218 - Wireless On**ole

**Title: Untethered Connection - Chapter 219: "Did It Grow Because of You, Noona?"** An earnest gaze fixed solely on my lips. As I purposively remained silent, the expression gradually shifted to one of near-tears, seemingly wanting to witness more from me. Though intrigued by how things would unfold if I prolonged this, I decided to speak before tears fell. "Alright. I'll help relieve your stress." With my answer, her face brightened. Is this the charm of a 27-year-old? Truthfully, it wasn't anything challenging. I anticipated something along the lines of a chest massage, yet what unfolded was a much simpler date. The former, of course, is a product of my desires. "Just to clarify, this is for your stress relief, not some affair, right?" "Of course. I know." "Good, good. I've always walked around alone, so this is a nice change. Had you refused, I might've considered cutting your hourly pay." "...That's a relief." The sincerity of that final statement struck me. As I awkwardly smiled, Cha-Ah stood from her chair. Below, she wore ripped denim shorts, her firm thighs and shapely legs drawing my gaze. As I stole a glance, she twirled around, flaunting her entire figure. "What do you think of this outfit? Isn't it pretty?" "It is." "Thanks. But... where does that overwhelming impact you mentioned come from? Here? The shoulders?" Cha-Ah bent forward slightly, presenting her gleaming upper body. Her cleavage was once more on full display, accompanied by a slight bounce. How could anyone resist that obnoxiously alluring figure? It was atomic bomb-level. What should I say here? "Your chest is so distractingly large, Noona." Would that make her happy? Being a sane individual, I discarded that option and opted for a more rounded response. "In general. You don't usually wear revealing clothes, so it's surprising." "Really? I wanted to dress up after a while, seems like it was a good call. Do you like this style?" "I'm always game for this. It's right up my alley." "You're not just saying this to flatter me, right?" "Absolutely not." Who wouldn't like an outfit like that? Honestly, with her radiant beauty, I'd be fine if she wore a potato sack. Though it's said that the face completes the fashion, for her, clothes are merely tools to cover her body. Seemingly pleased, Cha-Ah hummed a tune. After giving my pronounced erection a quick glance, she shifted topics. "So, how've you been, Woo-jin? The break's ending soon, got any plans?" "Same old. Study a bit, hang out. Even once the semester starts, it's just assignments and exams." "I see... You'll still be able to work after classes begin, right?" "Of course. With a boss as pretty as you, where else would I go? Plus, the pay's good." "Oh please, no need for flattery. And your pay is high because you do your job well." Cha-Ah lightly covered her mouth, her eyes smiling warmly. Then, with a cheerful face, she approached me. Taking a seat beside me, she stretched, causing her chest to jiggle once again. I apologize for constantly mentioning her chest, but what can I do with it in plain sight? Coupled with the intensified fragrance, my semi-arousal was growing more pronounced. "Hehe... I always think, Woo-jin, I'm envious. You get to enjoy college life with pretty girlfriends and work with a beautiful manager. You've got it good." "Ever since this spring, things have turned out unexpectedly well. It wasn't like this before." "Really? Seeing you now, I'd think you were popular since freshman year." "Not at all. I just groomed myself and worked out to get to this point." "A makeover still needs a good base to work with." Her praise was abundant. Though I recognized her intent to flatter, I couldn't help but feel good. As I smiled bashfully, Cha-Ah shifted closer, subtly bringing her hip to mine. She swayed her head gently, spreading her pleasant scent everywhere. Was she always this forward? This was a stark contrast from her composed demeanor at the convenience store or the one who resorted to self-relief at home. Once she decided to seduce me, it seemed she changed entirely. "As I mentioned before, I hardly got to enjoy myself because of studies and looking after Hye-jin. So..." She brought her face closer to my ear in this confined space, a closeness that felt risky. The atmosphere was seductive and ticklish. Was she planning to... "Could you tell me about your college life?" "...What?" I thought she intended to escalate things but it wasn't the case. Though slightly disappointed, the current situation was still delightful. Her bare thigh barely brushed mine, nudging me, and her turned body allowed her soft chest to make slight contact. Even if I tried to ignore it, it was palpable; she was intentionally brushing against me, almost teasingly. "I know you're popular, but I'm curious about how you got close to those two. Of course, they handle their own affairs, but from an outsider's perspective, it's not a typical...relationship, is it?" It isn't normal. Thanks to some extraordinary