The Gluttonous Part-Timer

The knock at the door pulled me outside. Baek Jina stood there, wrapped in the faint scent of coffee that clung to her after closing up the cafe.

"You came again?"

"Hehe, am I being a bother?"

"Ugh, just get in here."

"Yes! Thank you!"

Baek Jina flashed an adorable smile and stepped into my studio apartment. It had been exactly a week since she last passed out in my room.

I figured she wouldn't show up again.

She'd let me see an embarrassing side of her in front of the opposite sex. If it had been me, I would have avoided any future meetings out of pure shame. But apparently her appetite won out over her embarrassment, because here she was again.

She'd shown up late at night without any warning. I briefly considered turning her away, but in the end I opened the door.

She does seem to work hard at her part-time job.

She was quick, efficient, and genuinely kind to the customers. It had only been about a week since she started, yet Park Nayoung already adored her, constantly praising what a great hire she'd made.

"Excuse me."

Baek Jina handed me a large grocery bag. Inside were all kinds of ingredients, packed to the brim.

"Are you planning a trip or something?"

"I wasn't sure what you'd be good at making, so I just bought everything."

"What do you feel like eating?"

"Fried stuff!"

Sure enough, the bag was loaded with frying powder and every kind of ingredient you could deep-fry.

Fried food, huh.

To be honest, it was a pain. Frying at home created way more cleanup than other dishes. I turned to ask if she wanted anything else.

"Something besides fried—"

The words died in my throat the moment I saw her. Baek Jina had taken off her coat. Instead of her usual plain T-shirt, she wore an extremely tight one that made the full shape of her enormous breasts stand out. The neckline plunged so low it completely exposed her deep cleavage.

"Hm? What did you say, oppa?"

"Fried food is fine. Fried food is good. Just wait a bit."

"Yay! Thank you, oppa!"

My eyes had been locked on her cleavage, so I unconsciously agreed to her request. Watching me, Seria let out a sigh.

That's perfectly natural for a guy.

How many men could look at cleavage that impressive and not stare? Most of them would lose their minds. I'd never seen her wear anything this revealing when we worked at the chicken shop together, so I had to wonder what kind of mood she was in today.

No way…

The words I'd thrown at her the last time we parted suddenly came back to me.

Next time you come over, I'm definitely touching those tits!

I'd only said it in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the heat of the moment. But judging by the incredibly revealing outfit, she seemed to have taken it seriously.

Does this mean I have permission?

If touching those breasts was on the table, I could fry a mountain of food without complaint. I headed straight for the kitchen and got to work.

I cracked eggs and prepared the batter. There were a lot of shrimp—she must like them. I made shrimp tempura the star and fried up everything else along with it. To create the absolute best version possible, I poured Sex Power into the ingredients, the batter, and even the oil.

The divine seasoning known as Sex Power turned the fried food into something that simply could not taste bad. The pieces came out a brilliant, pure gold, like solid bars of sunlight.

Baek Jina bit into a shrimp tempura with sparkling eyes full of anticipation.

Crunch—!

The incredibly crisp sound echoed through her mouth. The appearance, the sound, and above all the flavor were perfect.

"Hngh! So good! It's delicious! This is the best!"

She let out exclamations like a character from a cooking manga. It made all the effort feel worth it.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Beer, please."

"Is it okay for you to drink?"

"I'll only drink enough that I won't throw up."

The fact that she said "won't throw up" instead of "won't get drunk" felt very meaningful. It sounded like an invitation—if she got tipsy and passed out, I could touch her breasts as much as I wanted.

Well, we'll see how it goes.

Most of the fried food on the plates had disappeared, and several empty beer cans rolled across the table.

"Hngnya… I can't eat any more…"

Baek Jina spouted a classic line and sprawled across the table, half-conscious in that dreamy state between sleep and drunkenness.

I shook her shoulder. "Hey, Baek Jina. Wake up. You need to go home."

"Sleepy… I wanna sleep here…"

"If you sleep here, I'm going to touch your breasts."

Her unfocused eyes drifted for a moment. At the word "breasts" she looked at me and mumbled in a tiny voice.

"You can… touch my breasts…"

Then she collapsed completely. She seemed to have fallen fast asleep.

Is she actually sleeping?

Gulp.

A beautiful, big-breasted girl was sleeping right in front of me. On top of that, I'd received explicit permission to touch her breasts. Saliva slid down my throat before I could stop it.

I poked her soft cheek with a finger. She didn't wake. Next I slid a finger into the deep valley between her breasts. The firm, springy flesh squeezed my finger pleasantly. The urge to slide something other than a finger between them surged through me.

I sat her in the chair and began removing her clothes piece by piece. I lifted her arms in a victory pose, peeled off the tight T-shirt, and unhooked her bra. Two large, perky breasts sprang free.

