session with Min-ah ended, we cleaned up together, then I sent her back. No matter how much I like her, sleeping and waking up in the same bed with a third party around was absolutely not a good idea. Especially when that third party is none other than the Fox.
Min-ah, knowing how it would look to someone else, quickly agreed and went back. The room still held the heat of sex and that distinctive smell. Even after a light airing-out, that particular scent Min-ah had left behind hadn't fully dissipated, so I pulled out the perfume I always carry and spritzed it across the floor.
Come to think of it, I wonder how Do-hyang is doing.
This perfume always makes me think of her. My second wife, and the woman who taught me what women like. If my master taught me how to handle women — psychologically and technically — then she was the one who helped me acquire the outward qualities women are drawn to. That makes her someone special to me.
I should pay her a visit one of these days.
To refill this perfume that's nearly empty... I put the almost-empty bottle back in the pocket of a jacket hanging on the rack.
Then I lie down for a while. How long did I sleep? A sudden cool sensation pulls me gently from sleep. A moment later, I feel something firm against my back.
Mm...? Don't tell me she came the moment she woke up?
Min-ah said she'd given her a sleeping pill, so I figured she wouldn't make it tonight... But thinking about it, it wasn't entirely impossible. Unlike Jin-ah's husband, what the Fox took was a sleep-inducing aid, not a knockout drug.
Still, that's some serious determination.
Even if a sleep aid is something you can theoretically overcome with willpower, it's not actually that easy... And that hangover-like grogginess is genuinely nasty.
The Fox presses herself tight against me and starts rubbing her body. Her chest is tiny, but I can feel those stiff, standing nipples, and my cock throbs with a surge of blood. She's completely worked up. Who knew a girl's nipples could get that hard, standing up the way a man does. Well, I already decided I'd let her have her way today... let's see what she does.
The Fox used not just those firmly erect nipples but the soft flesh of her entire body to heat me up. That combination of a sliding sensation and the squishy give of fat. Young really is better — this is incredible.
I'm just lying there enjoying it when the Fox suddenly, boldly, slides her hand down and grabs my cock. Then she startles.
"H-holy crap... it's huge..."
Heh. Fair enough to be shocked. The foreplay had already gotten me as hard as I can get. It's not like my dick is some average dick. It might not be the biggest in Korea, but it's easily top one percent. And the reality is, most women encountering a cock this size is about as rare as a man finding a truly legendary pussy.
A hand as soft as Min-ah's. That soft hand is kneading my cock. Well, young girls' hands are usually this velvety. They haven't had time to do any real hard work.
But it's a little unexpected. The Fox's hand is soft, sure, but something about it is different from the other girls.
This is...?
A disconnect I can feel in her hand. Curiosity suddenly flares. I want to confirm if what I felt is right. So I pretend to wake up, drooling a little, and grab the Fox's hand.
Well, it'd be weirder if I didn't wake up after someone grabbed my dick. That's how I rationalize it.
"Hiek?!"
Wait, she didn't expect me to wake up? Ye-rim is so startled she freezes with her hand still wrapped around my cock. And that little scream of hers is cute, too. Heh.
Anyway, I thoroughly feel over the Fox's frozen hand. And I get my confirmation. Hah? This is genuinely unexpected. She doesn't look the type...
"Ah, Mister..."
I turn my head slightly to look at the Fox. There's an expression on her face I can't tell is panic or happiness. A bob that barely reaches her chin. A high nose and dainty lips. Double eyelids that look like they were done quite nicely, and long eyelashes. And yet the corners of her eyes tilt upward, giving her a slightly sharp look. Just looking at her face, she's the kind of female who'd be pretty popular. The type who'd string along multiple guys, play the field, do the gold-digger thing.
But then why are her hands like this? The Fox's hand, being kneaded this way and that in mine... is a hand that's been through a lot. Moved countless times, used beyond its limits, the joints thickened, the fingers thickened with muscle.
Though, of course, that hard work looks like it was years ago...
The soft texture I feel in my palm is the proof. She worked hard, but time passed, the calluses faded, and her fingers thinned out again.
Conclusion... The type who suffered when she was young.
I can size her up immediately. Looks like she fell for my wealth. Maybe she's a gold-digger. Well, if she's a gold-digger, she's actually easier to deal with...
So let's see which one she is. A gold-digger after money, or a pure concentrated mass of obsession. I sit up, then put on a slightly stern expression along with a look of surprise.
"Ye-rim."
"...Yes."
She starts to say something at my calling her name, then sees my expression and hangs her head. Hmm. Softer-hearted than I expected...? This won't do. She tucked her tail the moment she saw my face.
Judging by her reaction... I think I need to poke at her emotions a bit. If this just ends here, she'll come at me later in ways I truly can't predict. So I take a breath and speak. To light a fire in her chest and make her come at me.
