Side Story 1 – The Man Who Wants to Get Married (Part 2)

Despite the years that had passed since they met, he was still the same. He still looked at her with eyes that seemed like they would lick and suck every inch of her skin. Soo-yeon gave up on the glass and looked straight ahead, saying,

“Drink a lot.”

“Even if I drink several of these, it won’t quench my thirst. You know what I really want.”

“Even if I know, I don’t know now.”

“I can’t believe you don’t know that I c*m so much I could fill a glass when you’re around.”

Soo-yeon felt Hee-tae’s black eyes scrutinizing her and piercing her lower abdomen as he spoke crudely. The feeling of his leisurely gaze stirring her lower abdomen made her tense.

He habitually inserted his index finger between her clenched fingers. Slowly, he rubbed her sweaty palm with his calloused fingertip and murmured softly,

“You’re wet.”

It wasn’t easy to get ar*used at any time, but he always managed to do the difficult thing.

Every time he scraped inside her clenched fist with his fingertip, Soo-yeon felt as if he was stirring her insides, so she let go of his hand. As he said, her hand was sweaty, and every time he scraped it, it felt strangely tingly.

Hee-tae slowly removed his hand from her palm and muttered as if he was talking about a hole,

“No matter how much I try, it’s always tight and doesn’t loosen easily. Strange.”

“Follow me.”

Unable to listen any longer, Soo-yeon glared at him and walked away first. Formal greetings were still being exchanged in the hall, but she couldn’t stand Hee-tae’s gaze, which seemed to strip her n*ked. Every time he touched her and spoke lewdly, her mouth dried up with thirst.

When they reached the empty bathroom corridor, Soo-yeon turned to Hee-tae and pulled his tie. Knowing she couldn’t kiss him even on tiptoe, she lifted herself and captured his lips.

“Mm…”

Hee-tae, as if waiting for this, wrapped his arms around her neck and waist, entangling his tongue with hers. Pushed back by his force, Soo-yeon took a step back. As he leaned in and devoured her, she finally felt the wall against her back.

When Hee-tae inserted his thick thigh between her legs and rubbed against her cr*tch, she pushed against his chest and exhaled,

“Ah, be more discreet outside.”

“Who kissed first? Why am I getting scolded?”

“You’re the one who got ar*used, scratching my palm and inserting your finger into my fist.”

“I think part of the blame lies with you, Chae Soo-yeon, for turning me on inside and out.”

Hee-tae lowered his gaze and looked her up and down. Despite scolding her, he couldn’t help but admire her lips that kissed him and the neat dress she wore, making him feel heavy below. This level of ar*usal was severe.

Soo-yeon, who was quick-witted, must have noticed that he kept mentioning marriage. But seeing her playfully pretending not to know made him wonder if he should devour her. He thought that while he couldn’t pester her about marriage like a fool, he could at least pester her for s*x as a younger man.

“Meeting a younger man means you have to bear with his frequent ar*usal.”

“Where are you going… Are you crazy?”

Soo-yeon widened her eyes as Hee-tae pushed her into the bathroom entrance.

Even though she had been with this pervert for years, they had never done it in a public restroom. No one would think of having s*x in such a sophisticated place where an event was happening next door.

The marble-decorated bathroom was bright, and classical music was playing. Luckily, it was empty.

Hee-tae replied regretfully to her scolding,

“My d*ck is so hard I can’t even make it to the car.”

“Where do you think you’re going… Mm…”

Before she could say more, Hee-tae captured her lips. She stepped back to avoid him, naturally being pushed into a stall.

She heard the lock click and felt his hands lifting her dress. The tension made her insides burn, and her lower abdomen tightened strangely. It was all because of Jang Hee-tae.

Hee-tae slipped his hand into her underwear and, as he groped her cr*tch, lifted his lips and asked in a low voice,

“When did you get so wet? You should’ve told me if you were this wet.”

“Shut up… Mm…”

Soo-yeon couldn’t properly scold him as he spoke crudely and rubbed her with his blunt fingertip. Her words turned into helpless moans.

He brushed over her tightly closed folds, showing how wet she was, and lowered his body. Soo-yeon had never thought the bathroom stall was small before. But as the large man crouched, the space felt incredibly tight.

Hee-tae quickly grabbed her panties and pulled them down, then squeezed her inner thigh to spread her open.

“Nicely ripened.”

Hee-tae made a lewd comment, looking up at her reddened, ar*used cr*tch. When he let her thighs close again, there was a squelching sound as they parted, wet with her juices.

