Bait: Shin Mi-yun (4)
The special course—for free!
The moment she heard that a special course that should have cost six hundred thousand won would be on the house, Shin Mi-yun's ears perked right up.
"For free…?"
"Yes. I've just relocated to this area, so I need to build a new client base. If any of the customers you handle are particularly interested in beauty care, connect me with them. Do that, and I'll do the special course for you at no charge."
"Ah, I see… Well, that makes sense. The clients who come to our salon are mostly celebrities or wealthy housewives. Our customer bases overlap completely."
"And you know how it is. In a business that deals primarily with VIPs like that, advertising isn't exactly easy."
"That's true…"
Shin Mi-yun nodded.
Celebrities and chaebol wives didn't exactly walk in off a flyer. Most of them came through word of mouth within their own circles.
Feeling Jeong Haun's hands steadily kneading the backs of her thighs, Shin Mi-yun thought it over.
Hair and massage are completely different fields, so we're not even competitors. If I recommend clients to him, we both win, right? And on top of that, a six-hundred-thousand-won treatment for free…
Under normal circumstances, she would be getting a six-hundred-thousand-won procedure for nothing.
No—the list price was one point two million won. So wasn't this basically earning her one point two million just for putting in a good word?
Framed that way, Haun's offer started to feel like a privilege reserved exclusively for people in the industry.
"How does the special course work?"
"First, I'll use a custom-blended oil from our clinic to improve skin elasticity and blood circulation."
"Ah, skin elasticity…"
On top of pain relief and posture correction, skin elasticity had been added. And a personally blended oil, no less. Clearly this was something on another level.
"After that, we'll move on to a deep pelvic massage. Shall I include it?"
"…Yes."
After only a brief moment of hesitation, Shin Mi-yun nodded.
So thoroughly absorbed in the thought of a one-point-two-million-won windfall, she failed to properly register what was about to follow.
"Perfect timing, actually. Your clothes are so tight it's been hard to work on the thighs properly. I'll just pull the leggings down."
"What?"
Before she could even finish answering, Haun yanked her leggings straight down.
The half-removed leggings bunched around her knees, leaving her in nothing but a pair of cotton panties.
"Ah—!"
Flustered, she quickly remembered.
The special course required undressing. That was part of it.
The masseur had already disclosed this, and she was the one who had agreed to it knowing full well.
Right. This is a massage. Just a massage…
Even on trips to Southeast Asia, hadn't she gotten massages in nothing but her underwear?
When oil was being applied directly to the skin, keeping clothes on made even less sense.
Sliiiip—
The half-removed leggings caught around her ankles were peeled completely off.
Haun then pulled a bottle of oil from his bag and coated his hands generously.
And then came the sensation of his palms, climbing from her calves upward.
"Hnnn…!"
A slick, smooth, warm touch.
She had received a bare-skin massage on her calves earlier, but this felt entirely different.
A tingling, yet thoroughly pleasant sensation.
From her calves to the backs of her knees, then up her thighs—Haun's hands, large and wonderfully warm, kept rising higher.
"Hnnngh… mmh."
As his hands climbed, the sensation concentrated, growing more and more sensitive.
Both hands clamped firmly around the backs of her thighs, thumbs digging into the inner thighs. The closer those hands got to her groin, the more tension coiled through her body.
"Hah—hnnn…"
"Relax. Let yourself go soft and easy."
"Ugh… okay."
"It's better to massage the hamstrings regularly so they don't tighten up."
Unlike Shin Mi-yun, whose heart was racing, Haun's tone remained utterly calm and composed.
He must have done this countless times. Familiarity, that was all.
I guess… everyone gets this much without being embarrassed.
Haun's hands now reached the underside of Shin Mi-yun's buttocks—the very top of the thighs where they folded into the cheeks. His hands had climbed so high they were nearly at the panty line, pressing firmly into the ends of her thighs.
"Hah—hnn—hah…"
"This area's a bit weak on you."
"Weak…? Hnn…"
"The gluteus maximus needs to be strong to support the upper and lower body in proper balance."
"Ah… aah…"
"It lifts the hips, too."
As he said it, Haun's hands gradually began to encroach onto her buttocks themselves.
"Nnh—nnh… Haun-ssaem, th-that's a little…"
"Ah. The pelvic area can feel more intense by nature. You're fine."
Before she could even form an objection, Haun's breezy reassurance shut down her doubts.
And just like that, his fingertips worked their way in beneath the panty line. One finger, then another, slipping inside the fabric to knead her entire backside.
"Hooooh… hooo—"
"You don't work out much, do you?"
"Hooooh— y-yes? What?"
"There's almost no muscle in your glutes. That's why I'm putting so much effort into building elasticity here."
"Aaaah. Nnh! Hnnn…"
Haun kept kneading her buttocks from inside the panties. His tone was so calm, so ordinary—pure professional massage—and yet the sensation blooming through her ass was practically indistinguishable from caresses.
Nnnngh, it's a massage, but… it feels so good…
"Now lift your right knee outward."
