223 - Wireless On**ole

Web Novel Chapter 223 <The Second Bet Reward> Just before climaxing, Han Hee-jin hadn't prepared at all. As he thought about shooting it on her face like the previous day, something warm enveloped the tip. A warm, moist interior. As her soft tongue caressed underneath, the first shot of the day was released. "Mmmph...! Mm... ngh!" Each time the semen touched her mouth, a strange sound and a shiver followed. Considering the intensity being released, she was holding it well. Perhaps having experienced it a few times before, she found it bearable. 'But... if she's drinking my semen, wouldn't that drive her wild?' He had initially only intended to tease her with precum, not expecting her to actually swallow it. Having experienced the spray on her face the day before, he assumed she'd prepare differently, yet here she was, accepting it directly. "Hehhh...! Nghh... mm..." She seemed to be getting used to it, her sounds growing quieter. He lifted her chin to look up. She pouted her lips forward, reluctant to let go, almost humorous in her determination. "How long?" "You mean how many minutes?" She nodded. Apparently, she guessed correctly. The timer read 5 minutes and 20 seconds. With such a lengthy session, he had clearly lost. He surrendered, showing her the clock. "You won today. Congratulations." "Huh? Oh..." Momentarily dazed by the unexpected win, she soon snapped back, shaking her head defiantly while keeping her mouth busy. "Slurp... smooch... smooh..." Even though she could've let go by now, there was no sign of stopping. It was like she was savoring a delicious candy. Though the sensation was pleasant, he gently pried her away by grabbing her cheeks. A look of disappointment appeared. Her gaze was fixed on his still shiny member, clearly enamored by it. "You like it that much? Saying you're just giving me a hand job, but you're sucking it." "..." No response, as she deflated her puffed cheeks and swallowed with an audible gulp. Only after her throat moved vigorously did she speak. "It's just... I didn't want it on my face, so I took it in my mouth." "So, what was that you just swallowed?" "I... just didn't feel like going to the restroom..." Hee-jin averted her gaze, her face turning red, realizing her excuse sounded weak even to herself. "Why are you smiling like that? You lost the bet." "I'm just amused. So, what was the condition again? Was it showing you my... whenever you wanted?" "I want to change it." "Changing it after winning? That's a bit unfair, isn't it?" "But I did blow you and swallow, didn't I? Isn't that enough?" Though he thought about pointing out it was her choice, he swallowed his words. After all, he stood to benefit no matter what. As he pondered for a moment, she urgently pressed further negotiations from below. "Besides... I'll let you touch my breasts." "Why suddenly?" "Why? Don't you want to touch my breasts...? It's just, I felt a bit guilty for being cheeky, so I'm making it up to you. Because I'm nice." Hee-jin fidgeted, her nipples fully erect, seemingly under the influence of some aphrodisiac effect. It clearly showed her body was getting heated, but he decided to let it slide. After all, even if he had won, he intended to indulge in her breasts anyway. The outcome remained the same. "By all means, that's great for me. So what do you want?" "Spank my bottom... until I say stop." "What?" For a moment, he doubted his ears. He remembered she enjoyed spankings during their playground escapade, but having her request it from him now... Chortling, her face flushed to crimson. "Wh-why!" "Such a unique taste you have. Can I touch start first?" "Alright. But make sure you keep your promise." "Of course." With the negotiations neatly settled, all that remained was to enjoy the treat of touching her breasts. He pulled back his chair, allowing her space to stand. "...." However, Hee-jin remained crouched down, not moving an inch. Even when he patted his thigh suggesting for her to come up, she stayed put. Did she cramp up? "Well... can you lock the convenience store door?" "It's already closed." "No, lock it up tight. Just say we're closed for a bit due to something, quickly." What kind of serious play was she planning if she wanted it locked up? Complying as requested, he returned to find the counter empty. Looking around, he saw Hee-jin peering out from the storage, motioning for him to come over. He obliged. "Go on... touch me." Inside the storage corner, she offered her chest. She hadn't been wearing a bra the entire time. Without hesitation, he placed his hands on them. "Haah, umph... aah...!" Her body jolted the moment he touched, avoiding eye contact out of embarrassment. The firm nipples pressing into his palms. Every reaction was enough to excite him. Gripping the flesh that clung satisfyingly to his hands, he leaned in to her neck. He left a mark on her shoulder with his tongue, but she didn't resist. 