Even the sight of them closing and opening was beautiful enough to make his gr*in throb. It was hard to believe someone could have such a pretty hole, but Soo-yeon did. Despite her indifferent demeanor, her lower hole was greedy and beautifully colored. With just a bit of stimulation, it would turn bright red, and if he rubbed and poked her cl*t, it would ooze clear juices and suck in his c*ck.

He parted her folds and found the small cl*t, sucking it in with a slurp and said,

“Almost got my tongue stuck in your folds. Are you just clenching everything now?”

“Stop talking nonsense… Ah…”

Hee-tae looked up at Soo-yeon, who was panting and gasping, and blew on her cr*tch. Even a single breath made her red crotch twitch and her thighs clench.

Despite always scolding him as if he was the only beast, Soo-yeon’s tastes weren’t exactly refined either.

Just a little kissing and rubbing his thigh between her legs to press her cl*t, and she was already soaking wet. Maybe it was because she had been trained by him, but seeing her bright red face and clutching his hair felt even more enjoyable.

Hee-tae licked her cl*t once and said,

“Now that your clit is standing like a d*ck, rub it against my mouth and f*ck it.”

“What are you saying… You pervert… Mm…”

“When a younger guy offers his mouth, rub your clit against my tongue. Once I start sucking, I won’t let go until you pee.”

Hee-tae licked the flowing fl*ids once and said. He brought his flat tongue to Soo-yeon’s crotch and gestured with his eyes for her to move her hips.

Soo-yeon swallowed hard as she glared at Hee-tae, who was making a threat that wasn’t quite a threat. Seeing the man squeezed between her legs next to a toilet gave her an inexplicable sense of depravity. It felt like she was doing everything a civilized person wouldn’t do.

She held onto Hee-tae’s hair and slowly moved her hips. Just the thought of m*sturbating on his flat tongue made her lower body twitch with every small movement. Despite her pride, she felt pl*asure. It felt good.

“Ah, ugh, ah…”

Soo-yeon tried hard to swallow the moans bubbling up in her mouth. She didn’t want to let him hear any whimpering sounds as she moved her hips against his mouth.

But when he made a gulping sound, swallowing the fl*ids gathered on his lips, her lower body tingled. She couldn’t tell if it was because there was so much fl*id that he had to swallow it or if he had just swallowed his saliva, but the moment his lips pursed, her thighs trembled.

Soo-yeon’s hips began to move beyond her control. Her trembling hips, driven by pl*asure, drew circles as she desperately wanted to rub her cl*toris on his tongue.

“Ha, ugh, ah, ah…!”

Damn it. 

Hee-tae cursed as he watched Soo-yeon rotate her hips against his tongue.

Seeing her small, swollen cl*toris rubbing against his thick, wet flesh was incredibly erotic.

Unable to bear the pl*asure, her hips twitched as if she couldn’t stand it anymore. He finally reached between her legs with his hand. His fingers traced the path of the fl*ids running down her perineum and reached the soaking wet hole.

As he inserted his fingers into the twitching hole, Soo-yeon’s hips, which had been moving, suddenly stiffened. Surprised by the unexpected intrusion, her inner walls sucked in his fingers.

Hee-tae sighed softly with his mouth still on her crotch.

“Keep moving…”

“Ah, ugh, ah, ah…”

As Hee-tae moved his tongue against her crotch, Soo-yeon frowned and tightened her thighs.

Hee-tae wrapped his lips around the small, swollen part that was rubbing against his tongue and gently sucked it.

As he sucked her cl*toris and curled his fingers to poke inside, Soo-yeon leaned against the wall, clutching his hair. With the stimulation coming from both the front and back, she had nowhere to move her body, so all she could do was lean against the wall.

The man, whose suit jacket was stretched tight by his muscles and looked like it would tear, was busy sucking and poking between her legs.

“Ah, more, put it in, ah…”

As another finger unexpectedly slipped inside, Soo-yeon spread her thighs wider and panted. Hee-tae spread his index and middle fingers like scissors to widen the hole.

As Soo-yeon whimpered and tightened her grip on his hair, he brought his fingers together and then curled them, making a squelching sound as he flicked inside her. Every time his knuckles bulged and his fingertips scraped her insides, high-pitched moans spilled from Soo-yeon’s mouth.

“Ah, ha, ah, ah, ah!”

Her lower body trembled, and her hips bounced naturally, causing Hee-tae to rub her cl*toris with his tongue as it slipped from his lips. The more he sucked and poked her insides, the more his mouth got drenched, and her inner walls squeezed his fingers tighter. He got so excited that her fl*ids ran down his chin, and he inserted another finger.