Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: My First Love Turns the Tables with a Massage
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Whatever naughty thoughts Yuri had, my time working at the café had become even more enjoyable anyway.
Whenever our eyes met while we were working, we'd grin at each other like idiots.
When we brushed past one another, we'd deliberately bump shoulders and exchange glances.
And whenever I headed into the office or the storage room to grab something, Yuri would slyly follow right behind me.
"Mwah!"
Standing on her tiptoes, she'd plant a quick kiss on my cheek or lips before darting back outside.
The soft touch of her lips lingering faintly on my face—pure bliss.
Fortunately, it never got in the way of café work, so the boss didn't say much about it.
"......"
Aside from the occasional bittersweet smile and wry grin, she pretended not to notice.
And after shifts ended, we skipped our usual walks.
I might have ditched my exams, but Yuri hadn't. She needed to manage her condition.
We postponed dates until after finals and I just walked her home.
"Sweet dreams. Good luck on your exam tomorrow."
"Thanks for walking me home, oppa. But I have a feeling I might bomb it..."
"Why? Didn't study enough?"
"It's not studying... more like I need some encouragement? Maybe a kiss from you would help me ace it?"
"...Pucker up, Bae Yuri."
"Eung!"
Like she'd been waiting for it, she pursed her lips like a duck, and I showered her with kisses.
I pulled her slim waist close, claiming her soft, quivering lips as my own—sucking, licking, our tongues tangling sticky and deep.
The kiss lasted a good thirty minutes, maybe?
I stopped when her face flushed bright red and a deep pink glow gathered between her thighs.
"See you tomorrow, oppa!"
"I'll text if I have time before your shift tomorrow. We can meet nearby and head in together."
"Oh, awesome! Promise?"
With that, she hurried inside. Her panties were probably soaked again.
I bet she'd masturbate before bed tonight.
Too bad I'd used up my mind-reading chances earlier.
"First date's probably the weekend at earliest... Guess I'll grind points until then?"
A week flew by.
My routine during exam week was steady.
Tuesday through Sunday—six straight days.
I half-assed college exams and massaged ten people daily.
Back home, before heading to my part-time gig, I'd massage regulars.
Among them, Ji Suyeon noona got the most sessions.
Her husband worked late anyway, so she'd show up early morning and plant herself in my place until I returned.
When I got back, she'd get her massage, then sex—or wait while I serviced others, then sex.
Weekends, with hubby home, we'd limit post-massage fun to an hour. She grumbled but her face glowed with unending happiness.
"But noona, aren't you spending too much on massages? If your husband says something..."
"Mmm, I'm just using my own savings, so Jeongho doesn't know how often I come. As long as you're free, I could do it daily—no worries. I won't let anything bother you, Hyunwoo."
Chatting skin-to-skin, I learned Suyeon noona was loaded.
Not just from her husband's earnings—her family was wealthy from the start.
"Thanks always. As thanks today, any position you want. What's it gonna be?"
"Then from behind..."
"From behind? Spank that ass and pound you like a dog?"
"Yeah... Spank noona's ass and pound me like a dog with Hyunwoo's cock...♡"
Her picking up my crude talk made me feel like she was totally mine now. Loved it.
She came so often, it even felt like living with an older girlfriend.
Anyway, that's how things went with noona. On days she skipped, the other three clients rotated in.
One was Soyul.
"Take good care of me today too, oppa."
The demure college girl with inverted nipples arrived primly on Wednesday.
"Anal cleaner?"
"Cleans deep inside your butt—feels amazing."
"Sounds good. I felt bad about before... Definitely do it."
She eagerly accepted the anal cleaner.
"Lick, lick... Slurp!"
"Eek♡ T-Tongue... inside... Oooh...!"
She panted from my tongue laving her back hole, even probing inside.
—Squelch, squelch, splurt!
"Unght, ook, ooheuk...!!!"
"Soyul-ah, nipples hard already? You love oppa fingering your asshole deep, huh?"
