LOVE CATCH

After Fang Lang, the second trump card for attracting customers"

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked.Shibuya is not sure when to tell the truth to the president.

On the first Saturday in September, I received an invitation email from the president "I would like to treat you to lunch".Said it was a gift in return for being taken care of during the cold.Although I wanted to refuse, but after careful consideration, maybe this is a good opportunity.

I don't know how long the president's naming craze can last, the longer it drags on, the harder it is to have a chance to repent.It's better to tell him "I don't actually like you" now.He made up his mind to accept the invitation, and the president responded energetically, "I'm very happy. I'm looking for a delicious restaurant." Shibuya's mood suddenly became very heavy.

At one o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, I saw the president wearing a shirt, jacket and cotton trousers in the Rabbit Square that we had agreed to, looking fully armed.Shibuya wore a T-shirt and jeans given by Tomoya.The two went to the store by tram.When I said it was lunch, I thought I would go to a cozy place like a family restaurant, but I didn't expect it to be a high-end hotel that even Shibuya knows.A spacious hall, a huge three-meter-long illustration, and many foreign guests.The high-end atmosphere created by the hotel as a whole gives people a feeling of oppression, and Shibuya feels that he is a small circle.

The window on the top floor of the hotel.Although the scenery is good, it really can't calm down.Shibuya noticed the waiter kept looking at his T-shirt.There is a woman with big breasts printed on it, but Shibuya thinks that she should be fine when she is wearing a swimsuit. Is it really bad?

"Can you drink"

"Yes"

“The wine here is delicious”

The president asked the waiter to bring over two wine glasses.Hey, it's better not to drink during the day.

"I rode a bicycle to Rabbit Square. If you drink alcohol, you are driving drunk, so I can't drink."

"Then there is no other way." The president lowered his head, looking very sad.Seeing him like this, Shibuya knew that the wine was for him.Having said that, I don't want to be arrested for DUI.But if it's just a sip or two, it shouldn't matter to the extent that it will be put in the dish.

"...Since the opportunity is rare, I think I can have a few sips..."

The president's expression suddenly became clear.Although I feel that I don't have much research on wine, and I can't drink it at all, but I took a sip, and a rich and mellow fragrance permeated from the tip of my tongue.The taste is very smooth.

“It's delicious”

The president smiled heartily.

"It's great that you like it"

Although I only wanted to drink two sips at first, I finished the third sip before I knew it.The president drank his own wine, and the glass was emptied all of a sudden, he poured it for himself again, and then drank it like drinking water.In a blink of an eye the bottle was half empty.

"Last month, thank you very much."

Is it because he was drunk? The president's cheeks were slightly red.

"I'm really sorry for making you responsible for my meals in those few days. Thanks to your nutritious meals, my cold did not prolong. And the ice cream you bought is simply supremely delicious."

“It's great to eat something cold when you have a fever”

"You went out of your way to buy it and feed it to me...it makes me really happy. I haven't been treated so tenderly in a long time"

Unable to bear such fiery eyes from the president, Shibuya quietly looked away.

"I have a lot of family and taking care of the sick is not a big deal"

"But, I'm happy"

Although the dessert has already been served, the president is still drinking.He flicked the empty glass with his fingertip, and it toppled over, rolling onto the table on the other side of Shibuya.The president grabbed the cup again and stood it up.

"Did the president drink too much?"

"Maybe. But I'm so nervous..."

Why the hell should you be nervous?Could it be that even the president is a little afraid of the atmosphere of a high-end restaurant?

"I'm going to the bathroom." The president stood up as he said so, but immediately sat back down as if he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Are you okay?"

"Take it easy. I'm not drunk yet"

Sitting on the chair, the upper body of the president was dangling, not convincing at all.Maybe I have to take this drunk home.

"Actually, I booked a room in this hotel."

The president half closed his eyes and spoke.

"I want to spend some time in luxury. I'm a little sorry, but can I trouble you to send me back to my room?"

It would save a lot of trouble if you don't have to send the drunk home.Shibuya supported the president's shoulders and went downstairs to the lobby to check in.The booked room is 25 on the 2508th floor.Using the room card to open the door, Shibuya was taken aback by the luxury inside.

