If We Keep This Up, I Might Fuck You at the Shop
Ah… what the hell? My skin kept feeling like it was being pulled taut…
Through the fog of half-consciousness, sensation slowly came flooding back. Someone was sucking on something—sharp, electric jolts kept racing from my balls straight up the shaft and into my skull.
I forced my heavy eyelids open and looked down. There was Dambi, drool spilling from the corners of her mouth, mindlessly sucking and licking and going completely feral on my telephone-pole cock.
“Mm-mmph.”
Sounded like she was asking if I was awake.
“Uh… what time is it?”
“Mmph-mmph.”
With my cock stuffed all the way into her mouth, whatever she mumbled this time was completely unintelligible. I glanced at the clock—past three already.
“Mm… morning sakkasi, huh?”
I propped myself up a little, using the pillow as a cushion, and leaned back to enjoy the view. The second I spread my legs even slightly, Dambi scrambled right in between them, teasing my crotch with her fingers while she hungrily worked my cock.
Calling it a morning blowjob felt a little off since it was broad daylight, but same difference, right?
After playing with and tasting my telephone-pole cock for a good long while, Dambi wiped the thick spit coating her mouth with the back of her hand. She eyed my dick with a filthy look, then pressed her watermelon tits together, sandwiched my cock right in the middle, and started rubbing.
“Ah… fuck, finally doing this for me.”
“Hehe… you wanted it like this?”
“Yeah… feels so fucking good, Yeong-eun…”
“I’ll make it feel even better, baby…”
Dambi shoved her mouth down over the head and started sucking, all while using her tits to grip the shaft snug and pumping them up and down at a rapid pace.
“Haa… haa… fuck, Yeong-eun…!”
My hands clenched tight. I grabbed her head and lifted my hips just enough to drive up into her. Her tit-fucking sped up and she sucked my cock like she meant to rip it off.
“Coming… coming… you fucking bitch~!!!!”
I felt something surge up from my balls, race along the shaft, blast through the head, and erupt with force. My lower body shuddered violently as I held her head and shoved my cock all the way to the root.
“Ghk… ghk…”
Dambi made choked, pained sounds, but instead of pulling off she forced herself even deeper, jamming my cock down her own throat. I felt the cum that had exploded out of me get gulped down past her mouth and sprayed straight into her throat.
“Hoo…”
After finishing the morning sakkasi, I caught my breath and savored the afterglow. The urge to just freeload at Dambi’s place permanently came surging up. Wake up every day to a blowjob, and the second my cock got hard, just shove it into Dambi’s pussy and creampie her. Perfect life.
“Good work… love you…”
“Love you too… kiss me… baby…”
It was a little gross knowing my cum had just gone into that mouth, but I couldn’t exactly refuse, so I pulled her in and laid a heavy kiss on her. Then Dambi stretched out beside me, rolling her arms as she worked out the kinks.
“You’re up early.”
“Yeah~ The second I woke up, your cock looked so handsome… I just couldn’t help myself… hehe.”
“You’ve never once said my face was handsome… but my cock is?”
“Yeah~ It’s so handsome… your face is… um…”
“Whatever, I already know… heh.”
“Your face is handsome too, baby~”
Dambi shoved her mouth against mine again and planted another kiss.
“Baby, we should eat, right?”
“Yeah… kimchi stew sounds good.”
“Mm~ I’ll wash up and make it for you~”
“You’ve got work today. That’ll tire you out.”
“It’s fine~ Let’s go wash, baby~”
This fucking bitch’s voice and mannerisms were so thick with aegyo I still couldn’t get used to it. But unlike the motel, this bathroom was tiny as hell—could the two of us even fit?
No choice. I got up and followed Dambi into the bathroom.
“Isn’t it tight? We’re both pretty tall… feels like it.”
“I’m fine~ I like it better this way. Hehe.”
“Guess we’ve got no choice… turn around, then.”
“Okay~”
Same as I’d done at the motel, I squeezed a generous amount of body wash into my palm and carefully worked it over every inch of the bitch—shoulders, waist, ass, thighs, all the way down to her toes. Then I gave her pussy and crotch the full service treatment, rubbing them soft and rinsing her clean. Not something I planned to do every single day, but after a morning sakkasi it felt wrong not to… and more than anything, I could see how much Dambi loved it.
