She Likes to Go Out 227

Chapter 227 – Episode 227. Ep.61 in the Subway, With a Faceless Helper – 2 (1)

Joohee checked her appearance in front of the mirror in the room.

Today, J gave her instructions on how to go out, but he didn’t video call her and pick out her outfit.

So she picked out her clothes herself and stood in front of the mirror, just like she did when she went out alone.

White blouse and black skirt.

Normally well-dressed.

Although she wasn’t wearing a bra, the blouse was a bra-less item that wasn’t noticeable.

Still, the skirt was quite short, giving it a slightly sexy vibe.

She chose to wear an H-line skirt instead of the flowy ones she usually prefers.

It wasn’t anything particularly meaningful, and since I was planning to take the subway during work hours, I thought it would be nice to create a slightly office-like atmosphere.

She imagined herself working at the company like this.

Wouldn’t people notice why I’m wearing something so short…

Even though the skirt was tighter than what she usually wore, her backside was in great shape when she bent down a lot.

Unlike the mature and sexy outerwear, the cute light pink panties were slightly exposed, creating an unbalanced atmosphere.

I was a little concerned about wearing panties that didn’t match, but I didn’t have much of a choice since I didn’t have any panties to wear right away.

So I just went out as is.

The day is still bright.

It’s Friday evening time.

After eating dinner a little early, I washed up and got ready to go out right away.

So I ended up going outside during the rush hour.

J wanted her to take the subway at this time.

There must be a lot of people.

As far as she knew, the subway was especially crowded during rush hour on Fridays.

As she was heading to the subway station at this time, she naturally remembered the time when she had to ride a crowded subway.

She enjoyed the breathtaking thrill of riding a subway full of people while wearing somewhat vulgar clothes.

Then she met J for the first time and came here.

I think it was Friday then too.

He just touched me from behind.

She was dizzy and remembered that time, and her back started shaking without realizing it.

She then tried not to think about anything else and headed to the subway station.

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Joohee got on the subway.

Sure enough, as expected, it was full.

It was like that from the first time I got on the train, but after one or two stops, the train was so full that I had to squeeze in among the people.

Is that person riding with me?

What are you trying to get me to do today?

Before getting on the subway, I sent a message to J saying I was going to catch the train like last time.

He sent a short, one-character reply as usual.

I thought there would be people around watching, as always, but I wondered if that was possible with so many people.

I’m just nervous for no reason.

Is it because I remembered being molested by J in the past while coming here?

Even though I wasn’t dressed particularly vulgarly, I was somehow excited.

When I came to my senses, I found myself being pushed and pushed by people around me all the way to the door.

In that situation, I felt an unnecessary strange feeling because my body was touching other people.

It seemed like it was the same situation as before.

It’s because I’m thinking strange thoughts for no reason.

She tried to calm her mind, but on the day she went out after receiving J’s call, her heart continued to pound because nothing had happened.

I’m sure they’re trying to make me do something embarrassing.

She was secretly holding her beating heart and constantly checking to see when her cell phone would ring.

How many stops did you pass on the subway?

“Huh…”

Juhee let out a small moan without realizing it.

It was because I felt something touching my butt.

Although it was something that touched my skirt, the warmth I felt made me think it was someone else’s body rather than a bag or something.

No.

It’s probably not like a pervert.

Even back then, I had never been victimized.

I was surprised by the sudden contact, but since there were so many people on the train, I thought I might have been pushed around and touched my thigh or arm for a moment.

But soon that thought changed.

The thing touching my buttocks was moving slowly.

I couldn’t see it with my eyes because it was behind me, but it was definitely someone’s hand.

It was a move that could not possibly be considered a mistake.

Clearly someone was groping her butt.

No way…

Joohee checked her cell phone just in case.

There was no new message from J.

I guess J is the only one who would do something so bold.

Since she wasn’t wearing particularly vulgar clothes, it didn’t seem likely that she would be the target of a pervert.

In reality, she had never experienced an unfamiliar pervert other than J.

He knew she was on this train, so she was right to think he was the one touching her ass.

He had approached her secretly a few times before and placed his hands on her body.

But if not… ?

What if I’m really being molested?

However, since J had left no contact, a ray of doubt remained in a corner of my mind.

The fear that I was truly a scary pervert could not completely go away.

I keep touching my butt.

It feels strange…

She focused on her senses, wanting to make sure that the hand touching her was the same one she had felt before.

