Chapter 42 – Episode 42. Yoo Jo Eun (1)

“Ah, Mr. Meng Tiger, are you here?”

“Oops, I’m sorry. I forgot that there was a game today and didn’t tell you. I am really sorry.”

“I was also worried because I thought I moved to another place because I didn’t like it.”

Yoo Jo-eun, an instructor at the Pilates center recommended by Cheon So-yeong, cracked her eyes like half moons and joked with her. As the youngest instructor at this center, should I say that she is my dedicated teacher? She had been doing Pilates consistently since a young age and she had been told that she was a solid performer.

For that matter, there was only one student at the time I was listening. … Are you sure you are a competent person?

“Ah, where am I leaving the instructor? Sorry again.”

She answered, hiding her inner thoughts. Fortunately, she didn’t notice either.

“It’s okay. Since you are a member that Team Leader Cheon has specially entrusted to you, I can give you this much time.”

“You’re saying subtly, it’s not working hours, right? You seem to be swearing with your eyes right now?”

“Oh! Did you notice? Hee hee, it’s just a joke, and thanks to Team Manager Chun, the AT Thunders players are also giving lessons at our center, so if you want to renew your contract, you have to look good to Maeng Ho. Are you saying something nice to Team Leader Cheon?”

She asked while gently teasing her. As Yoo Jo-eun said, this Pilates Center was a center in charge of Pilates training for AT Thunders players. Of course, other players don’t come and listen to me like I did, but go to the training ground and do it.

Yoo Jo-eun also heard that she went to the training ground and had a few lessons.

She had been told that she had signed a contract with this Pilates center last year under the leadership of Chun So-young. She’s where the girl got her contract, so she can’t doubt her skills in teaching.

“Absolutely. Then I’ll change my clothes and come back.”

“Yes, please come slowly.”

Saying that, she stepped into the classroom where she was doing her lessons. As I looked at her ass as she entered her classroom, I felt a slight rush of blood down her lower back.

‘Hmm, for a monkey, a butt like that would be fine.’

He is about 160 cm tall, has a baby face, ponytail hair, and fair skin. Her eyes with no double eyelids make her look younger, but when you look at her C-cup breasts covered in her yoga clothes and her lower body looking like she’s poking through her leggings, you can’t help but think that way. Fits right in

Maybe it’s because I’m not an athlete, so it wasn’t comparable to Hyejin noona or Hyuna, but that was enough to give me a passing grade.

“Mr. Mengho?”

She looked behind her and spoke to her as if she felt me ​​standing still.

“Oh, I’ll be right there.”

“Yes. Please take it slow.”

Seeing her smile and move her steps again, I could feel her stimulation coming under her again. Write it, is it because you didn’t take it off yesterday?

It was a big tournament after a long time, so I prepared without having sex the day before, but the result was crazy in the first round. My appetite is a bit bitter. What do you think about this just make me feel bad

I walked to the locker room and undressed. The basic Pilates outfit is shorts and short sleeves distributed by AT, and leggings I personally brought. If I didn’t tighten it with leggings, I couldn’t help it because I could see that the lower part was shaking even with a little vigorous exercise. Especially on days like today when I came in wearing trunks.

In fact, I tended to wear trunks on rare occasions. I felt like shit when I sometimes peeked out from between my drawstring panties.

“Yes? Aren’t you?”

‘What are you saying?’

‘I don’t think I brought leggings?’

‘Take it off.’

‘I’m still working out with a female instructor….’

‘I’m sorry. That’s your only advantage. If you cover that up, it’s like a pitcher who throws 100 mph and doesn’t throw a four-seam.’

‘Ehehe, I’m a little glad you acknowledged me?’

‘Change your clothes. You’re not good.’

‘Yep.’

I was already standing half way while peeping at Yoo Jo-eun’s back. Shall I leave? Well… , Would it take too long? Besides, I didn’t have the materials to paint my daughter with. Should I take a video later and use it when I’m in a hurry?

First of all, after fixing it on my pants as a first aid, I went into the classroom where the instructor was waiting.

“Ah, are you here?”

“Yes. Didn’t you wait long?”

