Chapter 7: Did You Want Me to Touch Your Pussy?

Chapter 7: 7: Did You Want Me to Touch Your Pussy?

"Mmm..."

Looking at Selena lying on the sofa made my cock begin to harden again, even though I had just come.

"Mm..."

She squeezed her eyes shut and lay still with her breasts exposed.

When I placed a careful hand on one, she twitched again.

"Mmm?!"

She acted as though she had no choice but to offer her chest, yet remained acutely conscious of every place I touched.

I slowly kneaded both breasts as if giving her a massage.

"Mmm... hh..."

Soft moans slipped from her like murmurs in sleep.

One eyebrow twitched.

I knew what that meant.

Manager Selena always did that when something at work was not going the way she wanted.

Was she dissatisfied with how I was touching her?

She had good reason to be.

I was deliberately avoiding her nipples and massaging only the rest of her breasts.

My hands drifted around the softer, less sensitive areas.

Along the outer curves, beneath her breasts, under her arms, and down her sides.

"Mmm... hnn..."

They were places that could still feel good, but the stimulation was nowhere near as intense as when I worked her nipples.

Her body occasionally trembled with frustrated anticipation, but she did not writhe in pleasure as before.

"Heh heh. I wanted to touch these tits every time I saw you."

"Mmm..."

The harassment from the middle-aged guard drew a faint reaction.

"Want me to touch your nipples too?"

"...Mm."

Her eyebrow moved again.

"Ah..."

She opened her mouth to answer, then closed it.

You want me to touch them, don’t you, you perverted manager?

Then say it.

"If you don’t answer, I won’t touch them."

"...You don’t... have to."

Huh?

That answer surprised me.

I had been certain she would ask.

"Really? You really don’t need me to touch them?"

"..."

"I’m seriously going to leave them alone."

"Not there... Maybe... lower."

"Lower?"

I moved the hand on her chest down to her waist.

"Lower... still."

Below her waist...

My gaze naturally fell toward her skirt.

Surely she wasn’t asking me to touch there instead.

"Well, well, miss."

"...Yes?"

"Did you want me to touch your pussy?"

"N-no!"

She shouted in sudden panic.

Of course she did.

Her face was scarlet and her legs were fidgeting in anticipation.

"You keep touching me in vague places, so I thought it would be better if you... touched somewhere else."

"Ah. So that’s why you want me to touch your pussy."

"I said that isn’t it...!"

Ignoring her attempts at denial, I reached lower.

But not directly between her legs.

I placed my hand on her thigh.

"Hnn...! Th-there...!"

"Is this what you wanted instead?"

"I told you, I don’t want any of it..."

"Sure."

I ignored her words and stroked her thigh through the pantyhose.

My palm skimmed the fabric.

"Mmmhnn...!"

Her legs quivered.

"My, you’re sensitive here too."

"Ah... hnn. P-please..."

"You were touching here when you masturbated earlier, weren’t you?"

"Mm, that was..."

"This old man saw everything."

I continued stroking her thighs through the stockings.

As I worked, I gradually pushed her suit skirt higher, but deliberately avoided the area around her panties.

Instead, I caressed the inside of her thighs—sensitive enough to tease her, but not enough to give her what she wanted.

"Mm... hnn... ah...!"

"P-please, not there... mmm..."

Her mouth kept insisting that I stop.

But her legs were slowly spreading.

Her skirt had bunched almost entirely around her waist, leaving the panties beneath her pantyhose openly visible.

She widened her thighs by tiny, nearly unnoticeable increments and waited for my fingers to reach them.

A faint sour scent had begun rising from between her legs.

But I had no intention of giving her what she wanted yet.

"Why don’t you turn over?"

"...Turn over?"

"I need to touch the back too. Your ass."

"..."

Her eyebrow twitched again as she rolled over.

While turning, she lifted her skirt herself and presented her backside.

A full, round ass appeared beneath the pantyhose.

"Oh? Did you lift your skirt yourself so this old man could get a better view?"

