Can You Pretend Not to Know?

The chill of winter is at its peak, yet Han So-jeong's expression is slowly melting away.

"Today as well, right?"

Han So-jeong had come for work, and the moment the door closed she lifted her shirt. Her pale skin already showed hardened nipples. Ha. So she'd come without a bra.

"How did you know?" I asked. The cool woman answered in her usual businesslike tone.

"It's Maeng Do-yun's dream, isn't it? Drinking breast milk. Supporting that dream is part of my job."

She's talking more than usual. Afraid I might refuse, she's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠even baring her breasts to convince me.

"Ah, I've had plenty of milk already. Today I just want to look and taste."

Of course I wasn't going to give her what she wanted that easily.

"……."

Han So-jeong's face flushed red. Her skin was so fair that every change showed clearly.

"I see."

Her voice stayed cold, yet she slipped off the skirt she'd worn today. Through the black stockings, the line of her panties was completely visible. When she rolled them down, her pussy beneath her white mound was already soaked. Her panties were marked with arousal. Did she get wet just from imagining me drinking her milk?

"Are you sulking because I didn't drink your milk?"

"Me?"

Yeah. She was sulking. Her tone wasn't the usual businesslike one; it was irritable.

"Hmm~, now that I think about it, maybe I do want the milk more……."

Her expression brightened ever so slightly. After watching her for days, I could read even these tiny shifts. She was easy to read.

"What are you going to do?"

She sounded like she was scolding me, yet a trace of anticipation lingered in her voice.

"Mmm~."

When I dragged out my answer, her eyes trembled faintly.

"Well, I'm only here to provide support, after all."

She had no idea how much more anxious that made her look. I smiled and decided, grabbing her breasts.

"Give me the milk."

"……I knew it would come to this."

A strange thrill flashed across her face.

"Drink."

In a prim tone she gathered her breasts with both hands, pressing them together until the nipples touched. I opened my mouth in front of her and she leaned in on her own, gently holding the back of my head as she fed a nipple between my lips. I bit down on the nipple brimming with maternal affection.

"Haaah……!"

She wasn't bothering to hide her pleasure anymore. Anyone could see the ecstasy melting across her face. While sucking both nipples I reached down between her legs. Her pussy was already dripping wet. Even though we'd only done it once, the daily creampies had left her no time to dry.

"My milk is inside your pussy, isn't it?"

"……Yes."

"React properly. Otherwise I won't drink."

Even I thought my behavior just now was ridiculously childish.

"Ah…… That's right, Maeng Do-yun……"

"Call me by name. Do-yun."

"D-Do-yun's milk is inside me."

She answered in a rush, worried I might stop sucking because I was annoyed.

"You'll give birth even if you get pregnant, right?"

"Yes, of course. It's part of the support."

As expected. The hypnosis ran so deep she treated even pregnancy as work. Suck! Delicious milk spurted from both nipples and wet my mouth. Looking down at me, Han So-jeong wore a sensual smile. Ecstasy? Satisfaction? I didn't know, but one thing was clear: she looked insanely aroused. Her already seductive face became even more so with that expression.

Thrust! The head of my cock spread her folds and sank all the way to her womb. Still buried inside her, I squeezed her breasts tightly.

"Haa…… haa……"

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She stared at me with eyes full of rapture. Anyone could tell she was drowning in pleasure.

"Slurp……"

The milk kept flowing no matter how much I drank. I hadn't expected this much from breasts that weren't even particularly large. "Slurp…… lick……!" She stroked my head with gentle hands, as if urging me to drink as much and as comfortably as I wanted. With my cock still inside her and my mouth full of milk, I lifted my head.

"Ah……"

I leaned toward Han So-jeong's disappointed face.

"Ah……?"

She looked confused until my lips covered hers, then her expression turned to realization.

"Mmm……!"

I passed her own milk into her mouth. "……?!" She clearly hadn't expected this. Seeing her flustered face made my cock twitch inside her. I smiled with my eyes and whispered,

"Tastes good, right?"

