Chapter 161: Forcing Her to Wear Office Wear[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 161: Forcing Her to Wear Office Wear[R-18]
‘…I think it’s a little tight.’
Priscilla anxiously kept checking her outfit.
A white blouse that hugged her chest tightly, accentuating her figure.
Paired with a tight black skirt that came up to above her knees.
If Priscilla had been knowledgeable in certain areas, she might have recognized the "office girl" aesthetic.
But she had no time for such thoughts.
The skirt was far too short for a noblewoman, a married one at that, to be wearing.
It rode up so high that it exposed half of her thighs.
It had looked so modest at first glance.
But this was more revealing than most other outfits.
‘I think my underwear is going to show…’
She tried to pull the skirt down slightly to cover herself up more.
But it was as effective as trying to hide the crack of your ass by tugging down a bikini bottom.
What if her butt was actually visible from behind?
Priscilla was so self-conscious she could barely walk.
The lord had no idea that her hesitant, fidgety movements only made her look even more erotic.
“Honestly. Such terrible taste.”
If she had her way, she would have ripped it off in an instant.
But she had no right to refuse.
This was Hyun-woo’s command, and the two of them were bound by a ‘bet.’
She had no choice but to wear this for the rest of the day.
With a heart half-full of shame and half-trembling with a strange thrill, Priscilla headed to her office.
“Oh, my lady! It looks so good on you!”
“I-It does?”
A maid who had come to attend to her complimented her.
It wasn't teasing, but a genuine exclamation of admiration.
But to Priscilla, who felt it was inappropriate for her age, a wave of shame was all she could feel.
“Doesn’t it look strange? This is something young girls wear these days.”
“Oh, what are you talking about? Honestly, who would look at you and think that, my lady?”
“R-Really?”
“To be honest, even I’m jealous of how firm your skin is. And to have such style without even trying to dress up… That’s just cheating.”
“Hmm.”
Ever since her husband passed away, Priscilla had been famous for not dressing up.
To be precise, she didn’t indulge in luxuries.
This was incredibly rare for a noblewoman, especially one beautiful enough to make a name for herself in high society.
Moreover, Priscilla was a lord respected by all.
Knowing why she had given up her joys as a woman, the other maids felt a strange sense of pity for her.
Each of them also personally held respect and affection for Priscilla.
So when that same Priscilla, for reasons unknown, paid attention to her style, they couldn't just let it pass. That wouldn't make them good maids.
“It really suits you so well. It would be wonderful if you dressed up like this every day.”
“S-Stop teasing me. How old do you think I am?”
“But it looks so good on you. Even plain clothes look amazing when you wear them, my lady. I’m so envious.”
Priscilla’s face flushed a deep red.
Seeing her cute reaction, the maid smiled brightly.
“If you went out like this, all the men wouldn’t be able to take their eyes off you.”
“I-I can’t possibly go out! The skirt is already so short, I can’t stop thinking about it…”
The maid held back the words, ‘Your usual outfits were similarly risqué.’
In truth, Priscilla’s usual attire had very little ‘exposure.’
It was just that because of her explosive figure, the feminine curves of her body were so pronounced that she looked more erotic than a woman in a revealing outfit.
Her overwhelming bust and pelvic line were enough to make even other women gasp in admiration.
Having seen that her whole life, the maid could only offer a wry smile.
“So, will you be working in that outfit today?”
“I should find something to wear over… No, yes. I will.”
“Hee hee… I should tell the others. Tell them to come get a look since it’s a special occasion.”
“...You are teasing me, aren’t you?”
“Oh, you caught me? How scary.”
Just as Priscilla was about to get genuinely angry, the maid, having finished her duties, giggled and scurried away.
Priscilla let out a deep sigh.
She had been embarrassed from the start, but the maid’s words made a fresh wave of shame wash over her.
Of course, she knew the compliments were sincere.
If Priscilla had worn this of her own volition, she would have felt joy and even confidence from the praise.
But she had been forced into it.
Realizing how others perceived this provocative outfit, she became even more conscious of her lower body.
‘At my age…’
Shouldn’t girls like Ryuz or Lorein be the ones wearing this?
She couldn’t understand why he was doing this to her.
In any case, she couldn’t neglect her duties as lord just because she was embarrassed.
Priscilla sat down at her desk in the office.
“Phew.”
Perhaps because it was a place she had worked for so long, she finally felt a sense of relief as she sat down.
Here, she didn't have to worry about her skirt riding up and revealing what was underneath.
She didn't have to mind the gazes of others.
Just as Priscilla was feeling a strange sense of security…
—Knock, knock, knock
A knock suddenly sounded at the door.
Who could it be at this hour?
She had arrived a little late today because of the clothes, so it might be about work.
“Come in.”
Priscilla answered as she always did, but her expression immediately soured.
“Lee Hyun-woo…”
“It makes me sad to see you scowling so early in the morning.”
“And you thought I’d welcome you with open arms?”
“That’s so harsh. You were clinging to me last night, saying how much you liked it.”
“…Let’s not talk about that.”
She had just managed to forget.
Remembering what happened last night made her face burn.
Hyun-woo watched her as if she were adorable.
‘This boy is…’
She hadn't been able to think straight yesterday, but now she was certain.