At Haun's instruction, Mi-yun shifted her position. One knee bent at a right angle and opened to the side. It was an embarrassing posture that exposed the cleft of her rear, but by now she didn't even harbor suspicion.
It was just a massage.
And it felt good.
Haun's hand traced down along the panty line of her right cheek and pressed firmly right beside her spread groin.
"Hieeek…!"
Her lower back tensed on its own, and her hips lifted.
"This is the pelvic floor. It's a hard area to maintain on your own, which is why it can feel much more sensitive."
"Hnnn—hnn!"
Right beside her groin. Haun's hands pressing into a spot less than three centimeters from her most private flesh.
Just as he said, it was extraordinarily sensitive.
"Nnnngh. Hah…"
"All right, let's raise the other leg too. Keep the right one where it is, and bring the left up with it."
Haun guided her remaining left leg open as well.
Spread on both sides like a frog. Her hips naturally lifted a little, and the mound beneath was put on even clearer display.
From behind her, Haun's thick hands clamped onto her buttocks as if seizing them whole.
"Hieeee!"
"Don't tense up. Stay relaxed and comfortable, and really feel the sensation going into the pelvic floor."
Haun spoke while rubbing beside her groin with both thumbs, still gripping her ass.
"How is it? Can you feel it?"
"Hnnngh, hnnn! Yeh… y-yes, I can feel it."
Her oil-slicked buttocks and thighs gleamed. The oil had soaked into Shin Mi-yun's panties, turning them progressively more transparent, the shape of her rear showing through.
And beneath that, something clearer and wetter than the oil was seeping through.
"Hooooh— haaah… a-nnngh! Nngh!"
Shin Mi-yun didn't even realize her breathing had shifted into moans.
She had no idea that her lower half was soaked through, the bare flesh inside her panties completely visible.
*
"Hah— hooh— ooooh— aaang!"
Shin Mi-yun, legs spread, gasping out moans as her body twitched.
I stood behind her, caressing her ass and drinking in the view of her rear.
Gulp—
Her pastel lemon-yellow panties, soaked and clinging. The thin cotton plastered itself to her pussy, outlining every contour in shameless detail.
As if to prove that her slender build came from genetics rather than exercise, there wasn't much flesh even on her outer labia.
True to a hair designer, she seemed to keep her pussy hair meticulously maintained—cleanly waxed, which only made the bare flesh stand out more.
Fuck. So this is what a woman's pussy looks like.
Twenty-five years in this life, thirty in the murim world.
In fifty-five years total, this was the first real woman's pussy I had ever seen.
The clit lightly hooded by its foreskin, the inner labia faintly visible through the gap.
A pleasing shade somewhere between pale brown and pink.
If the sight through wet panties was this arousing, what would it look like fully bare?
I wanted nothing more than to peel those panties off right then and bury the Lust Demon God's massive cock inside her—but I held myself back.
Not yet.
Shin Mi-yun was, at best, A-tier looks. Factor in her age, and the odds she was still a virgin were slim.
I wasn't about to offer up a virginity I'd protected for over fifty years to a mere A-tier.
Not when every previous master of the Lust Sect had guarded their chastity their entire lives with eyes only on becoming the Lust Demon God.
At minimum, she has to be celebrity-tier.
I endured, continuing to rub alongside her outer labia. I could feel the rising lust-energy converting into internal power.
"Hnnngh! Haaang! Aaang— aaaah—!"
Shin Mi-yun's pussy twitched and trembled finely.
From the center of her panties, a long string of love juice stretched and dripped onto the bedsheet.
Shit. What a sight.
Exercising every ounce of patience, I moved my hands up to her upper body.
As if nothing had happened.
"The sensitive areas are done. We'll move on to the lower back."
"Haaah… haah… hnnn—"
Shin Mi-yun was still catching her breath from the mild climax she'd just ridden out.
I massaged her waist lightly while gathering up the remaining lust-energy.
Definitely packed in far more internal energy than when I was only working her shoulders.
Easily more than ten times the amount.
I used most of that internal energy to enhance her overall skin elasticity. I invested especially heavily in the buttocks, lifting her hips so the pelvic line would actually show.
The results need to be visible if this is going to advertise itself.
"All right—we're done."
"Uuuuh… i-is it over?"
"Yes. One moment."
I went into the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and wiped the oil from her back, buttocks, and legs. Shin Mi-yun kept her face buried in the bed, clearly embarrassed.
At times like this, leaving her alone was the right call.
"I'll wash up and change, so please wait just a moment."
By the time I finished washing and came back out, she had already put her yoga wear back on.
Her panties must have been soaked…?
Well, she could hardly face me bare down there.
"How was it?"
"I-it was good…. Really good…"
"Your pelvis and glutes were so underdeveloped that I focused the care there. You'll see a clear difference just looking in the mirror."
"Aaah… okay."
"Then please don't forget our arrangement. Be sure to introduce me to your clients. And every time you connect me with someone, I'll throw in additional special care as a complimentary service."
"……!"
In other words: if you want more of this, bring me clients.
Shin Mi-yun's eyes lit up the moment she heard it.