A Temp for SGC
I left the airport, got behind the wheel, and drove to where Choi Jeong-ah was waiting. I picked her up on the spot and headed for the Alexandria Coastal Villa.
A cliff with the Mediterranean spread out below it. Standing on the broad terrace of the great villa set above that drop, her eyes went even wider than they had in the suite the last time.
"This is really yours, oppa?"
"Yeah. Want me to pull the deed?"
"Oh my god~ How much money do you even have?"
"Enough to live well and not come up short. You like it?"
"Like it? Obviously."
Her gaze went hazy as she looked down at the sea. She'd dressed with intent again today, and there was nothing ordinary about the outfit. A short dress clung to her body. Beneath it her long legs showed bare, and above them the full swell of her ass narrowed into her waist before rising into two heavy breasts that made their weight plain. The letters USA, printed tight across her chest, were stretched wide to either side. It was nothing you could mistake for a traveler's clothes. Gripping the railing in an outfit like that, ass pushed out, she might as well have been sending a signal that didn't need words.
I came up behind her and drew her lightly into my arms. Just as I'd thought, she was already worked up, and she didn't shy from my hands. The estate sat off by itself with no one to see, so I moved without hesitation. My hands were rough, but I was sure she was already more than halfway gone. There was no Submission Collar. The wealth I'd shown her had already turned Choi Jeong-ah's heart obedient, and now it was time to show her who was king.
My hands kneaded her breasts, then undid the front of the dress and seized the bare flesh, working it.
"Aah~ Oppa. Someone'll see. Mmn. Aaah~"
Of course.
"Don't worry. You can't see this place from outside."
I found the lips of her thrown-back face and sucked them into a deep kiss. Tongue tangled with tongue, and a sharp pleasure ran through me. I hiked her short skirt up, pressed her shoulders until she gripped the terrace railing, and took myself out of my pants. One hand closed around the angrily swollen length; the other dragged her thin panties down. I kneaded the taut ass she'd thrust all the way back. The feel of a woman in her twenties, ripe and full, was exquisite. I brought my cock to her and rubbed it up and down along the cleft of her ass and over her pussy.
"Mmm~ Oppa. Oppa~ Didn't you miss me at all?"
"Quiet. Stick that ass out straight."
"Hnn~ Fuck~ You only ever think about screwing me~ Aaah~"
"You want it in just as bad."
Around the hole where her slick had leaked, everything was already wet and sticky. I fitted the head to the mouth of her, took that slender waist in both hands, and pushed straight in.
"Aaah~!"
I stayed with the feeling of being inside her for a moment, then slowly built the pace. With every stroke the length drew back out of her glazed in cloudy slick.
"Aaah~ Aaah~ Oppa~ Right here~ It feels so good~ Oppa~ Aaah~!"
I'd known bringing her here would get her going. A woman is sometimes more excited by the place than by the man. I reached forward and seized one heavy breast. The soft, yielding give of it against my palm stirred the urge to ruin her. I clenched my hand and squeezed, and at the same time drove my hips in harder, the sound of it turning wetter and filthier.
"Aang! Oppa. Harder! Fuck me harder~ Aaah~ Aaah~ Aang~"
It wasn't put on. The flesh gripping me clenched tight, clamping down and rocking itself back and forth, and the ass that had only been taking it began to buck on its own, grinding furiously over me.
"Aaah~ Aaah~ Oppa~ Aaah! Come inside! I don't care if I get pregnant today~ Please~ come inside~ Aaah~! Aaah~ Aahng~~!"
She was coaxing me to finish inside. She must have decided pregnancy didn't matter. I had no intention of refusing. If it happened, I'd think about it then. Every thrust jolted that narrow waist, and her upper body, both hands braced on the railing, swayed as if it might pitch over. Only days ago this was the woman who'd played so haughty, and now I was taking her from behind. She liked being fucked so much she shook her head from side to side. Watching that long hair whip like a wave, the sense of conquest climbed in me. For the last of it I grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and yanked.
"Kyaah~ Oppa~ Aang~ Rougher! Aaah~ Fuck~ Aang~ You rapist bastard~! Aaah~! Aaah~! So good~!"
I hauled on her torso, bent back like a bow, and snapped my hips in hard.
"Aaah~! Aaah~! Aaah~! Oppa~! Oppa~! Aak~! Oppa~!!!"
"Nngh! You fucking bitch!"
Semen burst out of me all at once. The sharp rush of coming shook me head to toe, and I rode the release out on rough breaths. When I pulled out, her hands slipped from the railing and she folded to the floor as if she'd come undone. A cloudy fluid ran from between her thighs onto the terrace.
That settled it. Confidence came up, and I got bolder still. I pushed my cock, gone soft after the one release, toward her mouth.
"Suck it clean. I'll decide whether we talk business based on how you suck."
She side-eyed me for a moment, then opened her mouth as if she had no other choice and began, carefully, to suck the wet cock.
At the big table in the villa's living room, Choi Jeong-ah sat across from me with her eyes gone round.
"Gold?"
"Yeah. More precisely, this."
I set a single gold coin down in front of her.
