Employee Training
Lately, something about Mom had been off. It was nothing more than a vague hunch, but Minju was sure of it.
"Hey, Minju. About today... um, when do you think you'll be home?"
"I don't know. I'll study at cram school and come back, so... around eight, probably?"
For one thing, she'd become extremely particular about Minju's coming-home time. Of course a mother would worry about her daughter, and she'd asked about it before — but asking every single time Minju left the house, with that vaguely anxious look on her face, was a little strange.
"S-so, Minju. If you think you might come home early, you have to let Mom know ahead of time, okay? You got that? You have to."
"...Yeah, sure. Whatever."
Second: she insisted, over and over, that Minju contact her before coming home. To a degree that was starting to feel oppressive.
"...By the way, Mom. Your style's changed lately, hasn't it? You never used to dress like that."
Third: lately, Mom had been wearing clothes that weren't particularly revealing, and yet somehow put every curve of her figure on full display. She'd never done that before.
"I-is that so? I, uh, I hadn't really noticed... Minju, do you... not like it?"
"No, I mean... if you like it, that's what matters."
The thing was, Mom didn't seem to like it much herself. The way she kept fussing with her own clothes, the way she flinched and tried to cover up the moment she felt someone's eyes on her — it all looked painfully awkward, no matter how you sliced it.
Those were just the things that came to mind immediately. Factor in all the other little changes in her everyday behavior, and it was obvious something was wrong with Mom.
Did she get a boyfriend?
Dad had been gone for a fair while now. It wouldn't be unnatural. Minju wasn't the type to pick apart her mother's private life, and even if a new dad entered the picture, she'd... well, "happily" might be a stretch, but she'd take it in stride. Ideally after she started college, though.
Is that it? She's being extra careful because she's worried I'll notice?
If that were the case, all the secrecy was only making it more obvious. She'd be better off just being honest about it.
I should sit her down and talk about this properly sometime.
With that thought, Minju opened the front door.
As if he'd been waiting for her, a man standing outside greeted her with forced familiarity.
"Oh, hey. Running into you again today. Heading to school?"
"Ah, yes."
This guy had been popping up a lot lately. Minju hadn't known him from anyone, but apparently he was the man who lived next door. She'd heard the neighbor was a shut-in — but he didn't seem like one.
Lately he'd been acting like they were acquainted, and it made her extremely uncomfortable.
"You study hard, okay? Gotta land a good job someday. Just like your mom, yeah?"
"Ah, yes..."
She didn't bother pointing out that her mom was a housewife. Judging by the empty garbage coming out of his mouth, he was clearly the type who had zero actual interest in other people and just said whatever came to mind. A busybody.
Lately... everything around me feels a little off.
And this was supposed to be a crucial time in her life, too. Chewing over that small complaint, Minju left the apartment behind and set off for school — unaware of the sticky gaze lurking at her back.
Slurrrp, nngh, shluck... mmnhaaaah... slurp... nngh.... ffwh...
"Ohh, ooooh... haaah, that's good. It's barely been a week since I taught you how to suck cock, and you're already getting the hang of it. You've got talent, lady. That first day you kept scraping me with your teeth — it was a whole disaster."
"Heheh. Isn't that all thanks to the boss's training?"
"That so? I don't feel like I did much of anything."
"Mmngh..."
Once Minju left for school, Chanho and his secretary occupied Yeonhee's house as a matter of course. The pretext was employee training. Or rather, by their logic, this house was already their place of business — so there was no reason they couldn't come in.
In the days since it had been decided that Yeonhee would become Chanho's employee, he had been violating her however he pleased under the guise of staff orientation. Like this.
"Aaah, I'm about to cum. I taught you what to do when a customer finishes, right? Do it well."
The instant he announced it, without a second of delay, Chanho's semen shot straight down into Yeonhee's stomach like filthy water being sucked into a drain. The nauseating sensation of a half-solid liquid forcing its way, gulp after gulp, down her esophagus. Yeonhee clenched her fists and endured it.
"Yeonhee really is a fast learner. The boss's loads are huge — finishing every drop can't be easy."
Soyeong's admiration sounded like nothing but mockery to Yeonhee. Was there a woman alive who'd be happy to be praised for something like this?
"Nngh, khhhnn..."
The waterfall of cum that had seemed like it would never stop finally cut off. After catching her breath, Yeonhee sucked up even the leftover semen clinging inside the head of his cock. That was how she'd been taught.
"That's it, that's it. Good girl. Your manners are excellent. At this level, I could put you in front of other customers without a second thought."
"Truly living by the spirit of 'I only serve what I've personally tasted.'"
