At This Rate, Those Two Are Really Gonna Fuck
“This way, boss.”
I took over the customer who’d just finished his session with Eun-ha, hit the elevator button, and waited with my hands clasped behind my back. I’d already pressed it ahead of time so it would be ready when they came out, but some assholes had hopped on at the fourth floor and left the car sitting down on the first. I found out later that one of the CCTV feeds covered the fourth-floor entrance counter; the whole floor was an ancient, decades-old motel. Those two had probably been going at it hard since early evening.
“Eun-ha, right?”
“Yes, that’s correct, boss.”
The customer suddenly struck up conversation. Fucking bastard. I was already awkward enough—just shut your goddamn mouth and get lost.
“The girl’s really nice and pretty~”
“Yes. Please visit us again next time, boss.”
When the elevator doors opened I jerked my chin, gesturing for him to hurry up and get the hell in. The bastard looked like he wanted to say more, but after seeing my shitty attitude he closed his mouth and disappeared.
Fucking piece of shit, pissing me off…
I don’t have the soft personality to sit there smiling while some asshole raves about pussy I haven’t even gotten to eat yet.
Back at the counter I dropped into the mesh chair, lit a cigarette, and sat quietly. I needed to create some decisive opening, but nothing good was coming to mind. All I could think about was Eun-ha’s ass and those fat nipples—fucking her from behind, from the front, from the side. Dambi’s ass and nipples were excellent too, of course, but there’s a clear difference between pussy you can eat anytime and pussy you can’t. They always say the fruit you can’t reach looks sweeter.
I unlocked my phone and sent a message to the group chat.
A moment later the read count of 2 vanished at the same time and the bitches replied.
They’d clearly been waiting for me to say something. Five girls had already worked today and it was still pretty slow; they had to be bored. It was almost midnight and Eun-ha had only sucked two cocks so far.
Hmm… plenty of other things left, you fucking bitch. Let’s ignore Hyojin for now.
In every customer room there was one notice on the clear glass before the shower and another on the wall by the bed—service time, no rough fingering, no full sex, wash thoroughly, and especially scrub cock, balls, and asshole hard. Of course those were just written for show; rough fingering and full sex happened all the time whether anyone admitted it or not. Filthy fucking whores like Hyojin were exempt from every single rule anyway.
This fucking bitch strips naked and sucks cock all night then still plays coy. I’m gonna split that pussy open.
I opened the browser on my phone, found a rimming gif—someone spreading an asshole wide and licking it like it was delicious—downloaded it, and dropped it in the group chat.
Ah… fucking bitch, shut the hell up already, you piece of shit.
Fuck, this is shitty. Eun-ha’s gone silent. I’m getting a bad feeling this is about to go south.
I quickly switched to Eun-ha’s private chat, typed a message, and hit send.
The 1 disappeared but no reply came. Over in the group chat that fucking Hyojin was foaming at the mouth, tearing into me without mercy.
Suddenly the topic took a weird turn.
I switched back to the group chat. Hyojin was still frothing.
Hyojin messaged me privately.
She talked big but it looked like she still hadn’t spilled to Eun-ha about jerking me off in the first-team room. Good. Keep your fucking mouth shut, bitch.
At two in the morning Pureum finally crawled out to go home. Her face looked a little better than yesterday. Yeah—money’s nice, but you need a decent amount of sleep if you want to keep earning steadily.
“Good work. Can you come in tomorrow?”
“Yes~ I’ll be here. Good work~ You too, oppa~”
“Yeah, get home safe~”
Looks like she’d decided to change the lines she used with me. She waved goodbye, stepped into the elevator, and vanished from sight.
A moment later I heard a door open and close. I checked the CCTV and saw Eun-ha finishing a room and seeing a customer out. I hustled over, took the customer, and sent him down the elevator. When I turned back toward the counter, Eun-ha was standing in the hallway staring at me, a cum-stained towel dumped in the basket.
“What?”
I walked right up to her.
“Eee-hing~ The customer didn’t wash his asshole so I couldn’t do it, oppa.”
Ah… this fucking bitch is making my cock hard. Today Eun-ha was wearing a patterned gray skirt one-piece as her hostess outfit, the kind that made the whole place reek of pussy heading out to a bar. And that “eee-hing~”—what the fuck was that.
“Yeah? I clearly told the bastard to scrub it clean… no manners at all. No need to force it, don’t worry about it.”
“But still… a little… you taught me, oppa… I’m sorry.”
“I said don’t worry about it… well, if the samples are no good I can just do it myself later…”
“Huh?”
Eun-ha’s eyes went huge and she stared straight through me. Fuck, it was a joke.
“Joke, joke… you looked down so… go rest.”
“Okay~ Call me, oppa.”
I watched her explosive ass disappear toward the girls’ waiting room and smacked my lips. Fucking bitch really is built delicious.
I was heading back to the counter when Dambi came out of a room seeing a customer off.
“Oppa, bye~”
“Yeah, I’ll come again~”
I took the customer from Dambi, hit the elevator button, and sent him off. When I turned around Dambi was standing half in the hallway, half toward the counter, staring at me. Why the hell are so many of them looking for me tonight? Not that I’m complaining…
“What?”
“Any more reservations?”
“Nothing after this.”
Dambi grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the hallway. Jeonghun was around so we couldn’t get too obvious with the skinship.
“You coming home after?”
She looked at me with those sultry eyes and spoke in a sexy voice.
“The hyungs and the manager are having a company dinner tonight… even if I go it’ll be morning before I’m free…”
“Doesn’t matter. You’re coming, right?”
“Yeah… but…”
I leaned in and blew hot air against her ear as I whispered.
