I Made Her Unable to Hold Back
I had no intention of getting her answer right away.
If I pressed for it here and now, it would be no different from blackmail.
If that was all I wanted, I might as well have gone to a hostess bar. Why go through all this trouble?
“If that feels too burdensome, you can just say so. Of course, I can send you the overdue money right away. I’m simply saying I can offer you something even better.”
“Th-that...”
Her pupils trembled.
A moment ago, she’d been too flustered even to part her lips, but now her emotions and reason seemed to be at war. Greed versus pride. Whichever way she chose, it wasn’t exactly a bad decision.
Then again, whichever way she chose, there would be something left wanting.
It was just a matter of making the better decision for herself.
I’ve changed a lot too.
If this had been the old me, I would’ve tried my best—taken her traveling, done all sorts of things to win her favor.
But now.
My thoughts were a little different. Unless she wanted this as desperately as Si-hyun did, unless she was being driven by something deeper than lust, there was no need to take the long way around.
I’d offer what I could give, and take what I could get.
If she said no, I had no intention of clinging to her.
And one more thing had changed.
Even if she refused, I honestly didn’t feel that disappointed.
There were four women who came to mind right away: Ji-hyun, Seol-ah, Sister Yujin, and Si-hyun.
Any one of them was someone I could have a relationship with immediately.
Even Miso Lee here, standing in front of me, was attractive.
But the women I’d just thought of were on a completely different level. They were the kind of women any man would turn to look at if they passed him on the street.
If I had to compare, Ji-hyun was probably the closest to Trainer Miso.
I didn’t want to beat around the bush.
“There’s no need to force yourself to decide. I just wanted to see how hard you’ve been working as a trainer. Even if you don’t like the idea, I won’t think anything negative of you, so don’t worry.”
She looked at me, then bit down on her lip hard. It was as though she’d reached a decision.
“If... if you check my qualifications as a trainer, and I end up being to your liking... then what would my starting salary be?”
“Five million won to start. I’ll add another one million every quarter. Of course, I can’t keep raising it forever, but... at the very least, it’ll keep going up until ten million.”
“R-really? You mean the base salary, right?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Her hesitation melted away like snow.
In its place came excitement, and anticipation.
“And I get to keep all the PT revenue too?”
“Of course. If I think you’re an important asset, I can even make you branch manager. At that point, even without doing PT, you’d easily clear ten million won.”
“...”
She was speechless.
It wasn’t indecision. It wasn’t conflict.
It just took her a moment to accept that this situation was real.
“...Please check. How much I’ve really worked as a trainer.”
“Would that be all right? These days the world’s so ugly that this could cause trouble for no reason...”
“No. I’m the one asking. I’ve worked hard, so this is where I prove it.”
“Then I’ll take a look. Would you mind turning around?”
“Yes, sir.”
She sat with her back to me.
I walked over. A sweet fragrance drifted up.
She wasn’t especially tall—maybe about 160 centimeters.
On the other hand, her breasts were full. Beautifully shaped.
I rested my hand on her shoulder. Her body flinched.
“How is it?”
“I can tell you’ve been working hard on your shoulders.”
“My shoulders are fine, but I’ve also been working hard on the upper chest.”
“Would you like me to check?”
“Please do.”
Slowly, I moved my hand to her upper breast. The moment I touched her—
“Mmnh.”
A soft moan escaped her lips. She didn’t seem interested in hiding it at all.
“Should I lock the door? We’re just checking how hard you’ve been training, but if someone saw this, they might misunderstand.”
“Okay. I’ll lock it.”
She stood and locked the door.
She really did look different from before.
***
The facilities at Neo Gym certainly weren’t bad.
They only seemed lacking compared to Uto Gym, which I’d renovated with overwhelming capital.
Her office wasn’t bad either.
It was more than enough for all sorts of things to happen.
I was rubbing her upper breasts when I asked, “Don’t they feel heavy? They seem awfully large for your frame.”
“My shoulders are stiff. Even if I exercise, it’s still hard. Sir, could you make them feel a little lighter for me?”
“I’ll help you.”
While massaging her breasts, I slowly slipped my hand inside her clothes. I didn’t need to go inside her shirt to reach the upper chest before, but now I had to. That was the only way I could help ease the weight.
Before I even did that, I saw her nipples already hard and standing out. She’d been sitting with her legs crossed and uncrossing them over and over since a while ago, so she was probably getting worked up.
I stroked the nipple.
“Mmnh... haa... that feels good...”
“I’ve heard that when you exercise, the stimulation can make your nipples stand up.”
“Huff. I, I think that’s right. Because you checked, sir... ahh... I know now. Haa... thanks to you.”
“Then let me help you.”
