episode_0607

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Is there ever a moment where the expression ‘thank heavens’ fits more perfectly than now?

Even amidst all this, I briefly tried to ignore my lower region, which was foolishly getting wet.

Watching Hayoon wipe her hands on her clothes as if it were nothing, I swallowed my breath multiple times.

…If you think about it, now isn’t the time to be swallowing my breath to calm my excitement; I should be thinking, ‘I must never do something like this again.’

If Hayoon had seen my actions from just a moment ago, there would be absolutely no way to fix it.

It wasn’t even Seo Woojin who touched me; I was directly parting my panties as if asking to be poked.

What on earth could I use as an excuse for this?

But the fact that this was the extent of my reaction to almost being caught by Hayoon…

“…Anyway, I’ll help you!”

“I told you I’m fine.”

“No no no. I know what Dabin likes better than you do, you know…?”

“…I suppose that’s true.”

It seems that from spending so much time with Seo Woojin, I’ve unconsciously picked up quite a few of this pervert’s ‘flaws’.

I haven’t gone as far as to acquire the ridiculous perversion of getting aroused by having sex with a woman who already has a partner. But various other things… well.

Likewise, there must be some influence from Senior Seoyeon and Yozora, and Jiyoon, who also have unique private lives.

If I had to pick something fortunate in all of this, it’s that I’m thankfully not as bold as those women yet.

I haven’t fallen so far as to openly do bad things with Seo Woojin right in front of Hayoon.

For now, I just need to treat Hayoon as usual.

Exactly one minute ago, that’s what I was thinking.

“Look. I’m good at this, aren’t I…?”

“Ah… ngh…”

While Seo Woojin disappeared, saying he’d be back from the bathroom in a moment.

Hayoon, half-perched on my ankle with great enthusiasm, was diligently massaging my leg.

This part was something that happened often, but despairingly, the rest was different from usual.

It was natural.

I had never received a massage after another man had been wetly thrusting into my pussy,

and therefore, I had never received a massage in a sensitive state with my libido fully aroused,

Furthermore, to have Hayoon touch my thigh in this state,

and to be touched in a maddeningly stimulating area so close to my vulva,

had never happened before.

So.

“…. Haa…. …Ha….”

…Honestly,

Hayoon, following Seo Woojin,

was practically giving me foreplay…

That’s roughly what it felt like.

“…Huh? Did I put too much pressure…? You’re flinching a lot today…? Did it hurt? Dabin…?”

“No, it’s not that…”

Because just a moment ago, Seo Woojin was thoroughly thrusting into my pussy without you knowing.

And right after that, you’re diligently massaging only the area around it, without ever touching my pussy.

Because the fingers sliding to loosen my thigh are ticklish, and at the same time, it feels strange.

Even when I try not to think about it, my body keeps yearning for more.

─There’s no way I could say something like that.

Therefore, the most I could say was this much.

“…It feels, good…”

“Ah~…”

I condensed what I wanted to say as much as possible, then exaggeratedly fussed and got up from my spot.

“That’s enough now. Stop. …I’ve received enough.”

“Hmm…? Really…?”

I had never reacted like this when someone touched my leg before.

…No, now that I think about it, there might have been a minor incident with Seo Woojin in the past, but anyway.

Since this wasn’t a massage I genuinely needed, there was no reason to keep doing this.

So, as I quickly straightened my posture from lying prone, Hayoon moved aside, initially with a puzzled expression.

Breaking the short silence between us was Seo Woojin, who had briefly gone to the bathroom while we were doing this.

“Are you feeling a bit better now?”

“…Ah, yes.”

“That’s good. I was worried what if what I did wasn’t good at all.”

“……”

And that’s Seo Woojin, wearing his usual mask of being a good person.

I saw him take his smartphone to the bathroom earlier, and now Jiyoon is intently staring at her smartphone, so it looks like they discussed something secretly without me knowing…

Even with his behavior, he’s a guy who always wears a mask of being a good person in front of others.

“Here are your pants. …The ones you took off earlier. The massage is all done now.”

“…Thank you.”

I stared blankly at my pants that he handed me, then mumbled my thanks in a hesitant, barely audible voice.

After saying it, I realized it would have been better to express my gratitude in a slightly kinder voice… but.

Never mind that; I was very concerned about my panties, which had become characteristically damp due to Seo Woojin.

…I don’t even have a fresh pair of panties to change into right now.

He just did a lot of useless foreplay…

Bad bastard…

“…Hey,”

“…Huh? Why?”

“Now that I see it, you two…”

It was then.

Right next to me, Hayoon, who had been sitting on the sofa with me, idly observing the situation, suddenly asked a puzzling question.

“For some reason, you two still seem a bit awkward…?”

“……”

A puzzling question, exactly the opposite of what I expected,

frankly, a difficult question to understand.

“…Awkward? Us?”

“Yeah yeah. Jiyoon, don’t you think so too?”

“Well. I don’t know. …Aren’t Senior and Seo Woojin close?”

“That’s what they say…, hmmm~…”

Awkward, she says.

I never imagined I’d hear such a thing, of all phrases.

I thought I had been steadily building up ‘momentum’ with Seo Woojin to create an opportunity…

Shouldn’t she be saying we look closer than she expected instead?

It shouldn’t just be ‘they look close’; we should look so close that Hayoon feels a little put out, shouldn’t we?

With that question, I tried to subtly glance at Seo Woojin, but Hayoon’s words continued without giving me a chance.

“Dabin, when you’re with your friends~… you talk a lot more. And you play a lot of pranks and stuff…”

“……”

“But with Woojin~…, hmm…, not really…? It doesn’t seem like it…?”

