The Host's Warm Invitation
“It's just because I can't stop looking at you that I want to put in extra effort too. That's why I'm grateful.”
Originally, Jang Hyo-woon had simply wanted to keep things smooth and running without a hitch.
He was older now, in his prime, making good money, but he knew he couldn't go on like this forever.
So, deep down, even if faction fights dragged on under Lee Sang-soo, he just hoped nothing serious would happen.
But watching Kim Namhu shine was stirring something in his chest.
“The maknae is working that hard, so I can't just sit here doing nothing. That's all thanks to you. I want to do something more in return.”
“I don't really get it, but keep at it, hyung.”
“Yeah. Let's give it our all.”
**
On his day off, Kim Namhu called Jang Sun-young and Ha Ji-yeon, the two women who had been such a big help.
Jang Sun-young wasn't picking up, apparently still asleep during the day.
Ha Ji-yeon, a housewife, answered.
“What's up in the afternoon?”
“You've been spreading my name around to all those prosecutor wives, haven't you? The guests who heard and came looking? They're flooding in now.”
“Oh, that? Just a little story I heard on the way. Everyone's bored and can't find a place to go, so they said they'd come for a bit.”
Ha Ji-yeon said it lightly.
She hadn't asked him for anything specific, so she wasn't taking it seriously at all.
She had no idea how much power one tiny rumor could wield.
“Even so, thanks to what you told me, I've been helped in so many ways. Thank you.”
“And some other woman asked me to go out for a second round, but I told her I was with someone I know. You didn't want me to?”
“Of course not. I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable.”
The smile on Ha Ji-yeon's face was impossible to hold back as she listened on the phone.
She had enjoyed nights out with hosts and all the play around them, but this host was the first one to call her during the day just to say thank you.
All the other hosts only ever called when they wanted something from her or were in a pinch for money.
And only Kim Namhu paid attention to every little thing that might make her uncomfortable.
“Only in words, huh?”
Ha Ji-yeon glanced around her own home.
Her husband, who couldn't even stand up for himself, had gone to work. Their daughter was at school.
He'd probably come back late after overtime or one of those room salons, and the girl would be back even later after academies and friends.
The empty house in the daytime was lonely and boring.
“What should I do for you? I'll listen to anything.”
She had no intention of agreeing to something unreasonable.
Women who pushed unreasonable requests were better cut off quickly.
And there wasn't a single sane woman who didn't melt at the chance to hear such words.
And if she was truly thinking clearly, her request would be reasonable enough.
“Then come over to play? I'm so bored.”
“Is that okay?”
Living as a host, there were times she'd been with a lot of women in a lot of different places.
And among all those places, the most dangerous was always the home of a married woman.
Even if her husband was perfect, if he found out, he could snap.
It was literally a death sentence.
“I'm fine. My husband and daughter won't be back until late.”
Kim Namhu felt a flicker of worry, but he decided to fulfill Ha Ji-yeon's wish.
Ha Ji-yeon was the classic lonely housewife with money and plenty of time.
Those kinds of women craved thrills.
“Then I'll come.”
Kim Namhu could feel Ha Ji-yeon smiling through the phone.
He heard her breathing grow rough.
“Send me the address. Tell me when you're on your way.”
Kim Namhu quickly got dressed and stepped out of the guesthouse.
He hailed a taxi and headed toward Ha Ji-yeon's house.
There were rich people everywhere in Bukhansan.
Her mansion looked like something from a movie, grand and sprawling.
Three stories, a wide yard, walls high enough to shut out the world and keep their privacy safe.
It was the kind of true wealth most apartments couldn't even dream of.
He rang the bell, and Ha Ji-yeon herself came out to open the gate.
She answered his greeting with a hand clamped firmly around his wrist, pulling him inside.
“Hello…”
But before he could even finish, she covered his lips with her own.
In the last few years, she'd had more sex in a single month than she had in all the years before.
She had always thought she wasn't very sexual, but that was wrong.
She had simply never had the right partner to satisfy her.
Kim Namhu was young and fresh.
Just being near him made Ha Ji-yeon's body tremble.
