episode_0055

#55

*Slap slap slap slap……!*

*”Hng…! Huh…!”*

I’m moving my chest so hard, so why isn’t there any reaction…?!

I glanced up at Bulajang, but he was just grinning while watching me.

*”Does it… feel good…?! Answer me!”* *”Ehehehe… Hard to say.”*

**Hard to say**?!

I was confident in my body, at least.

Sure, my chest is… smaller than Harin’s unnie’s, but 65E still counts as glamorous, right? And here I am, wrapping him up and shaking it—and **hard to say**?!

You little bastard… I swear.

*Slap slap slap slap…!*

I shook even harder.

There was plenty of soap suds already, but that wasn’t the point. If I pull one foot out here… I can finish this quickly, right…?

**So cum already…!**

*Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch…*

*”Uuuuh……. Hgh…….”*

Disgusting little groans were leaking slowly from his mouth.

Of course he’d feel it when I’m using my chest like this.

Strangely invigorated, the rhythm of my movements gradually sped up.

*”D-does it feel good…? My chest……. Huh?”* *”Ugh…. Hhh. Y-yeah… it does.”* *”Nggh…! Nggh…! Like this? You like it when I do this?”* *”Yeah, yeah…!”*

**Yeah, he likes it.** Freaking idiot.

I press down hard with my chest, and he’s grinning ear to ear, loving every second.

The way he can’t hold back his moans is kind of cute, too…….

……Wait, what am I even saying?

*”Come on, just cum already…! Cum from my titjob already…!”* *”Hgh…… Hnnggh…!”*

*Slap slap slap slap…!*

I pressed my chest against him with both hands.

The shape of my chest shifted as I squeezed his cock with all my might, moving furiously up and down.

*”How’s that…! Hah…! Like this. Ah. Y-you’re close, right? Huh?”* *”Ugh-euuugh…!”*

*Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch…!*

Between the thick lather, the glans peeked in and out repeatedly.

I could feel him twitching against my chest—meaning he was close.

He’s gonna cum soon.

*”There you go…. Cum for this idol’s tits already…! Ngh……!”*

*Splurt…! Sploosh…! Sssplllurt…!!*

From the tip of his cock peeking between my chest, white liquid began firing.

*”Ah……!”*

*Plop. Plop. Plop.*

The spurting cum shot up into the air before splattering back down over my face, neck, collarbone, and chest.

*Spllluuurgh……! Sssquirt…!*

I milked him dry until not a single drop was left.

*”Hah… Hah…. D-did you like it? My titjob….”* *”Ehehehe……. It was the best, Eun-chae-yang.”*

His praise made the corners of my lips curl up despite myself.

**No……** Why am I happy because **this bastard** complimented me?!

This… This isn’t something to be proud of—being told I give good titjobs!

I need to wipe the cum off my face first………

*”Ehehe…. But there’s still the back left to do, no?”*

Bulajang turned around, sticking his ass right back toward me.

*Ah……… For real.*

After spending forever rubbing every nook and cranny of his legs and ass with my cleavage, I was finally allowed to leave the shower.

Once I’d quickly rinsed off and stepped out, **another outfit** was laid out on the bed.

……Guessing I’m supposed to change into that now.

I dried myself, took off the swimsuit, and picked up the new clothes.

……It’s a **maid outfit.**

Complete with a frilly headband.

The skirt was *extremely* short, but the exposure wasn’t as bad as I expected.

Carefully, I changed into the clothes he’d prepared.

*”Ehehe…… It suits you well.”* *”……Yeah?”*

I adjusted the outfit while he eyed every part of my body.

The dress *is* pretty. And the size fits better than I thought…….

*”Now that you’re dressed… You’ll have to act like a maid. Ehehe…….”* *”You want me to do roleplay or something? Seriously?”* *”Normally, it’s called *situational play*…… But yes. You can handle it, no?”*

Bulajang patted my shoulder with his disgusting hand before sitting on the bed, eagerly waiting to see what I’d do.

……What the hell am I even supposed to do? This is so annoying.

Gritting my teeth, I reminded myself that I had to obey his orders right now.

A maid…… huh?

I forced an awkward smile.

*”Master……… sir……?”* *”Ehehe…!”*

Ugh…… What’s so funny?! God!

This is so **humiliating!**

*”Master……… sir……. Ugh…. L-let me serve you…….”* *”Ehehe… Not a drop of sincerity in that voice, I see.”* *”T-then what do you want?! Just—just say it right and it’s good enough, isn’t it?!”* *”Show it through your *actions*. Kneel before me.”* *”Ugh……!!”*

I cautiously knelt in front of him on the bed.

Kneeling itself wasn’t the issue—it was seeing glimpses of his disgusting bare legs and even his cock through the gaps in his robe that made me shudder.

*”I-is this…… good enough……?”* *”Ehehe. Now, begin your service.”* *”……Yes.”*

Leaning forward, I grabbed the sash of his robe and slid it off.