Bad habits are a bitch to break once you start them…
Dambi returned the favor exactly the same way—shoulders, waist, ass, thighs, toes, all carefully soaped—then didn’t forget to service my cock, balls, and crotch, rubbing them with real care before rinsing me clean.
We stepped out of the bathroom, each grabbed a towel, and wiped each other down thoroughly. After pulling on underwear, I sprawled on the sofa in the room with the TV and quietly lit a cigarette.
Dambi changed into dolphin shorts and a tight T-shirt that made her tits pop, then rummaged through the fridge and started prepping the meal.
I’m loving this, but isn’t she overdoing it…
We looked so sickeningly lovey-dovey anyone would’ve sworn we were newlyweds. I wondered if going this far was really okay. Still, telling her to stop felt wrong, so I just let it ride and decided to enjoy it for now.
I watched a bit of TV until the food was ready—soybean paste stew with ground meat, fried eggs, and kimchi all set out. Dambi and I sat down together and demolished it.
Since we’d woken up early, we still had time left. We sat side by side on the sofa, groping each other’s bodies and killing time.
“Hey, dressing like that is just gonna get me hard again.”
“Do I look okay?”
Dambi had changed into her work clothes and come out looking ridiculously hot. Nothing special on paper—just the white skinny jeans I liked and a tank top that made her tits stick out—but damn.
I got up and walked over to her. Then I made the bitch face the wall, grabbed her ass, and squeezed hard.
“Take the pants off…”
“Again…?”
“Yeah… I think I need one more before we go. Keep going like this and I might fuck you at the shop.”
“That’s fine too, baby…”
Dambi undid her own belt, pulled down the zipper, and stripped the white skinny jeans and panties all the way to her ankles. Then she planted both hands on the wall, shoved her ass out, and tilted it up, getting into position.
“Fuck me… baby…”
I grabbed my already-throbbing cock and pressed it against her pussy—slick wetness met me immediately.
“You fucking bitch… you dressed like this on purpose, didn’t you? Why the hell are you this wet…”
“Just thinking about you makes me soak without even realizing… I’m going crazy, baby…”
I rubbed my cock against her pussy, teasing her—almost putting it in, then not—until I put power into my hips and shoved forward.
“Kh…”
“Hnnngh…”
Then I slowly pushed my hips forward and pulled back, savoring the taste of Dambi’s pussy.
“Two rounds in a row this morning… not giving that pussy to any Jimyeong customers today either…?”
“There’s one guy who said he’s coming… the kind who only comes to eat my pussy… I figure I should give it to him… but I wanted to give it to you first…”
“Yeong-eun only does the cutest shit… taming you was the best decision I ever made…”
“Me too… getting tamed by you feels so good… your cock feels so good… my pussy’s gonna burst, baby…”
I picked up the pace and drove hard into Dambi’s pussy.
“You like my cock that much…? Yeong-eun’s pussy grips so fucking good I just want more every time I have it…”
“Ahaang… me too… the more I take your cock the more I want it… fuck me hard, baby… haaang…”
I went into a full sprint, like I meant to punch straight through her pussy.
“Ah… fuck, my cock’s gonna snap… coming. Yeong-eun~”
“Euhang~ My pussy’s gonna burst~ Cum, baby~ Cum in my pussy~ Hnnngh~”
“Coming~~ you fucking bitch~~!!!”
“Euhhk~~!!!”
I felt my cum erupt deep inside Dambi’s pussy. Two animals in heat, not even thinking about going to work, stuck together like beasts and panting like dogs as they rode out the afterglow of the fuck.
“That was good… love you.”
“Yeah… baby, I love you too…”
I turned Dambi’s head and gave her a light kiss, then—still buried inside her—awkwardly shuffled sideways, rolled up some tissue, pressed it between cock and pussy, and slowly pulled out. Before the cum could start running, I quickly pressed the tissue against Dambi’s glossy pussy and wiped her clean.
Dambi rolled up more tissue, wiped her pussy again, pulled her panties and pants back on, then turned to face me and dropped to her knees.
