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Chapter 4 - Jaejun's Forbidden Fantasy

After spending just over thirty minutes working out with Captain Lee Seona, Jaejun returned to the battery alongside her. The workout had left him feeling mentally drained, far more than physically exhausted. As they stopped in front of the admin office, Captain Lee suggested they have dinner together that evening.

ā€œIt’s your first day at work, Jaejun, so you should have dinner with me. If you’re free later, let’s eat at my place.ā€

ā€œYes, ma’am. I’d love to,ā€ he replied eagerly.

ā€œGreat, then I’ll finish up a few things and we’ll get off work together.ā€

ā€œYup!ā€

About half an hour after official quitting time, around six in the evening, Jaejun heard the door to the battery commander’s office close and the lock click shut. Soon after, Captain Lee appeared from beyond the open door of the admin office, still dressed in her leggings and windbreaker.

She addressed Master Sergeant Go Suyeon, who wore the duty officer’s armband. ā€œMaster Sergeant, please take care of the battery tonight. If anything happens, contact me right away.ā€

ā€œYes, ma’am. Have a good evening~ā€ came the reply.

ā€œAlright. Jaejun, let’s go.ā€

After exchanging a small smile with the supply officer, Captain Lee called Jaejun and led him out of the barracks toward her car.

As soon as they got inside her compact SUV, she buckled her seatbelt and started the engine. Once she confirmed Jaejun had fastened his as well, she pressed the accelerator, and the car smoothly glided toward the main gate.

ā€œJaejun, is there anything you want to eat for dinner?ā€ she asked casually while driving.

It was their first meal together, and after the workout, chicken and beer would have been ideal. But Jaejun had already eaten chicken with Minju and Senior Somin the day before. His mind raced to pick a dinner everyone liked.

ā€œUh... Captain, how about jokbal? (pig’s trotters),ā€ he suggested.

ā€œJokbal? Sounds good.ā€

She immediately agreed, opened a delivery app on her phone, and handed it to him with instructions on which restaurant to order from.

ā€œOrder a large half-and-half jokbal from OO Jokbal.ā€

They got out of the car in front of the building next to his, and followed Captain Lee up to her apartment on the second floor, which had a layout almost identical to his own.

Her place looked very tidy on the surface, with furniture arranged similarly. The only notable difference was a small table in the living room just big enough for two.

ā€œGo wash your hands first. I’ll get some things ready.ā€

ā€œNo, let me help.ā€

ā€œSigh... It’s fine, just go wash up.ā€

ā€œYes, ma’am.ā€

With a caring tone urging him to wash up first, Jaejun had no choice but to head to the bathroom.

As he lathered soap on his hands, his thoughts naturally drifted to Captain Lee. At first, her sharp, cold demeanor had seemed intimidating, but after spending the day with her, she was far friendlier than he expected. Being her workout partner had helped too—she treated him like an older sister from the neighborhood.

Just as his fondness for her grew, his gaze fell on the top-loading washing machine next to the sink, its lid wide open like a tempting Pandora’s box. An intense urge to peek inside suddenly overwhelmed him.

ā€œHer clothes... her underwear must be in there too, right?...ā€

Thinking of Captain Lee’s voluptuous body, which had made him fully erect in the gym earlier—especially her most intimate underwear—Jaejun felt a powerful desire. He imagined the bra that supported her melon-sized breasts and the panties that hugged her explosive hips and vivid camel toe hidden inside the drum.

Drawn like a magnet, he moved closer to the washing machine.

His heart pounding, breath quickening from arousal and nervousness, he bent over to peer inside the dimly lit drum.

Amid army-issued towels, digital T-shirts, leggings, and various clothes, a thin black string peeked out from between navy leggings.

His hand moved on its own toward the mysterious string.

Sliding it out, he gasped softly.

Careful not to let the sound escape beyond the bathroom, he glanced toward the door and, seeing no sign of Captain Lee nearby, focused back on the tiny piece of cloth in his hands.

