A Strategic Love Operation (3)
Creak… creeeak….
"Hh… hhaah…."
—Thump, thump, thump.
The zipper glided down across her chest, and her track jacket peeled open from both sides. The moment the large breasts that had been hidden beneath the thick layers of her workout clothes were finally bared, Cha Eunju's heart began pounding like mad.
It wasn't as though her heart raced merely because her clothes were coming off. It wasn't even the first time he'd seen her breasts—there had been times before when he'd touched her with everything stripped off, underwear included.
The reason her heart was hammering right now was because she knew this was only the beginning.
Starting with her clothes being removed, she would have no choice but to do exactly as he commanded, motionless, for the next five or six hours.
And those five or six hours of "hypnosis"… were more than enough time for a man and a woman to share their first night together.
—Slllide.
'Stay still… st, stay still….'
—Swish, swish!
'I can't move…. If I move, he'll find out I've been faking the hypnosis the whole time….'
Objectively speaking, the person doing something wrong here was Lee Seonho, who was undressing a hypnotized woman. But for the woman being undressed, such cold, logical judgment was simply beyond her.
After all, having faked being hypnotized for him so many times by now, she was every bit his accomplice—more than that, today's session was one she had requested from him in the first place.
Even knowing full well that he always did lewd things while she was "hypnotized," she had been the one to ask for this Hypnosis Training. If anything, you could say she was the one exploiting him for her own private desires.
In that sense, even this situation—having her clothes stripped away by Lee Seonho—was something she had fully anticipated….
—Sway!
"Hhaah…!"
Still. Embarrassing. God, it was still embarrassing.
Yes, he'd seen them before, but baring her bare chest directly like this never failed to make her heart refuse to settle.
The one small mercy was that her breasts seemed fairly appealing to Lee Seonho. And that today, of all days, she'd worn her favorite purple bra.
That bra came undone, and with a soft sway both breasts sprang free—and not long after, she felt those two mounds of flesh being teased and toyed with.
—Squish!
"Hhk, hhaah…."
—Jiggle, jiggle!
"Huuuh, hoo… hhuuh…."
The instant her large breasts bared themselves, Lee Seonho seized them in both hands and buried his face right between them.
Thanks to that, her face—flushed crimson like the evening sky—went unseen, which was honestly a blessing. If he were to meet her eyes right now, the fact that she was faking her hypnosis would come spilling out entirely.
—Round and round.
"Euheut, ahh…!"
—Smooch, slurp.
"Hhuuuh, hiheut…!"
He circled her nipples with his fingertips, teasing them, suckling at her breasts like a child with his lips.
That behavior of his was maddeningly embarrassing, and yet, for some reason, it made her feel impossibly, overwhelmingly happy.
Receiving his full-court attention for the first time in a while, Cha Eunju found herself tumbling over the edge into orgasm right then and there.
—Gushhh!
"Hheuh, hh, hh, hhuuuuh…!!"
Ah, no….
I—I didn't prep an absorbent pad today….
At the Training Grounds she always lined her underwear with an absorbent pad in preparation for exactly this kind of climax—but today she hadn't managed to get that far in her preparations.
She'd only been planning to touch him with her hands in the infirmary again today. Being suddenly invited to his home and touched like this—she hadn't imagined it in the slightest.
But regardless of her intentions, her body, surrendering to pleasure, went right ahead and made its little mistake.
—Ssssshhhhh….
'A, aaaaah….'
I'm so embarrassed I want to die.
She wasn't a five-year-old—yet here she was, shamefully wetting herself in front of another person.
Strictly speaking it wasn't urine but something else entirely, but as far as situations that incited shame went, the distinction hardly mattered.
'There's no way I can ever marry anyone but Seonho now….'
…Not that that was ever the plan anyway.
Standing frozen in place as this newly confirmed embarrassment washed over her, Cha Eunju then felt fabric brushing down below as well—something being stripped away before she knew it.