circumstances, that relationship blossomed. Pondering how to explain, I watched as Cha-Ah subtly waved her hand, indicating her awareness of the sensitive topic. "Sorry. If it's uncomfortable, you don't need to tell me." "It's okay. I can give you a brief overview, if that's fine?" "Sure, that's fine." "Do you remember Ah-yeong? The one with black hair." "Of course, she's incredibly beautiful." "Ah-yeong and I are in the same department. We take the same classes, but having returned from military service, she's technically my junior." "So romantic. A department couple." She clapped in admiration. It seemed she had a fascination with this, but knowing the full story might change her perspective. It all began with secretly satisfying myself using a wireless connected onahole. **Title: Untethered Connection - Chapter 219: "Did It Grow Because of You, Noona?"** "True... As long as it doesn't break apart, there's nothing better than a department couple, right? You get to see each other every day and even study together." "Exactly. So, what about the brunette, Hye-yoon, was it?" I seduced Hye-yoon by satisfying her with a ghostly assist, eventually leading to our first real-world encounter at the gym, given my impressive size. When I put it like this, even I find it incredible. Best to delete the quip before it slips out. "Hye-yoon also goes to the same school and happens to live next door. We bonded quickly, sharing a passion for fitness." "I see..." Cha-Ah pondered over my words, likely gearing up for the crucial question: how the three of us started dating. Yet, she remained silent, choosing instead to visually survey me from head to toe several times, focusing most on the fabric of my pants. As her large eyes completed their examination, her breathing became slightly heavier. In the stillness, the increased volume was prominent. Breaking the silence, I turned the tables with my own inquiry. "And what about your college life, Noona? I bet you were quite popular." "Me? Not really... I just went home after class so..." "Oh, come on. I can tell you kept getting invitations to gatherings and drinks." "Oops, you've caught me." With a gentle smile, Cha-Ah recalled the past, running her fingers along her chin as if trying to piece together memories. With lips slightly parted, her gaze drifted toward the ceiling. Suddenly, she snapped back to attention, as a memory resurfaced. "True, I did get frequent calls, but I wasn't very interested, and there wasn't anyone as impressive as you, Woo-jin, so I declined them all." "Now that sounds even more unbelievable." "No, it's true." The sincerity in her eyes was undeniable. I'd always sensed her fondness for me, but I assumed that was due to my work ethic and physicality, not romantic interest. But now, things seemed different. It had evolved past mere admiration. A bold attraction lingered between us. 'Was the power of calling someone's name during anal sex truly this potent?' Once affection takes hold, it subtly shifts one’s gaze and thoughts towards the other person. Whether you call it mere desire or something deeper, Cha-Ah appeared to be in that very state. "I'm flattered to hear that." "Just stating the facts." Silence followed our exchange. Looking into the distance, I felt a warmth on my thigh and her shoulder brushing against mine. It wasn't the result of the sofa's recoil; she deliberately leaned into me. The touch of skin against skin reignited that familiar ambiance. An aura suggestive enough to spark vivid imaginations. "Woo-jin." "Yes?" "You said this outfit looked good on me today, right?" "Indeed. It's beautiful." "Then..." Drawing out her words, her hand shifted. From gently resting on my thigh, it began its ascent. A tingling sensation, reminiscent of a snake's slither, caused a further swell in my pants. Hiding my response had become moot. Cha-Ah's grin broadened as she noticed. Her hand now dangerously close to my apex. Any more movement inward and she'd make direct contact. But she didn't stop there. She skated around the edges, as if envisioning the scene beneath. I knew I shouldn't succumb, yet the resolve to resist had long evaporated since morning. Swallowing hard, I locked eyes with Cha-Ah. Our gaze conveyed myriad meanings. As if waiting for this moment, she spoke in the sultriest tone I'd heard that day. "Did this grow because of me, Noona?" **Title: Untethered Connection - Chapter 220: "As the 'Manager,' I'll Take Care of It"** Her gaze brimming with anticipation and a playful demeanor. How could anyone withstand such temptations? Sight, smell, touch. At least three senses would need to be suppressed to bear it. 