The so-called firm line in the sand. The key is not telling her to leave. If I say that, she'll actually leave. Then she'll sharpen her knife in secret and come back with her next plan. Sorry, but that's absolutely not happening. Show me your feelings right here, right now. Come on. That way you'll stay within the range I can predict.
Her body trembles in small shivers. She bites down on her lip several times. The hand resting on her thigh presses down hard, casting a deep shadow.
Taking a little long.
Which means her heart is that fragile. Hmm. Should I have pushed a bit harder? But my turn is already over. Right now I can't soothe her and I can't push her away. I have to shove her into the torrent of emotion and wait for her to get worked up and Awaken.
And then that finely trembling body suddenly shook violently.
There we go. She's finally moving.
The hand on her thigh clenches into a fist. Her mouth slowly begins to open. The Fox snaps her head up and looks me straight in the eyes. Those eyes... they're chilling.
"Mister."
"......"
I know. I can feel it just from her eyes. Even without me answering, the Fox keeps talking, creeping closer with those madness-tinged eyes.
Her eyes gleam. Wide open, filled with intensity. Looking at her like this, she's definitely an Obsessive Girl. The way she's muttering like a mental patient, too. In terms of rank... she's at least on the same level as the Obsessive Trio. And the symptoms are terminal-stage. I don't know why she's already showing end-stage symptoms... but the conclusion is that her threat level is that high.
Before I know it, she's right in front of my face, gently stroking my cheek. That soft sensation climbs onto my lips and she starts licking and sucking.
"Haa. Smooch. Suck. So please accept my feelings. Otherwise..."
"...Otherwise?"
"I'll scream right here, right now."
Whew. Thank goodness. She's moving according to the predicted scenario... perfect. Saying she'll scream means if I don't do as she wants, she'll frame me as a rapist. So I pretend to panic and take a step back.
"Get a hold of yourself, Ye-rim. You're still young. You're a kid. An old guy like me..."
But a small finger appears and presses against my lips.
"Shh. Don't say anything. You just need to accept my feelings, Mister. That's all."
And then the kiss resumes. She's almost completely hooked. I just need to act a little more. I furrow my brow slightly and leisurely enjoy the kiss on the inside. That soft sensation caresses around my mouth.
Mm. The Fox's kiss... honestly, nothing special. Better than Min-ah's, but... no, these two are six of one, half dozen of the other. That brazen face doing such an innocent kiss. I don't know what's going on, but that unexpected contrast actually makes desire surge.
My cock twitches in response to that desire.
"Oh my.♥"
The Fox feels it, smiles with her eyes, and pulls away from my mouth. Then she lowers her head over my cock and slowly takes it into her mouth.
The warm sensation wrapping around my cock. Smooch. Suck. She sucks on the head with her lips, and after a moment... slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp — she sucks past the head without any hesitation.
Kh... she actually knows how to give head?
Honestly, she seems better than most married women. And she's even looking up at me while she sucks. Is this... really the same girl who was kissing me just now...?
She kissed like it was her first time, but now she's using advanced techniques like making eye contact during a blowjob. Faced with that incomprehensible situation, genuine bewilderment — not acting — rises to my face.
Enjoying my expression, the Fox buries her face between my legs and slurps away deliciously. Her cheeks puff out and shrink around the thick head, and those lips pursed and pushed forward for my cock look quite lewd.
Then she pops it out of her mouth with a wet sound and asks.
"Does it feel good, Mister?"
"....Yeah."
"Hehe. Then you suck on mine too, Mister."
Then she pushes me down onto the bed and places her crotch over my face. The so-called sixty-nine. Between those small peaches, her secret place approaches me with a peculiar scent.
Mm. Pretty. I can't tell the color, but even in the dark I can make out the shape — it's a genuinely beautiful pussy. She must take care of the hair regularly; there's barely any. Doesn't seem like she waxes, though. You can tell from how soft and downy the skin is.
Alright, let's check the condition of this hole.
I straighten my index finger and push it in, and the Fox sucking my cock flinches slightly.
Heh...! That reaction is pretty cute. This is going to be satisfying to train. I slowly push in and pull out, advancing, checking the condition from the outside of the hole all the way in.
The tightness is excellent. And the hole is quite small.
The hole writhes, clamping down hard on my finger then releasing. This is definitely top-tier. Min-ah was top-tier, and now the Fox too — two premium pussies in a row. Is this hunt just a lucky day or what?
Anyway, I'm carefully checking as I go further... when I suddenly freeze at a situation that shouldn't be possible.
What...?
No... to be precise, it wasn't something that absolutely couldn't happen. But I still couldn't hide my surprise. It was that far beyond my expectations. Even without a shred of acting, my body trembles finely, like I'm on a shaking subway car.
Just what is this girl's true identity. Why did she approach me. But more than that, confirming the facts comes first. So I ask the Fox, who's earnestly sucking my cock, without hiding even a trace of my bewilderment.
"Ye-rim... are you a virgin?"
The Fox sucking my cock turns to look at me and smiles sweetly. With that gaze steeped in madness. Grinning.