Chapter 65
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Pulling Down the Rash Guard Zipper at the Swimming Pool
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“Today, Tae-hu, you're with me again.”
She must have enjoyed going around with me yesterday quite a bit.
I had no reason to refuse since it meant getting closer to her.
But a problem arose.
“Today, I'll tag along with you two.”
“You too, Assistant Manager?”
“Yeah. That's okay, right? Assistant Manager Yoo?”
“Of course. It'll help us out if you join, Assistant Manager Lee.”
Though she forced a smile and said it was fine, Yoo Eun-joo's expression betrayed a hint of disappointment.
In contrast, Lee Eun-ae was beaming.
Her intentions were obvious.
She was either trying to score points with me or win me over.
Her obsession was cute, but a little scary at the same time.
And so, the three of us wandered around the area, promoting the resort.
In the moments when Lee Eun-ae and I were alone here and there,
“You're really going to do it?”
“I have no idea what you're talking about.”
“I'll come by tonight.”
“No thanks. Don't come.”
“Sigh. Come on, Tae-hu. Why are you like this?”
“Not stacked up enough yet.”
She kept making these blatant sexual advances, and it was really hard to hold back.
“You've never seen my room, right? What do you think? Doing it in my room.”
“Hmm. That's tempting, I guess.”
“I'll even make you a delicious dinner.”
“Still gonna pass.”
“Argh, seriously!”
In the end, Lee Eun-ae turned away in a huff. From her reaction, it wouldn't be long now.
You're going to end up doing it anyway.
The workday ended without incident today as well.
The disappointing part was that Yoo Eun-joo showed no skin at all.
Probably because of Lee Eun-ae.
As I was thinking that, Yoo Eun-joo snuck over and whispered to me.
“Tae-hu, you said you'd teach me how to swim before, right?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Can we do it today?”
“Today?”
“Yeah. After dinner.”
“Won't your section chief chew you out if he finds out?”
“Hmm. That's why we have to do it today.”
“You going somewhere?”
“Yeah. He messaged that he'd be working late tonight.”
Her bright, innocent smile, like a free house-elf, made me feel like she had ulterior motives.
'Might as well.'
The mole just below her breast.
If Yoo Eun-joo had one too, I could almost confirm she was the exhibitionist.
At a swimming pool, maybe I could check. So I agreed.
“Sounds good. See you at the pool later.”
“Seven o'clock.”
I headed home after work, changed into something casual, and went to the pool.
As part of a large resort, they had an indoor pool prepared for rainy weather.
It stayed open until 10 p.m. for guests.
Regular employees often used it for workouts, so I could come and go freely too.
I went in and waited a bit, then spotted Yoo Eun-joo entering from afar.
'What the.'
Given her exhibitionist tendencies, I'd expected a bikini or one-piece swimsuit.
But she showed up in a navy rash guard and pants set, completely off my guess.
The rash guard was even a zip-up long-sleeve style, covering her cleavage all the way up to her neck.
A bit disappointing.
At least the short pants let me see her legs and thighs, but it still left much to be desired.
I couldn't understand why someone who liked exposure chose that outfit.
“Thanks in advance, Tae-hu.”
“Sure. Let's start with some warm-ups.”
Still, it suited her figure well, so the rash guard looked good on her.
We got in the water together, and I taught her step by step.
I immediately understood why she said she never improved no matter how much she learned.
Her kicking and arm strokes were all wrong.
“Have you really taken professional lessons before?”
“Yes! A friend taught me.”
“Was your friend a swim instructor?”
“No, but she has lifeguard experience.”
“……”
“Why? Is it weird?”
“You learned it all wrong. Stay away from that friend.”
“If you say so, I should cut her off right now.”
“That was a joke. Don't take it seriously.”
Even so, we kept a cheerful atmosphere as I taught her.
Every now and then, I caught her gaze lingering on my upper body.
Probably because my white t-shirt clung transparently when wet, showing off my physique.
Of course, while she practiced kicking, I feasted my eyes on her waistline, hips, and thighs to my heart's content.
I even gave her some light support on her stomach for skinship.
“Ah, this outfit's too heavy when wet.”
'Aha.'
I couldn't help but chuckle.
Now I knew why she'd worn a zip-up rash guard.
She deliberately pulled down the zipper in front of me, complaining about the weight.
And there it was—a pink bikini top covering her ample breasts, jiggling into view.
She really was a vixen.
She must have disliked wearing a bikini or one-piece outright, feeling too exposed.
So she'd layered it under the rash guard to subtly reveal it just to me.
The fact that her innocent face had schemed this up was both cute and intriguing.
She seemed to enjoy showing off to me quite a bit.
“If it's heavy, just take the top off. Looks like you're wearing a bikini underneath.”
“That'd be... a bit embarrassing. I'll just keep it like this.”
She said that, but didn't zip it back up.
And then she said something even more interesting.
“Tae-hu, I am good at one thing, though.”
“What's that?”
“I'll show you.”
Yoo Eun-joo floated effortlessly on the water's surface.
With her eyes closed, gazing up at the ceiling in backstroke position—she clearly had practice.
But in that pose, her cleavage was perfectly visible through the open zipper.
