An Extremely Unwholesome Date with Calathea
I watched Calathea casually extend the straw toward me, slipping it beneath my mask while I cautiously scanned our surroundings. The cafe’s spacious interior was already packed with people, their attention absorbed by the display of desserts. Then there were the occasional glances directed at Calathea herself—impossible to miss even in the middle of a crowd. Yet not a single one of them knew that something intimate was buried between her thighs.
“How is it? Delicious, right♡”
Calathea gazed at me with a brighter, more delighted smile than usual, her expression soft and playful. Meanwhile, my chest tightened with anxiety that someone might notice her unnatural state.
“More importantly, Manager, could you turn the switch up just a little more?”
“...You’re actually going to drive me insane.”
“Mmm, ah—ahha♡ It’s coming…♪”
When I raised the intensity by two levels as requested, Calathea clenched her thick thighs tightly and shivered from head to toe. Then she grabbed my hand and pressed it against herself.
“It’s inside me, you know? It’s trembling like this—shaking and shaking…?”
“You don’t need to describe it…!”
She shoved her own finger into my fist and made it vibrate wildly, as if stirring something within. I yanked my hand away in disgust, only for Calathea to burst into bright, ringing laughter.
“See? Isn’t it fun for you too, Manager?”
“What exactly do you think is supposed to be fun about this?”
“Look at them. The way those people are staring at me… those greedy faces.”
Following her pointed gaze, I looked around. Sure enough, the men were shooting particularly intense stares in our direction. They traced her alluring silhouette from top to bottom, then noticed me standing in front of her and awkwardly slid their eyes away, pretending to be casual. If I hadn’t been here, she probably would have had a whole line of guys trying their luck.
“You get to control a woman that everyone desires with nothing but a single remote. Doesn’t that give you a sense of superiority? Doesn’t it make your heart race?”
“Not even slightly. The one whose heart is racing is… you, obviously.”
“Hiii—♡”
I cranked the rotor to maximum out of pure spite. Calathea gasped sharply at the unexpected surge, her back arching stiffly. Her eyes lost focus as if the world had gone hazy, her whole body trembling violently. When I lowered the intensity again, she collapsed against the chair like a doll whose power had been cut, sliding down limply.
Still caught in the lingering aftershocks, she stared at the ceiling with dazed eyes, panting heavily.
“Haa, ah, haa… haaah…♪ Th-that was… absolutely the best…♡”
“...Enough. Let’s move somewhere else.”
With this many eyes on us, her strange behavior was starting to accumulate. It wouldn’t be surprising if someone caught on. The part-timer at the counter had been giving us odd looks for a while now, as if sensing something. I quickly cleared our table and led the staggering Calathea out onto the street.
The afternoon downtown area was even more crowded than when we’d first entered the cafe, the bustling streets filling my vision completely.
I have to admit, this feels strangely satisfying.
This was the first time I’d ever turned the tables on Calathea, who was always tormenting me. Seeing her completely helpless like this was unexpectedly entertaining. And… it was refreshing to witness her vulnerable side. I’d always known she was a woman, but somehow this made me truly register it. It sounded ridiculous even to me, yet that was exactly how I felt.
“Manager… hurry up and grab my ass…”
“What are you even saying?”
As she leaned into me with sweet, ragged breaths, I wrapped an arm lightly around her and naturally let my hand settle on her firm, bouncy backside. Looking exactly like any other couple, we continued our date.
We strolled along tree-lined paths, admiring the greenery and more cafes. We stopped at an accessory shop to browse earrings and bracelets. And every time she got a little too playful, I’d crank the switch hard.
“Ah, haa, haaht—Manager… ugh, huu… You’re completely… enjoying this now, aren’t you…♡”
“Not at all? I’m simply helping you enjoy yourself.”
