Chapter 44: If It’s the First Meeting, Then I Hope It Won’t Be the Last?
In the end, I decided to invite her.
No, more accurately, I decided to try inviting her.
I had no idea whether Seo Haneul would actually agree.
Of course, Kim Nagyeong had said she absolutely would.
“Pfft... okay. So Nagyeong comes first, before that older sister.”
She seemed determined to protect her place, even if it meant putting down a close older sister.
“Mmm... you keep making me do this...,” she whined.
Still, there was no need to go that far.
“Mm-hmm... Unnie. Really?”
From somewhere a little farther away, I heard Kim Nagyeong’s trembling voice.
What kind of trembling was that? Was she wondering if Seo Haneul would really come? Or worrying about what she’d do if she didn’t?
I’m guessing the second one.
Her voice had that edge of anxiety, like she was genuinely worried she might not be able to walk tomorrow.
“Me? I’m fine, but you’d better come prepared, Unnie. Seriously. Really. I’m not kidding.”
What I was hearing was, as expected, mostly positive.
“No, seriously, Unnie. She’s, like, on a whole different level from athletes. I’m only calling because I’m worried we won’t be able to function tomorrow. Ah, Unnie! It’s not about being a model cat and a warm hearth or whatever! This isn’t some lewd joke!”
Apparently this Seo Haneul woman was the sort who could swallow Kim Nagyeong whole without even trying.
“This is... Signature Tower.”
She was probably going to be a little surprised, wasn’t she?
“No, not a hotel. A residence.”
A residence, not a hotel. The difference there meant a lot.
Maybe I should check my points while I’m at it.
I had 10 Dice Points left.
And 836 Sex Points.
I’d already decided exactly how I was going to buy my dice from here on out.
Every 1 on a die was worth 5 Sex Points.
“Then I’ll definitely be buying the six-sided dice.”
And if I also bought the minimum-roll guarantee item? I’d be able to force nothing but sixes.
“Hm...?”
But the moment I opened the system window, a deep crease formed between my brows.
Emergency patch applied.
1. The dice minimum-roll guarantee item can be used starting at level 30.
2. When purchasing dice with a value of 60 or higher, an additional 50% of dice will be granted.
Ex) 120 (600 S.P.) + 60
“Damn it... bastards.”
They were basically telling me to take even bigger risks. And spend even more Sex Points, too.
“If minimum-roll guarantees are a long-term investment...”
Then this wasn’t easy. Buying a 120-value die could only ever give me a maximum roll of 2. That would cost 600 Sex Points.
But if I spent those 600 points on six-sided dice worth 30 Sex Points each, the minimum total would still be 20.
At the high end, the 120s were obviously better.
“But if I think about the floor, the six-sided dice are the better deal.”
I’d squeeze as much value as I could out of the sixes first, then slowly work my way up to the 120s.
And if I had my way, I’d rather roll the dice when I was having sex. That was the only way to do it properly.
“Th-then... she’s coming.”
After talking for quite a while, Kim Nagyeong let out a sigh and flopped down into her chair.
Her expression said she’d been drained dry.
“So Nagyeong’s weak against Seo Haneul, huh?”
“Ughhh... she’s the one who got me into cheerleading. We’re really close, and she always takes such good care of me, too.”
She sounded grumbly, but her face was bright.
“Are you really okay with this? The three of us, I mean.”
“Mm...?”
Kim Nagyeong tilted her head as if trying to understand what I meant, then smiled innocently.
“I’m fine. I’m a little worried about rumors spreading around the team, though. But you’re not the type to do that, are you, oppa?”
What worried her most was gossip from behind her back. Especially when it came to athletes, who were impossible to trust.
If Seo Haneul had a reputation like that, where else would it have come from unless she’d been running her mouth herself?
Though, to be fair, Haneul noona really is pretty loose.
Even so, they were close, and her nature was still kind at heart, wasn’t it? She just happened to be very, very open.
“I was kind of curious anyway... and if it’s you, oppa, and Haneul noona, then I mean... yeah.”
Actually, it was less curiosity than anticipation. Whether it was two men or two women.
Apparently Haneul noona is really amazing. I wonder how amazing she has to be to get that kind of reputation...
Kim Nagyeong had probably been holding herself back because she didn’t want to get tangled up in ugly rumors. But at the end of the day, her sex drive was pretty strong. And so was her sexual curiosity.
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“Huh. So who exactly is this girl meeting?”
Seo Haneul was riding up the elevator after verifying the visitor request, and she was so dumbfounded she could barely think straight.
As the Seoul nightscape flashed past outside the elevator window, the car climbed higher and higher.
“I heard the 68th floor is the penthouse.”
She’d spent a lot of time in this industry, met plenty of people, gone on TV, and even slept with high-profile men. But even so—
“A penthouse is a first for me. Even if it’s leased. The kind of money that takes...”
He’d only said he drove a foreign car and she didn’t know what kind of work he did, but he clearly wasn’t just an ordinary guy.
And if our puppy called first and suggested a threesome...
Then the man definitely wasn’t ordinary either.