“… Yes.”

She took one look at me and her face went red. Like a girl waking up to a castle for the first time.

‘You saw this, right?’

‘Yeah, you prick.’

Thinking she was conscious of my lower legs made me feel like she was going to grow a little bit bigger.

“That… , Today is… , You came without leggings?”

“Oh, the laundry was delayed because of the game. In the dormitory, we do laundry together.”

Actually, I just forgot. I lied because I thought I would look inadequate if I said I forgot.

“Well then, shall we begin? Breathing first!”

“All right.”

She inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, then exhaled, repeating her exhalation, following her lead.

‘Does he keep looking at me?’

‘Iknow, right.’

Even in the middle of her breathing, if her gaze was bored, it stuck to my shorts, and my treasure, recognized by Rosby, began to show off its presence more and more.

“Then shall we stretch now?”

‘Now!’

As she looked at her, he quickly raised the cock that seemed to pierce through her shorts and fastened it to her waistband. She sticks out a long way over her pants, but still she’d much rather cover it up with a top than continue to slither on her left side.

“Then shall we begin? Then from the shoulder~”

Didn’t you notice? She follows her and loosens her shoulders, showing no signs of paying attention to my lower part anymore. But her face, visible in the large mirror that occupied one side of her wall, was still red. Wait, a large mirror… ?

The mirror reflected everything I was doing. Fuck.

‘Byeongsin, did you do that without knowing that? Of course I knew it would appeal. After all, isn’t the monkey’s head going somewhere?’

‘Shut up! … It’s embarrassing.’

I saw. That woman, I saw it clearly. Otherwise, there was still no reason for her face to be red. Ah, Mr. I’m embarrassed. Why don’t you die I was proud of my alter ego, who usually doesn’t die easily, but now I was slightly resentful.

‘How can I die when I’m wearing leggings and shaking my hips in front of me? Is not it?’

‘It’s true.’

“Mr. Maengho! Concentration!”

“Sorry!”

My mind was focused elsewhere, so there was no way I could exercise properly.

“Mr. Meng-ho’s thighs are definitely not that flexible, are they?”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you? I had an iron rod driven into my thigh because of a car accident. I’ve removed it now, but this side doesn’t listen well.”

“Oh, sorry. I asked you something.”

“It’s okay. It was so strong that it healed quickly.”

“Wow, you must have had a hard time exercising.”

“I’m so healthy these days, I’m sick.”

“… Ah! You look healthy!”

What do you mean? Are you kidding me

“Ah! I’ll catch some!”

I wanted to check her expression to see if she was teasing me, but her expression was that of a lecturer, serious.

Sitting in front of me, she tugged at my hands and pushed my ankles with her toe socks.

“Ugh!”

“I could! Member!”

I squeezed her hands and feet as if she was testing my limits.

“Aaaaagh!”

With her help, my upper body slowly heads toward the ground. Damn, how long are you thinking of giving strength? It was so hard that I looked up and saw the middle of her open leggings.

“Cheup.”

Perhaps it was because of my mood, I could feel the hot heat. But what was certain was the fact that my stomach was already warm with my alter ego.

“Just a little more! I’m sorry!”

Besides, her moaning, pulling me and giving me strength, was stimulating my hearing. But that stimulation quickly turned into pain.

“Little bit more! I could! Breathe!”

Because of the pain, my alter ego suddenly shrunk, and when the stretching was over, it returned to its original size.

“All right. Phew. Did you know that Pilates has a great effect on rehabilitation? I will take special care of your thighs.”

Special care is good, but isn’t this too painful?

“Then, shall we start exercising in earnest?”

While she said that and looked away for a moment, I rearranged my alter ego. This time her gaze was downward, so there was no fear of being noticed.

‘Hmm, should this be enough?’

Since Pilates is not an intense exercise, I didn’t think I would be sluggish unless there was something special going on. After a momentary reorganization, we started Pilates again.

“Segment! Segment! Mr. Mangho! You have to break it up!”

“Slowly! I breathed out! Good! Member!”

I’ve felt it while doing Pilates so far, but Pilates is not a metal thing, but it was quite difficult.