However, it was impossible to figure out who the opponent was just based on hand movements.

As she was concentrating on her hand touching her buttocks, a strange feeling of excitement was growing in her mind.

What was scary, and what felt good was pleasant.

How…

Hands inside… ?

The man standing right behind Joo Hee moved his hands gracefully.

Other people around her were touching her however they wanted without her noticing at all.

The hand that had been resting on the hip of her skirt moved further down and traced the exposed thigh beneath the hem of the short skirt.

Then, she slowly lifted her skirt and started moving upwards.

Unlike what she usually wore, the tight hem of her skirt rolled up her legs.

It may not be visible because it is below people’s line of sight, but my heart trembles as more parts are exposed to the outside.

Seeing her lift her skirt like this, it was clear that the other person was really a pervert.

She hoped it was J and not another scary, bad person.

Ah… But isn’t J also a scary and bad person? … ?

“… !”

Joo Hee couldn’t continue thinking about the question that came to her mind.

This was because the hand that had been creeping up her inner thigh had suddenly reached under her buttocks.

She flinched at the dizzying sensation.

Why am I excited?

I feel good about being molested on the subway…

The man’s hand was not satisfied with just reaching below his buttocks.

He grabbed the hem of her skirt with his hand and pulled it up.

The skirt was pushed up and sat crumpled over her hips.

Thanks to that, half of my panties were exposed.

The man’s hands were groping her defenseless buttocks and panties.

I felt even more embarrassed because my panties were light pink and did not match my outerwear. Even though no one is watching.

Without any resistance, she twisted her waist at the touch and let out a heated breath.

Now that I think about it…

Why isn’t she putting up any resistance?

In a way, it was an opportunity.

Perverting was definitely a bad thing.

Maybe enough for her to be caught by the police.

If the other person is J, what better opportunity would there be for her to escape from him?

There were so many people that if she shouted, she wouldn’t be able to escape.

She took this opportunity to escape from J, who was threatening her and making her do a lot of embarrassing things.

Haha… Her hand went all the way into her panties… !

The man’s touch did not stop, whether he knew what was going on with her or not.

Her hand pulled down her panties and went inside, groping her bare buttocks.

Contrary to the thoughts that came to her mind, she was ecstatic about the touch.

She went beyond that and even expected her to do even more.

“Huh… !”

At that time, the train shook for a moment.

Juhee was pushed closer to the door by the weight of the people.

My breasts that touched the glass of the door were compressed inside my blouse.

Her heated body accepted the pressure as pleasure.

The man was pressing her from behind as if he knew she was in a good mood.

I also liked the feeling of being trapped by a man’s body.

[I’m not avoiding it.]

I thought the man’s hand inside my panties had stopped, but a message arrived at his cell phone.

As expected, the man closely behind her was J.

Juhee realized that fact and was relieved.

What a relief…

Being molested is the same.

[I wonder how long I will last.]

Joo-hee felt a little relieved after seeing that the other person was J. For a moment, Joo-hee felt her heart tighten.

How far are you going to go?

This wasn’t the first time I rode J’s hand in such a crowded subway.

When I first met him, the situation was the same as it is now.

At that time, he even touched her private parts, and when her door opened, he let her down.

Is it possible to do even more than that?

For some reason, it seemed like J could do more without being noticed.

What is it?

What are you expecting?

Why are you hoping not to get caught?

At that time, the cell phone he was holding vibrated again.

[Talk to me as if you were my boyfriend.]

Juhee’s eyes widened as she confirmed J’s subsequent command.

You talk to me like you’re my boyfriend.

What kind of command is this?

[3]

[2]

As I hesitated because I couldn’t understand the English sentence, the scary count immediately followed.

“Oh, brother…”

Joohee first opened her mouth.

She was pushed against the door by J, almost like a back hug, so she couldn’t move.

So I just turned her head slightly to the side and said.

That was enough to make it seem like she was giving J her word.

[1]

As if saying it wasn’t enough, a countdown message followed.

“There are too many people. Right?”

I didn’t know if I should say anything more, so I spit out whatever came to mind.

Then, as if responding to those words, J lowered his face onto her shoulder.

Then he lightly stroked her head with the hand that was not touching her buttocks.

If she does this, she might seem like a real lover…

She realized why J had made her do this.

Even if the two people’s skinship seemed excessive to the people around them, it created an opening for them to escape.