“I’ll clean you up…”
She took my cock—still coated in pussy juice—into her mouth and gave it a thorough, devoted cleaning. The bitch was so lovable I reached out and stroked her hair.
“I’m gonna go rinse off real quick…”
“Okay~”
While Dambi went to the bathroom to clean up, I sprawled on the sofa, quietly lit a cigarette, and smoked. When the water sounds stopped, Dambi came crawling back out, sat beside me, and stuck a cigarette between her lips. I leaned in and lit it off mine like a lighter.
After sharing a good smoke, we grabbed a taxi and headed for Eden.
“I’ll come in five minutes.”
“Okay, hurry in~”
Dambi deliberately swayed her ass for my benefit as she disappeared from view. I crouched down, smoked one more cigarette, flicked the butt wherever, and followed her into Eden for my shift.
“Good afternoon, hyungnim!”
“Oh, you still haven’t clocked out?”
The horny Daytime Manager bastard greeted me with his usual over-the-top enthusiasm. Wonder if this fucker’s managed to tame at least one girl by now… Not my problem either way. I ignored him and headed for the counter.
“Good afternoon, hyungnim.”
Big Boss, Dongpal hyungnim, and Jeonghun were all there. I bowed at a full ninety degrees.
“Mm. You eat?”
“Yes, hyungnim. Already ate.”
“Company dinner after we close tonight. Just us—no girls.”
“What? Yes, hyungnim.”
The unexpected bullshit nearly made me jump out of my skin. A company dinner was always welcome news—until I heard “no girls,” and my interest died on the spot. Nothing on earth is more of a miserable fucking waste of time than a bunch of stinking-dick bastards sitting around pouring drinks for each other. My mood went to shit instantly.
I’d come to work light as air after a morning sakkasi and a full fuck, and now this shit…
What choice did I have? When they say jump, you jump. Fuck.
I checked the ledger and the reservation memo. Two-girl group booking at eight, listed in order: Hyeona, Hyojin, Eun-ha, Dambi. Pureum came in late, so once she showed it’d be five.
Dongpal hyungnim suddenly picked up the shop phone and dialed somewhere.
“One mackerel.”
Then he hung up and put the phone back. Probably one of those fucking bitches had ordered food.
Soon Jeongmin from day shift appeared in the hallway with the Daytime Manager, headed for the counter. They said their hellos, then piled into the elevator together like best friends and vanished. So the girl the Daytime Manager was pouring his entire soul into taming was that bitch Jeongmin. Go for it, you fuck. After all that effort he ought to have at least one girl tamed into a proper joj-jib by now. But does that bastard even know about the manager who got his jaw rearranged? Big Boss was glaring daggers at him and the little shit was still putting on airs.
A moment later a beep sounded with the alarm, and when I checked the CCTV, some old hag was standing there holding a tray covered with newspaper, looking around. I hit the round button to send the elevator up, waited at the entrance, and took the tray the second the doors opened. Only then did the old hag crack a tiny smile at the corner of her mouth and disappear. She used to bitch and moan—guess this was why, the fucking hag.
I carried the newspaper-covered tray toward the girls’ waiting room. The moment I stepped through the entrance, there was that bitch Hyojin in a black dress, brushing her teeth like her life depended on it. Something reddish that looked like a scrape on her knee caught my eye.
This fucking bitch really did get fucked by some dick last night… looks like she got railed from behind raw as hell, the bitch… and she won’t even give it to me.
I set the round tray down roughly just past the waiting-room threshold and tossed out a greeting.
“Hello~”
“Hi~”
“Hello, oppa~”
“Hello~”
Dambi greeted me like she was seeing me for the first time, all bright and cheerful. Eun-ha and Hyeona turned their heads, met my eyes, and said hello too. Hyeona came crawling out to pick up the tray, so she was probably the one who’d ordered it.
Out of nowhere Dambi shot to her feet, bolted to the fridge, pulled out an Americano, and handed it to me.
“Here~”
“Oh, thanks. I’ll enjoy it.”