“Member, you are an athlete, so you are following me quickly. I think you can use the equipment from the next class.”

“Oh, thank you.”

“Oh, it’s already time. Shall we do some finishing exercises then?”

As she said, it was already past 9 o’clock.

“Yep.”

“You have to stay focused until the end. Got it?”

“Absolutely!”

After finishing all the exercise schedule with the finishing exercise, I came out of the classroom and went into the shower room. It wasn’t a strenuous workout, but I couldn’t help sweating, so I quickly washed and went outside.

“Oh, are you out?”

When I came out, I saw her in plain clothes with the fresh scent of shampoo. Her short-sleeved shorts, with her figure highlighted in her hot pants, and a cardigan lightly worn on top of them, were a different look.

“Yes, why did you finish taking a shower?”

“Yes? Meng Tiger, what do you mean by that!”

“You don’t usually shower after finishing, do you?”

“That’s because there is also a schedule for the next class!”

“Oh, is that so? But why were you waiting?”

“You have to lock the door. You are the last customer, but did you know that our center does not operate after 8pm?”

“That’s why I’m more grateful for today’s make-up class.”

“I mean…. Come out Lock the door.”

Strangely, I couldn’t speak well in front of Cheon So-yeong, but I speak well in front of this woman. Is this because Rossby is next to him?

Hehe, so do better for this body. Fucking more women! Baby monkey!’

‘I’ll think about it.’

‘A monkey-like bastard who doesn’t know grace.’

“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming out?”

As I paused to chat with Rossby, she urged me on.

“Yep.”

When all the staff had left, she, the instructor, started locking her door. Phew, this is why money is good. If it wasn’t for Cheon So-yeong, would it have been difficult to receive special treatment like this?

“Mr. Mengho, do you do stargrams?”

“A stargram?”

Stargram? Why do you ask that?

I worked hard when I just made it because it was Byeolgram, but some idiots kept sending me fishing DMs, so I haven’t been doing much lately. There were idiots who said that female fans who said to come did not come and came from Etgal.

“There is, but. I’m not doing well.”

“Oh, then there is. Then we sell it.”

After selling the stargram like that, Joeun hesitated for a while before opening her mouth again. Is this the main point?

“Where are you going, Maeng-ho?”

Shall we go home? Shall we go to the dormitory? I was suddenly troubled by her question. Since the tournament was over, tomorrow was a day off, so it didn’t matter if I went home, but I didn’t want to go to that house where no one was there. Today, I couldn’t even call Hyejin noona or Hyuna.

“Why? Ah! Will you give me a ride?”

Since most of the office workers have cars, it seemed that they were thinking of taking me there.

“Yes? I’m a jerk. What kind of car do you drive when you are 23?”

Were you twenty-three? Somehow he seemed young.

“Aren’t you full at that age?”

Haha, you’re still young, don’t you know? Did you say twenty years old?”

Write it down, all the seniors who went pro are driving their cars.

“Yes. But doesn’t my face look older? Because the instructor is so young.”

“Oh, no. Maeng-ho is also handsome and manly.”

“Spit and lie. Chit.”

“Are you tired? Just kidding, he’s really handsome, so be confident. Ho ho ho.”

“Thank you for your words. Why are you curious about where you are going anyway?”

Her expression, which had been joking around at my words, suddenly became serious. Then, looking around her, she covered her mouth with one hand and tried to whisper to me. I bent down on her knees to listen to her and put her ear to her so that she could speak.

“… Actually, I feel like I’m being stalked these days.”

“Yes? Really?!”

“Shh! Quiet quiet. So I was wondering if you could go with me today. Is it a bit like that?”

“No. I am okay. Tomorrow is my day off anyway.”

“Wow! Really?”

“Yes, where do you live?”

“Nowon side.”

Write, at school it’s the exact opposite. It seemed that I should sleep at a house closer to me today.

“Then, where can I take you?”

“If you don’t mind, can I go home? I’m going to bed, but I’m actually a little scared….”

“It’s okay. You stayed up late today because of me, and of course I have to escort you.”

A date with a beauty in the middle of the night! What kind of cake is thishehe.