Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Hwasun's Perfect Score
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"Hwasun, hop in quick."
A sleek sports car.
Lee Hyunwoo lowered the passenger window and called out to her.
Hwasun didn't hesitate and climbed right in.
Only after closing the door did the persistent stares chasing her finally vanish.
Instead, now there was a man's gaze blatantly scanning her up and down.
But he was fine.
He was a client, after all.
"You look even prettier in person."
"Thank you, oppa. But you're way younger than I expected. Caught me off guard."
"Haha. On Koreatv, yeah, I'm on the younger side."
Hwasun felt a little happier seeing Lee Hyunwoo, who looked to be in his twenties.
Usually, it was guys in their thirties or forties.
Worse cases were uncles in their fifties or beyond.
But twenties? Score one already, just for age.
Plus one point.
"Not just young—you've got that super youthful face too. Mind if I ask your age?"
Hwasun was at a loss for words when she heard Lee Hyunwoo's age.
He wasn't just young-looking; he actually was young.
Younger than her, turning 29 this year.
"Oh... so you're not really oppa...?"
"What does it matter? We're not getting married or dating. Call me whatever's comfy. You too, relax."
A twinge of self-pity nearly hit her.
And jealousy too.
Here she was, younger than him yet living a life where he could blow cash like this.
So damn enviable, but his words snapped her back.
"O-okay then, I'll stick with oppa. Feels natural. You talk casual too, oppa."
"Sure? Alright, then."
"Yeah, oppa."
Lee Hyunwoo took Hwasun to a pretty nice fine dining spot.
Where a single entrée ran 200, 300 thousand won at least.
Hwasun was a regular, coming when she felt like treating herself.
Young guy, good taste.
The interior and furnishings blocked views between tables without feeling stuffy.
Privacy assured, other guests' eyes rarely stuck to her.
Plus one point.
"Oh, this is good."
"Huh? Didn't you know this place already, oppa?"
"Asked around with my bros for a spot you'd like. Where you eat out."
"Heh, you put in effort for me? Thanks. Kinda touched. But you don't drink much, huh?"
Hwasun played the bright face, entertaining Lee Hyunwoo.
Listening intently, keeping the convo flowing without lulls.
Any woman would know.
How exhausting it is pretending interest in a guy you're not into.
This was worth ten million won service.
"Why? You wanna drink? Get a bottle of wine?"
"No, no. Not that I want to. Other oppas always pair meals with drinks, but you don't."
"I don't hate booze. But for what's coming later, sober's better, right? Drunk's kinda meh."
Subtle probe on drinks—no order.
Plus one point.
'Wait, what's my score now...?'
Hwasun tallied her date-long ratings.
Already at 6.
M minus 2 for height and looks aside, all pluses.
No cheap vibes, no showing off, no pushing drinks.
And young too.
"Whoa."
This might be her first-ever 7-plus guy?
Left: foreplay and sex.
One good, hits 7.
Hwasun, who lived for whale reviews, let out an incredulous sound.
"Huh? What?"
"Nothing. Food's just tastier than I thought."
"Kinda bland, though."
Meal done, straight to the hotel.
Now, two hours of body rental.
Hwasun noted the exact time, planning service to the minute.
She stripped in front of Lee Hyunwoo.
His eyes glued to her in lingerie.
Hwasun smiled, taking his hand.
"Oppa, come here. I'll wash you."
"Oho, nice service."
At her urging, Lee Hyunwoo shed his clothes.
'Whoa. That big?'
Hwasun glanced at his dick.
Not even hard, but size stood out.
Top five among guys she'd had.
Brow furrowed slightly.
'Size like that hurts.'
If she were sex-addicted, it'd wet her up.
But sex was just work extension.
Fancy or huge dicks? Just pain deductors.
"Stand here."
Pro whore, no emotions shown.
Hwasun positioned him in the bathroom, squatting to turn on the faucet.
Lukewarm water flowed; she cleaned his body, focusing on the dick.
She'd suck it on bed later—had to be spotless.
Throb throb.
Her touch hardened it bit by bit.
Even soft, it'd seemed big.
