Chapter 49

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 48

Chapter Title: Under the Table Service

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In truth, Kim Hye-ri's abnormally high libido was, of course, the direct result of Hyunwoo's meddling.

After he'd teasingly scraped against her inner walls only to leave for the movie theater because of Choi Hyun-min, a new [Desire] for intercourse had popped up in her Psychological Messages. And Hyunwoo had amplified it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠without a second thought.

'Eeeeng... I want it... I want it so bad...'

Thanks to that, Hye-ri had been in a constant state of arousal ever since the theater.

"What are you doing standing there? Sit down."

"Y-yes..."

Hyunwoo spoke indifferently, oblivious—or perhaps pretending to be—to her condition.

Hye-ri had braced herself for a fierce kiss the moment they entered the room, so she sat across from him with a disappointed, wistful expression.

"How'd it go with Choi Hyun-min?"

"Hehe, I got him to drink a bit and he passed out. About two bottles, I think?"

"You did exactly as I told you? And you two are officially dating starting today?"

"Y-yeah... He kept repeating the same crap, like how he was sorry and knew he'd messed up. It was so exhausting."

"Kukukuk, must've hit him hard."

"Pfft, he knows he screwed up."

What kind of world was this? A twenty-year-old virgin intern from the company, and not only did he go on a trip with her, but he raped her without consent?

If Hye-ri kept pushing like this, Choi Hyun-min's life was done for in one fell swoop.

With her [Favorability] and [Guilt] toward Hye-ri amplified, Choi Hyun-min was completely in her grasp.

Who could've guessed that the handsome guy from a wealthy family, who lived life on his own terms, would end up like this?

"Kukukukuk."

Of course, Hyunwoo felt not a shred of guilt. If anything, it was downright satisfying.

Ever since his colleague Jae-hoon told him how Choi Hyun-min slacked off and flirted around at work, Hyunwoo had vowed to teach him a lesson someday.

He'd even considered pinning a sexual assault charge on him involving Kim Hye-ri, so this was practically going easy, in Hyunwoo's mind.

"Um... Deputy Manager Lee, I've done everything you asked..."

"Can I... get that reward you mentioned now?"

While Hyunwoo was lost in thought for a moment, Hye-ri couldn't wait any longer and pressed him. Her face flushed bright red, embarrassed even by her own words.

She'd started as a useless intern who didn't do her work, but after splitting her from Choi Hyun-min and claiming her for himself, Hyunwoo now found Hye-ri surprisingly cute.

Her [Charm] had dipped from 8 to 7—still virgin territory—but numerically, she was on par with Seo Jin-ah and Eun Seol. A face that nine out of ten men on the street would double-take at.

Kim Hye-ri, smitten with her first love. Her twenty-year-old skin glowed with vibrant transparency, her features sharp and clear. The see-through bangs amplified her fresh cuteness.

'And she's begging for it herself.'

This was why early education mattered.

Eun Seol had some experience with men, so she wasn't as honest with her feelings as this twenty-year-old Hye-ri.

She overthought everything—worried about seeming cheap, afraid it'd turn into something casual, or not wanting to lose control. Her head was full of calculations.

'Just say you want to get fucked if that's what you want.'

Of course, she'd improved a lot under Hyunwoo's "tutelage," but she still wasn't as straightforward with her emotions as the girl in front of him.

No shame, no embarrassment. Just pure impulse to throw herself at the one she liked.

Having no experience with other men besides Hyunwoo meant her brain wasn't poisoned by that bullshit women spew—like how giving yourself easily lowers your value or makes you undesirable.

'Though her personality's a bit foxy.'

Now that he'd claimed her [Favorability], any half-hearted vixen tricks wouldn't work.

"Why aren't you saying anything...?"

"You want your reward?"

"Y-yes..."

"If you want something, you gotta give first."

Hyunwoo pointed to the bulging lower half of his body.

"Hiiing..."

Quick on the uptake as always, Hye-ri caught on immediately. She hesitated for a second, then crawled under the table.

The dim, musty lighting of the room-style bar hid her from view the moment she slipped underneath.

- Murmurs

The chatter from the next room, packed with Choi Hyun-min and other customers, never let up.

'Doing it here, in a place like this...'

She'd begged to be fucked earlier, but now the bustling bar made her anxious. Still, Hye-ri knew Hyunwoo's personality—he wouldn't let it slide.

- Ziiiip

Wriggling under the table to Hyunwoo's legs, Hye-ri reached out with trembling hands and unzipped his pants.

"Kyaa!"

His pants slid down just a bit, and his massive cock sprang out right in her face.

'Th-this... is going inside me...'

Hye-ri felt overwhelmed by its size all over again. Unwashed all day, it carried a musky, pungent scent.

- Lick

Embarrassed and nauseous from the smell, she still stuck out her flawless pink tongue and gave it a tentative lick.

In a crowded bar, kneeling under the table to suck cock—an act even pros might balk at—and Hye-ri performed it without much resistance.

With no sexual experience beyond Hyunwoo, she had no idea how she was being treated, servicing him like a slave with her mouth full, tongue working diligently.

- Slurp, smack smack

Still clumsy, but the situation amped it up—Hyunwoo felt intense pleasure.