Dambi came in close like she wanted to rub her tits against me. I turned to slip away—and Hyojin’s smooth thighs slid right into my field of vision. I could still feel Dambi standing behind me. Pretending to brush past Hyojin, I reached out, stroked her ass, and tried to play it off—only to find the bitch staring at me with axe-blade eyes. No choice but to say something.
“What, you don’t say hello?”
“What the hell, oppa!”
Hyojin snapped in that sharp, vicious voice of hers. I glanced back and caught Dambi wearing a strange expression as she turned and walked off. She’d definitely seen me stroke Hyojin’s ass. It wasn’t so much about making her realize that since she was giving her pussy to a Jimyeong customer today, I’d be taming Hyojin soon enough—I just saw it and touched it.
That soft, plush feel was still on my hand.
On the way back to the counter I brought the hand that had touched Hyojin’s ass up to my mouth. Ah… seeing that red mark on the bitch’s knee made me want to fuck her from behind so goddamn bad.
A little later a private message came in from Hyojin.
I deliberately called Dambi a bitch I was going to tame. Hyojin already figured Dambi was the top candidate for my primary joj-jib, after all.
A little later the eight o’clock reservation customers arrived. I dumped them in an empty room and called the girls’ waiting room. The counter sat wrapped in silence, with only the unfamiliar music from the playlist Jeonghun had put on still looping—hadn’t even finished one full cycle yet.
Past nine, Pureum finally showed up for her late shift. She already had a reservation waiting, so I followed her into the girls’ waiting room and spotted a bag in her hand. The bakery name printed on it made it clear she was planning to eat it for dinner.
“Pureum-ssi, call the counter when you’re ready. Customers should be here soon.”
Pureum heard my voice, stopped walking, and turned around.
“Oppa~ Just a second.”
She rummaged through the bakery bag and handed me a separately packaged box.
“Is this for me?”
“Yes~ I’ll get ready right away and call you~”
“Alright. Thanks, Pureum-ssi. I’ll enjoy it.”
Pureum crossed the waiting-room threshold, went inside, and handed out one piece of bread to each of the girls. But fucking hell—one piece each for those pussies, and mine looked like it had five or more in it.
I crawled back out to the counter and opened the box. Inside was a chocolate cake topped with strawberries. Dongpal hyungnim eyed it carefully, then spoke up.
“Mind if I try some?”
“Huh? Yes, hyungnim. Please, go ahead.”
Dongpal hyungnim pulled out a wooden chopstick and shoved a massive bite into his mouth. At the same time, Big Boss—who’d just gotten wrecked at internet poker—shot to his feet without even asking how many pieces there were, stared at the cake, snatched the chopstick from Dongpal hyungnim, and likewise jammed a huge bite into his mouth.
“Mm… fuck, this is goddamn delicious. Jin-sik, who gave you this?”
“Yes, hyungnim… Pureum gave it to me to eat.”
“Hey~ you little shit, does Pureum like you or something?”
“No, hyungnim. I don’t think it’s like that.”
Big Boss snorted a laugh and tossed it out like a joke. I fucking wish it were, you bastard.
A little later Pureum came out to the counter in a short dress, still holding the bakery bag, handed out one piece of bread each, and went back in.
“Fuck… Jin-sik, how come we only get one red-bean bun each?”
“Huh? I really don’t know, hyungnim.”
Big Boss dropped his voice low, staring at the red-bean bun Pureum had given him.
“Fucking hell. Pureum really likes you, doesn’t she?”
Unlike before, Big Boss had his eyes cut sideways, staring straight through me hard enough that the veins stood out clear. The kind of presence that said he could rearrange my jaw right then and there.
“Absolutely not, hyungnim.”
“Mm… that so? Fuck, this is bullshit, huh? Let’s go hit the sauna.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Big Boss and Dongpal hyungnim roughly chucked the red-bean buns Pureum had given them, got in the elevator, and left.
Ah… if she does shit like this, of course anyone looking would think she handed it over with other feelings involved. Of course I was happy Pureum gave me a boxed chocolate cake while only handing out one bun each to those other bitches and bastards. But Jeonghun didn’t seem to have a single thought about it—he just picked up the red-bean buns the hyungnims had thrown, stuffed them into his mouth with a big grin, sprawled in the counter chair, and went back to watching girl-group ass shots.