Spreading it out, he saw clearly it was a ā€œT-backā€ thong—the very thong that Captain Lee Seona wore, which had hugged her big hips and plump mound.

As the realization hit him, his cock swelled to a record-breaking erection, bulging visibly at the front of his shorts. The waistband even lifted slightly from the pressure.

A handful of sticky precum oozed out, a clear sign of his intense arousal.

Before he could fully process how wet his underwear had become, his gaze locked on the center of the inverted triangle, where a white stain, presumably dried from contact with her pussy, was visible.

Bringing the thong close to his nose, he inhaled deeply.

The faint scent was slightly sour, but not unpleasant—rather lewd and intoxicating.

With every breath, he felt himself drawn further into its dizzying, addictive aroma.

His thick cock throbbed in response, and he began fantasizing about grabbing Captain Lee’s bursting hips and pounding her from behind. The image of thrusting his huge cock into her dripping, lewd pussy overwhelmed his thoughts.

His hand moved to rub his shaft through his shorts.

If the battery commander had entered then, she would have caught him with her panties pressed to his face, masturbating—an extremely risky situation.

But intoxicated by the scent, he couldn’t think of anything else.

Losing himself in lust, he imagined burying his nose in her panties and cumming all over himself.

Slick, squelch—obscene sounds came with every stroke through his shorts, the precum-soaked head rubbing against his underwear. In his fantasy, he was deep inside her hot, wet pussy, the orgasm building fast.

Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door froze him in place.

ā€œKnock knock knock!ā€

ā€œJaejun, aren’t you coming out? Is something wrong?ā€ Captain Lee’s voice came from beyond the door.

His mind went blank and his body stiffened as he turned his head toward the door.

Barely holding on to reason, he cleared his throat and came up with an excuse.

ā€œAh... Captain... Sorry, my stomach suddenly hurts...ā€

ā€œOh, really? Don’t worry, just come out slowly...ā€ she answered, slightly flustered.

He heard her footsteps receding, narrowly escaping being caught.

He let out a deep sigh from the bottom of his chest.

As he lowered his head, the thong still emitting its lewd, feminine scent was in his left hand, and his huge, twitching erection was painfully obvious.

His body craved pleasure, but the commander’s knock had snapped him back to reason.

He knew he had to put the panties back, calm his erection, and get out quickly.

ā€˜I can’t be doing this on my first day...’

With a final deep breath of the thong’s intoxicating scent, he reluctantly placed it back in the washing machine.

He had been tempted to pocket the thong, but shook his head and let it go.

Following reason, he didn’t want to risk getting caught later.

What remained was the hardest part—calming the erection still pressing hard against his shorts.

After wiping his precum-soaked underwear with tissue and flushing the toilet, he exited the bathroom.

Captain Lee was setting the table with dishes and utensils and turned to look at him.

Just as awkwardness threatened to settle over the moment, the doorbell rang perfectly.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Both of them headed to the front door, standing side by side awkwardly, their bodies nearly touching as they opened the door to receive the jokbal delivery.

The delivery person handed over the bag and left quickly after a brief greeting.

Thanks to that, the awkwardness passed, and dinner began as if nothing had happened.

As Jaejun unpacked the disposable containers, Captain Lee opened the packaging, and the table was soon set with delicious-looking jokbal and side dishes.

Once everything was ready, Jaejun put the plastic bag under the table and prepared to sit down, but Captain Lee went to the fridge with a suggestion.

ā€œJust eating jokbal feels a bit plain, so how about a drink? Oh! If you can’t drink, tell me now and I’ll switch to cola.ā€

ā€œI’m fine with alcohol!ā€ Jaejun answered while halfway sitting down.

The captain returned with a bottle of soju and two glasses.

Watching her plump hips pressed against the chair made him swallow hard.

For a moment, he thought about rubbing his hands or face against her big, firm hips instead of the chair, but when he saw her skillfully open the soju bottle and reach to pour his drink, he quickly held out his glass.

He poured a proper amount into her glass, and at last, their first dinner together began.

