Chapter 12

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 12

Chapter Title: The Sexless Cafe Owner Bae Da-hye (3)

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"Phew... At least this is manageable."

Right now, I could stop time for a total of 25 seconds at once.

Plenty of time to yank down her jeans and slurp at her pussy.

"Time Stop!"

Since I'd already steeled myself, I shouted the keyword without hesitation.

I jumped up from my seat and bolted toward Bae Da-hye.

She was standing there casually, waiting for the coffee to brew.

"Sorry, Da-hye. Mind if I eat your pussy real quick?"

Her legs were spread just enough to make pulling off her pants easy. I dragged down her jeans and panties in one go.

Her slim waist and pronounced hip line didn't look like they belonged on a Korean woman.

Her lower half was snow-white, like fresh snowfall. A neatly trimmed bikini line framed her pale pink pussy.

It wasn't garish enough to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠call it purple.

The surrounding skin was so fair that even the light pink seemed intense.

*Slurp*.

I spread her pale pink pussy with both thumbs and stuck out my tongue.

I laid her pussy on my tongue and licked straight up to her clit in one long stroke.

Bae Da-hye's pussy was already wet.

Not soaking, but as I gently pushed my tongue into her hole, I felt the slickness.

About 15 seconds left.

I'd moved fast, but time was still too tight.

Factoring in time to dress her back up and return to my seat, I needed to leave around 7 seconds.

*Suuuuck*!

I sucked her clit upward.

I pushed up the labia with my fingers to half-expose the hood, then amped up the suction with my upper lip and tongue.

The hint said to give maximum stimulation, so this had to be right.

*Pop*!

I spent about 8 seconds slurping at her clit like that before pulling her pants back up.

Then I hurried back to my original seat and waited for time to resume.

"Eeeeek!?"

Bae Da-hye let out a sharp scream in an instant.

Playing dumb, I rushed over to her.

She'd collapsed to the floor, hands between her thighs, trembling.

"What's wrong? You okay?"

I stroked her back gently, infusing my voice with concern.

All her nerves were focused on the sensation of her pussy being licked and her clit sucked hard. Even as I rubbed her back, she couldn't say a word—just shuddered violently.

"N-Nothing... I'm fine!"

"Let me help you up."

"Th-Thank you."

I slipped my hands under her armpits, brushing her breasts as I lifted her.

Yeah, her tits weren't big. Compared to Bojian's, they were practically nonexistent.

'Yes!'

Great start.

Now I could stop time for 30 seconds at once!

At this rate, full-on time-stop sex might not be a pipe dream by the end of the month.

My mind went blank from the sudden shock.

It hit all at once, out of nowhere.

A sensation like my outer pussy was being licked, then spread apart inside, and my clit sucked and licked hard—all mixed together, sweeping through my crotch in a flash.

'Wh-What's happening to my body...? Did I get hit by a skill? Did Ji-ham use one on me?'

Nothing else explained it.

No matter how starved for dick I was, no matter how much my pussy craved sexual stimulation...

Reacting this dramatically with no external touch was impossible.

'But... I've never even heard of a skill like this...'

I used to aim to be a Hunter, so I prided myself on knowing a lot about skills.

I even majored in it in college, and I still skimmed communities and papers for ideas on new buffs to sell.

But a skill that pinpoint-targets and attacks just a woman's genitals in an instant? Never heard of it.

'Ah... Th-This guy... He has a skill related to sex!'

A puzzle piece clicked into place.

Why would a study room part-timer hook up with such an ordinary guy?

With tits and a face like hers, she could find way better fuckbuddies, but she chose Ji-ham and even let him film that video.

He didn't have a great body or look particularly fit, yet he made that girl pass out.

It had to be the skill!

'If it's sex-related, it makes sense I'd never heard of it.'

Not everyone publicizes their skills.

Lots of people hide their awakening and live quietly.

'C-Come to think of it... This guy's sister is Jeong Ji-su...'

S-Rank Hunter Jeong Ji-su.

It didn't make sense for her brother to be a total normie with no powers.

If anything, he was probably extraordinarily special.

'D-Did he know everything and approach me on purpose?'

That my marriage was sexless.

That I'd been feeling extra lonely lately.

That I fantasized about the wild fucking days before marriage.

Did he read all that with a skill—on purpose!?

'Maybe this is how he racks up fuckbuddies...'

That explained why he kept coming for the Libido Boost Buff every day.

There was a reason he smiled sheepishly when I joked it'd make his girlfriend happy.

'In that case, this works out perfectly... Verified identity, great conditions...'

Even if my husband saw me with Ji-ham later, he wouldn't bat an eye.

I'm the cafe owner, Ji-ham's the building owner and a regular.

'Ahh...'

A faint ache rose between my legs.

Until now, I'd secretly comforted myself alone.

I was scared to buy toys—afraid my husband would see them, get disappointed, and fuck me even less—so I'd just frantically rub and finger myself by hand.

But years passed, and he never looked my way.

He neglected me so much I started doubting my own appeal.

So this wasn't entirely my fault.

This body that pounded with excitement at the feel of someone else licking and touching me, this uncontrollable arousal—it wasn't just me who made it this way.

If he'd fucked me properly once a week...

No, once a month, with real passion...

I wouldn't have ended up like this.

'I'm a woman too... A woman in her late twenties, full of sexual desire...'

I took the coffee Bae Da-hye made and returned to the darkest corner of the cafe.

We sat facing each other, sipping away.

'Can't tell what he's thinking behind those sunglasses...'

Normally, I'd glimpse his face through them,

but today they were too dark—nothing visible.

"Ji-ham."

"Ahem! Yeah?"

"You just used a skill on me, right?"

"N-No?"

"......"

Busted.

Bae Da-hye smirked like usual at my reaction.

I could only see her mouth and nose, but that was enough to tell she'd seen right through my lie.

"So that video wasn't sent by mistake, then?"

"......"

"You even knew I'd reach out like this?"

"N-No... Not that far..."

"Wow... Feels like you read my mind... So embarrassing..."

Bae Da-hye let out a little nasal hum and rubbed her thighs together.

My eyes involuntarily drifted downward.

Straight to that naughty clit I'd just slurped on.

"You know? Your gaze... It's seriously pervy."

"...Huh?"

"Every time you come to the cafe, you look at me like that. 'Ah, wanna touch. Ah, wanna lick. Ah, wanna fuck.' Right?"

Looking closer, her breathing was ragged.

Her snow-white skin was flushed pink.

Like she'd drunk a ton...

Or was totally turned on.

'Did she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spike the coffee with some weird buff?'

I swallowed hard.

This pure-looking woman—who'd never say anything dirty—was panting roughly and blurting out 'lick' and 'fuck' left and right. It was messing with my head.

"You said to pretend I didn't see that video. Make me just like that girl, and I'll pretend too."

Bae Da-hye slowly removed her sunglasses.

Her blue eyes met mine, sparkling between blinks.

The blue ring around her dark pupils evoked the ocean.

Were the sunglasses to hide those unique eyes?

Then, a clear chime rang in my ear.

Honestly, I had no clue what was going on.

Why did she want me to turn her into another Bojian?

She had a husband...

Such a pretty woman...

What was she lacking that she'd go out of her way to spread her legs for me, even hitting me with weird buffs?

While I hesitated, Bae Da-hye made the first move.

She set her sunglasses on the table, slurped her coffee, and held it in her mouth.

Then she sidled up beside me, cupped my face gently, and pressed her lips to mine.

*Smooch*.

Americano's aroma wafted subtly between our touching lips.