How the hell did she catch that so easily?
I mean, thinking about it now, it's not like I was being subtle or anything.
I was basically laying it on thick without even realizing it. Anyone paying attention for more than five seconds could probably figure it out.
"You're easier to read than I thought," she said, looking straight at me, almost like she was studying every little reaction on my face. "You've got that kind of lewd look in your eyes. Tell me honestly… am I really that desirable of a woman that you want to stick your dick in me?"
"I didn't think you were capable of saying something like that, Manager. I'm… kind of shocked," I replied.
"Well," she said, letting out a quiet breath, "you might be even more shocked by how vulgar I can get when I feel like it."
Her eyes didn't leave mine.
And mine? Yeah, no dice.
I couldn't look away even if I wanted to.
Not out of respect, not out of embarrassment, and not even out of survival instinct.
My brain had basically shut off every other function except staring.
"Since I'm already showing you my breasts," she continued, "why don't you show me your penis? I can already tell it's stuffed in there. It honestly looks uncomfortable just from the outside. And besides… it's only fair, right? If I'm showing you mine, you should show me yours."
I couldn't really argue with that. Not that I wanted to.
So I went ahead and did it.
I unzipped my pants slowly, trying not to rush it too much, and pulled them down just enough until they rested around my thighs.
Then I reached inside my boxers and pulled my erect cock out.
The moment it was fully out in the open, she gulped.
"Y-You have a big one… don't you?"
Yup. And I was proud of it.
Too bad it hadn't really seen much action before now. Kind of ironic, honestly.
"I've seen some in porn, but… I didn't think they'd actually look like this in real life. Or is it just yours that's… unnaturally big?" she asked, her voice softer now, like she wasn't entirely sure how to process what she was seeing.
She slowly reached her hand toward it.
Right now, it didn't feel like she was acting out of pure lust. It felt more like curiosity had taken over, like she was trying to confirm something for herself.
But just before she could touch it, she paused, realizing what she was about to do, and quickly pulled her hand back like she had almost crossed a line.
"It's okay," I said. "You can touch it. In return… can I touch yours too?"
I was definitely pushing my luck here.
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At least the system seemed to approve.
At this point, I was starting to understand how things worked.
Stats weren't just numbers, I guess. They actually mattered.
Still, not exactly the best moment to be thinking about game mechanics.
She took my hand without saying anything and placed it on her thigh.
Her skin was smooth. Like, surprisingly smooth. The kind of smooth you notice immediately.
Then she slowly guided my hand upward.
When my fingers brushed against her crotch, even through the fabric of her underwear, I could feel the warmth.
And wet?
She was already wet.
I looked up at her, and she was blushing, her expression a mix of embarrassment and something else she probably didn't want to admit.
I pressed a finger gently against where her pussy was.
And the moment I did that…
"Hngh…~"
She let out a soft moan.
That sound alone almost broke me.
It went straight to my head, and for a second, I genuinely thought I was going to lose control right there.
"Ah…!"
At the same time, her hand finally touched my penis.
The warmth of her palm, even that slight contact, sent a shiver through my entire body.
It was the kind of sensation that made your brain short-circuit for a moment.
I had to use everything I had just to not start cumming instantly. Seriously, it took effort.
We looked into each other's eyes while we kept touching each other.
"Haa… nn…~"
Our breathing got heavier and more uneven.
That was the only sound around us.
Her touch was careful and almost cautious.
She wasn't gripping tightly, like she was still figuring out how much pressure to use.
It felt tentative, but not in a bad way. More like she didn't want to mess it up.
At the same time, I could feel her panties getting heavier under my fingers. They were soaked at this point, and there was no hiding it.
I decided to go further.
Slowly, I shifted my fingers and slipped them through the small gap in her panties.
And then I touched her pussy directly.
My eyes widened slightly.
It felt different.
It was warmer, softer, and more sensitive than anything I expected.
And there was no pubic hair at all.
The area was completely smooth.
"Are you surprised?" she said, noticing my reaction. "I actually shaved it. I've been talking to this guy for a while, you know? I thought this might finally be my chance. So I figured… if something was going to happen, I should be prepared."
She smiled a little, but it wasn't exactly a happy smile.
"Pretty pathetic, right?"
For some reason, that didn't make me think less of her at all.
If anything, it made her feel more... real, if that's even a nice word to put it. And honestly… kind of cute.
"I actually feel grateful to the guy who stood you up," I said. "If he didn't… I probably wouldn't be here right now, experiencing something like this with someone as beautiful as you."
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At this point, I didn't feel bad for that guy at all.
Whoever he was.
Right now, she was here with me.
"You really know… how to sweet-talk me, don't you…? Hnnn~!"
Even while we were talking, neither of us stopped.
Our hands kept moving, slowly at first, then with more confidence.
After a bit, I could feel myself reaching my limit.
The sensation was overwhelming in a way I didn't expect.
It felt completely different from doing it on your own.
Being touched by someone else added something to it. Something that your own hand just couldn't replicate no matter how hard you tried.
I tried to hold it in.
I clenched my teeth, trying to buy myself a little more time.
But my body wasn't listening anymore.
"Urk…!"
A groan escaped me as I finally lost control, my body giving in as white stuff shot out uncontrollably.