Chapter 82

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I was waiting in a cafe thinking I'd spend some time downtown until I could meet the old man, when I met a man who asked for my number twice... At first, I was nervous because he approached me out of the blue and I thought maybe he was the person I saw posting about yesterday on the internet, but it was more like a hunting trip. One of them looked ordinary but seemed to have put on some makeup, and the other one was just handsome, but when I rejected them both, he gave me his number and left. I didn't even have my phone out, so I wrote it on a piece of paper and handed it to him, but as soon as I left the cafe, I just threw it somewhere.

Even when I'm walking down the street, I get explicit stares. Honestly, right now, I'm wearing clothes that are a bit too big for my chest and my pants aren't even skinny jeans, so I wondered why they were staring at me like that, but when I looked at the store windows, I realized it was because of my face.

Well, her proportions are really good, my face is pretty, and if you look closely, you can see that she has a good body too.

I was waiting nearby, and when the time for our appointment came, the man didn't come. I was wondering why he was late, since he was never late. Then, I heard a horn honking from the side of the road, so I turned my head and saw the man calling me from inside his car with the window down.

"Is this your car, sir?"

"Is it just okay?"

Contrary to the words, it looks quite expensive… Audi? I can recognize the mark, but what is the model? I don't know what it is, so I looked at the back and it says A6. I don't know much about cars, so I don't know if it's good. It looks good, but… Since I'm not interested in cars, I don't think it's a particularly good car, except for Lamborghini or Porsche.

Once you get in the car, the man will personally fasten your seat belt for you.

The seat belt passes between her large breasts, making them stand out so much and looking sexy… .

"Oh my, I'm sitting at work and I'm freaking out because I want to get off work early."

"Are you sure you did your job properly?"

"I don't know, whether I came here to work or to measure the time."

I felt a little embarrassed because I realized that he was saying indirectly that he wanted to see me even during that short time, but it made me feel good. Unlike Kyungsoo, I kept getting excited by these conversations where he kept caring about me.

Why on earth do I wonder… I feel more and more embarrassed as time goes by, as if I'm really becoming more and more feminine. My heart starts pounding just by being in the car with her.

"Etch."

"cold?"

It's such a small thing, but things like turning the heater up a bit warmer as soon as they cough, or pointing it towards me, or giving them a warm hand warmer to hold like a hand warmer, really hit home.

He was wearing a suit a little different than when he went out earlier, and although he originally looked young and lived a youthful life, when we looked in the mirror together, I thought that maybe it was because of my appearance as a woman, but today felt different.

Rather than looking like a company employee who had just finished work, I would say he was dressed up properly. Even though he was wearing a suit, the subtle feeling was different.

"Did you get your hair done?"

"Huh? Oh, I just had a quick meal during lunch. Does it look okay?"

"Much more than usual."

"You did well."

It looks like he sprayed perfume. he said he came right after work, but in reality, he dressed up even more. he really doesn't look like he's in his 40s. I used to think she took care of himself a lot and looked young, but now that he's done this, he looks like he's in his early 30s.

Somehow, I also thought it was a bit like a date, and I think the man thinks the same, so I'm nervous and concerned about what I'm wearing.

The old man came out dressed up properly, but I came out wearing clothes that I had changed into carelessly, and I felt like they were covering up my body a bit.

I was already thinking that way, but then the old man said something that hit the nail on the head.

"When I look at Hee-yeon, it seems like she doesn't care much about her appearance? Is it because she's pretty even without makeup?"

"Huh? No, I don't have any pretty clothes…."

"Pretty clothes? Oh, right. I heard somewhere that it's hard to style this if you have big breasts."

That's right. Of course, if you have a nice body, you can look good in any clothes, but there's nothing you can do about your chest. If it feels a little tight, or if you don't do something to tighten your waist, it can just make you look fat.

To begin with, I had no sense in choosing clothes, so I just wore sweaters or shirts, so it didn't really matter to me.

"I originally didn't plan on driving here, but since I heard that a shopping center opened nearby, I thought I'd just go there."

"But the car seems really nice…it's like a new car."

"It's because they manage it well. Anyway, if you go to a shopping mall, there are a lot of clothes, and there are a lot of foreign brands, so there should be pretty clothes that fit Hee-yeon's body. What do you think? Should we go buy clothes first?"

I didn't think of refusing. I felt like the old man really wanted to do something for me, and I also felt like my clothes were really bad.

But what worried me was how much the clothes cost. How much does this man want to spend on me? When I asked him if he could help me find a room, he said he would.

