With the landlord’s permission secured, Taeyang had no more reservations.

Sunhye had already reached the point where she couldn’t stop masturbating in front of him. Prolonging the time under the pretext of maturity would only torment her further.

He raised his hand and began to undress.

He undid the buttons of his shirt one by one, removed the white undershirt he wore underneath, folded it neatly, and placed it to the side.

Quickly removing his top, Taeyang’s hand moved to his belt. Sunhye watched him with a dazed expression.

"Ah..."

A short exclamation escaped her lips, independent of her will.

Taeyang’s body, which she hadn’t seen in years, was beyond her imagination.

When she masturbated thinking of Taeyang, his body remained as it was three years ago. And now, three years later, he was incomparable to his past self.

His muscles, much firmer and more defined than the last time she saw him, stretched from his shoulders to his chest, sides, and abs, leaving no part lacking.

The sight of Taeyang with his shirt off was far more stimulating than any half-naked photos of men circulating online. Of course, some women prefer slender physiques, but they are a small minority.

Most women, including Sunhye, couldn’t take their eyes off Taeyang’s body. What woman wouldn’t be aroused by that sight?

Sunhye, who had been staring intently at Taeyang’s abs, let out a heated sigh. Her fingers, which had almost stopped, began to stimulate her vagina again.

Jjikkeueueuk-

"Hueut...!"

Her soaked labia parted, and her index and middle fingers slid inside.

Even with just her fingers inside, Sunhye felt a surge of pleasure that sent electric shocks through her brain. In a way, it was a natural reaction.

Sunhye usually masturbated just by imagining Taeyang. But this time, the real Taeyang was right in front of her, close enough to touch, undressing.

Masturbating while imagining him was nothing compared to the pleasure of seeing the real thing.

Taeyang, having completely removed his belt, looked up. Even though he knew what her answer would be, he wanted to tease her by asking.

He threw a question with a hint of laughter.

"Can I really take it all off?"

Sunhye, who had been too focused on masturbating to wipe the drool from her mouth, finally came to her senses. She wiped the saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand and replied.

"Well... Haheut, do as you... Hueung, please..."

Of course, she didn’t stop masturbating. In fact, she even brought her other hand to her breast, twirling her nipple with her fingers.

She wanted to deny it, but every time Taeyang’s gaze fell on her vagina and nipples, it felt like another hand was stimulating her, making her feel like she was floating on air.

Even with permission to undress, Taeyang did not remove his clothes and instead watched Sunhye masturbate. He wanted to tell her to turn her gaze away, but... no, he was tired of deceiving himself like this.

Sunhye licked her lips as she met Taeyang’s gaze.

She wanted him to watch more. Closer, more, continuously. She wanted to show him this disgraceful sight.

As if her inner thoughts were conveyed, Taeyang stepped towards her, pausing midway through undressing.

The closer they got, the faster Sunhye’s hand moved.

Jjikjjikjjikjjikjjikjjik-

"Haheu, haaaat! Huehaaaaang!"

In that brief moment, she climaxed several times. Her body trembled, and she arched like a bow. Even as her head tilted back in climax, Sunhye managed to keep her eyes on Taeyang. Even Taeyang was momentarily surprised by her almost manic determination.

Now they were close enough to touch.

Sunhye started masturbating again before the afterglow of her climax could fade. No, that wasn’t enough. With that thought, she spread her legs wider.

She lifted her feet onto the sofa, assuming an M-shaped position. She tilted her hand to the side, making it easier for Taeyang to see her vagina.

"You haven’t tidied up?"

Unlike three years ago, her unkempt pubic hair was already dripping with clear vaginal fluid.

"Ugh..."

At Taeyang’s remark, she hung her head.

She mumbled excuses, but there was nothing she could say. She couldn’t even tell him to mind his own business.

If she upset Taeyang and he left... the thought alone was horrifying. She had no choice but to obey Taeyang.

"That, that is..."

Watching Sunhye stammer without a proper response, Taeyang burst into laughter.

He couldn’t hold it in any longer. No matter how modest and motherly she was, this was her true nature.

"Wh-what’s so funny... ugh."

"It’s okay. It’s okay."

Taeyang grabbed Sunhye’s wrist, calming her.

He forced her hand away from her vagina and placed her palm on the back of her head. Even with both arms restrained, she did not resist much, moving her hands as Taeyang guided her.

