Chapter 209: Retired Colleague Sunbae: Reckless Seduction (2)

Seeing Kim Sungchul suddenly burst into her kitchen and start cooking, Choi Hwayoung was just flustered, not knowing how to accept this situation.

Clearly, about 30 minutes ago, she had replied to his text message asking if it was okay to eat together in a way that said ‘do as you please’, but…

Because it was a completely unexpected situation that Sungchul Hubae, who had entered the kitchen without any notice, would personally make lunch.

A small doubt arose about what principle of action he was operating under to show such behavior.

However, she didn’t have the courage to openly point that out.

“There are eggs, and instant rice… Ah, there’s Spam too.”

“…….”

“How about fried rice for the menu? It seems like it’ll only have eggs and ham in it.”

“D-do as you please….”

Is he really determined to start cooking?

He should have just ordered delivery from a nearby store and had sex with her until it arrived.

Choi Hwayoung, who thought she could finally relax now, let out a small sigh in her heart at the thought that she wouldn’t be able to mix bodies, at least until lunch was over.

‘Is he oblivious, or does he really have no intention of mixing bodies….’

While questioning his actions, whose intentions she couldn’t grasp at all, she took another puff of the tar cigarette she held in her hand.

It was an object she liked so much, but perhaps because of the strange tension, she couldn’t taste anything at all.

Chiiiiiiik….

The frying pan, coated with oil, heated up, and the sound of uniform Spam pieces being stir-fried on it was heard.

At the same time, within the 15-pyeong space, which had been filled with some sort of musty smell, a quite delicious aroma began to spread.

Kkooreureuk….

Although his actions had been dissatisfying at first, once they stimulated her ears and nose through sound and smell, Choi Hwayoung’s body naturally began to send signals of hunger.

It was understandable, as she hadn’t eaten anything for nearly 40 hours already.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t eaten anything specifically for dieting; rather, her senses had been more focused elsewhere than on the desire to eat something.

Since it had been a few days focused on masturbation due to the aftereffects of realizing her sexual desire for the first time, her body, having skipped quite a few meals, was completely empty.

As soon as she recalled the hunger she had barely forgotten, Choi Hwayoung’s body began to react in another way.

‘My stomach is indeed hungry….’

Gently clutching her abdomen, from which the sound had leaked, she slightly glanced around in case he hadn’t heard this loud noise, but…

Fortunately, he seemed not to have heard her stomach rumbling, as he was concentrating on the frying pan before him.

Watching Kim Sungchul put in the ham, eggs, and 3 servings of instant rice and stir the frying pan, she fell into a casual impression that he seemed quite good at cooking, unlike how he looked.

…Thinking about it, if he’s going to be her husband, he should be able to cook, right?

Anyway, since she could earn the money, a man who was good at housework was precisely the most needed virtue in a husband for her.

Especially like today, when she skipped a meal due to unavoidable circumstances, him taking care of her like this was also a plus.

Anyway, since she remembered seeing his cleaning skills directly two weeks ago, Choi Hwayoung began to gradually raise her evaluation of Sungchul Hubae in her mind.

Furthermore, the nighttime activities too… remained as a memory that was quite satisfying for Choi Hwayoung.

She was somewhat aware that reaching climax so many times on the first experience wasn’t a common case.

Although his movements seemed somewhat faithful to desire, excluding that, she vaguely recalled that he had paid attention so that she wouldn’t get hurt, given the large difference in their physiques.

Above all, her body already wanted physical relations with him, so other evaluation factors weren’t that important either.

“Should I make it bland, or savory?”

“…Savory.”

“Understood, then.”

He seemed to turn his gaze towards her for a moment, stopping his cooking midway, but quickly returned his attention to the frying pan containing the fried rice.

Only after that did Choi Hwayoung realize that she was revealing the front of her clothes completely, as if she were seducing him.

However, Sungchul Hubae, whether he had no particular reaction even after seeing her body like that, just heard the answer and turned his head back.

Although it wasn’t intentional, it was a moment of emptiness, her body having been spread open as if seducing him on purpose.

…Clearly, two weeks ago, he had said things like ‘I couldn’t help it’ because she seduced him in this way, yet…

Could it be that in the span of two weeks, her feelings about sexual desire had completely faded away?

Choi Hwayoung began to seriously contemplate whether she should bend her pride and seriously bring up the conversation about mixing bodies, even from now.

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“Savory.”

At the sight of Hwayoung Sunbae’s appearance that instantly entered his eyes, he almost abandoned the cooking or whatever and pounced on her.