"N-no. This is..."

"You want me to touch it?"

"That’s not what... You said you were going to touch my ass, so..."

Selena gripped the arm of the sofa tightly.

"I have no choice... You may touch it as much as you want."

She said she had no choice, yet gave her ass a faint little shake.

I swallowed.

There was no way I could endure that.

My incredibly sexy boss had lifted her own skirt, presented her ass, and was subtly wagging it to ask for my hands.

Who could resist?

I grabbed her more roughly.

"Mmmhnn...! Ah...!"

I cupped the overall shape and rotated my palms in circles, feeling the size of her heavy ass directly.

Her breasts drew most of the attention, but her backside was enormous too.

My cock returned to full hardness.

While continuing to knead her ass, I slowly brought my shaft between the cheeks.

Selena reacted the moment she felt something strange in the cleft.

"Mmm...? Ah?!"

"Heh heh. Surprised?"

Of course she was.

Both my hands were clearly occupied with her ass.

If something large pressed between the cheeks at the same time, there was no mystery what it was.

"S-sir. Is that...?"

"You know without seeing it? That’s right. It’s my cock."

"P-please move it away..."

"No."

I ignored her and slid my shaft slowly through the cleft of her ass.

"Mmm... ah! D-don’t do that..."

"You say that, but your legs are shaking harder than before."

"Ah..."

"And you keep squeezing your ass around me."

With both hands holding her, I could feel how hard Selena was flexing her backside.

"Are you trying to grip this old man’s cock just because it touched your ass?"

"No... It’s absolutely not that..."

"You want me to put it in, don’t you?"

"..."

For a moment, Selena stopped answering.

"...Of course not."

"You soaked yourself while masturbating, didn’t you? Because you wanted a cock inside you."

"No. That isn’t true."

"You’re clenching your ass and waiting for it."

"I said I’m not..."

Her answers remained denials.

Yet she had been squeezing the shaft between her cheeks this entire time.

Even through the pantyhose, I could feel something else now.

Her pussy was becoming wetter.

Anyone could tell what she was waiting for.

"Is that so?"

I shifted the cock rubbing between her cheeks slightly lower.

There was one narrow path between her ass and thighs that led directly to her pussy.

I lodged my shaft there.

"Mmmhnn... ♡"

"You moaned immediately."

When I rubbed against the crotch of her panties, moisture seeped onto my cock.

If she was this wet through both panties and pantyhose, she had to be flooded underneath.

"Do you really not need this old man’s cock?"

"..."

"Hm?"

I continued dragging the shaft over her covered pussy.

Her ass trembled with every pass.

She was openly enjoying the pleasure of a cock rubbing over her.

"I only need to put it in once."

"...O-once?"

"Just once, miss. Then I’ll delete the picture."

"..."

"I mean it."

I pressed the head firmly against her panties while continuing the old man’s blackmail.

Selena buried her face and let her ass twitch for a while.

Then she carefully looked back at me.

"Only... once?"

"Exactly once."

"...P-promise me."

Selena took hold of the pantyhose herself and slowly pulled them down.

"Only... put it in o-once."

"Trust this old man."

Obviously, I had no intention of thrusting only once and pulling out.

I would not withdraw until I came.

And Selena surely knew that too.

This was simply the script we were using to raise the tension.

Knowing that, she still lowered her pantyhose and panties to her thighs with her own hands.

She did not remove them completely.

But her bare pussy was visible between her exposed cheeks.

That was Manager Selena’s pussy.

"Is this enough?"

"What a pretty ass."

"D-don’t say things like that. Just hurry and finish."

"All right, miss."

I readied my cock and brought it behind her.

Her ass concealed her anus, though it would have been visible if I spread the cheeks.

That was not my target now.

I carefully pushed my shaft between her thighs and positioned it at her pussy.

Wet.

"Mmm...!"

Squelch.

I pressed the head against her opening.

Then I began forcing my Monster-tier cock into Manager Selena.

Her body slowly opened around me.

"Mmm... hnngh...!"