Crossing the Line with the Massage Therapist
“Later, could you teach me this skill…?”
“Eh? What kind of…”
“Like this… one where you touch the body and make them feel good. Especially… women…”
“Oppa… you probably don’t need any such skill.”
Her face was flushed red, and she bit down on her lower lip so hard it looked like she couldn’t stand it anymore.
And yet she was still rubbing her slit’s cleft against Yeonwoo’s cock.
She was about to accept it the moment he gave permission…
“So? You don’t want it?”
At Yeonwoo’s words, she shook her head rapidly in panic.
“No… if that’s what Oppa wants, I’ll do it. I’ll show you everything I know.”
“Personally?”
“Yes… personally…”
“You have to keep the promise.”
“Okay. Then… can I put it in?”
She was asking for permission while openly revealing her lust.
Yeonwoo looked at the professional woman who was rubbing her slit against his cock and begging to be inserted, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.
*Now… I can have any woman I want!!!!*
Inside his heart he roared with joy, and he told her as if bestowing mercy.
“Fine.”
Yeonwoo’s permission had been granted.
The moment those words left his mouth, her movements sped up.
Her hand immediately slid down and gripped his throbbing, pulsating cock tightly.
Her fingers traced the outline of that massive cock, and she trembled again at its size and heat.
“Haaang…”
Yeonwoo watched as she positioned his cock exactly inside her open slit, and as her hips slowly lowered, swallowing him whole.
Swooosh…
His cock slid into her tight sheath.
“Ugh!!! Oppa!!!! What are you doing!!! What’s happening to me!!!”
She who had craved it so desperately let out a mad scream the instant she took his cock.
She had been so desperate she hadn’t even used a condom.
That was why the warmth and the clench felt so direct and vivid.
“A condom…?”
Yeonwoo asked breathlessly.
“This is…”
Her voice was choked all the way up to her throat and she couldn’t finish her sentence.
Her slit clenched around his cock with even greater force.
“This is… a special service I give to Oppa.”
She leaned her body forward, bringing her lips close to his ear and whispered.
“This… is a service I don’t do for anyone else.”
Her hot breath tickled him.
“If you want, of course I’ll wear the condom. But…”
She moved her hips to take him even deeper.
“Without it… would be much more pleasurable.”
Yeonwoo burst out laughing.
*You want it without… then you must be more desperate than me.*
“Hahaha, got it. Just without it.”
“Huuuung… thank you, Oppa.”
Her waist began to move faster.
Up until now this had been her “service,” but now it was clearly just plain man-and-woman sex.
She was on top of Yeonwoo, clinging to his body, greedily taking everything he gave her.
“Oppa… really… it’s too good… I’m going crazy… I… ”
Probably as a professional sex worker,
It was extremely rare for her to feel this “ordinary” but “real” pleasure.
Most of her relationships had been calculated or fake,
mere tools for survival,
but this sex, which involved real emotions and felt at Emotion Value 70 or above, was definitely a special experience.
She moved vigorously.
Her hips slammed against his pelvis,
and her firm thighs rippled with each thrust.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
She twisted and writhed in every possible angle, chasing for new stimulation.
And even at this moment she used the skill to make Yeonwoo feel good, proving she was an expert in this field.
“Huhng… it’s impossible… it’s all in… Oppa… you’re really filling me up completely. Oppa… take me. Aaaah!!!”
Her moans had never been controlled from the beginning.
It was a suffocating wail,
a hymn to pleasure,
and an expression of shock at the pleasure she herself was feeling.
“Ah… ahh! Oppa… it’s so good… I’m crazy, me… it can be this… this good…”
Yeonwoo stayed lying down, letting her “use” him.
He didn’t actively respond to her movements.
Instead, his hands simply held her hips and gave light assistance.
This expert of the pleasure world, a woman who was skilled at controlling men with the tips of her fingers and tongue, was merely watching with amusement as she broke down into uncontrollable ecstasy right in front of her customer.
The pleasure it gave went far beyond simple sexual satisfaction.
[Emotion Value 77]
The number he had forced up to 80 had dropped to the low 70s, but it was rising slowly again.
“Oppa… Oppa… I… I’m going… I’m dying from how good it feels… haaaaah!!!”
Thanks to the extreme excitement she had been in from before insertion, the orgasm came faster and more intensely than expected.
Her entire body suddenly tightened like a drawn bow, trembling.
Especially her slit clenched around his cock with unbelievable speed and strength.
Yeonwoo no longer held back the rush of cum surging into his cock.
He accepted the perfect clench and rhythm she created without change.
That was one of the skills he had wanted to learn.
“Oppa… Oppa… Oppa!!!!”
The moment her last cry turned into a scream, Yeonwoo thrust his hips upward, pouring his hot, violent semen deep inside her.
“Huhck! Huhck! Fucking bitch… really… good.”
“Oppa… Oppa is really the best too.”
Even as Yeonwoo came, she kept moving, pushing his pleasure to the extreme.
Finally,
all tension dissolved.
She collapsed weakly onto his chest.
“Oppa… just a little longer… I… I feel so full I can’t move right now. My body is weak.”
Her voice had lost strength and was hazy from the overwhelming pleasure she had never felt before.
“You do this every time?”
“I went crazy. Otherwise I’d starve to death. I can only do one person a day… so Oppa… you’re special.”
“Alright. Slowly.”
Yeonwoo answered quietly.