Oh… that's right. I need to find a room.

As I was thinking about it, I asked the old man if I could stay somewhere else starting today, and he said as if he had been waiting for me.

"Of course. Then should I go with you while you carry the luggage? Wouldn't it be more convenient to drive?"

"Ah… That's all I have."

"…That bag is it?"

I hesitated over whether I should explain the inevitable question, but since he gets excited by such things anyway, and I didn't want to lie and hide it, I explained what happened earlier. I hid that I masturbated, and changed it to say that I came in while changing clothes…

"So… you were actually trying to bring your luggage out earlier, but you couldn't because of that Kyungsoo guy? You even left your underwear behind?"

"Yes… I feel bad about wasting the underwear, but I feel like something really bad will happen if I go again."

"okay…?"

As I was talking to the old man, I wondered if he was excited after hearing this story, so I glanced down, and sure enough, his penis was erect, the wrinkles in his pants were bulging out.

"…you wish I could have sex with Kyungsoo?"

"no."

"Huh? Why?"

I asked the question because I thought he was excited when he saw me getting excited and thinking about me doing it with Kyungsoo, but I was surprised by the unexpected answer.

Why? I guess it's true that I'm excited.

"Now that I hear you say it, I get it. You don't like him, do you? No matter how much of a temper I have, I like it when Hee-yeon gets excited too. I don't like it because I want to see her spread her legs for that kind of guy. Instead, I want to ask you something. Should I scold him?"

"Oh, no. It's okay."

It was so unexpected that I was flustered. Of course, I thought he would want to have sex with Kyungsoo, but when I told him that I really didn't want to and that I had even left all my luggage behind, he said no without any hesitation...

Honestly, it's really so sudden. I suddenly feel nervous. My stomach feels like it's rumbling...

"But then you don't have any underwear? Should I go buy some underwear first?"

"I'll buy a cell phone first. It might be closed. A shopping mall? Is there a telecommunications company store there?"

"Ah… Don't worry about that. I told you to take care of it."

"yes?"

What do you mean, do it…? The old man gave me a short and simple explanation, even though I didn't understand what he was saying.

"I told you to open an account in my name and have it ready, so just have it there and then get it from the person waiting at the entrance."

Hey? It's a short and simple explanation, but you still can't understand it?

Something, all of a sudden I feel like I misunderstood the old man. So, he's a guy who does programming and stuff, he's in his 40s, he's the CEO, it's not a small company, but it's not a huge company either, he's the CEO, but there's someone above him...?

Yeah? But, if it's not a big company, can there be more people above the CEO?

In the first place, is the CEO going on a business trip to the provinces…? Huh?

No, but now that I think about it, it seems a bit strange that he is in his 40s and a CEO.

… I suddenly realized something. It wasn't just me. Could it be that the old man lied too?

"Is that okay?"

"Um… I've been thinking about this for a while, but Hee-yeon, don't you know how tall I am?"

"Is it tall?"

"Honestly, at first I thought Heeyeon knew everything… No, Heeyeon, you don't have to worry about that. Just know that you can buy whatever Heeyeon asks without any burden."

What is it, somehow it feels different than usual… The uncle I know was a man with the title of CEO, but it feels like I've suddenly become a CEO who's called just "Mister."

"Oh, but that doesn't mean I can really buy everything for you… Can't you just ask me to buy you one store?"

"No, who asked you to buy that? Can you buy it for them?"

"Do you want it?"

… I suddenly felt a little scared. Is that a joke or is it serious?

"I'm kidding. I really wish I had enough money to buy something like that."

Luckily, it was a joke.

By the way, what on earth is it? For some reason, I felt that the old man's attitude was very different today. While driving, I was doing nothing but touching the leather seats with my hands and quietly wondering why he was doing this.

Um… Well, the old man is actually a rich and powerful person. But he had already shown it to some extent, but I was stupid and didn't understand it well.

But when we ended up having sex, I continued to not understand and just had sex with him because I liked him. Yesterday, I even accepted his sexual fantasies and fetishes while understanding them.

Hmm… No matter how much I think about it, I think it's about this much.

Why are you being so nice to me?

Am I stupid? To be honest, I think that when you become a woman, you become a little bit stupid. I'm not saying that women are stupid or anything, but I don't know why, but I really feel like my thinking is a little bit dull.

Could this be what they call foolishness?

I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling that the old man is trying to show off his charms to me in a different way than usual.

… You don't have to do that.

