Chapter 60
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: Park A-young Grows Disgusted by Other Men's Semen (1)
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I stepped outside with my coffee.
Right on cue, time began to flow again.
I couldn't hear any sounds, but I could clearly see what was happening inside the cafe.
Kim Cheol-su rushing behind the counter.
And Bae Da-hye twitching, quietly enduring the stimulation I'd given her.
A moment later, Kim Cheol-su tilted his head and started rummaging through the back room behind the counter.
Da-hye stroked her chest in relief, then glared at him even more sharply.
Even from outside, the mood between them looked icy cold.
"They're not really going to get divorced over this, are they?"
For a split second, my eyes met Da-hye's.
Her face, which had been deeply furrowed because of her husband, softened just a touch toward me.
I gave her a light wave and headed for the elevator.
Today was Thursday.
I was really looking forward to the weekend with Da-hye.
"You're here!"
As I entered the study room, Hye-jeong jumped up from behind the counter to greet me.
My eyes went straight to her priestess robe clinging tightly to her body. More precisely, they were stolen by those luscious breasts. The thought that I'd soon have those tits in my mouth while thrusting my hips made my heart race.
"Where are you looking?"
Bojian, sitting in front of the computer, grumbled as if she didn't like what she saw.
The woman who'd been pinned under me just minutes ago, panting and groaning as I groped her chest, was now glaring at me with fierce eyes.
"Boss... no, Oppa, why do you always look at a woman's chest first?"
"...I've never done that."
"Wow... So you do it without even realizing..."
Bojian raised one hand to cover her own breasts.
"That's not the kind of chest you can hide with those skinny arms."
"I-Is that sexual harassment?"
"No, it's a compliment. It's the best pair I've ever sucked on."
"W-What are you even saying?! There are... customers here...!"
She clearly hadn't expected me to say something like that; her face flushed as she panicked.
Of course, I knew Ya Hye-jeong was right there. Forget the presence of such a sexy nun? What kind of blasphemy would that be?
"Ji-ham... sir. So, how do mine measure up?"
"...Huh?"
Bojian flinched and trembled at the utterly outrageous conversation.
"Hye-jeong, come out here for a sec?"
"Yes!"
At my gesture, Hye-jeong vaulted over the counter like she'd been waiting for it.
"Stand up straight."
"Like this?"
Ya Hye-jeong stood right in front of me.
I raised a finger and poked her breast.
"Ahh..."
She didn't look displeased at all.
If anything, she seemed thrilled.
Her mouth slightly agape, she followed my finger with her eyes as it moved over her priestess robe.
"N-No way... She's one too? In that kind of relationship with the boss...?"
"What kind of relationship would that be?"
"..."
I traced my finger along the line of her bra.
Forcing it between her breast flesh and the bra, I slipped the fabric of her robe in there.
"Hye-jeong. You said you wanted a reward."
"Yes..."
"What exactly did you have in mind?"
"..."
Hye-jeong's eyes flicked toward Jian.
"What Jian did... I want you to do the exact same thing to me..."
"T-That's impossible... How could someone like her... with the boss...?"
Her words were harsh.
What was so wrong with me?
No, she was the one who'd begged me for creampies, wasn't she?
That was like spitting in her own face.
"Jian. Then work hard. From now on, call me Oppa properly. Every time you say 'boss,' I'll dock your pay."
I took Hye-jeong's hand and left the study room.
Bojian stared at us blankly, seeing us off without a word.
Holding Hye-jeong's hand, I headed to Massage Shop M.
This was my own brilliantly devised solution.
It saved on travel time and money—a perfect two-for-one deal.
[Don't be ridiculous! A massage shop isn't a motel!!!]
But Park A-young apparently didn't see it that way.
She bristled at my request to borrow just one soft bed, whipping out her smartphone.
"Why not? You need to swallow my semen anyway. You get your fix, and we get a place to spend time together. Win-win, right?"
[Please don't talk about semen in a place where people can hear! What will they think if others overhear!?]
"Dunno. Should I ask?"
I turned to Hye-jeong.
"What do you think of people talking about semen in a place like this?"
"Um... I've never tried it before, so... I'd love to taste Ji-ham's semen!"
"See? That's what she says."
"..."
A-young let out a big sigh and held out her smartphone.
[And who is this woman? Another new one?]
"What? Jealous? Mad that I'm bringing another girl into our special space?"
[Shut up! I'm worried about her! Suspicious if she's being blackmailed into giving up her body like I was!]
