Chapter 14
There are four condoms rolling around on the floor.
Three of them are filled to the brim with semen.
Seo Ha-eun, who had done nothing but pant wordlessly since the middle, had clearly climaxed more times than there were condoms.
I slap the buttocks of the woman whose legs are wrapped around my thighs like a frog, then squeeze them tightly, savoring their marshmallow-like texture.
“Hoo⋯.”
That makes four condoms filled with semen.
After ejaculating and pulling my cock from her sticky vaginal walls, I wipe the copious fluids coating the condom away with my hand.
Then I press my stiff cock against her vaginal opening again, gently slide only the glans inside, grab her buttocks with both hands, and squeeze until the condom slips off.
Seo Ha-eun twitches her plump buttocks with the condom, still dripping semen, clamped tightly between her labia.
I capture the sight on camera, and only after pulling out the condom do I finally stop recording.
“Ha-eun, are you okay?”
There is no way she is okay, but I ask her anyway, if only as a formality.
Her entire body is covered in sweat.
Her hair, soaked through and clinging to her cheeks and nape even though it has been quite some time since she came out after washing.
Her collarbones and shoulders are filthy with the bite marks and hickeys I left behind.
Faint handprints remain on her buttocks and breasts.
Her engorged vulva is dripping fluids.
I capture Seo Ha-eun’s satisfyingly ravaged body on camera once more, then slowly run my middle finger along the line of her spine.
The sweat pooled there sticks to my hand, which is hardly pleasant, but the indescribable sense of conquest swelling inside me comes from knowing that even a slight press can make her waist bend like a bow.
“Let’s rest. If you’re tired, go to sleep.”
I lay Seo Ha-eun, who is face-down on the bedding damp with her flowing fluids, flat on her back, cover her up to the collarbones, then take my phone and leave the room.
The battery is nearly dead, but I got everything I needed.
I find a charger in the living room and plug it into my phone.
“⋯Six o’clock.”
As I crouch naked and tap at the screen, the current time catches my eye.
Six o’clock.
It is already evening.
Three hours have passed since I came in.
It is a shame, but Seo Ha-eun’s first experience ends here.
But if I put everything I got my hands on today to good use, this is only the beginning, never the end.
I have no intention of letting go after only once, not when I show no sign of tiring of a woman I enjoyed this much in such a short time.
I still have to release the faint knot of resentment remaining inside me entirely into her body.
Twice,
Three times.
I’ll have her in my arms hundreds more times.
I set the phone, having finished its job, facedown, scrub my hands vigorously, and prepare to return to the room.
Then,
The front door opened without even ringing the bell.
“Sis⋯. ⋯What?”
A woman with a hat pulled low takes off her mask and shoes at once, then spots me in the entryway and makes a puzzled face.
A frame taller than Seo Ha-eun’s.
Clearly slim, yet with a pelvis more curvaceous than Seo Ha-eun’s.
Breasts smaller than Seo Ha-eun’s, but by no means small, and appetizing.
A mole beneath her lips and sharp eyes that look ready to devour a man.
A face I had seen before, though not a familiar one.
In fact, even without knowing her face, there was no way I wouldn’t know who she was.
Seo Ha-eun’s younger sister.
Seo Jia.
I had heard on the phone earlier that she would be arriving around this time.
“Uh⋯, ah. Um. I’m sorry.”
“⋯Who are you?”
Even after seeing a naked man, Seo Jia does not act embarrassed; instead, she wrinkles her brow deeply in disbelief and stares at me.
To be honest, I had hoped she would come while we were having sex, but Seo Ha-eun was so arousing that I could barely hold back.
Of course, I had not expected this situation either, but it is not bad at all.
There are not many chances to legally flaunt my cock in front of a beautiful woman.
She’ll understand when she sees me.
Why her sister slept with me.
That is, assuming she has any experience herself.
Still, going by common sense, it would be strange if she didn’t.
“Ah, I, uh⋯ Somehow, I ended up here with Ha-eun⋯.”
“⋯Are you her boyfriend?”
“Not yet⋯.”
“Has my sister gone crazy⋯?”
She is tall for a woman, but when someone much shorter than me says something like that to my face, I cannot help feeling a little pissed off.
The way she looks at me as though I am not a man but something closer to an animal or beast only adds to it.
Maybe I am becoming annoyed for no reason because I was rolling around at the peak of endorphin-fueled pleasure until just now, but whatever the reason.
“Excuse me. Ha-eun is sleeping in her room⋯.”
“⋯Could you cover yourself from the waist down before speaking?”
“Ah, yes.”
Seeing the irritated look in her eyes as she tells me to cover my cock, my annoyance only continues to build.
⋯I could have sworn I’d heard this woman was supposed to have a good personality.
In the entertainment industry, would someone with good manners treat a person she had just met like this?
I put on the pants that had been lying around on the living room floor, then follow her into Seo Ha-eun’s room, whose door is open.
“Sis, what is this? Did you call me here to show me something like this?”
“⋯.”
“⋯Seriously, what is this?”
Seo Jia is clutching her forehead, while Seo Ha-eun sleeps beneath the blanket.
She seems to be pretending to sleep, but since she will not be getting up, it is safe to consider her asleep.
There probably isn’t anyone as shameless as me, able to speak after being caught having filthy sex by a woman’s younger sister.
Of course, I have no younger sister of my own.
“⋯You there.”
“Yes?”
“I’m asking just in case, but you didn’t get my sister drunk and force yourself on her, did you?”
“No, that’s a bit harsh. What do you take me for⋯?”