She was obviously doing it to tempt me.
“Pfft!”
Yoo Eun-joo surfaced, puffing her cheeks in disappointment.
“Ah, the clothes. Hold on.”
She took off the rash guard and pants, handed them to me, and lay back again.
If not for the info window, anyone would think she was seducing me outright.
The pink bikini she seemed to have worn on purpose, her shaking breasts, and all that exposed flesh skin dazzled my eyes.
A hint of areola peeked from the bikini side—damn, that was hot.
Seizing the chance, I moved toward her legs.
But the bikini gripped her breasts tightly, so unfortunately, no mole sighting.
“How was that? Pretty good, right?”
She took her clothes back from me and put them on, but still left the zipper down.
“Not bad. You could float in the Pacific.”
“Stop joking. Heh.”
Even though I'd blatantly stared at her cleavage while talking, she just laughed it off.
If she'd come in a bikini from the start, it might've felt like standard swimwear, but wearing it under the rash guard gave it a bra vibe—way more exciting to watch.
The lesson continued with her zipping and unzipping for that thrill.
And even after it wrapped up,
“Tae-hu, can I ask a favor?”
“What?”
“Pull me along. I want to feel what it's like drifting on the water.”
She extended her hands to me in backstroke position and let me tow her.
With the zipper fully open.
Eyes closed too—that was straight-up begging me to look.
“Thanks, Tae-hu.”
“No problem. I'll teach you again next time.”
“Really? Then I'll hit you up.”
“Sure.”
Just as I thought the lesson was over,
She went up the pool steps ahead of me, deliberately bending at the waist.
Her soaked shorts revealed the firm curve of her ass, teasing me to the end.
She used me right up till the last second.
Not that I minded. For now.
I showered and stepped out of the pool area to find Yoo Eun-joo waiting.
“You taught me swimming for free, so I'll buy the beers!”
How could I refuse her bubbly offer?
My phone had a message from Lee Eun-ae.
A photo of her at home, legs spread. Come over, it said.
I ignored it, of course. That wouldn't satisfy me.
“Sounds good. Let's go.”
She led me to a nearby convenience store.
“It's outdoor seating, but it's cool here and nice. Okay?”
“Yeah, I like outdoor spots.”
We clinked beer cans with some simple dry snacks.
But we couldn't stay long together.
Somehow, her husband had found out and shown up.
“Eun-joo. You know you should come straight home after work.”
“Ah, bro, aren't you working late?”
“I heard you were here and came out for a bit.”
Crazy bastard.
She was so well-known that someone must've tipped him off. Still, this level of control was too much.
“It's been a while.”
“Yeah, Section Chief. How've you been?”
“Not great. Judging by how uncomfortable this makes me.”
“……”
His displeasure toward me was plain as day.
“I feel like I need to know why you two are drinking alone at this hour.”
“Bro, I'll explain.”
“Be quiet. Yoo Eun-joo.”
At that one command, she bowed her head like a scolded puppy. It was pitiful.
Seeing that irritated me for no reason.
“Why do I owe you an explanation, Section Chief?”
“……”
His glare twisted further at my bold tone.
“Drinking beer alone with another man's wife at this hour. Wouldn't any husband wonder? Explain yourself. Seo. Tae. Hu. In. Tern.”
I could see him boiling inside.
Maybe that's why I felt more relaxed.
I let out a disbelieving scoff.
“So I'm the one getting misunderstood here? You're seeing me as some shameless creep, right? Is that it, Section Chief?”
“Then explain.”
“She said she'd explain. You don't trust your Assistant Manager?”
“My wife's kind and naive; she'd have no reason. But you—knowing she's married, you shouldn't be doing this. The proper thing is to send her back home, no?”
“Oh, bro. I was the one who suggested drinks.”
“I said be quiet. Yoo Eun-joo.”
“So you think I have some other motive?”
“That'd be fortunate.”
He nailed my intentions. Sharp as ever.
No need to confess outright, though.
“No other motive. She offered a beer as thanks for the swim lesson, so we sat for a bit. Happy?”
“You didn't have to accept.”
“I haven't lived as heartlessly as you, Section Chief. I return favors with favors. That's how people live.”
In other words, you're not human.
“……”
“……”
As our verbal sparring dragged on, Yoo Eun-joo fidgeted before finally snapping,
“If you're gonna keep this up, I'm going first. Come home whenever, bro.”
And off she went.
“Hoo. Be more careful next time.”
“Where do you think you're going? Apologize first.”
“Why should I?”
“You treated an innocent guy like a perv.”
“Don't do things that invite misunderstandings.”
In the end, he muttered that and followed after her.
Unbelievable.
This just makes me want her more.
'Lee Eun-ae?'
I got home in a pissed-off mood and saw Lee Eun-ae waiting at my door.
She bit her lip hard when she saw me.
“Why are you here? At this hour.”
“Sigh. You shitty bastard.”
“……”
“Fine. I'll do it. Right in front of you. You asshole.”
She was really mad.
Maybe I'd teased her too much.
Adding up the trip, it'd been over a week without any action. She must be itching.
She had a high sex drive to begin with.
Keep teasing, and she might stab me.
I chuckled and opened the door.
“Come in.”