Now erect? Bigger than expected.
'Gonna need lube.'
Not pussy-juice levels.
Hotel might have love gel?
Worst case, lots of spit.
Mid-thought, Lee Hyunwoo snatched the showerhead.
"My turn to wash you."
"Huh? No, oppa. You don't have to. I'll do me."
"Wanna do it. Panties'll get wet—take 'em off first."
"Really, it's fine. You're the client. Oppa, hey, oppa?"
Hwasun protested, but he ignored.
Hand to her back, unhooked bra in one go, yanked it off.
Pretty tits out.
Then hooked panties, slid down.
She'd show anyway—no shame.
But felt forced.
"Seriously, it's okay..."
Client or not.
Hwasun could only grumble softly.
"Eut, oppa. Keep rubbing just there and..."
As expected.
Not really washing—groping her body.
Knew it'd happen; no shock or anger.
But non-bed teasing? Annoying.
How long to endure?
Not feeling good, constant touch—irritation...
Irritation...
Eh?
"Ahh..."
Should be annoyed.
Why feels good?
Hwasun let out a moan unwittingly.
How long since a real one from a guy's fingers?
Only post-insert, at orgasm, real moans came.
Before? All faked.
But now, real—pre-insert, short fingering.
"Weak here, huh? Face says it all."
"Haa. Oppa, wait! Something, something! Aaah."
His fingers relentlessly targeted her groin.
Pinpointed weakness—no mercy.
Middle and index scraped pussy and clit at once.
Other hand circled back, delving ass crack.
Soapy finger probed anus wrinkles.
"Eeeek! Not thereee!"
"Gotta clean everywhere while we're at it."
"Ah, wait! Wait! Haaa!"
Hwasun's voice rose higher.
This, too weird.
How fingers alone...?
Couldn't comprehend.
But body honestly took the pleasure.
Thighs clenching to reject slowly spread.
Arms pushing shoulders weakened.
And,
"Huuu. Ahh, good. Aaah. Hn."
Hot breaths from her mouth spilled honest words.
Perfectly ripe.
Lee Hyunwoo led her from the bathroom.
Straight to bed.
"Oppa, we didn't dry off proper..."
"That matter now?"
"No. Doesn't at all. Hmup! Chup!"
Hwasun lay on the bed.
Lee Hyunwoo pounced like a beast.
Fierce kiss.
No thoughts of next steps or services.
First time in ages, lost purely to instinct.
Tongue moves unknown.
Like middle school first kiss, clueless days.
Craving him, tongue twisting, swallowing spit.
Body heating up.
No—furnace-hot already, unknowable.
Just vent this heat.
Body knew how—legs wide.
Blindly grinding crotch.
Hips and ass shaking up-down.
"Uuum, um."
Kissing this good?
Don't care, thoughts irrelevant.
Feels good, that's it.
Enough.
Want more good.
Hwasun knew how.
Ass moved faster.
Pussy juice soaked his thigh.
"Haa, that desperate for dick? Ass won't stay still since earlier."
"Yeah, put it in quick. Oppa. Haven't burned like this forever. Feels like it'll be insane now. Hurry. Faster."
Hwasun begged for dick.
Couldn't fathom why herself.
Often barely wet enough.
Now? Flooding waterfall.
Young guy effect?
Looks not her type.
After 40-50s guys, body reacting?
"Wait, condom."
"It's fine! On the pill. Creampie okay, hurry!"
Her words.
Creampie greenlit—his reason flew.
Full-hard dick seemed 1.2x bigger? Imagination?
"Ah, oppa! Quick..."
Lee Hyunwoo roughly spread her legs, slotted between.
Glans to drenched pussy.
Thrust in one go.
"Aaaaaah! It's in! Oppa diiiick! So fucking huge, feels amaaaazing! Aaaah! Ah! Shake it! Oppa! Harder! Pound harder! Aaaah!"
Thick massive raw dick filled her pussy.
Mind-melting overwhelming pleasure, inhuman bliss.
Hwasun panted nonstop.
To take it deeper, longer—she rocked her ass to his thrusts.