No matter how much of a terrible boss Ruben was, he at least maintained a five-day work week. Of course, when I worked at Manon’s Pleasure, there was no such thing as holidays. At most, I got two Mondays off per month. But once I started working as his secretary, I was able to have a real weekend for the first time in years.
So what does Ruben do on weekends when he doesn’t need a secretary? The answer was dating. I could tell that Ruben had been meeting girlfriends on weekends, or when he didn’t have a girlfriend, continuing casual encounters.
But now that I’m Ruben’s ‘girlfriend,’ Ruben has to date me. Sure enough, Ruben said to me on Friday evening.
“Let’s go on a date tomorrow.”
“Yes!”
I shouted without even thinking. Living together with Ruben is good. Sex is of course good too. But when I thought about it, I realized that aside from playing in the pool on the first day, we’d never had a proper date. We do eat lunch together at work every day, but that’s literally part of our work. Seeing as Ruben suggested a date, he must be thinking of something. What could he be planning to do? I nodded again, filled with anticipation.
“D-definitely, let’s d-date!”
“Your face is red. You like it that much?”
Ruben chuckled and touched my face. Ruben naturally sat next to me and then put his hand on my shoulder. Though he looked a bit uncomfortable because of my height.
“I like it…”
When I spoke softly and turned my head toward Ruben, he kissed me with that smiling face. It was a lewd kiss where he inserted his tongue into my closed lips and thickly entangled our tongues. At the same time, I could feel his hand that had been placed on my shoulder slowly sliding down.
‘…I don’t have breasts…’
Ruben had his arm around my shoulder and was trying to grab my chest with that hand. But unfortunately, I don’t have voluptuous breasts made of fat. I have pectoral muscles made of muscle… But more than anything, my shoulders were quite broad, so with Ruben’s arm length, it was impossible for him to reach down to my chest and grab it. If it had been a woman’s narrow shoulders, a slender body, by now he would have been kneading his girlfriend’s breasts to his heart’s content, but Ruben’s hand, pitifully, floundered around my collarbone area before moving away from my body.
“Haah…”
Ruben let out a small sigh and withdrew his tongue from my mouth. I couldn’t tell if his flushed face was from excitement or embarrassment at not being able to properly touch even his girlfriend’s breasts.
“…Want to bathe together?”
Ah, so it was from excitement. I inwardly cheered and covered my mouth as the corners of my lips rose on their own.
“Yes, I want to.”
My hypnosis skills seemed to be working well today too.
*
“Mmm…”
I embraced Ruben’s body, and this time I passionately kissed him. Ruben’s body, washed clean with warm water, had a higher body temperature than usual, and the situation of standing pressed together completely naked made it feel more erotic.
“Haha…”
“Why, why are you laughing?”
“Because you’re cute. You’ve seen my body… more than once or twice, but you got excited again…”
Saying that, Ruben reached out and swept my hair back. I flinched in surprise at the unfamiliar sensation, as I had maintained a hairstyle bushy enough to almost cover my eyes.
“What, why?”
“J-just, I’m… n-not used to… sh-showing my forehead…”
More than anything, I felt resistant about showing my whole face to Ruben. Ruben always hated my face. He especially said he hated seeing my eyes. He said they were gloomy and dreary eyes, and he almost never allowed me to look directly into his eyes. When he was in a bad mood, he always barked at me to kneel. When he said ‘position,’ I had to become a human chair with my elbows and knees on the floor. All of it was because Ruben hated my face, because he said he didn’t want to see my face.
“Why?”
“…Be-because I’m… u-ugly…”
I muttered, feeling my voice rapidly diminishing. I had hypnotized Ruben to see me as his lover, but I’d never told him to make me look beautiful. Because I knew I had a face infinitely far from Ruben’s tastes, honestly, if Ruben dumped me using my face as an excuse, I was even a little… just a very, very little bit prepared to humbly accept it.
“Ugly?”
“…Yes…”
“…You?”
When I nodded silently, Ruben closed his mouth for a moment. I hung my head deeply with the feeling of waiting for a death sentence. Ruben’s piercing golden gaze tormented me. Right now he was looking at my face. Apart from the status of ‘lover,’ I couldn’t even dare to look at him under a gaze that seemed to be purely evaluating what my face looked like.