—Slllide.
"You're completely soaked. I'll get these dried for you."
"Ah…."
Before she could manage a single word, his hands were already carrying her clothes away.
By the time she came back to her senses, her pants were gone and all she had left were a single pair of panties and two socks.
The purple panties matching her bra slid down as well, without a moment's hesitation, under Lee Seonho's unhesitating hands.
—Slllide.
'A, aaah…! Kyaaaaaaaah!!'
A scream she couldn't voice was swallowed down deep into her throat.
The most intimate part of her, never once shown to another living soul. Merely displaying her soft, two-fold lips and the tiny bud hidden between them felt like enough to make her lose her mind to shame.
She had always assumed that someday, once she and Lee Seonho became lovers, showing him this would be perfectly natural. But she'd never dreamed she'd be subjected to open inspection like this.
She'd pictured the two of them lying naked in bed together, sneaking shy glances. Honestly, even that would have been embarrassing—but she'd thought she could endure that much.
She had gone and opened her mouth about this whole "Hypnosis Training" nonsense for nothing, and now here she was: naked alone while he watched, forbidden even to curl up or cover herself.
But the "courage" to confess everything to Lee Seonho and simply ask to be with him—that, she didn't have. So she'd fled behind a flimsy excuse called hypnosis training, and this mess was entirely her own doing.
"So this is what Eunju's pussy looks like. It's so pretty."
"Euhk, uhk?!"
"It's adorable, Eunju. I truly mean it—it's beautiful."
"Hhuuuh, hheuh…. Th, tha…nk… you…?"
It was praise she couldn't make sense of at all, and yet Cha Eunju found herself blurting out a thank-you.
By that point, the better part of her brain was already consumed with nothing but holding back the shame that threatened to blow her apart. Stripped of any capacity for rational judgment by the situation of her own making, she was thanking the man inspecting her pussy.
"…."
—Smirk.
And from every one of her reactions, Lee Seonho was reading her heart more precisely than she herself could.
—Spread wide.
"Hi, hyaah?!"
—Rub, rub.
"Hhuuuh, hit?! Hheuh, hheuuh?!"
He parted her tightly closed lips with both hands, and with his two fingers spreading her outer lips apart, rubbed her up and down as though massaging her.
Partly, of course, to observe at close range the pussy he had so painstakingly trained over the months—but mostly because he wanted to see her embarrassed face even more.
—Chomp.
"Hiyaaaaang?!"
…And partly, too, to taste the pussy of a girl who leaked her shameful nectar without end.
—Chomp, chomp.
"Hheuut, hik, hyaak?!"
—Slurp, slurp, slurp.
"Uhyaaaaang?! Hiit, hk, hyaaak…!!"
A tongue gliding through her spread outer lips was hardly the end of it.
He teased the clit hidden beneath its hood out with the tip of his tongue like candy, then plunged his tongue deep inside her, savoring the full flavor of Cha Eunju.
It was a mortifying, dying-of-embarrassment situation—but she couldn't tell him to stop, couldn't grab his head, couldn't even lift a hand to cover herself.
Having already endured having her clothes stripped off and being touched while faking hypnosis, it was far too late to suddenly declare it had all been a lie.
If this situation was mortifying enough to die from, confessing the truth would be more mortifying than dying.
—Sliuurp…!
"Hiheuuuuut?!"
Even when the tongue slipped in just slightly deeper and touched somewhere far inside her, she offered no resistance—only spilled out another moan.
Having plunged his tongue deep once to confirm something, Lee Seonho straightened up, met her eyes, and spoke.
"…You're a virgin, aren't you, Eunju."
"…."
"Right, Eunju? Answer me."
"…I'm a… virgin."
No explanation of what he meant was necessary. She had already felt it with her own body—his tongue had brushed against her Sign of Purity.