Naturally, her armpits, breasts, and vagina were all exposed. Taeyang nodded satisfactorily.

"Remember? The submissive Sunhye pose."

"Hueueut..."

How could she forget? She had assumed this position countless times since kindergarten.

Sunhye, who had decided to be honest with herself, blushed as she recalled those days. She had acted like a bitch, betraying her family, and pledging her loyalty to someone half her age.

She had been happier than ever in her life.

"Be still. I’ll take care of you from now on."

Taeyang whispered in a low but firm voice.

"No more masturbating."

Assuming the familiar position, Sunhye waited obediently for Taeyang’s touch. Taeyang gently poked her vagina with his index finger.

Her completely soaked vagina quivered with anticipation at the mere touch of his fingertip. However, his finger retreated without going any deeper.

It was more of a tease than a caress, but Sunhye’s reaction was anything but mild.

"Huehaaaang!"

A pleasure far greater than any she had experienced from masturbating alone flooded her brain. He wasn’t inserting his fingers deep into her cervix, nor was he stimulating her G-spot or clitoris.

He merely poked gently around her vaginal opening, yet Sunhye climaxed several times within seconds.

"Ohohoooohk! Nghiiiiiiih!"

After confirming that Sunhye had climaxed exactly ten times, Taeyang suddenly stopped.

"Ehohooohk... Hueu... Why did you..."

For Sunhye, who was already addicted to the pleasure Taeyang gave her, even this brief moment was unbearably frustrating.

"Should I touch you more?"

"Uh, yes!"

Sunhye nodded. Then Taeyang pointed to a display case.

"But that photo. Doesn’t it look like it’s watching us?"

His finger pointed to a family photo taken during a camping trip.

Looking at the photo that symbolized their once-happy family, Taeyang smiled wickedly. He stood up and walked over to the framed photo.

Until then, Sunhye thought he would just cover the frame. But Taeyang went a step further.

He placed the frame on the floor, positioning it precisely where Sunhye could urinate on it.

"Do you really want me to touch you more? Then..."

Taeyang trailed off suggestively.

The demand was so outrageous that Sunhye was speechless. But what shocked her even more was that she wasn’t angry or disgusted by the request.

"Of course, you’re the owner, so do as you please."

At those words, Sunhye looked down at the photo.

She saw her happily smiling daughter between her and her husband. Then she turned her head to look at Taeyang standing beside her.

He casually raised his hand and opened his palm.

"By the way, what I did earlier was just a tease, you know that, right?"

He folded one finger as he spoke. The open palm now had only two fingers left.

The meaning was clear, and Sunhye laughed.

It was a laugh of despair, yet also filled with anticipation of what was to come.

"Ah... Ha, hahaha..."

She relaxed her body, and a stream of urine arced through the air, soiling the family photo. The faces of her husband and daughter were stained and blurred.

"How does it feel? Refreshing?"

Leaning towards Sunhye, Taeyang asked casually, dropping the formalities.

He had used honorifics with Sunhye, his teacher and elder, but for a bitch who pissed on her family photo, such courtesy was unnecessary.

Sunhye, realizing the ’normal’ hierarchy had been restored, responded respectfully yet lewdly.

"...Yes, pissing on my daughter and husband’s photo feels so good...♥"

The face of her husband, with whom she had shared a bed just hours ago, was already a distant memory.

*

The next day, as usual, Taeyang visited Sunhye’s house after school.

Although Sunhye had completely submitted to him the day before, they hadn’t had enough time for sex.

Rather than rushing and interrupting midway, it was better to wait until today. Before leaving, he had told her to prepare properly, and she had agreed. Today, he planned to enjoy her body at his leisure.

However, Sunhye’s house felt different today.

Creeeak-

The front gate and even the front door were unlocked.

Of course, he always arrived at the same time, so she might have left the door open for him, but it was strange that she didn’t respond to the intercom.

Puzzled, Taeyang opened the door. As he did, his gaze naturally fell to the floor.

For a moment, he was speechless as he looked down. Then he smiled softly, a genuine smile reserved only for his woman.

"Hello?"

At Taeyang’s greeting, Sunhye, who was kneeling respectfully, looked up. She also smiled brightly as she looked up at Taeyang.

"Welcome♥"

Under the roof, there was not a single person. Only two beasts were left, eagerly exploring each other’s bodies.