The Rental Boyfriend
"I'll be editing the video according to your storyboard, Oppa. If there's anything missing, we can just reshoot it!"
Saturday morning. Charlotte saw me off with a bright smile. It seemed like video editing was as exciting to her as sex. Well, I suppose it would be, considering it brought in both mana and money! Though, it’s not exactly a common situation to be editing your own amateur porn.
I wondered if I could use this to pull off some kind of kinky play, but I pushed the thought aside and stepped out of the house.
"I'm off to my part-time job!"
"Ah, wait a second, Oppa."
Charlotte, who had been about to kiss my cheek, laughed shyly and grabbed my waist.
"Uh, uh? Wait, are you really doing a rimjob for a goodbye? That was just for the video concept!"
But Charlotte had already made up her mind and pulled down my pants. She blew a puff of hot breath into the crack of my ass as I stood there awkwardly. Then, she licked upward, softly. A sharp, electric pleasure lingered between my cheeks.
"You were mean, Oppa. You wouldn't even let me kiss you."
She didn't insert her tongue inside today, just licked the surface, but the pleasure was just as intense. The front door was even left slightly ajar. What if someone saw us! But Charlotte seemed to think it didn't matter if we were caught, and she groomed my anus for nearly thirty seconds. Once my cock stood stiff, she pulled away.
Wait, that's it?
"Have a safe trip~"
She pulled my pants up, then pushed me from behind, smiling like a little devil. Damn it, it was a mistake to leave in such a rush. If I’d had the time, I would’ve at least jerked off once before leaving... Maybe a rimjob instead of a goodbye kiss was my loss. I should have just replaced the boyfriend-greeting kiss with a rimjob instead.
I complained to myself, but it couldn't be helped. I walked down the stairs with a waddle. My cock was so stiff it wouldn't go down even after I reached the first floor, so I had to do a few squats before I could finally step out onto the street.
'Still, I thought I’d be going to the job with Yuda-nuna.'
Charlotte had turned down my request to go to the job together. It seemed she had met with Yuda-nuna yesterday and talked quite a bit. The fact that she’d come back with 670,000 won was proof of that. What could they have talked about?
'She must have some kind of plan. I should listen to Charlotte. I’ve never once lost out by listening to her!'
I took the bus to Yuda-nuna's studio. What kind of part-time job would I be doing today? I pressed the bell, feeling anxious. The camera in front moved, and the door opened. Nuna came out from the inside, adjusting her glasses.
"Kangmin—long time no see—"
Silver hair, a sickly appearance. Countless piercings. Breasts a bit larger than Youngsun-nuna's. It had been a while, but she was still beautiful.
"Hello, Yuda-nuna."
Oof, it's a bit cold in here... Despite it being summer, Nuna was wearing a long-sleeved cardigan. The air conditioning in the shop was cranked up so high it was actually chilly. Come to think of it, she was wearing a cardigan when we first met, too. She had many tattoos, but she seemed to dislike showing them off carelessly.
I hesitated at the entrance, not daring to step inside. Her clothing, which seemed to reject me, and her flustered attitude made me nervous. What if Yuda-nuna had another panic attack because of me!
"Um, are you okay without Charlotte? Since it's just the two of us."
"Hmm—I think I'm okay for now."
Yuda-nuna covered her mouth and giggled softly. Thinking of the split tongue that must be inside her mouth made me swallow hard. It was a bit rude to get excited imagining someone else's tongue, but in my dreams, that thing had licked my anus and sucked my cum out! It would be weirder if I were desensitized to it!
"For now, why don't you sit down and talk for a bit?"
Yuda-nuna said as she brewed some herbal tea. She pointed to the sofa, so I plopped down.
"Is there anything you'd like to drink? I can make just about any kind of tea."
Hmm, I wonder if she has milk tea. Mixed with black tea. Since my wallet situation wasn't great, I’d put a lot of effort into cutting costs on food. I didn't even go to cafes; I tried to handle everything at home. But I couldn't make proper drinks. Because of that, my cupboard was full of nothing but Solomon's seal tea and barley tea. There were many types of tea I wanted to try, but my options were limited. Recently, I saw Holmes drinking milk tea on Netflix and became curious about what it tasted like.
"Um, do you have milk tea?"
"You have good taste."
Yuda-nuna smiled faintly and skillfully mixed sugar cubes, milk, and black tea, handing it to me. Just the sweet scent wafting up made it look incredibly delicious.
I blew on the milk tea and looked around the shop.
"I guess you don't have any customers today?"
"I finished one in the morning, and I have one in the afternoon. I'm actually quite popular."
