Chapter 92

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 92

Chapter Title: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Lie

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What should I do?

Should I just tell her the truth?

It's not great if things go south just two days into my first relationship.

Stay calm.

I stared quietly at the CCTV camera.

Is Yujeong watching me through that thing?

That's impossible.

"Table 72, your watermelon juice is ready."

Yujeong's voice came from downstairs.

Lunchtime rush—she must be swamped.

Yeah.

She didn't see.

Too busy working.

She's probably just fishing.

I fired off a message right away.

Sujin's clothes, draped over my crotch, were moving busily.

Sujin was panting hard, licking my dick like crazy.

Out of the three, she loves giving head the most—and she's the best at it.

Plip.

A message from Yujeong.

A grin crept across my face.

Agh.

Sending a heart in a chat? Gave me chills down my spine.

'Was that too much?'

We've only been dating two days.

Feels like I overdid it to throw off suspicion.

Plip.

Yep, that reaction.

Plip.

At least the suspicion's cleared—small mercies. I focused on the blowjob Sujin was giving me.

"Mmm. Mmph."

She was bobbing her head furiously again, probably close to cumming herself.

I squeezed my eyes shut and tilted my head back.

"Ah—"

"Huum."

Sujin let out a little moan from deep in her throat as she squirted.

Was it my imagination?

Felt like the spasms from her lower body were transmitting right up to her mouth gripping my tip.

Squiiiish—

The sound of liquid.

'It's fine. This much noise upstairs.'

Plip.

A smile spread across my face as I checked the message.

Our first heart exchange as a fresh couple was worth celebrating, but more than that—

Choi Yujeong, who never uses this stuff, sent hearts to me. My heart raced.

Down below, Sujin slurped my dick hard.

Two or ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠three good pumps—the urgent fire was out for now.

She licked the tip teasingly for a bit, regretfully, then crawled out from under the table.

Sujin wiped her mouth and sat in the chair.

"Ah. I can breathe now."

She tilted her head back, eyes closed, savoring the afterglow for a moment.

"Satisfied?"

She opened her eyes at my question.

"Ah. I worked my ass off—why didn't you cum?"

"Still a ways off."

Sujin checked the time on her phone and shook her head firmly, like shaking off temptation.

"Nah, can't. Gotta head down soon."

She nodded toward the bathroom.

"Grab the mop from the storage next to the bathroom? Wipe down under the table?"

I nodded toward my lap.

"Just a bit longer. It's not going down yet."

"...For real."

Sujin chugged the iced Americano Yujeong had brought up.

Then she jumped up and headed to the bathroom.

I wiped my dick, soaked in her spit, with wet wipes and napkins.

Semi-soft now—it fit back in my pants.

Sujin returned with the mop, glaring at me as she cleaned under the table.

"I sucked your dick and now this too?"

"I'll do it later."

I was still covering my crotch with her clothes, pretending it was fully hard.

"Bullshit. Whatever. Fine. Yujeong might come up if I go down."

Sujin finished wiping, grabbed her phone and cookies.

"I'm heading down. You staying?"

I nodded at the laptop.

"Got stuff to do. Around 1 or 2?"

Saying 3 would make it too obvious I was syncing with Yujeong.

"You got here around 8 a.m., right? How long you planning to loiter?"

"..."

"Fucking cheapskate. After all this time, just go. Shoo."

Unfair.

I'm the boss.

Sujin held out her hand.

"Clothes."

I pretended to tuck myself away under her outfit, then handed it over.

She eyed me suspiciously.

"You already put it away and just pretended, didn't you."

"...What?"

I tilted my head innocently.

"Whatever. Dickhead's too cocky now? I'm out."

She rounded the partition and left.

Shortly after Sujin went down, a message from Yujeong.

A brief pause, then another from Yujeong.

Her favorite bear character making a heart.

I bought the dino from the same series and sent one back.

After that, I studied programming and killed time at the cafe until 3.

Yujeong hooked her arm in mine.

"Whatcha want me to make? Anything you're craving?"

