Right in Front of the Girl Who Delivered Snacks, the Cafe Owner and the Gym Master Went at It Naked and Sticky
For a moment, his mind went blank.
Before he could even grasp what she meant, the first question was whether he had heard her right at all.
But he was nowhere near old enough for his ears to be failing him, and soon enough his thoughts caught up.
She's asking if I want to fuck Narae?
Sitting naked on his lap right now. Saying it with a face that was filthy and somehow still elegant, packing three spoonfuls each of curiosity and anticipation into every word.
Was she really asking him to try fucking the female employee who had followed her so devotedly for years?
Of course he wanted to fuck her.
No matter how she stacked up against the members of his gym, that was only because those members were absurdly high-caliber — it was never because Narae herself fell short.
And wanting to fuck a pretty girl like that was only natural for a man, wasn't it?
But saying so out loud would make him sound like too much of a piece of trash…
…Wait. I'm already trash, aren't I?
He didn't even need to bring up the Gym-Building System.
He had already been having filthy sex with a married woman at the gym, and now she was sitting naked on his lap in his own office while they clung to each other.
He had even barked that insane line about her pussy still belonging to him even after he got a girlfriend.
If he said he wanted to fuck one more woman on top of all that, would anything really change?
No.
It wouldn't.
"Yeah. I want to fuck her."
So he could be honest. And once the words were out, it felt strangely refreshing.
It was the kind of honesty he had always carried in a corner of his heart, the kind he could never voice because he knew it was impossible, because he had to care what other people thought.
In front of Lee Dami, he could show it.
They were both trash anyway.
He slipped a hand between her legs and stroked her pussy. The sticky entrance and soft inner flesh flinched the instant his fingers touched them.
Schlick, schlick…
"Haaang…"
"Dami's pussy is hot and springy and delicious, so I'm genuinely curious what Narae's is like."
"Mm… I'm curious too. What kind of face she makes when she has sex, what kind of voice she cries out in…"
Just as expected, Lee Dami didn't scold him no matter what trash he spouted. She simply took it in stride, already talking as if him fucking Narae were a settled fact.
That was the kind of relationship they had become.
He and Lee Dami.
"But have you already talked to Narae about this?"
"Not yet. But if Seonghyeon just has the will… hehe, I can talk her into it. Of course, not today."
"Oh… I heard last time that you two are close, but is it that much?"
"It doesn't even have to do with that. Narae can never refuse me when I ask. I've helped her a lot over the years… If I told her to come up here right now and strip naked, she'd hesitate, sure, but she'd still do it."
"Hah, seriously?"
"That's how much she feels she owes me. Not that I'm planning to force her into anything. Even without that, well…"
"Even without that?"
"Narae's always been pretty interested in this kind of thing, so if I just coax her a little, she'll definitely come around. She doesn't ask me about me and Seonghyeon directly, but she's dying of curiosity."
"So I can look forward to it?"
"Heh… You want to fuck Narae that badly?"
"Of course. What man wouldn't want to have sex with a pretty girl? Though of course…"
Schlick…!
"Ahhng…♡"
"…it won't taste better than Dami's pussy. Sorry to Narae, but you're way prettier too."
"Hmmph… Don't you dare change your mind. If that cock of yours starts cheating, you're getting an earful from me."
"You're the one egging me on to cheat…"
"I mean don't enjoy anyone else's more than mine. As long as you don't do that, sleeping with other women doesn't count as cheating."
"Mmm… I'd rather Dami's pussy only ever know my cock from now on, though."
"My, you want me all to yourself? How cute… With my situation, Seonghyeon is already the perfect man for me. I don't even have time to look at anyone else, and besides…"
Squeeze…!
"…this cock satisfies me two hundred percent, so there's no reason to.♡"
"That's a relief."
"Hehe…"
Schlick, schlick…
His fingers gently scraped along Lee Dami's wet pussy while her slender fingers coiled around his cock like a snake.
Conversation died for a moment as they simply looked at each other with heated eyes.
