The atmosphere froze. Yui stopped laughing and turned to the blonde girl next to her.
—Shi-chan! We already talked about this, don't call him that! —she exclaimed, a bit annoyed. Then she turned to Noah—. I'm sorry about this, don't take it seriously. She… just has a sharp tongue. Deep down, she's…
—Let it go, Yui. I'm just telling the truth. Or not, Mr. Vagabond? —the young woman interrupted arrogantly, fixing her purple eyes on Noah—. After all, you live on a bench.
The young man's lips tightened and he forced a polite smile. He slightly regretted helping her two days ago; maybe he should have let those thugs drag her into some bushes to teach her a lesson and make her drop that shitty attitude. Unfortunately, the crime would have happened near where he slept, which could attract the police and cause unnecessary problems. So he had no choice but to scare off those guys. It wasn't hard; they weren't as dangerous as the ones who harassed Airi.
Of course, unlike the brunette with pigtails, after helping her, the fucking bitch only paid him back with a condescending and arrogant taunt. Luckily Yui was with her and managed to calm him down by offering him money and, even better, the chance to earn more.
She asked him to carry some packages, which was no problem thanks to his physique, and then the black-haired girl offered him a job.
—I didn't think this bitch worked here —the young man muttered under his breath.
Yui, who was still arguing with Shiori, stopped when she noticed a short, overweight middle-aged man watching them from the doorway. Noah saw him and prepared to greet him; after all, he was the boss. The man just looked at him with disgust and annoyance before turning around and leaving.
Shiori also left after talking to Yui. From her expression, it was clear she wasn't happy. Noah sighed as he approached, asking cautiously:
—Didn't your father agree? —he remembered the man's look.
Yui blinked, confused, before replying:
—You mean the man who came in a moment ago? Hehe, that's my uncle. He works here too.
Noah relaxed. If he wasn't the owner, there was no problem; he didn't care about working with hateful coworkers. It wouldn't be the first time.
—Come on. You won't wear a uniform today. I'll talk to my dad to get one in your size —Yui continued, urging him to follow her.
A short while later, they entered the warehouse, where Noah would start his first day.
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Noah had underestimated his damn coworkers. As a first task, the fatty assigned him to organize the inventory, but just as he had started, he came over to tell him he had the order of the boxes wrong and that they had to go somewhere else.
"Why the hell didn't you explain that first?" the big guy thought, gritting his teeth as he started over.
Then he had to clean the store with the annoying blonde Shiori, who didn't stop criticizing his cleaning method, claiming he didn't know how to use a mop. Noah wanted to curse; he had worked in restaurants and butcher shops. He was sure he had more experience with a mop than all of them in that store combined. Still, he just nodded, forcing a calm smile.
When Shiori criticized him again for "scaring the customers," Noah couldn't keep up the facade. Luckily, his shift ended and he left, saying a "polite" goodbye while muttering a few curses. The way back was just as boring.
Back at the park, while thinking about renting a room with his first paycheck, he unexpectedly ran into Airi.
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The blonde was wearing a very eye-catching white outfit. She had a short top that proudly showcased her far-from-modest chest, and a miniskirt that left her attractive, soft, thick thighs visible. It didn't seem like appropriate clothing for that hour, especially since it was starting to get cold. Besides, she had been harassed not long ago. Noah was surprised by the young woman's mental fortitude.
—Where have you been! I waited here all afternoon! —she exclaimed, hitting him with her small purse. Then she continued in an almost inaudible whisper—. I was scared, you idiot…
Noah could only apologize.
—Ehmm… and to what do I owe this honorable visit? —he asked with a theatrical air, inviting her to sit on his bench.
Airi settled very close to him, and the light scent of her perfume floated towards the young man.
—I talked to Sana yesterday and she told me she brings you food. She couldn't come because her parents showed up unexpectedly at her apartment. So… —she murmured, turning and extending a lunchbox to him—. It must be cold by now —she added with a sad hint, trying to pull her hand back.
Noah was a bit surprised but accepted the gesture with a smile and a "thank you." He started eating while mulling over what he had heard. He sighed internally, thinking he had dodged a bullet by not staying at Sana's house. Then he shot a sideways glance at the blonde.
Airi watched him eat with a slight blush. Her body was pressed against his. Apparently, Sana had not only told him about the food; it was obvious the girl had come expecting something more.
