Chapter 14: Lonely Hearts (2)

I was convinced when I saw boss lady swallow her saliva at my unexpected question. She definitely considers me a man. 

The topic soon turned to the story of her daughter going to college. I could feel her bitter regret. She’s going to miss her little one.

I wonder what will happen if I make a move. Watch, will there be any problems if I have a relationship with the boss?

[If it’s not an obstacle to achieving Dohoon’s dream, it’s not particularly problematic.]

Dream? What’s his dream?

[Dohoon dreams of becoming a teacher.]

Teacher? Well, that dream should be easy to fulfill.

Being a teacher is not easy. In particular, it’s said that the amount of teachers passing the recruitment in college is like picking a star in the sky.

But who am I?

I am the reincarnation of Lee Jungwoo, who was notorious for being the god of study and king of exams. I have never missed a mark in any of my exams.

For me, the recruitment test is kid’s play.

After receiving the confirmation from the watch, I began seducing the boss in earnest.

“Boss, it looks like you have a lot of tension in your shoulders. Can I massage you a little more?”

“I’m grateful for that, but I’m sorry for troubling you, Dohoon…”

“It’s okay, boss. Stand this way.”

I had the boss stand at the counter facing the front door as I stood right behind her. The counter was wide on the side, but the space on the front and back was narrow. It closed the gap between me and the boss naturally just as planned.

I looked over her shoulders and took a peek at her massive chest as I began massaging her shoulder.

“It’s good to loosen your stiff shoulders in a timely manner, Boss.”

“Ah, I see.”

I moved the hand that clasped her shoulder and pressed it at the back of her neck tightly.

“Don’t you feel a little stiff here too?”

“Yes. When my shoulders are tense, the back of my neck stiffens. You have tremendous skills, Dohoon.”

“Ha-ha, it’s not much. I just have good body strength and lots of practice.”

I deliberately stressed the word “strength.” As expected, the boss shuddered. Should I give her more stimulation? 

When the tension in the body is released, the mind also relaxes, after all. As the heat of our body temperature was transferred, the somewhat awkward air relaxed.

Shall we start soon?

I intentionally moved my hand to her lower body to stimulate her. The little guy was erect. I’m sure she could feel the tent in my pants secretly bumping into her hip bone.

“Ah—!”

She reacted. She must have felt it. I pretended not to know. 

“Boss, you’re doing good.”

***

“Yeah… thank you,” Heo Youngja answered with a bewildered voice.

Youngja had been startled by the size of the object stabbing her in the b***ocks. Even with a slight touch, she could feel the young man’s manhood through the thin clothes.

“You can stop now… Dohoon…” 

Youngja turned around, feigning ignorance and threw her gaze towards Dohoon’s crotch. His pants bulged, as if something had been stuffed inside.

Ah… wh-what? Why is it so big?

“No, Boss. I’ll have to massage you properly,” Dohoon said.

When Dohoon began massaging again, Youngja forcefully turned her head forward; her head brimmed with thoughts of Dohoon’s manhood.

Oh, my god! It’s the first time I’ve ever seen such a big d*ck. I thought he only had a nice body, but he’s also…

Oh, how she wondered how great it would feel. Maybe it could wipe away all the pent-up desires that she had accumulated over the years.

“How is it?”

“Ah… it’s good.”

“Should I do it some more?”

“Ah…”

Youngja wasn’t sure whether what came out of her mouth was an answer or a moan.

As Dohoon kept poking her in thea*s, her panties became wet. If they weren’t in a public place right now, she’d have begged him to take her away and ravish her. This stimulation was too much.

“Ha…”

“You must be feeling very good.”

“Boss, I saw on the internet that if a woman’sbr**sts are too big, then their shoulders stiffens. Is that right?”

“Right… I guess so…”

 Youngja, in the midst of her heat, replied to Dohoon’s blatant act without paying much attention. At her reaction, Dohoon became more daring.

“Boss, lift up your arm.”

“…Like this?”

“Yes. Stimulating the lymph nodes in the armpit will make it better.”

“Okay.”

Dohoon’s hand reached into Youngja’s armpit. He pretended to be massaging the lymph nodes and gently touched the rim of her chest with his finger. 

Twitch.