Ch.234234. Boldly Tempting

“……can I really touch it?”

“Yeah. You can touch it.”

“Really, really?”

“Yes. I said you could.”

He laughed casually and took my wrist, guiding it. My fingertips touched his abs. They felt hard yet somehow soft. No matter how many times I touched them, it was truly a fascinating sensation.

Though it was the same human skin, the reason it felt so different from mine was probably because he was male. I swallowed hard and slowly stroked his abdomen. His well-defined abs twitched slightly under my touch.

It was almost as if his abs were a separate living creature from him. Curious, I spent quite a while playing with his abs before glancing up cautiously.

“Is it ticklish?”

“A little.”

“Should I… stop then?”

“No, it’s not bad enough to stop.”

So he’s saying I can touch more. After hesitating, I reached out again. I placed my right hand on his bare abs and gently stroked downward.

I hadn’t realized since I rarely got to touch them, but abs were better than I’d imagined. Especially the gap between the abs above the navel—it looked so good. And it felt even better to touch.

And the way they became firmer with each touch, his abs were almost like… that. Do all men’s bodies harden this way?

…Of course not. Get a grip. Strange thoughts were suddenly filling my mind, so I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and composed myself. He stared at me for a moment, then adjusted his shirt collar.

“So, how was it?”

“What? How was what…?”

“My abs, how were they?”

I couldn’t readily answer his casually thrown question. Honestly, I should say I really liked them. But wouldn’t that make me seem like a pervert?

Freely rubbing a man’s abs and then saying I enjoyed it—that would be truly shameful behavior. So I’ll skip that answer and say something else.

“Um… well, that.”

“That?”

“They’re… handsome?”

“Handsome? My abs?”

Oops. In trying to think of another answer, I blurted out what I felt looking at his face. Realizing my mistake, I shook my head vigorously.

“Ah, no. Not your abs.”

“Then, my face?”

“Yes. Your face is handsome… no, that’s not what I meant.”

He stared at me silently before laughing. Judging by his reaction, he clearly found it amusing that I was trying to say something strange but stopped myself.

Is this man deliberately doing this? I narrowed my eyes and stared at him intently. He suppressed his smile and returned to a face that suggested nothing had happened. I was about to say something about his shameless response when he spoke first.

“Anyway, I’m supposed to think I’ve been seduced, right?”

“That was true until just now. I don’t think so anymore.”

“Really? That’s a shame.”

Despite his words, he didn’t look disappointed at all. How should I put it—rather than disappointment, he had a strangely relaxed expression.

It was as if he was saying, “I’ve succeeded. Now let’s see how you’ll seduce me.”

“Then, it’s my turn now?”

“Yes, it’s your turn.”

His blunt response maintained that leisurely attitude. He even slowly moved to lean against the bed’s headboard, interlacing his fingers behind his head.

This was a kind of provocation. Without saying anything specific, he was challenging me with a “I’ll just stay still like this, so try if you dare” attitude.

“…Can I take a moment to prepare?”

He must think I can’t do it if he acts like that. But that’s a miscalculation. Believe it or not, I’m quite competitive by nature. I can’t stand losing, and if someone does something to me, I need to return the favor.

He nodded leisurely at my question. The faint smile on his lips suggested he was confident he wouldn’t fall for whatever I did.

“How long do I need to wait?”

“Two min—no, one minute will do. Just keep your eyes closed for a bit.”

“Sure, that’s fine.”

He casually replied and covered his eyes with his palm. I quietly rose from my seat and grabbed the hem of my dress. As I slowly pulled it off, I thought to myself.

“Not yet?”

“…Wait. I’m almost ready.”

I was determined to see that relaxed face transform into one of shock.

***

Current time: 3 PM. Location: still on the bed, and I’m covering my eyes with my palm.

…Ah, I wonder how Hwa Nabi will approach this. Perhaps because I’m in complete darkness, all sorts of wild thoughts are running through my mind. You know, the kind of things men think of when they hear the word “seduction.”

Since I deliberately provoked her, she might come on stronger than usual. With strange anticipation, I waited with a pounding heart when I heard a rustling sound in front of me.

