Chapter 283
Chapter 283
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: crow
Chapter Title: The Bait Bites
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"Yeah, who goes around with a dildo in their bag?"
I stuffed a small onahole into a box that was rolling around and roughly sealed it shut.
Three minutes before the scheduled pickup time listed on the door note, I headed to the front entrance.
Kiiik.
An empty hallway. To be honest, I was curious to see exactly how the delivery worked, but my gut told me I shouldn't watch.
Better to hold back on the curiosity.
'No need to go out of my way to check.'
For me, as long as the item arrived and left safely, that was the end of it.
Just stick to my roles as buyer and seller.
An hour later. To be safe, I waited a generous extra ten minutes before opening the door.
A box exactly the right size for an onahole sat there, with the shipping label neatly attached on top.
My name and address were printed on it.
'They packaged it like it's brand new.'
I'd considered using Park Seoyoon's address, but if she grabbed it thinking it was hers, the whole plan would go up in smoke.
The foundation of this scheme was showing her that a mysterious package had arrived, after all.
I shook the box to gauge its weight before setting it back down.
And so, the next day arrived.
I'd just finished getting ready right on schedule when my head prickled again, and a vision popped up.
As expected, there was Park Seoyoon slipping the dildo into her bag once more.
She wasn't groping it or anything—just stashing it away.
I timed it perfectly and opened my door just as she was putting on her shoes.
"Oppa, good morning."
"Good morning to you too, Hye-yoon. Your complexion looks great—probably from that workout yesterday?"
"Oh, come on. Yours looks good too."
She sidled up naturally, trying to link arms with me.
But then the neighbor's door swung open, leaving her frozen in that awkward pose.
"Hey, good morning."
Park Seoyoon shot us a glance with an inscrutable look in her eyes before greeting us flatly.
I pulled back my arm and replied casually.
"You got class right now too?"
"As you can see. Hey, Hye-yoon?"
"Hello."
She whipped her body toward us. It was like she was scanning us from head to toe, checking for something.
Her gaze definitely lingered a solid 0.1 seconds longer on my crotch.
Park Seoyoon let out a small sigh and started toward the elevator.
"Hurry up and let's get to school. Time's getting tight."
"Yeah."
I moved to follow her, but she suddenly stopped in her tracks, staring down at the floor.
She was eyeing the package sitting right in front of the door.
Then she pointed at it with her finger.
She'd taken the bait.
"Woojin, looks like a delivery came. Take it inside before we go."
"Delivery? I didn't order anything. Is it yours, Hye-yoon?"
"No? I haven't ordered anything, and I didn't get any notice about one coming."
At the same time, Park Seoyoon's eyes sharpened.
She strode over like she'd experienced déjà vu from our conversation and checked the label.
"...This has your address and name on it?"
"Really? I feel like this happened before. Someone pranking me again? Hand it over."
I took the package from her hands. I turned it this way and that, putting on a totally clueless expression.
Shaking it here and there to check the weight, too.
"Didn't something like this happen before?"
"Yeah."
"What happened to that package? You opened it and said you'd hold onto it for me."
"Uh... oh!? Ah... that one? It's still at my place..."
"Still? If they never came to pick it up, it really must've been sent to you."
I paused for a beat. She seemed to pick up on the subtle vibe, swallowing hard as she zeroed in on my mouth.
That desperate look in her eyes was just perfect.
"Think I could get that previous one back? Whoever it is keeps sending them anonymously, like a gift. Polite to accept, right?"
"Thing is... I lost it during spring cleaning. Must've gotten mixed in with a bunch of boxes."
Liar. It was hidden in her bag right this second.
I furrowed my brow, not bothering to hide my irritation.
"Lost it? What was inside?"
"No idea. It was double-sealed in a black bag after I opened the box."
"What a shame. If it was something expensive, that stings."
"Sorry. I'll treat you to something pricey for lunch today instead. Let's just head to school."
I smirked to myself at her rush to change the subject, then opened the door.
I made sure to place it right where it'd be visible in the shoe cabinet.
"I'll check it out after school."
I said it loud and clear, wearing a suspicious frown as I brushed past her.
But she couldn't tear her eyes away, her feet glued to the spot.
She lingered there all fidgety, but eventually followed me to the elevator.
'Things are gonna get fun starting tonight—no backing out now.'
That evening, I finally made it home after she'd treated me to lunch and an early dinner.
Park Seoyoon was being extra sweet, like she had a guilty conscience.
She hadn't even touched the dildo stashed in her bag.
Her sharp instincts must've kicked in.
'I'll open the onahole after my shift.'
No time right now anyway, and these things were best enjoyed at night, right?
I left the box on my desk and headed straight to the convenience store.
Ding-a-ling.
"Welcome. Oh, Woojin!"
"Store manager's in today?"
"Of course—I came to see you."
Han Chae-ah beamed the moment she spotted me, popping up from her chair like she'd been waiting and waving me over.
