Chapter 3: Definitive Proof

Chapter 3: 3: Definitive Proof

8:00 PM

Hudson Station, Exit 4

The alleys behind the station were packed with motels. It was exactly that kind of neighborhood.

"What’s taking her so long...?"

I hid beside a nearby building and watched the station exit.

We had agreed to meet out front, but Selena was nowhere in sight yet.

The university district was crowded with students.

At least one of those women had probably sent me a DM too.

My cock twitched at the thought.

’Not now.’

Someone else was going to get it tonight.

╭─ [TwiXter — Direct Messages]

│ Unknown User

│ I’m here.

╰─

"She’s here...!"

The message arrived just as Selena emerged from the station.

True to form, she wore the same suit she had worn at work, with only her employee ID removed.

Of course our Manager Selena would come to a meeting like this in office clothes.

She stopped near the exit and stood neatly to one side, fiddling with her phone.

A stream of female college students passed around her.

"She still stands out even among them..."

Selena was thirty-two, if I remembered correctly.

Thirty-two could sound old or young depending on whom you asked.

Next to a crowd of college students, she should have looked older.

Instead, she stood out even among them.

"She’s in a league of her own."

She was attractive enough to draw the eyes of people walking past.

Granted, those enormous breasts accounted for about eighty percent of the effect.

Her face was beautiful too.

The only problem was the cold expression.

Apparently that icy look remained in place even outside the office.

But what would happen to it once my Monster-tier cock was inside her?

╭─ [TwiXter — Direct Messages]

│ @Monster_Cam24

│ I’m here too.

╰─

The moment I sent the DM, Selena’s shoulders jerked.

She raised her head and searched the area.

I enjoyed the sight for a moment, then stepped out behind her.

"Were you the one I was talking to on TwiXter?"

"...?"

Selena turned at the sound of my voice.

I waved.

"Hi. I’m MonsterCam Guy."

***

The instant Manager Selena saw me, she flinched and stepped back.

I couldn’t blame her.

I had hidden my face behind sunglasses and a mask, and I was wearing clothes completely wrong for the season.

She looked me up and down with cold, wary eyes.

"Are you... ’Cam Guy’?"

"Yes."

I had dressed this way specifically to conceal my identity.

Obviously, I had no intention of revealing myself to Manager Selena yet.

If she realized who I was here, I would be lucky to escape with only a slap. Sex would be out of the question.

For now, it was better that I knew who she was while she knew nothing about me.

"You covered your face."

Manager Selena studied me carefully.

But Manager Selena, you contacted a pervert after seeing nothing but his cock.

You couldn’t exactly turn me down because I had hidden my face.

I decided to let my dick do the convincing.

"I hope you understand. My video is all over the internet, so I have to protect my identity."

"I get it. That much I understand."

The keywords "Cam Guy" and "MonsterCam Guy," which had exploded online yesterday, were still among the most popular searches on TooMuchWiki and TwiXter.

Selena nodded, but she remained alert to every movement I made.

Still, wary or not, she hadn’t run away.

That meant she was willing to spend the night with a masked stranger.

I pointed behind me with my thumb.

"Now that we’ve met, should we go?"

"Ah. Before that..."

"Yes?"

"Could I verify one more thing?"

Selena stared intently at my body.

"That you really are Cam Guy..."

"Oh. You want proof?"

"Yes."

Careful, wasn’t she?

In truth, proving it would be easy.

We could simply show each other our DM screens.

But there was no fun in that.

"Then I’ll let you touch it."

"What?"

I pushed my proud bulge slightly forward.

Manager Selena flinched and stepped away.

"Nothing would prove it better than this."

"Here...?"

A faint flush crept over her face as she glanced around.

At the office, she never cared who might be watching.

Her usual reprimands came back to me.

"Stop worrying about everyone else and do your work, Ed."

"You came here to work. As long as you do that, nothing else matters."

That same woman was apparently self-conscious about touching a cock on the street.

"Do you seriously mean... now?"

"Hm?"

"May I really... touch it?"

"Of course."

"And this won’t become a problem later?"

Good grief.

Only Manager Selena could be this fussy after sending the DM and coming all the way here herself.

Did she want to keep pretending to be proper now that a man was standing in front of her?

She needed a little push.

I reached around her and placed an arm over her shoulders.

She jolted the moment my hand touched her, then shot me a sharp glare.

"H-hey."

"Don’t worry about all that. We came out tonight to enjoy ourselves, didn’t we?"

"Enjoy ourselves..."

She was still cold and suspicious.

If I wanted her real nature to come out, I would have to lead her there.

I took her hesitant wrist and pulled her toward me.

"Ah...!"

We were practically embracing now.

Her enormous breasts pressed into my body.

Firmly... ♡

Holy shit. They were even more incredible up close.

People passing by glanced in our direction.

Selena noticed and lowered her voice.

"Wait. I really don’t think we should do this here..."

"It’s fine. We’ll just look like a couple."

"A couple...?"

"If you turn your body a little, no one will see you touching me."

"..."

She said nothing, but I could practically feel her heart pounding.

Maybe being held by a man was getting to her despite all that suspicion.

"...Hah."

Pressed this close, even her breathing sounded erotic.