"H-Hard... Eek...! Nipples hard... Heeek...! B-But it feels too... Ungh...! W-Weird... Ohee♡"
—Psssh...!
My finger pistoning made her moan vulgarly into orgasm, nipples popping erect.
No cock insertion.
I wanted her first dick in the ass to happen outside, not here.
Then pussy massage, kneading her Suyeon-rivaling tits, finishing with as much oral nutrition as she wanted.
"Slurp, slurp, schup..."
"Took extra time, so suck slow, Soyul-ah. Even if my cock and nutriments taste amazing."
"Chup... Okayyy... Churrup..."
Her small mouth struggled politely on her knees—pitiful yet arousing.
Next was Jeong-a noona.
"H-Hyunwoo... Fees went up a lot...?"
On Thursday, post-college massage, she grabbed me on my way out, eyes and voice trembling.
Her desperation was kinda funny.
"Exams go okay?"
"Your massages helped me study great, aced them... But watching you...!"
"Wanna go again?"
"Dad sent allowance, planned to use that, but didn't expect the hike!"
"Hmm... Can't deny a regular like you just 'cause money's tight."
"R-Right?! So..."
"On credit?"
"C-Credit? Really?"
"Not for everyone—just you seem like you'll keep coming."
"Absolutely! I'll be your lifetime customer! Believe me!"
"Of course. I'm committing to this career, but not hurting for cash... Credit anytime. Pay when you can."
"For real?! Thanks, Hyunwoo! Uh, today—can I pay 100,000 won and credit the rest? Free now?"
"No bookings today. Let's go, noona."
"Yay! Only my fave junior! Post-finals, my treat big time!"
"Sure. Buy me a drink then."
"Yup yup!"
I gave hyper Jeong-a noona the sensitivity massage set on credit.
With my new eyes and upgraded skills, I poured my soul in—she'd crave it forever.
"What the hell...! Your massages get better every time...!"
"No growth means dead inside. Last, pussy wash—spread 'em."
"Ah, thanks... Aang...♡"
No need, she'd return anyway—but pro pride meant upping the ante for repeat credit clients.
First credit client.
No plans to leverage it yet. I'd wait patiently for the bill to stack.
Last client: my potential mother-in-law, Yu Nayeon.
"Hyunwoo, long time no see~"
"Not that long—couple days?"
"Pfft, that's forever! Auntie brought tons of side dishes again."
Friday.
Blouse, long skirt, light makeup—she arrived with packed food, like last time.
But.
"Oh my?"
"Something wrong?"
Entering the kitchen, she froze, startled—quietly scanning kitchen to living room.
Her eyes sharpened briefly, then she smiled casually.
"Just impressed how tidy you keep it. See your parents often? They visit much?"
"They're hands-off... Last visit was two, three months ago?"
"I see. Things better with Haeun? Told her good grades mean more allowance—she's studying like mad."
"Yeah, barely see her face. We text a lot though... Oh, thanks for Haeun's pic last time!!"
"Glad you liked. Still chasing our Haeun, right?"
"Ahem... Yup. Movie date next week."
"Hmm... Good for you. But..."
She narrowed her eyes, then smirked oddly.
"You cheeky... Heh... Fun?"
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Fees hiked—worth it?"
"Absolutely. Guaranteed satisfaction. My skills improve daily..."
"Ooh, exciting~"
True to my word, Nayeon loved the massage.
Her responsive writhing and sticky glances felt extra intense today, though.
Couldn't pinpoint why.
Anyway, six days grinding MP... Oh!
My girlfriend Yuri—who'd unlocked heavy petting Fridays—couldn't meet from then on.
"Down to the countryside tomorrow? Three days?"
"Yeah... Taking the day off work too..."
On Thursday commute to café, she broke the news, all deflated—no usual pep.
Post-exams, family trip to countryside.
All our "Wanna go here with my bf!" "Looks yummy—eat with me?" plans, scrapped.
