Chapter 13
Going to meet a friend? Clink. Clink. I came out for breakfast.
By now, their stuffy outfits had improved a lot. With Self-Control at 75 and Openness at 30, Lea had ditched her suffocating sweaters and tracksuits for a boxy T-shirt and jeans. It was still only around level 30 openness, so this was about her limit, but her superior figure meant she couldn't fully hide those curves anyway. That ass of hers was bursting right through the denim.
And Haena sis, with Self-Control at 85 and Openness at 34, was in a V-neck and white jeans—a look that would've been just casual on anyone else. But with her massive tits thrusting out of that V-neck, it turned into something insanely erotic.
I was too busy sneaking glances at their bodies to eat properly, but damn, the food tasted better than ever.
"Um, I'll be coming home a bit late today," Haena sis said to Mom midway through breakfast.
"Oh? What's up?"
"Yeah, an old friend from overseas is back after a long time."
A friend coming in from overseas? A guy? She wouldn't care what I said anyway.
Fuck, it bugs the hell out of me.
"Still, be home before 10."
"Got it. I will."
Nice one, Mom. As expected from the queen of conservatism in these matters. Honestly, with that body and that deceptively normal outfit, she couldn't be wandering around late at night. Who the hell would just leave that alone? I wanted to tail her myself. What kinda punk was it? Or maybe some stunning woman? Getting caught would mean instant oblivion, though.
The one thing that eased my mind a bit was how ice-cold Haena sis was to me and pretty much every other guy. I'd seen her get endless attention, but she never reacted. Her killer looks actually kept most people from approaching in the first place, and even the cocky ones who tried got treated like they didn't exist. That's Im Haena for you.
So, high chance that friend was a girl. But more importantly, if she's back by 10, what about our 8 PM Voyeurism and Exposure session? Looked like I'd have to tweak today's plan.
No need to cling to sis time. Better to pivot quick, optimize farming on another route. Maybe play with Lea more tonight?
"Thanks for the meal." I took my bowl to the sink and washed it right away. I wanted to ogle their bodies longer, but I couldn't waste time like that. My resolve from before couldn't go to waste. Time to kick off today's routine.
Slurp... ahh... Oppa...
Slurp... Lea...
Standing in front of the bed in Lea's room, I shared a passionate kiss with her. I kneaded her ass furiously over her pajamas. We'd already done this once today during the routine, but with Haena sis's evening plans changed, I went to Lea for an extra "massage," and she happily agreed.
Thanks to steadily pumping her stats, she now let me grope her ass during kisses. Breasts were still off-limits, though. Wasn't the standard kiss progression waist, ass, tits? The strategy guide said groping tits over clothes during a kiss needed near E-rank. Not sure if we were there yet, but I chickened out anyway.
Slurp... smooch...
Smooth... While kissing, Lea naturally slipped off her pajama pants. Good girl. Training was paying off. Even with low Submissiveness and Dominance, her high Interest and Desire stats had her asking questions and trying stuff on her own.
Hahng... sluuuurp... smooch...
Lea reacted so well to kisses and caresses. Like she instinctively knew what I'd like. Unlike whoever she might be hanging with outside right now, oblivious to my burning impatience.
Smooth... smooth.
Haaaahng! Oppa! Right there!
I grabbed her waist with both hands and stroked down along her ribs to her hips—killer reaction. So her waist was sensitive.
Smooth... smooth.
Haaaahng! Yes! Oppa...
One more stroke along her waist, and Lea wrapped one of her firm bare legs around my ass. I could feel her slit through my tracksuit, so I ground and shook against it.
Haa... Lea... I love you...
Ahng... haaang... Oppa... me too...
I loved all my family, but right now, Lea was the best. Pouring my surging emotions and lust into my words, I dove back into the kiss.
Smooch. Smooch... slurp...
I pulled her close mid-kiss, and through her pajamas, I felt her nipples hardening. No bra in PJs, huh?
Smooch... mmph... smooch...
Smooth... Stroking her waist, I casually brushed up toward her breasts.
Hahng... mm... there...
Half-expecting rejection, half-worried, but Lea grabbed my hand and pressed it to her tit. Top student. Ace.
There... feels good... hahng... smooch...
With permission granted, I kneaded her breast and rubbed her nipple with my fingers. Hidden by Mom and sis's monsters, I hadn't realized, but Lea's tits were bigger than expected. Overflowing one hand easy.
Sluuurp... Lea... top okay? Not uncomfortable?
Like with her pants, I asked indirectly. No hesitation this time.
Slurp... it is. Smooch... wanna take it off.
Whoa. Without breaking the kiss, Lea undid her pajama top buttons one by one and shrugged it off.
Smooth...
Lea's bare breasts for the first time. Perfect size—not too big—pink nipples, unrealistically perky and firm. Pure temptation. Reason shut down. One hand on a tit, lips to the other.
Smooch. Smooch.
Aaahng!... haaang...
Then tongue to that pink tip. Lea responded, pulling my head closer to her chest.
Aaaaaahng!... Yes!! Oppa!! Aaahng! There!!!
Scratch that waist comment. Lea's whole body was an erogenous zone.
Smack. I laid her on the bed and climbed up. Time to ramp it up. Missionary as usual, aligning my raging hard-on with the wet cameltoe on her panties, shaking. Hands kneading her tits, of course.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Aaaaaahng!!! Ahng!!!! Aaahng!!!
No room for thought. My hips auto-programmed, picking up speed.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Ahng!! Oppa!!! Haaaang!!!
Model student that she was, Lea matched my building pace, bucking her hips.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Her moans blended with the wet symphony from our grinding. Without proper soundproofing, the whole house would've heard. Climax rushed in fast.
Grh!
Aaaaaaaaaaahng!!!
I gripped her tits like handles and hit peak. We savored the afterglow a bit, then I headed back to my room.
Dark room. Lying in bed, drifting off. Then, out of nowhere, a guide screen popped up before my heavy eyes.
Haena Im's F-rank promotion conditions met!
Proceed now? Cost: Current Lust 150
What the hell? She did come home, right? And why's her Lust at 150? Promotion window was good news, but I worried if her Lust spiked from something unintended—rising because of someone else. Lust from anyone but me? Fuck no, I couldn't take that. Haena sis is mine.
Especially after she went out late to meet that friend this morning. I missed her return playing with Lea. Hoping it wasn't some weird shit I imagined, heart pounding, I slipped quietly out my door.
In the dark living room, curtains half-open letting in moonlight, Haena sis stood there. What the hell was she doing? At least she was home—relief. Not the bad scenario I feared.
I answered "Yes" and promoted her to F-rank. Hiding in the corner with my honed voyeur skills, I started spying.
Haena sis glanced around, stood blankly, then took deep breaths. Each inhale-out, her massive chest heaved. That's when I noticed her Lust stat. I'd skipped peeking at stats to promote quick, but her window showed Lust refilling to 50 already—the exact cost amount.
And after standing like that awhile... she suddenly resolved something, sliding a hand under her hem.
Rustle.
She turned toward the moonlit window. Her next move shocked me plenty.
Smooth...
Sis started lifting her clothes, exposing her underwear.