Side Story 1 (Part 1)

“Goodbye.”

“Get home safely.”

“See you again!”

“Yes, take care.”

She smiled brightly as she bid them farewell. 

It had been a while since her last dinner appointment and drinks. The gathering was with illustrators she had met during a popup event at a department store last year, and they had been meeting regularly ever since. After chatting and sipping a few refreshing cocktails at the bar, she felt a pleasant buzz. Not being much of a drinker and rarely drinking at all, even two or three glasses left her in this state.

“Oh, right.”  

She took out her phone and called Hyunho.  

– Hey, Yebom.  

“I’m done now.”  

– I’m nearby; I’ll be there soon. 

“Should I wait out front?”  

– Yeah, stay there.  

She had already sent him the address of the cocktail bar earlier. Not long after, a luxurious sedan slid smoothly into the alley. Recognizing Hyunho’s car, she waved cheerfully. The car stopped in front of her, and Juhan stepped out from the passenger seat.  

Oh, Juhan came too.  

“You came together?!”  

“Yeah. Stockings, huh?”  

He opened the car door for her, scanning her appearance. Since it was a rare outing, she had dressed up a little—putting on makeup, a black mini dress, and black stockings.  

“Do I look pretty?”  

“You look provocative.”  

“No, I asked if I look pretty….”  

“Yebom.”  

As she got into the car, Hyunho turned his head from the driver’s seat to look at her.  

“You look stunning.”  

Whether he had overheard her question, Hyunho answered for her with a grin. Juhan, who had been sitting in the passenger seat, moved to the backseat to sit beside her as she got in. The car, driven by Hyunho, glided smoothly toward home.  

“Did you have fun?”  

Hyunho asked warmly.  

“Yeah, it was fun talking about work since they’re all illustrators like me. They’re really nice people. I even got a ton of goodies as gifts.”  

Each person had brought their own merchandise to share. Cute and unique items filled with personality. Meeting people in the same field made conversations flow easily, and she had a great time.  

“Did you drink a lot?”  

Juhan cupped her cheek with one hand. The cool touch of his hand made her feel how warm her face had become.  

“Just two or three cocktails. I didn’t even finish the last one.”  

“You’re not good with alcohol, so why did you drink so much?”  

“Cocktails are refreshing and sweet; they’re tasty. I want to have another mojito sometime.”  

“You’re turning into a drinker. There weren’t any men, right?”  

Juhan asked as his hand slid over her black stockings and onto her thigh.  

“No, it was all women illustrators.”  

He had already asked this before the meeting. It was comforting and enjoyable to be with just women. If there had been men, she wouldn’t have gone in the first place.  

“Yebom, weren’t you shy?”  

“Yeah, you’re usually reserved outside.”  

“No, I’m not a child. I had fun and felt comfortable.”  

Though she usually spoke little and mostly listened in social settings, the lively atmosphere made her feel at ease. Of course, being with Hyunho and Juhan was incomparable in terms of comfort. Feeling cheerful, she waved her arms and danced lightly.  

“Hah.”  

Juhan chuckled in disbelief.  

“She’s dancing. She’s drunk.”  

“Hahaha.”  

Hyunho laughed, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.  

“I’m just in a good mood.”  

The buzz from the alcohol made her feel giddy and excited. Feeling warm, she rolled down the window halfway to let in the cool autumn breeze. She danced and hummed as the wind brushed against her face.  

“What a sight.”  

“Yebom’s good at it; don’t tease her.”  

“Hey, drunkard.”  

Juhan moved closer, wrapping his arms around her. Tilting his head, he buried his nose into her neck and inhaled deeply.  

“You smell like perfume.”  

“Perfume? You sound like an old man.”  

His choice of words amused her, and the ticklish sensation on her neck made her giggle. His hands roamed over her body, touching her through the soft fabric of her dress and the sheer stockings.  

“Come to think of it.” 

He murmured.  

“Hm?”  

“We’ve never done it in the car.”  

“…….”  

She leaned into his embrace, sniffing him back. There was no smell of alcohol, only the familiar scent of his cologne.  

“Did you drink too?”  

“No, I’m drunk on you.”  

Today, he really sounded like an old man.  

“Who told you to wear stockings?”  

He kept obsessing over the stockings, his hands caressing her thighs. His touch grew bolder, slipping under her dress and moving close to her intimate area. She quickly grabbed his wrist.  

“No, not in the car….”  

“It’s a long way home.”  

The meeting spot was quite far from her house. Still, why do it in the car when they had a spacious home waiting? And besides, they were technically outside.  

“Let’s wait until we’re home.”  

“Just a kiss, then.”  

Before she could protest, Juhan leaned in and kissed her. Their lips met, and his tongue delved deeply into hers. His soft tongue licked, rubbed, and entwined with hers, sucking gently.  

The half-open window let in a breeze, scattering her hair. The cool, pleasant wind mixed with the passionate kiss, and she found herself responding instinctively. As her tongue moved slightly, he aggressively wrapped his around hers, sucking harder.  

“Mmh….”  

The wind tousled her hair, brushing against her eyelashes and bothering her. Letting go of his wrist, she tried to fix her hair, but he took the opportunity to move his hand. His fingers, which had been on her thigh, now pressed against her intimate area.  

This liar, this cheat….  

She tried to press her thighs together to stop him, but his hand was already in place, stroking her through the thin fabric of her underwear and stockings. His fingers ran vertically along her slit, pressing against the seam of her stockings and stimulating her sensitive spots. Jolts of pleasure made her legs go weak, and her thighs parted involuntarily.  

Unable to say a word, she was lost in his kiss as Juhan continued to tease her with his fingers. The seam of her stockings aligned perfectly with her slit, and every press and stroke sent shivers through her body. The sensation was intoxicating, and she found herself succumbing to the sensual atmosphere.  

The car sped smoothly down the road. The cool night breeze flowed in through the window. Juhan’s body was as warm as ever, and his kisses were deep and sensual. Whether he was trying to silence her or distract her, he succeeded in both. The intense, moist kiss made her feel even more intoxicated.  

“It’s dangerous in the car.”  

At a red light, Hyunho turned to look back and spoke.  

“Mmh….”  

Startled, she managed to pull away from the kiss, turning her head.  

“You’re the one driving. What’s dangerous about it?”  

“Want to switch?”  

“It’s too late. You insisted on driving when I offered.”  

“…I didn’t think you’d do this.”  

“The light’s changing. Drive safely.”  

Hyunho sighed softly and turned back to the road. The car started moving smoothly again.  

“Mmh….”  

“Why are you whining?”  

Before she could respond, Juhan resumed kissing her and moving his hands. She couldn’t resist and gave in completely. The wet sound of their kiss mixed with the faint sound of her arousal. A warm sensation swirled in her stomach as her arousal dripped down, soaking her underwear and stockings, and even his hand.  

Haa….