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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 23:41:27 +0000 UTCChapter 29: Chapter 9: Why Not Me? (2)
There was no need to delay any longer.
"Ahh...!"
I grabbed Sunhwa’s right leg and lifted it, exposing her soaked crotch and filling the stall with a lewd scent.
"Haa… haa…"
[System: ‘Jin Sunhwa’s’ frustration trembles with fear.]
Clear, sticky juices dripped from between her lifted legs, drawing silver strings on the floor. At the same time, her nipples hardened so much they were visible through her T-shirt.
"I’m going in."
"Hnn…!"
I pressed her back against the stall wall and pushed in. Unlike Sua, Sunhwa’s insides clung to me aggressively, squeezing me tightly.
The sensation of her clamping down sent a thrill up my spine to the back of my neck.
"Whew…"
"Ngh…!!"
Eyes half-rolled back, Sunhwa covered her mouth and surrendered her body to me in the cramped stall. As I moved my hips slowly, the stall creaked and her rough breathing mixed with the sound.
"Hnnng…!!"
As her face grew redder, I wanted to stimulate her more. I wrapped my arm around her waist and lightly scratched down her tensed abs with my nails.
"Hik?!?!"
A high-pitched, hiccup-like sound burst from Sunhwa’s throat. At the same time, her insides convulsed and gripped me even tighter.
"Whew…"
"Wh-what are you… doing?!"
As I caught my breath from the sudden stimulation, Sunhwa took her hand off her mouth and looked at me with teary eyes.
"Why, afraid you’ll get caught?"
"Th-this… hnn… is the men’s room…!"
"You knew that coming in, didn’t you?"
Chuckling, I gently stroked her back. Now, she couldn’t even cover her mouth as her breathing grew wild.
"Haa… hnn… hnn…!!"
At first, it was just heavy breathing. But as I slowly moved my hand up from her waist to her shoulder blades, she stuck out her tongue like a dog and started panting.
"Huh, huh, hnn… huhk…!!"
"Don’t bite your tongue."
"Hnnng…!!!"
When I scratched her back with my nails again, she clung to me and trembled violently. Her hot, moist, toothpaste-scented breath covered half my face as she whispered in my ear.
"Hmm."
[System: ‘Jin Sunhwa’ is filled with longing. She is anticipating stimulation of her strongest erogenous zone.]
What is the system referring to as her strongest erogenous zone?
It’s definitely not the portio, and it’s not her back, which I just scratched.
"Hmm."
"Hik?!"
When I slowly slid my hand down to the base of her spine, her moans changed.
"Ah… uh… hnn…"
"Is it here?"
"Hnn… ahh…"
Unable to speak, Sunhwa just nodded and patted my chest. Of course, I already knew: what she really wants is to have her thick, emphasized buttocks spanked mercilessly, just like she flaunts them in tight clothes.
This rude, arrogant madam’s preference is for extreme masochism spanking. That contrast is what makes it so exciting.
"Don’t… tease me…"
"Your begging posture is terrible."
Bang!
"Ahh…!!!"
I thrust hard, slamming into her womb. Sunhwa’s head snapped back and she bit her lip. In the stall, not knowing if someone would come in, the pleasure was overwhelming.
Her raised legs trembled and juices dripped down. Just as the moment stretched, footsteps approached outside.
"Shh…!!"
Her mind, lost in pleasure, snapped back for a moment. Sunhwa covered her mouth with her hand.
Beyond the thin plywood door, two men chatted, their voices reaching us.
"Hmm… did you spray perfume?"
"Perfume? Must be the office diffuser."
"No… this is weird."
They stopped, probably using the urinal.
[System: ‘Jin Sunhwa’s’ body burns with anticipation.]
Anticipation…?
I was surprised by the word in the message. When I checked Sunhwa’s face, I saw confusion, but also growing excitement.
"Crazy…"
"Haa… haa…"
Sunhwa’s breathing grew rough again. Afraid we’d make noise if we moved, I decided to change positions.
