Seaside Frolic (3)
After the intense sex with Do Sihee, where we indulged our long-pent-up desires to the fullest, I sat beside her without bothering to fix my swimsuit, quietly admiring her body still trembling from the aftershocks of climax.
"Hngh, hick…! Hn, uhn…."
Do Sihee, still basking in the lingering waves of her orgasm, lay face-down under the parasol, her body shuddering intermittently. Her disheveled form and the soiled mat were being gently wiped clean by her maid, Eunbyeol, who had approached unnoticed. It was a bit surprising that even someone of the same gender would receive such intimate service from a maid. Back in my original world, a full-body wash was already a high-level luxury, but here, in a world where sexual norms were reversed between men and women, it was even more intriguing.
Curiosity got the better of me, so I casually asked Eunbyeol about what she was doing.
"Eunbyeol."
"Yes, Mr. Kim Sungcheol."
"Do you usually clean Ms. Sihee's body like this?"
"I don't assist with full baths, but after intense masturbation sessions when she's exhausted, I do help out from time to time."
"Doesn't it bother you? Touching another woman's most private areas."
"The mistress experiences much stronger post-orgasm reactions than most, so supporting her temporarily weakened body is simply part of a maid's duty. Of course, from the receiving end, it might feel unpleasant, so such services are usually handled by male butlers. However, the mistress insists no other man besides you touch her body, so I take care of it."
Eunbyeol's expression showed no awkwardness or hesitation whatsoever—it was as if this was the most natural obligation in the world. Well, in this world, such services were more commonly performed by men than women anyway.
The main reason for the reversed gender roles here boiled down to the presence or absence of awakening abilities. Basic sexual functions were no different from my original world, and the fact that women, not men, suffered greater aftershocks from orgasms hadn't changed either. Viewed that way, caring for one's mistress in the throes of post-climax bliss wasn't all that unusual. In fact, having a male butler wipe her down would be the norm, so Do Sihee deserved praise for entrusting her body to her female maid out of loyalty to me.
Sitting beside her, I gently stroked Do Sihee's hair, and she responded with a subtle, pleased smile.
"Sihee."
"Yes, Sungcheol."
"You're doing great. From now on, don't show your body to other men—or let them touch you—any more than necessary."
"…Is that something you should say, when you're the one meeting other women besides me?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna do it, but you don't."
With a woman like Do Sihee, a firm stance was far more effective than half-hearted apologies. As expected, she let out a light chuckle and nodded.
"I never planned to anyway."
"Really?"
"Once you've met someone like you, no other man could ever satisfy me the same way. I have no interest wasting time on mediocre guys who can't even bring me to climax. Honestly, I don't even have enough time to spend with you."
"Good. Thanks."
"If gender weren't an issue, I would've had the Do Kyung Group sponsor you to transfer to the Ariel Foundation. That way, under the pretext of being in the same party, we could've met more often."
"The Ariel Foundation has a strict rule of only accepting female hunters. Probably impossible."
There were two main qualifications for joining the Ariel Foundation. First, hunters affiliated with socially prestigious figures, corporate owners, their heirs, or companies. Second, those transferring from trusted major guilds—or in Korea's case, companies or associations—with S-rank or higher credentials verified.
These were the only paths in. Even if you met the first condition, male hunters were rigorously screened out from the start. The Ariel Foundation was infamous for never admitting a single male hunter since its founding.
One might wonder how such a selective guild survived in tiny Korea, but the Ariel Foundation wasn't limited to domestic operations—it was backed by a global conglomerate. The "Big Three" label applied only locally; on a worldwide scale, no company or association could match its capital.
"All done, Mistress."
"Hoo, thanks for the hard work, Eunbyeol."
"It's only natural."
Eunbyeol bowed politely to Do Sihee before turning her gaze to me.
"Shall I clean your body as well, Mr. Kim Sungcheol?"
"Pardon?"
"You haven't fixed your swimsuit yet, so I thought to offer. Of course, if you're uncomfortable, feel free to decline."
The service of a professional maid wiping down one's body. I wasn't entirely uninterested, but I hadn't left my swimsuit disheveled for her sake. I politely shook my head.
"Your offer doesn't displease me, but I'll pass this time."
"I see."
"Someone else has already volunteered to serve me besides you."
With that, I lowered my gaze to meet Do Sihee's eyes and pointed at my cock right in front of her face.
"Clean it up nice and thorough. That's your job."
"Yes!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Do Sihee buried her face in my crotch, licking and sucking my cock every which way with her lips and tongue to make it spotless. Sure, I was curious about a pro maid's touch, but Do Sihee's cleanup blowjob after our long-awaited reunion took priority.
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After the oil massage and a quick wipe-down, we fixed our swimsuits and plunged straight into the sea. It wouldn't make sense to come to a beachside villa for a change of pace and leave without actually swimming.
The loosening-up fuck was done; now it was time for some real ocean fun.
"Sungcheol, are you a good swimmer?"
"Eh, I learned a bit in school trying to awaken an ability, but not sure if I still remember it."
"How about a race to that rock over there? Loser grants the winner a wish—something like that?"
"Hm, not a bad idea…."
A little bet would spice things up, so I was about to nod when a sudden unease hit me, prompting me to add a condition.
"You mean wishes within reason, right? No crazy demands like signing marriage papers just because it's a playful bet."
"…O-Of course! What do you take me for?!"
She hadn't gone that far, but something similar had clearly crossed her mind, given her half-beat-late denial. Good thing I spelled it out.
In the end, we settled on "a reasonable wish that doesn't upset either party." With conditions set, our race kicked off abruptly, with Eunbyeol—who'd been eavesdropping—acting as judge.
"Both of you, take your positions."
At Eunbyeol's cue, Do Sihee and I lined up at the sand-sea boundary.
Pure swimming skill? No way I could beat her. Surfing was her hobby, and she owned a beach villa—her not being a strong swimmer was absurd. In swimming, where arm and shoulder power mattered, her awakening reinforced those muscles. I had swordsmanship awakening too, but her proficiency crushed mine, levels aside. Plus, swimming wasn't my hobby; I only knew crawl.
Yet I accepted because I had an ace up my sleeve to match hers.
"First to touch the black rock over there and return to the start wins."
"Got it."
"Sounds good."
"Ready… one, two…."
Eunbyeol raised what looked like a pistol—where'd that come from?—and called the start.
"Go!"
Her declaration and the pistol's flare bang echoed as Do Sihee shot into the sea like a bullet. I, crouched low, exploded upward at a 45-degree angle, rocketing dozens of meters on my level-6 swordsmanship-enhanced jump.
The "First move wins" strategy. I'd covered half the distance to the turnaround rock in one leap. No matter her swim speed—in water—she couldn't beat someone who'd flown more than halfway.
Splash! I hit the water and swam straight for the rock. Instead of turning back, I planted both feet on it. Do Sihee arrived then, kicking off to head back, but I leaped again from the reef, shaving off another half-distance.
Result: my victory, naturally. Do Sihee emerged three seconds later, yelling from the surf.
"That's cheating!"
"If you're mad, train your jump power."
I'd agreed to a race, not a swim contest.
"…Mr. Kim Sungcheol wins," Eunbyeol declared flatly. Her perpetual poker face somehow looked even icier now.