Self-Study
As I huffed in frustration, my legs suddenly parted. The moment I registered his thigh claiming the space between my legs, his blunt kneecap began stimulating my sex without delay.
“Ah… stop it.”
“A promise is a promise.”
“Forget it, then—ngh—get out of my room.”
Even when I tried to twist away, the arm around my waist held me fast. When I pulled my hips back, he chased after them just as far, leaving me helplessly subjected to the stimulation—until my head was yanked back.
Not of my own will. He had grabbed a fistful of my wet hair and looked down at my exposed face while moving his leg more brazenly. It didn’t hurt, but with my scalp caught like that, a sense of being trapped in a jar spread through me.
“This hits different in the morning.”
His upper body kept brushing against me as if about to touch, while below he kept pressing—and somehow, it wasn’t satisfying. I’d learned last night on my own that pleasure came faster from insistently scraping the gaps rather than crushing everything with size and strength.
The clock visible over Cha Seon-tae’s shoulder had already passed the fifty-minute mark. Less than ten minutes left, and this way, finishing within the time would be hard. With a frustrated groan, I clutched at his clothes.
“Either stop, or do it properly… pick one.”
“Oh, should I?”
I’d honestly expected him to choose the latter, but absurdly, his leg slid out. My scalp loosened, and even the hand around my waist withdrew.
“Time’s a bit tight, after all.”
“…….”
“I should get going.”
Regaining the freedom I hadn’t expected left me oddly deflated; I exhaled heavily, while he leisurely sat up with that infuriating smile.
“Self-study.”
Unable to hold back the irritation that flared up, I slammed my fist down on the large hand braced against the bed.
“Ow, that hurts.”
Even the way he shook his hand in the air, play-acting the pain, was annoying. When I irritably stretched out my foot to shove him in the waist, he twisted as if yielding and set both feet on the floor.
“Get out.”
“You gave me the options yourself, so why are you mad?”
“I said get out. Why come play around first thing in the morning?”
I glared at him as he leisurely tilted his head, and the moment I was about to leave the bed, my wrist was suddenly seized.
Before I could do anything, the pulling force had me perched on the bed—specifically, between Cha Seon-tae’s legs. The outsides of my thighs pressed flush against the insides of his, and a hard, foreign sensation touched my rear.
“What. Let go.”
Certain he was just going to keep teasing, I tried to rise, but a sudden weight covering my back made me freeze. Cha Seon-tae’s upper body had completely overlapped mine.
Wrapped in that heavy, hot warmth, a mild emotion different from sexual heat spread through me. The pointed edges of my feelings were suddenly blunted into something mysteriously reassuring. Everywhere we touched was hard, yet strangely comfortable.
“Five minutes left.”
I stared blankly at the arm around my waist before answering a beat late.
“…Yeah. So get out.”
“Let’s give it a try.”
“What? Give what…”
He grabbed my right hand and shoved it straight into my pajama pants. I watched blankly as the front bulged with the silhouette of my fingers, then my hand slipped into my panties.
The moment it touched my coarse pubic hair and wet sex, I tried to yank it out, but his large hand covered the back of mine, immobilizing me.
“What… are you doing?”
I could feel the thin panty fabric between Cha Seon-tae’s palm and the back of my hand. My hand was inside, his outside.
Instead of answering, he pressed my middle finger through the cloth. Naturally, the finger sank into the wet cleft, rubbing the small bit of flesh inside.
“Ah…”
My finger began to move against my will. Every time it rubbed the swollen nub left and right, below grew wetter, and my thighs kept sticking and parting.
“Nngh… nngh, euk.”
Whether because I was touching bare skin directly, or because it was as good as him touching me, or both—it felt far more electrifying than when I did it alone. My body, which I was feeling without restraint for the first time, was slick, warm, and soft.
“Ah, nngh, nngh.”
Following the rising heat, my hips wriggled too as I leaned fully against him. The annoyance had vanished somewhere, and now all I wanted was for the pleasure to come quickly.
Unconsciously, my legs parted. My sex opened, the clit protruding more, and he—I—rubbed frantically over it. A little more. More. More. Just as I was groaning with the peak not far off—
Knock knock.
The knock that pierced my burning ears made me freeze mid-act. So did Cha Seon-tae.
“Miss, it sounded like you were washing up—are you awake?”
It was Heeyeon-unnie. What do I do? Of all times…. Unable to hide my fluster, another knock came.
“Breakfast is all ready. Would you like to eat?”
“…….”
Did I… lock the door? I’d been startled finding Cha Seon-tae in front of the photo… did I lock it? I didn’t know. My mind just went blank.
The one saving grace—truly a million thanks—was that the staff never opened and entered unless I opened the door or answered first. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath.
“No. I’ll sleep a bit more….”
