Chapter 142: Do You Know Why Women Work So Hard on Their Squats?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 142: Do You Know Why Women Work So Hard on Their Squats?
“Oh? You’re undressing each other?”
Miju spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, watching Heo Da-young attempt to pull off my pants.
Normally, she would have been jealous, rushing over to claim me as hers, but she didn't.
“Even if sex during work is a given, don’t you think you’ll be tired if you start as soon as you clock in?”
Miju sat in the chair across from me with a bright smile.
It was as if this entire situation was perfectly normal.
[Sex during work is a given.]
The hypnosis I had placed on her at the convenience store was still active.
I had confirmed it worked even on non-members.
Naturally, the same hypnosis would work on members as well.
Suddenly, I was curious how the two of them—now a trainer and a secretary—would react.
The reaction was definitive.
Both Heo Da-young, the secretary, and Kang Mi-ju, the trainer, stood before me with their common sense completely modified by the hypnosis.
“Miju, aren’t you going to join in?”
“Why wouldn’t I? Of course I am. Do you know how much I was looking forward to having sex with you today, Oppa? Look.”
Miju took off her blouse.
Underneath, she revealed black lingerie that left only her nipples exposed.
“I even wore my winning underwear so I could do it with you after the meeting.”
Without a hint of shame, Miju undressed and approached me.
“I’m not thrilled about doing it with Da-young Unni too, but it’s part of the job.”
She acted as if she had no choice but to join in.
“I’m not exactly thrilled about doing it with Miju-ssi either,” Da-young countered.
“Oh, using honorifics now?”
“We are currently on the clock, after all.”
A slight spark of rivalry flew between them.
“Alright, that’s enough fighting…”
I grabbed both women by their buttocks and pulled them into an embrace.
“Shall we start the meeting first?”
Miju and Da-young’s faces flushed.
An office lady and a college student who had just lost her freshman glow.
It was quite the delectable combination.
*
“The goal... hngh!... that the CEO set for us is...”
Heo Da-young’s voice trembled violently as she gave her presentation.
“Da-young-ssi, why is your voice shaking so much?”
“Because the CEO... ha-ah!... is currently... putting his cock in my pussy... I’m so aroused, ahhh!!!”
Heo Da-young’s body shuddered as she leaned her hands against the desk.
Her neatly tied hair began to come loose.
“Hurry up and tell me. What was the goal I set?”
Squelch! Squelch!
The sound of flesh slapping against wet folds filled the room. With her head bowed, Heo Da-young continued.
“You said... an annual revenue of 100 billion won.”
“Do you think it’s possible?”
“Based on my analysis... hngh!... I believe it will be a difficult goal to achieve.”
“Why?”
“Profitability from simple cosmetics and massages alone... ahhh-it!!!”
Sploosh!!
Da-young’s urine ran down her stockings, soaking her heels and the floor.
“...is projected to be low.”
Pant, pant...
Gasping for air, Heo Da-young collapsed onto the desk.
“True. It’s hard to guarantee profitability with just premium massages.”
The same went for the gym.
Even if I secured a location with a great view, the truly wealthy people I was targeting would likely already have their own home gyms with great views.
‘There’s no reason for them to come here specifically.’
At least, from an ordinary person’s perspective.
“What if we give them a reason they have no choice but to come here?”
But if they could experience the kind of extreme pleasure my members felt through massage alone, the story changed.
“Miju, what do you think?”
I asked Miju, who was still sprawled on the floor, barely able to breathe.
“Hee... that is... I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you... I felt... too good.”
“Sigh, I called you here to work. You can’t lose focus just because of an orgasm.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Get back in your seat, quickly.”
“The thing is... my waist feels so weak...”
Good grief.
“I suppose a punishment is in order.”
Even after making both women finish, my cock was still throbbing, having not yet ejaculated. I thrust it back into Miju’s pussy.
“Hngh!!!”
Why were the corners of her mouth curling up so much for someone receiving a punishment?
“Miju, do you think we can reach 100 billion won in annual revenue?”
“I-I think we can. Hiek! Once they know how good this is... n-no one will be able to leave! Ahhh!!!”
Miju’s back arched like a bow.
“Once they know sex this good, no one will be able to escape... pant, pant.”
Having received my semen inside her pussy, she spoke while white fluid dripped from her entrance.
Drenched in sweat, Miju looked so seductive I wanted to take her all over again.
“Then we just have to make sure they come to our gym by any means necessary.”
Once they came and got a taste, just as Miju said, they wouldn't be able to leave.
“In the end, it means the most important thing is to gather the most expensive and high-value clients as our members and make sure none of them ever cancel, right?”
“Yes...”
“While I recruit members and perform massages, you, Miju, need to be able to provide them with customized workouts.”
