Chapter 60

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A few days after I met the man I met in the chat room in real life.

Although it wasn't much time, maybe because we had already been chatting for a long time, as soon as the awkwardness of meeting in person disappeared, eating with him became a really good time for me. It was fun and the food was delicious.

There wasn't much friction with the landlord at the boarding house, but there was something ambiguous about Kyungsoo. What should I say, should I say that the look in his eyes had changed?

"Sister, can you rub my shoulders?"

"Huh? Yeah. Yeah."

Suddenly, she became friendly. However, I can't say that she was only nice. When I stood behind her and said I would give her a massage, and she glanced towards the window, she looked down at my cleavage with an intense gaze as if she was hunting prey, and I could feel her hands constantly touching my bra strap as if she was tasting it... .

… No, I understand. You're a high school student, and you're suddenly living with a girl… and a pretty girl like me, anyone would get horny like this. I can understand.

It's not self-praise, but it's because it's really worth it. What would happen if an AV actress suddenly came to live in the house of a high school student who was stained with erections and ejaculations every day? It would probably be on that level. In fact, my body looked sexy even to me. Not only my chest, but also my butt, my legs, but also the back of my neck, the tips of my fingers, and even the space between my toes felt sexy.

But, what should I say? Should I call this a typical high school student mistake? Or a misunderstanding of sympathy?

"I'll rub your back too."

"Huh? Yeah… uh, thanks."

He told me to lie down on the bed and say he would massage my back, and then he climbed on top of me, which was fine… .

He keeps massaging me and pretends it's a mistake, then pokes my butt with his erect penis, then pretends not to notice and continues, then pretends to massage my tailbone and touches my butt.

… and then, when she gets horny on her own, she instinctively starts wiggling her hips and exhaling roughly, which is a bit much.

It's a little scary. This is what it must feel like to be raped.

So after experiencing it once, I'm okay with my shoulders... but now my shoulders are really hurting because of the weight of my chest, so I can't refuse it.

Even just with shoulders, lately, he's been doing a lot of things like pressing his chest against my head as if he wants to make contact somehow, so it's a bit weird.

I feel like I'm being treated like prey.

Well, I can understand.

[Today is my birthday! The day I become a wizard!]

[Congratulations~!]

[Archangel? Or just a wizard?]

[He's still just a wizard…]

[What do you want for your birthday present?]

[I want to have sex... sob, sob, vaginal ejaculation, pregnancy sex, slurp slurp! Hehe!]

[How old are you?]

[The younger the better]

[crazy….]

[How about 1 year?]

[Uh… um… uh… .]

After Kyungsoo went to school, he turned on his computer and chatted. Honestly, there was nothing else to do besides chatting. I thought about playing a game, but it wasn't my computer, so I felt bad about downloading something without permission.

The chat room was still a chat room where dirty jokes ran wild, and although I was known to be a man, there were occasionally female users who came in, but it was a perverted chat room where even those users would say dirty jokes to some extent.

[Um, but can I ask you honestly?]

[Yes]

[I've always wondered... what kind of cup seal is that for the chest?]

And when I told him to just continue to treat me like before, the old man continued to make sexually harassing remarks at me, at least in the chat room, just like before.

Oddly enough, this was actually more comfortable. Maybe it was because I kept playing like this.

When we met for a meal, he treated me like a gentleman and had a little bit of casual conversation, but in the chat room, he started making completely candid dirty jokes. I think it's because he knew I didn't really care about that kind of thing.

However, since the fact that I was a woman was still a secret from other chatroom users, it was only in 1:1 chats.

[H.]

[… This is truly an outrageous number that I have never heard of or seen before.]

[It's a size you'll never see in Koreans…]

[Isn't it heavy?]

[It's so heavy. I really wish someone would develop a zero gravity bra~]

Let's say this with all sincerity, the old man seemed to find it quite funny and smiled several times.

What the heck, did something stimulate the old man's sense of humor?

[Your shoulder must really hurt.]

[These days, the son of the landlord keeps coming over to rub my shoulders, and I can't refuse. It's so heavy that I just keep pulling on it.]

[Huh? Does the landlord have a son?]

[Huh? Didn't I tell you? The room I'm staying in right now is that son's room.]

[How old are you?]

[I'm a high school student.]

Suddenly, the old man became silent.

[It must be really hard for the child.]

[Right~?]

A sympathy that only a man can understand… If you were a normal woman, you might think, why are you worried about that kid and not me? But I was different. I really feel bad for Kyungsoo. I'm a little jealous that he can share a room with a woman like this.

[But shouldn't you be a little careful? I don't think you're going to rub my shoulder just because you want to rub it.]

[That must be it, right? If you look at the reflection in the window, your gaze is on the chest, not the shoulder.]

[Um… I understand. To be honest, I'm saying this because it's a chat, but I also keep looking in that direction.]

[Sir, you still have a lot of energy!]

[Hahaha, he's still active and in good health.]

No matter how you look at it, it was a feast of dirty jokes and one-sided sexual harassment that seemed out of place in a conversation between a 22-year-old beauty and a 40-year-old man, but it was quite entertaining.