Clink~

ā€œHoo... Once again, welcome to our battery, Jaejun. Let’s get along well.ā€

ā€œYes! Captain. I look forward to working with you.ā€

After clinking glasses and downing their shots, they exchanged well wishes and began eating the spicy and regular jokbal with chopsticks.

About an hour later, with a third of the jokbal and two bottles of soju left, their tones softened, and conversation became more personal and light.

ā€œOh right! I almost forgot to ask. Jaejun, do you have a girlfriend?ā€

ā€œNo, I don’t. What about you, Captain?ā€

Feeling a bit mischievous from the alcohol, he used the question as an excuse to ask if Captain Lee had a boyfriend.

Her expression stiffened suddenly.

ā€˜Ah, shit...’

Sensing trouble, he tried to recover, but Captain Lee took a swig of soju and spoke first.

ā€œI broke up yesterday, man...ā€

ā€œHuh!ā€¦ā€

Thinking he was really in trouble, he exhaled, but then her stiff expression relaxed.

She smiled brightly and laughed as if nothing had happened.

ā€œHahaha, just kidding! I broke up about two years ago and I’m single. A shining single, haha.ā€

ā€œAh... Captain... I was really surprised...ā€

As she laughed and even sang an old song, Jaejun felt both relieved and a bit annoyed.

But those feelings quickly faded as her bouncing breasts, wrapped in a sports bra under a thin T-shirt, filled his vision with every clap.

Even with a supportive sports bra, they bounced that much... he couldn’t help but wonder what her bare breasts would be like.

When her laughter died down, she said,

ā€œPhew... Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. But your embarrassed face was just too funny.ā€

ā€œAh~ Captain... I almost fell to the floor and bowed.ā€

ā€œWhat are you saying, haha.ā€

She laughed so hard she was out of breath and poured more soju for both of them.

After finishing their drinks, Jaejun asked again with curious eyes—but lewd intent.

ā€œCaptain, you’re so pretty and have such a great body, why are you single?ā€

ā€œOh~ Kim Jaejun~ You’re flattering me.ā€

ā€œCaptain... I’m not flattering, I’m genuinely curious.ā€

ā€œNo matter how much you flatter me, it doesn’t change anything.ā€

Pretending to brush off his compliment, Captain Lee couldn’t hide her shyness or the slight smile playing on her lips.

Seeing the captain pleased by the compliment, Jaejun pressed on.

ā€œIf I’d known you before, I would have confessed or tried something by now. It’s really strange.ā€

ā€œYeah, right. Maybe because I’m a soldier, I don’t get many blind dates... But Jaejun... what you just said... never mind. Let’s just drink.ā€

She hesitated but gave up and raised her glass.

Wanting to ask what she meant, Jaejun held back as the mood shifted.

After another clink and shot, he changed the subject.

ā€œCaptain, I have a question.ā€

ā€œWhat is it?ā€

ā€œDid you build your hips through exercise?ā€

ā€œOf course! I worked out for three years and built them up to 42 inches!ā€

She said proudly, raising her voice and widening her eyes.

So those huge hips really measured 42 inches.

Then, with a mysterious look, she asked,

ā€œBut why are you suddenly asking about my hips?ā€

ā€œI feel like my lower body, especially my hips, are a bit weak lately, so I was wondering if you could help me.ā€

Captain Lee smiled and nodded.

ā€œWhen we did squats earlier, your hips looked fine. But it would be good to build them up more.ā€

She explained the importance of glute muscles and recommended good exercises for them.

Soon, she got up excitedly, picked up a yellow resistance band from the corner of the living room, and came over to Jaejun with it placed just below her knees.

She stuck out her huge 42-inch hips toward him.

ā€œAs I said before, squats are good for glute training, but doing ā€˜band side steps’ like this in between is the best.ā€

Swoosh ā¤ļø

Seeing the battery commander’s tempting hips less than 50 centimeters away, Jaejun’s cock, which he’d barely been controlling, went fully erect again.


Author’s Note:

He really wants to get that big-hipped battery commander as soon as possible...

You know? The best things are worth saving and savoring... ā¤ļø

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To be continued...

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