"……"

Her pupils shook. Anyone could see her reaction had short-circuited.

"Ah, you don't like it? I guess I was sucking on something you didn't enjoy."

"……I-I like it. It tastes good."

Han So-jeong had completely fallen. The iron fortress on the high mountain had vanished without a trace. Thrust……! Thrust……!

"Haa…… haaang…… haang…… aah…… ang…… aah……!"

Looking down at her face from close range, I thrust slowly. She no longer tried to hide her moans. It was about time. I'd had enough fun. Meeting her unknowing eyes, I focused on finishing. Thrust……! Thrust……! Thrust……! Her pussy clenched around me as if already used to its new owner. Thrust……!

"Haaang……! Aah……! Ang……! Hng……! Ang……! Aah……! Haa……!"

Distracted by her own milk fetish, she hadn't noticed why I'd implanted the suggestion that I was good at sex. While she was lost in the milk, her body had perfectly adapted to mine.

"Haa……! Hng……! Aaaang……! Aah……! Mmm……! Ang~! Haaang~!"

Thrust! Thrust! Whether I pounded her hard or moved gently, her moans changed accordingly.

"Haa……! M-Milk……! Hng! Aren't you…… drinking anymore……?! Haa……!"

Between ragged breaths she spoke with desperate longing.

"Why? Want me to suck again?"

"Haa……! I-It’s work……! Haa……! Aang! I'm just……!"

Even now she gave that answer. In a different way, she was impressive.

"Slurp……!"

When I grabbed her breasts ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠roughly and sucked hard, ecstasy bloomed across Han So-jeong's face.

"Haaang……! Haa……! Hng……! Aang……! Haa……!"

Thrust! Thrust! Sucking while thrusting maximized her pleasure and forced her into submission.

"Hng……! Haa……! Aang! Ang……! Aang! Haa……! Haa~!"

"Slurp……! Feels like the cum is coming up……"

At that, Han So-jeong frantically pulled me into an embrace.

"W-Wait……! Not yet……! Haa……! You can…… do more……!"

With an urgent expression she tried to push me away while groping for me. Squelch! Squelch! No good. I was going to cum.

"Hng! Ang! Haa! Haaang……! Ang! Haa……!"

I looked down at my cock buried deep inside her pussy as I tried to hold back.

"J-Just a little……!"

Spurt! "Hup……!" She was sucking the cum out! Her frantic movements made her pussy clench tightly around me. Spurt! Spurt……! Spurt……! The semen shooting from the head pressed against her cervix pushed out the old load and filled her anew.

"Haa……?!"

Han So-jeong squeezed her eyes shut and arched her back like a bow. Whoa……! Her pussy contracted powerfully. I'd never felt anything like it…… Tremble! She clutched the sheets, her whole body shaking. Her pussy squeezed so hard it almost hurt. Then the contractions eased and she released me. Slither…… When I slowly pulled out, her lips parted.

"Heee……"

Anyone could hear how completely undone her voice sounded. Squirt! A clear, transparent liquid shot from her pussy in a thin arc.

"……"

Strangely, it didn't feel dirty or repulsive at all. Seeing the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠face of a woman who had reached orgasm only filled me with satisfaction.

"Haa……"

Han So-jeong let out a soft moan and looked at me with wet eyes.

"Hold me?"

"……Yes."

The conviction she'd clung to until now had just been erased. I gathered the girlish Han So-jeong into my arms and lay down on the bed with her. The scent of her skin and cosmetics tickled my nose.

"Mmm……"

What was this, sulking? She let out a spoiled little sound and squirmed against me. Ah. What an incredible sense of accomplishment as a man. Then Han So-jeong's body, which had been wriggling in my arms, suddenly stiffened. I knew exactly why.

"I'm fine…… But Han So-jeong…… You shouldn't be feeling this, should you?"

At my whisper, her body trembled.

