Board Game Cafe (3)
Why the long face? What card did she draw? I sidled up next to Yoo Yeonhui and checked the card. It featured a drawing of marijuana along with a lengthy description.
"Marijuana?"
The card described how, while practicing music with fellow bandmates, one of them got busted for marijuana possession. The real kicker came after that.
Corrupt cops frame you all. Spin the roulette—if it's 5 or lower, you get a Criminal Record.
"A criminal record? What's that?"
"It's a rap sheet. If you've got one, you can't get a normal job…."
"Oh."
Things were getting more and more interesting. There was no way the original Life game had stuff like this.
"…Maybe it's not so bad to grab a criminal record quick and switch over to the crime side?"
"Queen of Crime? Sounds badass."
If I could, it'd be the job I'd pick myself.
"Guys, there's more here."
"Hm?"
As I was musing on that, Joo Seoyoon pointed out something we'd missed.
If there's a corrupt cop, you can use a Negotiation card to change the threshold to 3 or 7.
Even reading it again, it was ridiculously overpowered. Was cop the cheat job, or did other jobs have perks like this too?
"Cop is way too broken."
Yoo Yeonhui grumbled in a voice full of complaint. Even as the cop myself, I could see it was busted—what must it look like to her?
"Still, it's not like I get to do whatever I want."
I checked my job card, and sure enough, it explained. It wasn't up to me; it automatically decided based on whether the opponent succeeded or failed the Negotiation card's demand. Yeah, if it were total free rein, it'd be absurdly powerful.
"Oh, right? If you could do whatever, it'd be too OP."
"What a shame."
I'd been planning to wield that power real usefully, but the rules blocked me.
"Ugh, come on, luck's gotta give me something good soon."
Yoo Yeonhui griped at her misfortune with a pout and drew her next card. Wonder what it'd be. Her expression alone told me it wasn't good.
"Haa…."
"What is it?"
Blow the corrupt cop's dick. Success if he cums within 5 minutes.
"You gonna do it?"
"Have to."
Sucking off a subordinate's dick over a stupid game. Hilarious, but normal here. She dropped to her knees and put her hands on my pants.
"Time it right."
"Got it."
The moment Yoo Yeonhui pulled down my pants, I started the timer. Time flew by, and she quickly took my dick in her mouth.
"Slurp!"
"Sis, you cold?"
"Nah, I'm good."
As Yoo Yeonhui blew me, I checked on Joo Seoyoon. She was barely wearing more than underwear—enough to worry about her catching a cold.
That's why they have separate rooms, huh.
The room was toasty, like the boiler was cranking. Intense movement would work up a sweat at this temp.
"Slurrrp…! Slurp… Pwah! Gonna cum?"
"Not yet."
"Hurry up and cum already."
Drool dripping down her chin, Yoo Yeonhui pulled off my dick to urge me on. But cumming isn't something you just do on command. Guys can hold back, but forcing it? No dice.
"Gotta do it right to make it happen. Clock's ticking."
"Damn it. Smooch! Slurp!"
She'd been jerking me with her hand, but at my words, she brought her mouth back to my dick. Her small lips engulfed it again. As a virgin, she shouldn't be skilled, but Yoo Yeonhui's blowjob technique was pretty decent. Obvious reason.
Lunch every day, sucking it out of me….
Common sense: cum on lunch food. She was used to milking me daily at lunch.
"Smooch! Slurp… Slurrrp…!"
"Little more and I'll cum."
Truth was, I had a bit left, but the timer's almost up. A little encouragement like this, and she'd try harder. Everything works better with rewards.
"Slurp! Slurp! Slurrrp… Haa!"
Yoo Yeonhui sucked hard till she choked, gasping as she spat out my dick.
"Haa… Still far?"
A shiny silver thread stretched from her mouth to my dick like a spiderweb.
"For real, just a bit more and I'll cum."
"Hoo… Hmph, slurp…! Slurrrp…!"
Falling for my obvious lie, she caught her breath and swallowed me again. Lunch had been leisurely, but now the time pressure made it tough.
Not a total lie, though.
I really was close. Just not in her five minutes. The timer showed we'd passed it already, but I didn't say a word—squeezed the base a bit and enjoyed her mouth.
"Slurrrp! Slurp… Haa… Smooch!"
"Here it comes."
"Quick…! Slurp!"
At my warning, she lit up and dove back in without breathing. I timed my shot for when she took me deep. Spurt, spurt—cum rode down my shaft into her mouth. But she sensed it and pulled off.
Her mistake.
"Mmph!"
With a bit already in her mouth, she let out a muffled moan, eyes squeezing shut. My twitching dick splattered cum across her face. Not my fault or intention—purely because she pulled away suddenly.
"You okay?"
"Ugh, what the…."
"I'll wipe it off."
"Thanks, sis."
Joo Seoyoon wiped the cum from Yoo Yeonhui's face. I was a tad disappointed at the end but satisfied overall as I cleaned my dick.
"Time? How'd it go?"
"Here."
I showed the timer I'd stopped ages ago: 5:30. Looked a little over, but actually way more since I'd paused it early.
"You hit start right?"
I just shrugged at her suspicious tone. Felt wronged—I'd even pressed it early. Sure, I tricked her, but she'd have failed anyway.
"Now it's gotta be 5 or higher for sure…."
"Fifty-fifty."
Decent odds. But sadly, hope crumbled fast.
"Ah…."
It landed on 1. Even a negotiation success would've failed.
"Move, my turn."
"Step in shit."
"Gonna get a 10."
I ignored Yoo Yeonhui's curse and spun the wheel. No target number, really. Low was better. Quick goal meant win without changes. Lingering meant more dick-sucking like just now.
"High hopes."
"Higher than yours?"
"Just one off?"
As Yoo Yeonhui said, I got a 3. We were both one step from Joo Seoyoon passing us next turn.
"Hope for a good card."
I drew from the cop event pile.
You're assigned to the crackdown squad. Rob passersby of their possessions.
Below that, items to steal based on wheel number.
"Rob possessions, huh."
I eyed Yoo Yeonhui and Joo Seoyoon. Their "possessions"? Just scraps of clothing. Joo Seoyoon's was barely that—a sackcloth rag.
"Sis passes me, and she's screwed."
"Eung… Gotta try."
Wheel luck gonna wheel luck? I shrugged it off. If she got caught, it benefited me.
"Hoo…."
Next, Joo Seoyoon spun tensely. Six spaces away: graduation. A 10 would lap us both. But with her grades, graduating now meant no real degree.
"Phew…."
Unfortunately for me, she got low.
"One, two!"
She moved two and drew a college student card. What event this time? I watched her face closely.
"Ah…."
Despair.
"What?"
"…Lost a book and bombed the exam…."
"GPA drops?"
"6 or lower drops it, 9+ raises…."
Joo Seoyoon spun hopefully.
—Whirr!
Would Lady Luck smile? Halfway.
"8…."
"No drop at least."
"Better than me…."
Her turn passed smoothly. Back to Yoo Yeonhui. But before spinning, she had another shot.
"Switch jobs?"
"Criminal record unlocks new ones."
Early record, time to swap fast.
"Hmm…."
"All trash anyway, pick quick."
"Shut up."
She snapped at my teasing and drew her card.