Suddenly my hand moved, and I whipped around in panic. Cha Seon-tae, chin resting on my shoulder, started rubbing below with a mischievous face. I almost made a sound, clamping my mouth shut and shaking my head, but he paid no mind. Even trying to pull my hand free, it was already caught.
“Miss? What did you say?”
“Why does that unnie have to interrupt like this.”
I barely opened my mouth, dodging Cha Seon-tae whispering softly by my ear.
“I’ll… sleep a bit more….”
“Ah, okay then. Sleep well.”
I glared at him as her kind voice faded behind.
“Are you crazy?”
Unable to raise my voice just in case, I hissed, and he flicked an eyebrow while licking my cheek.
“In that situation, with your hand… huu….”
“Not much time left. Spread your legs more.”
Having ordered it, he kicked my feet aside himself to spread them.
My sex was far wetter than before. I thought I even heard squelching, but I was too out of it to be sure. With the rising heat, I squeezed my eyes shut and just shook my head side to side.
“Nngh… nnggh!”
The pleasure spreading was instantaneous. Below throbbed tinglingly, my hips bucked front and back, and the short breaths that had risen to my throat tumbled out competing.
Haa. Haa. Even as I panted, he held my hand so I felt every squirm of my sex, every gush of fluid seeping from my entrance.
As I shuddered in the afterglow of climax, Cha Seon-tae slowly withdrew the hand from my clothes. My hand that came out with it was soaked in clear, sticky fluid.
Especially the middle finger that had been most pressed to my clit glistened particularly, and seeing my hand look so lewd for the first time made my face burn hot. Just as I lowered it to wipe on my clothes, he grabbed it from behind and put the wet fingers in his own mouth, leaving me stunned.
“Th-that… why would you…”
Whether I was appalled or not, Cha Seon-tae even sucked my middle finger all the way up before releasing it. Now my hand was wet with his saliva.
“Why lick that…? It’s dirty….”
“Ah, this? You’re supposed to eat it all.”
“What kind of nonsense…”
“It’s true. Look it up in the constitution.”
I let out a hollow laugh in disbelief, and he chuckled too as he slipped out from behind me. The clock was pointing perilously at nine. He’d managed to make the time.
Anyway, did I have to wash again? As I looked down below with a sticky feeling, my chin was lifted. When our eyes met I felt a bit shy and glanced away. A man’s hand inside my pants was a first, and the residual warmth that had covered my back left me feeling strange.
Cha Seon-tae watched me rolling my eyes this way and that, then withdrew his hand and started kneading his left thigh, which had grown particularly thick.
“Jerking off alone day after day is gonna dry my blood out.”
“…….”
I glanced at the silhouette showing through his clothes, then at a sudden thought, opened my mouth carefully.
“Today’s… tutoring got canceled.”
“Yeah?”
“Mm. Just go home early today.”
“Got it.”
“…….”
I’d expected him to use the free time since tutoring was canceled, but his answer was surprisingly compliant.
“I’m going.”
He stuck his hands in his pockets and walked off, then turned his head again at the door. I thought he was looking at me, but his face was toward the clock. Why, when he’d checked the time just a bit ago? As I wondered, he twisted his body slightly to look at me.
“Until I come to the annex, enjoy yourself alone for a while.”
“…….”
“I’ll check your homework later.”
I glared at him without real dislike as he tilted his chin, then the door opening smoothly made my head spin for a moment. I hadn’t locked it…. Almost a disaster.
Since the second floor was as good as mine alone, locking the door hadn’t become a habit, but from now on whenever Cha Seon-tae came I’d have to lock it no matter what. Following his disappearing back with my eyes, I swallowed dryly.
“Huu…”
Once the excited breathing settled, strength drained from my body. I flopped sideways onto the bed and stared blankly at the empty air before slightly raising my right hand.
“…….”
The sticky feeling still lingered, but ironically it was the sensation of Cha Seon-tae’s tongue, not my own body.
Why lick that. Dirty. Like a pervert. I chewed my lip and rubbed it vigorously on my clothes.
That morning, after chasing him out like that, Father was nowhere to be seen the whole weekend. He often left the house anyway so it wasn’t special, but the shouting had been suspicious. Seemed like something at the company….
I stared blankly thinking, then let out a snort of laughter. He’d handle it fine. What did it have to do with me.
I soon cut interest from Father and looked out the window. Though it was past three in the afternoon, the gardeners were still in the yard. Not only them but Heeyeon-unnie and the housekeeper too, and except for the housekeeper the other three were wearing work gloves.
Today was the day Unnie was moving out of her room. She’d been packing off and on all weekend, and it seemed she was sending things to Seoul today; beyond the wide-open main gate stood a truck. She’d probably asked Cha Seon-tae and the director to help move the luggage.