Chapter 56

Yeah, Haeun? What's up?" "You two look pretty close. With your coworker." "Well... we work together...? And I'm just naturally friendly─" "Hehe, right? Oppa and I are super close!" ─Grip! Before I could finish, Yuri grabbed my arm. Practically linking arms, her full breasts bulging against the cafe uniform brushed right up to my arm. The softness felt nice, but Haeun's piercing glare terrified me far more. 'This is nauseating...' Rather than joy at seeing Haeun jealous, pure fear gripped me in this hellish situation. I'd once read a rom-com manga and wished for a day when multiple girls fought over me like the protagonist. But experiencing something similar in real life? It was suffocating beyond imagination. Watching Yuri's antics, Im Haeun scoffed in disbelief. "Ha, Jang Hyunwoo. Never saw that coming. Your 'regular part-timer junior' turns out to be someone like her? I thought she was a high schooler. Or an idol. She looks so cute and young." "I... didn't think it needed mentioning..." "Really? Thanks for the compliment! I had no idea either—your 'regular coworker' Oppa mentioned would be someone so stylish and pretty. Her vibe's so mature, I thought she was older than him!" "Hmph..." "......" Words laced with barbs clashed in the air between the two women. What now? With closing time approaching, the cafe was empty—no customers inside or coming in. Nothing to distract us. Pretend I have work and bolt to the back office? Leave the fallout to Future Me? As those pathetic thoughts swirled, salvation arrived. "Hyunwoo. I saw on the way in—Sunday closing's soon, right? Not much time left. Just two Americanos, please." "...!! Got it! I'll make them right now! Yuri, handle the payment!" Hamin, who'd been quietly watching, placed his order. I bolted straight for the coffee machine. As I pulled the shots, I snuck a glance at the counter. Thankfully, no explosion yet. Yuri smiled as she rang Hamin up, while Haeun stared coldly my way─Gasp! Our eyes met. I flinched to look away, but that'd look even weirder, so I forced my neck straight. "Haha..." "......" I just smiled. Smiling was all I could do. I felt Haeun's gaze never leaving me, not for a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠second, as I made the two Americanos. Handing them over at the pickup counter, Im Haeun murmured low. "I'll be waiting out front of your place. Don't be late for the appointment. Or I'll kill you." "...

Yes, ma'am." Quiet. Deadly. With that, she left the cafe. Hamin gave a smiling wave goodbye and followed. Relief washed over me as the storm passed, but a question lingered. 'Hamin should've been annoyed too... Why'd he help?' I'm close with Hamin, sure, but this involved his twin sister. Blood's thicker than water—he should've sided with Haeun. Yet he seemed unfazed. Or almost annoyed... but intrigued? Anyway, thanks... "Oppa. After work, you're going to massage her?" "...

Yeah." "I see~ Pushing my time back to massage that sexy see-through sis first~" "Like I said earlier, after you, we're grabbing dinner right aw─" "You like that kind of thing? Clothes so slutty everything shows?" "...

No? Not really?" "You sure stared hard enough. Ahh, I should've worn something like that~" "What are you talking about? What you wore today suits you perfect─" "But you weren't gawking like with her?" "......" "So you like that style~ Not like me~ Hmph!" Yuri's grumbling continued right up to closing. The boss, overhearing nearby, pulled me aside again when Yuri stepped out to take the trash. "Even if you fight and break up, don't quit right away." "...

It's not like that."

◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Hmph, hmph! Yuri's sulky pouting dragged on, but she didn't refuse my offer to walk her to the bus stop. Afterward, tense as hell, I got home to find Im Haeun waiting at the first-floor entrance, arms crossed.

"Sorry, kept you waiting?"

"... Nah. Let's go in."

I braced for an interrogation, but she was surprisingly calm. Almost confused, lost in thought. Didn't ease my tension, though. Anxiety bubbled up. What if she'd lost interest in me? Haeun hadn't reached full affection yet. I quickly checked her inner thoughts.

⚔ STATUS ⚔

👤 Customer:Im Haeun

“...

Hamin was right. It's not like that with me... But after exams end, somehow... Ugh, frustrating. Am I really...” ...

