Do You Want Service from Eun-ha Instead of Me?

"Boss, this way."

I take the customer from Nabi as she steps out of the room, shove him into the elevator, and send him on his way. Then I immediately chase after her and call her to a stop.

"Nabi, I need you for room five right away."

"Yes..."

She stops with a flicker of irritation, glances back at me for a moment with that haughty look of hers, then whirls around and the bitch disappears into the girls' waiting room.

She seems to be the oldest one at Eden, though I still don't know her exact age. Early to mid-thirties, roughly...

I'm heading back out to the counter when I turn the corner of the hallway and bump straight into someone.

"Ah..."

"You okay?"

"Yes... I'm fine, Manager..."

It was Mi-ho. The bitch doesn't even look at my face—just keeps her head bowed low and scurries off into the girls' waiting room. No customer in sight, so she must have ducked out of a room to grab something.

Man... what a weird girl.

I ignore it and crawl back out to the counter. Instead of dropping into the mesh chair I stand straight up, quietly light a cigarette, and alternate glances between the ledger and the reservation memo.

Kkotnim, Mi-ho, Nabi, Dambi, Eun-ha, Hyojin, Hyeona, Do-yeon, Pureum... a full nine pussies out in force, diligently sucking the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠dicks of customers dripping precum.

It's just past midnight, but Mi-ho is already on her seventh, and the rest of the pussies have crawled in to work on their sixth dicks. Once Nabi goes in, that'll make it her seventh too.

Judging by the state of things, we're going to be grinding nonstop until at least two. Especially today—Dambi's got a ton of designated requests. If we take the 1:10 reservation, that'll make four designations for her alone. Looks like those designations are going to put out the fire in that bitch's pussy today.

I hear a door open and bolt over. Dambi's coming out of a room, seeing a customer off. I take the guy off her hands, shove him into the elevator, and send him away. I'm about to chase after Dambi when I realize the bitch is already waiting for me, rolled-up towel still wet with cum in her hand, staring right at me.

"Room two in five minutes. Finish him fast and get out—you've got two more designations."

Dambi reaches out and pulls me into the hallway.

"I'm so tired... baby..."

"Just tough it out a little longer... I'll try to free up some time later... You can rest then... Pack your stuff, go home, and I'll love you lots..."

"Okay... hehe..."

Dambi shoots me a sultry look, wiggles her ass, and vanishes into the girls' waiting room.

Nothing calms that bitch down better than a telephone-pole dick.

No time for this. I sprint straight to the customer waiting room, drag out one of the bastards who's been sitting there forever, throw him into room two, and bark at him to hurry up and wash so he can get started.

Fuck. There's still one more of that guy's party left in the waiting room, and three more waiting in the next one over.

I head back to the counter and get ready to bolt out at a moment's notice.

Once two o'clock rolls past, the reservations finally ease up, and for the first time since I clocked in today I get to sit in the mesh chair. I plant my ass, quietly light a cigarette.

I hear the click of heels beyond the counter wall, and a second later Pureum appears on the CCTV.

"Good work. Nine sessions, three hundred ninety thousand."

"Yes~ Good work to you too, oppa~"

"Good work, Pureum."

I deliberately call out the number of sessions and the money she made sucking dick, just to let her taste the cash. She crawled out at nine and in five hours pulled three hundred ninety thousand... three designations included, sure, but still. That's a third of my monthly salary in less than a day.

Fuck. Dambi's going to smash it today too—I should suck some of that money off her...

"Can you come in tomorrow?"

"Yes~ I'll be here by eight."

Pureum flashes a bright smile, waves, and disappears into the elevator.

Sunday—no day job—so she'll suck dick until she's dead and then sleep it off.

With a little breathing room I pull out my phone, unlock the pattern, and check the chat windows. Something had been vibrating like crazy earlier...

Dozens of unread messages in the group chat with Eun-ha and Hyojin. Sometimes I leave it on silent, sometimes on vibrate—doesn't matter, the bitches just keep spamming either way...

I switch it back to silent and open the group chat.

The second the unread count disappears they jump on me. Sharp little bitches.

Unfortunately second place today is Dambi, you bitch.

Second or third, it's all the same for these bitches... unless someone knocks Kkotnim off the top. But even if their pussies split in two that won't happen.

I have no choice but to get up and check the ledger. Hyojin's designations are marked at two.

