A Special Kind of Service
Yeah. After scolding her that much since morning, it made sense she might say at least a few words in the car.
Being a team leader means knowing how to handle people, after all.
It’s better to soothe her gently rather than keep hammering at her. Yeah. That’s it. I shouldn’t overthink it anymore.
“Oppa. It hurts. Rub it more gently.”
“Uh… sorry. Did that hurt?”
I’d tried not to dwell on it, but it seemed I’d been using too much force without realizing.
Min-ah puffed out her cheeks in a full pout, clearly showing her displeasure.
“Did the client give you a hard time today?”
“Uh… no. Nothing special.”
“Then why do you look so upset, Oppa?”
At Min-ah’s question I lost my words for a moment. Then I asked her back.
“Did I look that bad?”
“Yes. It’s exactly the same face you had last time when that client demanded those ridiculous revisions and you were shouting so loud that people came down from the floor below.”
…Had I really been that obvious?
“Sorry. It’s nothing.”
“Hmph.”
To melt the heart of my sulking fiancée, I poured my full attention into the massage again.
“How’s that? Feel good?”
“Aaaaah. Yes, it feels so good.”
Simple-hearted Min-ah seemed to forgive me quickly; her voice had already brightened.
Once I finished and sat beside her, Min-ah rose from her spot.
“Oppa, lie down. Today I’ll give you a massage.”
“Huh? Your massages never feel that great, though.”
“Tsk. Just lie down already.”
I awkwardly stretched out face-down on the sofa. Min-ah climbed onto my back.
“Oof… Min-ah. You really need to stop eating so much chicken.”
“Will you be quiet?”
She poked my side with her fingers. I raised both hands in surrender.
With a face full of mischief, Min-ah kneaded my back and waist.
“How’s that? I’m good, right?”
“Mmm… yeah, you are…”
I couldn’t bring myself to admit that instead of easing my fatigue, it was only piling more on.
“Ehehe. Then how about this?”
Min-ah leaned down, pressing her breasts against my back.
The instant that soft, heavy warmth touched me, my body flinched.
“Seo Min-ah, what are you doing?”
“It’s a special service for Oppa, who worked hard all day.”
Apparently delighted by my reaction, Min-ah ignored my request to get off.
Instead she pressed even closer, giggling behind me.
“What kind of service is this?”
“You’re complaining while receiving our customer-satisfaction special service?”
The moment she finished speaking she smacked my side and burst into quiet laughter.
“Oppa. You’re not allowed to turn around, okay?”
“Huh? Why?”
Even though she’d told me not to look, my eyes reflexively dropped toward the soft sound on the floor.
Her black bra lay there.
“Aish, how embarrassing. Keep your eyes forward from now on.”
The soft pressure against my back grew even stronger.
Min-ah couldn’t hold back her laughter, as if everything amused her endlessly.
“How’s this service? Do you like it?”
“…Yeah. I like it.”
At my answer Min-ah let out a bright, ringing laugh. Her hot breath brushed my ear.
“Want me to do more?”
“…Yeah. More.”
Still straddling my back, Min-ah gently bit my earlobe.
“Turn over and lie on your back, Oppa.”
The moment she lifted herself I rolled over as instructed.
Min-ah climbed onto me again, pressing so close our heartbeats merged, and carefully brought her lips to mine.
The playful expression she’d worn moments ago had completely disappeared.
When I stroked her slender waist, a rough breath slipped between our joined mouths.
“…Haa… ngh…”
As I slowly tugged her t-shirt upward, Min-ah gave a small, embarrassed laugh.
Despite her petite frame, her full, luscious breasts filled my vision.
“I’m shy… don’t stare…”
“How could I possibly look away?”
I wrapped my arms firmly around her waist and pulled her tight against me.
When I gently took one pale breast into my mouth, Min-ah’s moan deepened.
The instant my tongue circled her sensitive, hardened nipple, her back arched like a drawn bow.
Though embarrassment made her try to pull her hips back, she soon pushed her chest forward again, drawn by the pleasure.
Her flushed cheeks and the way her nipples had stiffened revealed just how excited she was.
“Ahh… haa…”
Min-ah’s moans grew richer. Still straddling me, she gazed down with trembling eyes.
“Eek… haa… ahh… You know this is my weak spot… and you’re deliberately tormenting it on purpose? So unfair…”
Despite her grumbling, Min-ah tightened her arms around my neck even more.
Ah, I couldn’t hold back anymore. Honestly, I hadn’t wanted to let her sleep peacefully last night either.
I slid my hands under her waist and thighs, lifting her. She clutched my shoulders in surprise and let out a short cry.
“Oppa! Don’t drop me!”
Even as she shouted, her face bloomed with a smile full of anticipation, arms wrapping tighter around my neck.