Ambiguous. No clue. Text alone gave nothing clear. Heart pounding, we entered. Conversation flowed normally inside. "Arms, legs, and feet today." "Adding sensitivity massage, right?" "Obviously. And no... can't do massages this week, got it." "Exams?" "Exams, and I'm broke." "Mm... Tough for a while then?" "Next week, I'll be back. Got a part-time gig." No Haeun pussy for a week starting tomorrow... Shame, but unavoidable. Anyway, Suyeon noona's spreading hers every morning now. Soon, Haeun changed and came out. "Arms first, then legs, feet. Sensitivity massage after." "Okay." I focused my eyes more than usual, blue glow tracing as I kneaded her forearm muscles one by one. By the time my hands passed her armpits lightly and reached her legs, arousal had broken 50 just from that. No need to obsess over stripping anymore, so I kept going with clothes on. 'Walked a lot today? Calves and feet are knotted tight. Hips too... From sitting studying so long.' Massaging her pretty legs, then fiddling with her pedicured feet, Haeun breathed raggedly, mumbling. "Hngh... Regular massage feels so good too... Yeah... Maybe full-body once a month..." I'd leaned too sensitivity-heavy with other clients, but my fame rested on these basic massages melting knots instantly. They worked too well—one session lasted ages. Anyway, smooth sailing. I relaxed. Haeun seemed uninterested in bringing up earlier. Relieved, I finished muscle work, naturally slipped off the massage panties. ─Squelch...! "Haahk...♡" Frequent pussy massages had left her slightly parted, pale labia yielding as I thrust my cock in. Paired with our favorite: mouth massage too. "Smack, slurp..." ─Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...! "Ngh, uhn... Yeah... Slurp..." Missionary first, filling her with one load of nutrients. Her lips and tongue were tasty with saliva, reactions great as always. Today, she never broke eye contact, staring right at me. Her face was perfection. ─Spurt, splurt...! Her folds gripped chewier now, molding to my shape? I savored them, creampieing deep. "Aaahng...!" ─Squirt, splurt... Haeun climaxed too, legs wrapping my thighs. But just the first shot. Plenty of time. I readied for another pussy massage in the same position. Then. Still clinging with her legs. "Haa... Jang Hyunwoo." "Huh?" "So, what's with you and her earlier." "......" Quiet Haeun struck suddenly. Face flushed from pleasure, but eyes sharp, fixed on me. Meeting that gaze, hearing her steady voice—I got it. She'd been mulling it over until now. Finally sorted her thoughts. Tension stiffened my body again. But still answerable. For now. "Yuri? Nothing. Just got close from work. I trained her completely." "Don't bullshit me. That's all it takes to cling like that? Linking arms? For real?" "She doesn't with everyone, but once close, her distance sense gets weird. Playful too. That's it. No other reason." "...

Hey." "Yeah." "Be honest. Dating her?" Good she asked today. No guilt over lies anyway, but easier to be genuine now. "Absolutely not." "......" "You know. Never dated anyone since high school." ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠"...

Dunno." "...

You didn't? We weren't that close then. Anyway. From back then to now, never thought about dating anyone." Naked bodies overlapped, faces inches apart, noses brushing. I continued. "Except one person." "......!" ─Tighten...! Her pussy clenched hard. Like the day I took her ass. Haeun's cheeks flushed deeper, biting her crimson lips. Lips twitched up. Every reaction screamed her mood. 'Atmosphere improved... Anything else to push it?' Short think—I propped up on my arms. Untangled her thigh-wrapped legs, grabbed one foot. "You like my mouth massages, right? Don't do this for others. Only because it's you. Like this..." "Wait, you... That's... Ngh...!" "Slurp, smooch..." "Hngh...!" I sucked her tiny toes one by one, tenderly. Tongue between them, every crevice—Haeun moaned, pussy twitching each time. Her feet had no real sensitivity spots. Minor, but not much. Didn't matter. Performance was key. Massaging a 'dirty' spot with my mouth. Anyone if asked, but only special for you seals it. "Smooch, slurp, smooch... Lick..." "Ahk... Tickles... Dirty, you don't have to..." "Chup... Dirty? Your feet are pretty too. Don't care what you say—I wanna do it." "Then... Hngh... Not for her? This?" "Her? Oh, Yuri? Hell no. Not her—anyone else gets hands and cock only." "...

Only for me?" "Yeah. Pussy, feet—mouth only for you. Because it's you. Makes me want to. Not dirty at all." "......" Haeun's eyes curved happily. Bit her lip again, but smile stretched wider. Gazing at her pleased face, sucking toes between words. Slowly thrust my hips. ─Squelch, squish, squish... Sticky wet from the pause, tighter grip now. I plunged in slow. Deliberately unhurried. "Haak, ahn, aaang... Ah, ah...♡" ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Eye contact as we talked, her panting. "Oh right, we planned that movie. When works?" "Ahn, ahng... Next... Next week..." "Next week? Weekday?" "Not weekday... Aaang... Weekend... When you're free from work..." "Saturday then. No cancels. Been waiting for that day? Make up for no dinner tonight too." "...

Fine. Ngh, uung...♡" "Cool. Massage style? Mouth again? Or nipple pulls?" "......" I paused pistoning, gave options. Haeun hesitated. Soon, she lifted her other foot high. "...

This foot too. Suck it. With your mouth." "Feet? You like it? Got it. Till you're satisfied." "......

Thanks." "Hm? What?" "Thank you. For always... Great massages." "No biggie. I wanna do it. Oh, forgot—your outfit today was killer. Super pretty. Sexy." "...

Obviously." She glanced away shyly. I smiled back, hips working hard. ─Squish, squelch, squelch, squelch! "Ah, ah, ahn, aaang...!" 'Only for you' tactic worked perfectly. Deep relief from the heart. And. An hour and a half later. Before Haeun's body heat, warmth, and juices faded. Same spot. Now Yuri straddled me atop the mat, facing me in her lap, cock buried. ─Gush, gushhh...! "Haaaahng...♡ Haaang... Oppa's body again...♡" "Yuri, see? You're peeing on me right now." "Heek...! I see... Haa, what do I do... Feels too good... Aaang♡!!" ─Splashhh...! Drip, gush... "Feels good? Cool?" "Heung... Yess... So cool... Uung... Love it...♡" "This stuff's only for you. Others couldn't dream. My friend earlier? Same." ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠"Hngh... Knew it... Oppa... Ahn...!" Hm. This tactic? Working way better than expected.