On My Way Home From Work, My Beautiful Single Boss Asked Me To Do Something For Her

Chapter 1.4 – Manager Monou’s Request

[Translation By Divinity]

Whoosh

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom. It was muffled through the frosted glass—the sound of my own heartbeat was far louder.

I had already showered and was sitting on the bed with only a bath towel wrapped around my waist. This was my first time in a “place like this,” but the interior was surprisingly clean and elegant, giving the impression of a regular hotel.

However… the lighting control panel above the bed.

The square, condom-like packets placed on the bedside table.

Those things strongly asserted that this was “that kind of place.”

About an hour after leaving the izakaya.

We were—inside a love hotel.

“…Eh?”

Wait, hold on.

What is this?

What’s this situation?

What’s this sudden development?!

After leaving the first place, I followed her lead, and I was wondering where we’d be drinking at the second place… but we ended up at a love hotel. My head was in a panic, and when she said, “Do you want to take a shower first?” I just went along with it—and now Manager Monou is taking a shower.

…No, no, no, no.

This doesn’t make sense.

What am I supposed to do?

So, I… I’m going to, you know, do it, right?

It’s okay because she invited me, right?

Manager Monou wants a physical relationship with me—

“—Ugh.”

This is bad. Seriously bad. I’m so nervous I feel like I’m going to throw up. My stomach started hurting too.

The alcohol had completely worn off a long time ago.

Is it really going to be this—easy?

Is this how adults are?

I told her I was a virgin… Or maybe it’s the opposite. Could it be that Manager Monou, despite her appearance, has a hobby of guiding virgins?

But… is it okay to do something like this so easily? The proper order is… Wait? But, isn’t confessing your feelings something you do only in school? I’ve heard that adults often start physical relationships and then gradually start dating… or maybe I haven’t…

Click

The sound of the door opening.

My head was spinning with thoughts, and I reflexively looked up.

I gasped.

“…Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Manager Monou who appeared—was wearing a bathrobe.

Her sensual curves were undeniably emphasized. Her powerful figure, which was evident even through her suit, now assaulted my eyes with even greater force.

Her hair wasn’t wet. It seemed she had only washed her body. Ah, that’s right, people don’t wash their hair at times like this. I felt a bit embarrassed that I had thoroughly shampooed my hair.

Manager Monou’s face and skin were slightly flushed.

Was it from the alcohol, the shower,

Or—was it because she was feeling the same nervousness and excitement as me?

I understood intuitively.

She wanted me to embrace her now—

“…Sanezawa-kun.”

One step, two steps, three steps.

Manager Monou slowly approached me.

My heart pounded, and my head felt like it was going blank.

I couldn’t look directly at her and ended up looking down.

“Um… a-actually, things like this…”

I said something pathetic even at this point. It was lame. So lame. I could say it was out of consideration for her, but… in reality, I was just chickening out at the last minute.

“Um… w-we should probably… d-date properly before—”

*Thud*

Something fell in the middle of my sentence.

What came into my view as I was looking down—was the bathrobe.

I reflexively looked up and immediately understood what it meant.

“…!”

I was speechless.

The room was dimly lit, but at this close distance, everything was clearly visible.

Under the bathrobe—she was almost naked.

The only thing she was wearing was black lingerie covering her lower body.

Her upper body was bare, only concealed by her hands.

Plump thighs. A generous backside and a moderately toned waist. And her chest, boasting overwhelming power and volume. She was trying to cover it with both hands, but it looked like it was about to spill over any moment.

A violently glamorous female body—

“…I-I’m already over thirty…”

Manager Monou said in a voice trembling with nervousness and anxiety, as she moved closer to me.

Her voluptuous body loomed before my eyes.

“If… it’s okay for your first time to be with an older woman like me…”

She said,

Reaching out, embracing me, and pushing me down onto the bed.

“Please… embrace me.”

It was almost like a plea, and at the same time, a prayer.

A sweet, seductive voice reached my ears.

Her scent tickled my nostrils.

The sensation of her soft skin against my entire body.

In this moment—reason flew out the window.

I embraced her tightly and pressed my lips against her voluptuous body.

…I said “reason flew out the window,” but once we started, there were surprisingly many moments where I had to keep my rationality in check.

After all, I was inexperienced.

I didn’t have the luxury of relying solely on instinct.