The distance from living-room sofa to bed was only a few steps. My impatience made it feel even shorter.
Through the soft breasts pressed to my chest, I could feel her racing heartbeat perfectly.
When I laid Min-ah on the bed, her bright brown hair spilled softly across the white sheets.
She looked up at me, biting her lip. Her mouth seemed to be smiling.
The moment my hand touched her waist, her stomach twitched faintly.
I hooked my fingers into her dolphin shorts and began sliding them down. Min-ah’s eyes followed every movement.
Though she turned her head aside in embarrassment, she still lifted her hips slightly to help me. The gesture was unbearably cute.
Once the shorts slipped past her toes and fell to the floor, Min-ah instinctively pressed her thighs together.
But it was useless at hiding the damp patch already blooming on her panties.
Sensing my gaze, Min-ah blushed and grumbled softly.
“Don’t look at me like that… It’s been like this ever since the massage… It’s all your fault, you know?”
I nodded instead of answering. I pressed my lips to the nape of her neck and breathed warmly against it.
Each time I stimulated her sensitive spot, Min-ah’s body trembled a little more in my arms.
Every slow glide of my lips along her neck drew out small, sweet sounds.
Beneath my hands cupping her breasts, I felt soft warmth and the stiff peaks of her nipples.
“Ahhng… haa… haa… ngh…”
Each gentle twist of her nipples made her moans rougher.
“Haa… Oppa… that spot on my neck… it tickles…”
Even while saying it tickled, she turned her head the other way, unconsciously offering more of her neck.
“Min-ah. Take your panties off.”
Her eyes widened for a second, then she pouted.
“Cheh. You could just take them off yourself…”
Even as she complained, her hands moved downward.
She lifted her hips slightly and pushed the underwear down—slowly, so slowly—past her thighs.
The soaked fabric peeled away from her skin, leaving faint, glistening strands of arousal.
“Haa… hng… don’t look… showing you how wet I am… it’s embarrassing…”
When I simply kept looking at her face, she gave a small smile and continued.
“It’s because Oppa keeps… targeting only the most sensitive places… and teasing me… that’s why I’m like this…”
After sliding the panties all the way off, Min-ah pressed her thighs tightly together and caught her breath.
But the moment my lips trailed down her neck again, the strength in her legs melted away.
She laid her hand over mine as I kneaded her breast. Her flushed cheeks and moist lips filled my vision.
Min-ah’s eyes held only me.
“…It’s unfair that I’m the only one naked. Hurry and take yours off too, Oppa.”
“All right. Stop rushing me.”
My patience had run out. I stripped my clothes off in a hurry. Min-ah looked at my body and smiled brightly.
“Hee… I like it.”
We kissed again. Even as our tongues tangled, my hands never stopped caressing her breasts.
When I rubbed my rigid length against her folds, sticky moans slipped through our sealed mouths.
“Hngh… hng… haa…”
I kept smiling and sliding myself along her wetness. My cock slowly glided over her soaked pussy.
“…Stop teasing me… hurry…”
I spread her entrance and began pushing inside.
The hot opening parted around me. The sensation drew an involuntary groan from my throat.
“Haa… hah… haa…”
Min-ah’s breathing grew harsher.
I moved carefully so as not to hurt her, sinking deeper little by little.
“Ngh… hngh… hng…”
Sending me sweet, melting eyes, Min-ah wrapped her arms around my waist.
Pushing in slowly, I asked her.
“Min-ah, does it hurt? Are you okay?”
At my cautious question she shook her head slightly and hugged my neck even tighter.
Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, sparkling in the light.
“No… it doesn’t hurt… it’s just so full… Oppa, go deeper, please… keep going…”
That desperate voice snapped the last thread of my reason.
I pulled out completely, then drove back in deep.
Her slick inner walls clenched tightly, offering scorching pleasure.
“Ahk! Hng ahng! Oppa, Oppa…!”
The shyness from earlier had vanished. Min-ah rocked her hips to match my rhythm, releasing raw, unrestrained moans.
The sticky discomfort and anxiety I’d felt on the sofa were completely drowned in the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
The woman crying out in my arms right now was entirely mine.
“Mmm… yes! Oppa, harder… do it harder… hngh.”
Min-ah’s pale thighs locked tightly around my waist.
Every time her breasts shook violently, her stiff nipples brushed my chest, driving me even wilder.
Relying on pure instinct, I gripped her waist and thrust roughly.
The bed creaked loudly. Min-ah’s high, sweet moans filled the small room.
When her inner walls finally began to flutter and clamp down hard, I captured her lips in a devouring kiss and barely managed to pull out, spilling myself onto her stomach.
“Haa… haa…”
On the bed where only our ragged breathing remained, I held Min-ah tightly to my chest and kissed her forehead.
She smiled with deep satisfaction and burrowed deeper into my embrace.