"…Chup, chuu… mm… chu…"
As if to say the break was over, they brushed their lips together lightly and started the foreplay.
Bodies that had cooled a little while resting were warmed again by hands on pussy and cock, then stoked even hotter with kisses.
What position should I try this time… Straight into a standing carry? It would've been a little rough before, but now it should be easy.
He was turning over in his head what kind of sex to have next.
And then—
"Chu… Ah!"
Lee Dami, who had been peppering his lips with bird-kisses, let out a small cry as something occurred to her.
Then she spoke to him in an excited voice.
"Seonghyeon, Seonghyeon. Want to run a little test?"
"A test?"
"You're not hungry, are you?"
"Huh? Uh… well, a member who's coming this afternoon said she'd bring something… but I could eat something light."
"Then I won't push it. I'll just have her bring snacks, and we can share."
"Sounds good. But you're going to have her bring them?"
"Hehehe…"
Lee Dami laughed at her own cryptic words. Excitement was flooding her face.
She turned, picked up the phone she had left on the office desk, and made a call.
Riiing… beep!
"Hello? Narae, are you busy right now? If there aren't any customers, could I ask you for one little favor?"
Yun Narae. Twenty-two years old.
The sole employee of the cafe Lee Dami ran.
Family: one younger sister, age eleven.
She had lost her parents in a traffic accident while still a student, taken her little sister's hand, and weathered the storms of the world to arrive at where she was now — a girl who had never known an easy life.
And her single greatest preoccupation of late was this:
Right now upstairs, the owner and the master are… kyyaah! They're doing it, right? They have to be doing it!
The adulterous relationship between Lee Dami — the cafe owner who was the greatest benefactor of her entire life — and Ju Seonghyeon, the master of the gym upstairs.
How could she not be interested?
It was a morning soap opera come to life. A young madam, disappointed in a husband who was useless in bed, playing with fire with a younger man who had a great body.
They even kissed right here this morning… But Unnie Dami is way too careless! What is she going to do if she gets caught… Th-though thanks to that, I got a good show too…
Having an affair was never the right thing to do. It was something that deserved moral condemnation.
If it had been any other woman, Yun Narae would absolutely have cursed her out.
But when the woman in question was Lee Dami…
Yun Narae could never blame her.
Yeah, yeah, I have to help her! Make sure she never gets caught!
If anything, she burned with motivation to aid their secret trysts.
Of course she did.
To Yun Narae, Lee Dami was more than a savior.
Yun Narae's family had been poor. Poor, and in debt on top of it.
Even so, her parents had worked as hard as they could — until they died in a traffic accident while she was still in high school.
That left her with debt.
She could have refused the inheritance and not had to pay it back, but she was already drowning in grief over her parents' deaths. She had no room to think about things like that.
Back then she hadn't even known that refusing the inheritance was an option.
Her legal guardian and only relative, a younger uncle, had been drowning in gambling on a pitiful salary — and by now he was nowhere to be found.
She had somehow managed the funeral and was standing there numb, wondering what on earth she was supposed to do next, when another trial crashed down on her.
"Unnieee… I huuurt…"
"Darae? What's wr— Darae!"
Her little sister, Yun Darae, came down with childhood leukemia. The one family member she had left in the world — her small, fragile little sister — was admitted to the hospital.
Of course, childhood leukemia wasn't an incurable disease these days, and because it had developed before age ten, a full recovery wasn't difficult. The doctor had explained all of that.
He had kindly explained that there was support available from various places too.
But still.
Yun Narae felt like her head was going to explode.
Everything that had piled up in a single year — her parents dead, and now her little sister hospitalized and needing chemotherapy — shattered the mental state of a girl who was still only a high school student.
She had always been bright by nature, but not a speck of that remained as anxiety and despair swallowed her whole.
That was when it happened.
One day, after somehow managing to smile for her hospitalized sister and reassure her before leaving the hospital, she happened to run into someone.
"Excuse me, are you all right?"
"……Yes, I'm fi—"
"Hmm, you don't look fine… Sit down for a bit before you go."
