Free Web NovelChapter 32: Teacher’s Day
-Day 3-
Taeyang moved to stand directly in front of Sunhye, pulling her into a strong embrace. He slightly bent his knees to match her eye level and buried his face in her chest.
Sunhye, who had been constantly restrained, struggled in surprise but was ultimately overpowered by Taeyang’s strength and had to surrender her body.
He took a deep breath.
"You smell nice."
"Ugh..."
"Huh... Haah..."
His free hands grabbed her buttocks, kneading them like dough.
With her head bowed, there was no risk of her expression being noticed. Judging this, Sunhye panted, feeling the hot breath in her cleavage. Of course, she still couldn’t reach climax.
After drinking his coffee and deleting the video, Taeyang disappeared.
Sunhye returned to her room without a word and indulged in masturbation until her family returned. Fortunately, her daughter came home a few hours later than usual, allowing her to masturbate to her satisfaction.
-Day 4-
Sunhye was determined to endure Taeyang’s touch today and prepared thoroughly.
She wore a dress with underpants, a T-shirt, and even a body shaper that she normally wouldn’t use. As expected, Taeyang’s touch and smell did nothing for her.
However, realizing this, he relentlessly teased her relatively less guarded areas like her neck, earlobe, and belly. Ironically, these less sensitive areas gave her a different kind of pleasure that she hadn’t experienced in the past four days, making her lose her senses.
Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, she clung to Taeyang, moaning. Just before she reached climax, Taeyang stopped. But that wasn’t the end.
As if punishing her for wearing extra clothes, Taeyang waited for her body to cool down before starting to caress her again.
He stopped twice just before she reached climax, then drank his coffee, deleted the video, and left as usual.
That day, Sunhye was so engrossed in masturbation that she forgot to go to her room and stayed in the living room.
-Day 5-
Realizing that resisting by wearing extra clothes was futile, Sunhye decided to masturbate before Taeyang arrived to avoid feeling anything.
Sunhye masturbated for a few hours before Taeyang arrived, and at first, it seemed effective. But it was just her delusion.
Instead, she wasted time and energy, suffering more. Moreover, Taeyang teased her twice more just before she reached climax.
-Day 6-
Realizing all resistance was futile, Sunhye passively surrendered her body to Taeyang. She endured as much as she could, and after he left, she masturbated until her daughter came home.
Four times teased, yet Sunhye hadn’t reached climax even once in the past six days.
Several more days passed.
-Day 10-
It had been ten days since Taeyang started frequently visiting Sunhye’s house.
Although it had nothing to do with Teacher’s Day anymore, Taeyang continued to develop Sunhye’s body diligently. Now, she could reach climax before the coffee even cooled, so he stopped several times, making her even more frustrated.
But even on the tenth day, Taeyang maintained his consistent attitude.
He never crossed the line of undressing Sunhye or putting his hands inside her clothes.
He only tormented her over her clothes, and whenever she was about to reach climax, he stopped, making her even more aroused without relieving her.
"I’ll stop here for today."
Taeyang released her breast and stepped back.
Kkaddeuk-
Sunhye gritted her teeth slightly, watching Taeyang leisurely smile and gulp down his coffee.
It wasn’t just one or two days; for ten whole days, he stopped just before she reached climax, causing her immense stress. Today alone, he repeated this seven times.
She couldn’t even complain.
He was only touching her body in exchange for deleting the video. If she asked for more, she knew he would mock her.
It was better to masturbate after Taeyang left.
"Fine. Do as you please."
But something was off.
As usual, Taeyang drank his coffee in one gulp and deleted the video, but he didn’t leave the house. Instead, he sat on the sofa, killing time.
Sunhye, who had been glaring at Taeyang, pursed her lips.
"Why aren’t you leaving?"
"No, it’s just... It’s hotter outside than I thought. I’ll go when the sun sets a bit more."
After fiddling with his phone for over ten minutes, he looked up and met Sunhye’s gaze for the first time.
"Could you get me another cup of coffee? Iced this time."
Sunhye stared at him without a word. He awkwardly smiled and waved his hand.
"In return, I’ll delete one more video for you."
"Tsk."
The thought of reducing this horrible time by even a day was enough. She brought him the coffee, placing it in front of him with a thud. She stepped back and crossed her arms.
Even though it was cheap instant coffee, Taeyang savored the aroma and expressed his admiration.
"Mmm. For some reason, the coffee you make tastes better."
Another thirty minutes passed.
Taeyang was still sitting on the sofa with no sign of leaving. Sunhye’s expression grew more and more irritated. She shifted in her seat.
"When are you leaving?"
"Don’t rush me. Your daughter and husband won’t be home for a while, right?"
