14th Rule, Rehearsal for a Heartwarming First Night with the Virgin Rio (1)
"Ugh..."
Raven hurriedly covered her mouth and turned her head away, as if utterly embarrassed.
Even for a cool-headed agent like her, shoving her sweaty, smelly feet in front of a man must have been too much to bear.
But to me, it was more stimulating than any perfume. Just the scent alone had my lower half throbbing hard.
The nylon fibers dampened by the moisture between her toes. The sour, leathery tang rising from them.
Wasn't this the fragrance of her hard work, all dedicated to Lady Ruby?
I forced a smile and cupped her sole with both hands. The stocking felt slick yet slightly rough against my palms.
Then, pressing my thumbs firmly into the center of her sole—the sunken yongcheon acupressure point.
Squish.
"Hnnngh!"
A delicate cry burst out, so fragile it was hard to believe it came from the woman who'd been glaring at me like she wanted to kill me moments ago.
"Th-that spot hurts a bit..."
"Please bear with it just a little. It'll make walking so much easier."
I ignored her and started kneading the knotted muscles along their fibers.
Swish, swiiiish.
The faint rustle of stocking against my palms filled the silence.
Her trembling legs gradually relaxed under my touch, going limp. In their place, her toes splayed wide, then curled tight, over and over.
"Hnn... ugh..."
I could see her biting her lip, desperately holding back moans.
It was the complete opposite of her scary expression from before, and somehow... kinda cute.
But the service ended there.
I carefully guided her foot back into her shoe, and this time, it slipped in even more comfortably than when I'd removed it.
"...Done?"
It almost sounded like regret, but that had to be my imagination.
Raven stepped back a few paces, then slowly tested her leg, gazing down at it.
"Definitely... the pain's less."
"Still, you should head to the hospital right away. Massages are just a temporary fix—they can't match real treatment."
"...Noted."
Her expression toward me had definitely softened.
Sure, I'd slacked off and would face Catalina's torture, but helping Ruby made it all worthwhile.
"Then I'll head to the management office now. Thanks for escorting me."
The moment I turned toward the office—
"...Wait."
Raven suddenly stopped me.
"I'll see you the rest of the way. I heard you'll get tortured if you go alone."
"...Yeah, but Raven, you should go to the hospital now—"
"My leg's fine. You broke the heel on my last shoe anyway, so walking won't be an issue. No more excuses... This is purely on Lady Ruby's orders."
Sniff sniff.
As we walked, I inhaled the scent lingering on my hands. Both palms were steeped in Raven's thick foot odor.
A sour, unpleasant smell. But knowing it came from a strong, cool-beauty like her made it feel a little naughty.
Raven was so aloof and elegant, yet effortlessly chic. I could imagine burying my face in her feet and breathing deeply all day.
Soon enough, we reached the management office, and Raven opened the front door for me.
Click.
"Go on in."
"...Yes, thank you."
Thanks to her, I made it safely inside.
I figured she'd head out now that her mission was done, but for some reason, she lingered at the door until just before I entered the Public Toilet.
"...Could I ask for it again sometime?"
"...Pardon?"
"...Foot... massage."
Raven bowed her head deeply, trailing off.
Looked like my all-out effort had won her over.
"Of course. Next time you visit, I'll do your back and shoulders too. I'm pretty confident in my massages."
"Hmph, no need for chit-chat... If you're just gonna talk nonsense, get inside already."
Her already icy demeanor soured further as she crossed her arms.
But the wariness and killing intent were gone from her face. Her curt tone still felt frosty, but somehow affectionate.
"Got it! Good night, Raven!"
"...Tch."
She turned away quickly, like she was hiding her expression, and I couldn't help but smile in relief.
That eased my fear of her a ton. No more nightmares of her hunting me down to kill me.
That's when I noticed the staff women's stares. They alternated between me and Raven, their gazes oddly heated.
Especially Catalina, lurking in the shadowy back corner of the office, arms crossed and glaring daggers.
...Without Raven's protection, I'd have been done for.
No doubt about it.
Relieved at dodging Catalina for a full two days, I headed to my room inside the Public Toilet, where Amelia greeted me.
The next day arrived.
Today, Rio only summoned me after sunset. Something felt off.
She usually called right after school.
After enduring the female staff's sexual harassment all day, I quickly showered with Amelia and headed to Rio's house.
Ding-dong~.
Remembering she'd started using the verification system since yesterday, I pressed the bell with my dick slotted into the wall hole.
But...
......
"Not home?"
No sound from inside, even after a long wait.
Ding-dong, ding-dong!
I kept ringing in case she hadn't heard.
......
Still dead silent, which was weird.
I'd come because she called me. Had something happened?
As worry for Rio filled my mind—
Bang.
Rio flung open the door with an awkward smile.
"Ah, sorry. Made you wait, huh?"
Still in just her unbuttoned shirt, panting hard, clutching her smartphone tightly for some reason.
The whole way to the bedroom, Rio kept her eyes glued to her phone screen.
I sneaked a peek—it was messages with that senior of hers.
And her face... priceless.
Eyes bulging like she had no idea I was peeking from behind, completely lost in the screen.
Even after plopping onto her bed, she didn't snap out of it.
"Teacher, which one's better—this or this?"
She'd dumped all her clothes from the closet onto the floor, trying them on one by one with a serious look.
"The big sisters in the village say guys love sexy lingerie with a hole down there. Is that true?"
Before I could answer, she wedged the slutty panties between her legs and shoved her plump pussy right in my face.
With the handcuffs off, I slowly stroked the glossy flesh peeking through the crotch.
"This one's great since it exposes the crotch so nicely... but won't your juices start dripping out where people can see?"
It looked like normal lace panties at a glance, but when she spread her legs or posed, her pink inner folds and entrance were fully on display.
Sure enough, the pink slit glistened with slick arousal.
"Lady Rio... Is something wrong?"
Ignoring me as I savored the soft pussy texture, she just kept firing questions.
"What about the bra? I tried this semi-transparent one where my nipples kinda show through."
"L-Lady Rio?"
"Ugh, Teacher! Don't just grope my pussy with those rough hands—focus properly. I'm serious here!"
"S-Sorry... It felt so good, I couldn't help it..."
"No, don't stop touching... Argh, seriously!!"
At that moment, Rio shot a sharp glance at my bulging pants.
After parading around half-naked like a fashion show for ages, she suddenly hugged me tight and mumbled,
"Teacher, big trouble. Help me out..."
"So, this senior asked you out on a date, right?"
Nod nod.
Rio just nodded, still in my arms.
"He said if I have time tomorrow night, we should grab dinner. That's a date invite, no matter how you look at it, right?"
Well, not wrong...
"But he didn't exactly confess. You don't need to stress over lingerie this much..."
She squeezed my arm tighter in response.
"But... what if we end up dating that night?"
"Wouldn't that be great? You wanted to be with him."
"Yeah... true. Being with my senior would be awesome, but... I'm scared for some reason."
Scared? Of what?
"What if we end up in bed and I can't satisfy him...? What if he looks disappointed and says we should break up?"
"Huh? That's ridiculous—"
"He has tons of girls around him!"
Suddenly, she pulled back and faced me.
Tiny tears welled under her bright eyes, leaving me speechless.
"So... Teacher... Can you put yours in my precious place...?"