Chapter 9
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: Irresistible Temptation
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All the women in this neighborhood seem pretty.
Nah, no way.
A woman that gorgeous?
To me?
If she became a gravure idol, that month's photobook would sell out in a heartbeat.
Even on that trendy OnlyFans thing that's all the rage these days, with her voluptuous curves, she could rake in more cash than the top soccer star's salary.
OnlyFans is technically illegal in Korea, but I heard the top earners among those who skirt the rules pull in about 1.5 billion won a year?
That kind of money would probably take my entire life to earn.
Money isn't everything, sure.
But don't we live in a capitalist society where money is king?
I stared at my reflection in the mirror.
An utterly average face.
Skinny and scrawny.
And with those perpetual shadows under my eyes making me look exhausted, I was below average.
'Snap out of it. What the hell would a woman like that see in you to show any interest?'
She didn't buy that air purifier because she liked me. The previous technicians had primed the pump perfectly, and I just got lucky cashing in on it.
Even if she noticed my erection, my cock is huge, so she was probably just sneaking peeks out of curiosity.
She's always seemed like a kind person anyway.
My clothes got splashed and soaked, so she wiped them with a towel. She just accidentally brushed my dick in the process.
'Then why'd she keep wiping even after noticing?'
To avoid the awkwardness of pulling her hand away suddenly, she must've pretended like nothing happened and kept going.
Slap!
I smacked both my cheeks hard.
'You trying to end your life?'
What, some lonely housewife sees a big cock and her pussy starts itching, so she subtly seduces me?
Is this some cheap third-rate lay?
Sure, those kinds of people exist somewhere, and guys who stumble into that happen.
But not to me.
Those guys have steady jobs, dress sharp, handsome faces, and big dicks—that's why it happens to them.
Not a pathetic loser like me, average height but scrawny as hell.
Remembering my station, I stepped out of the bathroom.
The customer was out there, wiping the water splashes off her body.
Stay professional and focus on the job. My task was to recommend a new foundation to the customer.
"Oh, we have a new foundation right here."
"Yes, thank you."
I kept my gaze averted as far as possible while wiping the water off my body.
The awkward vibe wouldn't break, so I scratched at my nape with the pleasantly scented towel.
"Customer, when I was cleaning the mattress earlier, that frame squeaked a bit. And it's not even a slat-style frame—it's basically just plywood pieced together... Mind if I show you?"
"Oh, sure. I've had this frame for a while anyway. The previous technicians said it was no good and needed replacing too."
Inside the room, I slid my hand under the side of the mattress.
Maybe because I'd cleaned the mattress today, but there was a nice scent wafting up.
Not a light floral perfume—something heavy and deep, ending in a pleasant cosmetic note.
"Uh, is there some kind of smell from the mattress...?"
"Oh, no. You must use really high-end perfume. It smells amazing."
"Ahhh..."
I glanced up slightly, and sure enough, my compliment had landed—she was pinching her cheeks and wriggling her body playfully.
Praise people on their favorite hobbies, and you've cracked the awkward atmosphere, just like the seniors said.
Feeling pleased, I grabbed the mattress and shoved it toward the wall with a heave.
"This thing's surprisingly heavy, but you've got some real strength."
"Haha, it's just part of the daily grind. Now, take a look here—if you see where the joints connect, they're loose, right?"
I leaned down a bit, stretched out my hand, and pressed firmly on the spot where the pin had come loose.
Creeeak, creak—
The moisture-swollen plywood panel bent slightly, letting out an unpleasant groan.
"You're right? I've heard that noise now and then, but I thought it was coming from the bed legs."
Customers really start recognizing the problem once they see and touch it themselves.
"Feel free to press on it yourself."
Creak, creak.
The customer leaned down and reached out, but her arms were shorter than mine, so she couldn't quite reach—she slipped one knee inside the frame.
Leaning over like that.
Her massive tits spilled sideways, bulging out between her side and armpit.
Below that, a slim waist, then those tensed erector spinae muscles visible through her clinging clothes, flaring out into wide, birthing hips.
The thin fabric hugged her so tightly, the crack of her ass stood out sharp and clear.
I wanted to grab those swaying hips.
And ram them with my cock that I'd never used before, squishing that soft ass however I pleased.
Ahem.
Staring at a body like that was bad for my blood pressure—I wouldn't be able to control my gaze.
I turned my back to the customer as she inspected the frame.
'This is even hotter.'