“That last guy was a designated request, right? You gave him pussy?”
“Yeah… sorry, baby…”
“We already agreed I’d understand… don’t worry about it… I’ll come even if it’s late… lie on the bed naked… so I can just walk in and fuck you…”
“Okay… I’ll be waiting with my legs spread… you have to come…”
I pulled away from Dambi and headed back to the counter. Somehow it felt like Dambi was the one fucking me with my own cock, but that had to be my imagination.
Past three o’clock Big Boss, Dongpal hyung, and that horny daytime manager bastard all showed up at once. Looks like that fucker was invited to the dinner too.
“Any calls?”
Big Boss started to sit in the counter chair, then stopped and looked over the ledger and reservation notes.
“None, hyungnim.”
“Then close it out.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Jeonghun immediately started preparing the close. The daytime manager piece of shit crawled into the girls’ waiting room to try and fuck some pussy; laughter and chatter floated through the wall. But Hyeona was still in a room so we had to wait a bit.
“Hyungnim, you can take this and go.”
Jeonghun handed over four half-folded bundles of bills, looking like he wanted to finish his duties as the underling.
“Alright.”
I had no choice but to take the money and go into the girls’ waiting room to hand out the cock-sucking pay. Soon that fucking Hyeona finished her room; I heard Jeonghun’s voice taking the customer toward the elevator. I stood at the entrance of the waiting room waiting for Hyeona to come in.
“Good work.”
“Yes~ Good work, oppa.”
The bitch took the money casually and brushed past me, then pulled a towel from the cabinet next to the kitchen in the waiting room, spread her legs wide, squatted down, and wiped her pussy right there.
This fucking bitch is cleaning up her cunt right in front of a cock that’s watching.
She had zero sense of shame. I liked the view, sure, but didn’t it make her look way too cheap? If nobody else had been around I would’ve bent the whore over and shoved it in right then, but there were too many eyes so I just slipped back to the counter.
“All done?”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Big Boss looked at me, and once he heard my answer he gestured and headed for the elevator. He’d already taken the sales and paid out the cock-sucking money, so whether the girls bitched or scissored each other he was basically telling us to ignore it and just clock out.
Jeonghun called into the waiting room and dragged the horny daytime manager bastard out. We all piled into the elevator together and rode down to the first floor, where Big Boss was already honking the horn, telling us to hurry up and get in.
I’d always wanted to ride in a BMW 750Li—finally got my chance. I took the front passenger seat; the horny daytime manager and Jeonghun climbed into the back. The car pulled out. Dongpal hyung followed alone in his Santa Fe.
The ride wasn’t as smooth as I’d imagined. After about fifteen minutes we arrived at a place with a sign that looked like a specialty beef restaurant.
“Welcome, hyungnim.”
“Yeah, bring out a table.”
The guy who looked like the restaurant boss came sprinting out the moment Big Boss’s car arrived and bowed at a perfect ninety degrees. Probably someone Big Boss knew well.
We followed him inside. The main hall was dead quiet—not even an ant. He led us to a floor-seating private room in the back. Big Boss took the seat of honor, Dongpal hyung sat first on either side, Jeonghun and the daytime manager took the second seats, and I got stuck in the third seat in the far corner.
Soon the drinks and side dishes were set, along with a big bowl of yukhoe. The daytime manager stood, poured soju into everyone’s glasses, then sat back down.
“Let’s eat.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
After Big Boss’s short toast everyone slammed their glasses in one shot. Then he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a big handful of yukhoe first, and we started eating in order of seniority.
“Jin-sik, work going okay?”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Big Boss stared at me like he might snap my jaw any second.
“Good. Been over a month now, right? Keep working hard.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
“You got any girls you’re close with? Yeah, of course you’re close with Pureum, huh?”
“Yes, hyungnim. We’re not that close, hyungnim.”
“You fucking bastard, you gotta get along with all of them to make things easy, you piece of shit, huh?”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
What the fuck does this asshole want from me.
“Yeah, take good care of them. Don’t forget what hyung told you before.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Probably that bullshit about things getting noisy if I didn’t.
“Hoyeol.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
Suddenly Big Boss looked at the horny daytime manager bastard. Looks like he planned to smash everyone’s face in turn. This is why fucking guys shouldn’t drink together.
“You, you fucking bastard, huh? Hyung’s watching, huh? Be careful.”
“Yes, hyungnim. I’m keeping it in mind.”
“Yeah, you fucking dog bastard, tch…”
Big Boss clicked his tongue and pointed. Clearly didn’t like him much. Makes sense—the guy’s even more of a rock-head than me, and the way he acts around the girls is enough reason.
“How’s the OP coming along?”
“Yes, hyungnim. Looking into it.”
He stopped smashing faces after just me and the daytime manager, skipped Jeonghun, and started talking to Dongpal hyung. Sounded like work talk.
“Yeah, look into it properly and get ready.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
“Hoyeol, you prepare too.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
They were talking about something I didn’t know, but it wasn’t my business so I didn’t need to care. OP—probably that business Seoul bastards go crazy for. I’d heard OP shops were just starting to pop up in So-gu. Looks like that daytime manager Hoyeol was involved somehow.
When a bunch of cock-brothers get together the conversation is always the same—same shit over and over, just killing time while pouring soju and yukhoe down their throats. When the dinner atmosphere was finally warming up, the daytime manager bastard tapped my thigh.
“Hyungnim, want to step out for a smoke?”
“Yeah, let’s.”
After getting Big Boss’s permission I stepped outside the restaurant with the daytime manager bastard. Jeonghun was still deep in some conversation with the hyungs that I knew nothing about.