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🕑 Added 2025-03-29 05:25:56 +0000 UTCEP.14: This Married Woman Wants It (♥︎)
The elevator was filled with an awkward silence. Han-yeoul, crouched on the floor, nervously bit her nails.
< What's going on? Why is Teacher Kang being so tame? >
< He used to rush at me enthusiastically before. >
< Maybe he needs more stimulation? Should I provoke him a bit more? >
Han-yeoul kept glancing at me, thinking. She cleared her throat a few times and started acting coyly.
"Ah, it's hot. Why is it so stuffy here? Teacher Kang, isn't it hot?"
She fanned herself and asked me. It was a bit out of the blue, but I decided to play along.
"Hmm? Is it? Now that you mention it, it does feel a bit warm."
"Yes? Ah, it's hot. My stomach feels tight."
"Are you very hot? Should I fan you?"
I pulled out a large file from my briefcase. Han-yeoul nodded in agreement.
"Yes, please fan me with that. I'm sweating."
She began to expose her cleavage, flapping her dress. The beige fabric stretched, revealing her provocative underwear.
—Gulp—
She was wearing the leopard-print lingerie I had chosen earlier. It was a very enticing design that had caught my eye at the store. Seeing her in it was even more captivating. Her pale skin and the leopard pattern created a stunning harmony.
'Ah, this cute girl is wearing what I picked out.'
I wanted to hug her and shower her with kisses, but teasing her was also enjoyable. So, I decided to endure a bit longer.
"How is it? Is it cooler now?"
—Whoosh! Whoosh!
Despite my gentle fanning, she shook her head, seemingly unimpressed. She pressed her temples, looking dizzy.
"Ah, Teacher Kang, I'm feeling dizzy. Can I borrow your knee?"
"Are you okay? Please sit down here quickly!"
I offered her my thigh, and she lay down, her body swaying seductively. However, her position was precariously close to mine. If she moved just a bit higher, her body would touch mine. I stiffened, surprised, and she smiled slyly.
"Ah, I feel a bit better now. But, Teacher Kang, are you uncomfortable? Why are you so tense?"
"No? Ah, no! I'm not uncomfortable at all!"
"Really? Then I'll just stay like this for a bit. Ah, it's comfortable."
Her weight pressed pleasantly on my thigh. She also seemed to enjoy using my leg as a pillow, rubbing her face against it.
I smiled faintly and continued fanning her, asking, "But, ma'am, is this okay?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you're a married woman, and I'm a stranger. It's a bit awkward for you to lie on my leg."
"Ah, is Teacher Kang a man? I don't really see you as one. So, is it a problem?"
Han-yeoul giggled, clearly trying to provoke me. I raised an eyebrow, slightly irritated.
"Hey, ma'am. You're underestimating me. I'm not just for show."
Her teasing continued, and I rolled up my sleeve, revealing my well-developed biceps.
"See? I have everything I need."
"Ha! That kind of muscle is common in men. What's so special about you?"
"I guess I can't show you anything else."
"What else could you show me?"
She hinted at her curiosity, and I cleared my throat awkwardly.
"... Ah, no. I just got excited for a moment. It was a joke, so let's forget it."
"What's going on? You're making me curious. Tell me quickly. We're alone, after all."
She poked my side, urging me to continue. After struggling with her for a while, I pretended to reveal something.
"It's just that... I'm a bit more endowed than other men."
Her gaze shifted to my lower body, and she burst into laughter.
"Haha! That's it? So, being big makes you a man? Does that mean any man with a big lower body is masculine?"
"What else would make someone masculine?"
She smiled triumphantly and looked down at me with disdain.
"A man needs to have charisma. The kind that captivates women."
"... Charisma?"
"Yes. Women aren't attracted to men like you who always fawn over them. We prefer men with strong personalities who can lead. Why would anyone love a bad man?"
"... So what?"
"It means you have no chance, Teacher Kang. Whether you have muscles or are well-endowed, you're just a yes-man. That's not what I call a man. You don't even seem like a male to me. Being with you doesn't make me feel any sense of danger."
Her provocation was annoyingly effective, scratching at my pride. Before the app, she probably thought of me this way—just a bland, unthreatening male.
Realizing her true nature again, I saw her as a venomous woman hiding behind a flower-like facade. She was unconsciously trampling my masculinity.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Are you going to pounce on me or something?"
She gazed at me with a playful smile, her lips moist and revealing her mischievous intentions.
I asked her in a low voice, having shed my previous submissive demeanor.
"... Ma'am, don't you remember? We're alone here."
Her body trembled at my cold tone, and a fierce cheer erupted from within her.
< It's coming! It's coming! It's about to happen! >
"Phew! What's wrong with being alone? What do you plan to do? Do you have the courage for it?"
"... Can't I do it if I want to?"
< Yes! That's right! Teacher Kang has skills! >
< Just be a bit bolder! Show me you're a male! >
"No, Teacher Kang can't do it. If he does, his life will be over. Can you handle that?"
"... If my words hurt your pride, I'm sorry. It was cruel to say such things in front of you. Please forgive my arrogance this time. Why don't you just look at me nicely for now?"
< Teacher Kang? Why are you just standing there? Are you going to take this lying down? >
< I'm completely defenseless! If you pounce now, I'll just take it! >
Instead of responding, I gently stroked her hair. She reacted sharply, trying to push my hand away.
"What's wrong? It's disgusting!"
She reached out to slap me, but I quickly changed positions and mounted her, taking a dominant stance. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"W-what are you doing? Teacher Kang! Are you crazy? Get off me quickly!"
Despite her angry cries, her lips curled into a smile. She pretended to resist, wriggling her body beneath me.
I grabbed her arms, restraining them roughly. I glanced over her enticing figure.
The beige dress accentuated her curves, and her G-cup breasts swayed seductively beneath the tight fabric. The leopard-print lingerie stimulated my base desires.
"... Do you understand the situation now?"
I whispered teasingly in her ear, and her eyes flashed with a fierce intensity, as if she were fully immersed in the role-play.
"Are you really going to ruin my life? Can you handle it?"
Her challenge made me laugh. I quickly composed myself and reached behind her, lifting her dress to touch her.
The thick flesh of her buttocks was palpable through the thin thong.
"Ahh! Don't touch me! You filthy bastard!"
"Still don't get it? You like men with charisma, don't you? I'm showing you what that means."
I began to tease her with my fingers, exploring her sensitive areas. She gasped, surprised that I started from below.
"Ahh! Stop! Huh! Don't touch me!"
"Stay still. I'll fill you up before I'm done."
"Ahh! Bastard! Just put it in!"
"You always act so haughty, but you're starving for it. You can't ask for it because of your pride, so I'm teasing you like this."
"Ugh! Don't talk nonsense! Who would do that to you?"
"Try enduring it, then."
I lightly slapped her vulva, and her toes curled in response. She trembled with a humiliating pleasure.
"Uhhhh♥︎"
"See? Is this still nonsense? You masochistic bitch, stop pretending and get your vagina wet. I'll lick it until I'm satisfied today."
At that moment, her vulva began to secrete warm fluids. Her body reacted involuntarily to the intense excitement.
Finally, her second training session began.