Blackmailed? Anyone hearing that would get the wrong idea.
"Sounds like I'm the one who begged you to swallow my semen. You're the one who can't live without it and begs for it every day, aren't you?"
"Oh my... Is it that delicious?"
[No! You put Da-hye unnie up to it and cut off my sleep buff!]
Good.
Da-hye had followed through on my request perfectly.
"So? You really won't lend us a room?"
I pulled Hye-jeong into a blatant embrace.
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I drew her toward me.
"As you can see, she's quite the catch... If I go somewhere far away, who knows when I'll come back here... You okay with that? What if I forget and never return? That'd be a disaster, right?"
"..."
"Wouldn't it be better to give us a room now, get your semen fix, and avoid anxiously waiting for my return?"
A-young sighed deeply and tapped away on her smartphone.
[Fine. I'll go first. I'll swallow quick and get out, so finish up fast and leave.]
"Ah... So you don't want to suck a dick that's been inside another woman? You sucked it just fine when it was the three of us with Da-hye."
[Watch your mouth! Semen this, dick that—aren't you embarrassed!?]
"Not at all?"
"..."
Park A-young gripped her smartphone tightly, trembling with rage.
"Fine. Then it's okay if Hye-jeong watches?"
[Of course not!]
"Hye-jeong. A-young gives amazing blowjobs. Want to watch and learn?"
"Yes! I'll do my best!"
"..."
A-young led us to a spacious massage room.
It wasn't your standard single bed—big enough for two people to lie down comfortably.
"Oh... They have rooms like this?"
"Wow, I've never seen this massage room before!"
The bed felt softer too.
Not like a massage table at all—more like a regular home bed.
[Hurry up and take off your pants.]
"Take them off for me."
I sat on the edge of the bed, teasing her nerves.
The woman in the black mask glared at me.
Her blue bob haircut shook with anger, and her even deeper blue eyes zeroed in on my crotch.
'If I ask for that again... will she do it?'
My ass twitched involuntarily.
I wasn't really into that sort of thing, but now, every time I saw Park A-young, my ass started itching without me realizing.
The sensation of her nose buried in my balls, her tongue thrusting into my asshole while jerking me off, came flooding back unbidden.
[Are you a baby? Don't you have hands? Legs?]
"Waa?"
"..."
Park A-young recoiled in horror.
She hopped back, rubbing her arms and shuddering.
If she could speak, she'd probably be cursing up a storm.
"Shall I take them off for you?"
Ya Hye-jeong approached me with eyes full of curiosity.
Letting Hye-jeong do it wouldn't be bad.
But what I wanted to see right now was Park A-young stripping my pants with a look like she wanted to die—not Ya Hye-jeong doing it with an expression like she'd do anything I asked.
"A-young. If Hye-jeong takes off my pants first, I'll do her first. That okay with you?"
[You're truly trash.]
"Yeah. Wanna pull out this trash dick and bite it with your mouth?"
"..."
A-young glanced toward Hye-jeong, then finally knelt down in front of me, glaring at me like I was a bug as she undid the button on my slacks.
[Lift your hips.]
"Why? Gonna go all the way again today?"
"Tch..."
Park A-young irritably yanked down my pants and underwear.
As my half-erect cock sprang free, Hye-jeong let out a soft "Ahh..."
"Hye-jeong. Come sit next to me. You'll get a better view from here."
"Yes!"
Hye-jeong scooted right up beside me without hesitation.
The stockings peeking from the long side slit of her priestess robe rubbed against my thigh, sending a strange tingle of pleasure through me.
*Slurp—*
A-young pulled her mask up slightly, opened her mouth, and slid my cock inside.
A warm, wet sensation enveloped my glans.
A blowjob where I couldn't see her sucking properly because of the mask.
This had its own charm, I thought.
'But today, I want Hye-jeong to watch and learn...'
"A-young. Won't you take off the mask? It's covering your face, so Hye-jeong can't see how a blowjob's done properly."
"..."
A-young, who'd been avoiding my eyes, finally met them.
I liked those eyes brimming with defiance.
"Why stare like that? You'll do it in the end anyway, right? Or not?"
"..."
"Ah, don't take it all off—just hook it over one ear."
She sighed dramatically around my cock in her mouth.
But A-young obediently did as I asked.
Kneeling between my legs, glans in her mouth, she slowly removed the mask.
Hooking it over the opposite ear for Hye-jeong's easy viewing, she resumed the blowjob.
"Hye-jeong. Watch closely and learn... You'll be next when A-young finishes... Got it?"