'Looks like things can progress further at this rate.' Whenever she greeted him as 'that guy,' she'd assert herself confidently. Yet now, before him, she displayed this endearing contrary behavior that he found utterly adorable. He continued, leaving saliva trails as he gradually moved towards her chest. "Haah...! Wait... I didn't say you could suck." "You sucked me in pretty well earlier, why not?" "That was..." "With your nipples so swollen like this. Admit it, you're eager too, aren't you?" She fell quiet. Not missing the moment, he enveloped a rosy areola with his mouth. If he were using an avatar, it might have tasted like lemon, but this was the best he could have in reality. Applying some pressure, he bit down gently on the protrusion with his teeth. "Nghh! Gently... ahah!" Hee-jin tried to push his head away with her hands. But the intensity was so mild, he didn't budge an inch. Understanding it as an unspoken approval, he moved his tongue skillfully. "This sucking... isn't it a bit too suggestive...?" "It's your chest that's suggestive." "My chest is suggestive? Do you like it?" "I do." A light chuckle mixed with a sigh of pleasure. Clearly, she had a weakness for compliments, just as he suspected. Her feigned resistance changed to an eager pull, urging him to pay more attention to her chest. "Could you... suck the other side too?" "Hold on." After thoroughly teasing her to ensure the aphrodisiac took full effect, he released her right nipple and switched to the left, which was already primed from prior attention. Larger-than-average nipples with a perfect firmness for sucking. "Nngh... oh...! More..." Biting, flicking, and sucking, he toyed with her for a while, then looked up. Hee-jin's face was dazed, tongue slightly peeking out, completely lost in the sensation. Down below, her thighs had squeezed together, indicating how much she craved whatever warmth was building within. It was time to send her over the edge. "It might not have been a full-blown fellatio, but you still did well. I'll give you a little gift." "A... gift?" "Place your hands behind your head. Do not remove them." "Alright.." She complied without argument, raising her arms and exposing her smooth underarms. A strong scent of sweat tickled his nose. By now, he was used to such scents, much more intense ones would emanate during intimate moments anyway. He shifted to her sides, licking along her curves and gripping her nipples with his fingers. Her body jolted instinctively yet showed no signs of rejecting, caught between anticipation and submission. "Haa... ngh! Haaa!" The sweet sound of her moans filled the storage space as soon as he simultaneously pinched both nipples. A concoction of the aphrodisiac from the semen she consumed and the saliva on her nipples was working its magic. He didn't stop toying with her until he elicited even more delightful sounds. "Nngh... gah...! Stooo...." In less than three minutes, her body arched sharply, visibly trembling. Anyone could tell she had just climaxed. He pulled back, facing her directly. Her eyes were out of focus, mouth agape, a stark contrast from her usual neutral expression, almost unrecognizable. This drastic change was terribly appealing. "Ahh... wait...!" "Does it feel good?" "I... just came... so please, stop.." "You climaxed just from nipple play? What an unexpected kink." "What...! Ngh!" Pinching her once more, the air escaped her lungs in a desperate gasp. Sensitive from her recent release, she was clearly overstimulated, but for a nipple orgasm, this was par for the course. He enjoyed watching the shifts in her expression as he continued to prod gently for another minute. Right then, a knock sounded from the door outside. 'Oh, I forgot I locked the door earlier.' He felt irked about interrupting their fun but reminded himself of his current part-time job responsibilities. Truthfully, it was he who flipped out and indulged in this spontaneous rendezvous in the backroom. "Seems like I should go unlock the door. What do you think?" "You... handle it." "But you're the store owner here, right? Doing what you say saves us from any trouble later." "I'll just tidy up and come out, so you man the counter for now." "Alright. I'll need to see the manager later too, so don't take too long." "Ugh...! How can you say that after leaving me in this state?" With a slightly aggravated tone, he stroked her head and stepped back. Hee-jin stood there, head hung low and motionless. Her earlobes had turned a bright shade of red. Despite them already being flushed before, they seemed even more vibrant now. Holding her position for a moment longer, she wiggled her fingers bashfully, murmuring softly. "Seems like you had all the fun today. I didn't get anything in return." "Ah, about those spankings? Just let me know anytime. I'll tap you until you're satisfied." "...Don't forget." With an understanding grin, he headed towards the storage exit. Just as he passed her, he glanced at her soft, plump behind. 