"How would you know that?!"
"Well, I have a good sense about these things."
Taeyang brushed it off and checked his phone again. A photo arrived.
A long line of people and, in the middle, Sun-hee, smiling brightly as she took a selfie and sent it to Taeyang.
[Almost done!!]
Over the past ten days, their relationship had evolved from friends to something more.
The reason was simple. For women of this age, sexual desire is a significant drive, and Taeyang satisfied that desire beyond her expectations.
Naturally, Sun-hee was willing to do anything for Taeyang.
Even if it meant waiting in line for three hours for a dessert, she would do it. Of course, he paid her and treated her well, so there was nothing to be particularly grateful for.
"If you’re just going to stare at your phone, you don’t need to be here."
Sunhye’s sharp remark made Taeyang shake his head.
"I can’t help it. But I need to use the bathroom. I’ll go right after."
"The bathroom is the second door on the left after you go out. It’s labeled."
Taeyang suddenly slapped Sunhye’s buttocks. She showed no reaction, as this had become too common.
"Okay, I’ll be right back. You have toilet paper, right?"
"...Yes."
Implying he needed to use the bathroom for a bigger task, Taeyang headed straight to the bathroom.
Creak- Thud!
After confirming that Taeyang had closed and locked the bathroom door, Sunhye looked around the house aimlessly. Then she gulped.
"Haah..."
She hurriedly lifted her dress. Her plain navy blue cotton panties were already soaked and clinging to her skin. She could still feel Taeyang’s touch on her buttocks.
Completely naked, she stood in front of the full-length mirror in the living room. Her erect nipples and even harder clitoris were a clear sign of her arousal.
"I shouldn’t be doing this..."
She knew it in her head. But her body wouldn’t listen.
Contrary to her pitiful muttering, her hand slowly moved and touched her vagina. For the past few years, her body hadn’t responded much to touch. She thought her sex drive had decreased, but that was a mistake.
Her body, which had been dormant until Taeyang’s touch, was now awakened. As her hand touched her, an electric current ran from her vagina up her spine to her brain.
She thought she could stop when she heard the toilet flush. But she couldn’t.
Sunhye slowly moved her fingers. Her fingers parted her labia and entered her vagina.
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For the past ten days, Taeyang would come to her house, tease her, drink coffee, and leave within 30 minutes.
Naturally, Sunhye developed a habit of masturbating as soon as he left. But today, Taeyang didn’t leave, and her body was aroused but unsatisfied.
In the past, when she worked at a kindergarten, she would masturbate in the break room. Now that Taeyang had reawakened her desires, her remaining patience was limited.
Her rational mind told her to wait until Taeyang left, but her instincts urged her to masturbate now. And this was the result.
Taeyang was just a few meters away in the bathroom. And here she was, naked and masturbating. As that thought crossed her mind, Sunhye’s hand moved even faster inside her.
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"Kyaht, huung... Haht...!"
Unlike her usual masturbation, the climax came much faster.
"I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming...!"
And just as she was about to reach climax.
Swoosh-
She heard the sound of water flushing.
She could have reached climax in just a few more seconds, but she still had enough sense to stop.
Sunhye hurriedly put on her clothes. By the time Taeyang returned to the living room, she was already dressed and sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened.
Taeyang, still drying his hands, said,
"Thanks for letting me use the bathroom."
"Now go."
"Yeees~"
Taeyang drew out his words with a smirk.
His smiling eyes seemed to know everything, sending a chill down Sunhye’s spine. If he suddenly pounced on her, could she resist?
She doubted it.
Trying to calm her pounding heart, she maintained a poker face.
"I deleted the video in the bathroom."
With that, Taeyang left.
"Haah..."
She put her hand on her chest and sighed in relief. Thank goodness he didn’t notice.
But deep down, a small spark ignited within her. Unaware of this spark, Sunhye slowly undressed again.
Today’s masturbation session was longer than usual.
*
-Day 11-
Taeyang didn’t come.
She didn’t know why. He didn’t contact her either. Taeyang, who usually came at the same time every day, didn’t show up even as the sun set. Sunhye sat on the sofa, waiting for him, doing nothing until her daughter and husband returned.
It was the first time she hadn’t done any housework.
-Day 12-
Taeyang didn’t come again.
Sunhye masturbated in her room, lost in thought.
It was just ordinary masturbation, but the familiar face that appeared in her mind made the pleasure even sweeter.
If her hand slowed down, the face became blurrier, making her move her fingers even faster. A soft murmur escaped her lips.
"Taeyang... Taeyang..."
She had only whispered his name. Yet, a heat unlike any she had felt before spread from her vagina throughout her body. Endless wetness soaked her wrist and the bed.