They were so big I couldn't cover even one with a single hand. They had to be at least an F-cup.

They're incredible.

They were so large and beautifully shaped that the sight alone drew a sigh of admiration. I'd seen them once before, but I hadn't had the chance to truly appreciate them. This time I took my time, gently cupping them from underneath. The heavy yet incredibly soft sensation filled my palms.

"Mmm… hngnya… hngnya…"

When I started kneading them, Baek Jina talked in her sleep. Maybe because they were so big, she didn't seem to feel much from the touch.

I grew bolder and began using Sex Power to caress them properly.

Breasts really are the best.

I massaged the entire soft, squishy surface, then gently rubbed her pink nipples with my fingertips. Unlike before, she started reacting. The soft buds gradually stiffened.

"Should I move her to the bed?"

Her body seemed to be heating up little by little, but she was still breathing peacefully. I laid her down on the bed. After playing with her breasts for a while, I touched her lips. Since I hadn't been given permission for anything lower, I settled for sliding a finger into her mouth.

She began sucking on it like candy.

"Oh, she's good at that."

She must have been dreaming about eating something. Her tongue wrapped around my finger inside her mouth. At this rate, it felt like I could use it as practice for something other than a finger.

"Hngnya… meat…"

"Huh?"

Chomp—!

"Ow!"

She must have been dreaming about eating meat, because she bit down hard on my finger. Fortunately it wasn't a serious injury, but clear tooth marks remained. Putting my penis in there would have been suicide.

I gave up on her mouth and returned my attention to her breasts. I hugged her tightly while continuing to fondle them. Her small frame fit perfectly in my arms. Everything except her chest was petite and cute. Her skin was as smooth and flawless as a baby's.

I imagined how good it would feel to have sex with her. My fully erect cock was already poking insistently at her lower body. If there hadn't been any fabric in the way, it would have thrust forward immediately.

No. I have to hold back. I didn't get permission for that.

I could have secretly done it while she slept, but getting reported would cause problems. A former hero couldn't become a criminal, so I decided to limit myself to her breasts.

I kneaded the soft mounds again. No matter how many times I touched them, the feeling never got old. While massaging her left breast, I brought my mouth to the right one and took the protruding pink nipple between my lips. My tongue swirled around it as I began to suck.

The moment I poured Sex Power into the caress, a faint moan escaped her.

"Hngyaang… mmm…"

I carefully climbed on top of her, clinging to her like a baby as I sucked on her breast. I gently pinched and twisted the stiff nipple, adding more stimulation. Little by little, her breathing mixed with real moans.

Then, at some point, I felt her heartbeat against my palm begin to race.

I know.

Her once steady breathing had become irregular and rough. From her reactions, she was definitely awake, yet she wasn't stopping me from fondling her breasts. It was silent permission.

I started caressing her more aggressively. I squeezed hard enough to leave red marks on her pale skin, pouring sexual stimulation into every touch.

"Mmm, ngh… uht…!"

Baek Jina kept her eyes squeezed shut, desperately holding back her moans. She was so embarrassed to face me that she was frantically pretending to still be asleep.

Maybe…?

Just in case, I reached down toward her lower lips. Her body twitched violently and her thighs clamped together tightly.

So that's the limit.

It seemed only her breasts were allowed. It was a shame, but I gave up on anything lower and focused entirely on her chest.

I slid my already painfully hard cock between her breasts. The soft flesh enveloped my entire length. Because they were so large, my cock disappeared completely between them. I pressed them together and moved them in circles, applying pressure to the shaft trapped inside. The silky, pleasant hydraulic pressure of her breasts stimulated me perfectly.

My hard cock pistoned rapidly up and down between the soft mounds. At the same time, I didn't forget to roughly knead and stimulate her breasts. The two huge globes jiggled nonstop.

"Hngh, mmm, ngh…!"

Even though she knew I knew she was awake, Baek Jina continued pretending to sleep, swallowing her moans. The sight only fueled my lust further.

Soon the pleasure building in my cock trapped between her breasts reached its peak. I thrust faster between her tits, putting everything into the final sprint.

"Haa… I'm cumming!"

Thick, hot semen erupted into her cleavage. It overflowed like a milky river, flowing down the valley between her breasts. When I touched the sheets below, they felt slightly damp. It seemed she'd come a little from having her breasts manhandled so relentlessly. At the same time, her breathing had returned to the steady rhythm of sleep.

"Let's stop here for tonight."

I had kneaded, sucked, and licked the enormous breasts I'd wanted to touch for so long to my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠heart's content. We hadn't had sex, but the satisfaction was immense. Of course, saying I didn't want to have sex with her would be a lie. I wanted to do it right now, but I decided to hold back.

Her affection toward me probably isn't that high yet.

Just like taming a puppy with treats, I would slowly tame ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Baek Jina with food.

An unspoken rule had formed between the two of us.