3:10 p.m.

After Yujeong clocked out, we left the cafe together and headed to the mart.

"Dumplings and spicy noodles?"

"You shit. Always dumplings. Fridge is stuffed with 'em."

"...They're good."

"No. Eat 'em alone. I'll make burgers."

"Ooh, you can do burgers too?"

We arrived at the mart and shopped around.

I pushed the cart and asked Yujeong,

"Doesn't Sujin suspect something?"

"Not that we're dating—thinks I'm just desperate to fuck you."

"Oh?"

Yujeong nodded, tossing burger buns in the cart.

"Dropped a hint earlier."

"...?"

"Said if I wanna fuck you at home after work, go ahead. Doesn't care."

"And?"

"Played dumb, denied it. Guess what she said?"

"What?"

Yujeong clamped her mouth shut and pretended to punch my solar plexus.

"Said she sucked you off a few times upstairs. You bastard."

She tapped my chest lightly with her fist, then pulled back.

Kim Sujin.

Didn't think she'd rat herself out.

Yujeong grabbed my chin.

"If I catch you lying again, you're dead. For real?"

"No. Honestly."

"Honestly what."

"I didn't really wanna, but Sujin begged, so I let her. Didn't wanna make you jealous for no reason. So—"

"Idiot. I already said I'd allow you with Sujin or Ayoung. Not jealous about that."

Yujeong released my chin and pushed the cart with me.

"Just no lies. Honesty's best between us... since we're dating."

I nodded.

"Got it. Total honesty from now ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on."

"So. Did you cum?"

"No. Really didn't. Sujin only went twice."

"For real?"

"Yeah."

I wrapped my arm around Yujeong's waist.

Leaned in and whispered in her ear,

"Saved it for my girlfriend."

Her face flushed crimson; she glanced around nervously.

"You perv. Cut it out."

Yujeong fumbled to pry my arm off her waist.

The more she did, the tighter I held her slim waist.

"What if someone sees~?"

She laughed and lightly smacked my hand on her waist.

I let go, pretending defeat.

Yujeong fanned her red face.

"Seriously, no more?"

"No more what?"

"PDA in public. Embarrassing."

"I'm... embarrassed?"

I faked shock playfully.

She smacked my chest.

"Quit it. I used to curse people who do this shit. And now here I am."

"Okay, got it. Near school—might run into someone we know."

"Yeah. So don't."

"But at home, anything you want?"

Yujeong flicked her eyes to mine, then straight ahead.

"...Well. ...You were gonna anyway. Oh? Dumplings on sale."

She hid her fluster and zoomed the cart forward alone.

The table was littered with our fresh groceries.

Yujeong lay flat on it, naked except for an apron.

"Haang. Aang. Aaang♡"

Every thrust of my hips drew moans from her.

Her tits spilling sideways against the table—I couldn't resist touching.

"Get up."

"Haa. Haa."

Impaled doggy-style on my thick ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cock, she struggled upright.

I slipped my hands under the apron, gripping both breasts tight.

'Right here.'

Twist the nipples.

"Kgh!"

Yujeong moaned and squirted pussy juice everywhere.

She howled at the ceiling like a bitch in heat.

"Haang. Aaaaang♥"

Her firm ass quivered wildly.

'Breasts really are her erogenous zone.'

Yujeong jerked her hips and turned her head aside.

I pulled her close and kissed her cheek.

Her face desperate with need, she stuck out her tongue.

I rubbed tongues with her, slowly thrusting.

She turned her head back frontward—sideways was tiring.

A big puddle of pussy juice on the floor.

She'd cum five times already—exhausted.

"Cum quick alreadyyy."

She begged cutely.

I asked,

"Inside?"

Thrust thrust thrust

I sped up.

"Khup. Haa. Haang. Haa. In my mouth, mouth."

Practicing facials?

Thrust thrust thrust

Her ass slammed relentlessly into my lower belly.

Climax building.

Yujeong said,

"I'll swallow it tastier than Sujin."