I Actually Let Hanna Touch My Pussy
I watched the way the wavy, light brown hair caught the sunlight and sparkled, and I froze on the spot beside Hanna.
What the… Why is Han Soo-hee here? Did she hear everything?
“…Yes. I’m all done. What brings you up to the roof, ma’am?”
“Me? A smoke.”
“Is a music teacher even allowed to smoke?”
“If I say I’m going to, why does it matter?”
“…Right. Suit yourself, then.”
Even though there was a chance our teacher had just overheard me secretly pleasuring my friend’s pussy on the rooftop, Hanna casually changed the subject and started walking again, pulling me along with her.
Come to think of it, the door had been closed… There was no way she could have taken any photos. So if we just acted like nothing happened, we could probably get away with it.
I silently admired Hanna’s quick thinking and tried to slip past Han Soo-hee, but—
“Hold on a second.”
“…Yes?”
At the sound of Han Soo-hee’s husky voice calling us, Hanna—who had been walking quickly—stopped dead in her tracks.
“I’d like to have a quick talk with Lee Seon-ah.”
“A talk…?”
A sudden request for a meeting in this situation? What is she thinking…? I wanted to refuse, but… I’m a student and she’s a teacher. I couldn’t just turn down a legitimate request like that.
The moment I started to nod in agreement, Hanna frowned and pulled me back.
“Class is about to start. What kind of meeting is this? And it’s not even your subject—you’re the music teacher.”
“Is a music teacher not a teacher? I’ll let the next instructor know, so it’s fine.”
“…And Seon-ah isn’t feeling well right now. A meeting would be difficult.”
“I’ll keep it short, so it’s okay. Once we’re done, I’ll take Lee Seon-ah to the infirmary myself.”
“…”
“H-Hanna…”
When Hanna looked like she was about to snap at Han Soo-hee, I quickly stopped her and pulled her into a tight hug.
“I’m fine, okay? You don’t have to worry… She’s still a teacher. Nothing bad will happen.”
“…Are you defending that woman right in front of me?”
“Ah, no… That’s not what I meant…”
“I’m kidding.”
Hanna let out a small laugh and gently hugged me back.
“…Be careful. There’s something off about her. If anything happens, call me right away.”
“Okay.”
After whispering that warning in my ear, she turned and headed back to the classroom. I swallowed hard as I watched her go.
Girls’ intuition really is scary…
“Alright, let’s go have our little talk.”
“Where are we…”
“Where else? The usual place—the music preparation room.”
“…”
With Han Soo-hee’s arm wrapped firmly around my waist, I slowly walked toward the music preparation room, silently praying that this incident would pass without incident, just like I’d said.
“Right there… rub it just like that… Hngh…!”
“…”
“Slap my pussy harder… Punish this naughty pussy that made my friend misunderstand until I feel all better♡”
“…I get it, so just stop already.”
We sat facing each other on the sofa in the music preparation room, listening to the audio playing from the phone on the table.
“Why? Isn’t this still not enough evidence? Maybe we should listen to more.”
“…”
“Fine, fine. I’ll stop it here.”
The moment the sound of me panting and moaning from my pussy being played with cut off, the music preparation room fell silent.
“…So. What exactly do you want from me?”
“What I want? …Nothing in particular?”
Liar.
“Then why did you record this? It’s obviously so you can blackmail me with it.”
“I wasn’t even planning to go up to the roof… Well, let’s just go with that.”
“…?”
Let’s just go with that? What the hell is this woman even saying?
Whether I looked at her suspiciously or not, Han Soo-hee picked her phone back up and started tapping away at the screen. She was typing for quite a while—maybe sending a text…
I leaned back against the sofa and quietly observed her.
…She really is beautiful when she keeps her mouth shut.
That cool beauty face, skin so pale and smooth, the soft-looking light brown hair that fell beside her cheek when she tilted her head, and the way her figure made even a simple suit look unexpectedly stylish…
While I was lost in those thoughts, Han Soo-hee put her phone back in her handbag and asked me a question.
“That girl from earlier—her name was Kim Hanna, right?”
“…Yeah.”
“So she’s your girlfriend?”
“G-girlfriend…?”
I covered my burning face with both hands and shook my head vigorously. I quickly pushed away the thought of how nice it would be if Hanna really were my girlfriend. It would be rude to have those kinds of delusions about a perfectly normal girl who likes boys…
“Hanna isn’t my girlfriend or anything. She’s just… a normal friend.”
“I see. Just a friend…”
Han Soo-hee nodded at my answer, then smiled and spoke again.
“Then… you let someone who isn’t even your girlfriend touch your body?”
“L-let her touch my body… That’s not…”
“Until you could barely walk on your own, with your pussy getting thoroughly fucked…”
Han Soo-hee, who had been sitting across from me, suddenly moved over and plopped down right beside me.