"This is it? The one they found in the Nile?"
I'd spun her a rough cover. A large cache of gold coins, discovered on a Nile expedition. Rather than report coins with no known owner, acquire a shuttered gold-mining company, melt the coins into bullion, and sell that.
"Sales run every quarter. Forty kilograms a quarter. The buyers are already set, and the taxes get filed clean, down to the last figure."
Choi Jeong-ah hadn't gone without a working life, and she caught at once that something was being hidden. But — If the paperwork just looks right on the surface, I figure I can slip out of it clean. She decided to meet him halfway for now and hear the rest.
"So what you're saying, oppa, is I should take that company and run it?"
"I have to go back to my company before long. I can't stay here the whole time. While I'm gone, you live here, take the bullion we send, and sell it to the firm. You handle the tax filings and the rest of it alongside that. The contracted accountant and lawyer will take care of the fine print. Your job is to manage it and report in. Think of it as a posting at an overseas branch."
At the words overseas branch, a picture rose in Choi Jeong-ah's head: a career woman working abroad, and in Egypt, of all exotic cities. It was, in its way, the sort of dream women in their twenties and thirties carried around. Live in a luxury place like this and post under the concept of a woman's everyday life on an overseas assignment, and the views would obviously explode. She was already halfway thrilled at the follower count climbing. Then she caught hold of herself.
"Then the salary?"
"Eighty thousand dollars a year. In return you stay in this house, and the car, the operating costs, all of that goes on the company card."
Eighty thousand dollars. Even a rough conversion put it past a hundred million won a year. To someone who had come out of a small freight-forwarding outfit at Incheon Port, that was serious money.
"The work won't amount to much. Do what's on the schedule, and the rest of your time you can spend on social media or not. Up to you."
"But how do you trust me? What if I grab the money and run?"
"Then I find you."
"And if you can't?"
"We've got someone on our side who's uncanny at finding people. That's why I can hand this over and not worry."
I let the word we slip out.
"Hmm. So you find me, and then what? You gonna kill me?"
For an instant Choi Jeong-ah felt a cold thread slide down her spine. The answer had come out as if it were nothing. Heard one way, it sounded like a joke — and yet she had the feeling it might be real. Watching the face that was weighing it, I applied a little pressure.
"If you don't want it, say so. I'll have to find another girl."
At the mention of a replacement, Choi Jeong-ah nodded at once. She knew perfectly well that women would line up to bite even at half these terms.
"No. I'll do it."
Eighty thousand a year, a luxury mansion, a luxury import. A cleaning service came through on a schedule and did the house besides, and incidentals like fuel all went to the company. On the face of it the terms looked too good. On the other hand, a woman of Choi Jeong-ah's caliber would easily fetch three hundred gold on Gaia, and three hundred gold was on the order of two billion won. I was loath to spend money like that, and if I put her to work I could still fuck her whenever the urge hit. All told, I was getting her cheap.
"All right. Then first I'll introduce you to the lawyer. You'll be working together from here on."
From that day the handover ran for several days. It had only been a small forwarding company, but she'd handled all kinds of work at once, and perhaps because of that Choi Jeong-ah grasped the procedures quickly. The moment she met the lawyer and the accountant and took the papers in hand, she started posting.
The posts went up one after another. She framed the front of the law office, herself in a meeting, herself sitting in a Cairo cafe going over documents, all of it prettily shot, and put them up. Until now her followers had mostly been men there to admire Choi Jeong-ah's figure, but the moment she posted under an overseas-work concept, women surged in. The comments, too, were plastered over with women's envy.
Watching from beside her, it was a spectacle. On the other hand, seeing how deftly she hid the company details and anything personal, I was quietly relieved. Not a complete idiot, then.
A few days later I melted the coins down, brought the gold, and took her along to the deal. I introduced her to the partners on the other side.
"From now on, our Manager Choi will be coming in my place. I'll be counting on you to look after her."
I showed her the whole process of the transaction and made sure she watched the money land in the account.
"Oh my god! Two million dollars — eighty-eight million pounds."
Choi Jeong-ah's eyes went wide all over again. Now she understood why there was so much money. Four deals like that, and the year's revenue came to twenty billion won. And since he claimed to be using gold coins he'd unearthed, the cost was next to nothing. At that scale, the net profit dwarfed a mid-sized company's. In that instant, an ordinary-looking man more than ten years older than she was looked sexy.
"Oppa~~ Honey, you're so sexy today, you know that?"
"Me? Or the money?"
"The money's you, and you're the money. Same thing, right?"
"A little too honest, don't you think?"
"My exes said that was my best quality. Hehe."
With that she came into my arms and ran her hand over my thigh and the cloth between my legs.
"Sly little bitch."
On the way home, Choi Jeong-ah leaned down, unzipped my pants, and started sucking my stiff cock. I only just made it back to the house with her mouth on me the whole way.
And so most of the day-to-day work of Sahara Gold Company had been handed over to Choi Jeong-ah. Even when I went back to my old post, I had someone to handle things in my place. It was time to deal with the rest of what I still had left.
While Choi Jeong-ah slept, I set out for Gaia.