Suddenly I started regretting everything. Aah, I should have made him see me as his ideal type rather than just a lover. No, should I have gotten plastic surgery in the first place? What should I do about my ugliness that even hypnosis can’t fix? If Ruben looked at my face objectively, evaluated me, and ultimately denounced even me as a ‘woman’ as ugly, I didn’t know what to do. I thought my heart would break.
“Ahahahaha!”
Ruben burst out laughing. At the unexpected reaction, I looked at him frozen. Ruben even bent his head and burst out laughing uncontrollably. Was what I said that funny? I couldn’t understand what was so funny. No, maybe I don’t need to know anymore. I’m destined to be dumped by Ruben after all. And for nothing other than the crime of being ugly!
“Wh-what, what’s so funny…”
“That, did you think that yourself? You’ve been living thinking that?”
“Y-you, you look like an angel, so you wouldn’t know… h-how miserable it is to be ugly…!”
“You’re really, truly… ha,”
Ruben stopped laughing and looked at me. When I lowered the bangs he had pushed up again because I couldn’t bear that gaze, Ruben firmly grabbed my wrist. Strongly, but not painfully.
“You’re pretty.”
“……………?”
I thought I’d heard wrong. Water was still flowing from the showerhead. Surely I must have heard the wrong thing, buried in the sound of the shower. When I carefully asked, “What did you say…?” Ruben said again with emphasis.
“I said you’re pretty.”
“M-me?!”
“Yeah. I like your face.”
“Y-you’re lying…”
Even setting aside being pretty, my voice trembled when Ruben said he liked my face. Ruben used to say very carefully, taking his time, and frequently, that I was ugly.
He had said he hated every part of my face. He even said he hated my expressions. He said my hair was too black and thick, like animal fur, that it was disgusting, and he’d even forcibly shaved it all off. Every time he saw me, he said I looked like shit.
He said his eyes would rot from looking at me. He told me not to even look directly at him. He said my face looked like it was made by gathering only the ugly aspects of each race. That was the Ruben he’d been. I thought I’d gotten used to it, but strangely, thinking about what he said back then… tears that didn’t even come out then were about to come out now.
“It’s not a lie.”
“……”
“I don’t lie about things like this.”
“…Wh-what part… do you like…?”
I asked in a crawling voice. Even in a hypnotized state, Ruben’s vision wasn’t distorted. I had never given him a command to see me as a pretty or handsome face. I’d only changed the way he defined me. I wanted to hear from Ruben’s own mouth that he really liked my face. I didn’t want to think that what he was saying was a lie to comfort his lover.
“Let’s see, I like everything so I’ll have to say it in order.”
Ruben chuckled and held my cheeks with both hands.
“First, your forehead. It’s clean and round and pretty.”
“……”
“And your eyebrows. They’re thick but the shape is neat and pretty. Do you get them done at a salon? I like how they make you look strong.”
“R-Ruben,”
“And your eyes. I originally prefer dark eyes over light ones. Your eyes are just like the night sky. When I stare at them quietly, I feel like I’ll fall in… When I look at them under bright light, they have a slightly blue tint… It’s unique. Should I say they’re sexy? Your eyes are quite large, aren’t they? They’re incredibly beautiful.”
Your nose bridge is sharp and high, which is nice. When we kiss, our noses might bump a bit but I like that too. Your lips have a nice shape. I want to kiss you every day. Your jawline has a nice shape and is sexy, so I like it.
I couldn’t collect myself at what Ruben was saying. I felt my breathing getting rough.
I couldn’t jump to conclusions about why Ruben was doing this to me. It could be that Ruben had deliberately insulted and demeaned me until now… but it could also be that the fact that I’m ugly is the truth, and his eyes are now rose-tinted. But, but, even so… I was happy. I was so happy.
“Who told you that you were ugly? What fucking blind bastard said that to my lover…”
‘That fucking blind bastard was you…’
Ruben stroked my cheek and then kissed me just like that. Feeling Ruben’s hand wrap around my back, I also embraced Ruben. When I stroked down his waist, a satisfied-sounding moan leaked from Ruben’s mouth.
“Hehe… You can believe what I say, Elbek…”
“Ruben…”
“Because… I don’t even get hard unless it’s you…”
