My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend is Too Pretty - Chapter 132

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◈ My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend Is Too Pretty ◈

Chapter 132: 54. My Platinum-Blonde Wife's Obsession with Military and Dress Uniforms

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After our emotional reunion, the four of us stepped outside. There were just too many people watching.

That said, it wasn't like the four of us went off somewhere to play or eat together.

We came out of the training center and took photos right there in front of it.

"Say cheese~"

-click!

A shot with just Mom, then another with my mother-in-law, then one with the three of us, and finally all four together.

After that, Mom seemed satisfied enough to send us off on our own.

"You don't have much time, so go enjoy yourselves nearby, you two. We'll be resting at that cafe right over there."

"Yeah~ Do-yoon has to go back for another three weeks of training, so go on your date."

"But you came all this way..."

"It's fine, it's fine. This mother has seen her son looking even more handsome than before and that's enough for me. Now go on."

I felt bad about their consideration, but grateful all the same.

So we took each other's hand and headed into town, with Elli, still somehow shy, leading me along.

"I reserved a hotel nearby, so let's go there. We can relax, eat the gimbap I made..."

She'd booked a day-use room at a hotel not far from the training center, so we went straight there.

The moment I stepped into the room I pulled off the stifling combat boots, tossed my beret aside, and sank onto the bed.

Beside me, Elli quietly slipped off her coat and set her bag down, and then.

"......"

She was sneaking glances at me with her face flushed red.

"Elli, what's going on with you?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"You seem embarrassed about something."

"I'm not... ugh..."

She started to argue back, then gave up and turned away, twisting herself into a little knot to avoid my eyes.

Just watching her like that was enough to move me.

For six weeks I'd had nothing but photos and her voice. And now my beautiful wife was standing right there in front of me, in light blue jeans and a fitted white knit sweater, being shy, and she was so impossibly pretty.

If I'd had more time I would have just kept watching her like this.

But visitation was only about five hours, so I got up and walked toward her.

"Ah..."

The closer I got, the deeper the red spread across her face as she looked up at me.

Not a single thing about her had changed. No, she was even prettier than before I enlisted, her skin glowing whiter and brighter.

Which meant the blush showed all the more clearly, telling me exactly what was in her heart right now.

-step

I moved close enough that her chest almost touched mine and rested my hand on her hip, following the curve from her waist down, and gently pulled her in.

Then I asked again.

"Why is my pretty wife's face so red?"

"......"

"Hm? Tell me."

"......"

I had a rough idea why, but I wanted to hear it from her, so I kept nudging.

At last.

"...Y-you, why are you..."

She looked up at me with slightly glazed eyes and struggled to get the words out.

"...so handsome."

"What was that?"

"...Why are you so handsome... why does the uniform suit you that much..."

"Yeah? My bunkmates kept telling me I fill it out well. But didn't you see the photos they posted from training?"

"...Photos are different. Completely different."

"Is it really that striking? Elli. Does it look that good on me, the uniform?"

"......"

"Elli, answer me."

Sometimes she demanded answers from me like this. Now the tables were turned, and when I pressed her for a response, her face went even redder.

It flushed so badly that her platinum-blonde hair almost seemed to take on a rosy tint.

-thud

She couldn't bring herself to meet my eyes anymore. She pressed her forehead against my chest and, in a faint, barely-there voice, finally answered.

"...You look so good. Incredibly..."

"Thank you. I was actually going to take it off for a while, but maybe I won't. We can eat the gimbap you made, talk a bit..."

"......"

"And then maybe have sex with it still on?"

"...I want to."

"Okay. But first let me see your face. I want to kiss you."

"......"

"Look at me. Your face is so red and cute, I have to kiss you."

"Ugh... y-you..."

"You don't want me to kiss you?"

"......"

-shift

She couldn't give up on the kiss, apparently. Elli lifted her head.

Her face, even redder than her lips, apple-bright and flushed, was adorable and beautiful.

-smooch!

I pressed my lips to hers, just briefly.

And in that instant, a tingling shock spread from my lips through my entire body. Maybe because it had been so long. My whole body lit up all at once.

"Why, why only once... hah... stop teasing me and..."

Elli felt the same way, because she exhaled a warm, unsteady breath and urged me on with a longing look.