The fact that he keeps bringing up topics and continuing the conversation, and that he cares a lot about me. What should I say, I feel like I'm forgetting that he's married. I think the old man is thinking the same thing.

"We're almost there."

"wow…."

At the end of the drive, I arrived at a shopping center, but it was different from the places I knew. There was a fountain and a park… Huh? Is this a shopping center? There were a lot of restaurants, and in a building that looked like a building… Ah, that was a hotel. There's a hotel in a shopping center!

Am I too common? There are separate areas for food like donuts, bread, hot dogs, cafes, and pizza, and an area just for clothes. There's a department store like Costco in the basement, and there's even a CGV on the third floor... What the heck is this? It's a mix of everything, but it feels luxurious.

As I got out of the car and walked, a man who looked like an office worker standing near the entrance came over to me as soon as he saw me and handed me a nicely wrapped box. He didn't really talk to me, but kept glancing at me, and when he made eye contact with the man, he was surprised and said hello and disappeared.

"I didn't ask you to wrap it, but you brought it like this… Do you already know what's in the gift?"

"Oh, yes."

I opened the box and there was a cell phone inside. An iPhone 16…? Isn't this expensive?

"Do you like it?"

"This, this is expensive…."

"If I asked you to choose it yourself, I thought you'd probably choose the cheapest one, considering your personality, so I asked you to just buy something that women would like, so take it. Since I'm giving it to you as a gift."

Wow… It feels really burdensome, but why is it like this… Just… What on earth should I call this feeling?

Why on earth am I doing this?

"Don't be burdened, just tell me whether it's good or bad. Do you like it?"

"I really like it…."

What should I do? Should I do something? What is it… In dramas, don't they always hug and kiss at times like this?

While I was wondering what to do, the man put his arm around my shoulder and took me inside the shopping center.

"First, let's buy that bag… no, let's buy some clothes first. Think of today as a date with me, and after we go shopping, let's have a nice meal."

… It was a date after all.

My face suddenly got hot, so I held onto the iPhone in my hand tightly and just let the man drag me away.

As I was passing by, I saw a lot of brands that seemed familiar to me… .

It's definitely a women's clothing brand that I know, but to the extent that I know it, it must be a really expensive brand.

Where on earth am I?

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"I'm sorry, we only have these six in our store right now that will fit your size…."

"Um…then I'll buy them all. Is that okay?"

"Huh?! Everything, everything?"

When I go to an underwear store and tell them my size, the salesperson seems suspicious and brings out a measuring tape and is surprised. They say things like, "I didn't know this size was available in Korea," "It's model-grade," and "Isn't it actually a model?"

The first store I went to said they didn't carry my size and recommended a Western brand next door, so I went there. The clerk followed me and explained to the clerk at the store next door, but the second store also seemed troubled and said that they didn't have any stock in my size because they rarely had it available.

After going to a Western brand, I was able to find the right size and try them on, but it was the first time I saw so many bras that fit me in one store, so I was amazed and tried them on one by one, when I heard an old man's voice outside the fitting room.

"Thank you, how would you like a receipt?"

"Hey, wait a minute?! Did you just buy it?! Wait, you don't have to buy everything!"

"Would you like me to cancel the payment?"

"Why did you cancel the mountain trip?"

While I was trying them on, I bought six pairs of underwear without permission! How much is that?! The price tag I just glanced at is in dollars, not won, so I can't do the math. How much did I spend in this short amount of time?

"Hee-yeon, if there's something you like among the ones you tried on, wear it and come out. Oh, and please take off all the name tags."

"If you take it off, you can't get a refund!"

"Shall I throw away the name tag?"

Wow, seriously, this guy is buying everything without even giving a refund.

As soon as I came out of the underwear store to change into underwear, I felt like I couldn't keep up, so he took me to a clothing store without permission. But the same thing happened at the next clothing store we went to.

"Uh… Sir, are you not welcome?"

"Uh…yes, my chest…feels tight."

"…The customer is a little big, so is it just the top?"

"No, my butt is also locked… my waist is locked…."

"Ah…yes…."

Something about the female employee's voice is a little scary.

It must be a voice that is clearly dedicated to service, but what is it? I think she is really pretty… Of course, I am a bit too pretty, but as a man, I like her quite a bit, and even now, if you were a lesbian and asked to sleep with me for a day, you look like you would agree… .

"Customer, it seems like there isn't a long skirt in your size right now… Would you like me to bring it to you in a style like this that fits your size?"

"Uh…so, it's like spandex?"