The room was about thirty stacks in size.On the left is a sofa and on the right a huge bed.The windows are also very large, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire Tokyo, even the Sky Tree (Tokyo Tower) which is far away from here.This room has probably included all the room layouts of the Shibuya house.

The occasional extravagance actually refers to living in such a room, and I really think differently from people with a lot of money.While thinking, Shibuya put the president on the bed.Then he heard his low voice: "You sleep here too?"

"I'm not drunk so it's okay"

His wrist was pulled unexpectedly, and Shibuya fell on the bed.You can see the ceiling, and next to it is the face of the president who is secretly looking at him.The wig is a little crooked.While thinking this way, the president's face suddenly approached.It's like a zoom lens for a camera.

Before he could understand what happened, his lips were touched by the other party when he noticed.Although they separated soon, the president's face was still very close to him.

That... just now was a kiss.It's almost like a mother gently caressing the forehead when coaxing the child.The way the president stared at him was different from before, full of masculinity.

"It's almost time for the two of us to have an adult relationship."

Although his voice was low, the president's wig was tilted to the right.It's like reading a surreal novel.

"It's the first time I've done that with a man, but I'll do my best."

"Come on... what do you mean?"

"Although I'm new, you might be a little uneasy. But I also prepared a lot, and I will try to imitate them well"

Kissed again.Although he had never done this kind of thing before, Shibuya gradually realized that he was in a scene with a bit of sex.

"That, that..."

"Although I am old, I may not be able to bring you 100% pleasure"

The president's hand was placed on Shibuya's chest, the feeling was very hot and very real.

"I will try my best not to hurt you"

"Why am I in pain?"

The president opened his eyes wide, then narrowed them again as if distressed.

"You are relatively young, so you should have a lot of experience. Although I am a little reconciled, I am a little more relaxed."

"what?"

In the next moment, Shibuya's T-shirt was rolled up.

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

Shibuya wailed, and the president jumped up as if frightened.Taking advantage of this moment, Shibuya pulled off his T-shirt and jumped off the bed.Just kidding, it's okay to have dinner and a date, but even if you kill yourself, you don't want to have sex with a man.

Shibuya rushed out of the room.Going to the right is the end, so I hurriedly turned back and rushed in the other direction.After finally seeing the elevator, I frantically pressed the "Down" button about ten times, and looked back. ...it doesn't seem to be catching up.

It wasn't until the elevator doors closed and the elevator descended that Shibuya breathed a sigh of relief.terrible.It's just too scary.There is no longer any danger of chastity. ... After confirming, he sighed, and finally calmed down and wanted to think about the current situation.In terms of physical strength, I am above the president.Although I escaped instinctively just now, if I seriously resisted, I couldn't do it.That said, there's nothing scary about it.

If we escape home like this, we will meet again tomorrow because we work in the same place.Absolutely embarrassing.Conversely, from the perspective of the president, the lover agreed to have dinner with him, and even took him into the room... In this way, isn't what happened just now very normal?In other words, did I give him hope but rejected him in the end?This is just too cruel.

The president is a very sensitive person.If you go back like this, it will definitely affect your work.I am already one head and two big.He dated the other party even though he didn't like it, and did a lot of unnatural things, and it ended up like this.

When I came to the stairs in the hall, I noticed that I was holding the room card tightly.Just return it to the front desk... Hesitantly, he sat on the soft chair in the lobby.It's better to talk to the president once.The other party also has a lot of dissatisfaction.Just say it all.To tell him that I actually don't like you.But it's scary when the two of you are alone.Fear is like a baseball thrown from afar.The president is not the kind of person who will force himself to have sex with him.No matter what happens, you can definitely escape.

Shibuya, who had made up his mind, walked back, stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and opened the door with his key card.The president was still lying on the bed, in the same posture as when Shibuya ran out.

"that……"

The man on the bed jumped up.The president's fist-permed wig was slanted to the right, and the sideburns of the wig had reached the corners of the eyes, just like those deformed paintings of Picasso, which shocked Shibuya.

"Yes, sorry..."

The president's fingers gripping the bed sheet were trembling.

"Correct