His pathetic body was now fully exposed.

*”…W-what should I do now?”* *”You may choose the service menu yourself, Eun-chae-yang. Ehehe……!”* *”Ugh…… Seriously……!”*

How am I supposed to know what that means?!

Ugh…… We did the titjob earlier, so…….

*”T-then…… I’ll start with…… my mouth…….”*

Carefully moving toward his face, I shut my eyes tightly and pressed my lips to his.

*”Mmmph……! *Smooch*……!”*

*Slurp. Smooch. Sssluuurp…….*

Kissing his gross face, I slowly slid my tongue in.

*Smooch… Slrp… Slrp… Sssllurrrp…….*

*”Open…… wider.”*

Eughhh……

I pushed my tongue deep inside, swirling it wildly.

Twisting it around… rubbing it against the roof of his mouth…

It’s only been ten days since my first kiss, but I can already tell I’m getting used to it.

And the fact that it’s with **this old man** makes me sick…….

*”Sssluuurp mmmph shllurrp ssshhmuuuah…! Ewwghhh…… Rrrmmmph…. Hah…….”*

Only after what felt like forever did I finally pull away.

A string of saliva still connected my lips to his. I hastily wiped my mouth.

*”Ehehe… Impressive improvement.”* *”What’s that supposed to mean?”* *”At first, a mere kiss would leave you so overwhelmed you could barely even move……”* *”Sh-shut up about that! It was my first time, okay?!”* *”You like kissing now, don’t you?”* *”Ngh……!”*

My words died in my throat.

I **should** say I hate it.

……But my face is burning.

Honestly. If I’m being **totally honest………**

I kinda……… **do.**

*”I’d like it…… if it wasn’t with you…!”* *”Ehehe… Then does that mean you’d like it with Executive Baek Pansu?”* *”Why the hell are you bringing up that bastard?! I’d hate it with him too!”* *”Eheh… Then with someone else?”* *”I-I’ve never…… kissed anyone else…….”* *”Ehehehe…! So you dislike both, but you still like it? You’re contradicting yourself.”* *”Stop—stop overanalyzing everything like that! Damn it!”*

Can’t you just take the hint and move on?!

*”Besides, aren’t you supposed to be acting as a maid right now? Such disrespectful language for your master…?”* *”Ugh……!! F-fine…… understood…!”* *”You’ve done the mouth. Now, how about kissing elsewhere? Ehehe…….”*

Glancing down, I saw his cock was already hard again, jutting out expectantly.

I already knew what he wanted, but………

I **hate** giving him what he craves.

Casually, I stood up and sat beside him on the left instead.

*”Eheh……?”* *”Stay still. I’ll take care of it my way…….”*

I draped my right arm over his shoulder while my left hand snaked down toward his cock

……It’s so hard.

Gripping it firmly, I carefully stroked him up and down.

*”Nghh…! Handjob, is it?”*

So *this* is called a handjob.

Another useless piece of knowledge to add to the pile.

*”Dunno. Just take the service you asked for. Now… turn your head this way……”*

Once he faced me, I kissed him again.

*”Mmph……. Hgnn. *Smooch*……. Sllrp. Mmph.”*

Naturally, he wrapped his arms around me too.

His hands roamed around my waist before slipping under my skirt, groping my thighs.

His touch made my skin crawl…… but I forced myself to focus on my hands instead.

*Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.*

The more I stroked him, the stiffer he got in my grasp.

Just this little bit has him feeling good, huh?

Gotta…… finish this quickly.

*”There. Open up again. *Smooch*……. Mmph. *Smooch*. Sssmuahh……. Sllrpt.”*

*Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap…….*

As I sped up my hand’s movements, his cock began twitching more violently.

Feeling every little reaction he gives is actually kinda fun…

If I pull out one more trick here, maybe he’ll be too tired to—

Right then—

**DING-DONG.**

An **unbelievably loud** doorbell rang out.

**Doorbell?**

But this was supposed to be an unmanned hotel……

**DING-DONG. DING-DONG.**

It rang again.

*”Huh…… W-who is it?”* *”Ehehe… Seems they’ve arrived.”* *”Arrived? Who? You didn’t actually call other people here, did you?!”* *”Ehehehe…! Of course not. Handing Eun-chae-yang over to others? Unthinkable.”*

That’s a **relief**, right?

**DING-DONG.**

The doorbell echoed once more before heavy knocking shook the door.

*”Delivery here!”*

*”……Delivery?”* *”Didn’t we order lunch?”*

Well, **yeah**, BUT—

Did this bastard order it on his own **without telling me**?!

Better get rid of them fast.

*”J-just leave it by the door!”* *”Sigh… You haven’t paid yet!”*

I whipped my head toward Bulajang—only to see him grinning as he held out a card.

……Don’t tell me. He wants **me** to go?