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Irene undid the strap of her wrist watch and threw it into the small bowl for miscellaneous items by the door. The butler walked up and took her bag and jacket, then told her that Lisa was already waiting for her in the room.
Irene froze before finally realizing that it was actually Friday.
Work was too busy. She was always working, to the point that she had already forgotten what day it was.
At least Lisa had still remembered.
She really was as her characters suggested: careful and thoughtful.
Or, perhaps it would be better to say that she really respected contracts.
Upon calculation, Lisa had already stayed by her side for over three years.
In the beginning, Irene had just returned from overseas and wanted to find a random person to waste the weekends away with. Originally, the plan was to only try with Lisa for the novelty. Only then she knew that Lisa was a trainee in another agency. If she hadn't been suitable, Irene would have found someone else. Unexpectedly, she was both thoughtful and likeable. After so many years, Irene surprisingly hadn't switched partners.
This was probably because Lisa was truly more than satisfactory.
With her clothes off, she was soft and smooth, had a good figure, was good in bed, had great stamina, and was open to trying anything. She was a rare and precious creature.
With her clothes on, she was cheerful and generous, elegant in her speech, and knew her limits. There was nothing embarrassing about bringing her out occasionally.
But this was also because this kid already liked someone – her childhood sweetheart and true love. The other was currently her trainee mate, an art student in other city and needed a lot of money. They were far from debut. Lisa had started doing this in order to provide that person's fees. The two of them had an impressive relationship.
Irene had never really cared about this stuff.
Lisa didn't try to hide it from her either.
Every time vacation neared, she would start openly counting down the days in wait. She would also become extra sweet, smiling unconsciously at times, like a piece of toffee on the brink of melting. When Irene saw this, she would usually lament, wondering if anyone would smile like this for her in this lifetime. She also worried if a person who needed their lover to pay for their every need was actually a good significant other.
However, the person in question seemed happy to be doing this, so Irene didn't say anything——after all, this was the reason that Lisa knew her limits and was straight to the point. She would never have thoughts she shouldn't have.
At the end of the day, this was what Irene had been most attracted to back then.
Lisa wasn't like some people in the circle who only liked eating the "spicy" ones; they wouldn't try if their partners weren't rebellious. They were only pleased when they humiliated their partners to an extreme. Almost every other day, they ended up on the headlines. Nobody could catch a break at any time of the year.
She didn't want trouble. It was better for those around her to be more well-behaved.
Of course, if they could also be a bit livelier and energetic, that would be best. As such, Lisa was honestly perfect.
Today, she once again seemed like a happy little silver-throated, long-tailed tit bird.
She had prepared herself. She was clean and fragrant after a shower, butt up as she sprawled out on the bed. She hummed a quick little melody while kicking her feet to the rhythm. Upon hearing Irene's footsteps, she turned around and winked seductively.
"Irene sunbaenim, get all your money's worth today! I won't be able to come next week."
Irene thought of the date. It was true. Summer vacation was almost coming up.
She really had become lost in work. She couldn't remember the normal weekdays, nor could she remember the large holidays.
Irene sighed to herself and lifted a hand to rub the soft hair over Lisa's forehead. With the other's enchanting smile right under her palm, she couldn't help smiling too.
"Quit flirting. Save some energy for your little girlfriend."
Lisa's face flushed red. She stuck out her tongue, lowered her gaze, and scooted over. She reached out with her arms and gently hooked them onto Irene's neck. Then, she turned her head to the side and pecked the other's face.
Both soft and obedient.
In a moment of impulse, Irene tightened her grip on the thin waist in her arms. She held the furry head down and forcefully kissed the other.
She had told Lisa to "save some energy", but ultimately still played with her.
Irene was only mannerly in her speech. In actuality, she felt a bit upset. But this wasn't entirely her fault. After all, it had already been three years. Even if this were a cat that had stayed in a home for three years, if it suddenly ate someone else's dried fish treats, one would feel slightly uncomfortable. Not to mention that this was a living, breathing person.
Not to mention one with such pale skin. And so flexible. With such a sweet voice. Who was so warm, so tight, and so smooth inside. And sensitive to death.
In merely a moment, the corners of her eyes were completely red, the blush spreading all the way down her neck. Half of her body was now a pale pink. Two bright red nipples stood erect amidst a white, faintly flushed pink, chest. They were wet with saliva and seemed to be trembling with each thrust. So beautiful and wanton.
