Today You're Even Prettier
Seong Gaeul counted the fifty-thousand-won bills the young client had handed her — the same man who'd shown up in the middle of the day two visits running.
"One, two, three, four... eight? That's four hundred thousand won. Why are you giving me this much?"
"I wanted a two-shot, but I wasn't sure how much that runs... Keep whatever's left as a tip."
"A tip?"
Hearing that, she decided she'd been right to wrap up early yesterday and go see a movie with him. A two-shot cost three hundred ten thousand won — which meant he was throwing in an extra ninety thousand on top. So the thing about making money off those coins was actually true.
"In exchange, I want to take my time with you today. Make you feel good..."
From where Seong Gaeul stood, Kim Minseok's offer wasn't a particularly good one. She had three or four sessions to get through in a day. If she actually came during sex, it would throw off the rest of her work.
Hmm... would it really be so bad, though?
The more she turned it over, the less it looked like a loss. Tips went straight into her own pocket, and four hundred thousand won was basically three clients' worth. For a girl who ran three or four sessions a day, she could honestly call the day's work done.
She'd started this job because she liked sex in the first place. And looking at it purely as sex — his face was a little lacking, sure, but what he was packing more than made up for it. Doing it with a guy like that wasn't half bad. And he wasn't a nightmare client, either...
"All right. But the touching happens in bed. While we wash up, I'll take care of you."
Same as yesterday, Seong Gaeul stripped first. Men who hadn't been to a place like this many times almost never took their own clothes off before the girl did. Kim Minseok was no exception — he only started undressing after she already had.
She flicked a glance downward. Same as yesterday, a thick, fully hard cock was already waiting. It was a magnificent cock, the kind that filled you completely once it was inside — but it wasn't a great one to take from a paying client. The upside was that it actually felt good, so she didn't have to manufacture her moans. The downside was that it wore her out, and that drawback was enormous. When you did this for a living, the trick to seeing more clients in a day was getting the man off fast — not coming yourself.
Well. I've already made enough for today.
She decided to just enjoy herself. The thought of that cock sliding inside her made her pussy dampen a little, but she kept it off her face as she headed for the bathroom.
She tore open a disposable toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste onto it, and handed it to Kim Minseok. Even though he'd done this yesterday, he was still brushing in that awkward, uncertain stance.
She adjusted the water temperature and began the body wash — slowly rinsing him down, then washing his body with her own. Washing a client's body was a service the other girls found incredibly annoying and tried to avoid. Seong Gaeul actually enjoyed it. As someone who valued cleanliness, this stretch of time — both of them getting clean together — was genuinely satisfying.
Her full breasts pressed against Kim Minseok's back, flattening and changing shape. She shifted against him, rubbing, and the soap began to foam as they washed each other. The arms wrapped around him from behind were thick with lather as they slid slowly down from his collarbone. Collarbone. Chest. Stomach. Hips...
And then her hand closed around his fully erect cock, and he let out a small groan.
"Nngh..."
Paying the sound no mind, her hand moved up and down, slow and gentle. It wasn't enough stimulation to make him come, but that faint pleasure made time slip away. Just like yesterday, they only moved on once his mouth was burning with toothpaste.
Warm water cascaded over Kim Minseok as he rinsed his mouth, washing the foam away. Standing behind him with the showerhead, Seong Gaeul checked him over carefully, making sure no soap remained. Once she was satisfied every last bubble was gone, she pulled out a towel and dried him off.
After she'd wiped every drop of water from his skin, she ran her hand once along his still-raging erection and said,
"I'll wash up quick and come out. Wait for me on the bed~"
"Hurry up and come out~"
Seong Gaeul watched him leave with a reluctant little look, let out a quiet laugh, and started her own shower.
Their lips parted with a wet sound, a thin, glistening thread of saliva stretching between them as if reluctant to let go. Seong Gaeul's face was right there, faintly flushed.
"Hah... hah..."
The kiss had left her a little breathless; her breathing had gone ragged. The opposite of yesterday — she was the one lying naked on the bed, and I was the one looking down at her.
That flawless, snow-white skin had taken on a faint flush, and it looked so good I couldn't look away. Her slightly upturned eyes could make her look cold, but the dazed, softened expression she wore after the kiss as she gazed up at me was something else entirely.
It was the kind of line that could easily come off as cheesy, but I said what I was thinking.
"I think you're way prettier today than you were yesterday."
They say atmosphere is what makes a woman feel it the most during sex. Even when you compliment her, the trick is to say it softly — like you mean it, like she's adorable.
"Pfft. What is that."
Seong Gaeul let out a little laugh, but she looked like she didn't mind hearing it. I kept the mood going, cupping her breast gently with my right hand as I kissed her again.