Right now, she was expressing that trembling with a kiss.
She nipped lightly at his tongue and sucked on his lower lip.
At the same time, her hand slipped inside his shirt and found his nipple, rolling it between her fingers.
Touching her husband's body had always felt like pure disgust, but seeing him react with lust in his eyes was the most satisfying thing in the world, all the way to her soul.
“So soon, already.”
And his young body hardened instantly.
Ha Ji-yeon dropped to her knees right in front of him.
“Ji-yeon. We're still in the open here, you know?”
They were inside the courtyard behind the gate.
Even if the walls blocked the view, outsiders were still outsiders.
“It's fine.”
Ha Ji-yeon rubbed her face against his erection, using every sense she had.
“It seems extra lively today.”
As she spoke, she took him into her mouth in one smooth motion.
She sucked like a woman who actually wanted to taste real cum.
She could do it because she knew his body could get hard again in seconds, no matter how quickly she finished him.
Kim Namhu closed his eyes and let the sunlight warm his face as he enjoyed the blowjob.
Ha Ji-yeon varied her technique.
She sucked only the head, then used her tongue to tease the underside.
She was hunting for new points that made him feel good and trying to drive him wild.
It was just two parts—mouth and cock—but a person's imagination could make fellatio evolve endlessly.
Then Ha Ji-yeon tried a new technique she'd seen in some Western porn from not too long ago.
“Mm! Mm!”
She opened her throat and gently pushed his head down.
Kim Namhu's cock was fairly thick, and all she needed was patience.
“Mm…”
Ha Ji-yeon breathed through her nose, feeling his cock slide into her throat.
When she tightened her throat, she could feel his cock twitch with pleasure.
‘If I can do this with my mouth, I could probably do it with my ass too, no problem.’
Kim Namhu barely held back his orgasm.
The more she pleasured him, the harder and thicker his cock grew, and once he came, he wouldn't be able to get hard again today.
‘I want to give her the best cock I have.’
She was the kind of woman who would go to this length for him.
She deserved nothing less than the best pleasure.
Kim Namhu looked down.
Ha Ji-yeon's expression was already relaxed.
She had taken the deepthroat and was ready to take him all the way down.
Both her hands were already lifting her skirt and slipping inside her panties.
“Ji-yeon, I want you.”
The moment Kim Namhu spoke, Ha Ji-yeon stood up.
She braced her hands against the wall, turned her back, and arched.
A trickle of her juices ran down her thighs.
Ha Ji-yeon made one request.
“Then put it all the way in.”
They had already had sex several times.
Kim Namhu had told her about his vasectomy, so they were naturally enjoying raw sex.
No condom was needed.
He lifted her skirt and slid her panties down.
Her plump ass glistened with wetness and her slit was visible.
He aimed at the hole and pushed straight in.
“Whoa, it's in!”
Ha Ji-yeon trembled with joy at the sensation.
She welcomed the thick head spreading her inner walls.
Once he reached her deepest point, he started moving exactly the way she wanted.
He was moving freely, just for her pleasure.
When Kim Namhu moved for himself, Ha Ji-yeon reached her peak.
And she wasn't just passively taking it from behind.
She moved her hips on her own, changing angles so the shaft rubbed against her sensitive spots.
“Ahh! Yes! Yes! Right there!”
Ha Ji-yeon forgot, for a moment, that they were outside.
She was lost in the sex.
Kim Namhu was scared someone might call the police, so he had to cover her mouth with his hand.
Ha Ji-yeon shook with her orgasm and thought,
‘This kind of good sex… there really is no one else but Namhu! It's completely different from my husband!’
Kim Namhu poked at Ha Ji-yeon's weak spot with the tip of his cock.
Her back arched when he jabbed it.
She knew she had completely surrendered to him.
It felt far better than just making money or having sex with a woman.
‘Maybe I'm just enjoying making women feel good, and that's why I'm back doing this host job.’
They fucked outside until their clothes were soaked with sweat.
And at the same time, they both came.
Kim Namhu's cumless seed dirtied the inside of her pussy.
The sticky, salty smell seeped deep inside her.