Practice Session
The woman named Seol-ah kept sneaking glances at me.
Just a moment ago, we’d at least been looking at each other face-to-face, but those ridiculous double thumbs-ups had only made the atmosphere even more awkward.
"S-so... should we start?"
"...Yes."
I decided to move on right away.
Thankfully, Seol-ah didn’t object.
But before that, there was something very important left to do.
"Th-then..."
I held out my hand.
Pay up. It was prepaid, after all.
Seol-ah seemed to realize it too, because she quickly opened her wallet.
And out came a single check.
Ten million won. I’d just made ten million won.
After settling the payment, I went with her toward the bed and asked casually whether she’d heard about how this worked.
She only gave a small nod, carefully avoiding my eyes.
"Take off your robe and lie down face-first."
My voice came out harsher than I intended.
I hadn’t meant for it to sound like that, but I was nervous, so...
Seol-ah followed my instruction without asking a single question.
The robe that had been hiding her body slipped away, revealing her in nothing but her underwear.
She had a slender build overall, and the narrow curve of her waist was especially striking.
But her breasts were bigger than I’d expected.
Her hips were nice too.
I’d assumed her body would be as youthful as her face, but what she’d been hiding was no small thing.
Wearing only blue underwear, she lay face-down on the bed.
Seeing that, the thought flashed through my mind that she was going to regret wearing it.
I’d already seen how this would end with Miju, so I could roughly guess the fate of that underwear.
I sat down to Seol-ah’s left and got ready to begin.
How did I start again...?
I thought back to that day with Miju.
The first thing I’d done was climb up over her hips.
This time, I took my place above her hips the same way, but... unlike before, flopping down with a loud thud was a little...
So I ended up in a slightly awkward posture, but I ignored it and moved on.
Focus.
I waited for the pink spots to rise on her white back.
But the situation was completely different from what I’d expected, and I was thrown off for a moment.
"Different, huh?"
Jumi, watching me from the side, giggled.
Seol-ah, lying beneath me, couldn’t see or hear Jumi, so I had no way to answer.
That meant I had no choice but to listen.
"I told you, didn’t I? It’d be harder than last time."
Still, wasn’t this a bit much?
It was practically the level of a bruise from being beaten.
I had a strong feeling this was going to take a lot longer than I’d thought.
"Then I’ll start."
The position was similar to Miju’s.
I started with her neck.
Press.
"Hnngh..."
Even with only a light touch, her body twitched, accompanied by a breathy moan that escaped her immediately.
It wasn’t as blatant a reaction as Miju’s, but it definitely wasn’t the kind that came from pain or itchiness.
Those bruise-dark marks showed no change at all.
Unlike Miju, where every press brought an immediate shift, this was nothing like that.
I pressed again, this time applying a little more force.
"Ah."
She bit down on her lip and endured it.
But she couldn’t hide her body, which shivered all over.
Again, press.
"Aah... sir."
"Yes?"
"I-is this how it’s supposed to be?"
"How what?"
"N-no, it’s... never mind."
I knew exactly what she meant.
But I couldn’t exactly pretend otherwise.
I didn’t have the words to explain it.
I couldn’t very well say, You’re going to be dripping all over the place.
"Huuup..."
The same reactions kept coming after that.
By then, she seemed to have adjusted a little, because the moans had quieted down, but her body was growing hotter and hotter all the same.
I had to stay at her neck for a long while.
By my estimate, it must have been around ten minutes.
Only after all that effort did the bruise-colored mark on her neck finally vanish cleanly.
"If it’s like this here... this is really going to take a while."
"Pardon?"
"Ah, no, never mind."
At my muttered words, Seol-ah turned her head to look at me. Her eyes were like those of someone getting drunk.
Like her focus was slipping away.
She’ll be okay, right?
I moved lower.
With Miju, the pink spot had appeared near the shoulder blade.
But Seol-ah’s was farther to the side than that.
Specifically, a dark red mark had appeared just below her armpit.
The location was awkward, to say the least.
It sat right above the side of her chest, which was pushed out a little because she was lying face-down.
A perfect spot for misunderstandings.
And there was another problem.
The underwear she was wearing now.
It was covering that area.
In other words...
"I think we’re going to have to take this off."
"Pardon?"
"Yes."
"Ah..."
"Should I do it for you?"
"No. I-I’ll do it."
I stepped aside a little, and she turned away from me and removed her underwear on her own.
Then, covering her chest with one arm, she quickly lay face-down again.
"All right, then, next."
Trying to act unfazed, I set my finger on the spot that was no longer covered.
Until now, I’d mainly used my thumb, but that wouldn’t work here. The angle was wrong.
So I placed my hand on her back and used my middle finger to find the spot.
My hand ended up looking as if I were holding her down from behind so she couldn’t move.
Slowly. Not too hard.
I pressed the tip of my finger into her ribs, careful not to use too much force in case it hurt.
But before I could even really do anything—
"Aaaah!!"
Her body, which had been trying to spring up, couldn’t move because my hand was pinning it down.
Then she suddenly twisted around.
I hadn’t been sitting on her hips, so before I could react, her body had already turned over.
And in my hand, which had been on her back, I was no longer touching a flat back, but something soft and yielding instead.