I kept kissing her as I shifted my thigh between her legs. Skin to skin, nothing between us — the moment my thigh pressed against her sex, I felt the warm wetness flowing there. She was into it too. I held back the urge to just push in right then and there, and rolled my thigh against her in small, slow movements. Kissing her with my mouth. Caressing her breast with my hand. Rubbing her pussy with my thigh.
"Mmmn~"
Our naked bodies pressed together, my hands and mouth and thigh working her all at once — she started letting out little moans. Seeing that, I pulled my lips from hers and moved to her ear, sucking softly.
"Ah—! My ear..."
Her ears must have been a weak spot — her moans got rougher. I'd planned to move on quickly, but her reaction was too good. I stayed on her ear for a long time.
"Hngh... haah..."
She didn't try to stifle or hide the moans spilling out of her. Seong Gaeul just let herself go and left her body to me. When I figured she'd had enough of that, I went looking for my own fun and started moving my face. I worked my way down from her ear, licking along the pale line of her neck, crossing her clean, straight collarbone. I left a trail of wet saliva across her skin and arrived at the breasts I'd been fondling this whole time.
They were the kind of breasts that would make any man want to suck on them. I started conquering them with my mouth and tongue. In the center of those large, snow-white breasts, the pale pink areolae wrapping around her protruding nipples looked like flower buds. Like a flower in full bloom, designed to draw in bees and butterflies, they held my gaze. I tasted them carefully with my mouth, but unfortunately there was no honey-sweet flavor. Instead, there was a scent that drove you even crazier.
I licked and sucked and gently bit her nipples, losing myself in her breasts for a long while — until her moans gradually faded.
Not an erogenous zone, then?
As she started catching her breath, I slid my hand down toward her sex.
"Oppa, don't put your fingers inside..."
Her voice had gone thick and sticky. I remembered hearing somewhere that shoving your fingers in carelessly could scratch up the inside of the vagina.
"Got it. I won't put them in."
Even without going inside, a hand had advantages a thigh didn't. I kept teasing her breasts with my mouth while I focused on my fingertips, mapping the shape of her sex. I rubbed my middle finger along the slit and pressed my thumb against the upper part.
Found it.
I'd found the clitoris buried in the folds. I carefully brushed the surrounding flesh aside with my thumb and felt the hardened little bud.
"Hngh...!"
I'd found the switch that would set her cooling body on fire all over again.
"Mmn... haah..."
Hearing those sultry moans again made me want to bury myself in her soaked pussy right then and there. Without stopping the hand working between her legs, I lifted my head and checked where the condoms were. On top of the same drawer as yesterday. I reached out with my free hand, grabbed a condom, and tore the wrapper open with my teeth. I kept caressing her pussy with one hand while I rolled the condom on with the other.
"I'm putting it in now."
"Mmn... put it in."
Keeping my fingers on her clit the whole time I put the condom on had paid off — her pussy was still soaking wet. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance.
"Kh—..."
As I pushed into that tight slit, a rush of heat hit me along with a fierce, gripping pressure. I'd gotten myself plenty worked up teasing her, so the stimulation was no joke. Her insides clung to me, wet and greedy. At this rate I was going to come just from pushing in. I couldn't let her see something that pathetic. I clenched down hard and drove all the way in at once.
"Haaah!"
Thanks to all the foreplay, she didn't flinch in pain — she took every inch of me. I held still at the deepest point of missionary, and she reached up, cupped the back of my head, and pulled me down for a kiss.
Once that sudden surge of climax had settled a little, I started moving my hips, slow.
"Hngh! Ah—!"
She moaned in time with every roll of my hips. Yesterday her hair had hidden her face. Today I could see every filthy, undone expression she made. I stared at those slightly unfocused eyes and that wrecked face, and she turned her head away, embarrassed.
"Haaah! ...Don't stare like that. It's embarrassing."
"Why? You just look pretty."
"Nngh..."
Same kind of compliment as before — but her walls squeezed down around my cock, telling me with her body that she liked it. Atmosphere really was everything. I kept the mood going and picked up the pace, little by little.
"Hngh, haaah! That feels good!"
The wet slap of skin on skin — tak, tak, tak — filled the little officetel. Her moans were getting louder. She was getting close too.
Except—
"Kh—... I'm gonna come."
The climax I'd been holding back since the moment I first pushed in got there first. I came in thick, pulsing spurts.
"Haaah..."
The release felt incredible — and then the disappointment hit.
Damn... if I'd held on just a little longer, Seong Gaeul would've come too...
I rested my face against her chest for a moment, and then I felt her hand come up to cradle my head. That's when I remembered how important aftercare was. This was no time to just lie there in post-nut clarity.
It's a two-shot anyway. No point getting hung up on it.
I lifted my head, looked at her with as much tenderness as I could put in my eyes, and kissed her.