Go ahead and run your mouths. Yeonhee shot them a sidelong glare, chewing on the humiliation. Not that they could see it from that angle.
It had been nothing but agony for Yeonhee, but the fellatio still wasn't finished. Having licked his cock clean until not a drop of semen remained, she carefully pulled it from her mouth, then bowed her head to Chanho and offered her thanks.
"Thank you sincerely for feeding me your delicious semen. I hope there was nothing lacking in Yeonhee's service."
"Mm. That's it. After all, the completion of service is courtesy, don't you think? Your mouth-pussy was decently useful. Good job."
Chanho patted her on the head like he was praising a dog. Being treated like this by a man who had to be at least ten years younger. Humiliating.
"Let's see. Mouth-pussy service is more or less on track. Usable enough. Next thing to check... right. Get into the bitch-pussy pose."
"Nngh..."
Even as she bit down hard on her lip, Yeonhee obediently stood up and spread her legs wide. Doing that while completely naked naturally put every inch of a woman's most private parts on full display — but that was the entire point, so covering up wasn't an option. Hands behind her head, knees slightly bent.
She'd rather not have known this, but apparently this man called the position the bitch-pussy pose. A man vulgar down to the very cells of his brain.
"That's it. No more resistance even to getting into the bitch-pussy pose. The first time, you whined endlessly about not wanting to do it."
"...It's not like I have a choice."
"Well, true... I don't particularly care, but you know you have to put on a better face when you're serving customers, right? Make an expression like that and you'll drive away the ones you've already got."
"That's right. Come on, smile~"
Soyeong circled behind Yeonhee and used her fingers to force a smile onto her face.
"That stiff face of hers just won't loosen up. The look of someone who hates it is pretty hot in its own way, though..."
"She's not there yet. Once we gather enough energy, we can lower her sense of chastity a bit, or crank up her sensitivity. Everything takes time to build up, you know? Enjoy it at your own pace."
"Yeah, that's true. Well, her face still looks like they'd erect a chastity monument in her honor, but her pussy's already getting used to a new man."
He shoved a finger into the housewife's cunt. Yeonhee instinctively shuddered and tried to pull away from it — fat chance. A pussy that had, until just a few days ago, grown tight from forgetting men entirely was now loose enough to easily take two or three of Chanho's fingers.
"Is it because it's a married woman's pussy? She got used to it fast. There's a reason companies specifically hire people with experience, huh?"
Chanho's fingers slid in with a wet sound, probing deep and tapping at her innermost spots, layering on the stimulation. He still wasn't used to handling a woman, and he hadn't perfectly mapped Yeonhee's erogenous zones either — but her body, responding to nothing more than the rough caresses of youthful vigor, grew hot against its owner's will.
"Nngh... nh... hah..."
"Ohh, there it is, pussy juice coming out. Pouring out in streams. The first time I had to rub her for ages just to squeeze out a little. I guess once you get older, you start missing a young guy's cock, huh?"
Yeonhee snapped her head away, as if refusing to hear the unpleasant man's nonsense. In her own way, it was a show of resistance — but in this state, it just looked like she was being tsundere, which only made her cuter.
"A married woman with a bit of bite to her... that's got its own flavor, I guess. If I list her cheap, there'll be no shortage of guys lining up to try her. Use that to gather energy, remodel her slowly, and there won't be any problems. Okay."
Chanho pulled his fingers out of Yeonhee's pussy with a wet slide. Her cunt, as if pining for a departing lover, dripped honey with devoted earnestness — and Chanho decided to properly repay that devotion.
"Shall we do some sex training, then, same as usual? Here, I'll stand my cock up for you. Go ahead and service it. A sex entertainer needs to serve her customers actively, after all."
"Haaah..."
Yeonhee didn't resist. She just wanted this all to be over as quickly as possible. She glanced at the clock. It was around two in the afternoon. The morning had been spent receiving some ridiculous lesson from that secretary on The Mindset of a Sex Entertainer, and from the afternoon onward she'd been toyed with by this man.
Six hours until Minju comes home. Plenty of time.
But there was a real chance Minju might come back a little earlier than usual. Factoring that in, call it seven. Subtract time to air out the smell, tidy the house, and handle the various chores, and the time limit would tighten further.
Finish this so-called training as fast as possible and get back to her daily life. Tomorrow the same painful days would start all over again, but that was no reason to let today be ruined.
Even if we do it, it'll only be an hour or two. Let's get this over with.
With that thought, Yeonhee lowered her hips — never imagining for a second that Chanho would spend a full five hours enjoying her pussy without pause.