Basic competence missing in this bitch... She should at least keep track of her own count.

A reservation call comes in. Jeonghun writes "2:30 Eun-ha designated" on the reservation memo.

This bitch's competitive streak is ridiculous.

I consider telling Dambi to call in more designations, then drop it. Even so, a pillar husband forcing his fucktoy to offer her pussy isn't right. Not that every designation gets the full pussy treatment anyway.

She's gotten pretty good at rimming now... What's left is basically Habiyot, facial, throatpie, blue-dragon train, that sort of thing...

I asked knowing she wouldn't know, you bitch.

Fuck, Hyojin's gone quiet—probably busy texting her designation clients.

Truth is, a lot of girls "accidentally" slip it in during Habiyot and get fucked.

I was going to leave it, but I figure I should give her the trick in case she tries it and gets fucked. In cowgirl she has full control—unless she deliberately grabs the dick, lines it up with her hole, and sits down, it won't go in. Even if it slips in by accident she can pull right off, so it's way safer than missionary or doggy Habiyot.

The Habiyot positions that make it easy to get fucked are missionary—wedging it between the crotch and thighs—or doggy, sliding it into the ass crack and thighs for rear Habiyot. Those are prime for getting raw-dogged.

I open the phone browser and hunt for a decent gif. Luck's on my side—I find one of a white girl straddling a guy's stomach, teasing her pussy against his cock, brushing it right on the edge. I download it and send it to the group chat.

A message comes in from Eun-ha—not the group chat. I open the private window.

Hmm... better choose my words carefully.

I finish my business and turn the phone off.

Judging by the foam Hyojin's spitting, every single one of her designation clients just told her to fuck off and she's lost her mind. I ignore it and start turning my middle-school dropout brain over how to fuck Eun-ha.

"Yes, hyungnim... nine girls... ninety-eight sessions... thirty-three designations... two million five hundred ninety thousand... Yes... Yes... Go ahead, hyungnim."

Jeonghun bows ninety degrees into empty air, puts the shop phone back, then pulls two ten-thousand-won bills from the cash bundle, slips one into his own pocket, and hands me the other.

Today the dick-grinding actually feels worth it. Since joining Eden this is the most we've ever done—nearly a hundred sessions, a real blaze of glory. This is when the bastard should throw a few extra bills on top as a bonus, the piece of shit.

Right after that the pussies start crawling out to clock out. Nabi and Do-yeon are sleeping at the shop so they're nowhere in sight. Dambi sucked a full twelve dicks, four designations included, pulled five hundred thousand, and since it's the first day of cohabitation she sent a message saying she'd buy pig's trotters and set the table so I should hurry home and ram her pussy open, then vanished.

"Good work, hyungnim."

"Yes, good work... See you tomorrow."

Once every pussy except the ones sleeping in the girls' waiting room is gone, Jeonghun and I ride the elevator down, share a cigarette, and split.

Still no word from Eun-ha, who said she'd contact me.

I pace the parking lot in front of the building, chain-smoking.

What the fuck is that bitch doing, why no contact, fuck.

I'm about to call her when the phone rings—someone saved under "fucking bitch." Hyojin.

Why the hell is this bitch calling... I get a bad feeling.

I let it ring out without answering. After a long while it stops, and a private message from Hyojin pops up.

Fuck... please tell me my bad feeling isn't coming true.

I call Eun-ha. It rings a few times and thankfully she picks up.

Fuck, it was Hyojin.

"Why are you answering Eun-ha's phone?"

"Just get here already~ Eun-ha's right next to me."

"You fucking bitch... Fine, whatever. I'm hanging up."

I hang up roughly and start walking.

The phone vibrates again—another message from Hyojin.

I check the message and trudge toward the hangover soup place with heavy feet.

I come out onto the main road and walk about five minutes until I spot the bone hangover soup sign on the corner of the intersection. I had the whole mood set up perfectly... this bitch just ruined it.

Through the restaurant glass I can see two pussies sitting on the floor seats in the corner, chatting. I step inside.

"Oppa, over here~"

Hyojin waves cheerfully, welcoming me. Looks like the fucking bitch decided today she's going to cockblock me for real.

"Hey."

I glance at Eun-ha. She can't even look me in the face properly—probably because she couldn't keep the cozy just-the-two-of-us promise.

"Oppa, you're here? Hehe..."

Eun-ha scratches her head awkwardly, forces a smile, and greets me.

