"Hello...."
"Ah, welcome, Ji-an-ssi."
I stood up from my seat, already half-hard just from seeing her walk in.
I was about to hand her the coffee I'd prepared in advance, the one spiked with enough sleeping aid to knock a horse out.
"Oh? Oh... Awakening Coffee?"
"This... Dahye-unni made it for me."
Dahye-unni?
Dahye and Bo Ji-an should barely know each other, right?
"Are you close with Dahye? That's strange... she didn't mention anything like that..."
"O-Onnuel chinhaejyeosseoyo! (We became close today!)"
"Is that so..."
I bought you coffee to drink, you little bitch, and now you don't need it? I picked up the cup with pure fucking disappointment.
In fact, after thinking hard, I'd mixed a strong sleeping pill into it, just like last time.
The mission clearly said I had to 'threaten' Bo Ji-an to get that paizuri.
Just knocking her out cold and using her tits wouldn't clear the damn mission.
'Shibal.... Still, I can't resist rubbing my cock all over those massive tits...'
"Ah... Did you buy me another one? Dahye-unni said she'd give me free coffee every day... so you don't have to buy me any anymore..."
Bo Ji-an gave me an unusually sweet smile and quietly stepped behind the counter.
She looked as obedient as if someone had hypnotized the shy little bitch.
Could Dahye have already gotten into her head?
When I handed her the counter chair, she didn't even spray hand sanitizer everywhere like usual.
"You've worked hard...."
"..."
Wow...
I can't even remember the last time a woman greeted me like that without looking disgusted.
"Taimu. Seutopu. (Time. Stop.)"
I got rock-hard from her sudden kindness and immediately stopped time.
35 seconds. If I chain it three times, that's a full minute and forty seconds of free use.
During that time, these huge fucking milk jugs are all mine.
Fucking hell... those milk tanks are so goddamn big..."
I yanked my cock out right away and slapped it against Bo Ji-an's soft cheek.
Click-!
Another fresh photo for the collection.
Click-!
I pried her mouth open, shoved my thick dick inside, and snapped another one.
Only then did I pull down her workout top.
Same outfit as the first time I groped her tits while time was frozen.
"Wow... Still no bra today? You could at least wear some fucking underwear at this point, you sloppy slut..."
I yanked up the white cotton t-shirt underneath and shoved my cock straight into her cleavage.
It was dry, no lube, so I just forced my dick between those fat tits and squeezed them around it.
"Wow, I can't even see my own cock..."
My entire length disappeared completely in her soft tit flesh.
From the base all the way to the swollen glans, Bo Ji-an's massive breasts swallowed it whole.
"Taimu Seutopu. (Time Stop.)"
I added more stopped time and took my sweet time feeling the warm, heavy weight of her tits crushing my cock.
"Ji-an-ah. Open your mouth a little wider. Good girl."
I shoved my finger into her mouth, scooping up the warm saliva still tasting like coffee.
Then I spread her tits apart and slathered that spit all over my cockhead and shaft until it was nice and slick.
I started moving my hips slowly.
It was still rough, but even that felt fucking amazing.
"That arrogant little secretary's tits... so uselessly huge... only good for one thing — milking my cock with them..."
I shifted my stance and started thrusting upward from below.
The fat purple glans kept peeking out from the top of that deep, soft valley before disappearing again.
I could've fucked her tits like this for two straight hours and still not gotten bored.
"Her boyfriend probably cums between these every night, right? Lucky bastard."
I wanted to see my thick semen overflowing and dripping down this perfect tit-cunt.
But there wasn't enough time or friction to blow my load yet.
It would feel so much better if Bo Ji-an did the work herself — shaking those fat tits, licking the leaking tip like a hungry whore.
But I knew I couldn't cum in just one minute from thrusting alone.
"Haa... Let me suck on these tits one last time before time starts..."
I checked the remaining seconds and gently latched onto her nipple, sucking hard.
I had to be careful — the second time restarted, all the sensations would hit her at once.
I thought about adding one more stop, but decided against it.
I wanted to save the last one for Dahye later.
I gave her nipples soft, wet kisses and plenty of tongue,
Then I fixed her clothes perfectly, leaving no trace.
[Tting!] [Time will start flowing again!]
"Eut..."
"Hmm? What's wrong, Ji-an-ssi?"
"it's nothing.."
Bo Ji-an closed her eyes tight and waved her hands frantically.
She set the coffee down on the desk and fidgeted with her fingers like a nervous slut.
She kept twisting her body a little, but she didn't dare touch her own chest while I was watching.
Right now, every filthy sensation — my cock on her cheek, in her mouth, between her tits, and on her nipples — was flooding her all at once.