“Moaning so lewdly that it could be heard through that thick door…”
Then, with one arm around my waist and the other gently gripping my chin, she turned my face toward hers.
“And you’re saying you didn’t let her touch you?”
“That’s… um…”
The way she phrased it—“let her touch you”—sounded so strange…! It really wasn’t like that… We’re just really close friends, and there was a misunderstanding that was hard to clear up… So I showed her my pussy that couldn’t lie, just so she could confirm my true feelings… That’s all I did. And after seeing me cum properly, Hanna completely believed that I didn’t hate her…
But did I really need to spill all those details to this blackmailing woman? From what I heard in the recording, it only captured the part where Hanna was touching my pussy… If I just kept my mouth shut, it should be fine.
…Yeah. If I tell her everything, I’ll just be exposing all my weaknesses. Better to let her misunderstand however she wants.
Having organized my thoughts, I placed a hand on my hip and answered confidently.
“That’s right. I actually let Hanna touch my pussy.”
“…For real?”
“Yeah. Ah, no… That’s not what I meant. I asked Hanna to touch my pussy…”
I tried to keep a straight face while looking into Han Soo-hee’s sparkling light brown eyes, but I quickly corrected myself. Saying I “let her touch me” might make it sound like Hanna wanted to touch my pussy and I just gave in. Better to frame it as me asking her for the favor.
But… Han Soo-hee’s questions didn’t stop there.
“I see. So you asked her to touch you, and she just did it right away?”
“Huh…? No, not right away… Hanna didn’t really want to, so… um… I paid her to do it.”
“How much?”
“F-fifty thousand won…?”
“That seems like a fair price.”
With that, she released my chin and held her hand out in front of my face.
“What? What does this mean?”
“Give me the money. Fifty thousand won.”
“…Huh?”
“Other people get paid to touch pussies, so I figured I should start charging too.”
“…”
What the hell is this shameless creature?
“Oh my, don’t look at me like that. It’s scary…”
“If you’re scared, fix that flat acting voice first before you talk.”
She must have been thrilled to have something to blackmail me with, because Han Soo-hee had been giggling nonstop. It was incredibly annoying. When I turned my head away with a pout, she pulled me closer by the waist and started asking more questions.
“So, do you usually go around paying random people to touch you?”
“Not random people… Only the ones I’m close with.”
“Who exactly are you close with?”
“Kim Hanna, Cha Eun—mmph!”
I had been answering absentmindedly, but I quickly clapped a hand over my mouth.
This vicious woman. Trying to milk information out of me so smoothly… At this rate, she must have been born to be a blackmailer.
“Why did you stop talking?”
“I-I’m not telling you. You’d just use it for something weird again.”
When I answered while keeping my mouth covered and staying on full alert, Han Soo-hee just blinked at me like an idiot.
“…What exactly do you think I am?”
“You’re asking even though you already know?”
Han Soo-hee shrugged and let out a small sigh.
“I’ll prove that your perception is a little off.”
“…? What do you mean?”
“This. The recording.”
The phone that had captured my lewd moans was placed back on the table with a soft tap.
“Let’s make a bet. If you win, I’ll delete it.”
“R-really?”
“Really.”
“…And if I lose?”
“Well, then I’ll just keep it. You can try again next time until you succeed.”
“…”
There had to be a reason she was offering me such favorable conditions… I tried to read her expression to figure out what she was plotting, but she just kept smiling sweetly.
“Fine. I’ll take that bet. …So what’s the wager?”
“…I was an idiot for believing you even a little.”
“Why so harsh? This is clearly a win-win for both of us, isn’t it?”
Han Soo-hee neatly folded my school uniform top and placed it on the table, then sat down beside my now half-naked upper body.
“Just to confirm, I’ll repeat the bet. I get to touch your breasts for five minutes. If you can endure it without running away, you win.”
“What exactly counts as ‘enduring’?”
“Hmm. I’ll leave that entirely up to you.”
Leaving the judgment of victory or defeat to me? Where does she get that kind of confidence?
Whatever. It’s still advantageous for me, so there’s no downside.
“…Fine. No taking it back later, okay?”
“It’s fine. I trust you.”
“…”
Acting all nice now, after everything… But honestly, just enduring five minutes of breast touching without any dirty tricks should be easy enough.
“Ready? I’m starting the timer.”
“…Yeah.”
Han Soo-hee tapped the screen of her phone where the timer was displayed, then placed it on the table so I could see it. She pressed herself tightly against my side again and suddenly grabbed my bare breast.
“Eut…!”
“Shall we begin?”
Along with the hot, sticky breath against my ear, Han Soo-hee’s hand began to move slowly across my breast.