"So, I was cheated on."
"...I've been telling you all along. Your ex-boyfriend wasn't a very good person."
"Haha, I guess I was blind."
I take a sip of my fourth jasmine highball. A week ago, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend. Every time I talked about my relationship with people around me, they would say, "You should stop seeing him, he's dangerous, why don't you break up?" But maybe I was dependent on him, and I couldn't break up.
I heard through a friend that he was seeing various girls behind my back. When I found out I was being cheated on, I couldn't stand it anymore and finally decided to break up.
"Ethan, you're so kind."
"It's not like that, it's just because it's you, Lisa."
"What do you mean? Haha. Anyway, how have you been lately, Ethan?"
"Nothing much, really."
"But you're such a good guy and handsome too!"
"Are you serious?"
Ethan, my junior at work, often listened to my problems when I was dating my ex. He was a kind junior who always said it was hard to see me sad.
"I hope you find a good girlfriend, Ethan."
"...I don't like hearing that from you, Lisa."
"What?! Why not? I care about you!"
"...It's nothing."
Ethan pouts and downs his lemon sour. Even though he's not a strong drinker, he seems to be drinking a lot today. His face is red.
"Hey, Lisa, aren't you drinking too much? Your face is red, and it's not usually red."
"Oh, really? That's bad, maybe I drank too much..."
I laugh it off, but Ethan doesn't smile.
"But your face is red too, Ethan. It's not usually red."
I poke Ethan's cheek, and he puts down his glass.
"...Lisa, I'm your junior, but I'm still a guy."
"Uh, yeah, I know that?"
"No, you don't understand. You really don't."
Ethan takes my hand, which was resting on the table, and intertwines his fingers with mine.
"...Ethan?"
"Lisa, I don't want to let you go home tonight. Is that okay?"
"What?"
I can't say anything in response to Ethan's serious expression. Even though I'm drunk, I've always gotten along well with Ethan, and he was the most fun to be with when things weren't going well with my ex.
Before I could even respond, Ethan settled the bill at the izakaya. With our heads and feet feeling light, we stumbled into a hotel.
"Lisa, do you want some water?"
"Yeah, thanks."
Sitting on the bed with Ethan feels strange. My heart starts to race, and I can't look at him. After a moment of silence, Ethan speaks.
"I've been waiting for this day. I've been waiting for you to break up with your boyfriend."
"Why?"
"I didn't want to see you in pain anymore... and I didn't have a chance to step in."
"Hey, you're making me misunderstand, haha."
"I'm serious."
Looking straight into my eyes, Ethan holds my hand as I try to laugh off my embarrassment.
"I've always been serious. I've always liked you, Lisa. I want you to be mine."
My heart races loudly, and I can't say anything. Instead, I squeeze his hand back, and Ethan leans in to kiss me.
Even though I was fond of him and felt a slight affection from him when I was dating my ex, I was flustered by the kiss from my junior, but the alcohol made me stop thinking.
"Ethan, hmm,"
"Lisa, you said you didn't like doing things like this when you were with him, but do you hate it? If it's me, I'll cherish you."
"No, I don't hate it... If it's you, Ethan, I don't hate it."
"...I can't stop anymore."
We kiss each other passionately and fall onto the bed.
"Ethan, hmm,"
"Lisa, you're cute,"
Ethan kisses my body, now only in underwear. I never felt pleasure or love when I was with my ex, but strangely, I felt comfortable now.
"No, stop..."
"You feel it in your nipples, don't you?"
"Don't say that, hmm..."
Maybe because I'm drunk, my tongue feels hot. My body trembles repeatedly, picking up the pleasure.
"I've only touched your chest, but you're so wet, see?"
Ethan slides his fingers into my underwear, making a wet sound.
"Wait... no, it feels good, so,"
"Is it bad? Even though it feels good?"
"Ahhh!!"
His fingers enter me, and a pleasure I've never felt before spreads through my body. Until now, I only felt pain or a foreign sensation when fingers were forced inside me. But now, every time Ethan moves his fingers, I can only squirm and try to escape the pleasure.
"It's amazing inside, it's tight."
"Ethan, no... hmm,"
"You like it here."
"!!!!"
When he presses a spot inside, my vision goes white. Experiencing a sensation I've never felt before, I desperately grab the sheets.
"It's okay to feel good, Lisa."
"Wait, something's coming, hmm... something's coming...!"
My body convulses, and waves of pleasure hit me. Only the lewd sound and my moans echo, and I feel like I'm going crazy.
"Wait, no, I can't... something's coming out, hmm,"
"It's okay, let it out."
Suddenly, a sensation similar to the urge to urinate hits me, and I desperately try to twist away from Ethan's fingers, but it was futile.
"Ahhhhh!!"
With a splash, I can only wait for the convulsions and waves of pleasure to subside. When I nervously look at the bed sheets, they're soaking wet.
"...What?"
"Was it your first time? You squirted. Cute."
"Squirt...?"
Even though I knew the word "squirt," I had never experienced it with my ex, so I was just surprised. I couldn't believe I squirted, and my face turned red with embarrassment.
"Your face is red."
He kisses my heated cheek and strokes my head.
"I want you to feel good here too."
Ethan spreads my legs and buries his face.
"Ethan, no, it's dirty,"
"It's not dirty, it's beautiful."
He rolls my clitoris with his tongue, and I'm hit by pleasure again.
"Ahh... it feels...!"
Slowly stimulated, I clench my hands to suppress the convulsions in my body. Noticing this, Ethan grips my hand tightly.
"Ah, I'm going to come...!!!"
Convulsing, I reach my climax. Ethan raises his face and gently hugs me.
"Lisa, I want to be inside you,"
Seeing Ethan looking desperate, I smile a little and kiss him.
"Yeah, come inside?"
"...You're unfair,"
Ethan spreads my legs again and slowly enters me.
"Ah... it's coming, inside, it feels good..."
"Lisa, it's hot..."
As Ethan goes deep inside, a pleasure I've never felt before hits me along with the discomfort.
"I can't stop, I'm sorry,"
"Ah, no, not deep..."
As if he can't hear my voice, Ethan moves vigorously inside me. It feels so good that I can't think of anything.
"I love you, Lisa, I love you,"
"Ethan, hmm, me too... hmm,"
"Ah, I'm about to come,"
"Ahhh!"
He thrusts to the deepest part, and Ethan slows down. The pleasure doesn't stop, and I desperately breathe. Ethan gently holds me.
"Lisa, I really want you."
"Haha, really?"
"I'm serious. Always."
"Haha, I'm happy."
In Ethan's warm arms, I hug him back, confirming his warmth.
Fin.
