Ep. 170
Even though I brought Sarang with us, I had planned to avoid any R-rated activities with Heena, but she clearly had other ideas.
A determined glint shone in her eyes.
Overwhelmed by her intensity, I looked away slightly and stammered, “I-if the moment feels right…”
“Okay~”
Heena nodded obediently, as if she wasn’t planning to force anything, but it felt like the ‘right’ moment would inevitably arrive.
*Is she going to scold Sarang and make her stay in bed if she doesn’t fall asleep quickly?*
While I eyed Heena suspiciously, Sarang, who had been running around the room, suddenly dashed to the bathroom and called out, “Mommy! When are we going to the swimming pool?!”
“Swimming pool? Hmm, should we go now? What do you think, honey?”
“Sounds good to me. It opens at two o’clock on weekdays, so if we go now, it shouldn’t be too crowded.”
We hadn’t even properly looked around the room yet, but since Sarang was eager to go, we changed into our swimsuits right away. Exploring the room and its amenities could wait until later, when we rested after dinner.
We put on the matching couple swimsuits we had bought previously, slipped on the gowns provided in the room, and headed out. I even grabbed the waterproof smartphone pouch that had proven useful on every water-related outing.
After walking down the plush hallway and taking the elevator to the top floor, we saw a rental area for swimsuits and life jackets near the entrance. Through the transparent glass wall, a beautiful swimming pool beckoned.
Playing here seemed appealing, but we walked past it and headed up to the rooftop.
“This place is so nice!”
“Wow, it’s even better than the pictures!”
The rooftop pool, which we reached after climbing the wide stairs, was much prettier in person. It was smaller than the pool on the lower floor, but the interior design seemed more elaborate.
With palm tree replicas evoking a southern resort, hut-style sunbeds, and a distant view of the sea, it felt perfectly designed for taking pictures. There were a fair number of people, but it wasn’t overly crowded.
“I’m cold…”
“Ah, right. Should we get in the water first?”
“Let’s do that. Just a moment.”
There was a separate, shallow pool on the rooftop, so I dipped my hand in to test the temperature. It felt warm, but not as hot as a hot spring, so it seemed safe for Sarang to enter.
“Sarang, let’s go into the swimming pool. It’s very warm.”
“Sarang is too cold! I want to go in quickly!”
“Be careful, it’s slippery. One step at a time.”
As I carefully guided Sarang into the pool, she seemed to feel the warmth of the water seeping into her bones. She immediately sat down on the middle step, with only her head above water.
“It’s warm here!”
“You’re not cold now, are you?”
“Yes! Sarang is not cold at all now!”
It was a relief that Sarang was comfortable, but now Heena and I were starting to feel the chill. Since the water was shallow, we were exposed to the cold wind above our waists.
It was bearable for me, as the lower part of my body was submerged, but it probably wasn’t pleasant for Heena. She wasn’t particularly sensitive to the cold, but she wasn’t very resistant either.
“Let’s take a few pictures and then go play downstairs. You’re cold too, right?”
“A little. I think I’d be warm if you hugged me~”
She said it playfully, but I could see her shivering slightly. So, I motioned for Heena to come closer and sit in front of me, then gently wrapped my arms around her.
Since most of the people here were families or couples, no one seemed to pay us any mind.
If anyone noticed us, it wouldn’t be because they were bothered by our affection, but because Heena and Sarang were so pretty and cute.
Hugging her tightly, Heena leaned into me, enjoying the warmth.
“Warm~”
“I want to hug Daddy too…”
“Sarang, come here. Mommy will hug you.”
“Okay!”
So, in the small pool, I was hugging Heena, and Heena was hugging Sarang. *I wondered what we looked like, all huddled together like this…*
Well, swimming wasn’t the main goal; it was just one way for the three of us to have fun together, so it wasn’t so bad.
“Let’s take a picture like this and send it to Oppa [term of endearment for an older brother or boyfriend]!”
“Shall we? Sarang! What do we say when we take a picture?”
“Kimchi!”
-Click!
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We took a few pictures with the beautifully decorated sunbeds and the horizon as a backdrop, and then went downstairs to enjoy swimming a little more.
Actually, it wasn’t really swimming, just splashing around with Sarang a few times and taking a leisurely rest.
Heena didn’t even consider leaving my side from the start, and after coming to the lower pool, she just kept her arms linked with mine.
Since swimsuits are made of a very soft material, Heena’s soft breasts felt even more vividly against my arm than when I was just wearing underwear.
“Don’t you feel a little drowsy, even just soaking your feet?”
“I know, isn’t Sarang going to fall asleep while playing? We have to eat dinner soon.”
“Won’t she take a nap? She didn’t nap today.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Sarang was no different from Heena, clinging to my legs in the shallow pool and splashing her feet. She seemed to be enjoying herself, looking back and forth between her legs and my face, giggling.
-Splash!