“Hik, hiii… haauut♡”
I savored the sight of her clinging to me, bent at the waist like she desperately needed to pee, her slick thighs quivering. What had started as her one-sided pleasure had somehow become… well, not entirely unpleasant. Shedding my worries and letting myself go soft like this wasn’t bad at all.
As the sun began to set, I spoke up.
“Shall we head back to the residence? We’ve walked around quite a bit by now.”
We had wandered the streets aimlessly, and at some point I realized I was pressed tightly against Calathea with almost no space between us. I casually suggested we return. We’d seen everything worth seeing, and I was starting to worry about Audrey, who was alone at home.
“Then how about this—just one more place before we go♡”
“One more place…? Where?”
“You’ll see when we get there!”
Calathea didn’t seem tired at all after an entire day out. She grabbed my wrist and excitedly dragged me along. I briefly considered insisting we return before she did anything weird, but… she had said it was the last stop. One more place couldn’t hurt.
With that careless attitude, I let her pull me through the crowd until we arrived at—
“...What is this place?”
It was a dark alleyway I hadn’t even known existed near Hongdae. Just a few steps away from the bright, lively streets, darkness and silence dominated. Instead of answering, Calathea—
“Hey, wait, wh-what are you—?!”
“What would lovers do in a secluded spot like this…♪”
She shoved me deep into the shadow beside a shop with a “Under Renovation” sign, pressing my back against the wall and clinging to me tightly. The intense scent of her sweat mixed with the soft, yielding sensation of her body molding against mine.
“A fun lovers’ date should end with something even more fun. Don’t you think?”
She peeled off both our masks and stuffed them into a shopping bag, then rummaged around before pulling something out. It was a condom.
“Wait, when the hell did you buy that?”
“When I used your card to buy the rotor? Oh right, I got this too.”
What she produced next was a small bottle of love gel. I clutched my head for a moment, realizing she had planned this from the start. Before I could say anything, Calathea casually reached for my waistband.
“Don’t. I warned you.”
“Ahha♡ No need to worry. I won’t do what you’re afraid of. That’s… something to save for later enjoyment♪”
“Taking my pants off is already—mmph!”
“Mmm… chu, chuuut…”
She sealed my lips with hers, stripping my pants and underwear in one swift motion. Then she freed my already hardened length into the open air and, with a rubbery squeak, struggled to roll the condom on.
“By the way, Manager. You’re not resisting as much as I expected?”
“...Because if I tried to stop you by force, you’d just threaten me. Something about raping me to death, wasn’t it?”
“Hehe, so you’ve started to understand me a little? Good. That’s excellent progress.”
Calathea looked stunning in the faint moonlight. Her slightly tousled golden hair sparkled, her eyes winked playfully, and her skin glowed with an almost translucent beauty. …Had pretending to be lovers all day messed with my head?
“Then, as a commemoration, shall we enjoy a very wholesome lovers’ game♪”
She squeezed a generous amount of love gel onto the condom-covered length, then sandwiched it between her thighs like a hotdog in a bun. The soft yet incredibly firm heat enveloped me from all sides.
“Manager, hold my ass.”
Calathea looked up at me with sparkling eyes and a faint smile. Meeting her gaze, I…
“Uht…♡”
Slowly wrapped both hands around her backside. The heavy fullness that filled my palms made me catch my breath. My entire focus narrowed to the sensation in my hands. The surface was smooth, soft, and warm, but beneath it lay a tight, springy resilience. The deeper my fingers sank, the more I felt those firm muscles resisting from within that softness.
When I squeezed with both hands at once, the plump flesh compressed, then swelled up between my fingers. The ass trapped in my grip reacted to my every movement like a living thing, sliding and bouncing back repeatedly.
“Huht, haa…”
I slowly tightened my fingers, then spread them, then tightened again. The round flesh deformed only to instantly restore its smooth lines the moment I let go—an incredible elasticity. The more I kneaded her ass through those hot pants, the more the sensation seemed to cling perfectly to my palms and fingers.
“Could you turn the switch up a bit more?”
