Chapter 46
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Yoo Jo-eun (5)
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"Mm..."
The instincts of an athlete woke me early in the morning.
"You're awake?"
A woman's voice...? Right. Last night, I'd gone at it with Jo-eun until she passed out, then played with her body some more and finished three times. She'd already showered and looked fresh and clean.
"Ahaha, you're up early too?"
"Yeah. I don't sleep much in the mornings anyway. But Maeng-ho, you're up early yourself?"
"Yeah. You know how it is with athletes—we get up a bit early. Oh! What time is it now?"
"Let me see... It's 7 a.m."
7 a.m.... If it weren't vacation, I'd definitely be late for school. It takes a while from Nowon to school. But luckily, it was vacation time, and today was an off day from training.
"You have no idea how startled I was when I woke up? My body was covered in your cum."
"Ahem. Sorry about that."
"I don't even remember anything... You just had your fun all by yourself."
All by myself? Does that mean she wished she could've joined in? Guess she was satisfied after all.
"Next time, we'll enjoy it together."
"Next time? Hm..."
Her expression suddenly darkened. Why?
"Actually... um... I'm sorry. I think I drank too much yesterday and messed up. I'm not usually like that."
"Messed up? You seemed fine. It was good yesterday, wasn't it?"
"Oh, well... The thing is... If word gets out that I'm dating a member, I could get fired... Our center's pretty strict about that. I'm really sorry, but... could you keep yesterday a secret?"
"What...?"
I put on a flustered voice. Truth be told, when I took her virginity yesterday, I'd been prepared to date her, but this worked out perfectly for me. Heh heh heh.
'Taking a girl's virginity and not taking responsibility? What a scumbag. Heh heh heh.'
'Thanks to you, Rogers.'
How foolish is a life tied to one woman?
'Exactly. Tying yourself to one woman is foolish.'
'Says the guy who got married three times...?'
'Fuck! Where'd you hear that?'
'Just got bored and checked Namu Wiki.'
'Shit! Damn internet! The internet's ruining the world!'
He was really losing it—must be embarrassed. But coming from a guy who'd been married three times, his words carried even more weight. A life tied to one woman is how miserable...? Three times over! That grudge must be what turned Rogers into a ghost.
"...I'm sorry."
While I was chatting with Rogers and went quiet, Jo-eun apologized.
"Sigh. I'm not usually like this. To a high schooler... Ha, I was so scared yesterday, and with the alcohol, I wasn't in my right mind."
The guilt in her voice was obvious. She felt bad for seducing a young guy—a high schooler, no less (held back a year or not). Maybe I should play along.
"Jo-eun... Was I just a toy to you?"
"Ha... I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to go like this..."
"So all those feelings for me were fake?"
Saying it out loud, I started getting into the role—felt like a tragic heroine all of a sudden.
'Your face is priceless. Heh heh heh.'
'Am I a good actor? Man, I should've gone into acting...'
"It's not like that... I'm sorry, Maeng-ho. But really... Sniff. If I get fired from here, I don't know what I'd do... This is all I know. Sniff. The industry's small, so rumors would make it hard to find another job. No money to start my own place... Sniff. I'm sorry..."
Jo-eun was in tears now.
"Jo-eun. Then how about we don't officially date... but meet up like this sometimes? I'm confident I won't get caught."
"Yes...?"
Her teary eyes looking up at me were... pretty cute. That cuteness triggered my instincts, and I pressed my lips to hers.
"Sniff...!"
After a brief kiss, I looked her straight in the eye and said,
"I'm fine with things like this! We can comfort each other sometimes, right? You have your pains, and so do I. Just occasionally... like this..."
"Maeng-ho... I'm really sorry. I'm a bad woman. Playing with people's hearts..."
"I don't care!"
"Then... let's meet sometimes. I don't want things to end with you either."
Tears streamed from her eyes, but a bright smile formed on her lips. I pulled her into a tight hug. I felt her soft shoulders and her breasts squishing against my muscles. Then she kissed me first.
"Mmph."
My hand instinctively went to her breast. Since we'd just gotten up, there was no bra—nice and soft, molding to my hand. As I groped her, we headed to the bed.
Cadillac. Pilates equipment. A wooden mat with a hanging bar, equipped with straps for hands or feet. All sorts of gear for various Pilates exercises. Why explain this?
"Ah! Ahhng!"
Because Jo-eun was hanging naked from it! Gripping the bar with her hands, legs hooked into the hanging straps, she was completely defenseless.
"Feels good?"
"Nngh, yesss!"
Squelch squelch—as I fingered her exposed pussy, her juices squirted out. All that development over the past few days was paying off.
It'd been a week since our first time. Now we were at the stage of fucking in the studio.
"Nowww, come in!"
"Won't it be dangerous like this?"
