The Chaebol Family's Precious Son (5)

"Let's... eat."

"I will eat. But oppa, why have you been trembling like that since earlier?"

"You...!"

I went through the trouble of showing off my skills and preparing breakfast, yet this bitch seemed far more interested in my crotch. She stayed glued to my side, her hand slipped inside my pants, tormenting my now-shrunken dick while flashing a purely vicious smile.

"Let's eat, I said!"

"Eat. It doesn't concern me, so just eat."

"That's not the problem...!"

Squish— squiiish.

This was the first time I wanted to punch Heeryeon's giggling face as she told me to eat with nothing but words. She had been fondling my dick nonstop since morning, and I was genuinely afraid it might wear out. Realizing I couldn't shake off this pervert, I rested my hand on the spoon. It shook quite a bit at times, but there was no real issue with eating, so I decided to ignore it.

"It's delicious! Did oppa always cook this well?"

"Just eat... It's annoying to answer."

"So prickly. Fine, I'll work out my frustration by playing with your dick."

What kind of logic was it to relieve anger by touching a dick? It was probably a question I would never understand—not now, and maybe not for the rest of my life. In the middle of that lewd and exhausting breakfast, a faint sound reached my ears.

Beep... beep beep.

The natural notification tone that plays when pressing a button. It had to be the door lock.

'It's Manager Park...!'

With my mother away on an overseas business trip, Manager Park had been coming to the house as my guardian.

"Hey, aren't you taking your hand out? Manager Park is here!"

"It's fine. The tablecloth will hide it anyway, right?"

"That's not the—ugh... Do you even know where you're touching right now?"

Heeryeon's lips curled upward in real time, as if she knew exactly what she was doing. The part she had seized was a man's most precious treasure—the testicles, essential for future reproduction. Simply being grabbed drained every ounce of strength from my body and triggered the illusion that a life-threatening alarm was flashing. It wasn't enough to flash my life before my eyes, but the fact that another woman had this part in her grasp sent goosebumps racing across my skin.

"You... We'll settle this later."

"In bed?"

While we traded jokes, Manager Park opened the door lock and entered our home wearing her usual suit. She must have known the periodically changing passcode because my mother had contacted her ahead of time. In other words, she was that trustworthy.

Manager Park, with her distinctive pink bob haircut, spotted us and walked over.

"Did you sleep well, young master, young lady?"

"Hi~ Manager Park. Thanks for your hard work yesterday too."

"Well, driving is my job. Besides, the pay is so good that I don't even get tired. Haha."

Heeryeon chatted with her naturally. Having known her since childhood, she treated the woman like a close older sister.

"Having breakfast already? Hmm, you prepared it before I even arrived."

"I didn't do anything. My oppa made it all."

It was nice to be praised, but the fact that she was still stroking my crotch like a pervert right in front of Manager Park was astonishing. I obviously shouldn't have been able to get hard after cumming so much since morning, yet the constant pleasure made my body feel strangely hot. The silky ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠texture of her hand and those gently caressing fingers were driving me insane.

"Are you feeling unwell? Your face has been red since morning..."

I spoke before Heeryeon could answer for me.

"I-I'm fine... *cough*. Just a little tired..."

"Ah, is it a hangover? There's a remedy in the car—shall I bring it?"

"I'd appreciate that... And please speak casually like always. It's hard for me to use formal speech too."

Officially we used honorifics, but in private we spoke comfortably. Formal speech was difficult for me, and hearing casual tone from someone older felt more natural. She gave me a warm smile, as if accepting my request, then turned and headed outside again. My eyes locked automatically onto her incredible backside visible even through the doorway. The elegant curves visible beneath her shirt and the wide, fertile hips that no pants could conceal. Most importantly, she was the largest in both height and chest among every woman I had seen so far.

"Ah..."

"Did you call me?"

"It's nothing."

When I shot her a sideways glare, my little sister—whose eyes had darkened—began rubbing even harder.

"What if we had actually been caught just now..."

"Quiet."

"?"

When I covered her mouth, she could no longer speak and could only convey her feelings through her eyes. I endured a gaze that might have been anger or jealousy, until she suddenly seemed fed up and yanked her hand out of my crotch. Before I could adjust to the sudden emptiness below, she pointed at the tablecloth with a sullen expression.

"Get under."

"Huh?"

"Oppa, hurry up and get under."

