Chapter 12 - Jog

[Lena Laven's Corruption 8/10]

"Huh." Jon was fairly amused to notice that her corruption level had increased. "Why?"

As it turned out, she was having fun. Jon watched her pleasure herself on her bed, she thrusted the toy into her nether regionsfuriously. But she never got there. Still, he loved watching her masturbate.

Then, she said something he couldn't expect.

"Oh... Mister Jon, you've got such a big, big one. Come, shove that big giant thing into me." She moaned as she inserted the dildo into her.

Jon grinned, his eyes glued to his laptop. It was so attractive that he whipped out his little brother and began pleasuring himself there and then. She kept moving it in, and then, after a while, her face was all red and flushed.

When she was done, she looked so embarrassed. "Oh lord." She said to herself, unaware that he was recording her. "I've just did it to the thought of someone else." She shook her head. "Nah, why I'm feeling guilty, it's not cheating. Everyone has fantasies. I'm normal."

Jon almost laughed out loud.

***

The next day, Jon asked. "System, do I get anything for masturbating?"

[Not at the moment.]

"Not at the moment. There's a skill somewhere in the future?"

[Maybe]

"Hah."

[You should exercise.]

"Got it." Jon went out for a joke, and strangely, just as he went out, he saw Lena walking out too. Inwardly, he thanked the system for telling him. "Oh hi Ms Laven."

She blushed. "Oh. Hello Mister Jon. You're out for a jog?"

Jon naturally seized the opportunity. "Yes. Do you want to jog with me? I'm just jogging along the canal park."

She thought for a moment, and then, nodded.

***

Jon was quiet for most of the jog, they both jogged together, and it was soon clear Ms Lena Laven was quite fit and healthy. She kept pace with the slightly overweight and beer-bellied Jon.

"Do you do this often?" Jon asked, after they jogged for 45 minutes. They went up and down the canal park twice, and eventually rested on a long stool nearer to their apartment.

"Ah. Sometimes, when I feel like it."

"I see. Do you like to play any types of sports?" Jon hated sports, but he wondered whether the system could give him a sports-related skill.

"I used to play squash and badminton." Lena said, and Jon detected something wistful in the way she said it. As if she remembered something happy that she once lost.

"Ooh. Badminton, eh?" Jon smiled. "I like that too."

[One badminton court to the city map]

"There's one nearby, actually."

"Ah. Yes. I know of it. But I don't have anyone to play with."

Jon laughed. "I'm not very good, but I'll play with you."

Lena paused, and then smiled wistfully. "Actually, that would be nice. But I don't have my badminton racquet or equipment anymore. It's all back home, in my hometown."

"Oh I see. I'll see what I can do about that." Jon said. He was drenched in sweat after the run, and he had a powerful, strong body odor.

But Lena didn't feel disgust. Strangely, she seemed perfectly fine with it.

"Anyway, it's time for lunch. Do you want to grab something to eat?"

Lena paused. "I usually cook at home."

"Come on. It's rare to eat out. We're not going somewhere expensive, just a small joint." Jon flirted with confidence empowered by the [NTR system]. Strangely, since he had sex with the escort and the cafe manager, his confidence surged upwards. It's almost as if his mind no longer viewed sex or females as something scary, but they were just ordinary people. People he could manipulate.

Lena thought for a moment. "Okay."

***

Jon didn't have much money, but his bank card still had about $200. It'll have to do. He picked a small eatery at the corner that served a version of dandan noodles. A bowl costs $10, which was fairly affordable.

"You've been here?" Lena asked, she was dressed in a sports, breathable T-shirt and pants, and Jon was similarly in an exercise gear. To passersby, they'd look like an odd couple.

"Yes. A few times. Sometimes I don't know what to eat and don't feel like cooking, then I'll come here. Come, I'll buy you a meal. It's not every day I get to have lunch with a beautiful lady."

She blushed.

Jon ordered, and soon the two bowls of noodle came. He ordered both of them with the least amount of chilli possible. He suspected Lena didn't like spicy food.

"Oh it's quite good." Lena said as she finished the bowl faster than Jon.

Jon smiled. "Yeah. It's not bad at all. Glad you like it." Jon asked for the bill and paid for it.

"I can share the bill."

Jon shrugged. "It's alright. It's only $10. Besides, I get to have a beautiful lady like you as my company and lunch partner for today, it's easily worth the money."

She flushed. "Oh... you think so?"

"Yeah." Jon answered. "I see you have a ring. How long have you been married?"

"Oh. Three years."

"Wow. That's long. Do you plan to have kids?"

She paused, and nodded. "I do, but my husband isn't keen." She left out the part where her husband's interest in sex seemed fairly low. She knew her husband loved her, but it felt like her husband only wanted her to have her, and didn't really care about sex. In fact, sometimes she wondered whether her husband loved work more than her.

"Really?" Jon decided to make a dirty innuendo. "If I was your husband, with a beauty like you, I think you'd be pregnant with the fourth kid by now. I wouldn't care about how much money I needed, hell, I'd work extra hard and take multiple jobs just to keep making babies."

It made Lena turn really, really red. The suggestions made her think about what she saw earlier. She didn't know how to respond to such suggestions.

Jon laughed. "It's a joke, Ms Laven."

"-I know." Lena answered, but it still made her imagine the days when she pleasured herself to that large, gigantic thing. Her ears were red hot.

He smiled. "Speaking of which." Jon touched his belly. "I'm actually trying to lose a bit of all these extra. fat. Would you like to join me tomorrow?"

Lena thought for a moment, and then, nodded. "You're jogging daily?"

"No. Just tomorrow. And maybe next week. I'll text you when I plan to?"

She nodded. "Okay."