"I'm confident in my core muscles!"
Seeing her like that hanging from the equipment, I couldn't hold back anymore. I climbed onto the mat with the towel laid out and aimed my glans at her pussy.
"Here I go then?"
"Yes!"
To keep her from falling, I supported her back with both hands and pushed my glans into her barely-used pussy. It still resisted since we hadn't done it much, but it couldn't stop me.
"I should be the one exercising... but you're the one working out, Jo-eun."
"Nngh. This... ahng... counts as exercise too..."
This time, I grabbed her sides and rocked her body back and forth. Her body moved in sync with my arms.
Her pussy walls clenched like they didn't want to let go, but they couldn't beat my arm strength. It felt totally different—like using a large onahole!
"Hoo! Hoo! Ugh! It's piercing me!!!"
Just like she said, it felt like my dick was kissing her womb.
"Say something if it's too much! Don't want you getting hurt!"
"It's good! Harder, harder! Aaah!"
After stabbing her womb a few times, her strength gave out—her hands nearly slipped from the bar. I quickly hugged her back. Sensing the danger, she wrapped her arms around my neck. Like a standing carry-fuck position.
"Hold on tight!"
"Yesss!"
Using the hanging straps on her legs, I lifted and lowered her body. The rebound from the straps made it hit even harder than regular standing carry.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
Every time my glans poked her cervix, weird moans leaked from her mouth. Weird, but the kind that stimulated my dick!
"Nngh! I'm gonna cum!!"
"One more set! You can do it, Instructor!"
"I can't! My head! My head's going white!"
Kch. Her pussy muscles spasmed in that pre-orgasm rhythm, massaging my dick.
"Eeeee!"
Her juices squirted out, soaking my lower body. I'd edged her—stimulate till the brink, stop, repeat—until now she could squirt like urine. Fun to watch, but tsk, it splashed the floor.
'Cleaning can wait.'
"Jo-eun! Let me cum too!"
"Haaah."
I pulled her dazed self off the hanging straps and laid her on the Cadillac mat. Then I climbed on top, slid my dick between her tits, and squeezed them with my hands.
"Ahng!"
"Hurry, Jo-eun, or the next class starts soon."
"Nooo."
Snapping to at my words, she lifted her head and licked my glans. Feeling the soft tits and wet tongue, I thrust between her breasts.
Splurt splurt. As my dick twitched and semen threatened to burst, Jo-eun—determined not to dirty the floor—took my glans in her mouth. My load shot into her mouth. I pulled out and pried her lips open with my finger—white cum sat in her red mouth like cheese on tteokbokki.
"It's protein, so swallow up."
"Yes."
Gulp gulp—my semen slid down her throat.
"Haa, sex here is great, but cleanup sucks."
"Tell me about it."
After our romp, we wiped down roughly with towels and grabbed mops to clean the mystery fluids from the floor.
"Ugh, only 30 minutes till the next class! Hurry, hurry!"
Snapping back to reality, she cleaned the studio fast. That passion to keep her job—admirable! Thanks to her, we finished quickly.
"Hehe, done on time like we promised?"
Pilates 40 minutes, sex 20 minutes. Our rule. With my stamina, 20 minutes felt short, but I needed time for training too.
"Oh, by the way, what happened with the stalker?"
The day we first did it, she went to the police with me to report him. I hadn't heard the outcome, so I was curious.
"Luckily, we had his info in the center's database, so they caught him. Thanks to you, Maeng-ho, we got the stalker too..."
Good to hear.
"Shall we go wash up then? Wish we could shower together, but no."
"CCTV outside the studio. Can't risk it."
Good thing there was no CCTV in here—we could fuck freely. Plus, private studios per instructor made it perfect.
"Alright, up we go?"
I offered my hand to her as she sat up shyly, and she took it bashfully.
"See you next week then. Take care."
"Nah, I'm the one who should say that."
Her shy face flushed red. That shyness stirred my dick again.
'Not now! Hold it in! Little Maeng-ho! Plenty of classes left!'
...What equipment to try next time?
Days of training and sex flew by. Nights with Hye-jin sis, school with Hyun-ah, and Pilates days with Jo-eun.
Before I knew it, the Phoenix Tournament—the last major high school event—had started. With top high schoolers away on the youth national team, Korean Physical Education High School cruised to the finals.
No need to say I was at the center of it.
"Today, Ji Maeng-ho, you're batting leadoff. You got this?"
"Yeah. Leave it to me."
My first time leading off in high school. Unfamiliar spot, but blaming the lineup at high school level? Pathetic.
The finals opponent was Gunsan Industrial High, a baseball powerhouse. They hadn't achieved much lately, though. Their teamwork was solid—that was the only concern. Videos showed good defense and organization.
'Scared?'
'Me? You joke well.'
Even so, no real worries. High school level at best.