K-chan is a bright and articulate girl, a pure and adorable beauty with the demeanor of a class president—serious, polite, and well-mannered. I work as the manager of a certain cosplay café, though the parent company is a notorious black enterprise, and honestly, I’ve been wanting to quit. The only reason I keep going is the chance to interact with young girls.
Since the café is a female-dominated environment, I have to be careful as the only middle-aged man around. But during interviews held in the office, it’s just me and the girl—perfect for hidden cameras that go unnoticed. I do inform them beforehand that filming takes place, but most girls don’t really register the camera’s presence.
K-chan has glossy black hair and fair, radiant skin. She’s previously worked part-time at an izakaya and enjoys talking with people. She’s into cosplaying and doesn’t mind wearing sexy outfits. For me, the thrill lies in dressing such a serious, innocent girl in provocative costumes.
During the interview, I used a camera hidden beneath the desk to capture upskirt shots. With low-positioned indirect lighting, I got a clear view of her panties. After upgrading to a high-sensitivity camera, the details became crystal clear—her plump, snow-white thighs and pink panties perfectly framed in the shot.
Next, I had her change into the café’s uniform—a short-skirted cosplay outfit and a risqué sailor dress. I subtly guided her to positions where the camera could shoot from below, giving me a full, unobstructed view of her panties. That moment was unbearably erotic.
After two costume changes, we moved on to swimsuit fitting for body measurements. While the official reason is tailoring perfect cosplay outfits to each girl’s physique, in reality, it’s just an excuse for me to touch their bodies freely.
She looked hesitant in the tiny swimsuit, but I pressed on regardless. She says she only exercises in gym class, yet her body is incredible—tight, toned, and flawlessly fair-skinned. Her firm, perky breasts are ideal for cosplay.
As I gently touched her during measurements, pretending to check muscle tone, I softly groped her. She shyly flinched away, but her skin felt as smooth as it looked—absolutely exquisite. When I pulled her close to measure her waist, she avoided eye contact but tried to stay composed.
She giggled, “It’s embarrassing ’cause my stomach’s sticking out,” rubbing her flat belly. She doesn’t realize she’s being groped by a strange older man, still thinking this is just part of the measurement process. When I ran my hands over her ass, she twitched slightly but laughed it off, “It’s embarrassing ’cause my butt’s big lol,” seemingly ignoring the harassment.
To measure her bust, I placed the tape over her swimsuit and let my hands roam over her breasts, savoring their softness. When I kneaded them, her body jerked briefly, but she quickly smiled and stayed cooperative. She’s surprisingly tolerant of sexual harassment.
Getting bolder, I pulled her swimsuit aside and started twisting her nipples. “Hey, hey lol,” she protested, trying to fix her top, but I kept going, teasing her with promises of a higher hourly wage. Her pink, hardened nipples were incredibly erotic. When I apologized for going too far, she simply said, “I just feel a little embarrassed lol,” forgiving me with that same generous attitude.
As I measured her bust, waist, and hips, I touched every part of her. It’s rare to have the chance to grope such a pure, kind-hearted beauty. She endured everything in silence, though I could see her nipples stiffen from my touch.
If this can help even a little with her living expenses, then I’ll continue selling these recordings—the only pleasure this insignificant manager has. Runtime: 25 minutes 01 second. Resolution: 1920x1080. Format: mp4.
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