“Ah⋯, right. Sorry. It’s just so absurd. ⋯What on earth was my sister trying to show me by calling me over when I was busy⋯.”
Apparently finding it too ridiculous, Seo Jia lets the thoughtless remark slip out, then quickly takes it back.
Personally, I had hoped she would be embarrassed or flustered, but seeing her immediately interrogate her sister in disbelief makes it seem unlikely that I will get a girlish reaction like Ha-eun’s from her.
⋯A little disappointing.
I wanted to brag a little, too, but it does not seem like it would work on this woman.
“Ah, my head hurts⋯. What are you doing, seriously? I was busy as it is.”
“Uh, I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s not your fault. ⋯I don’t know what kind of relationship you have with my sister, but I’m leaving, so do whatever you want.”
“Yes, yes.”
Seo Jia keeps grumbling irritably with a hand pressed to her forehead until the very end, then leaves her sister to a beast and walks out of the house just like that.
Of course, since it looks like nothing more than her getting drunk with a man and having sex, it is not hard to understand her reaction.
She is clearly only twenty, yet judging by the way she talks, she seems older than Seo Ha-eun.
Maybe she has simply had a lot of experience in society.
Thanks to her, I can vaguely understand why Seo Ha-eun started cursing me the moment she hung up the phone.
Anyone would get annoyed if their own younger sister acted like that.
Even a junior acting uppity is enough to piss me off.
“Ah, what the hell. Ha-eun, you should have told me your sister was coming. You startled me.”
“⋯.”
I sit beside Seo Ha-eun, who is still buried under the blanket and breathing in little huffs, and speak to her in a deliberately flustered voice.
I slowly pull away the blanket covering her and look at her hidden face.
⋯She’s crying.
This woman.
“⋯Ah, um.”
“Haa⋯, haa⋯.”
Only after I uncover her does Seo Ha-eun begin to sob, and I simply gaze steadily at her without adding anything in particular.
I do not even have to ask why she is crying.
Her drunkenness should be wearing off by now, too.
“Are you sober?”
“⋯I sobered up halfway through.”
I had not realized that she was sober by the time she was panting like that, but it was hardly strange.
If her body had been steeped in pleasure that intense, it made sense that her mind would suddenly snap awake.
But the pleasure she had felt did not disappear just because her mind had cleared.
It only became more stimulating.
“Hey, Ha-eun. Because of the alcohol, I⋯ I’m sorry, but⋯.”
“That’s not what you’re apologizing for, you fucking bastard!”
The moment I hit the trigger that sets off her newly returned rationality, Seo Ha-eun pours out her outrage, throws off the blanket, and starts striking me with her arms.
It does not hurt, but the scratches she left on my back during sex still sting a little.
“What are you going to do, seriously⋯! I, I don’t even have any experience. I never intended to have sex with you⋯!”
I weather Seo Ha-eun’s outrage as she expresses her grievance by throwing everything she can get her hands on, whether it is a pillow or the blanket.
Tears.
Grievance.
Anger.
Self-blame.
Now that she is sober, the emotions she should naturally have felt come back to life and visibly shake her mind.
Yes, under normal circumstances, this would make no sense.
A woman like this moaning beneath a man like me.
“Ha-eun.”
“Die, go die. You fucking trash rapist bastard⋯.”
“I’m not apologizing for jumping you. I’m apologizing for getting more intense as it went on⋯.”
“⋯What?”
“I didn’t jump you by accident.”
But now,
It made sense.
Whether it made sense or not, it was reality.
Seo Ha-eun’s body remembered it, too,
Seo Jia had happened to witness it, too.
I not only remembered it, but had meticulously recorded it.
So it made sense.
“I said it wasn’t an accident. ⋯I don’t sleep with women by accident.”
“What does that even⋯.”
“I jumped you because I liked you. My girlfriend dumped me, too. So I don’t have to worry about what anyone thinks anymore, right?”
I lay Seo Ha-eun, who had been crouching and sobbing in a W-shape, back down, climb on top of her, brace my hands on either side of her head, and look down at her.
It is a position impossible to forget, no matter how drunk she was.
The same position in which I had violated her moments ago.
“I didn’t get drunk and make a mistake, and it wasn’t because I was lonely after breaking up. I’ve wanted to take you to bed ever since I saw you again at the gym. You were far better than my girlfriend. You.”
“Wh-what does that even⋯.”
“You had feelings for me too, so you drank with me, didn’t you? Even when I was being obnoxious to you for no reason, you didn’t say anything. You smiled when I touched your hand. You didn’t push me away when I touched your breasts. Later, you even begged me to fuck you, spreading your pussy with your own hand.”
“I, I never did anything like that⋯!”
“You didn’t? Do you really think that?”
I place my palm on the breast where the faint handprint has disappeared and gently knead it again.
This time, without borrowing the excuse of drunkenness,
the breasts of the ever-rude Seo Ha-eun.
“Let go! Where are you touching me⋯!”
“Your sister came and saw it, too. Anyone can tell that you and I were attracted to each other and had sex.”
“N-no! I was drunk. You forced me⋯.”
“⋯If you really think that, go ahead and report me.”
“I really am going to report you⋯.”
“Before that, will you wait just a moment? There’s something I want you to hear.”
I let go of Seo Ha-eun, who is trembling with fear and barking like a small dog,
retrieve the phone I had plugged into the charger in the living room earlier,
and climb on top of her again.
-I’ll be as considerate as I can. Don’t tense up. Relax.
I bring up the audio file I had extracted from the video while the phone was charging earlier,
and play it.