Chapter 50
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: The Couple Next Door
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‘Still going at it, huh. Fuckin’ hell.’
“No way they’re really doing it, right?”
Choi Hyun-min, who’d circled the bar once, peered back at the couple in the next room through the frosted glass.
“Haa... Seeing them like that’s got me all worked up...”
“Where the hell did Hye-ri go?”
Clutching his bulging pants, Choi Hyun-min headed back to his room and dialed Hye-ri again.
-Thwack thwack thwack thwack
The Hye-ri he was so desperately searching for was right next door, getting relentlessly pounded by Hyun-woo.
“Mmph... Mmph mmph mmph!!”
Hyun-woo had completely sealed Hye-ri’s mouth with his lips, savoring both her upper and lower mouths at once.
Hye-ri was driven mad enough to want to bite off his tongue, but with no choice, she sucked on it greedily, as if trying to pull it right out.
Satisfied with her eager kissing, Hyun-woo thrust his tongue even deeper into her mouth.
-Smooch slurp
-Squish squelch
His lower body didn’t let up either, relentlessly pistoning to mold her lower mouth to the shape of his cock. Thanks to the boosted Virility from the Work System, he maintained flawless piston movements even in this demanding face-to-face position.
‘I... I can’t hold it anymore...’
“Nngh... I’m gonna cum.”
Their thoughts aligned perfectly in that moment.
-Spurt spurt splurt
“Ahng... Haaaang...”
“Huff... Huff huff.”
Hot semen flooded straight into her pussy—no, right into her womb.
-Twitch twitch twitch
Hye-ri, wrapped around Hyun-woo as he sat in the chair, convulsed wildly from the crashing waves of pleasure.
“Haa... Ahh... Haaa.”
Whether it was her first time in this face-to-face seated position or the thrill of getting fucked in a crowded room bar, she lingered in Hyun-woo’s arms, savoring the afterglow for a good while.
-Bzzz bzzz buzz
If not for the vibrating phone.
“Time to head back to Choi Hyun-min. Any longer and he might get suspicious.”
“Haa... Haa... Okay...”
Hye-ri wanted to stay in Hyun-woo’s arms a bit longer, basking in the afterglow, but she forced herself up.
-Pop
His massive cock slipped out of her pussy with a cheerful sound. Due to its size, her pussy lips gaped wide open, no trace left of their formerly tight seal—a sloppy, ruined mess.
“No matter how out of it you are, don’t forget to finish the cleanup.”
“Yes...”
Hye-ri’s body, utterly spent, sagged like a waterlogged sponge. Still, with superhuman endurance, she knelt under the table on the bar floor and took his cock back in her mouth.
-Slurp slurp suck
-Gulp
Having thoroughly cleaned his cock coated in her juices and his semen, Hye-ri looked up at Hyun-woo with teary eyes.
“Swallow it all.”
But contrary to her hopes, Hyun-woo replied coldly. She hesitated for a moment, then squeezed her eyes shut and gulped down the milky fluid pooled in her mouth.
‘Nngh... Weird taste.’
‘It’s still awkward, but you’ll have to get used to swallowing it every time from now on. Heh heh.’
After receiving the full post-fuck cleanup blowjob, Hyun-woo pulled his pants back on. He looked no different than before the sex. Hye-ri, however, was a wreck.
Her tint lipstick smeared from sucking his lips and cock, her body drenched from the intense face-to-face fucking. With her panties stolen, a mix of her juices and semen trickled steadily down her thighs.
As Hye-ri tried to wipe the milky semen running down her legs with tissue,
“Leave it like that.”
“Huh? Eek, Deputy Manager Lee... It’s so sticky... And what if Assistant Manager Choi sees?”
“That’s for you to handle. Hurry up and go.”
“Eeng... You’re so mean...”
-Slide
Hye-ri left the room without even fixing her makeup or clothes, heading straight to Choi Hyun-min’s room.
“Hye-ri! Where the hell were you?”
“Just the bathroom. Guess I drank too much... Hic...”
Hye-ri wasn’t drunk at all, but she faked a retch for dramatic effect.
‘Ah... She puked.’
Choi Hyun-min assumed she’d thrown up in the bathroom from all the booze they’d shared.
And rightly so—her smeared lipstick, sweat-soaked crop top, ragged breathing. She looked like she’d just been hugging the toilet.
‘Must be from seeing that couple next door... Fuck, even like this, she’s turning me on.’
He wanted to drag the “drunk” Hye-ri straight to a motel, but he remembered her promise to hold off on skinship for a while.
“Ugh... You were chugging it earlier. I’m feeling dizzy too.”
“Hoo... Assistant Manager Choi, I feel awful... Can we go home?”
“Yeah, let’s call it a night.”
Supporting the staggering Hye-ri, the two left the bar. But a fishy night-flower scent tickled Hyun-min’s nose.
‘Fuck, those crazy bastards actually did it.’
Unaware of the sticky semen leaking from between the legs of the woman leaning on him, Hyun-min vented his frustration at the innocent couple next door.
Of course, he had no idea that the woman next door was his own girlfriend, Hye-ri.
“Ugh!! Fuckin’ crazy assholes.”
The part-timer cleaning the room they’d left spat curses upon spotting the milky semen stain on Hye-ri’s chair.
“Good morning~”
Hyun-woo arrived at work after a very rewarding night with Hye-ri. His glossy skin and vibrant eyes screamed peak condition.
