Chapter 220
Chapter 220
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Did This Get Hard Because of Sis Too?
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Desperate eyes fixed only on my lips. Wanting to see more, I deliberately stayed still, and her expression gradually turned teary-eyed.
Tears seemed about to fall any second. I was curious what would happen if I held out longer, but it was time to speak up.
"Okay. I'll help you relieve your stress."
Her face brightened instantly at my response. Was this the cuteness of a 27-year-old? Honestly, it wasn't that hard.
I'd expected something like a breast massage, but what came up was a far more modest date. Of course, the former was packed with my own desires.
"Ahem... Just to be clear, this is just to help sis unwind from stress, so it's definitely not cheating, right? You get that?"
"Got it. Me too."
"Yeah, yeah. I've been going everywhere alone until now and it was boring, but that won't happen anymore. I was even thinking of cutting your hourly wage if you refused."
"...That's a relief."
She put emphasis on that last part, so it felt genuine? As I smiled awkwardly, Han Chae-ah stood up from her chair.
Below, ripped short jeans. Her toned thighs and shapely legs drew my gaze.
Stealing a glance, she spun around once, showing off her full-body look.
"But what do you think of this outfit? Cute, right?"
"It's pretty."
"Thanks. But... what did you mean earlier when you said it had insane destructive power? These shoulders here?"
Han Chae-ah leaned forward, thrusting out her glossy upper body. Her cleavage was fully on display again. With a slight jiggle to boot.
That outrageously killer figure I couldn't help but fall for, even knowing better. It was nuclear-bomb level.
But what should I say? Sis's tits are so fucking huge I can't look away? She'd probably love that...
But as a normal guy, I scrapped that option immediately. Instead, I gave a smooth, roundabout answer.
"Overall. You don't usually show much skin, so seeing you in something like this is surprising."
"Really? I decided to dress up for once, and it was the right call. Do you like outfits like this, Woojin?"
"Always welcome on my end. It's totally my type."
"You're not just saying that to butter me up, are you?"
"Absolutely not."
Who wouldn't like an outfit like that? Honestly, even if she wore a sackcloth with that glowing face, I'd be all for it.
Fashion's true finisher is the face, but for her, clothes were just tools to cover the body.
She seemed pleased, humming a little tune. She glanced once at my bulging crotch before changing the subject.
"So, how have you been, Woojin? Vacation's almost over—got any plans?"
"Same old. Study a bit, play a bit. Even after classes start, it's just assignments and exams. Nothing special."
"I see... You can keep working part-time even after school starts, right?"
"Of course. Why would I go anywhere with a pretty manager like you? And the pay's great."
"Oh, come on, you don't need to flatter me like that. And the high wage is because you do good work."
Han Chae-ah covered her mouth, her eyes crinkling into happy crescents. Then she approached me with a beaming smile.
Plopping down right next to me, she stretched her arms. Her breasts jiggled again.
Sorry for harping on the chest stuff, but what can I do when it's right there in front of me?
The good scent intensified, making my half-hard dick swell even more.
"Mmm... I always think this, but I'm so jealous of you, Woojin. Enjoying college life with pretty girlfriends, working with a pretty manager at your part-time job. You're so blessed."
"Things started going amazingly well this spring, so even I'm surprised. It wasn't like this before."
"Really? You look like you've been popular since freshman year."
"Not at all. I dolled up a bit and started working out, that's how I got like this. Before that, I was a mess."
"Well, managing yourself into your current look means you had the base for it."
Pure praise. She was blatantly trying to hype me up, but it felt good anyway.
As I smiled sheepishly, Han Chae-ah squirmed closer, pressing her hip against mine. She shook her head lightly, wafting that good scent everywhere.
Had she always been this forward? It was a far cry from the prim convenience store manager or the woman masturbating at home.
To change this much just because she'd decided to seduce me.
"Like I said before, sis couldn't play much because of studying and taking care of Hee-jin. So..."
She pressed even closer, bringing her face to my ear. This close in a sealed space was dangerous.
A lewd, ticklish atmosphere. What if right now...
"Can you tell me about your college life?"
"...Sure?"
I thought she was about to make a move, but nope. Disappointing, but the current situation was plenty good.