It was Lee Dami, on her way out after a health checkup.
And that moment.
That meeting.
That coincidence.
Became the light of her life.
If Unnie hadn't been there back then… I never would have made it.
Yun Narae had poured out her story like a complaint, and Lee Dami had helped her in every way imaginable.
She handled the inheritance issues and the debt, covered the little sister's hospital bills, made sure Narae could graduate high school safely, and in the end even found a place for the two sisters to live.
On top of that, the cafe where Narae worked now had been set up by Lee Dami herself.
She called it a hobby, and that wasn't entirely a lie — but even someone as dense as Narae knew it had really been opened to give her a job.
Yun Narae was a high school graduate with mediocre grades and nothing going for her but a bright personality. For a girl like that to earn enough to support herself and her little sister was no easy feat.
So Dami paid her generously too. Her salary was higher than the cafe's revenue.
The gratitude she felt for all of it was beyond anything words could express.
And so Yun Narae was loyal to Lee Dami.
Deep down, Narae knew the truth.
That the help she had received was nothing more than a whim of Lee Dami's.
That Dami wasn't some great saint — she had simply happened to be there, at the exact moment Dami felt like doing something kind.
But so what?
What mattered was that she had received help so profound she truly believed Lee Dami had saved her life.
What mattered was that thanks to Dami's help, her little sister was running around elementary school with a bright face, and Narae could send her to any academy she wanted.
So Yun Narae was firmly on Lee Dami's side.
Her husband can't even get it up, and he doesn't seem interested in doing it at night in the first place — so of course the owner has no choice!
Thankfully, Lee Dami seemed to think of her as "one of her people" too, and unloaded all kinds of honest complaints on her.
Thanks to that, Yun Narae knew that Dami's husband barely did it at night, wasn't good at it, couldn't even get hard properly, and that Dami was left sexually frustrated because of it.
She had also heard every detail about how the gym master upstairs had fixed all of that in one go.
Which was why Yun Narae's face burned every time she saw Ju Seonghyeon, the master of the gym.
Th-they say the master's cock is huge… He's amazing in bed and his stamina is incredible… Is it because he works out? That's why Unnie Dami likes him so much, right? Ever since then her face has been glowing… Kyaa…!
The morality of adultery? That kind of thing did not exist in Yun Narae's heart.
Lee Dami was absolute to her, and so she empathized with Dami as if they were almost one body, living the romance right alongside her.
If I had a boyfriend, and I had sex that felt that good… would my face bloom open like Unnie Dami's? Mmmmm… I can't even imagine!
Yun Narae had never dated anyone.
As a child she had always come home early to look after her little sister, trying to help the household even with her tiny hands. After her parents died, every single day had been spent thinking only of her sister.
Even now that she had a little breathing room, she still thought dating was out of the question for the time being.
Unnie might need me for something or ask me to do things. I have to open the cafe every day… Yeah. Not yet. I have to work hard so I don't fall out of Unnie's favor, and save up for Darae's school fees.
For the sake of Lee Dami, who had created this absurdly good job for her, and for the sake of giving the cafe her all, she had shut down the very idea of romance.
She was pretty enough in her own right, even if she couldn't match Dami, so men who came to the cafe just to see her would sometimes confess out of nowhere or ask for her number.
Yun Narae turned every single one of them down firmly.
And that was fine.
There hadn't been anyone she particularly liked anyway, and working under Lee Dami for her own and her sister's future was already more than fulfilling enough.
Of course.
Sex upstairs… Unnie and the master having sex together… Nnh…
Twitch.
She was a woman in her prime. There was no stopping her body from heating up when dirty thoughts took over.
Especially when it was a romance this stimulating — a young madam and a younger, well-built gym master having an affair.
And when she recalled the vivid hotel-affair sex stories Lee Dami had told her, her pussy naturally started to tingle.
For a moment, Ju Seonghyeon's solid body floated up in her mind.
The master's body really is incredible… His thighs are almost as thick as Unnie's waist… His face is… well… mm, for that much he's still…
Imagining that magnificent body rocking its hips on top of Lee Dami right now made her panties grow wetter and wetter.