Noah hesitated. He wasn't in the mood; the bitch from work had ruined his day. Just thinking about her made his blood boil.
"Blonde," he thought as Airi's pigtails swayed in the wind. A somewhat malicious idea crossed his mind. He hesitated for a few seconds, but finally decided to go through with it.
He swallowed the last of the lunchbox, leaned down, and whispered something in her ear. Airi blushed; she made a move to get up, but feeling Noah's hand on her shoulder, she stopped and obediently snuggled against him. Both stood up and walked in a certain direction.
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At a certain motel.
The sound of skin against skin echoed in the room. The air was heavy, and an obscene smell filled the environment.
Airi had her face buried in the pillow, her hips raised as Noah rubbed against her forcefully, pushing into her.
With each thrust, the blonde's white ass cheeks rippled and reddened, as if he had slapped them. With each push, Airi's mouth let out a vulgar sound, halfway between a choked cry and a moan.
—Ooh! ♡ Ohh! ♡ Ohh! ♡ Ahhhh! ♡
Noah enjoyed the view as he held the blonde's pigtails with one hand. He wasn't usually this rough, but seeing the color of Airi's hair, the annoyance he felt for that bitch Shiori took over.
The girl's vaginal flesh, covered in fine bumps, enveloped Noah's member with immense pleasure, twisting lasciviously, trying to squeeze his cum.
He gripped Airi's hips, pistoning forcefully into her vagina, while his hand slapped those fleshy ass cheeks before ejaculating repeatedly, not just in her pussy, but in her womb as well.
When the ejaculation ceased, he caressed the ass in front of him with both hands as he withdrew his member. He watched the young woman's body trembling on the bed as cum dripped from her pussy.
Noah sighed, a bit tired. How many times did they do it? Three? Four? He doubted as he tried to remember before tilting his head, wondering what words he would use to apologize to Airi. He felt a little guilty for using her as an outlet for his anger.
Noah lifted the young woman's head. The blonde's face was messy, with a thread of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth and a dazed look in her eyes. He thought for a few seconds before caressing the young woman's messy hair and kissing her lips. He remembered she loved kisses, so he decided to try that.
Airi's tongue playfully danced against his with pleasure as clarity slowly returned to her eyes.
Noah parted their lips, leaving a silver thread between them.
—Ehmm, are you okay? I'm sorry for being so rough. I had a... bad day —he whispered, caressing her face tenderly.
Airi, smitten, rubbed her cheek against his huge hand, but her expression changed when she saw some blonde hairs on the bed. Her mind cleared completely, and she became furious. "It was her hair!" she thought. She wanted to scream or complain, but she could only bite her lip. After all, she had enjoyed the act, perhaps too much...
—Sana, you liar! —she whispered, remembering what she had told her—. This time there was no spray, and I still ended up doing...
Her face turned a deep shade of red as she looked at the young man in front of her, who continued to caress her. "I guess we're compatible," she thought. She couldn't find any other logical reason.
—Hump, I forgive you. But... next time... warn me first —she murmured, her voice getting lower and lower.
Noah was surprised; he didn't expect her to forgive him so easily. He had never been very popular, and, after all, he had fucked her while holding her by the pigtails...
Seeing her blushing face, with her eyes bright and wet, he could only continue to caress her before turning her over and spreading her legs. He thought that, at the very least, he should end the night by making love to her affectionately.
Soon, the room was filled again with the blonde's sweet moans.
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Late at night, in the back of the mini-market.
An obese man watched his computer screen. On it, a young blonde woman was changing clothes. Her beautiful curves, the bounce of her breasts... everything was being recorded.
The man licked his lips as he switched videos. The lascivious smile on his face vanished for a second as he remembered the big guy his stupid niece had brought to the store. Having another man working there was a problem; Shiori might ask for help.
—It's a good thing they don't get along —he murmured, confident—. It seems I won't have to make an effort to get rid of him.
He turned his attention back to the video. An erection was visible under his pants.
—When should I make my move? —he whispered, his eyes gleaming as he watched the blonde's enormous breasts—. I should hurry. It's been a long time since I've touched such an appetizing little pussy. When was the last time?
A little excited, he searched through his saved folders. He soon played a video where he was having fun with the store's previous employee, imagining what he would do with Shiori.