Not that she needed to push. I was barely holding on myself.

Only.

I knew the moment our lips met again, gimbap and conversation would be completely forgotten and we'd go straight to each other.

So first, I told her what I'd wanted to say. Excitedly, voice fast and pitched higher from how worked up I was.

"Elli. Thank you for sending letters and packages every week. My bunkmates all said to pass along their thanks too."

"...It was nothing..."

"It must have taken a lot of effort. I'm really, truly grateful... it gave me so much strength. I was able to hold on because of you."

"That's... good to hear. As long as it helped, that's all that matters."

"And I'm sorry I have to leave again. Just three more weeks of KATUSA training and wait for me. I'll come back to you soon."

"...Okay. I'll wait. Just come back without getting hurt."

"Of course. I love you, Elli. I love you most in the whole world."

"I love you, me too... I love you so much."

"......"

"...smooch... mmph... hah..."

With that said, we stood there looking at each other in silence for a moment.

Then we kissed again.

We tangled our tongues together, shared our breath, traded everything we'd been holding back for six weeks.

-click, ziip...

As we kissed, I quickly undid the button and zipper on Elli's jeans and slipped my hand inside, over the soft curve of her.

I was overwhelmed by that sweet kiss I hadn't felt in so long, and by the softness my hand sank into the moment it reached inside her waistband.

We spent that short, precious visitation hot and wet and close.

Then I returned to the base. Two days later, I transferred to the KATUSA training unit and spent three weeks in new training. Fortunately I completed it without having to repeat anything and was assigned to a unit.

What we'd hoped for most was Yongsan, close and easy to get to. But as it turned out, it was Pyeongtaek.

"So frustrating."

"The base relocated to Pyeongtaek, so there aren't any slots available around Yongsan anymore. Nothing we can do."

"Seriously so frustrating."

"It's harder to get there, so we can only really meet on weekends when I can get out..."

"Forget that. Weekdays too, whenever you can get out, you tell me without fail. I'll come."

"It's such a long way..."

"Are you going to ignore what I said? You want to get in trouble?"

"...Okay. I'll let you know every time."

"If you can come out and you don't tell me because you're worried about the distance, you're dead."

"......"

"Answer me."

"...Yes."

Well. Anyway, that was how it went.

My real military life began in earnest.

It wasn't quite the same as getting to go out every day or getting weekend passes every week like I'd imagined, but it was still far more often than in a regular unit.

* * *

Time in the military felt like it wouldn't pass, yet somehow slipped by faster than expected. They say even upside down, the Ministry of Defense clock still ticks.

The military life itself turned out to be surprisingly enjoyable. The facilities at my unit were excellent, and spending time with the American soldiers was fun.

Best of all, I got to see Elli often.

And Elli absolutely loved it whenever I came out in uniform, whether it was for a pass or leave.

"Everyone else usually comes out in civilian clothes..."

"Is it not okay to come in uniform?"

"That's not what I'm saying."

"Then wear it when you come out."

"From now on too?"

"Every single time."

She had been completely hooked on the uniform since that very first visitation at the training center. She was fully ready to demand I wear it every time right up until discharge.

And it wasn't just Elli.

"......"

"...Lee Do-yoon. Go stand over there for a second."

"Huh? Oh... okay."

-step, step

"...Are you two really going to drool over my man like that? I'll just leave, you know."

"...No... what, what's happening... why does the uniform suit him so much...!"

"...Can I get one photo with Do-yoon..."

"...I'll let other people, but not you two. Look away. You want to die, for real?"

"...It must be the gym... he already had wide shoulders but now he's just built like a..."

"...Are they even wider than before he enlisted? Can I just hang off them once..."

"...You two aren't going to see us anymore after this."

Lee So-yeon and Joo Hye-ryeong, the first time they saw me in uniform in person, were just as dazed as Elli had been. Staring so hard that Elli eventually snapped at them.

After that, whenever we went to meet those two together, I always wore civilian clothes.

Beyond them, my own family all said it looked great on me too, and Uncle Mark even went so far as to suggest I should join the military.

"Suits you well. Do-yoon, what do you think about enlisting? The Korean military might not be ideal, but the American army..."