“...Got it.”
I increased it from level one to three. At the same time, Calathea gently pulled my torso closer, wrapping her arms around my back and gripping tightly. She began rocking her hips back and forth while gazing up at me with languid eyes.
“Hehe, even a well-behaved manager is fun after all…?”
“You think my well-behaved face is fun?”
“I can see everything about you♡ You seem to be going along with me, but you never cross the line you’ve drawn for yourself. How should I put it… right now you’re standing at the edge of that line… leaning your body toward me?”
“What the hell does that even feel like?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“......No.”
Below, the sticky gel had become slippery from the friction, producing wet, obscene sounds—squish, squelch, smack—that filled the air. A soft, pleasant pleasure rose up, making it hard to breathe. Calathea looked back at me with a flushed face, letting out heated breaths.
“Mmm, I like that…. Keep doing it like that…”
Every time I put more strength into the hands gripping her ass, feeling the flesh wrap around my fingers before springing back, I used my palms and fingers to massage her in every direction. I pulled outward then brought her back together, rubbing in large circles with my palms. Her ass deformed into lewd shapes before returning to its original form again and again. The sensation of it swelling and contracting in my grip with every knead and twist was vividly transmitted to my hands.
In response to my touch, Calathea moved her hips more rhythmically, bouncing as she clung tightly to me. Her breathing grew ragged, alternating between short moans and long sighs as she matched my movements.
“Huu, huu… uht, huu…”
At some point we stopped talking entirely. The alley was filled only with the sound of our breathing and those wet, sticky noises. I fully indulged in the perfect elasticity and smooth skin felt both in my hands and below. Calathea occasionally bit her luscious lips, making no effort to hide how aroused my touch had made her.
Then, completely naturally, our lips met. As the atmosphere reached its peak, our hip movements suddenly quickened without either of us initiating it. Soon, with a short cry, we both froze.
“Huht, huuu… haa, mmm…♪”
I held Calathea tightly. She held me tightly. We trembled against each other in small waves until the shaking finally stopped. Listening to the joyful noise of the distant crowd, we slowly pulled apart.
“Wow, the inside of my thighs is completely sticky…”
“...That’s what love gel does. Remember those wet wipes we got earlier?”
“Mmm, but before that♡”
Calathea pressed a finger to my nose to stop me, then smiled mischievously as she reached down. She gently peeled off the pink condom, tied it in a knot, and slipped the heavy, balloon-like thing into the inner pocket of her crop denim jacket.
“All done!”
I stared blankly at her bright, innocent smile for a moment before snapping out of it and beginning to clean up with the wet wipes.
“You enjoyed it too, right? Didn’t you?”
“...A little.”
“Hehe, then that’s good enough!”
“But like I said, today’s events end today. Understood?”
“Yesss, yesss♪”
The strange lingering heat seemed to remain more on my side. Anyway, after finishing cleanup, we got in the car and drove back to the residence through the dark night roads.
The one who greeted us at the quiet entrance was Audrey. Her expressionless face made no effort to hide her obvious displeasure.
“You’re later than expected, Manager. You didn’t even check the message I sent a little while ago.”
“Ah, that’s— I must have missed it while driving. Sorry.”
I’d been worried Calathea might say something to deliberately provoke Audrey, but fortunately she simply smiled quietly while keeping her arm linked with mine. Actually, her staying quiet felt even more suspicious…
Carrying that strange sense of unease, I tried to slip past Audrey as she gave me a meaningful look. At that moment—
“...Calathea. What is this?”
Audrey’s voice was calm but ice-cold as she called out to Calathea, who had just walked past her. A pink balloon had fallen from her with a soft plop. In front of Audrey, Calathea’s face flashed with surprise as she quickly hid the condom behind her back, covering her mouth with her hand and answering in a shy voice.
“Oh my, my mistake♡”
“.........”
And then. Audrey’s gaze, frozen like ice, turned toward me.