At first, Irene had remembered that this was a special time, meaning she couldn't leave marks. However, now, she couldn't bother with that. The desire surged. She nibbled and bit at the other's chest, leaving teeth marks all over. Her fingers started thrusting more ferociously too, both hard and fast. Each push landed straight on that most sensitive point, making tears fall from Lisa's eyes. She held onto Irene's back, crying and begging her to slow down. Her voice was sweet and silky, causing Irene to want to make her cry even harder.
But when she looked down, she saw that the other's small face was already completely wet. Exquisite little teardrops hung from her long and thick eyelashes. She looked so pitiful that Irene instantly couldn't bear to anymore. Thus, she slowed down and patted Lisa's back, gently and unhurriedly rubbing against her, carefully drying off the tears on her face with kisses.
"You like crying more and more now. I still remember when you first started sleeping with me. You wouldn't even make a noise no matter how much it hurt. Even if you were about to pass out the next moment, you still spent the previous one wantonly moaning to fool me, saying stuff like 'my girlfriend fucks me so good'......"
This was actually only a joke.
The way Lisa looked, with her blissed out gaze and half-opened eyes, tiny face covered in tears, really made people's hearts twinge.
Irene felt an itch in her heart gazing at her. She couldn't help teasing her a bit.
But unexpectedly, Lisa started panicking. After a moment of hesitation, she hurriedly used the back of her hand to rub her eyes. "If sunbaenim doesn't like it, I......"
"I don't not like it. Haven't I told you many times already?" Irene quickly caught the other's hand, drawing it closer to her own lips and planting a kiss on it. Then, she leaned down to kiss Lisa's eyes. "I like it. You're fine just the way you are."
As she spoke, her lips travelled to Lisa's nose and kissed it. After, she trailed down to the other's lips. A longer kiss later, she added, "It's been so many years, but you still panic every time I tease you. This hasn't gotten any better at all."
Lisa didn't know how to answer. She only giggled shyly in apology.
She scrunched up her nose, then playfully squeezed the passageway Irene was in.
The vein in Irene's forehead jumped. She lowered her head and bit those jelly-soft lips again. "You've only gotten better at being mischievous."
Lisa had yet to escape from the lingering grasp of her climax. Her skin was flushed faintly pink; tiny, uncontrollable shudders ran through her body. She was buried in the mess of pillows and blankets, gasping.
"So tired?" Irene asked gently. She casually smoothed back the hairs on Lisa's forehead.
Lisa softly shook her head. "It's nothing. I'm not tired."
Irene knew that the other was always reluctant to admit these things, so didn't keep inquiring. She got up and casually tugged a bathrobe on, then poured a cup of water and pulled Lisa into her arms to slowly feed her.
"Tell me if you're tired. Why are you so determined to seem fine?"
Lisa's head rested against her shoulder. Both her hands were wrapped around the glass: she looked like a little hamster as she slowly sipped at the water. Upon hearing this, she smiled in embarrassment again.
At this time, someone knocked.
Irene slightly furrowed her brows. "What?"
"Young Miss, some people from the agency want to see you."
"Tell them to wait."
"They're standing in the entrance hallway. Only......"
Before she could finish talking, Lisa started struggling to get out of her embrace. "Hurry and go. It's work-related. You don't want to delay anything important."
Irene hurriedly wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her back. "Quit moving around. It's nothing important."
But Lisa had already put on her shirt. While buttoning it up, she smiled. "Sunbaenim, I watch the entertainment news."
Irene's agency had recently caused quite a splash. It was all over the headlines of all the important newspapers and was hard to not know about.
Irene had nothing to say in response.
Lisa turned around and pressed a placating kiss onto her face. "Go, work is most important." A moment later she made a startled noise, "Oh, no. My shoes is still by the door."
"What are you scared of?" Irene could only get up and changed. "It's been so many years, but you still care about these things."
"This......"
Lisa appeared conflicted. She had always had a strange determination in this regard. She didn't mind accompanying Irene to private gatherings, but was adamant that no outsiders find out that she stayed in Irene's house.
"During social gatherings, everyone brings a guest. It naturally doesn't matter if I tag along. However, having a sugar baby is different. You're such a big artist; you need to be more cautious about your image."
This wasn't a moral issue. Irene didn't mind listening to her. Besides, when Lisa became serious, Irene wasn't her match. She could only let the other do as she wanted. She helped her call for the butler through the door, ordering him to bring the shoes upstairs.
Just a few minutes after she had let the people from the agency inside and started a conversation, she heard a thud from outside the window.
It was so loud that everybody inside became startled.
Irene was the first to realize what that sound was. Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help cussing. Without bothering to pull on shoes, she charged outside.
As expected, it was Lisa falling.
If she really had to list Lisa's bad habits, the fact that the other enjoyed climbing up and down the balcony would definitely be first on that list.
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