"Dad? What did you just say?"

"...That was a slip of the tongue. I'd appreciate it if you forgot I said anything."

Elli shot him a withering look and he immediately took it back.

Well, even to my own eyes the uniform did suit me quite well. Lifting weights had made the fit look even better, I knew that much. So I kept working out in the unit whenever I had free time.

Living that smooth, uneventful military life like that.

About half a year in.

"What's this?"

"Your outfit. Try it on."

Elli was no longer satisfied with just the uniform.

She must have gotten it through Mina-noona, because when I came home on leave she put me in a naval uniform, the kind that looked like a formal black suit with several fake medals pinned to it.

She added a pair of black sunglasses straight out of an American movie, and then.

"Heheh... heh heh heh... I love this, I love this..."

-click, click!

She smiled that scheming smile of hers and took dozens of photos. I just happily posed for her, being her model as best I could.

She didn't try to do anything while I was wearing it though. Just took the photos and let me take it off right after. It really wasn't the most practical outfit for anything else.

After that we spent the rest of the leave being sweetly affectionate in the usual way. I heard later that Elli had sent the uniform photos around to friends and to Mina-noona, apparently drawing quite a lot of envy.

But.

Elli's love of dress uniforms didn't stop there.

After getting me into one, she seemed to fall even harder for the whole thing, because on the next leave there was another new costume waiting for me.

"Is this a police uniform? I think I've seen this in an American drama."

"That's right. Try it on. There's a belt too, so put that on as well."

It wasn't a Korean style but an American one, navy blue, with a belt that had a holster and various pouches attached. Surprisingly authentic-looking.

It was short-sleeved and lighter fabric than the last one, so it was much easier to move around in.

-click, click, click, click!

I put on the sunglasses again and posed for countless photos at Elli's direction.

For nearly an hour.

"Okay, that's enough."

"Can I take it off?"

"No. Keep it on and wait here."

Just as I was starting to tire, she said she was done and I reached for the buttons, but Elli stopped me.

She gave me a mysterious little smile and walked out of the room.

Did she have something else prepared?

Deliberately closing the door behind her like that... was she planning to dress up in a matching police costume and come back in?

She'd definitely look sexy in it too, I thought to myself, and sat on the bed waiting obediently.

Elli came back into the bedroom a moment later. I looked over as she came in and my eyes went wide.

"Whoa, what? A prisoner?"

She had done a costume, just as I'd thought, but it wasn't a matching police uniform. She was wearing a black-and-white striped prisoner's outfit.

It was oversized and loose, slipping off one shoulder, and there was no visible bra strap underneath. Which meant what pushed against the front of the prisoner suit was on full, soft display.

In that strangely, inexplicably sexy getup, Elli grinned at me and walked over, pressing a bag into my hands.

"Open it."

"What is this?"

"Things for you to use."

"For me to use?"

The costumes alone, the whole situation of police and prisoner, had already sent my excitement spiking to the top of my head.

And on top of that.

-rustle

I opened the bag Elli had given me.

"......"

I couldn't close my mouth.

Inside were multiple pairs of handcuffs, ankle chains linked with a short length of chain, a collar, a whip, a paddle, and more.

Every tool you'd want for a soft SM session, all packed in there.

I was too stunned to say anything, and Elli padded close and whispered in my ear.

"You know it's just the two of us, right?"

"......"

"The officer gets to handle the prisoner however he wants. Do whatever you like with her... and nobody will know."

"......"

"There's a prisoner right in front of you who you can play with however you want, push around as much as you want... how long are you going to just stand there?"

I turned my head at the provocation. Under the loose platinum-blonde hair, blue eyes were looking back at me, filled to the brim with want.

Something snapped in my head.

-clink

I grabbed the handcuffs roughly and said to her:

"Talking to an officer without any respect, are we?"

"...heh."

At my words signaling the start of the roleplay, she curled up the corner of her mouth like she'd been waiting for this and laughed at me.

"A cop has to act like a cop before I'll show any respect. Coward... ugh...!"

"Get on the bed, face down."

"Ha-ung..."

From that moment, the person in front of me was no longer Elli. Just one prisoner.

That's what the play was, and I poured every bit of my burning excitement into that insolent prisoner of mine.