When she’d suggested doing it with athletes before, he’d flatly refused. Tonight, she’d almost said no just because it was a pain to dress up and go out this late, but curiosity beat inconvenience in the end.
Besides, she’d been genuinely surprised by Kim Nagyeong’s suggestion of a threesome.
Ding-dong—
What kind of man had Nagyeong fallen for so hard? Her heart was thumping for no reason at all.
She’d never felt this nervous even when taking on two or three athletes at once.
“Unnie!”
The moment the door opened and Kim Nagyeong appeared, Seo Haneul opened her arms wide and rubbed her face against hers.
“Eek— Unni—! My makeup, my makeup!”
Kim Nagyeong struggled as she immediately got swept up in Seo Haneul’s pace again, then wriggled free and, huffing, led her into the apartment.
“Waaah...”
Once she stepped inside, the living room—bigger than her entire apartment—opened out before her, and beyond it, the glittering night view and the Han River stole a breath from her lungs.
“Hello.”
“Wow. Handsome...”
Then she saw Song Hoon, the man who greeted her.
Seo Haneul caught herself staring at his face and body and let out an involuntary exclamation before covering her mouth.
“I’m sorry for being rude on our first meeting...”
“You’re an interesting one,” Song Hoon said with a grin.
He looked a little different from the image she’d gotten from the photos and videos, probably because his makeup was lighter, but there was a mature beauty to him that set him apart from Kim Nagyeong.
He was tall—well over 170 centimeters—and had a lean, polished body. Hard, clean-cut abs split into an eleven-line pattern, a subtly rounded pelvis, good balance, and a decent B-cup chest. On top of that, he had a bright, easy smile.
Her overall impression was of a striking beauty who looked especially good with short hair.
That’s the guy she called a slut? Someone who loves sex? He doesn’t look like that at all.
Maybe he was the type who could keep poking away and feel nothing, like someone with an E or F rank. Or maybe he’d just gotten lucky and landed in B or C territory. Either way, it didn’t matter.
The fact that he was already friendly to a threesome was more than enough of a plus.
“Would you like a drink?”
To help ease the tension, Song Hoon guided her to the window-side table where fresh room service had already been laid out.
“Wow, room service?”
“Yeah, Unnie. This place is no joke. You can get both hotel food and delivery from the restaurants downstairs.”
The food itself was excellent, too—good enough to say it was the best she’d eaten recently.
“Yo~ Our puppy’s been enjoying all this luxury without me?”
“What luxury? This is my first time here, and I only found out about the place today.”
Seo Haneul naturally sat down beside Song Hoon.
Some unfamiliar scent, some elusive trace of body heat, tickled the tip of her nose.
“Since it’s your first time, our puppy will be generous and give you the side seat.”
She wanted to smell it more. Some strange, pleasant fragrance whose very scent made her feel good and sent a prickling sensation through her lower abdomen.
“You can’t drink on an empty stomach, right?”
The amount and quality of food on the table were nothing to scoff at either.
His easy smile was enough to make her pulse flutter.
Pouring—
Amber liquid filled the whiskey glass. Alcohol was still the best thing for breaking the ice in an awkward atmosphere.
“It smells nice.”
She swirled the whiskey, breathed in the aroma, and took a sip; citrus and sweetness lingered in her nose and mouth at the same time.
“So you know how to drink.”
“Unnie, Unnie. This whiskey apparently costs over ten million won.”
At Kim Nagyeong’s words, Seo Haneul’s eyes shook violently, and her hand trembled in tiny spasms.
“It’s there to be drunk, isn’t it? What else?”
Song Hoon’s hand lightly circled Seo Haneul’s waist.
Her body naturally leaned toward him.
“Shall we toast? Since it’s our first meeting?”
“Hnn... If possible, I’d like this to be our first meeting, but not our last?”
Song Hoon laughed loudly. Seo Haneul’s hand slid over his thigh.
Firm thighs. And above them, the huge thing she could feel rising beneath his clothes.
Why is a stick... on his thigh...?
Gulp—
She swallowed without even having taken a drink.
Jesus... have I ever met a cock like this? I don’t think so. Nagyeong wasn’t lying?
Now she understood why Kim Nagyeong had fallen so hard for him. And why she’d been having such a hard time.
If he had more stamina than anyone she’d imagined, and that massive tool spent the whole night stirring her cunt, wasn’t exhaustion inevitable?
“Heehee... Unnie, you know what?”
“What?”
“Your face right now is the reddest I’ve ever seen it. Not just red—scarlet. What are you even thinking about? We haven’t even done anything yet.”
At Kim Nagyeong’s words, Seo Haneul jumped and touched her burning cheeks.
“You’re such a liarrr.”
“Yooou~!”
Kim Nagyeong walked around the table and, with practiced ease, sat on Song Hoon’s lap, wrapped her arms around him, fixed his head in place with both hands, and kissed him.
Chuuup. Churrrp—
Lewd sounds of tongues tangling echoed through the room, and when Kim Nagyeong’s soft moans followed—
“Hnn...”
Seo Haneul couldn’t hold back anymore. She wrapped her mouth around the hand Song Hoon had placed around her waist and began to suck on it devotedly.