Chapter 31
Swoooosh-!!
As the water streamed down from the showerhead, Darae turned the temperature as cold as possible.
"Hooouu…!!"
Even as ice-cold water streamed down her body, the heat did not disappear completely.
"Darae, get a grip… You're not a lesbian…!!!"
Darae clenched her fists and tried to recall how this had happened as the water poured over her.
*
About one to two hours earlier.
"Would you like to have a drink at my place, if you don't mind?"
"…Yes. I don't mind."
"Gulp…!!"
Darae drove toward her home.
She even stopped by a convenience store on the way.
Instead of the cheap soju sold at convenience stores, she picked out several bottles of the most expensive wine, along with only the priciest and best-reviewed snacks.
And condoms, too.
Even if it was between two women, condoms were necessary. They were needed when using devices like strap-ons.
Anyway, she bought several condoms as well.
Geum Mari, that crazy psycho lesbian, probably had the strap-on…
'W-why am I the one buying condoms?!'
Though flustered, Darae shoved the condoms into her pocket where Geum Mari could not see them, then returned to the car.
"Here. You like wine, don't you?"
"Yes."
After getting back into the car, Darae composed her expression and casually handed Geum Mari the bag containing the most expensive wine from the convenience store.
-Krrk!
-That woman is fully prepared to do it!
-Could she have found out that Lord Geum Taeyang is a man?
Geum Mari's shadow began to boil at the sight of her actions, but Darae failed to notice.
"This is my home."
"Oh~"
She had not managed to replace her car, but her home was a fairly upscale apartment, so Darae drove into the complex as though showing it off.
Darae lived in the same apartment complex as Park Hana and Dongman, though in a different building, and Geum Mari let out an exclamation of admiration.
Honestly, after seeing Darae's car, Geum Mari had assumed she lived in a neat villa or studio apartment… This was unexpected.
As soon as they entered the apartment, Darae seemed to remember something, seated Geum Mari in the living room, and hurried into the bedroom.
"J-just a moment…!!"
Darae began tidying her bed.
Only after hiding the dildo and towels from last night's intense activities beneath the bed, where they could not be seen, did Darae feel safe enough to return to the living room.
Darae immediately brought over wineglasses and began pouring.
Pourrr—!
The red liquid began to ripple and rise inside the wineglass.
At the same time, a sweet scent began reaching Darae's nose…
It's so sweet!?
"Eek…?!"
Like the liquid in the wineglass, Darae's face gradually began turning red.
'Do convenience-store wines smell this good these days?!'
Without realizing it, Darae began sniffing the air.
But Darae was mistaken about one thing: this was not the smell of wine.
It was the rich pheromones of a male—something she could smell only up close, since the gym was so well ventilated that no scent of sweat lingered.
The entrance and windows were all tightly shut.
In that sealed-off space, Darae held out the wineglass to Geum Mari without realizing she was becoming addicted.
"S-should we drink?"
"Yes. Thank you for the drink."
"Have some snacks, too…!"
As she offered Geum Mari snacks such as pig's feet and boiled pork, choosing only the relatively expensive items from the convenience store, Darae took several swigs of wine.
Darae began getting drunk quickly.
The alcohol in the liquor began gradually eating away at Darae's brain.
The intoxication passing through her liver into her heart caused her magic circles to spin steadily.
The male pheromones, as though they could no longer affect Darae, retreated to a corner of her brain and the very depths of her heart.
"Hey… Geum Mari."
"Yes, Boss."
Thanks to the courage she had gained, Darae, as the boss, delivered a pointed reprimand to Geum Mari.
"You. No matter how much your lovers like it, you can't bring them to work and do that there. Got it?"
"You saw us?"
"I didn't see it directly… You left so much evidence in the bathroom…! Do you really think I wouldn't know?"
On the first day, Darae had lowered her head to check what was happening.
She had pretended not to know and only mentioned the traces left in the bathroom.
"I'm sorry. But we do it during every break… I'll even clean up afterward. My lovers kept begging me because they wanted to do it so badly."
"This isn't about cleaning…!!"
Darae jumped at Geum Mari's words.
Did she really think this was a matter of cleaning?
Even before the cleaning, it wasn't normal to bring one's lovers to one's workplace and have lesbian sex in the bathroom!!
"How good are you, anyway, that your lovers are so desperate for you? Do they really want to come all the way to work and suck pussy? Geum Mari, get a grip. The reason I pay you so much is so you'll work instead of doing pointless things."
"…Yes. I'm sorry, Boss."
Satisfied by Geum Mari's apparent remorse after her long lecture, Darae took another sip of wine.
This wine… Its aroma is truly incredible.