Men generally didn't care much for experienced women, or so she'd heard. Mortifying as it was to think about, this, too, might count as one more point in her favor.
Though that thought lasted only a moment before the reality of her situation came crashing back, painting her face red all over again.
"Eunju."
"…Hheuh, uhh, uhn…."
"Even in your hypnotized state, don't lie to me. From now on, answer my questions honestly."
"…Uhn."
…Even now, he asks what I want first.
Truthfully, she'd braced herself from the moment she asked for today's "treatment"—prepared to have her first experience taken from her without a word. But of course Seonho would never do something so ruthless to her.
This was the man who, all while knowing she was under "hypnosis," had always carefully avoided the things she disliked. His kind heart wouldn't change overnight. Quietly, Cha Eunju waited for his next question.
"Honestly… I didn't expect this."
"Wha, what…?"
"That a girl as pretty and adorable as you would have never been with a man."
"…."
"So at first I was just going to do it without saying anything. But now that I know you've never had a first experience—if I just shoved it into you like this without a word, the you who wakes up from hypnosis would be deeply hurt."
Really.
Really, it's fine.
Even if you just did it without saying anything, I wouldn't be hurt. I wouldn't regret it at all.
Lee Seonho, hesitating without the faintest idea of what was in her heart—she resented him a little for it, and yet she was so, so happy.
So happy that he was worried his taking her first experience without her knowledge might wound her.
Her heart surged wildly at that fluttering emotion.
"Eunju."
"Uh, uhn…."
"To be honest with you, I was planning to hold back. A girl's first experience is precious. So even if there was the slightest chance you hadn't had yours yet, I truly meant to stop today."
"…."
"Losing your memory to hypnosis and having your first experience end without you even knowing—that would be unforgivably unfair to you."
Ah, what do I do.
At this rate I really can't hold out anymore.
I'm already prepared. He doesn't need to say any of this—he could just start, and it wouldn't matter to me at all.
She knew that all this hesitating and agonizing was, in the end, him agonizing for her sake—and with every second, her feelings for him grew only deeper.
"But with your gorgeous naked body right in front of me like this… I don't think I can hold back anymore."
"…."
"So, Eunju—would it be all right if I asked you just one question?"
…What the question is doesn't even matter anymore.
What answer would let Lee Seonho take my first experience without any guilt? That thought alone filled her head to the brim.
"What que—ah, no, uhn…! Yu, you can ask…."
"…If. If I were to have a first experience with you right now, while you're hypnotized—and then, after the hypnosis wore off, you found out what happened."
"Uhn…."
"If it came to that… could things between you and me still go on…?"
Probably not. If she were truly hypnotized—if she truly lost all memory of the time she'd spent under.
No matter how fond she was of someone, no woman would be happy to have her first experience stolen from her in a hypnotic state.
Even Lee Seonho, whom she truly loved—if he did something like that without so much as a word to her first… honestly, she didn't think she could forgive it with a shrug.
…But.
"Uh, uhn…."
She wasn't actually losing her memory. She would just be giving him her first experience while pretending to be hypnotized, that was all.
"It'd probably… be fine…."
No wound. No sense of betrayal.
She couldn't whisper love to him and hold him close through her first night—that failure belonged to her alone, to the courage she'd failed to summon in time.
Then at the very least, she ought to lighten whatever guilt he would come to feel.
"With Seonho, it would… p, probably be fine…."
That was the greatest courage she could offer in this moment.
…Besides, having come all this way, she wasn't sure she could bear it if it all ended with nothing happening at all.
"Thank you for telling me that, Eunju."
—Pat, pat.
"Hheuut, hit, hah…?"
"I'm truly, truly happy you said that. Getting to be with such a kind, beautiful girl as you—it's the best luck I could ask for."
—Pat, pat, pat, pat….
"Uheuk, hit, hheuuh…? Hheuut, hyaak…."
This… this patting my pussy as a form of praise….
Somehow… it feels… really nice….