I can't take it! Tonight I'll let Darae bathe by herself and masturbate in the shower…♡
"Kuhuhuhu…♡"
She was alone, letting out a lewd little laugh as she looked forward to her happy time after work, when—
Bzzzzt!
"Hm? Oh… ah! U-Unnie? What's going on?"
A call from Lee Dami.
Wondering if there was something she needed done, Yun Narae hurried to answer.
Fortunately, it was nothing serious.
"One plain and one cheese bagel? Yes! Un— Owner! I'll toast them as deliciously as I can and bring them right up! Yes, yes! There aren't any customers anyway! Even if there were, I'd kick them out and come up!"
Apparently they were taking a break from their hot session and had sent her on a bagel errand.
Yun Narae answered energetically and hung up.
Then, heart pounding, she put the bagels in the oven.
"What do I do… Th-they definitely had sex… M-maybe they're not even dressed properly? Just wearing robes…! What if there's their, th-their stuff lying around… condoms or something!!!"
The thought that she might get a peek at the scene of their heated passion made her giddy.
She was so excited with anticipation that even her hands were shaking. But she toasted the bagels faster and more carefully than ever, arranged them prettily on a tray, locked the cafe door, and climbed the stairs.
Tap, tap!
"Come to think of it, this is my first time going into the gym."
She arrived at the gym door. Something like a blackout curtain was drawn inside, so she couldn't see anything.
When she gave the door a light pull, the unlocked glass door swung open easily.
Thump-thump-thump-thump
With a heart that felt ready to burst, she carefully pushed the blackout curtain aside and stepped in.
And in that instant—
"Nnh…♡"
It stabbed her nose hard.
A powerful male scent she had never smelled in her entire life filled the wide gym.
Glance, glance
In front of the wall mirrors, and on the mats laid out in the center, various fluids were visible. On the floor, dolphin shorts, a bra top, a dobok, and a man's underwear lay scattered about.
Woah, woah… woah-woah-woah…!
Squirm…
The blatant aftermath of passion mixed with that strange smell, and her panties grew even wetter.
Taking in those lewd traces of bodies that had clearly been tangled together in a frenzy, she headed for the room that was obviously the office.
And knocked on the door.
Knock, knock…
"U-Um, Owner, Master…? Your bagels are here~?"
She converted her pounding heart into playfulness and made her voice as bright as possible.
And then—
"Mmm…♡ Come in, Narae."
From inside came Lee Dami's voice telling her to enter.
A voice with a touch of sweetness mixed in, but otherwise perfectly even in tone.
So it's okay to go in now, she thought.
I-is she in a robe? Or wait, maybe just underwear… Nah, there's no way she'd call me in wearing nothing but underwear. So then… or maybe they already finished everything and just threw some clothes on?
Thinking the perfectly normal thoughts anyone would naturally have, she—
Click!
"Coming in!"
—threw the door wide open with a cheerful call.
"………Huh?"
Yun Narae froze solid on the spot.
Right in front of her—
The moment the door opened, the two naked people who had been waiting for exactly that started to move.
Schlick, schlick… squelch… smack!
"Y-you're here… aahng…! Aaahng, haaut… aaahng…! Haaaang…!"
On the far side of the room, gripping the office desk with her ass thrust out—
Her huge breasts bouncing, her always-beautiful deep-green hair flying—
Lee Dami was panting with a filthy expression Narae had never once seen on her before.
And—
"Ah, you're here?"
Squelch… smack! Smack, smack! Smaaack!
"Ahhk…!"
—Ju Seonghyeon, his rippling upper-body muscles on full display, gripping Lee Dami's ass and driving his hips into her hard.
Even while putting on a full sex show, he looked over at Narae with a casual smile, as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
And Yun Narae—
Faced with the shocking spectacle unfolding right before her eyes—
"…………Eh?"
—could only stand there dazed, without even the presence of mind to turn her head away.
She had gone completely stiff on the spot.