“Customized workouts...”
“For the time being, my secretary, Da-young-ssi, will handle member management, but once a professional team is formed, they’ll take over. Noona, you remember what member management entails, right?”
At my words, Heo Da-young stood up, her body still trembling.
“It involves... hngh... tracking each member’s individual schedule, arranging them into time slots, and matching them with the appropriate professional trainer.”
Still reeling from the aftereffects of her orgasm, she struggled to finish the sentence with her loosened tongue.
“You know it well. And Miju, you’ll be that professional trainer.”
“W-will I be okay? I don’t have any specific certifications for that.”
“It’s fine. I’ll teach you everything.”
From standard exercises to sexual exercises—everything.
“There’s still some time left before we clock out. Miju, shall we do a bit more exercise?”
“...Huh?”
“If you’re going to train future clients, you need to know the correct forms yourself.”
“You’ll give me overtime pay, right?”
“Depends on how you do.”
As I was kneading Miju’s buttocks, Heo Da-young, who had been panting in a daze, grabbed my cock.
“I... I believe that as the gym’s secretary, I should also know the basic exercises...”
To be blessed with a secretary so eager to learn.
Was I born under a lucky star?
“Fine. Follow me.”
The two women, dripping with pussy juice and semen, hurriedly threw on their disheveled clothes and followed me out.
Standing in front of the Smith machine, I asked them:
“Do you know why women work so hard on their squats?”
“Uh, to manage their figure?”
“It’s for their health, of course.”
Predictable answers.
Unfortunately, they were wrong.
“No, it’s so they can fuck men better. It’s to help them grind their hips better when they’re on top.”
It was a ridiculous piece of 'common sense,' but the two of them nodded as if my words were law.
It was thanks to the additional hypnosis that made them accept anything a trainer said.
“Oh... is that so?”
“Maybe that was it all along...”
From now on, other members would also have this new common sense injected into them through these two.
The thought of the gym filled with members whose heads were packed with lewd common sense made my cock throb.
“If you work hard at this, maybe one day you’ll be able to make me finish first.”
At those words, both of their eyes sparkled.
“Now, next...”
Let’s start by injecting distorted common sense into the staff, one by one.
*
“It’s quiet.”
There weren't many customers yet.
The only members so far were the people I had been with until now.
Unlike the past, when I ran the gym with a small, elite group due to personal circumstances like university schedules, I was now the CEO. I needed more customers.
Without customers, this space would eventually become a giant hippo devouring money.
A gym without customers is a gym that’s about to go bust.
That said, I had no intention of doing a flashy grand opening event.
Premium.
High-end.
A membership system based on word-of-mouth would make them feel much more valued than flyer promotions ever could.
“But I can’t just keep sitting around like this.”
Maybe I should go get more of those milk steamed buns I had at the convenience store.
‘Those were actually pretty good.’
Just as I let out a deep sigh...
Vrrr! Vrrr!
My phone rang.
It was Yeong-eun.
A VVIP of our gym and one of the biggest investors.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“For what?”
“A guest?”
A fellow actress?
“Who is it?”
Na Ye-jin?
I reflexively stood up from my seat.
Wait, that person is coming here?
“Na Ye-jin-ssi is coming?”
“Got it. I’ll be ready.”
Na Ye-jin was coming?
I unconsciously licked my lips.
An actress in her late 30s, Na Ye-jin.
The dramas she had appeared in immediately came to mind.
My Wife is Too Much, The Flower that Bloomed in the Head House, Run, Hong-ran, and so on.
Most of them were either morning soaps or weekend dramas.
The common thread was that they were stories about infidelity and betrayal.
And the roles Na Ye-jin played were almost always...
The mistress having an affair with the husband.
The mistress who torments the female lead.
The mistress trying to seduce the male lead.
Yes, that was it.
She was an actress who specialized in playing 'the other woman.'
She wasn't an actress with a wholesome public image like Yeong-eun, nor was she considered a legendary 'A-list' veteran.
However, as is typical for actresses who play mistresses, she possessed a sultry image, beautiful looks, and a mysterious sexual magnetism that drew people in.
‘And her body is incredible, too.’
She had a physique that would make women in their 20s envious.
To be honest, I was confident she was the most beautiful among actresses in her age group.
It was just that her image and looks prevented her from being cast in prime-time miniseries.
Because of her sultry vibe and the beautiful, 'homewrecker' look she had, she had a large following of loyal fans.
Truthfully, even I had been genuinely impressed by her in the past.
She was also someone who got cursed at a lot by older housewives for her roles.
‘That woman is coming here?’
And right now?
I hurried to prepare.
After some time had passed...
“Haha, hello~.”
Na Ye-jin, who had come with Yeong-eun, entered the gym with a shy smile.