"Yes, it's a…pan."

I had absolutely no idea what the terminology for women's clothing was, so I asked the employee to explain it to me in the simplest possible terms, and the employee seemed to be starting to feel mentally challenged.

Why are you doing that… I really don't have any ill intentions. I'm just doing that because I really don't know.

"But for clothes like this, the customer right now… has big hips, so she'll have to try it on before buying it. Aside from this, there are many miniskirts that fit your size. Would you like me to bring it to you in a mini?"

"Um, miniskirts are…."

Sorry, but as a beginner in skirts, I really, really want to wear a long skirt.

Surprisingly, the long skirt didn't feel empty at the bottom or anything, and actually gave off a warm feeling. More than anything, it didn't feel awkward because it felt more like I was wearing a pair of loose-fitting pants than a skirt.

But still… miniskirts are a bit… I think it would be visible if you lift them just a little bit.

There really wasn't a single size that fit me for either the top or the bottom, so I had to change stores several times to find clothes that fit. While I was changing clothes, the man was holding a handbag I had never seen before in his hand, and I don't know where it had been.

"Did you buy that?!"

"You don't like it? Should I exchange it for another one?"

"Ah, no, that's not it… haa…."

Seriously, now I've become a woman who is covered in luxury goods from head to toe...

In the end, I was barely able to choose one outfit, so the old man watched me and bought a miniskirt that he liked or one that the clerk recommended, a dress, a coat, stockings, socks, a few shirts that I couldn't make out, and a sweater that I liked, and that was the end of my shopping.

What the heck, these are my clothes, but they don't seem like they're for me to buy… More importantly, how much did I spend on these?

I went to the cash register and tried to sneak a peek at the prices, and it was like this: one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, times…

"I told you not to worry about it."

I got kicked out by the old man. More than that, it was definitely… a million won… what was the number?

Finally, I went to buy shoes… and the sneakers I was wearing ended up in the trash can.

I didn't buy just one, but three pairs of shoes that looked pretty. One was a pair of sneakers that were comfortable to wear, and the other ones were suede loafers...? What kind of flats? Was it a shoe? It was just a pretty pair that looked like a shoe, and the other one was a stiletto, which I explained was a high heel.

I was worried that I would lose my balance and fall over in high heels, but it was surprisingly easy. So, walking itself and maintaining balance were easy.

"Okay, wait a minute. Wait a minute…."

However, it is too difficult to walk down stairs or do other things.

When I saw the old man's eyes really dazzle when he put on high heels, I thought he liked this kind of thing and put them on, but as soon as I hit the stairs, I realized that I had put them on for no reason. I'm worried that they might break.

The stairs weren't that high, so after I finally got down, the old man lent me his arm every time I came across a staircase.

As I was walking, I looked at my reflection in the window and the atmosphere had changed to the point where I wondered if it was really me.

I don't know the name of the skirt that barely covered my knees. It was the longest skirt, but it had pleats at the end, so it spread out like a flower petal. And it was 80 denier? I just learned that stockings have thickness measurements... She wore black high heels, a neat white T-shirt inside, and on the outside... I don't know what this is called. An overcoat? It's a bit casual.

It was a matching outfit that seemed a bit business-like, but it's true that I wore it like this on purpose. Since the old man came out in a suit, I thought about wearing matching outfits and it came to this feeling.

As I kept asking for your arm whenever I came across stairs, I soon found myself holding your arm even on flat ground. As we walked around buying and drinking tea together and looking around, I began to feel the gazes of people around me.

When I was anxious about wearing high heels, I didn't notice it, but men in particular were looking at me a lot. Women also looked at me and then turned their heads when they saw the old man.

Something, I don't know about men's gazes, but women's gazes feel uncomfortable. It's okay when they look at me, but why do they look at me once and then turn their heads away?

"what's the matter?"

"…no."

It doesn't seem like a big deal, but it really bothers me. I bet your boyfriend will take good care of you. When I turn my head, can you tell where your boyfriend is looking? He's looking at every part of my body, from my chest to my butt to my face. It's so obvious that I feel like my clothes are going to come off!

I don't know if it's a feeling of repulsion or something, but I find myself clinging closer to the old man. Something about that look in his eyes makes me feel like he's looking at me as if we're in a relationship of prostitution rather than a romantic one, and that bothers me.

…Huh? What did I just think?

No, I don't want to be in a relationship, I just don't like the feeling of being looked down on by the old man. I just don't like people thinking bad things about me out of their own accord, even though I'm not that kind of person.

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