“G-Good... morning...”
In stark contrast, Hye-ri, who sat next to him, was in absolute ruin.
The hangover from drinking with Choi Hyun-min, plus being tormented by Hyun-woo throughout their “date,” had drained her stamina completely.
And it didn’t end there. After parting with Choi Hyun-min, Hye-ri was dragged to Hyun-woo’s place. At first,
- Whoa, I get to see Deputy Manager Lee’s place?
- I’m the first woman here, right?
Excited and bubbly, but soon she was overwhelmed by Hyun-woo’s tireless virility, climaxing endlessly until she begged,
- Stop... Please stop now
- Mercy... Have mercy...
- I’m sorryyy...
Tearfully pleading, she barely fell asleep at dawn.
Hyun-woo had forcibly dragged the bedridden, work-avoiding Hye-ri to the office. Watching her nod off at her desk, he checked her status in the Work System.
[Excitement] for intern life
[Anticipation] for drama-like romance
[Affection] for Yi Hyun-woo - Amplified & Active
[Desire] for intimacy with Yi Hyun-woo - Amplified & Active
Hye-ri’s Favorability had already climbed to 9. From deflowering her at the Haeundae hotel, a few car sessions, and pounding her all day yesterday—it was impressive progress.
‘A virgin not long ago, and she’s already this sensitive.’
Despite her cute looks and young age, Hye-ri’s libido was surprisingly voracious.
‘Looks like she has some unlock condition too.’
Seo Jin-ah was into ‘taboo,’ Eun Seol was a ‘true masochist.’
To max out Hye-ri’s lingering 9 Favorability, he’d need some trigger.
‘Psychological Message mentions [Anticipation] for drama-like romance. Can’t exactly play prince charming.’
He could claim top virility in the building, but as an average-looking office worker, becoming a drama lead was impossible.
And wasting precious Remaining Points—more valuable than gold—on something like Charm? No way.
‘They say dumping points everywhere leads to ruin.’
With base Charm at 3, pushing it higher was realistically tough anyway.
“Whatever.”
Hyun-woo decided to ponder Kim Hye-ri’s Tendencies later. With Seo Jin-ah in a master-slave dynamic always ready for him and Eun Seol as his lover, there was no rush.
‘Gonna step out for a smoke.’
Standing up, Hyun-woo scanned the office vibe. After the team leader show, he’d offloaded his piled-up work evenly to Section Chief Kim and Deputy Lee.
Now he even had time for occasional smokes during work hours. Meanwhile, Section Chief Kim—the epitome of incompetence—and Deputy Lee, who’d long given up on promotions and just killed time, were losing their minds.
‘Other teams dump it all on the rookies, so why does our team leader have to be like this?’
‘Sigh... Me, doing actual work at my level?’
Griping inwardly but following orders, the two slogged through the tasks, grunting.
Work any young team member could finish in 1-2 hours? Learning Excel and Hangul from scratch? Good luck rushing that.
‘Real problem children...’
Couldn’t fire useless deadweight like them, but leaving them meant zero output. And with the company aging, these types kept multiplying.
‘Whatever, everyone in our team works.’
Pitying their backs, Hyun-woo lit a cigarette and headed to the smoking room.
The smoking room already had two guys puffing away and chatting.
“Phew... Oh right. Deputy Seo, you know Yeo-ul these days?”
“Yeo-ul? You still into BJs, BJ guy? Tae-seong?”
Jae-hoon eyed his pitiful junior assistant manager pitifully. Last name Byeon, first name Tae-seong. Assistant Manager Pervert-seong lived up to his name, constantly yapping about hot jerk-off material from Seongbang or forums.
The textbook definition of earning his nickname.
Everyone talked dirty sometimes, but he had a good heart, so Jae-hoon got along casually with Assistant Manager Pervert-seong.
“Aigoo... It’s not Seongbang, Deputy Park.”
“Last time you said you busted a nut to some BJ, you maniac. Get your head straight, perv.”
“I said it’s not Seongbang, Deputy. It’s Tumblr. Tumblr. Check it out.”
“Fuck... What’s with the fuss? If it’s lame, you’re dead.”
Still, if even long-fapper Tae-seong recommended it, it was worth a peek. Jae-hoon sneaked a glance at Tae-seong’s smartphone, half-expecting something good.
“Ooh yeah...”
“Fucking lit, right? Admit it??? She’s blowing up the forums lately.”
“Bullshit, posting this on a forum gets you permabanned.”
“Adult forum, obviously.”
“Whoa fuck, this is legit active model tier...”
Even to Jae-hoon, a veteran fapper, this Yeo-ul chick was next-level.
A single bedroom selfie. Fully nude, but artfully covering her crotch with one hand and breasts with the other.
Face mosaicked, but the proportions, long legs—total export quality. Slender overall, yet toned thighs, sleek abs, defined V-cut.
Born perfect, honed by workouts—an ideal body. Thin waist contrasting full hips. Even covered, that deep cleavage screamed volume.
“Who is this? Even normie side accounts this high-tier now? Nah, heavy Photoshop. Where’d you scrape this?”
“Sad state of society, lacking trust... Would I show you without verifying?”
As if anticipating Jae-hoon’s skepticism, Tae-seong swiped to more Tumblr pics.
Jae-hoon, forgetting they were in the company smoking room, couldn’t help but stiffen up at the subsequent shots.