My hand moved lower, slipping beneath her lower breast. I squeezed her chest firmly so she wouldn’t feel the weight, while my fingers kept teasing her nipples without pause.
She went from crossing and uncrossing her legs to writhing her whole body.
“Y-yes... more, touch me more. I worked really hard, hngh.”
“You really did work hard. You’ve got great firmness too. And these breasts don’t look surgically enhanced.”
“Yes... I didn’t get surgery. So... you can squeeze them harder. Until they break.”
I kept touching her breasts for what felt like a long time. No matter how much I touched them, I never got tired of it. By then, Miso Lee’s hand had drifted downward.
I could see her moving her hand inside her leggings.
I didn’t rush.
I moved past her breasts and touched her armpit.
“There’s no muscle here.”
“Mmnh. Th-that part isn’t something you build through exercise... p-please. Lower down. Touch my abs. Please...”
“Fine.”
My hand dropped to her stomach. One finger went to her navel, while another stretched down and found her clitoris.
At the same time—
“A-ah! So, so good! T-too good!”
Miso Lee’s back arched like a bow. She was drooling by then.
“Bear with it. I still have more to check.”
“Yes, yes. I’ll bear it... Please check every inch of me, sir.”
I took my hand off her stomach. Next, I moved to her thighs.
With my hand, my gaze followed downward. The outside of her leggings was damp. Right around her crotch.
It was soaked.
“Looks like you’ve been working hard on your thigh exercises too. Try clenching for me.”
I slipped my fist between her thighs, a little deeper in.
Miso Lee squeezed both thighs together and strained. The deeper my hand went, the deeper it seemed to sink.
Until it finally reached her cunt.
Probably because she’d been wet for so long, I could feel her pussy in vivid detail.
“When you twist your body like that, you can’t really put much force into it, can you?”
“B-but...”
“Looks like you’ve really been working hard. Your leggings are completely soaked.”
“T-that’s...”
“Should I wipe some of it off?”
“...Yes. Please do. Make it clean. So the sweat disappears.”
Now we faced each other.
To wipe it off, I’d have to pull down her leggings.
When I placed my hands on her hips and started to remove them, Miso Lee lifted her hips and peeled the leggings off herself.
“You’re wearing a T-back thong.”
“Mmgh. I-I like it when I work out. Sir... it’s so soaked. I must’ve worked too hard.”
“I think I should check whether this is sweat or not. Would you open up for me?”
“Yes, sir. I-I’m embarrassed, but if you need to check, I’ll open up.”
She covered her face with both hands.
And even then, she spread her legs while seated in the chair.
Her cunt was in full view. It was drenched. So drenched it was already soaking the chair.
“Lift your hips a little. It’ll be easier to clean.”
“...Yes.”
She raised her hips, and thanks to that, I could approach her easily.
I licked her soaked cunt. Before I even stuck out my tongue, I drank up all the moisture.
“A-ah, hngh! S-sir... that’s d-dirty. You shouldn’t be drinking that... it’s filthy... ahh.”
I wiped my mouth.
“This doesn’t taste like sweat. It tastes different.”
“Th-then what is it? I thought it was sweat.”
“It’s cunt juice. The fluid that comes out when you’re begging someone to fuck you.”
“R-really? I had no idea. Then... please fuck me. I’m already ready.”
She lowered both hands.
Then spread her arms wide, as if asking me to hold her.
“Wait. There’s a proper order.”
“Y-yes? But...”
Before I shoved my cock in, I brought my fingers to her cunt. It was wet in an instant.
I slid my middle finger inside her pussy. Since it was so soaked, it slipped in easily.
The moment it entered her cunt—
Her back snapped straight.
For a split second, Miso Lee’s eyes went unfocused.
Inside her vagina, I found a slightly bumpy spot.
I stroked that spot as if scratching it.
“Hah, hngh. S-sir... I feel like I’m g-going crazy. My mind’s gone white... ahh. I d-don’t know anymore. Hng!”
“...”
The moment I pulled my finger out—
Pshhhht.
“Haaah...”
Fluid burst from her cunt. It splashed onto my clothes.
“Looks like you’ve been drinking a lot of water while exercising.”
“Good. I want to drink your water too, sir. So... p-please, fuck me quickly. Give me your water.”
Her eyes were completely glazed over. She was sensitive all right.
“Hold onto the desk and turn around.”
“Yes, yes, sir.”
With trembling legs, she forced herself upright and grabbed the desk.
Her feet spread slightly apart.
She gripped the desk and turned her back to me.
That sight—
made it impossible for me to hold back any longer.
I shoved my cock straight into her wet cunt.
“Ahh! I-it’s so good! A-a big one’s going in!”
“Hng.”
As her waist arched tight and straight,
her pussy clamped down on me with a slippery, greedy squeeze.