Chapter 91
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Ideal Type
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"Ideal type?"
"Suddenly?"
"Just answer the question."
Sujin's foot stroked my cock under her pants.
"I don't really have an ideal type... um..."
"Cut the bullshit. Just say whatever comes to mind right now."
I thought of Yujeong.
I didn't really have an ideal type, but maybe now was the time to think of my girlfriend.
No.
If I said something similar to Yujeong, sharp-witted Kim Sujin might figure out we're dating.
I wanted to keep our secret relationship going for a while.
I didn't want the others meddling, and I still wanted to savor the thrill of my first romance a bit longer.
With the intent to tease Sujin, I said playfully,
"Didn't I say I'd knock you up?"
"...?!"
Sujin widened her eyes in shock and slowly released her grip on my chin.
She probably thought pregnancy talk was just bedroom banter to heighten the excitement.
"Since you're my ideal type, I want to impregnate you."
I flashed a grin.
Sujin whipped her head toward the window.
"Fuck."
Her face looked a bit tense as she glanced at me sidelong.
I asked her,
"But why ideal type out of nowhere?"
"Just curious. Bored."
"What about you, Sujin? What's your ideal type?"
Kim Sujin withdrew her foot from between my legs.
She rested her breasts on the table and leaned toward me slightly.
Then, gesturing under the table with her eyes, she whispered,
"Your dick."
"...?"
Sujin chuckled and straightened up.
"I don't care about faces. But first round pass requires a dick like yours, Minwoo."
"Size?"
"Hmm. Size? Not quite. Anyway, it has to satisfy me at least as much as yours."
Which meant I was the only one on Earth who passed the first round.
"So you won't know if it's a real pass until you try other guys?"
Sujin giggled.
"Idiot. Why would I fuck other guys? Is there another dick like yours in the world?"
What?
I asked seriously,
"...So I'm your ideal type?"
"Drinking your own kimchi soup again."
"That's what you just said."
"I like your dick, not you. Same thing?"
Ah.
I nodded.
"Got it completely."
"You understand? What I mean?"
"So you want to get fucked senseless by your ideal type—me—get pregnant, and then reluctantly marry me. Right?"
Obviously a joke.
"..."
Sujin stared at me quietly.
Then she spoke seriously.
"I went to the gynecologist."
"...What?"
"My breasts felt bigger lately, so I got a checkup just in case."
My heart suddenly pounded.
No way.
Sujin said,
"Not pregnant, so relax."
"..."
I swallowed hard and waited silently.
Sujin scratched the tip of her nose awkwardly.
"Just mild pseudocyesis."
She glanced at me, then looked down.
Continuing with a face full of embarrassment and shame,
"You wouldn't get it as a guy, but getting pounded by a dick like yours... even with birth control, it feels like, 'Oh shit, I'm gonna get pregnant for real.'"
Blood rushed straight to my already hard cock under my pants.
I nodded calmly, hiding my reaction.
Sujin tsked and muttered,
"Don't get the wrong idea. It's not that I want to get pregnant. It's just the thought triggering pseudocyesis symptoms."
"Yeah, got it."
"And it might not even be pseudocyesis."
"...?"
"Your dick's so weird. Could be your dick or cum making my breasts grow. Hospitals won't consider that unscientific shit. To them, it's pseudocyesis."
Hm.
Could be.
Sujin continued,
"Ayoung's been thrilled her ass got bigger lately. I bet it's the same reason as me."
Ah.
Could be.
I crossed my arms and said,
"Then we'll know if we wait. If they shrink back now that we know it's not pregnancy, it was pseudocyesis. If they stay big, it's my dick's fault."
Sujin nodded.
"Yeah, pretty much."
"...?"
"If it's your dick... fuck... that pisses me off."
"Why?"
Isn't that good?
"I liked the old size better. Now they're just like Yujeong's. Fuck. Gotta buy new bras. Heavy as hell."
I stared blankly at Sujin's breasts on the table.
Spotting my gaze, Kim Sujin waved her hand in front of my eyes.
"Where you looking?"
I muttered like I was hypnotized.
"Boobs."
"Fucking perv. Don't stare."
Just then, footsteps approached outside the partition.
Yujeong appeared with an iced Americano and a cookie.
She handed them to Sujin, saying,
"Here. It's hot out there."
"Thanks."
"Eat this too."
Yujeong pushed the cookie toward Sujin.
"Oh? Thanks."
Sujin took the coffee cup and brought it to her lips.
She paused and asked Yujeong,
"Did you put in a full shot?"
"Yeah."
"Gonna dilute it with water. Otherwise, I can't sleep at night lately."
Sujin grabbed a water glass from my tray and added water to her coffee.
Yujeong slipped her hands into her apron pocket and stared at me.
"...What?"
She shrugged.
"Nothing. Need anything?"
"Nah."
"Okay. Later."
As Yujeong turned to leave, she paused and eyed Sujin's skirt.
"What?"
"Huh? Nice skirt."