"Yeah. More people than I expected."

I plant my ass across from the pair of bitches and quietly look over the menu. Since I'm here I might as well order like I'm going to wreck Eun-ha's wallet.

"Can I order whatever I want?"

"Yes, order whatever you want, oppa."

"Let's get gamjatang, oppa."

I ignore Hyojin completely, order a large bone stew, meat dumplings, and two bottles of soju, and ask for extra broth. Still under fifty thousand, fuck.

"I said let's get gamjatang! Oppa!"

"Shut up. I want bone stew."

"Ugh~ so annoying, fuck."

"Eun-ha, you okay with that?"

"Yes, oppa, it looks delicious."

"Cool, I'll eat well... since you're buying."

"Yes, hehe."

"Bullshit, the two of you."

A little later the pickled radish, pickled onions, meat dumplings, and soju are set out. I crack open a bottle and pour each of the bitches a glass.

Suddenly the phone in my pocket rings. I pull it out—Seong-uk hyungnim.

I raise a hand for the bitches' understanding and take the call. The two of them cheerfully clink glasses and pour soju down their throats. Hyojin looks at me, turns her empty glass upside down, and taps it over her head.

"Yes, just a second..."

The bastard's talking so loud I jump up and head outside. Especially the way he hammers the word "pussy"—I can't help being conscious of Eun-ha.

I pull out a cigarette, stick it in my mouth, and light it.

"Okay now, hyungnim... go ahead."

"You fucking them?"

"Not that far yet... It's Friday night, we ground hard, they said they'd buy me a drink so I came out."

"Ah~ fuck, I just went for a session near my place and got blue-balled."

"Write a review and wreck them, hyungnim... Seems like you've been getting blue-balled a lot lately."

I sense someone behind me and turn—Hyojin's lighting a cigarette. This bitch's already sucked and fucked me, so pussy talk doesn't faze her.

"Everything's closed at this hour, nowhere to go... Thinking I should just hit a full-service place... Figured you'd be finishing about now so I called, fuck."

"Going to a full-service place now might be a bit much, hyungnim? Forget one-day-old, you'd be washing dishes in a pussy that's already taken dozens..."

Fuck, Hyojin hears that and gives me a faint, amused smile.

"When are you free? The place near my house has a designated girl so the review's not worth it—gotta hit somewhere else for a proper session."

"This Monday's tough, but I can free up time the week after, hyungnim."

"Got plans?"

"Yes, my Joj-jib wants to go to Mokseong-mot so it'll be hard to cancel."

"Joj-jib? Fuck, when did you make one?"

"I fucked her a while back, she said she wanted to live together, so today I'm moving her stuff in."

Hyojin sidles right up and presses her ear to the phone to listen.

"The pussy you're drinking with now?"

"Not these ones... but I'm about to fuck them, hyungnim."

I flick the cigarette butt anywhere and reach out to stroke Hyojin's ass.

"Ah! Fuck, you pervert bastard!"

Hyojin jumps, eyes turning into axe blades, looking ready to throw a punch.

"What was that just now?"

"Yes, drinking with two of them, one crawled out and was hanging on so I felt her ass a bit, hyungnim."

The bitch lightly punches my chest then heads back inside.

"Hey, fuck... How's the face?"

"The one whose ass I just felt looks tasty, the other one's just okay but she's got that young flavor, hyungnim."

"Fuck, now I'm horny again... Alright, got it... So not this Monday, next time we'll go for a session... Tell me more then... Hit me up."

"Yes, go on in~ hyungnim."

I hang up and head back inside.

In the short time I was on the phone the bone stew is already piled high on the table and the two bitches are each fishing out a bone and working their chopsticks.

I plant my ass back in my original seat and quietly pick up my chopsticks.

"Eun-ha, hold on a second."

The bitch should just grab the bone and strip the meat with her mouth, but she's poking at it with chopsticks and can't get the meat off. I take her bone, ask the ajumma for a sanitary glove, pull it on, and strip the meat. As I peel it off I put it straight onto Eun-ha's plate.

"Fuck, oppa, what about me!"

"You just eat it yourself."

"Hehe, I'll eat well, oppa."

"Shouldn't have ordered bone stew... Never had it?"

Eun-ha tries a bite and her face lights up with satisfaction.

