The New Host's Aftercare
Jang Su-young said.
“I should at least repay you somehow, right? After all the help you’ve given me.”
Jang Sun-young burst out laughing.
She’d already understood the hidden intention behind her daughter’s words.
It wasn’t merely that she had received kindness and should return it. There was something deeper—Jang Su-young genuinely wanted to do something for Kim Namhu.
“Then how about treating me to an expensive meal next time?”
Jang Sun-young had already been spending money on Kim Namhu without hesitation.
Giving more money carried little meaning.
And Jang Su-young had come up with an even better idea than her mother.
“An expensive meal? Mr. Namhu is already earning more than enough. He could probably eat whatever he wanted with his own money.”
“True enough.”
Jang Sun-young had realized how generously Namhu’s earnings had become.
“Then what should I do?”
“Cooking at home would be nice, wouldn’t it? He said he’s living alone now. He always ends up eating out. Don’t you think he’d crave home-cooked meals?”
“Ugh.”
Jang Sun-young sighed.
She herself had considered the same thing.
But she had no talent for cooking.
She had lived her life as a Ten-Pro Ace, mastering only the art of seducing men. Cooking? She had only ever enjoyed the food someone else prepared.
Even at home, she always ordered delivery.
“Don’t worry. I’ll prepare the side dishes and stew. You just boil the stew and set it out, okay?”
And in the complete opposite way her mother had raised her, Jang Su-young was also quite skilled at cooking.
Jang Sun-young, seeing her daughter offer so generously, immediately agreed.
“Fine. Then I’ll let you know when I come to visit your place next Wednesday.”
**
On a day off, Kim Namhu was invited to Jang Sun-young’s house.
“Thank you for last time. So today, I’ll be the one serving you.”
The moment Kim Namhu stepped into the apartment lobby, Jang Sun-young dropped to her knees right in front of him.
She unzipped his pants and pulled out his already hard cock.
She began to lick it gently with her tongue, coaxing it back to full stiffness.
The oral skills of a former Ten-Pro Ace were truly something else.
They were several steps above those of an ordinary woman who hadn’t received professional training.
Her tongue moved like a small snake, and her lips pressed exactly on the sensitive parts of his shaft without any force at all.
“Hmgh…”
Just as Kim Namhu was about to finish, she pulled away precisely.
She stood up and lifted her mini skirt.
She wasn’t wearing panties.
“If I swallow it, it feels a little wasteful, doesn’t it?”
“Then swallow it here and there.”
“Oh my. You really are young and energetic.”
Ten-Pro was an expensive place.
Most of the clients who came there were middle-aged or older men whose stamina had worn down.
The salon even prepared Viagra for them, but most still finished quickly and left satisfied.
Kim Namhu, however, continued having sex with female clients for at least three climaxes just to ensure their satisfaction.
His body had long since adapted to that kind of release.
Jang Sun-young knelt in front of him again.
She stroked his cock with both hands and rubbed her face against it.
Kim Namhu looked down at her.
The sight of Jang Sun-young’s gorgeous face rubbing against his cock was unbearably erotic.
Her red lips parted, and his cock slid into her mouth once more.
This time, she used her hands as well to pleasure him, even if he came inside.
One hand stroked the shaft while the other gently fondled his balls.
Originally, the dynamic was that Kim Namhu served and Jang Sun-young received, but today it was different.
Jang Sun-young was sucking his cock as though it were the sweetest thing in the world.
Kim Namhu found this side of her strangely unfamiliar.
He enjoyed making women feel good, but this felt almost awkward.
Still, he was enjoying it.
“I want to suck something too.”
In response, Jang Sun-young kept sucking while moving his body however she liked with her hands.
She laid him down on the living-room floor and climbed on top of him.
Still sucking, she moved her entire body so that her lower half faced his face.
She lifted her mini skirt again.
Her pussy, already slightly wet with arousal, appeared in full view, emitting a lewd scent.
She began to sway her hips in a teasing rhythm.