"Mmm... you're doing great. Keep going, just like that."

- Slurp slurp, suuuurp

His praise spurred her tongue and head to move faster.

The sounds were muffled by the crowd's noise, but if you listened closely, the lewd sucking—not a kiss between lovers—teetered on audible.

'Mmm... still missing something.'

Hye-ri knelt on the bar floor, sucking earnestly, but her technique was lacking.

- Ding dong

Hyunwoo pondered briefly, then pressed the call bell on the table.

"Oop!!! Oop oop!"

Startled by the sudden ring, Hye-ri tried to pull back, but Hyunwoo grabbed her head roughly with both hands.

"Hey! Keep going."

"Oop oop!! Oop!"

- Rattle

"Yes, sir? What can I get you?"

The server rushed in at Hyunwoo's call. The dim light might hide her, but a slight turn of the head could reveal Hye-ri under the table.

"Another bottle of soju, please."

"Right away."

The male server added it to the bill on the table.

- Sluuurp... smack smack

'What was that sound?'

The lewd noise reached his ears, but

'Another couple blowing each other in the next room?'

Used to it in these private rooms, the server dismissed it without suspicion.

- Rattle

He shut the door and left.

If he'd looked closer at Hyunwoo, he might've spotted the dark cock asserting itself between his legs and the pale face of Hye-ri sucking it.

- Sluuurp smack smack smack

"You can come up now."

"Wuu... that's so mean, Deputy Manager...!"

Whether the server came or not, she'd kept sucking on command. Startled, eyes teary, Hye-ri crawled out and sat beside Hyunwoo.

- Squish

"And you say ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that after?"

Ignoring her words, Hyunwoo's hand dove under her tennis skirt. Thanks to him taking her panties at the theater, he felt bare skin right away.

Using thumb and index, he spread her pussy lips wide. Thick, sticky fluids stretched out with a lewd sound.

"Haang... hngut..."

"Be honest—how'd it feel?"

"Hing... I don't know, just... tense... scary."

He considered pushing her further, but it'd been a huge shock for her already.

'Let it slide this time.'

"Good job. Really good."

"Y-yes... hngut..."

His middle finger grazed her inner walls, making her body jolt wildly.

"Now... hngut... give it to me... the reward... Deputy Manager!!!"

Tipsy from the drinks with Choi Hyun-min, Hye-ri surrendered her reason to overwhelming lust.

- Plunge

Hyunwoo pulled her onto his lap and thrust in immediately. In a packed room-bar, it was bold facing-each-other sex.

"Uwaaaang... haaaaaang!!!"

His huge cock parted her folds and filled her, Hye-ri flapping in his arms.

Her moans risked carrying outside, so Hyunwoo clamped a hand over her mouth.

- Thud smack smack

"Oop... oo oop... oop oop oop!!!"

Her tennis skirt hiked to her waist exposed juicy thighs and pale ass fully.

Hyunwoo's hand shoved inside her crop top, ravaging her bra-enclosed breasts. Her fantastic, clinging skin and tight virgin pussy gripped him.

Each piston stroke sent massive pleasure; her twitching transmitted straight to him.

Overwhelmed, she instinctively sucked his fingers. His other hand mauled her gripping breast, her lower mouth clamping his cock tight.

"Hah hah."

The murmurs from next door doubled the tension, driving Hyunwoo wild. As the room heated with their ragged breaths,

- Vrrr vrrrrr vrrr

Hye-ri's smartphone on the table buzzed wildly.

- Flinch

"Deputy Manager... haang... I... haeut... phone's... hngg."

The vibration snapped her back a bit; anxious, she looked at Hyunwoo.

"Why worry about it? Should I pull out?"

"Hah... haaaang... no, don't... haeut..."

- Smack smack smack smack

Ignoring her unease, his thrusts grew fiercer.

'Ang... hng... so good, love it, gonna cum...'

Then—

"Hye-ri!!! Hye-riii!!! Where are you? Kim Hye-ri~~"

Choi Hyun-min, passed out next door, burst out the door.

"Head down!"

"Hngut..."

The bar had opaque glass partitions between rooms to prevent peeping, but silhouettes showed from outside.

Hyunwoo quickly fixed her hiked skirt and top.

His massive cock still impaled her between the legs, but the dim light made it look like a mere embrace.

Still woozy, Choi Hyun-min scanned around for the missing Hye-ri. Next door's silhouette showed a couple hugging.

'Ah, fuck, if you're gonna do that, go to a motel.'

Drunk from what Hye-ri fed him, he didn't fully recover and looked elsewhere.

A closer look would've revealed the woman wore the exact blue crop top and white tennis skirt as Hye-ri, but the booze blinded him—he passed by.

"Phew... close... uwaang... don't stop... aaaang."

As Choi Hyun-min vanished into the distance, Hye-ri sighed in relief. But—

- Smack thud smack

Hyunwoo's upward thrusts resumed, electric pleasure surging through her.

"Better finish before Choi Hyun-min comes back, right? Help me out."

Untiring, using only his hips from a seated position, his pistoning melted away her tension like snow.

The room filled once more with sticky heat.