“……”

“Kind of a modest feeling…? Quiet…? Is it just because of the polite language…?”

Well, of course.

Jokes with Seo Woojin? I’ve never tried it, not in front of you, and not even when I’m alone with this pervert.

The ‘modest feeling’ she mentioned after that is also true.

For about half a year, since around summer break, Seo Woojin has always held my leash.

Following his orders is familiar and comfortable, so this atmosphere naturally arises.

However, to make plausible excuses for all of this right now…

Since it was a truly unexpected question, I had no prepared ideas.

“I, I do play pranks. …Sometimes.”

“Ah…. Is it because you haven’t been close with Woojin for long…?”

“Y-yes, that’s right. So it’s just literally sometimes.”

“Then is it like the flicking forehead game we saw in class the other day…?”

“It’s not like that, uh…, hmm…”

I tried to gloss over it and change the subject.

“I saw it the other day. Senior playing a prank on Seo Woojin.”

Jiyoon, who was sitting at the table, even joined in,

…without giving us a single hint.

*Bang*, and.

“…Saying, ‘Aren’t you staring at my breasts too much?’”

“……”

She dropped a bombshell right into Hayoon’s ear.

“B-breasts…?”

“So what was it again…? ‘Mr. Woojin, you have a girlfriend, but aren’t you glancing at other women’s breasts too much?’ Something like that, I think.”

“Really…?”

“That’s what I’m saying! You should have heard Seo Woojin desperately explaining that he never did that~”

“…I never really looked, so I was desperately explaining it.”

“I know~ Did you forget I said Senior was just joking at first?”

That never, ever happened.

Seo Woojin, why are you naturally agreeing with her?

Could this be what you and Jiyoon talked about earlier?

…No, I don’t think it’s this.

Jiyoon didn’t bring it up first; this conversation started with Hayoon’s question, ‘You two look surprisingly awkward,’ didn’t it?

Then what on earth is it?

Did you get drunk like Hayoon?

What is there to gain by saying something like that…?

At most, it’s just a little bit of dirty talk…

“Even if it was a joke…, well…. Dabin has a good figure, so…. It’s natural for eyes to drift, I guess…”

“Yeah. Senior Dabin’s figure is a *little* bit better than yours, Onni~”

Did she just think it was a golden opportunity to tease her older sister?

The mischievous junior who made up a false story scanned my body with eyes the same yellowish-green as her sister’s.

Since I hadn’t put on the pants Seo Woojin just handed me, I was only wearing a knit top and panties.

As if licking me with her eyes.

“Wha, what are you talking about? I’m not that bad either, you know…?”

“You might be better than average, but I mean compared to Senior Dabin.”

“…Ugh…”

“Look at this. This. Senior’s breasts are definitely more than yours…”

And then, naturally.

As if it didn’t matter because they were both girls, she extended a mischievous hand towards my chest.

“……?”

“……”

Because I happened to be sitting on the sofa, there was nowhere to escape.

And so, I simply allowed Jiyoon’s touch.

“…Ah, um…”

“……”

Right, since you’re touching, you’ll know too.

Even though there isn’t a huge difference visually because of the thick knit, it’s a different story when you actually touch it.

The firm texture unique to a bra would be gone, and only this useless mass of flesh would be squishily felt.

Whether Jiyoon, whose hand was on my breast, felt that, she didn’t continue the atmosphere by playfully kneading or anything.

At this point, I could just consider it a mere incident and move on.

After all, Jiyoon has already touched my breasts multiple times before.

The only embarrassing thing, though, is.

“…I’m sorry, Senior.”

“…No. It’s okay.”

That I was just doing bad things with Seo Woojin,

…and that my body was still tense and aroused.

Since Jiyoon’s palm touched me directly, I think she might have noticed it too.

Judging by her reaction, probably 1000%.

“Hey, Lee Jiyoon…. No matter what, is it okay to just touch your sister’s friend’s breasts like that…?”

“…W-well, because we’re close, right? Dabin Unni?”

“But still, don’t do that…. It’s not polite…. Ugh…”

As I nodded in agreement with Jiyoon’s words, Hayoon, seeing that, let out a deep sigh and added.

And then, as if sleepy, she even let out a cute yawn with a stretch.

Leaving Hayoon, who was groaning as she stretched, I subtly glanced at the clock hanging on a corner of the wall directly in front of me.

Part of it might be due to the alcohol, but it was also simply very late.

We had arrived at Hayoon’s house around a little past 11, but the hour hand was already past 1 and nearly at 2 o’clock.

“Onni, are you very sleepy?”

“Not really… just a little…? I have been feeling tired since earlier, though…”

“Then do you want to go to your room and sleep? The three of us still seem fine without you, Onni.”

“Hmm…, I’ll try to hold out for a bit first…”

“Isn’t it more comfortable to just use the bed than to keep trying to endure and end up sleeping face down on the table?”

“One day is fine…. …Ah, I need to use the bathroom too…”

So I thought we would end it here for today and continue the unfinished conversation another day.

I figured the remaining time would probably be spent quietly in Jiyoon’s room, ending roughly like that.

I even had a fleeting thought: who would clean up the table littered with beer cans and snack bags?

“…Hey, Seo Woojin.”

“What?”

“Are you really going to do it? What you just said on KakaoTalk.”

“Yeah. …Just doing it outright would be a bit difficult, but it’d be possible if you helped.”

“Haa…”

Come to think of it, that thought that Seo Woojin and Jiyoon secretly talked earlier…

“…If Onni slaps you later, I’m not involved, okay?”

Only *that* was missing.