"Th-That's……"

I loosened the embrace and faced her. A serious crime. Knowing that, fear and terror filled her expression. She was probably imagining it now: going to prison, divorcing her husband, never seeing her child again. And the condemnation from everyone in the world. The terror that thought brought was beyond imagination.

"……"

Han So-jeong's face had gone pale. Hypnosis really did let me see all kinds of expressions.

"……"

"……"

Silence stretched between us. Han So-jeong slowly sat up. Knowing the future, I stayed relaxed on the bed and watched to see what she would do.

"……I'm sorry. It was just ordinary work…… I ended up feeling it and made things difficult for you."

"……"

She was apologizing in this situation?

"Are you going to report me to the police?"

"……I'm a civil servant too. If I hide this…… I'll be punished as well."

"Haa……"

Her mental recovery was faster than expected.

"Can you pretend not to know?"

She asked so directly. Well, if I kept my mouth shut, no one in the world would ever know.

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Well, I just thought I'd ask."

In an instant her tone turned businesslike again. Even though her legs were still trembling.

I decided to stop teasing her here.

"Yes. I'll pretend not to know."

"……Yes?"

She looked surprised instead.

"But I have a condition."

"……What is it?"

She narrowed her eyes.

"The truth is, no one in my life has ever understood my preferences. That's why I applied for the Youth Dream Support in the first place."

"That is…… yes."

Ah, she wasn't denying it. I'd made all kinds of requests of her.

"Instead of pretending not to know, can you keep accepting my preferences even after the support ends?"

"……"

Difficult, right? Once the period ended, it would just be an ordinary affair. I dangled one more piece of bait.

"In return, I'll accept Han So-jeong's milk fetish as well."

"……Yes?"

"Huh? Why are you surprised?"

I put on the acting skills I'd honed dealing with civil complaints.

"Did you really think I wouldn't know……?"

"That is…… I mean……"

I sat up on the bed and faced her. Looking seriously into her eyes, I spoke.

"I'll pretend not to know, so you can just leave. I won't report you. I won't ask you to accept my preferences either."

Her pupils trembled.

"Your milk fetish…… your husband doesn't know about it either, does he? Why? Because it's a perverted fetish."

"……"

She looked at me like she was wondering how I knew. Of course I knew—I'd put it there.

"Even if I don't report you, just the milk fetish alone would be enough for a divorce, wouldn't it?"

"……"

Han So-jeong lowered her head. Oh, she was admitting it. In her mind, a milk fetish was an incredibly…… bad preference. I pushed one more thing.

"And the Youth Dream Support ended today. It was supposed to continue until I was satisfied."

"……!"

Too bad, right?

"If you come tomorrow, I won't ask anything. It'll just be an ordinary affair, and feeling pleasure won't be a serious crime."

The affair itself was already crossing the line into something bad. But in Han So-jeong's mind, feeling pleasure during work was the greater crime.

"……Please give me time to think."

"Of course."

If she didn't come, that was that. Thanks to her, it had been very entertaining.

"Too bad~."

Tomorrow was the weekend, so I could finally rest for a change.

"Haaam~. Or maybe I should go to Seoul and meet the kids."

I didn't feel particularly disappointed. Just having the hypnosis app made me this relaxed.

"Back then, if a girl rejected me I'd feel my self-esteem drop straight through the floor."

I let out a self-deprecating laugh and lay down on the bed.

"Still, the milk play was…… good."

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Ring ring ring—! Ring ring ring—!

"Eh……"

Still half-asleep, I stared blankly at the ceiling.

Ring ring ring—!

What the hell. [AM 10:11] Post office, maybe?

"Haaah~."

Yawning loudly, I got up. Scratching my balls, I opened the door a crack.

"……?"

Black baseball cap, black coat, the only different color being her jeans. Han So-jeong had flung my door wide open and was now nodding at me with a blank face.

"What are you doing? Come out."

"……Yes?"