The taste wasn't anything special, but she thought she understood why it was expensive. Anything that smelled this good had to be expensive…
"I won't let this happen again, Boss."
Thump♡
It was at that moment.
It was the moment she drew the scent she mistook for wine's aroma deep into her lungs.
A voice that seemed to stir a woman's instincts pierced her ears.
The alcohol that had been eating away at her mind began breaking down rapidly.
The dense male pheromones broke down the alcohol in place of her liver, then began invading her brain again.
Alcohol was like phlegm, something that damaged the brain more and more the more one drank it.
But male pheromones were practically an elixir for women.
The dopamine and adrenaline flowing from her brain also became slaves to the pheromones and drove out the alcohol.
Then a question began forming in Darae's mind.
"But is it really true that those haughty-looking women cling to you, crying and begging?"
"Yes. I'm that good."
"Don't brag…"
Darae took another drink of wine.
Really… just once… just once, could she try doing something like that with Geum Mari?
'I'm not the one playing the male role… If Mari takes the male role, serving Mari at night might even be good practice.'
Darae began to feel herself drawn toward Geum Mari.
In the end, she crossed the final line.
"You're really that good? Then why don't you try it on me?"
"Really? You might never be able to escape again."
"Y-yes. So hurry up and do it!!"
Squish-!
The moment permission was granted, Geum Mari grabbed Darae's breasts without the slightest hesitation.
Then she whispered to her in a commanding tone.
"Darae. Shall we wash up first?"
"Hm? Uh, y-yeah."
The whisper was nothing short of a devil's temptation, and Darae entered the bathroom without even remembering that Geum Mari had just addressed her by name and spoken informally.
*
Back to the present.
Having come to her senses beneath the cold water, Darae repeatedly pounded the wall and stamped her feet.
"No… This is the perfect chance to show her who's on top."
Darae decided that this might actually be for the best.
She had a fairly long towel cord. How many towels had she thrown away while masturbating?
Her well-trained pussy would be able to endure even if her partner was a lesbian.
Rather, wouldn't Geum Mari be the one crying and clinging to her, saying she couldn't take it anymore?
Then she wouldn't even need to pay her as much…
'Still, she does boost sales. I have to pay her well.'
Putting the pay aside, at least she could keep Geum Mari from suddenly saying she was quitting.
"All right. Let's go. I'm going to conquer that utterly heinous crazy psycho lesbian bitch!"
Darae clenched both fists and returned to the living room, only to be startled.
Geum Mari was nowhere to be seen. Judging by the open bedroom door, she must have gone inside.
"That bastard went in without even asking permission…"
"Are you all washed up, Boss? But why are there so many toys? Vibrators, dildos…"
"G-give those back-!!"
When Darae entered the bedroom, Geum Mari—who had definitely called her by name and spoken informally just before washing—was once again calling her Boss and using polite speech.
But Darae was more embarrassed that her toys had been discovered than concerned about that fact.
Darae rushed toward Geum Taeyang, who was sitting on the bed and staring in surprise at the toys she had hidden.
She immediately snatched the toys from Geum Taeyang's hands.
"W-why are you touching someone else's things without permission?! Y-you go wash up, too… I'll really teach you a lesson."
"I don't think I need to wash up. Soon, Boss, you'll wash me with that soft tongue of yours."
"What?!"
What was with that confidence…
"Ha… Unbelievable. You told me to wash up while calling my name and speaking informally, but now you're saying you won't wash up yourself?"
"Yes. I think Boss will like me better that way. Don't you?"
"Mmph-!!"
Darae was about to say something to Geum Mari for refusing to wash up when a soft sensation suddenly covered her mouth, startling her.
'This crazy bastard… Did they seriously go straight for a kiss?'
True crazy psycho lesbians really were different.
To go straight for a kiss like that.
Darae had tried to push them away in surprise, but for some reason, the more they kissed, the more the strength drained from her body.
'Why is this bastard so good at kissing?!'
In this world, kissing for women was nothing more than practicing by sticking a sheet of paper to a wall.
They could imagine putting their tongue into their partner's mouth, but practicing it was impossible. Their tongue would simply hit the wall.
But what about Geum Mari's tongue now?
It moved freely, pressing against Darae's tightly clenched teeth and forcing them open before toying with her tongue…!
"Hek, hek… Y-you… kissing me however you want…"
After being thoroughly toyed with, Darae pointed a finger at Geum Mari, whose lips were smeared with her blue lip balm.
"Darae. I'll make you feel really good, so be quiet and sit down."
"…"
But the raised finger left Darae looking foolish as Geum Mari pulled her by the hand into a position straddling him.
It was a position in which only Geum Mari could do whatever he wanted with Darae's body.