I desperately racked my brain. Online articles, adult videos, my friend’s tales of conquest… I somehow fumbled my way through, drawing upon those memories.

But—every time I touched her, her sweet moans threatened to extinguish my rationality. Despite her lack of confidence, her body, experienced firsthand, was far too alluring, the stimulation too intense for an inexperienced guy like me.

“…I-Is it, about time?”

I asked, positioned on top of her on the bed.

I remembered reading an article that said, “Guys who keep asking questions during intimacy are uncool,” but my anxiety compelled me to ask anyway.

“…”

Manager Monou nodded slightly.

Her gesture was so adorable that my desire and instincts surged all at once.

However.

The remaining fragments of my rationality guided my hand towards the bedside table.

“Um… so, I’ll put this on…”

In a love hotel, contraceptives are always readily available by the bedside.

Even if we were getting intimate without any formal commitment, I couldn’t neglect this. It was the part of my rationality that I must never lose, no matter how aroused I became.

I was desperately trying to recall the “how-to” instructions I had looked up a long time ago—when it happened.

Her hand stopped mine as I reached out.

“—You don’t need to put it on.”

Manager Monou said.

I didn’t understand.

“…Huh?”

“You don’t need to put it on, just insert it.”

“W-What are you saying…? We can’t do that.”

We couldn’t do that.

If a man and a woman who aren’t married are intimate, if there’s no proper family planning, it’s absolutely better to use protection.

A man who gets so caught up in the pleasure of the moment that he can’t even follow basic manners is—the worst. He’s beyond irresponsible. He’s the enemy of all women. Such a guy has no right to embrace a woman.

Even though I’m inexperienced, that’s how I thought, at least in my own inexperienced way.

But—now.

“It’s fine. Please…!”

She, a woman, is the one pleading with me.

Asking. Begging. Imploring.

For this raw, unadulterated connection—

“… N-No, it’s not okay, what if something happens…”

“It’ll be fine!”

She repeatedly beseeches me, even as I refuse in confusion.

Somehow— She’s almost unnaturally desperate.

Why.

Why is she going so far— “… Ugh”

As I remained frozen in utter confusion — she moved.

Reaching for my lower abdomen, she touched my manhood.

Her slender fingers firmly grasped it.

And then forcefully — she tried to insert it.

“W-Wait… You can’t just force it…”

I hurriedly tried to pull back, but with my most sensitive spot literally seized, I couldn’t move as I wanted.

Her, fiercely seeking union, and me, desperately resisting.

Due to our conflicting desires, the joining didn’t proceed smoothly. It bumped and rubbed against the entrance over and over, and eventually — “… Ah…”
“Eh…?”

The climax arrived unexpectedly.

An extraordinary awkwardness filled the room.

“… I-I’m so sorry.”

“… I’m the one who should apologize.”

We sat side by side on the bed, apologizing to each other.

But, the words soon trailed off.

I felt like I could die from the embarrassment. … How lame.

Even if I am a virgin, that was unacceptable.

Just because I was excited and at my limit, to have it erupt like that… I couldn’t control myself at all, so, you know… It went everywhere and the cleanup was a pain.

“…”
But
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Aside from my own immaturity— there’s also a sense of discomfort.

Why.

Why did Monou-san have to be so forceful— “Sanezawa-kun.”

Monou-san, sitting next to me, spoke up.

In a serious tone, as if her seductive face from earlier was a lie.

“… I think it would be rude to hide it any longer, so I’ll be blunt.”

Hide it?

Hide what?

“I have no intention of dating anyone.”

Monou-san said.

In a cold, dismissive tone.

“I’m perfectly content with my current lifestyle. I can’t imagine getting married and living with someone.”

She continued in a monotonous tone, as if giving a work report.

“I have no intention of marrying anyone, nor do I want a boyfriend.”

But.

Monou-san said.

“As a woman— I do want to have a child.”

“…”

For a moment, my thoughts stopped.

But it was only for a moment, and soon a sense of understanding washed over me.

The numerous questions I had today seemed to melt away in a chain reaction.

Why did she invite me for drinks? Why did she ask me if I had a girlfriend? Why did she forcefully invite me to the hotel? Why— did she strongly refuse contraception?

All the questions led to a very simple answer.

I understood what she wanted from me.

“So, Sanezawa-kun,”

Monou-san said.

“From now on, would you— just make a baby with me?”

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