It was a little absurd, but at my sister's command I knelt and slipped beneath the table. Once she confirmed I was underneath, her legs spread open on either side like automatic doors.

'She wants me to lick, right.'

Seeing Heeryeon resume eating without another word, I decided to follow her intention. I moved forward between her spread thighs, feeling faint tremors ripple through them. I gently stroked the smooth skin, then gripped the plump thighs with both hands for support. The red, heated mound visible between those pure-white legs was adorable.

-Vrrr- Vrrr.

I pressed my lips to the slightly quivering slit first. It was burning hot from arousal, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sticky fluid coated my mouth. When I spread her open with both thumbs, yesterday's freshly opened pussy was revealed. The swollen, hardened clit looked almost angry.

"I-is this how I do it? Hauum. Peee..."

"Hng, yes. You're doing well, oppa... Hurry, more. Harder."

Enjoying the way her body twitched in response, I began using every technique I had trained. I kissed the sensitive clit, sucking it between my lips to tease it. Slurp— sluuuurp. As if moved by the service, her juices began flowing steadily. I licked up every drop ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that threatened to stain the chair, cleaning her thoroughly. The real performance started now. I thrust my tongue out roughly to scrape her inner walls, then slowly withdrew to focus solely on attacking that sensitive pearl. The reaction was excellent; her trembling grew far more intense than before, and her breathing turned rough.

"Ahng, huuu... Why are you so good at this, oppa."

"Ehem~ hmm hmm."

"Were you really a virgin until yesterday? At this rate, it's like I'm the one who..."

Before I could savor this happiness any longer, the front door opened once more. Manager Park, who had returned with the remedy I requested, called out for me.

"Ah, aht... Oppa said he went to the bathroom earlier. *cough*."

"Really? Ah~ But your face looks even redder than before?"

She shoved a spoon into her mouth to forcibly suppress her moans. Wanting revenge, I didn't stop and kept working my tongue. To make her feel it more, my free hand continued stroking her thighs while I breathed hot air directly onto the most important spot.

"You're not sick, are you? Should I call the family doctor if you're unwell?"

"Ah, ah! I'm not siiick... so there's no need to worry. *cough*. Kya!?"

"Then I'll step out for a smoke. Eat and just leave the dishes. I'll clean up later."

"...Thank you."

Thud! The faint sound of the front door closing reached us. Heeryeon, her face now bright red, collapsed forward onto the table. Drool spilled from her lips as she finally released all the moans she had been holding back.

"Ump... uhhup... ohoook."

I slowly repeated my earlier movements, working my tongue even more diligently. Slurp, slurp—. Siiii— siik!

"Haaaaaah! Hat... aaah."

Lewd fluids gushed out like a broken fountain, splashing across my face. The pleasure must have been overwhelming; she lost focus with her tongue hanging out, letting out a breathless sigh mixed with admiration. She had clearly orgasmed, but I gave her one final cleaning. Using my mouth like a towel, I licked every drop from her smooth, soft thighs and stroked the sensitive area once more. After finishing the last cleanup on the virgin pussy I had pierced the night before, I emerged from beneath the tablecloth. I still felt phantom drops on my face, so I wiped it roughly with a napkin and rested my head on Heeryeon's shoulder.

"Oppa, you're the best... I won't tell anyone, so please keep doing this for me from now on."

"Bad bitch."

Apparently the insult felt good; her whole body twitched violently.

"I'll go easy on you since you're my little sister."

"Then before Manager Park comes back, just one round..."

"No."

It was physically impossible beyond this point, so I firmly refused. After that, we left the cleanup to Manager Park and settled onto the sofa to enjoy a peaceful weekend.

Heeryeon and I lay on the wide, luxury-brand sofa, each absorbed in our phones. While ordering stamina-boosting ingredients from a shopping site, I glanced at her screen.

'Cosplay? When the hell did she take and save so many pictures of me in her gallery?'

Looking up cosplay outfits was one thing, but the photos of me in her gallery went beyond imagination. There were nude shots taken at some unknown time, plus several pictures of me sleeping.

Naturally, I scooted ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠closer, slipped my hand inside her cool tank top, and grabbed her breast.

"Eut... Do you like touching a woman's breasts?"

"Yes. You touched mine this morning too."

I was simply returning exactly what I had received. While I flicked her hard nipple with my finger, a vibration came from her phone. The short pulse suggested a text message.

'Ah, she contacted me.'

It was a text from the woman who had regrettably failed to take my virginity last night.