"Eek!"
"No, what the—"
What the hell was this situation?
I jumped aside in shock, and Seol-ah quickly turned back over and covered her chest again.
Jumi took one look at the mess and nearly rolled over laughing beside me.
"I-I mean, if you suddenly turn like that..."
"S-sorry."
"No, it’s not that serious."
"......"
There was something I wanted to say.
But I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should, and then thought: well, the double thumbs-up already made things weird, so what was there left to worry about?
So I said it.
"Anyway, I’ll have to work on your chest a little later too, so you don’t need to think too much about what just happened..."
"......"
Did I just make it worse?
The mood felt completely wrecked.
Jumi wasn’t just laughing anymore; she looked like she was about to cry.
Who would’ve thought some wandering spirit could cry like that?
We couldn’t keep standing around like this forever.
"Can we start again?"
"...Yes."
"Mm... and try not to move again, okay?"
I deliberately let the rest trail off.
But since I’d basically sat on her butt, she probably understood the rest without me having to spell it out.
The massage started again.
I could tell she was trying hard to bear it.
Her teeth were clenched, she was groaning low in her throat, and her hands were gripping the bedsheet so tightly they trembled.
But hadn’t Jumi said before that Miju was the unusual one?
Seol-ah here didn’t seem all that different from Miju at all.
The only difference was whether she let it show in words; the reactions her body gave were no different whatsoever.
Even this area, after everything it had put us through, was finally finished.
Once I confirmed the spot had vanished completely, I moved lower.
Like the part I’d done before, another one had appeared to the side.
Only this time it sat lower, in the hollow of her waist.
That meant my hand ended up in almost the exact same position as before.
It was almost like...
"Doggy style?"
That rotten spirit again.
Now I’d imagined it too.
Still, she was right about the hand position.
The only difference was that this time I was just moving my finger, not holding and rocking anything back and forth.
And of course, I wasn’t putting anything in.
"H-heheh... nghhh."
Now she was crying for real.
She was trying to hold back, but it didn’t seem easy.
Pitiful, in a way.
If we were closer, I probably would’ve told her to just scream if she needed to.
I held the sobbing Seol-ah in place and finally finished her waist.
That completed the back half of her upper body.
But her lower body was still left.
From the quick glance I’d gotten earlier, it looked even worse than the rest.
We’d already spent about thirty minutes, too... I had a strong suspicion there was no way we’d finish within two hours.
"E-excuse me, could we rest just a little?"
At Seol-ah’s words, I glanced at Jumi, and she nodded.
"Fine. Let’s take ten minutes."
She’d had it rough enough, so I should let her rest.
If she passed out halfway through like Miju had, I’d be disappointed.
Today, I was going to see this through to the end.
* * *
Ten minutes of rest.
What followed was another forty-minute battle.
Especially when I targeted the inner thighs; even Seol-ah, who’d been enduring it up to that point, finally let everything go.
The blue underwear she’d worn today had already lost its function as underwear.
The wet patch kept spreading, and then, once it burst completely around her thighs, there wasn’t any blue left to be seen.
Honestly, I wanted to tell her to just take it off and stop bothering with it.
It was only making her uncomfortable anyway.
Then the opportunity came.
Jumi, who’d stopped me just as I was about to finish the back side, pointed at her butt.
Why was I skipping this part?
Except I couldn’t see it.
It was hidden inside her underwear.
If I was going to work on something hidden inside her underwear, then... I’d have to take it off.
"Seol-ah?"
"Yes?"
"I think we’ll need to pull this down too."
"Ah..."
"Should I do it?"
"No! I-I’ll do it myself."
Well, fine by me.
This time I didn’t look away.
There was no reason to, when all she had to do was lower her underwear a little. Like getting an injection in the butt—though, all right, this was going a bit lower than that.
But Seol-ah moved in a way I hadn’t expected at all.
Whoosh.
A pair of soaked underwear fell to the floor beneath the bed.
Had I explained it badly? I’d said she needed to lower them, not rip them off completely.
Not that it mattered to me...
Now completely naked, Seol-ah lay back down again.
"Look at this one. She’s flirting right out in the open."
Jumi was delighted.
I could kind of guess why she was so happy.
She’d said before that what she liked most was watching me get tangled up with women, after all.
She must’ve seen a very promising future there.
"If you touch that, she’s definitely going to give in. Go on, work her over a little."
Work her over?
What was I supposed to do with that?
"Do you really have to press only there? Casually touch somewhere else too. You know?"
She was teaching me some really great things.
Honestly, I was tempted.
It wasn’t exactly easy for me to resist looking at this.
I might not be as bad off as Seol-ah, but I was still holding back the same sort of discomfort.
And my pants had long since started threatening to split open.
"All right, then."
Begin.
I pressed just above her butt.
As her hips naturally opened, two things came into view beneath her.
What should have been there, and something I hadn’t expected at all.
"Aaaah! More! More! More!"
She was more aggressive than at any point before.
Where had all that earlier embarrassment gone?
It looked like she’d thrown off everything along with her clothes.
If she was going to react like this...
Then I’d just have to meet her where she was.
Press. Press. Press. Press.
You’re dead.