Sweet, but the person I wanted to see wasn't around.
Went to the bathroom maybe?
"Where's Hee-jin?"
"Oh, she went to help out at branch one. One of the part-timers called in sick."
Not here, huh.
I'd been planning how to tease her now that the "master" thing had expired. What a bummer.
I walked over to Han Chae-ah, who was beckoning me behind the counter.
Just the two of us for now, so time to tweak the titles and tone.
"Don't you usually help out there, noona?"
"My back's been hurting today, so I asked Hee-jin instead. Why? Disappointed it's me?"
"Just surprised. You're usually the one at branch one."
"Oh?"
I set my bag down, and she slipped behind me, resting her hands on my shoulders.
She kneaded them thoroughly before guiding me to a chair.
"School wearing you out these days? How's it going?"
"Nothing's really changed, except having to get up early to shower."
"That's the golden time of life. Studying, hanging out, dating..."
"You sound like an old lady."
"Wanna get hit?"
Her fist slammed into my back hard enough to make me cough. Saying it while already swinging was cheating.
I flashed an awkward grin and turned around.
"Just teasing. It's only three years' difference anyway."
"Only? Three years is a killer gap for a woman."
"Nah, noona's so pretty it doesn't even show. Don't worry."
"Trying to sweet-talk your way out?"
Her mood had lightened up, even if she said that.
She leaned down until her face was right at the back of my head, already wearing a playful expression.
Her soft hair tickled my nape, sending goosebumps racing down my spine.
Liking my shiver, she deliberately rubbed against me a few more times.
"Seeing you made my day... now I'm all deflated."
"That's rough. Rush hour's about to hit."
"So... maybe something tasty would cheer me up?"
And there it was.
I knew what she was after, but I played dumb and asked anyway.
"I'll buy whatever you want—just say the word."
"Well..."
Han Chae-ah blew hot breath right in my ear, thick and sticky-feeling.
She leaned in even closer and whispered just loud enough for me to hear.
"Cock candy...♡"
Before I could respond, her hand snaked between my legs.
She dropped to her knees under the counter and reached for my pant leg.
"Can I eat?"
"Starving after five days."
"Then stuff yourself till you're bursting today?"
My indirect okay lit her up. She eagerly unzipped me.
She fished out my still-soft cock and started shaking it by hand.
"Even soft it's this big... gonna take forever to finish."
"Take it slow. Until you're satisfied."
I hopped up the second the door chimed.
Looking down, her mouth was wide open, tongue lolling out.
"Mwah... slurp... It's so hot and hard..."
"Missed it that much?"
"Yeah... gulp...!"
The moment it hardened, she engulfed the head in one go.
Soft lips and rough tongue slithered around, slathering saliva everywhere.
Hee-jin blew me here last week, and now Chae-ah noona in the exact same spot.
My cock surged even harder.
She loved the throbbing—started twisting her head while sucking away.
"Slurp... suck... mmph... mm..."
All the while, she didn't forget to lap at the head or purse her lips tight around the ridge.
Her blowjob skills had reached pro level.
I swept her stray hair back so I had a clear view of her pretty face and puffed-out cheeks.
So damn pretty... and hot as hell.
"Mmph...! Urp... heurp... ulp...!"
At my touch, she bobbed her head even faster.
I steadied my trembling hips and gave her some genuine praise.
"Noona, your blowjobs are insane now. Feels amazing."
"Mmm?"
She looked up with a smile in her eyes.
Her hands gripped my thighs—no escape now.
It plunged deeper. She gagged a bit whenever it hit her throat, but she never let go.
About ten minutes of this, and I did the math.
Plenty of time to cum, but her perfect pacing dragged it out.
She wanted more time, more sucking. I held back from thrusting and let her have her fun.
"Woojin, did you check what's in that package?"
"Huh?"
I was scanning a barcode on the monitor when a customer suddenly spoke up.
I looked up to see Park Seoyoon staring at me with anxious eyes, looking like some undercover agent.
"Came straight here for my shift—haven't touched it."
"R-really?"
Right then, Han Chae-ah's sucking turned ferocious.
She vacuumed the head like a Dyson, urging me to blow my load.
Ten minutes marinating in her mouth meant my balls reacted fast.
I kept cool, smiling at Park Seoyoon like nothing was up.
"That'll be checkout?"
"Hold on... wallet's definitely in my bag..."
Park Seoyoon's hand dove into her eco-bag.
She rummaged around, then lit up like she'd found it.
But that face didn't last.
Neither did mine.
Spurt!! Spluuurt...!! Spurt...!!
The cock buried in Han Chae-ah's mouth twitched wildly, pumping out a massive load.
Held back since morning, so even more than usual.
But the real problem was bigger.
'Timing's fucking perfect.'
I watched in real time as the dildo, innocently tucked in her bag, jolted to life from her fumbling hand—smearing mess all over the inside.