Her tattooing skills were truly exceptional, so it made sense that she was popular. As we talked, I took a sip of the milk tea. What is this, it's incredibly delicious?
"Wow, Nuna. This milk tea is really good. The herbal tea you're drinking, too. Do you like tea?"
I asked because there were tons of tea sets and glass bottles in the cupboard. Yuda-nuna answered excitedly.
"Yes. When I feel anxious, drinking herbal tea helps me calm down. Like peppermint or rosemary. I have quite a few potted plants, too."
There were many little potted plants in the spot where the sunlight hit the window. That was pretty cool. I drank the tea and complimented her more.
"Whose recipe is this milk tea? It tastes like something you'd buy at a shop."
Though I’d never actually had store-bought milk tea. Yuda-nuna beamed.
"I looked it up on the internet, and I'd go to famous cafes alone to drink it and ask questions. Come to think of it, these were things you'd usually do with a boyfriend."
Hmm. That was a heavy topic to drop suddenly... It seemed Yuda-nuna's inner darkness was quite deep. I should make a note of this for now. I tucked that away in my heart and changed the subject.
"What's the part-time job for today?"
When I asked Yuda-nuna, she suddenly moved to the seat next to me. Isn't she a bit too close?
"Didn't Charlotte tell you?"
It seemed she had intentionally kept it from me. When I gave her a curious look, Yuda-nuna reached out and tapped my fingertips.
"Well, for starters, they say the best way to get used to men is to talk and hold hands. They told me to take the final steps slowly."
Final steps? Wasn't my job today supposed to be carrying luggage? I had a hundred question marks floating over my head as she tapped my hand, and Yuda-nuna leaned in a little closer. Her whispering breath touched my cheek.
"Charlotte said she'd lend you to me, Kangmin? Since you're her boyfriend, she couldn't hand you over completely, but she said to get used to it in a rental format. We even wrote a rental contract."
Charlotte... is that what you did... Well, it’s probably half a joke. And since she knows I want to sleep with Yuda-nuna, she's probably being considerate, telling me to go and meet her with a light heart. Still, being sold off like this was a first, so I was confused.
"The pay is 50,000 won per hour. Is that okay?"
It's more than okay. My confusion vanished instantly.
"But... I'd prefer if you gave me the money at the very end!"
I stopped Yuda-nuna, who was already fumbling to take out the money. Yuda-nuna wanted to pay me first to tie me down. With her low self-esteem, she seemed trapped in the thought that 'if I don't pay him, he'll run away from me.' When I stopped her from paying, her shoulders slumped instantly. She looked at me with eyes that seemed about to cry.
"You're really not taking the money? You can't say you won't take it and then leave in the middle. Even if someone else contacts you, I won't let you go..."
Yuda-nuna seemed to have massive trauma regarding being abandoned or rejected by someone. Well, she never had the chance to learn a sense of security from her parents, so that would be the case. That is a parent's job. To trust and support their child more than anyone else. My family was completely shattered by my father's beatings and violence, but I still grew up fine. It was all thanks to my mom, who trusted me steadfastly. If even one person trusts and supports you, you'll be okay. No matter how shitty the world is, if you have one person on your side, you can find a way to live. Yuda-nuna never had that.
'I guess I have no choice but to pour affection into her from the sidelines...'
Honestly, I'm not a therapist. It's too much for me to do alone. I'll need to spend a long time nurturing her together with Charlotte. From experience, people become normal once they've received love for a period similar to the time they were abused. I counted Yuda-nuna's past on my fingers. She said she was abused by her parents for 12 years—elementary, middle, and high school—and lived in near-confinement without any friends. The next 12 years...?
The number made my head spin a little. On top of that, she’d experienced an attempted rape after leaving home, so the world must look entirely gray to her.
'Judging by how well she does her work, her functionality is fine.'
Judging by her dejected look in my dreams and lines like 'There's no way I'd have friends,' she had great professional self-esteem, but she seemed incredibly timid when it came to personal affection. It was a good thing I chose psychology as a double major.
I let out a sigh. I hadn't learned it professionally yet, but I had taken various courses like counseling psychology, group counseling, and clinical psychology.
'I never knew my major studies would be helpful in this way.'
"Nuna. You don't have to worry. I'm not going to run away anywhere."
"Really?"
Distrust welled up in Yuda-nuna's eyes. Who would believe in love they'd never received even once? 'Today, well, it's going to be a long and tiring day—' I thought to myself as I interlaced my fingers with hers. Her face flushed bright red. For now, should I start by talking about the past and building some intimacy?
"Nuna, what was the thing you wanted to do most if you ever got a boyfriend?"
At my question, Nuna pondered with a 'Hmm-'. What kind of story would she tell me?