Fucking Kim would get me eighty-nine experience points just like that? It wasn't even a risky one, but the reward was so high. No—no, it was risky. She had a boyfriend, for fuck's sake. I couldn't just ruin their relationship like that. And besides, I had doubts Kim would even want me anyway. Tom was her guy, and from what I'd seen, she was into clever dudes. Tom wasn't exactly manly or built, but the guy was a damn genius.
If only this system had a stat called Intelligence or something. Maybe then I'd stand a chance. But—ah, fuck it. Kim was just the kind of woman who'd haunt my dreams. The kind I'd think about while jerking off at night. I could already picture it: my cock sliding between those thick thighs, my tongue pressed into her sweaty armpits, railing her from behind while yanking her hair back—
"Fuck. I'm getting hard," I muttered under my breath, shifting in the chair.