'Should I just go for it? It seems inevitable that we won't fully cross the line today, and up until now, we haven't done much in reality.' With that thought concluded, I acted quickly. My member swelled beneath my trousers, yet I deliberately arched my back to accentuate it further. And then a single, straightforward response escaped my lips. "Yes." "Why?" "Because you're dressed so provocatively, Noona. Any guy would understand." "Really? I haven't shown this to anyone else, so I wouldn't know." Hearing my desired answer, Cha-Ah broke into a wide smile. Her hand had already ventured south, gently grazing the fabric against my growing arousal. She began to explore, her fingers climbing the course of my jeans, as if gauging length. "Woo-jin... Got excited seeing me, didn't you? How should I make up for this?" "Aren't you upset?" "Why? Should I be?" "Well... reacting to you like this might be bothersome." "Hmm... If it were anyone else but you, maybe. But weren't these natural reactions bound to happen to such a sight?" Sure, looking at her body it's a natural phenomenon. An erection unlikely to subside anytime soon. Chancing a glance at her delectable form, I voiced what I dared to hope. "So, does this mean it's just for me?" "Of course. You're the first, and in all likelihood, the only one I'll do this for." Whether it implied racy antics exclusively for me, or that this was the first time she had done something like this for any employee, it didn't matter. I was the first, and that felt undeniably rewarding. "Hmm..." Cha-Ah tapped my arousal lightly. Seemingly measuring, she moved her hand to the zipper, a mischievous look accompanying her gesture. "I find myself in quite the predicament. With a talented and handsome employee like Woo-jin, it's hard to believe there's so much pent-up desire. If unchecked, it might hinder your work performance." "....." **Title: Untethered Connection - Chapter 220: "As the 'Manager,' I'll Take Care of It"** "But if it swells again later and I pretend I didn't see it... what if I end up getting pounced on?" She whispered in my ear with a teasing laugh. Her transformation when the mood struck was impressive, and her closing quip about it being a joke showcased her extraordinary wit. "So, I've been thinking... I propose to solve this as your 'manager.' How does that sound to you, Woo-jin?" "As my manager?" "Yes. No ulterior motives, just helping an employee perform better." How could I possibly refuse that? Not that I intended to decline in the first place. As I nodded in agreement, the sound of the zipper lowering filled the room, revealing the waistband of my underwear instantly. It felt reminiscent of when I was with Hee-jin, but Cha-Ah, oblivious to this parallel, gaped in awe at what was unveiled. "With something this big, your desires must be strong... I see now why you have two girlfriends." "Is that a compliment?" "Who knows? Either way, right now, I'm just a manager helping out an employee, so relax." So, it wasn’t an affair, in other words. Having said her piece, Cha-Ah rose and walked over to the door. Click. The lock slid into place, ensuring we wouldn’t be disturbed. Now alone in the enclosed room, she leaned even closer to me than before. "Woo-jin, can you remind me why it grew like this?" "Do I really have to say it?" "I heard somewhere that you should be honest about these kinds of things. It's good to express your desires, they said." "Really...?" It sounded like something I might have said, hearing it from her felt strangely full-circle. Choosing my words carefully, I finally spoke up. "Because you're so different from your usual image." "And what was my usual image?" "Just... wearing simple clothes, with a soft vibe. Whereas now, you exude so much allure." "Which parts?" "Your shoulders and legs." "... Is that all?" Relentless. It seemed she had a particular answer in mind. As I hesitated, she tapped her fingers, waiting for my confession. "Your chest is just so... provocative that it made me grow." "Really?" Pleased with my honesty, Cha-Ah proudly flaunted her chest, and before I knew it, the fabric of my underwear spread apart, freeing my eager length. The first public unveiling in full light. Startled, she stammered with a mixture of excitement and nerves. "It's...it's huge... If you don't calm down soon, this might become tough." Her other hand joined the first, linking fingers around my thick girth, the tip emerging above her grasp. Awed by the sheer size, Cha-Ah's eyes glazed over somewhat. After a moment, she looked up at me, silently asking if she could proceed. It was amusingly redundant, given her earlier offer. Smiling inwardly, I posed my question. "Why are you doing this for me?" "Hmm...? I told you, I'm just trying to ease an employee's troubles as a 'manager.'" She was sticking to that concept. So I rolled with it, shamelessly presenting myself. "The truth is, Noona, I find it hard to focus on work because of your chest." "Oh dear, I'll fix that quickly." Like a nurse tending to a patient, Cha-Ah bent towards my lower half, observing closely as she clasped and released my shaft. Barely 40 minutes had passed since Hee-jin helped me out, and here I was with her sister. I wondered how she'd react if she knew I'd just showered her sister's face moments ago. The gentle up-and-down motion began, her hands sync with a warmth matching my own heat. Though