He had thought this even when he first met her last time, but certainly, Hwayoung Sunbae often showed an unguarded appearance that unconsciously seduced him.

The sight of her pushing her ample breasts and firm thighs towards him, without even a single button properly fastened.

Moreover, for me, who has the experience of having touched them once, desire could only bloom even more.

I want to knead Hwayoung Sunbae’s breasts, which were soft like touching giant water balloons, once again, randomly.

I want to pull her smooth thighs towards me and push my thing into her very narrow body.

Because I was thinking about the various emotions that instantly bloomed, I was lost in thought for a moment and admired Sunbae’s body.

“…Understood, then.”

Since there was quite a long silence, Hwayoung Sunbae probably noticed the gaze I sent.

To be precise, I wanted to think that it would be so.

Only then could I think that her appearance, not fastening the front opening of the white gown, contained some kind of meaning.

The fact that she didn’t even show a hint of trying to hide her inner flesh, even though she noticed my gaze, meant that she too had some desire for intimacy with me.

Because I wanted to interpret it that way, I deliberately concluded that Hwayoung Sunbae remained still even after noticing my gaze.

…In reality, it was probably closer to the truth that I had no interest because I was concentrating on smoking the tar cigarette, or that she just left it open because the act of fastening the buttons itself was stuffy/frustrating, but…

Forcing those huge breasts in and fastening the buttons must be a very frustrating act for Hwayoung Sunbae…

After imagining the content, which might be considered a bit rude if she found out, only in my head, I divided the fried rice in half onto two plates taken from the cupboard.

“Let’s eat, Sunbae.”

It’s obviously not a delicacy that will make your eyes pop open the moment you eat it, but…

Still, it would be enough material to imprint my existence as a man onto Hwayoung Sunbae.

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Two plates containing ham and egg fried rice were placed on the table.

One was his share, the other was Sungchul Hubae’s share.

Because the refrigerator was completely empty, it was a meal without any other decent side dishes, but the man before her eyes didn’t seem to feel any dissatisfaction about that.

“Let’s eat, Sunbae.”

“Uh, yeah….”

“I will eat well.”

“…I will eat well.”

Even though they were just sharing a meal, Choi Hwayoung felt this scene was like a very heart-pounding situation.

A dish made by the man sitting at the table, not ordered from somewhere.

A meal taking place not in a wide-open space, but in a place that could also be called her personal space.

And since it was a meal shared by two people who had experienced sharing bodies, although only once, it would be strange to say not to give it meaning.

“…….”

Even so, since she didn’t have the skill to bring up talk about sharing relations after the meal, Choi Hwayoung just silently concentrated on the meal placed before her.

As soon as she took a spoonful of the delicious-smelling fried rice and put it in her mouth, she felt like her three-day long hunger was being resolved.

“Is the saltiness okay?”

Nod nod.

Choi Hwayoung’s head shook greatly up and down, containing a positive meaning.

Not only was it okay, but it was to the extent that she completely fell in love with it.

It might have been delicious because it was a meal after a long time, but after all, the fact that it was a dish made by a man whom her feelings leaned towards a lot filled her physical and mental satisfaction even more.

Because of that, Choi Hwayoung forgot for a moment how she should bring up the topic of sex with him and focused on the meal before her eyes.

“Eat slowly, lest you get indigestion.”

“…Yeah.”

Only after hearing his words did Choi Hwayoung feel a surge of shame, wondering if she had been eating too greedily.

It must have been a life where she lived as she pleased without caring at all how others thought of her, but…

For some reason, she felt the desire to show only her good side as much as possible to the man before her eyes.

Even if she couldn’t become like an ideal woman who was tall and made of firm muscles.

Because she thought that knowledge possessed as a senior in life, or the composure of a detached adult, were elements she could sufficiently show.

Choi Hwayoung was not yet aware that those things were called ‘being a boomer’ or something similar in the world, but…

“Have you starved for days? What is it that you’re eating so ravenously?”

“Yeah.”

“What?”

“It hasn’t been days, I haven’t eaten anything since the evening the day before yesterday.”

“…….”

“It’s not like dieting or anything, I just didn’t have an appetite…”

Since she couldn’t bring herself to say she skipped meals because she was engrossed in masturbation, she deliberately turned the conversation in a different way to give him an additional explanation.

For some reason, she felt ashamed, like her transgression had been caught, so she buried her head and continued eating.

Therefore, Choi Hwayoung did not notice.

“…….”

The fact that Sungchul Hubae, who heard her story about not having eaten anything since the evening the day before yesterday, was sending her a lewd smile for some reason.