Employee ID Photo Day (1)
After wrapping things up at the cafe, I parted ways with Joo Seoyoon. We'd promised to stay in touch later, of course. Once I got home, all I did was crash. Maybe it was because I'd been churning out cum nonstop since Friday without a break, but the second I hit the bed, I was out cold.
"Wasting a precious holiday like that..."
I had to visit as many buildings as possible, but just like that, Sunday slipped away. I dragged myself to the subway for the commute to work. Even though I'd slept straight through Sunday afternoon, I was still exhausted. My eyes kept drooping because I wasn't fully awake, but I forced them open and managed to board the train.
Guess I'll wake up while groping some tits...
On the subway, you steady yourself by grabbing breasts. That's just common sense, right? Luckily, I ran into that woman I'd asked for her number from on Friday—the one who'd turned me down. Right away, she snapped,
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"Huh?"
Shit. That's all that's ringing in my head.
Did I return to the normal world? Was that fantastical one all just a dream? Fortunately, her next words confirmed everything was still normal. ...Or was it?
"You have to grope inside the clothes! Pervert?"
"Oh, sorry. I wasn't fully awake yet."
"Be more careful, okay?"
She spun away in a huff, but I stuck right to her back and slipped my hand inside her clothes.
Has common sense changed? Or is there some other condition?
Under her white blouse, my hand hit the hard cup of her bra. Sliding beneath it, I felt soft, squishy breast. From the feel... her nipple was a bit on the large side. I wondered what color it was.
C-cup, maybe?
As I kneaded her breast and pinched the nipple, it stiffened a little. I wanted to flip up her clothes and suck it, but that'd land me straight in a holding cell, so I swallowed my tears and held back.
"Hah..."
I kept massaging her tits for over two stops. Naturally, some other woman was groping mine in return, but she kept switching out. Everyone else casually swapped partners as new passengers boarded and others got off, but I stuck with the woman in front of me.
The reasons were simple. She was the best-looking one around, and second, her breasts were the biggest.
Yeonhui and Seoyoon-unnie are the exceptions.
E-cups or bigger in Korea? That's like the rarest of the rare. Since they were such hard-to-find big-titted women, we'd gotten close easily even at the ryokan.
"Ngh... ♥"
Lost in those thoughts while pinching her nipple, the woman groping my chest suddenly shuddered and clamped her thighs together.
"Did you cum?"
"Y-yeah... sorry."
"No problem."
What was there to be sorry about? More importantly, her breasts must be extra sensitive post-orgasm, so I groped them even harder.
"Haahk... ♥"
She trembled and came again after just a little more. Cumming from tits alone like this...
Have my skills improved?
Or maybe this woman was just especially nipple-sensitive. Everyone's erogenous zones vary, after all. Regrettably, she got off before me. After making her cum a few more times, I waved her goodbye. I asked for her number again, but she shot me down flat.
"I wonder when Yujin will text."
That cat girl, So Yujin. I'd given her my number, but no contact yet. Was she really a cat? I hoped not, but you never know.
"Ahh..."
"Yeonhui-ssi?"
"Huh...? Ihyeon...?"
"You okay? You don't look well."
Yoo Yeonhui and I had parted ways in front of the motel on Sunday, slipping back into senior-junior mode at work. She looked utterly drained as we headed into the office.
"Dunno... Guess I didn't sleep well..."
Her hair was a bit messy, like she'd slept in. I asked her worriedly,
"Why not take a half-day off and hit the hospital?"
"Nah. Gotta save my vacation days for a trip."
"Oh yeah? Where to?"
"Guam."
Guam, warm year-round—a luxury winter getaway spot. I'd thought about going myself sometime.
"By yourself?"
"No, with friends."
Yoo Yeonhui's friends, huh. I was curious what they looked like. Pretty girls tend to flock together, right? Sure, some keep an uglier friend around to shine brighter, but that's not Yeonhui's style.
"C'mon, let's head in."
"Yep."
Sure enough, once we entered the company, Yoo Yeonhui took off her skirt. Stockings and panties too, naturally. She stashed her clothes neatly and suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right. We're retaking employee ID photos today."
"Huh? Really?"
Had there been any mention? Even as a newbie intern, I had zero recollection, so this must be another schedule born from the shifted common sense.
"Drop our stuff at the office first, then go."
"Sure."
Whatever—long as I follow Yeonhui, I'm good. At the office, I stashed my pants and underwear in a drawer and waited for her. She rummaged through her things, looking puzzled, like she couldn't find what she wanted.
"What's up?"
"No hair tie."
"Hair tie? Like this one?"
There was one right on her desk. What was she looking for?
"That's a hair tie. Not that."
...Hadn't she said she needed something to tie her hair?
I couldn't even guess what she was after this time.
"Guess I have no choice. Ihyeon, help me out."
"With what?"
She dug into her handbag and pulled something out. A familiar brown-wrapped item. A condom.
"That...?"
"No hair ties left, so gotta make one quick."
With that, she knelt in front of a flustered me and grabbed my dick. Her cold hand from outside made it stiffen right up.
"What? Why won't it fit?"
She tore open the condom and tried sliding it on, but it snagged on the head and wouldn't go down. Someone skilled could manage, but as a virgin, when had Yeonhui ever put one on? Sex ed in school was probably it.
"Hold on. Use mine."
"You have another?"
You never know when something might come up. If we hadn't had a condom at the animal cafe Sunday, it'd have been eternal regret. So I'd packed one in my wallet this morning. Mail-ordered from overseas—thin, sturdy, large size for a comfy fit. Small ones suck: hard to roll on, then no blood flow so it goes soft, or too tight at the base for a satisfying cumshot. No wonder I prepared ahead.
Never dreamed it'd be used like this.
I'd figured next time would be after getting a new girlfriend. Or hitting a brothel.
"Whoa, why's there such a size difference?"
Yeonhui's was a standard convenience store condom—regular size. Compared to my imported one, it felt comically small.
"Mine's a bit big."
"Handy for tying, then."
She tried rolling mine on right away, but I stopped her.
"What about when I cum?"
"Huh? I'll take it in my mouth."
"Then put the condom on after."
"Why?"
Instead of answering, I removed the failed condom and placed it in her hand. She grimaced at the slick lube.
"What is this?"
"Lube."
For smooth insertion without injury.
High-end ones have love gel, I hear.
But both hers and mine were just lubed up. Made for fucking, so safe to suck, but still.
"Feels gross."
"Yeah."
She rubbed it between her fingers, agreeing.
"And it'd make cumming harder."
"Oh."
That's why I'd stopped her. Biggest reason? I didn't wanna wear one.
"Got it. Tell me when you're about to cum, then?"
"Of course."
She swept her hair back, knelt properly in front of me, and got to work. A senior sucking off her junior—like straight out of porn. But now it's daily life.
"......Gotta get used to it."
"Hm?"
"Nothing."
No clue how long this'll last. Could vanish anytime. It appeared out of nowhere, so who knows when it'll go. Might as well enjoy it to the fullest while it does.
"Mind showing me your tits?"
"Tits? Why?"
"Might make me cum faster."
And paizuri if possible.
"Hm, sure."
She shrugged it off, stripped her shirt and bra, leaving her basically naked. Socks, shoes, and ID badge still on, but close enough.
"They're gorgeous."
"What're you saying all of a sudden?"
"Can I have that?"
"Huh?"
I took the bra she'd set on the chair and sniffed the cup. Fresh from wrapping her breasts, thick with her scent.
"Ah, gross!"
She snatched it back.
Guess that's a no-go.
Truly impossible to gauge the line between possible and not. Hell, even this was unthinkable in the old world.