"Can't stay behind?"
"Wanna, but grandpa misses me..."
"Mm... Grandkid like you? I'd miss too. Say you'll visit next time?"
"W-Well... I've taken lotsa secret cash from him... Feels guilty? Hehe..."
"Then go. No choice."
"Yesss... Sorry, oppa..."
"No apologies. Vacation soon—plenty time to travel later."
"...Beach too?"
"Beach too."
"......Overnight?"
"Two nights fine."
"Hehe~"
So, no Yuri for Fri-Sat-Sun. Hour-plus bedtime calls nightly, though.
And back to Monday.
"Massage room, huh? That thing you mentioned? Was gonna ask post-exams anyway."
"Whenever you're free, full course—shoulders to toes."
"Heard you blew off exams. Going pro?"
"Thought it over—feels right. My skills are legit."
"Smart. Beyond skill, you look happiest massaging others."
"Yeah... Seeing joy, feels rewarding."
"Good mindset. Can't pass up a master masseur. I'll hit you up end of term."
"Yes! Do that!"
"Sure. Professor Seo still bugging you?"
"He tries, but I ignore. Not graduating anyway."
"Haha... True ronin master vibe..."
Prodded Professor Yoon just in case.
Silence? Busy with exams, bad optics meeting student now—postponed.
Honestly, beyond thanks, wanted to massage her, then link to daughter for treatment oil tests.
Curious on effects.
Post ten bookings, leaving dept lounge.
"...Jang Hyunwoo."
Im Haeun waited, grabbing me.
"Oh, Haeun-ah! Tough week, huh─"
"Go. Now. Hurry."
"Uh, talk at mine?"
A week sans massage wrecked her—pretty face with faint dark circles, urging me on.
Vibe like she'd deck me without instant relief.
Overpowered, straight to my place.
"Massage uniform. Changing."
Door shut, demands uniform—breath already ragged. Withdrawal?
I blurted urgently.
"Wait, wait. Haeun-ah. Got something to say."
"What. Fee hike? Know. Only twice this week—massage quick..."
"No. Planning discounts for regulars."
—Pause.
"...Discount? How much?"
"90% for you, easy..."
"Nah. Hate special treatment while you work hard."
"Knew it. So, big discount if you massage me?"
"Me massage you?"
"I always give, never receive. Reverse it—you judge skill, discount accordingly. Thoughts?"
"Could, but probably worse than yours..."
"Nah. Self-massage sucks. Like ramen—tastier from someone else. Same vibe. My turn."
"...Discount scales with performance?"
"Too harsh?"
"No, cool. I'll do it. Me first? Confidence drops post your massage."
"You first. 30 mins. Recall what I do, mimic. Clothes off anyway—massage after."
"Got it. Max discount percent?"
"Capping 50%, but maybe more depending."
"I see..."
Haeun smirked wide.
Knew plain discount wouldn't fly with her personality—glad this hooked her.
Pretty solid system anyway.
Motivates clients to try harder.
Talk done, Haeun bolted to bathroom. I stripped nude, waited by mat.
Moments later.
—Click.
Haeun emerged fully naked, placing clothes on trolley.
"Jang Hyunwoo. Legs on mat..."
Then.
"......"
Words died. Eyes wide, staring blankly.
"Legs what?"
"......"
"Haeun-ah?"
"...You on drugs?"
"Drugs? Oh, body? Massages plus hardcore workouts—muscles popped quick. Guess my build."
"Born like that? Bullshit..."
"Whaddya think? Decent?"
Her gaze swept me again, cheeks tinting at my cock.
Not like it was our first rodeo.
"...Looks good. Not bad."
"Phew. Worked hard so I don't embarrass next to you—at least body-wise."
"...Hmph."
"Ready? Instructions, masseuse?"
She grinned at my line, eyes still glued to my bod, issuing orders.
Haeun-ah. Stamina stat 90 physique—looking good today, huh?