It sounded like soft fabric against skin, like something being removed… I couldn’t tell exactly what it was. I could confirm by opening my eyes, but that would break our promise. So I had no choice but to wait.

With a mix of anticipation and curiosity, I waited for Hwa Nabi’s word. After a short while, the bed shifted, and I felt weight on my lower body.

“You can open your eyes now.”

I removed my hands, thinking “no way,” and sure enough, Hwa Nabi was sitting on my lower body. But she wasn’t wearing clothes.

More precisely, she had removed her outer clothes and was wearing only sports-like underwear. The kind women wear like uniforms when taking body profile photos.

Since it was wireless underwear, her volume seemed even more pronounced. Thanks to that, the area around her chest was asserting its presence undeniably, and I could only stare blankly below her neck, unable to say anything.

“Why are you suddenly silent?”

“…Huh? What?”

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

I barely suppressed the urge to say, “Because you look perfect without words.” If I said something like that right after acting so casual earlier, I’d look too easy.

As much as I wanted to embrace her right away, male pride dictated otherwise. After taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart, I pretended to be casual and said:

“I haven’t seen this before. Is it new?”

“Yes. I heard this style is trending these days, so I bought a matching set with yours. How is it?”

“Oh, really? Good purchase. It’s really pretty.”

“Right? Isn’t it pretty? Want to touch it?”

I instinctively reached out before stopping myself. Wait, what was I about to touch? Just because she says I can touch doesn’t mean I should touch everything. Besides, Hwa Nabi is trying to seduce me right now.

My self-control was like wet paper. It might look solid at a glance, but it would tear easily if pulled. If I touched her chest, the persona I was maintaining would crumble like a sand castle.

I knew this fact well, but so did Hwa Nabi. How many years have we spent together? She must know exactly what she’s doing.

“Why did you stop before touching?”

Her question seemed innocent, but it was cunning underneath. Asking while knowing exactly what was in my mind—at times like this, she’s like a nine-tailed fox.

I pulled back my hand, fidgeting with the bed sheet instead, and replied:

“Well… I don’t necessarily have to touch your chest.”

“I never said to touch my chest.”

“…Huh?”

“What I said you could touch was the underwear, not my chest.”

Hwa Nabi tilted her head and inserted her index finger into the middle of her underwear. Then she gently pulled it down, slightly exposing the upper part of her covered chest.

“Oh, don’t tell me.”

“Don’t tell you what?”

“Our husband was more interested in my chest than my underwear?”

I couldn’t deny it in good conscience. It’s only natural. When my woman is right in front of me in her underwear, how could I not look?

And it’s not just any underwear—it’s shapewear. Hwa Nabi’s already beautiful body, with everything in the right places, looks even more accentuated and sexier with the shaping effect… As a man, it’s truly an impossible sight to look away from.

There couldn’t be a more perfect seduction than this. The old saying that one action is better than a hundred words isn’t wrong.

As I continued looking, I realized it wasn’t just her abundant chest that was attractive—her hip line and lower abdomen were also perfectly shaped. Her thighs below looked full of elasticity, and her calves and ankles had beautifully smooth lines.

If I could say one thing to my past self, it would be: What were you doing with a woman like this right in front of you? What were you holding back for? Were you really that foolish?

“If you wanted to touch, you should have said so.”

If it were that easy, I would have done it much earlier. There were many thoughts swirling in my head, but I hesitated to speak them because it would be like admitting I’d been seduced.

I know I’m being stubborn despite having already fallen halfway—no, almost completely. But as a man, I have my pride.

No matter what my woman says, there’s something wrong with falling completely for a few sweet words. A man should be steadfast, firmly walking his own path no matter what others say…

“Then I would have let you touch.”

“…”

What did she just say? It felt like my thought process suddenly stopped.

Without realizing it, I glanced down, staring intently at her underwear.

“Isn’t it a bit cold?”

Before I could say anything, Hwa Nabi moved. She placed her hands on the bed sheet, leaned her upper body forward, and rested her head on my chest. Then she brought her lips close to my ear and whispered quietly:

“I wish someone would touch my body.”