His hand stroked her slippery body with oil.
“Thank you…”
She buried her face in his chest and murmured.
“I’ll rest a bit… then I’ll wash you clean.”
She had been a “professional masseuse” named Strawberry, but at this moment she was nothing but a woman moaning in pleasure.
After Yeonwoo’s cock had softened, she still didn’t get up; she kept his cock inside her slit for a while longer.
***
When Yeonwoo left the room, the team leader was already waiting in the hallway.
He smiled meaningfully at Yeonwoo and said,
“How was it? Did the stress come out?”
Yeonwoo gave a tired smile and nodded.
“Yes, team leader. It was really… a special experience.”
Yeonwoo had Strawberry’s hidden personal phone number in his pocket.
***
Weekday evening, office.
Yeonwoo checked his last email and turned off the PC.
*Is Hye-na… okay?*
Her voice from earlier in the afternoon had been on his mind.
She had suddenly mentioned her father collapsing and going to the hospital.
Yeonwoo, worried, called Hye-na again.
[Still at the hospital?]
[Yeah… she’s in surgery.]
[Really? I’ll come with you.]
[No… it’s fine. There are a lot of relatives here, and if you come too it’ll be too chaotic. I’ll call you later.]
[Okay. It’s probably nothing. Don’t worry. If something happens, definitely contact me.]
[Okay. I got it, Oppa. Thank you.]
After hanging up with Hye-na and reaching for his bag, his smartphone vibrated.
It was Seonyeong.
[Oppa, do you have time today?]
***
Quiet izakaya.
Yeonwoo and Seonyeong sat facing each other.
That day…
It was the first time he had met her after having a hot relationship with the sleeping Hye-na next to him.
[Target information: Seonyeong Emotion Value 45]
Her Emotion Value hadn’t fallen below 45 even in front of Yeonwoo.
It was a number that could almost be called love.
Just that number told him how she felt about him now.
“Long time no see.”
Yeonwoo greeted her normally.
“Yeah… how have you been, Oppa?”
Seonyeong answered with a slightly awkward smile.
“Yeah… you?”
“I… actually had a really hard time. Work and the relationship with Hye-na…”
She lowered her head slightly.
“Have you talked to Hye-na about it?”
“About Hye-na…”
Seonyeong paused for a moment.
“She seemed like she didn’t know anything. She acted just like usual. That’s why… my heart feels heavier.”
“Actually…”
Yeonwoo slowly lifted his glass and said.
“Hye-na knows everything too. She was awake that day…”
“Really?!”
She was genuinely shocked.
Seonyeong lowered her head and covered her face with both hands.
“Ah… what am I going to do…”
Her shoulders trembled faintly.
“I… I thought Hye-na was fine…”
“That’s how much she cares for you. To put it bluntly… Hye-na is worried too that your relationship with me might collapse.”
“Ah… what am I going to do…”
Yeonwoo tried to divert the conversation to something else to ease her panic and confusion.
“Oh! Did you hear the news that Hye-na’s father collapsed?”
“Yeah…”
“He looked really busy right now. When he’s better, let’s go together.”
“I don’t know. Will I even be able to see Hye-na’s face properly…”
“Hye-na will understand too.”
Seonyeong looked at Yeonwoo with a sincere expression and said.
“Oppa? How about you?”
“Eh?”
“I actually came today because I wanted to see Oppa.”
“…”
“You know how many swear words I’ll get for what I did… I felt a lot of guilt. Actually… Hye-na is such a precious friend to me… but the more so, the more I keep thinking about Oppa. Me… I really am a slut, right?”
She stopped talking and took a deep breath.
Yeonwoo understood what Seonyeong was trying to say.
The feelings she had for him.
And the intense pleasure he had felt that day…
It was a level of emotion that couldn’t be forgotten.
Seonyeong twisted her body on her seat.
Sitting with her back leaning against the table, she leaned one shoulder back and took off the jacket she was wearing, placing it beside her.
It was an action that deliberately highlighted the lines of her body.
Yeonwoo’s gaze naturally moved to her.
Only now did Yeonwoo notice her outfit in detail.
He had thought it was a plain black dress, but it wasn’t.
When the jacket she had been wearing slipped off, the dress revealed beneath was extremely lewd and provocative.
The V-neck plunged deeply, leaving her full cleavage exposed.
Inside, her bra was naturally visible.
It was as if revealing the bra had been the original design intention of this dress…
It clearly had another “intention.”
Color, design, exposure…
Seonyeong took a sip of her drink.
And only then managed to speak.
“I… I can’t say it, but I want Oppa to hug me. But… I really want to be hugged.”
“Seonyeong…”
“Oppa… please become a bad person for me.”
“Eh? What does that mean?”
“I’m going to drink a lot of alcohol today. I won’t be able to control myself… so if Oppa touches my body, I won’t reject you. I have to be like that…”
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
Yeonwoo couldn’t understand her rambling words.
“That day I became the bad one, so that happened… today I want Oppa to become the bad person!!!”
“You keep saying weird things. Just go home already.”
“This dress I’m wearing… is it really that lewd? With just a little movement… my underwear will be completely visible…”
“Yeah. That’s why move a little slower.”
“If a woman dressed like this is spreading herself out in front of you… what would you do?”
“So… what does that even mean. Are you telling me to rape you?”
Only then did Seonyeong nod her head.
And she lowered her head as if realizing her own words were absurd.
“Yes. Rape me.”