'Why not give it a test slap?' Lifting his right hand, he delivered a strike reminiscent of what they'd done at the playground. "Haaang!" Perhaps unprepared for it, her knees buckled inward, emitting a loud gasp akin to a person holding back urine. He wondered if he had hit too hard and turned to apologize. Tears welled up in her eyes. Could she have climaxed again just from that? No, even as sensitive as she was, that couldn't be the case. He dispelled the whimsical thought and exited the room. Leaving behind the faint sound of a droplet falling. As he resumed back at the counter, Hee-jin approached him quietly, tapping his arm signaling for a switch. "I'll take over now. You can go see your sister." "Took a while longer than I expected." "I just needed a break because I felt drained." Avoiding his gaze, it seemed she was quite embarrassed about having climaxed just from nipple play. With a shrug, he stepped aside. 'Before leaving, I should clean up a bit, right? Even though I wiped it with a tissue, traces of saliva and semen might linger.' Although there was no guarantee Han Chae-ah would do anything, if this was a continuation of yesterday, the chances were high. Especially since she had teased him with her collarbone earlier, it felt like a given. As he made his way to the storage room, Hee-jin abruptly called him back. "Wait! Where are you going?" "Where do you think? Restroom." "Aren't you heading out right away?" "There's still some saliva and semen left down there. Need to wash up before heading out." "Oh... Uh... You're just washing up, right?" Her eyes flitted restlessly, clearly hiding something, but he decided not to pry and headed to the restroom. Creak. The door opened, and a distinctly familiar scent hit his nose. Understandably since this scent was ingrained in his memory over months, having endured it almost five days a week for the last half-year. The familiar, suggestive scent in the air was unmistakable, overriding any attempts at masking it with air fresheners. This wasn’t just any odor—it was the distinctive scent of feminine arousal. Instantly, my inner detective kicked in. Scanning the room revealed nothing out of the ordinary, which meant there was only one possible source in this cramped restroom. Like uncovering a hidden treasure, I opened the tightly shut toilet stall. Drip... drip... Inside, a pair of pink panties hung precariously from an exposed metal fixture, with droplets pooling and occasionally falling from it. Bringing it closer to my nose confirmed my suspicions. "Yup, the scent of sex. But why is this hanging here?" The answer was clear even before I voiced the question. Judging by Hee-jin’s heightened sensitivity and her earlier constricted posture, she must have climaxed—either from some desperate resistance or my decisive spanking at the end. Whatever the cause, this presented me with an unexpected show. She had teased me earlier about my underwear, but here she was, unintentionally showcasing hers. She probably planned to discreetly clean it while I was gone to the first store, but it was already too late for that. Deciding to spare her dignity, I quietly shut the stall and proceeded to clean myself off. 'A tissue is the only thing available for wiping here? Looks like I’ll have to see that again.' Sorry, but I can’t pretend I didn’t see it. Carelessly hidden things like this only invite further incidents. Etching the sight into my memory, I left the restroom. "Heading to see your sister now? You're running late. Better get going." "I'm not that late, but if you want to do laundry now, I can cover the counter for you." "...Huh?" "Were you trying to hide that? I went in to use some tissues only to be greeted by... you know.” With an exaggerated sigh, Hee-jin turned beet red once more. She wagged a finger at me, her mouth moving wordlessly before hanging her head. To me, it was a playful tease, but to her, it must have felt like one of the most embarrassing moments of her life. Sure, I'd seen her underwear before, but that had been dry—this was the special edition. "Did you really enjoy my caresses that much? Enough to wet your panties?" "Shut up, please..." "Come here. I'll give you a free bum rub." "Screw off! If you come near, I'll call the police." Her outburst strangely lifted my spirits, and I decided to cut the teasing short. There was still the critical issue of our unresolved bet to address, so I focused on her fidgeting fingers as I began. "So, our situation is still 1 vs 1, but shouldn’t we resolve it soon?" "Of course. But when I really try tomorrow, I'll obviously win." "That's the problem." A puzzled expression crossed Hee-jin’s face. She mulled over my words, her eyes wandering as if deciphering their meaning, but seemed to hit a wall before speaking again. "Are you scared of losing?" "Consider what you did today. Shaking as fast as possible, using your tongue when it’s supposed to be a handjob. With cheating as constant as breathing, how can I not be cautious?" "But I let you touch and even suck my breasts. That was good, wasn’t it?" "Sure, that was great. But a competition has to be fair. So, here's the thing." I paused, re-evaluating the idea I had been mulling over. Unsure if it was too forward, I figured there was no harm in presenting it. Starting with a bit of build-up: "While you were giving me a handjob, my challenge was to hold out and shed the title of premature." "Right." "But isn't it the same for