Honestly, I wanted to ask, "Are you a jerk?" but I thought it would be really awkward... No, can I? Come to think of it, I did that sometimes before we met. When I did, I said something like, "If you show me for 5 minutes, will you believe me?"

He is a really old man who lives quite young.

[Huh? But if you care that much about your chest, why don't you just look at it openly? I can understand.]

[Huh? You still don't seem to realize that I'm not the type of person to turn down such things?]

Well, honestly, it's really okay. It's okay to just sit there and watch. And I understand it well enough.

H-cup has that much power. To begin with, H is a ridiculous size. What is this? She's not even fat, she's just incredibly slim and toned, and yet she's an H-cup.

I can't help but miss you enough. Plus, you're buying me food.

It hasn't even been a few days, but the meal cost has already exceeded 200,000 won, which is a bit burdensome.

[If you think about it as the price of a meal, I don't think I can't do that much.]

[Is that really okay?]

[Just looking. Do you want to eat and watch together tonight?]

[… Are you serious?]

Hey, you don't believe me? What's wrong with you? I'm not saying I'm going to take my clothes off, I'm just saying that it's okay to look at my chest.

[yes.]

[Hmm… Let's have dinner tonight and talk again then.]

Huh~? What the heck, am I the type that doesn't trust others?

We decided to meet in the evening and chatted until the appointed time. After a quick house cleaning and getting ready to go out, I headed out to our usual meeting place.

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I already knew the uncle's name, but I still called him uncle. His name is Yoo Ho-yeol, and I can't tell you because I have to keep the project secret, but he claims to be a famous person in the industry.

However, when I met him, even though I called him Uncle Ho-yeol, I felt like he looked at me strangely, and if I called him oppa, I would die, and even if I called him Uncle Ho-yeol, I felt like the people around me were ambiguous when I called him something. Why is he so interested in other people?

It seems like he's more interested in me than in others.

I still call him "ajussi" because "ajussi" is the most common title. As I was walking to the meeting place, I saw the ajusshi already waiting, so I walked a little faster and waved.

"Wow, you're out early? You got off work early?"

"Haha, if I stand in a position like mine, I can adjust my quitting time."

"Uh… Are you kidding?"

If it's true, it's a little scary. What position do you have? I didn't tell you because I thought you'd call me by that title if I told you, and I felt like I was working outside the company for no reason, so I didn't tell you because I didn't want to, but I'm curious. Are you a manager, a team leader, or a president?

"Let's go to a Japanese restaurant today. I already made a reservation."

"…Won't it be expensive?"

Even though it's a Japanese restaurant, it really is a Japanese restaurant.

From what you said, it seems like you're going to a sushi restaurant rather than a ramen restaurant, which is a bit burdensome.

As I was thinking that, the old man smiled awkwardly, perhaps out of embarrassment or embarrassment that was not appropriate for his age, and then suddenly spoke in a small voice into my ear.

"So that's why I'm going."

…what does it mean??

I arrived at a Japanese restaurant without knowing what I was eating and ate whatever they ordered.

In the completely private space unique to sushi restaurants, we take off our shoes, sit comfortably, and eat facing each other, so I sometimes feel my gaze turning to your chest.

Um… Well, I also wore a slightly tight white sweater that showed off my chest a bit because of what I said earlier. I understand. I said it was okay for me to see it.

I eat without paying attention, but I don't know about salmon sashimi, but this is the first time I've seen so much tuna sashimi... Is this really okay?

I like not only the raw fish, but also the soup that comes with it, and the pickled vegetables that come with it. It's quite delicious. The tea that comes instead of water is also delicious.

It's not that I think it's expensive, but it's really delicious.

This man seems to only go to delicious restaurants, to the point where you might think he's exploring restaurants rather than working.

"Are you drinking well?"

"Wow~ This is my first time drinking something like this, but it's delicious!"

When we go out to dinner together, we usually have a light drink, but today, we ordered something that looked expensive and drank it. The old man ordered Japanese sake, and I ordered plum wine. The fruit wines were all sweet and delicious.

I drank at the speed the old man was drinking, so I quickly emptied about 5 glasses and started to feel a little tipsy. I thought to myself that it was different from beer, but perhaps because I thought that I was in a completely isolated space even though it was a restaurant, the conversation started to get more and more obscene.

"You're wearing clothes today that would make men uneasy."

"Oh, what is it? Are you drunk? It seems like you're revealing your true feelings."

"You don't usually wear something like that and then get harassed, right?"

"I don't usually wear clothes that are so tight~ Today, I'm going to show you something special, sir?"

As I was talking, slightly drunk, and pretending to playfully stroke my chest with my hand, the old man with a blush on his face suddenly leaned forward slightly from the table and said.

"Um… That's why I came here anyway, are you really okay?"

"to…?"

After hearing that, I thought about what it meant. So, the reason I came to a Japanese restaurant is because it's expensive, and because you wanted to see my breasts…? Oh, and Japanese restaurants are also places where you eat in a private space, so maybe that's why… Well, even if you're eating together, it's okay to openly look at the other person's breasts in front of other people.