the pace was slow, it sufficed to stir pleasure. Yet it wasn’t enough. "Noona, can you go a bit faster?" "Oh...? Sure. Was it not good?" "No, your hands feel amazing; I want to feel them more." "Really?" Cha-Ah’s face brightened, her excitement translating into firmer, faster strokes. She continued to focus intently, murmuring to herself. "But... Woo-jin, you're truly large. I had no idea it was this big..." "I hear that often." "... Often?" "From my girlfriends." "I see... Given the size, it must surprise them each time." In truth, her sister remarked similarly—enough so that she ended up painted in the aftermath. Lost in idle thoughts, I suddenly realized a soft pressure on my thigh. The pressure had been there all along, but the weight felt heavier now. With her upper body leaning in, her chest followed suit, pressing distinctly enough to indent visibly. Should I touch? Obviously, I could, but permission was essential. Just as I was about to ask, Cha-Ah turned to me. "Woo-jin. Perhaps..." "Yes?" "Interested in seeing my chest?" "How did you know?" "When it brushed your thigh, you reacted sharply. And you've been staring holes in my chest. Did you think I wouldn't notice?" "You're sharp." "How could I not? Thanks to my ample size, I'm always aware of where eyes go." With that, Cha-Ah straightened, resuming a reclined posture on the sofa. Though we continued facing forwards, her hands remained strategically placed. "This way, you can touch comfortably. I’m a bit shy about showing them, but is this enough?" "Yes. I think it’ll help me finish faster." Her face turned a shade of red despite the intention, blushing deeply at the notion. 'Maybe it’s the shift from virtual to reality?' Regardless, her bashfulness was endearing, making her even more attractive. Appreciating her accommodating posture, I laid my hand gently upon her. "Huh..." Her substantial bust barely fit into my hand. Despite the layers of clothing, my fingers still sank into her softness. Applying gentle pressure, she let out a soft moan, her body shivering slightly. "What do you think of Noona's chest?" "It's incredibly soft." "And?" "It's big, cushioned, and the weight feels amazing." As I bounced it like a resilient bouncy ball in my hand, she responded by tightening her grip on my shaft. "If it's just occasionally... you can touch it." "You're saying this because you feel responsible since your chest turned me on, right?" "Mmm..." Cha-Ah spoke softly, perhaps trying to hide her embarrassment. She began moving her hand rapidly, aiming for my release. Feeling the buildup of semen rising, I checked in once more. "So, I can touch your chest occasionally, right?" "Occasionally...! Really just occasionally. You can't come in and do it anytime." "Understood. I think I'm about to finish." "What... what?" I arched my back in preparation for release. Her hand squeezed tightly around the tip, as if trying to extract every last drop. Feeling it shooting up my urethra, I let go. *Spurt...!! Spurt...!! Spurt...!!* "Ah...!" The force of my ejaculation and Cha-Ah's amazed voice echoed together. It flew nearly a meter, no word of a lie. The white liquid splattered onto the floor with a series of thuds, and only then did Cha-Ah regather her senses. "Do you always... release this much?" "This is about average for me." "Ugh..." Eyes fixed on the puddle of white liquid on the floor, she pressed her thighs together, shivering slightly. Given the volume, it was understandable. Was that what Hee-jin took directly to the face? That must've hurt! "I'll clean up the floor; you go wash up. Make sure no one catches you..!" "No one will catch me." Dodging the mess, I exited the room. As I discreetly washed myself in the bathroom, I etched the events of the day into my memory. A day marked by sequential releases assisted by sisters. Even the thought made me twitch again, but I needed to save some energy for the rematch with Hee-jin tomorrow. Of course, even if my reserves were depleted now, I’d be fully replenished by the next day. Returning to the room, I found the floor spotless and Cha-Ah’s face flushed red. She must have cleaned up quickly to avoid raising suspicions. But what did she use to clean up? The tissues on the desk seemed like the only option. Perhaps the evidence was in the trash can? As I surveyed the room, Cha-Ah quickly spoke up. "Anyway, I've said all I needed to say... You can head back now." "Thanks to you, I feel recharged." "That's a relief. Today was a special service to motivate you to work hard, and don't forget to help relieve Noona's stress next time, okay?" "Of course. Just let me know whenever you need me." "Good. You should head to the second location. Hee-jin will be waiting." "What about you? Isn't your shift almost over?" "I have some paperwork to finish up." Cha-Ah turned her eyes with a knowing twinkle. Not entirely sure what that entailed, but given the subtle hint to leave, I took the cue. Observing the delicate scent of acacia wafting from her handbag as I exited.