you? I don’t get why you should call me that." "Huh...?" Her puzzled face twisted into a scowl, her eyes silently pressed me to clarify, urging me to hurry up with my explanation. Taking a deep breath, I prepared to drop a potential bombshell that might even get me reported. "I refuse to be called that by someone who climaxes just from nipple pinching." "Wha... what!!?" As Hee-jin screeched, raising the brows of curious customers, I put a finger to my lips. "You're drawing attention. Keep it down." "Are you insane? How can you say such a thing..." Eyes wide open in shock, Hee-jin couldn't even close her mouth, clearly taken aback by what was likely the harshest comment she'd ever heard. But I wasn’t done yet; if I intended to stop, I wouldn’t have started this in the first place. "Did I say anything wrong? You were leaking down there while I merely touched your nipples." "No...! Today was just... unusual..." "Oh, I’m not convinced." My retort was a bold counter to her previous jibe about me being fast to finish, as if redirecting her mockery back at her. I figured she’d already resolved to pursue me, and with the aphrodisiac effect in play, nothing catastrophic would happen. "So... what are you getting at?" "Our next bet should be a fair hand-job exchange." "But w-why should I let someone like you touch me down there?" Her words hinted at reluctance, but the slight curve of her lips betrayed her curiosity. She was almost there. "You already let me hold your precious spots. Is that all our relationship amounts to?" "What even is our relationship?" "At this point, we’ve shown all there is to show and even helped each other out. Plus, this method is foolproof. An honest showdown of boy versus girl." The phrasing 'boy versus girl' had a dizzying effect just hearing it. While it implied close contact, there was still a difference as the competition involved using their hands. "So... you're saying the first to climax loses?" "Exactly. And any techniques are allowed." Hee-jin crossed her arms, pretending to ponder. She was likely still feigning hesitation, but within was a sweet proposition, providing a legitimate reason to reveal each other's privates. "Hmm… fine. But I have a condition." "What is it?" "Let's change locations. I don't want to do something like this in a dreary convenience store." I couldn’t imagine many places more stimulating than this. But given we usually met here, where else could we do it? "Tomorrow?" "No, on my day off. I'll message you details later." Spending a day off together... could this be a date invitation? She casually mentioned it, so maybe she didn’t give it much thought. Either way, it’s a good thing. I approached Han Hee-jin and placed my hand on her rear, lightly tapping it. As I whispered close to her ear, her body shivered. "I'll be sure to give your butt a good spanking then, so be prepared." "Hmph... You better be ready too." With that final remark, she darted swiftly into the storage room. Meanwhile, I picked up my phone and dialed a number. Barely two rings later, a warm voice answered. "Yes, Woo-jin?" "I’ll be there in about 20 minutes." "That sounds like you had a busy day... Alright, I’ll be waiting." Now it’s my turn to be squeezed dry by my sister. I lingered in a daze, listening to the sound of running water from the restroom. After about ten minutes, Hee-jin came back, her hands visibly red. I wondered how vigorously she must’ve scrubbed them. I entrusted the rest of the work to her care and stepped outside. The cool night breeze hit me as I arrived at the first store location. Maybe they had been informed beforehand since the staff didn’t question my arrival. Knock, knock. "Manager, may I come in?" "Oh! Please, come in!" I opened the door to a different, yet intriguing scent. Yesterday’s fragrance was sweet and mature; today's was dreamlike and ticklishly elusive. However much she spent at the department store, it was evident she was fond of varying her perfumes. As I entered, my body, which had calmed during the walk, gradually began to warm up again. Han Chae-ah stood inside, wearing the same outer clothes as before. "Well, if you keep staring as soon as you walk in, I'll get embarrassed..." "It’s just that you’re so beautiful; I lost myself for a moment there." "Stop with the flattery..." Though mostly genuine, such remarks were partly meant to ensure she’d indulge me with a better session. Acknowledging the effect, she smiled and gestured towards the couch. It was a repeat of yesterday’s scene. Naturally taking the place where she had given me a handjob before seemed to signal her, as Han Chae-ah rose from her seat. "Did Woo-jin work hard today?" She approached with a gentle sway, her coat moving slightly with each step. Two responses formulated in my mind. First, I worked hard, so please reward me. Second, I could hardly focus today, thinking of your breasts. The latter it is. "I couldn’t concentrate much, thinking about your breasts, sis." "Is that so..? Well, that won’t do. As your manager, I must assist my employee." With those words, Han Chae-ah began unveiling what was hidden beneath. 'Oh, damn.'