Her bare thigh brushed against mine teasingly, and with her body turned toward me, the soft give of her breast made occasional contact.
I tried not to notice, but feeling it this much—what must it be like for her? She was clearly bumping into me just enough to drive me crazy.
"I get that you're popular, Woojin, but I'm curious how you got close to those two. I mean, even to normal eyes, it's not your average... relationship?"
Not average, no. Though that relationship stemmed from far-from-average skills, too.
As I pondered how to explain, Han Chae-ah waved it off lightly. She knew it was a sensitive topic.
"Sorry. You don't have to say if you don't want to."
"It's fine. I can keep it simple, right?"
"Yeah, that's okay."
"Hmm... You remember Ayoung? The one with black hair."
"The super pretty one? Of course."
"We're in the same department. We take some classes together, but since I did my military service, she's technically my junior."
"That's romantic. Department romance, huh."
She clapped in admiration. She seemed to have a thing for that, but if she knew the real story, not sure she'd say the same.
I'd secretly fucked her with the wireless-connected onahole and got caught.
"Kinda...? Nothing beats a department romance as long as it doesn't crash and burn. We see each other every day and study together."
"True, true. Then the brown-haired one... Hye-yoon, right? What about her?"
Hye-yoon haunted me as a ghost to help with masturbation, got me horny, and reeled me in at the gym with my big dick.
Then we had real-life sex right away.
...Summarizing it like that, even I think it's amazing. Better not let something crazy slip out, so delete.
"Hye-yoon goes to the same school, lives next door, and we share the hobby of working out, so we got close fast."
"I see..."
She mulled over my words. Now came the big question: how did it become a three-way thing?
I could feel it without her asking.
But Han Chae-ah's mouth stayed shut. Instead, she scanned me from head to toe and nodded.
Face, shoulders, arms, thighs. And the longest linger on my crotch.
Her big eyes made a full pass, and her breathing grew a bit ragged. The silence made it hit my ears even clearer.
I broke the quiet first, turning the question back.
"What about your college days, sis? Bet you were super popular."
"Me? Not really... I'd go straight home after class."
"No way. You must've gotten invites to drinks and hangouts nonstop."
"Oh. Busted?"
Han Chae-ah chuckled lightly, stroking her chin as if reminiscing. She pursed her lips slightly and looked up at the ceiling.
Something came to mind, and she suddenly whipped her face toward me.
"Messages came in every day. But back then, I wasn't that interested in guys around me, and there wasn't anyone as cool as you, Woojin, so I turned them all down."
"That sounds even more like a lie."
"No, it's true."
Looking into her eyes, it seemed sincere. I'd known she liked me before, but that was just because I worked hard and had a good body.
Not as a romantic interest.
But now... it felt different. More than just liking. Something thicker, stickier.
Did calling her name during anal sex have that much impact?
You know how it goes—liking someone builds up until suddenly you're thinking of them, staring at them.
Not sure if it's full-on horniness, but Han Chae-ah seemed right there.
"Thanks for seeing me that way."
"Just stating facts."
The conversation lulled. As I gazed at the distant mountains, a warm hand settled on my thigh.
At the same time, her shoulder bumped mine—not from the sofa's bounce, but deliberately.
Feeling the soft sensation of bare skin on skin, the air grew thick again. That familiar mood I'd felt plenty of times.
A situation that naturally sparked lewd imaginings.
"Woojin."
"Yeah?"
"You said my outfit today looks pretty, right?"
"Yeah. It does."
"Riiight..."
She dragged out the word, sliding her hand higher. From the side of my thigh, upward.
A dizzying sensation like a snake slithering up. My dick grew harder. No point hiding it now.
Seeing my pants twitch, Han Chae-ah smiled. Her hand on my thigh had reached the base of the tent.
A little more inward, and she'd be touching my dick.
She didn't stop, groping around as if imagining what was inside. I knew I shouldn't give in, and my morning resolve to tease her once had flown out the window long ago.
Swallowing hard, I met Han Chae-ah's eyes.
An exchange of glances loaded with meaning. As if she'd been waiting, her lips parted. In the stickiest, most seductive voice I'd heard all day.
"Did this get hard because of sis too?"