"Yeah? Just grabbed one from home."
Yujeong nodded and headed back downstairs.
As soon as she left, Sujin giggled and sipped the remaining water.
Why's she laughing?
As if reading my mind, she answered,
"Yujeong likes you."
"Huh? What nonsense."
"70% sure. No, 80%."
What?
How'd she know?
What clue?
Sujin stood, checked beyond the partition, then sat back down.
Making sure Yujeong had gone to the first floor.
Sipping from the cup, she said,
"Why would Choi Yujeong come up here from the first floor? It's not like there are no customers."
"To bring you coffee?"
"Duh, moron. That's an excuse. She came to check because you and I are tucked away in this hidden corner."
I knew that too.
Yujeong had definitely shown it before leaving.
I thought only I, her boyfriend, would notice, but apparently not.
"What could we do here? There's CCTV."
Sujin glanced up to check the CCTV position.
"That's why she brought the Americano."
"...?"
"It's filming right now. What, you think we'd fuck? The most we could do is..."
Sujin tapped the table with her finger.
"Me sucking you off under the table where it's hidden."
"Ah."
So that's why she brought coffee and cookies?
We had an unspoken rule.
Whenever giving a blowjob, always do it with a clean mouth.
Any infection could ruin my dick, which would be disastrous.
So we brushed teeth and didn't eat beforehand for blowjobs.
Of course, I washed thoroughly before receiving.
Sujin interpreted the coffee and cookie as 'Don't suck Kim Minwoo's dick without eating this first.'
"You saw her staring at my skirt when she left?"
"What about it? ...Ah."
Is that it?
Pants are tough, but a skirt makes it easy to cum quickly even mid-blowjob under the table.
Spilling on the cafe floor? Just grab the mop from the bathroom—no problem.
"But maybe she brought it just to say don't do that stuff here. That's a stretch for proof she likes me..."
Sujin shook her head.
"Ugh, seriously. You know how to fuck girls but nothing else."
"..."
"Her eyes were total lovey-dovey. The kind that sees you as more than a friend."
"That obvious?"
"Tch."
Sujin shook her head in frustration.
She took off her thin outer layer and handed it to me.
I took it naturally and asked,
"What's this for?"
"Cover your lap."
"Huh?"
Sujin grinned.
"Wanna know my second-round pass criterion for ideal types?"
"What?"
"There has to be at least one girl who likes that guy."
"...?"
Sujin lightly licked her lips with her tongue.
"Makes it taste even better."
With that, she slipped under the table.
I glanced at the CCTV.
It's fine.
The monitor for CCTV is inside the break room.
Can't see from the counter either.
And it's usually off.
"Customer 64, your iced Americano is ready."
Yujeong's voice came from below.
Lunch rush starting, customers piling up, getting busy.
So.
I looked at Sujin's top covering my navel and below.
Something moved busily under the thin fabric.
Sujin was lying under the table, sucking my cock.
No face visible, so even more intense.
Knowing I couldn't see her face, she didn't care about expressions, diving deeper into the taste than usual.
Slurp slurp
Sucking the glans like a vacuum, then teasing my urethra with her tongue tip to mess with me.
"Ah-"
A soft moan escaped me.
I slipped my hand under the outer layer and stroked Sujin's cheek.
She released my cock, licked my balls, and rubbed her cheek against my hand.
This seductive bitch.
No face, so she's acting cute in ways she never does.
Sujin licked my balls thoroughly, then took my cock back in.
Sluuurp. Sluuurp.
Slowly engulfing it in her mouth.
She's gonna deepthroat.
The monster cock slid into her mouth.
Her throat clenched around the glans.
Footsteps of customers climbing the stairs.
"Whoa, second floor's spacious."
I clenched my jaw, eyes squeezed shut, stifling moans with mouth agape.
Sujin pulled out from her throat, then squeezed the glans tight with her lips.
"Hngh."
Her moan from deep in her throat vibrated against my cock.
And at the same time,
Squiiiirt-
Water sounds, her body trembling.
"Hey, there's like a study room back there. Room for all six of us?"
Fuck.
Coming here?
Second floor getting noisy with customers, luckily masking Sujin's squirting on the floor.
Plus, the partition was wood up to table height, frosted glass above—outsiders could see silhouettes, knew it was occupied.
"Oh? Someone's in there."
So unless they rounded the wall and checked inside, no way to know what was happening.
The multiple footsteps headed away.
Hearing them fade, Sujin sucked even bolder.
Slurp slurp slurp
"Hngh. Mmmph."
Saliva churning in her mouth, breaths leaking out—loud enough for me to hear clearly.
Trusting the second-floor noise, but she seemed more aroused than usual.
I gently stroked Sujin's jaw under her top.
Her saliva dripped onto my hand.
Then,
Pop.
A KakaoTalk notification on the bottom right of my laptop.
From Yujeong.
Hey, Kim Minwoo
Kim Sujin's sucking your dick right now, huh?