It was as if she was saying that if he wanted, she would lick her own pussy anytime.
‘From the beginning, I thought her pussy was so pretty.’
She had no idea how she managed it, but her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and the area was a flawless pink, clean all the way through.
Knowing that frequent use darkened the color, this had to be not only from care but from natural talent.
It wasn’t just delicious—it was a pretty pussy.
‘A Ten-Pro Ace isn’t just anyone.’
Kim Namhu licked Jang Sun-young’s pretty pussy with his tongue.
“Haaat!”
Jang Sun-young let out a pleased moan.
And Kim Namhu savored the ripe scent and taste of a mature woman.
From this flavor, he understood that what she had said about giving birth to his child wasn’t a joke at all.
Her pussy was still fully functional.
It was difficult to believe she had ever given birth.
And as Kim Namhu licked her pussy more eagerly, she began to perform fellatio with even greater passion.
‘Today was supposed to be the day I make Namhu feel good…’
Yet he was the one making her feel good again.
When his tongue plunged deep inside her, she could feel it wriggling inside her.
She was about to climax when she suddenly lifted her hips.
“Eh?!”
“Sorry. I can’t hold back anymore.”
Jang Sun-young’s body spun on top of his again.
Her pussy aligned exactly with his cock.
She placed her entrance over the head and slowly rotated her hips.
Without even touching it, his cock slid smoothly into her.
“Please excuse me.”
Jang Sun-young lowered her hips.
She took him in as deep as she possibly could.
“Haaah…!”
Jang Sun-young felt an orgasm from nothing more than being penetrated.
Her pussy, already throbbing from his tongue earlier, had no choice but to reach climax.
Jang Sun-young’s body went limp; she collapsed onto Kim Namhu’s chest.
Her breasts pressed against his chest.
“Sorry. I was supposed to satisfy you today.”
“No. I like making Sun-young feel this way too.”
It was the truth.
Kim Namhu loved sex, and he loved making women lose their minds.
He loved watching a woman feel a real orgasm, her face flushed with pleasure, her pussy twitching.
He thought the sexiest moment for a woman was during orgasm.
That was why hosting suited him perfectly.
Kim Namhu grabbed both of Jang Sun-young’s shoulders and lifted her head to kiss her mouth.
Even though her lips had just been wrapped around his cock moments ago, he didn’t hesitate.
He had always thought it was wrong to have a woman suck his cock.
This way, however, he realized it was the surest way to make her feel good and to bring her the greatest pleasure.
Their tongues tangled intensely.
The kiss continued until Jang Sun-young’s body regained its strength.
At the same time, his hands naturally began to knead her breasts.
Thanks to his hands and kisses, Jang Sun-young’s body grew even more limp.
So Kim Namhu changed positions.
He laid her on the floor and climbed on top of her.
In missionary position, he squeezed her breasts and sucked her nipples while thrusting his hips, driving his cock deep inside.
Every time he thrust, a cute moan escaped from her mouth.
Originally, Jang Sun-young’s body had experienced many men.
But after retiring from Ten-Pro, she no longer had the need to have sex, and after meeting Kim Namhu, she had only ever had sex with him.
She felt as though her body, painted with many colors, was being recolored with only his shade.
And when she reached her second orgasm, Kim Namhu finally came as well.
This was his first climax of the day—a volume so large that he could feel it swelling inside her womb.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, satisfied.
“How was it? Was it good?”
Usually this was a line from a man who lacked confidence in sex to a woman.
But this time, Jang Sun-young asked it to Kim Namhu.
“It was good. And there’s more. I still haven’t been fully satisfied.”
Kim Namhu knew that Jang Sun-young had spread her legs to repay him today.
So he intended to satisfy his own desires more honestly.
He flipped Jang Sun-young over.
He laid her face down and spread her hips with both hands from behind.
“Uhn?”
Jang Sun-young didn’t know what he was trying to do, but she let him do whatever he wanted.
Kim Namhu spread her pussy and saw his seedless semen filling her.
Just seeing it, he felt himself harden again.