Ahh… I guess I feel guilty for bringing you to such an expensive place.

When I thought about that, it was so funny that I burst out laughing. Then I spoke in a deliberately provocative voice, as if I was being flirtatious.

"My uncle, do you really want to see the breasts of a woman who is more than 10 years older than you?"

"You said you were still active."

I was a little taken aback by the serious tone of response I received to my drunken joke.

I feel a little embarrassed. That he wanted to look at my chest so seriously.

… Well, he's big. Well, I understand. Well, I think I teased him too much. He's much older than me.

A man is still a man, no matter how old he gets. Hmm.

When I looked at the old man, even though I was a little playful, I felt like he was really serious. He really came to the Japanese restaurant just to see breasts.

The obsession with breasts is amazing.

"…Uh, over there. Want to take a closer look?"

"Is that okay?"

"Um…yes."

"then."

He immediately gets up from his seat, turns around, and sits right next to me.

At a distance where our noses could almost touch, he looked at my chest as I sat still, then looked at my face, repeating this.

Wow, this is a bit embarrassing. Well, it's okay since I'm just watching.

After thinking about that for about ten seconds, the old man suddenly asked an unexpected question.

"…When are you going to show it?"

…huh?

Hey, isn't that a chest you're looking at?

uh?

"Huh? Uh, just now…huh?"

"Ahem, I'm a little embarrassed to be doing this at my age… but honestly, isn't it normal for such a beauty to show off such big breasts? Stop teasing me and show me more…"

Oh my gosh

Huh? Huh? Huh, so

huh???

ah!!!

Oh, I see.

When I say show your breasts, I don't mean just showing them through your clothes.

Aha~ So that's what you meant when you said you wanted to see the chest under the clothes~.

I get it!

"...Eh? Huh?! Th, huh?! So. Th, that? Yes?"

I was so flustered that the alcohol disappeared in an instant.

That's why I asked it over and over again. Wow, I was the only one who made a mistake. Now that I think about it, "Do you want to see my breasts?" doesn't mean "Do you want to just look at me through my clothes?"

Oh my, how can this be?

Now that I realize that, the place I'm in feels like a bed of thorns. The old man who brought me to a Japanese restaurant and asked me to show him my chest while enduring all the embarrassing things because he wanted to see that. Wow, what is this shame play?

The situation is too dire to say sorry and say it was my mistake. Even if it were just the two of us, the psychological shock would be enormous. No, but still, um… .

… But isn't it okay to show it?

Anyway, I'm not even touching it or anything, I'm just looking at it. And how much have I paid for the food so far?

I hate to think about it, but it's probably a lot more than the money I received or was supposed to receive from selling my body before.

With that kind of money, just looking at the chest.

… isn't that okay?

No, but it doesn't seem like it's something.

Since I think it's okay, it's hard to refuse in this situation, and I think I should just do it.

"Ugh, ugh…."

I lowered my head, avoided eye contact, and didn't know what to do with my heated face. But eventually, seeing her looking at me with eyes full of anticipation, and even making excuses that I was drunk, I made up my mind and put my hand on the bottom of my sweater.

"Haa… Well, then…."

I felt pressured by the sight of her just staring at me without saying anything, so I slowly pulled up my sweater… and…

Her two breasts, piled up in bras, were revealed in front of my eyes.

"Oh… this is really amazing…."

"Ugh, ugh…."

"…If you think it's difficult to take off your underwear by yourself, should I help you?"

Immediately after the exclamation, without waiting a moment, a question was asked.

Oh, I see. You have to take off your bra too. That's what you want.

You want to see my raw breasts, without anything covering them… .

I, who was already in a state of being ashamed, shook my head to indicate that it was okay and lightly unhooked the front hook of my bra.

Immediately, her two H-cup breasts swayed and sank slightly due to gravity, then returned to their amazing elasticity, shaking slightly in a strange way.

Pull the bras on both sides left and right with both hands to make your breasts visible.

"Whew, whoosh…gulp."

The sound of breathing and swallowing is so loud that it's embarrassing.

In a closed room in a restaurant, a woman promised to show her large breasts and kept her promise, showing them right in front of you for you to see as much as you want.

No matter how much I think about it, she's a slut. Every time the hot breath of the old man looking at my chest right in front of me brushes my nipples, I flinch and tremble.

It must have only been a few dozen seconds, but it felt like dozens of minutes had passed. I glanced at the man's eyes, who was quietly looking at his chest, and I could tell that he was very excited.

Reflexively, the gaze turns to between the two legs.

… is erect.

"I'm really active."

I said this to break the awkward atmosphere, but the old man seemed to get excited and gave an answer that made me think of dirty thoughts.

"Do you miss me?"

It was as if she was saying, "Since I showed you my chest, should I show you mine too?" In an instant, I felt the air become warm and the saliva in my mouth became sticky.

I felt that if I said yes here, he would show it to me without any hesitation.

"Oh, I'm going to get scolded by my wife…."

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