I sat on the toilet, and Sunhwa climbed on top of me. Just then, the conversation outside resumed.
"The boss looks really pretty today too."
"I know. That face, that body, and she’s forty? My wife looks older."
"She looks younger than my sister, seriously."
They laughed as the topic suddenly shifted.
"Is the boss dating someone these days?"
"Manager Yoon was just talking about that. She’s been taking long lunches lately."
"If someone who usually just has a shake for lunch is doing that, she must really be seeing someone."
"Who is it? Someone like her could date a college student, no problem."
"Yeah… damn, I’m so jealous. Whoever it is."
At that moment, Sunhwa, who had been trembling on top of me, suddenly froze.
"…!"
As if she’d realized something, or maybe just her woman’s intuition kicked in, she looked at me with a mix of suspicion and shock.
"What?"
"You… did you…"
Unable to voice her question, or maybe unwilling to admit she was involved, she just stared at me wide-eyed.
"Let’s go."
After the sound of water at the sink, the footsteps faded. Sunhwa asked in a shaky voice,
"You… did you sleep with President Han?"
"Why, are you curious?"
I smirked in response. Sunhwa gritted her teeth.
"I asked first. Answer properly."
"What if I did?"
It was time to break this rude woman’s habits.
"What?"
"So what if I did? You and I are just a clean transaction, right?"
Sunhwa’s face turned red with anger.
"You’re getting cocky just because I let you have me a few times."
She growled, but didn’t pull me out. Naturally, nothing she said had any weight.
Still, she glared at me and continued stubbornly.
"I’m not the kind of woman to be treated like this."
"Really? Doesn’t look that way to me."
It was time to really fix her attitude.
"Get off."
"…What?"
"I said, get off."
I pushed Sunhwa off and started to pull out. She grabbed my wrist.
"N-no, what are you…"
"You’re not the kind of woman to be treated like this, right?"
"That’s not what I wait…!"
She looked flustered as things didn’t go her way. When I moved her off me, my cock was soaked with her juices. I grabbed some toilet paper, wiped off, and dressed. Sunhwa stammered in a trembling voice.
"What… what are you doing?!"
"If you want this kind of treatment for a paid job, I don’t have to do it."
I smirked and stroked the cleft of her buttocks. Only then did Sunhwa seem to realize what she’d done, and she started to stutter.
"N-no, wait, that’s not what I meant…"
"That’s enough. I’ll send you the payment for the times we did it. I’ll make sure you get what you want from now on."
"You… you…!! You think I’ll let you walk out like this?!"
"What if you don’t?"
I grabbed her chest and retorted.
"Yeah, I slept with Han Sua. So what? Do I need your permission?"
"I… I’m a pillar sister with President Han…"
"Ugh, this is really annoying."
There was no need to say more. Because…
[System: The relationship ends before ‘Jin Sunhwa’ reaches climax! Her frustration lets out a scream!]
A single drop of water to a thirsty person is torture, not a gift.
"I don’t feel bad. Sua is much sweeter, gentler, and more affectionate than you."
"You think I’m worse than President Han?!"
"At least she doesn’t talk dirty like you in bed."
I answered indifferently, grabbed Sunhwa’s wrist, and led her out of the bathroom. She barely managed to get dressed, but her zipper wasn’t fully closed.
"Go to work on your own."
"No, what is this…"
Leaving the stunned Sunhwa behind, I called Sua.
"Hello? Yeah, I’m outside the office. No, I just missed you. Can you come out? Are you not getting off early today?"
After a short conversation, Sua opened the office door and came out.
"Ma no, Teacher. What are you huh?! Ma’am?!"
"President Han, what is going on "
But I didn’t give Sunhwa a chance to finish. Making sure no one in the office was watching, I grabbed Sua’s wrist and headed to the elevator.
"It’s okay to leave early, right?"
That was probably the last thing Sunhwa heard.