“Daddy! You know! The water droplets went this high!”
“Sarang, aren’t you sleepy?”
“Sarang is not sleepy at all!”
Even if she says that, kids her age tend to suddenly collapse from exhaustion. She ate a lot of rice and snacks earlier, ran around after arriving at the hotel, and then played in the water, so she had to be getting sleepy.
But she didn’t seem to want to go in yet, so I decided to wait a little longer. Heena didn’t seem to want to move from me either.
While keeping an eye on Sarang, I looked around the indoor pool, which had become quite crowded.
There were some families like us, but most of them were couples, and occasionally there were groups of women who seemed to have come to hang out.
The interior here was so pretty that it was worth it for women to come together. The view was amazing too.
Looking at them, I wanted to find time to hang out with my friends sometime. As I get older, it’s getting harder and harder to get together like we used to.
As I was lost in thought for a moment, I felt Heena tighten her grip on my arm.
No, she wasn’t just tightening her grip; she was twisting it to the point of pain.
“Ouch! Heena! That hurts!”
“…Honey, what are you looking at right now?”
“Ah, I wasn’t looking at anything? I was just thinking…”
“Liar! You were looking at those women over there!”
“What? No, it’s not that I didn’t look! I didn’t mean to stare, I was just looking around!”
I was thinking about my friends after seeing them hanging out, but she must have thought I was checking out the women.
Of course, she might have misunderstood since I was looking in that direction, but it wasn’t true!
Even though I denied it in a panic, Heena was still looking at me with narrowed eyes.
“Really?”
“Why would I look at those people when I have you? You’re the prettiest.”
“Weren’t you trying to look at their bikinis? I should have just worn the one I bought back then…”
“No, you look really pretty in your swimsuit right now.”
It was a sincere truth, without a hint of a lie. Heena’s swimsuit, wet with water, was so alluring that I honestly wanted to just stare at it if it was just the two of us.
She’s more of an elegant type than a sexy one, but Heena is the best with this kind of vibe.
I wish Heena knew that, but she still had a displeased look on her face.
“I don’t know. I’ll see later. I’ll make you only look at me.”
“I only ever look at you…”
While appeasing Heena, who had become a little sulky, I lowered my gaze to my legs, which had become strangely quiet.
Then I saw Sarang, who must have been overcome with exhaustion, hugging my legs and dozing off.
“Heena, Sarang seems sleepy. Let’s go back to the room.”
At those words, Heena looked at Sarang, widened her eyes, and said with a relieved expression, “Sarang~ You can’t sleep here. Let’s wash up with Mommy and sleep in bed.”
“Sarang… okay…”
“You’re not okay at all.”
“Sarang, come here. Daddy will hold you.”
“Okay…”
We immediately got up, scooped up Sarang, and left the swimming pool. We wiped off the water with the provided towels and put on the gowns we had been wearing.
By the time we rushed back to the room, she was already half asleep, so Heena and I washed Sarang together and put her to bed. It was a relief that it was easier to wash Sarang because it was a swimming pool, not the sea.
After confirming that Sarang was sound asleep, we went back to the bathroom to wash our bodies, which we had only wiped down.
The problem is… no, it’s not that it’s a problem.
Heena changed into another swimsuit. That black bikini swimsuit from back then.
“We’re going to wash up, Heena…”
“Yeah. We can just wash up like this, right?”
“We have to take it off anyway.”
“But I wanted to show it to you. How is it? Am I better than those women from before?”
“You’re a million times better, even without wearing that.”
The extension of the jealousy from earlier, which had been temporarily interrupted because of Sarang, had begun. Heena, in her swimsuit that showed off her cleavage, was clinging to me in the bathroom, repeatedly asking, ‘Am I better?’
Moreover, it wasn’t just that; Heena’s touch was gradually becoming more sensual.
She definitely didn’t seem to have any intention of just washing up. We haven’t even had dinner yet. I tried to stop Heena, who was gradually touching my private area.
“What if Sarang wakes up while we’re doing it?”
“It’s her first nap today? You know it too. She’s definitely not going to wake up for another hour.”
I guess that’s true? Well, she must have been quite tired from the time she spent in the car, and then she played in the swimming pool, so she might sleep for two hours.
It’s not that I absolutely don’t want to do this with Heena; I was just worried about what would happen if Sarang woke up in the middle and looked for us.
As I conceded to her words, Heena’s actions became bolder. She didn’t seem to have any intention of using the bathtub that we had admired as soon as we saw it.
She was just using the edge of the bathtub as a support.
“Let’s do it like this. Wearing your favorite bikini.”
“……”
That’s not really it. It’s true that I like it, but it’s good because *you’re* wearing it…
Since she won’t believe me with words, I had no choice but to show her with actions. *How excited I am right now.*
I remember reading on the internet that the bathroom here has good soundproofing, so it should be okay if it’s a little loud, right?