Hyun-woo truly saw her as a woman.
He saw her as an equal, and at the same time, it felt like he wasn't treating her with the respect due to an elder, which made the back of her neck grow hot.
“Why on earth are you doing this? You could marry any noble you want.”
“But they wouldn’t be the women of the Armeina family, would they?”
Hyun-woo smiled as he approached her.
He then naturally tilted her chin up and kissed her on the lips.
“Hmph…”
For a moment, Priscilla tried to push him away, but she gave up when she remembered the ‘bet’ and the ‘promise.’
The hand she had raised fell limply to her side.
Come to think of it, he had said he would kiss her instead of greeting her every time he came.
‘He’s… so good at this…’
Priscilla tried her best not to react.
But after just a few seconds, she realized it was impossible.
His soft tongue moved with such skill.
An ecstatic, sweet pleasure filled her mouth.
How could a simple kiss feel this good?
In the end, all she could do was surrender her lips and tongue, letting him lead.
“Uungh… Hah… slurp…”
Before she knew it, her eyes had glazed over.
Her tongue moved on its own, tangling with his.
In truth, her response was already far more honest and eager than it had been the day before, but lost in a daze of pleasure, Priscilla couldn't even tell.
“Chuu…”
The kiss, which felt like it could last forever, finally ended.
Only then was Priscilla able to regain some of her senses.
“You have a lewd look on your face. Did you enjoy it?”
“O-Of course not.”
She quickly denied it, but her reaction made her words unconvincing.
Hyun-woo just chuckled.
“We’ll go with that, then.”
Hyun-woo’s eyes scanned her seated form.
The blouse and skirt he had chosen himself.
As his blatant gaze swept over her, she felt a phantom heat rise wherever it touched.
“It suits you even better than I thought.”
“…Why are you making an old woman like me wear something like this?”
“That’s what’s so good about it. Ah, could you stand up for me?”
“…”
Priscilla wanted to say something back, but in the end, she obediently rose from her seat.
As expected, Hyun-woo’s gaze shamelessly roamed over her chest and ass.
‘…This is so embarrassing.’
Just walking around was humiliating enough to make her want to die.
But to have a man young enough to be her son stare at her so openly…
It was something she could never have imagined as a lord.
But Hyun-woo’s actions didn’t stop there.
“Could you hop up on the desk, just resting your butt on the edge, and spread your legs for me?”
“…Why are you making me do that?”
“I’d like a look at your panties from down here.”
“A-Are you crazy?”
“When a woman wears a skirt this short, isn’t it only natural to want to see her panties?”
“How is that natural! No, even if it were, who asks someone to show them so directly!”
“Why are you acting like you don’t know? Did you really think I made you wear such a short skirt for no reason?”
Priscilla glared at Hyun-woo with the most intimidating expression she could muster.
But he just wore that characteristic, sly smile of his.
“I deliberately didn’t specify what underwear to wear. I’m looking forward to seeing what kind of panties you chose, Priscilla.”
“…You really are a hopeless pervert.”
“So you don’t want to do it? It’ll be a problem if you refuse such a simple request.”
“…”
Because of the bet, Priscilla couldn't refuse.
But to make her pose in a way that showed her panties…
She was already so conscious of her rear end.
In her right mind, it was an impossible act.
Even now, she felt like her face would explode from the shame.
And this was her office, the place where she worked.
But Hyun-woo, as if displeased with her hesitation, spoke as if he were doling out a punishment.
“Since you keep refusing, I’ll be confiscating your bra for the rest of the day.”
“B-But then my nipples will…”
“Or would you rather I strip off your panties right here?”
“…”
Priscilla bit her lip hard.
Spend the day without panties while wearing such a tight skirt?
It was no different from walking around with the crack of her ass on display.
Her private parts would be visible with every step she took.
And she knew it wasn't just an empty threat.
This was the boy who had done the unthinkable and seduced both sisters at once.
What seemed outrageous to Priscilla might be nothing to Hyun-woo.
Finally, on the verge of tears, Priscilla nodded.
“I’ll do it… so please, just take the bra.”
“This is why I like you, Priscilla. You may be a little slow, but you always make the wise decision in the end.”
Hyun-woo’s smiling face had returned in an instant.
Priscilla looked at him resentfully.
Of course, such a minor act of defiance didn't faze the magician in the slightest.
“Haaah… To think I’m doing this for a boy young enough to be my son.”
“That’s what makes it more exciting, isn’t it?”
“…”
Instead of answering, Priscilla did as Hyun-woo said and got on the desk.
A glimpse of her panties was visible between her smooth legs and the hem of her skirt.
It was a pose that perfectly showcased them.
Hyun-woo bent down slightly to get a better look and smirked.
“You’re radiating an incredible amount of heat. You must be pretty worked up, huh?”
“Shut up.”
“Still, I’m glad you wore rather mature panties. I thought you’d wear something cute like last time.”
Hyun-woo deliberately chose words that would provoke Priscilla.
The act of showing her own panties, combined with his insulting words, made Priscilla’s face turn an even deeper shade of red.
Her blue eyes even welled up with tears of humiliation.
But all she could do was display her erotic body.
Watching her, Hyun-woo’s smile grew even more satisfied.
“When you make a face that lovely, it’s hard for me to hold back.”
