The First Time
Ha Ji-yeon took Kim Namhu’s erection into her mouth and occasionally spoke.
“Did you know? This is my first time sucking a man’s cock.”
“Even your husband’s?”
“My husband’s was just for the purpose of giving me his seed. And even after that, I had sex with hosts, but I never had actual sex.”
Kim Namhu felt a thrill surge through him at the realization that he had finally deflowered the virgin tightness of Ha Ji-yeon’s mouth.
And Ha Ji-yeon slid her hand downward while continuing to suck him.
She lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside, fingers working her own sex in slow, deliberate strokes.
She was clearly one of those women who handled her arousal alone.
Kim Namhu reached down and gently pinched her nipple.
Her eyes fluttered shut in pure pleasure.
“Ah. I’ve watched so much on the internet, but doing it in real life… it’s hard to get right. I wanted to just suck you instead.”
“Then use your hand. Stroke the shaft hard.”
Kim Namhu usually held back during sex with female clients, but he could hold it as long as she wanted.
He distracted his mind elsewhere when holding back, then focused every nerve on his cock the moment he was about to release.
He poured all his attention into Ha Ji-yeon’s mouth now.
He felt her tongue and cheek against the head.
He watched her fingers work the shaft with expert rhythm.
He was already close.
“I’m about to—”
Most women hated the taste of cum, so a warning was good manners.
Yet Ha Ji-yeon ignored the warning and kept sucking.
Even a legendary host like Kim Namhu couldn’t stop the flow once it started.
She swallowed every drop, rolling her tongue slowly to savor the taste.
She swallowed hard.
“It’s not as bad as I expected.”
Once she had taken it all, she went back to his cock with fresh hunger.
“Since you’re young, you’ll be hard again in no time.”
Just as she said, Kim Namhu rose instantly.
Ha Ji-yeon pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top, guiding his cock to her entrance.
“I had a permanent contraception procedure after giving birth to my child. So I’m fine without a condom. If you’re worried, stop me.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be the one worrying about that instead of the host?”
“I trust you, Namhu.”
Kim Namhu smiled.
“I got a vasectomy too. I didn’t want to knock any women up.”
“We’re in sync, then.”
Ha Ji-yeon sank down onto him in one smooth motion.
The ride was rough, hips slamming like she hadn’t had a man inside her in years.
Today’s date had clearly been the biggest turn-on of her life.
Kim Namhu struggled to hold back beneath her.
Her movements were fierce. Skin on skin felt dangerously intimate.
“Cum inside me!”
They both shattered together.
Kim Namhu flooded her depths, and Ha Ji-yeon moaned in ecstasy as the hot pulses filled her.
She had never let her husband do this raw, but with Kim Namhu she felt nothing but pleasure.
He pulled out after, watching the semen slowly leak from her swollen pussy.
Ha Ji-yeon lay there breathing hard, satisfied that she had been the one to finish the job.
Kim Namhu stroked his cock, eyes drinking in her naked body.
She was already hardening again.
Ha Ji-yeon saw it, opened her legs wide on the bed, and purred.
“Here’s my hole, Namhu’s. Go as hard as you want. Fill me up.”
Kim Namhu rose on his knees and drove into her from behind in one brutal thrust.
No woman could match a man’s strength.
The pace was savage, relentless.
His cock slammed into her without an inch of slack.
Her inner walls clenched and fluttered, welcoming every inch.
She loved rough sex.
The harder he went, the more she craved.
“Harder?”
“Yes!”
Kim Namhu leaned down and bit her nipple.
Ha Ji-yeon arched her back with a loud, needy moan.
They were undoubtedly the most intense couple in the motel right now.
“My husband has never made that face.”
“Never! He can’t even fuck properly! He never makes me react like this!”
Kim Namhu grinned, adrenaline surging.
He teased her clit while driving deep.
Her whole body trembled under his touch.
It felt as if her soul was being branded by his cock and his sex.
He pulled out suddenly.
Ha Ji-yeon cried out in frustration, her pussy clenching desperately.
“What are you doing? Hurry—give it to me!”
Kim Namhu was satisfied. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone.
He flipped her over and pulled her into doggy style.
This was the only position strong enough for what he planned.
He slammed back in and delivered a sharp slap to her ass.
Her walls tightened even more.
“Ah—harder! Deeper!”
Ha Ji-yeon came again, and Kim Namhu flooded the deepest part of her.
Even if the seed couldn’t create life, the pleasure was real.
After the brutal session, they collapsed side by side on the bed, breathing slowly.
Kim Namhu asked the woman who looked completely sated.
“It’s okay, right?”
They had crossed a river from which there was no turning back.
If anyone found out they had sex, even if adultery was decriminalized, she could face enormous civil damages.
Ha Ji-yeon stroked his hair.
“Don’t worry. I have plenty of evidence my husband was with other women in motels. And if anything happens, I’ll cover every penny of the cost myself.”
Kim Namhu was certain she had just become his second regular customer.
**
After that, Ha Ji-yeon visited The Queen more often.
Every single time she summoned him personally.
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[New Regular Customer Confirmed — Ha Ji-yeon. Premium VIP status activated.]
She bought bottles of Yamazaki like water, clearly wanting to keep his spirits high.
Kim Namhu’s prices rose even higher.
Once a man who couldn’t be touched by anyone held his power, nothing could change that.
But not everyone was happy for a rising star.
Some burned with envy and jealousy.
The first to show it was Im Geun-woo, a member of Choi Moon-ho’s faction.
He was a rough, manly host who swaggered like a real man.
Good behavior would make him a top-class male host; bad behavior, nothing more than a pig.
“Who are you?”
“Pardon?”
“You seduced the Queen of the Underworld?”
“My eyes don’t lie. You’ve been playing in Gangnam, haven’t you?”
Gangnam had always been Seoul’s crown jewel of nightlife.
That he would suspect Kim Namhu was from there was only natural.
Kim Namhu answered calmly.
“Even if your temper is filthy, you don’t dare act like that in front of a junior from another faction.”
This was clearly someone’s order.
“Did Moon-ho hyung tell you to ask?”
Im Geun-woo’s face flushed crimson the moment Kim Namhu hit the nail exactly on the head.
“W-what? No! Who would—?”
Kim Namhu thought about Choi Moon-ho.
He had been The Queen’s top Ace host.
“He stayed quiet when I brought in a regular from outside.”
Jang Sun-young hadn’t cared because she was the one Kim Namhu had brought in.
But Ha Ji-yeon was a regular who had been causing trouble in the store for a long time, and Choi Moon-ho had plenty of chances.
“He probably wishes he had made an effort to make her his regular.”
That clearly stung his pride.
Im Geun-woo’s voice grew louder with rage.
“I’m asking again. Don’t lie. Did you work in Gangnam?”
“No. I got lucky. You know that too, hyung—there are clients who just suit my taste. Maybe that client was meant for me.”
Kim Namhu had never worked anywhere else in this life.
Every rumor about him was already dead in the water.
Kim Namhu starting as a host at The Queen in this life was an undisputed fact.
If he kept answering, the Choi Moon-ho faction would have nothing left to dig up.
[Rumors of “Gangnam Connection” debunked. No further action needed.]