"Is that so? Then please take care of me this week, slut."
"Wait a moment!"
"Yes?"
"There's something I want to say... Could you spare me a moment...?"
"Uh... I'm a little busy today..."
"I know... You have a date with Dahye-unni, right?"
No....
How much has that bitch Bae Dahye already told her?
Did she seriously just spill that we're fucking behind her husband's back?
Ah! She probably bribed her with free coffee every day just to keep the affair quiet. That's how they got so close so fast.
"Okay. What is it?"
"Could we go to the study room... to talk? It's a bit... difficult where people are passing by."
I nodded easily and started humming the national anthem in my head to calm my raging hard-on.
My cock was still painfully stiff inside my pants after all that tit-fucking. I needed to get it under control quick.
.
.
.
Besides the single-room seats, the study room also had a cafe-style area and a spot for simple meals.
There was also this special room with half the wall made of glass — perfect for studying with friends or prepping for interviews.
Best part? The room was heavily soundproofed. Almost as good as the Awakening Cafe.
"Sajang-nim... (Boss)... You know about it, right?"
"Yes? About what?"
"That... emergency staircase..."
"Ah..."
"You knew after all..."
What the fuck?
How did she figure it out?
Bo Ji-an kept her head down, voice tiny, talking across the desk.
"Then Dahye-unni and you... are you like... sex partners...?"
"That's a little too personal, don't you think?"
"I-If I tell Dahye-unni's husband about this... wouldn't both of you be in big trouble?"
"..."
What the hell is this bitch trying to pull now?
Wasn't Dahye supposed to have bought her silence with coffee?
"Ah... Perhaps you want me to keep your little masturbation session in the study room a secret? And if I tell, you'll rat out that Dahye and I are fucking?"
"Frankly speaking... If it gets out that I did something like that... I'll just look like a weird pervert... But I don't think it'll end that nicely for you, Sajang-nim (Boss)?"
Bo Ji-an glared at me, eyes full of fire.
I swallowed the curse that was burning on my tongue.
"So. What. What the fuck do you want? Why did you drag me all the way here to talk?"
"Raise my salary. Triple it."
"..."
I was so shocked a stupid laugh burst out of me.
"Ah... So. You're getting free coffee from Dahye every day... and now you want a fat raise on top of that? That's it?"
"I-If three times is too much, two times is fine too."
I was scared for nothing.
I thought she was about to make some crazy demand...
It was just about money?
When I actually thought about it, the study room manager salary is dogshit.
Even after subtracting the monthly usage fees, it's still below minimum wage.
Especially in this kiosk-filled world.
"Okay. Then I'll quadruple it."
"Fo-Four times?"
I fiddled with my phone, pulled up the photo, and slammed it on the desk so she could see it clearly.
"Th-This!?"
"Deleting it won't do shit. I already backed it up somewhere else."
"Could it be!? Was that the sound of footsteps back then, Sajang-nim!?"
"You think there's only photos? I still have the video I took, and I've got the dildo too."
"Gosh..."
"I'm going to tell Dahye's husband. Go ahead, tell him. But the second you open your mouth, your photos and videos go viral all over the internet."
"..."
"Tell him if you want. I'll make you the eternal jerk-off material for every man in the world."
"..."
"Also, you're misunderstanding something big. My little sister is Jung Ji-soo. S-class hunter Jung Ji-soo. Dahye's husband is only B-class. You really think he can touch me?"
"Je-Jung Ji-soo?"
Bo Ji-an gripped her phone with shaking hands, eyes darting between the photo and my face.
"I'll give you four times your salary. But from today, you're my personal sex partner. Got it, slut?"
"...Neh? (Yes?)"
"Why? You don't like it? If you don't, just get the fuck out. Don't show up tomorrow. I'll pay this month's salary anyway. Go cry to Dahye's husband or your boyfriend, do whatever the fuck you want."
"Ah..."
Who told you to threaten me, you stupid bitch?
If you had just asked nicely for a raise like a good girl, maybe things would've been different.
I stood up and lowered all the blinds in the study room.
I left the glass wall visible but covered every other window connected to the room.
I don't know if it's because I awakened or because I've been destroying Dahye and Ah-young every day, but I felt zero hesitation dealing with Bo Ji-an now.
A dark confidence filled my chest — everything would be fine even if shit got a little messy.
"Wh-Why the blinds..."
"If you want to keep working here, bring those fat tits over here right now."
"Breasts...?"
"Can't you understand simple words, whore?"
The second I dropped my pants, Bo Ji-an screamed and covered her face.
"I'll let you off easy with a facial today. Now get over here and put my cock between those uselessly huge tits, slut."