Right in front of me was the vanity and mirror, making the scene even more vivid.
Her ass looked like it was starving, devouring the fabric.
Below it, her thick labia majora were visible right through the thin cloth.
Was it my imagination?
The gray fabric had soaked up so much water it turned dark gray.
Just like my fully erect cock right now, throbbing and obvious, it was drenched.
'Did it get splashed earlier?'
But the customer had been facing me when the water splashed.
So, was she just super sweaty?
Makes sense—with an ass that huge, sweat would pool in the crack like that!
A silent scream erupted inside me.
Maybe because I was so quiet, her face poked out from the side of that massive ass.
Looking in the mirror, her soft puppy-dog eyes widened slightly.
Her skin was so pale, I could easily make out her ears flushing red.
'From this angle, she can't see my face.'
Even though she must've seen her plump pussy lips soaked and glistening. She thrust her ass back further, scooting away with her arms.
My cock twitched naturally in response, and she shook her hips even more lewdly as she backed up toward me.
Her eyes were locked on my crotch.
'No way, really?'
A woman this pretty with a perfect body—
Stealing glances at a guy's cock and getting her pussy all slick and drippy like some pervert?
Maybe she had a big dick fetish or something?
Seeing her like that, my heart wasn't just pounding wildly—it felt like it stopped.
My head went blank from the scent rising from the mattress and the lewd aroma of her swaying ass.
Where did this courage come from?
"Ah, Customer, let me help you."
Before I knew it, I'd grabbed her hip with one hand.
"Eek..."
A startled gasp escaped her throat, high and tight.
Her erector spinae tensed up, standing out sharply.
The soft, thrilling texture of her ass against my pinky, mixed with the terror of maybe ending up in prison—this had my breath coming in gasps.
"Y-you might hurt your back standing up wrong."
"Oh, how thoughtful. Thank you, Technician."
At her gentle voice, I hooked my fingers into that dizzying dip where her pelvic bone ended, pulling lightly.
Of course, not too hard.
Just enough to make it easy for her to stand.
As her torso rose, she stood up—a bit too far for me to catch her shampoo scent.
"Ack."
With a cute little sound, she took a step back.
Her plump ass cheek brushed softly over my cock.
"Haa... haa..."
Rough breaths filled the air, and I couldn't tell if they were mine or hers.
She swept her disheveled hair behind her ear and turned her head slightly.
"I-I had no idea it was this bad."
As her body pulled away, I let go of my hand.
The area near her ass was damp with spots from my precum.
A sticky thread of fluid stretched between us.
'She must feel how wet it is.'
With that thought, I watched her turn to face me.
"Y-yeah. You should replace it. Keeping it like this ruins the feel, and the mattress wears out fast. The balance goes off, and one side could sag completely."
"Yeah, I guess... Hmm..."
While she pondered, I set the mattress back down and tidied up.
Then, just like the senior techs said, I plopped down first.
"Lifting and setting the mattress takes it out of me—mind if I sit for a sec? I can show you the new models here."
Sitting on the bed and looking up at her, the pondering customer slid over and sat beside me.
Squeak.
The old frame's creak was way too suggestive.
Did she notice too?
Somehow, her breaths felt so warm.
"Check your phone here—this is the new model that just came out?"
I deliberately held my phone in my right hand, showing it to her naturally but from as far as possible.
Our warm forearms brushed, then parted.
It felt like a pleasant electric tingle over my skin.
"I'm good on new models. I don't sleep with my husband at the same time anyway. He snores like crazy."
Pretending to show product details, I leaned closer—warm, lewd scent rose from her cleavage.
I blatantly stole glances at her tits as I spoke.
"Lots of folks these days have separate rooms, Customer. Couples often use beds separately."
To peer closely at the product, she leaned toward me.
Her huge tits squished against my arm.
"If price is an issue, you could get discounts with a card combo?"
"Oh, I don't even know how that works. Too much hassle."
I slid the phone aside slightly, luring her even closer.
"I can come over personally and help transfer your utilities and stuff."
The customer wobbled a bit and placed her hand on my thigh.
Her pinky brushed my glans.
"Oh my, w-well, then... I'd be so grateful."
Her pinky moved subtly, hooking my glans.
Throb, throb.
Precum gushed out wildly, slicking her pinky.
Our moist breaths tangled, making the air humid.
A head-spinning scent.
I pretended not to notice her pinky, and she pretended not to notice my rock-hard cock.