"Yes, hehe~"

Hyojin's also struggling with her chopsticks, so I have no choice—I take her bone, strip the meat, and put it on her plate.

"That's why I said gamjatang, oppa!"

"No, even if we ordered gamjatang you'd still have to strip the bones, you bitch... What have you been doing all these years? And that's not how you eat it..."

I put some of the stripped meat from Eun-ha's plate onto boiled cabbage, roll it up with glass noodles, and feed it into her mouth.

"You eat it like this."

"Me too!"

I roughly wrap the same thing for Hyojin and shove it into her mouth.

"Now you know how to eat?"

"No, I still don't? Keke."

"I can eat it myself, oppa, hehe~"

"Anyway, it takes a ton of handwork."

Once we can finally eat in peace we pour each other drinks and knock one back.

"But, oppa."

"What now?"

Ah, this fucking bitch, just shut up and eat and get the hell out already.

"You've got a girlfriend and you still go to weird places?"

I was wondering when she'd bring it up, fucking bitch.

"So what... You already know roughly, it's one of the unnies... I decided to understand and she decided to understand."

"Oppa, are you dating the girl you said you slept with last time?"

"Yeah... that's how it turned out."

Now that we've decided to live together, hiding it would be disrespectful to Dambi. Even if it becomes an obstacle to fucking these two, it can't be helped. And these bitches aren't the type who wouldn't understand, so even more so.

"Wow~ that unnie is okay with you going to places like that? Who is it? You can tell us now, right? I won't say anything."

"Why would I tell you for your benefit? You've got a rough idea who it is, don't you?"

"I really don't know, oppa... Tell me."

"Dambi unnie? Pureum unnie? One of those two, I bet... Ages are similar... Right?"

"Who knows."

The ones she's close with are the two sitting in front of me plus Dambi and Pureum, so of course, fuck.

I pour soju into my empty glass myself, down it, then fill the bitches' empty glasses. Eun-ha stands, pours soju into the empty glass in front of me, then sits back down.

"It's going to come out eventually, oppa."

"I'll tell you when the time comes. Still, I should ask first, right?"

"What weird places? Where do you go?"

"The guy I was just on the phone with is a hyung I know—we go to handjob parlors and places like that together sometimes... Our shop gets a lot of group customers too."

"Eh... and... the unnie dating oppa is okay with that?"

"Yeah, from what I heard while talking outside, that's what she said... I really don't get it, keke."

"You two work here so you know as much as there is to know. If it was a stranger maybe, but it's the manager whose face you see every day... You know full well he rolls around naked in the rooms... But you like each other so you understand... And she looks the other way when I go for a session once in a while."

I got permission to fuck every girl in the shop if I want, but no need to tell them that much.

"Then getting service from me would be fine too, right, oppa?"

"Huh?"

You fucking bitch, I already had a session with you and you jerked me off.

"You said she understands you going to handjob places... Then me or Eun-ha doing it with oppa should be fine too, keke... What about you, oppa?"

"What about what... You're putting me on the spot, heh."

Eun-ha's face turns red as she pretends to eat bone stew, working her chopsticks furiously.

"If you're going to go anyway, why not get it from me? It's not like my body's anything to sneeze at... Oppa would get hard too, right...?"

"Hyojin..."

Eun-ha grabs Hyojin's arm and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠gives it a little shake. Looks like she's telling her to stop.

I thought she came to cockblock... but is this fucking bitch actually trying to help?

"You've thought about getting service, right? The unnie dating oppa works with us too... You've already gone all the way, haven't you?"

I down a soju glass in one shot and pick up a piece of stripped meat.

"Well... it'd be a lie to say I haven't."

"See, I knew it? You've imagined getting it while teaching Eun-ha too, right? Keke."

"Mm... yeah."

"What about you? Oppa's taught you a lot so your designations went up a ton... Ever thought about it?"

"Uh... I..."

Eun-ha doesn't know what to do with herself and can't even look at me. Nice work, you fucking bitch.

"Looking at how the designations went up you seem good at it, but I haven't seen it myself so I've wondered what it'd be like to get it... Curious too... heh."

"Fuck, you pervert bastard... Do you want service from Eun-ha instead of me? Keke."

"Well, if you really insist on giving it, I'll take it too~"

"I can do it for oppa as long as you pay, keke."

"That one I need to think about..."

The dinner vibe I thought was going to be shitty is heating up fast thanks to Hyojin's provocations.