She still hovered her hand in uncertainty, fingers twitching.

At last, she seemed to make up her mind.

"Over your clothes... right?"

"Were you planning to put your hand inside my pants?"

"No. No, I wasn’t. Over them is enough."

Something told me the idea of reaching inside had crossed her mind.

Not that the still-dishonest Selena would ever admit it.

"Then... I’ll do it."

She turned slightly and checked her surroundings several times.

When the flow of pedestrians thinned, she carefully placed a hand over my pants.

Ohhh...!

No. Wrong spot.

She had missed my cock entirely.

"That’s not it."

"What...?"

"A little higher."

"Ah. I’m sorry. I’ve never done this before."

"You’ve never touched a cock in public?"

"...You’re making fun of me, aren’t you?"

A little.

How often would I ever get the chance to tease my prickly manager like this?

I intended to enjoy it.

"Is it... here?"

"A little more."

"Here?"

"Too high. That’s my stomach."

"Ah. Sorry."

She spent a while fumbling around my body.

Then—

"...Ah."

Her fingers finally closed shyly around my cock.

"Here it is."

"Yes. That’s my cock."

"...It’s large. Just like the picture."

"It’s even more impressive in person."

"..."

She turned her face away, unable to say that she wanted to see it.

Her hand never stopped moving.

She shifted her grip little by little, feeling the shaft, the base, then moving upward again toward the head.

Her palm explored every part of its shape through my pants.

"...It really is... big."

Ngh...

The thought of getting a handjob from my own manager nearly made my cock burst.

Technically, this already counted as a handjob, which made it even hotter.

But I had to hold back.

The real fun had not even begun.

"That’s enough."

I turned my body slightly, taking myself out of her hand.

"Ah..."

The disappointment on her face was obvious.

"If you keep touching me that long, everyone around us will see."

"...!"

Selena jerked and scanned the area.

"N-no one was watching... right?"

Fortunately, everyone was walking past as usual.

Someone had glanced over earlier, but there was no reason to tell her.

"Was that enough proof for you?"

"...Yes. You really are Cam Guy."

Selena cleared her throat and pretended nothing had happened.

"Now that we’ve confirmed it, shall we go?"

"...Where, exactly?"

Where else?

"To have sex."

***

The moment we entered the alley beside Exit Four, the crowds disappeared.

The area was packed wall to wall with motels and hotels—a whole district built for couples looking to fuck.

Aside from a few people who looked like couples, hardly anyone passed us.

And Manager Selena and I...

"I never thought you were the type to link arms with a man..."

...walked like every other couple, our arms entwined.

Selena had resisted at first.

But after I explained that we needed to look natural, she reluctantly gave in.

Whether she was truly reluctant was another question.

"You don’t link arms often?"

"Ah... It’s just..."

I could guess why.

Merely linking arms had buried my elbow in the side of one breast.

"With a chest like mine, this position is uncomfortable."

"I see."

Selena couldn’t bring herself to look at me as I led her along.

I had actually been asking whether she had ever had a boyfriend. Her completely unrelated answer made me wonder...

Had she really never had one?

Come to think of it, I knew almost nothing about her private life.

"By the way, don’t you need proof from me?"

"Proof?"

"Yes. That I’m the woman from the photograph."

Did I need proof when her breasts alone gave me a one-hundred-percent match?

Since I already knew, I redirected the question.

"There’s no need to check out here."

I stopped in front of a building.

HOTELPIA

"We can confirm it inside."

"..."

Manager Selena gave a shy nod, and we entered together.

It was an unmanned hotel. Instead of a receptionist, there was a kiosk.

"You can choose from several themed rooms here."

"...That’s unusual."

Selena stepped closer to inspect the screen.

There were ordinary motel rooms, along with a hospital, classroom, subway car, prison, changing room, office, elevator, car, gym, basement, mirror room, and even a ryokan.

Every theme imaginable.

The place had clearly been designed for role-play. It had taken me a while to find it online.

"Which one do you want?"

"..."

"It’s fine. You must have something you want to do tonight, so choose whatever feels right."

"Would that really be all right?"

"Of course."

She was the one who had requested role-play in the first place.

"Go ahead. Pick the one you want."

"Well, then..."

Selena carefully scrolled through the list several times.

At last, she selected a room.

"I’ll choose... this one."

╭─ [Room Selection]

│ Office

╰─

"..."

Wow.

I hadn’t expected her to choose that first.

Then again, Manager Selena was a workaholic who practically lived at the office, staying late almost every night.

That choice alone gave me a pretty good idea of the scenario she wanted—what she wanted done to her.

"I’ll pay."

She took a card from her purse and paid the ninety nine dollar short-stay fee without hesitation.

"I was the one who asked to meet first."

Not a bad attitude.

I intended to reward it.

Whatever Selena thought, I had no intention of letting this end as a one-night stand.

Who would sleep with the owner of breasts like those only once and call it quits?

I needed to make tonight unforgettable enough that she came looking for me again.

That would make office life much more entertaining.

"Shall we go have sex now?"

"..."

I took the key card from the kiosk and slipped an arm around Selena shoulders as before.

This time, she settled quietly against me.

I looked down at her face.

Manager Selena wore an expression I could never have imagined seeing at the office.

"...Yes."