The First Box Rush
The moment Kim Namhu stepped into the motel room, the woman behaved like a wild beast.
As if the tears in her clothes meant nothing, she tore them off completely.
She was naked in an instant.
Her body was a masterpiece crafted from money—lush breasts, wide hips, flawless skin.
She clearly enjoyed the way Kim Namhu stared at her as though he could tear her apart with his eyes.
She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him, her voice low and trembling with desire.
“I’m on birth control. I don’t want to get pregnant by my husband. If you don’t mind, I want to do it raw. What do you think? If you’re worried, well… there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Even married women were fierce.
Kim Namhu had known this would happen and had already had a vasectomy years ago.
He had no fear of pregnancy after a few loads.
“Then… shall I trust you?”
The woman smiled, pressed her swollen, dripping entrance against his tip, and sank down in one smooth motion.
Her heat swallowed him whole.
Kim Namhu felt her walls flutter around him and knew she would come in seconds.
She rocked her hips hard, piston-like, driving him deep and relentless.
Kim Namhu was perfectly relaxed.
All he had to do was keep himself rock-hard beneath her.
She reached climax on her own—body shaking, breasts bouncing wildly, hips grinding in frenzy.
After several long minutes of this, Kim Namhu’s patience finally snapped.
Even during sex he always made sure his partner was thoroughly satisfied, but his young, hot, sensitive body simply couldn’t hold back any longer.
‘Is holding it in really easier when you’re older?’
Fortunately, the woman had already come several times on top of him and was more than satisfied.
If he finished right now, she would likely say nothing.
“Keep squeezing and pounding like that and I might not be able to hold on…”
“It’s fine. You’re still young, right? I can do it several times.”
She gave him no mercy.
When Kim Namhu came, she flooded her womb with thick, ropey cum, milking every drop.
The moment he pulled out, she was already reaching another orgasm.
Her lust, however, was far from sated.
She kept his cock buried inside her and crushed her lips to his in a deep, hungry kiss.
Her inner walls rippled and squeezed him again, dragging him back to hardness in moments.
Kim Namhu now had to fuck her three more times.
No matter how young the body, this was still exhausting.
And strangely, the woman’s skin looked even smoother and more radiant afterward.
Kim Namhu’s actions had left Jang Hyo-woon utterly stunned.
First, he had spotted a woman who looked extremely expensive.
‘She’s not the type who walks up to anyone. This is going to be expensive from the start, but that’s the price of experience.’
Then, after thirty minutes inside the bar, the two were acting like long-time lovers—bodies pressed close, leaving together.
They immediately headed to the nearby motel.
‘Is this even possible?’
Even veteran hosts only managed to get a woman’s number on the street, share coffee, and drink—nothing more.
Hitting it off on the very first day was almost unheard of.
It required both talent and a little luck.
A complete beginner on his first outing could never manage something like this.
Three hours later, the woman stepped out with a completely refreshed expression.
She handed Kim Namhu a business card.
Kim Namhu looked dazed.
After she vanished into the night, Cha Ji-hoon went straight to him.
“What the hell happened?”
“Just sex. Once I rest a bit, I’ll be fine.”
Kim Namhu walked to the convenience store, bought a chocolate milk, and drank it in one go.
His young body recovered strength instantly.
“So… all the training is over?”
“Yeah. Yeah, that’s right.”
Cha Ji-hoon was torn over how to tell the seniors that training had ended early.
**
The next day, before the store opened.
As always, Main Lee Sang-soo gathered every host for a quick “Let’s go!” pep talk.
But the usually cheerful smile was gone.
Lee Sang-soo was deliberately angry.
‘After only a week? He claims he’s finished training?’
To him, this meant one of two things: either Cha Ji-hoon had skimped on the lessons, or Kim Namhu had tricked the innocent Cha Ji-hoon into skipping them.
Either way, it was not something to overlook.
‘We already give new hosts plenty of slack for training.’
During training, both the trainer and trainee still received pocket money.
This box had never done that.
And they had never stretched the training period either.
Most boxes taught on the fly and threw beginners straight into the field.
They tested them, kept the ones who survived, and kicked out the rest.
‘Even if the senior makes a good environment, they still don’t know how to use it.’
So Lee Sang-soo had decided to punish the two of them properly—right now, in the field.
Not with words.
With real action.
Cha Ji-hoon was still barely able to call himself a one-person box.
Every new host froze the moment they entered a table and lost their dominant position.
Lee Sang-soo spoke coldly.
“The new rookie you brought in says he’s already finished training.”
Cha Ji-hoon couldn’t stay still.
He had given everything, told the absolute truth, yet no one believed him.
Every senior host who heard the news reacted the same way—disbelief or outright anger.
“So we’re putting the new one straight into his first table today. Can you do it, rookie?”
“Yes.”
Kim Namhu actually felt good about getting thrown into the field so soon.
Lee Sang-soo’s words didn’t end there.
“But even if we do that, we’re not just sending you in alone. Cha Ji-hoon is coming with you too. You’ll help the rookie and make sure he survives. Understood?”
“Wh-what? Yes, of course!”
Cha Ji-hoon answered with a face full of tension.
Lee Sang-soo told everyone to give it their all and dismissed them.
He then went to Jang Hyo-woon.
“Hyung. It’ll be fine, right? Like the other newbies, I’ll go to a nice regular customer first and take it slow?”
Lee Sang-soo usually tried to nurture every single host to make them last longer.
So even on the first day, he had them approach friendly regulars to ease in.
Jang Hyo-woon shook his head vigorously.
“Even if it is, finishing training after only a week is too much. The boss must have prepared something tough. Just go in and give it everything. If you break today, I’ll treat you to drinks.”
Jang Hyo-woon had also been unable to cover his faction this time.
At least he had warned Cha Ji-hoon early so the mental shock would be lighter.
Cha Ji-hoon had been in the industry long enough to have met all kinds of crazy customers.
The truly insane ones made him want to hit women.
He went to Kim Namhu, told him what was coming, and braced himself.
“Ah… I was just killing time and filling the box. It’s pocket money, but why tell the truth?”
“Senior, don’t worry. We’ll manage somehow.”
“You haven’t seen the real crazy ones. Touch a woman customer and the rumor spreads instantly. No one will hire you. Those who keep going anyway are straight-up crazy.”
The two sat quietly in the waiting area.
After a while, two women entered carrying the aroma of regulars.
They smiled brightly at Lee Sang-soo.
“Oh? It’s half price today? We asked for half off last time and you didn’t do it?”
“You two have been with us for a while now, so it’s okay. Enjoy yourself today. And you know what I mean, right?”
Lee Sang-soo had already warned them on the phone that they had to fix the new boy’s attitude.
“Will we really act like regulars?”
“Pfft. You two are far from real regulars. Just a little picky, that’s all.”
“Ah, come on.”
The women laughed and playfully slapped Lee Sang-soo’s arm.
It wasn’t painful, but the sting was real.
Lee Sang-soo smiled as he led them into the empty private room.
The staff were on high alert, preparing snacks and beer so nothing would go wrong.
The women raised their voices.
“Let’s hurry. Let me try that new guy first.”
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