"Ugh..!"
Jeongtae arched his back and let out a girlish moan.
A wet, hot tongue skillfully probed the man's secret hole. It licked and sucked around the entrance, then gently pushed inside the opening. Overwhelmed by a strange, ecstatic sensation he had never experienced anywhere else, the capable employee recognized even by major corporations trembled all over.
"Ahh, ugh..."
"Slurp..."
This was exactly the reaction Tao had been hoping for.
Running his fingers between the buttocks, he had long since figured out that this area was a particularly sensitive erogenous zone.
In Tao's experience, almost all men had sensitive erogenous zones on their rear side. And among them, quite a few, like Jeongtae, were just as crazy about it as having their cocks sucked.
"Ugh, ah..!"
While working his tongue and lips, he gently stroked the fully erect shaft with his hand.
The man's well-developed buttocks, impressive in a different way than Tao's, slowly rose upwards. Just as expected, the reaction and sequence were predictable. Tao smiled inwardly and continued his perverse caresses.
"Uhhh..!"
Soon, even rough men would start making girlish moaning sounds.
It was right after he had already taken one load in his mouth, but he would soon feel the urge to ejaculate again. True to his worn-out call girl origins, Tao adjusted the pressure of his hand to prevent too quick a finish.
"Huuuugh..."
Soft fingers then tickled Jeongtae's testicles and the surrounding area.
Originally, at the salon, he hadn't planned to provide such hardcore service.
The change in plan was entirely because he had taken a private liking to the man named Jeongtae.
A handsome face resembling his first boyfriend, an easy-to-handle, inexperienced personality,
And, unexpectedly, Jeongtae's work abilities were genuinely useful.
Having met him several times as a client and manager, he had naturally asked about company matters. Of course, Jeongtae, unaware of Tao's ulterior motives, had eagerly answered the questions with sparkling eyes. Stories about doing well at Seongbon Group, a giant conglomerate with significant influence in Vietnam, one of Asia's few economically advanced countries, South Korea. As a man, he couldn't possibly refuse.
Despite his personality flaw of being vulnerable to the opposite sex, Jeongtae was doing well both professionally and interpersonally in the male-dominated workplace. Being the group's successor, Tao also understood that most of what he said wasn't an exaggeration.
"Ugh, huuuh...!"
"Slurp..."
The climax was approaching slowly.
It wasn't just about caressing the secret hole with his tongue.
After all, Tao was famous among all the call girls of the Hostel Chain for being the best with his tongue. In between, he would take the cock in his mouth and suck from behind or find and stimulate other erogenous zones nearby.
Jeongtae was definitely a fun partner to pleasure. He was so sensitive that every time Tao's tongue touched him, he almost lost his mind, not knowing what to do. The copious Cowper's fluid that overflowed was almost as sticky as semen, desperately craving ejaculation.
"Hahp.."
"Ugh, huk.."
Even after one ejaculation, Tao took a big bite of the man's still-full balls.
Squeeze, smooch- It was the weakest intentional stimulation. Yet, he didn't forget to stroke between the buttocks with his hand. The rock-hard erect penis was ready to ejaculate at any moment.
Ah, I want to have sex.
Sucking on the magnificent manhood with his mouth and stroking it with his hand naturally brought such thoughts.
But he had to resist. Having sex inside the shop was the salon's biggest taboo. That's why Tao, despite his skilled acting, didn't let out moans. Of course, there were plenty of ways if he wanted to find one—
"Hoh... Mr. Jeongtae, what do you like? Hand? Mouth? Or... foot?"
"Mouth, the mouth..!"
When he asked while blowing hot breath onto the throbbing cock, the obvious answer came back.
Tao grinned and licked his lips with his tongue.
Buttock caresses plus a second ejaculation in the mouth. Considering the new 'price list' she had established at the salon—
"You'll give me all the remaining 300,000 won, right? Understood?"
"Uh, uh..."
Jeongtae's hesitation was very brief.
Because Tao's hand was shaking his penis, which was erect to the point of bursting, pulling it back.
In this position, in this situation, no man in this world could resist a call girl's temptation. After sealing the promise to take all the flower fee Jeongtae had painstakingly prepared, Tao's tongue began its final sprint.
"Ugh! Ah..!"
Slurp, slurp-
The tongue dug deeper than ever between Jeongtae's buttocks.
After pulling the slightly relaxed sensation taut again, the tongue slid down for the finish. Without delay, Tao swallowed the manhood that had become a mess with Cowper's fluid.
"Guhk, ggeuk-"
"Ugh..!"
Needless to say, the finish was a deep-throat fellatio.
Tao climbed onto the back of the bed, which had plenty of space. Jeongtae was in a position with his buttocks lifted as if touching the ceiling, and Tao lowered himself enough for his large breasts to touch the bed. In that state, he bent Jeongtae's penis back to its limit and then thrust his neck forward. The trembling tip of the penis poked Tao's uvula.
"...!"
"Ggeuuuk-"
The finishing ejaculation came quickly.
Jeongtae couldn't withstand the sensation of the rapidly contracting throat for long. The feeling of hot semen hitting deep inside the throat. Even the pungent smell that stung the nose wasn't unpleasant at all to Tao, a born slut.
"Haa... Stay still, Mr. Jeongtae."
Naturally, the finishing touches were also the job of the call girl-turned-female manager.
He cleaned up by licking the spilled semen with his tongue. Jeongtae, still in the prone position, let out a languid moan, expressing his ecstatic mood.
"Today... how was it?"
"Ah... It was really the best. Tao, you're really... an angel."
Tao, wearing only panties, climbed on top of the Korean employee who had turned over onto his back and pressed his body against him.
Jeongtae's breathing was definitely more stable than at first. Even as his ample breasts were squashed and he wrapped his still-erect cock with his thighs, he didn't tremble like a girl; instead, he fondled Tao's large, full buttocks with his hands.
Squeeze, smooch-
"Huh."
Tao left kiss marks on Jeongtae's ears and neck, filled with affection and desire.
"Don't you want to do more with me?"
"Huh? Do more...?"
Was it a completely unexpected question?
The penis, which had been gradually subsiding, twitched again with vigor.
Perhaps sensing the meaningful atmosphere, Tao grinned, placed his hands on the man's shoulders, and lifted his upper body. The rhythmically swaying large, beautiful breasts captured his gaze.
"What...?"
"Hmm, for example... something like this?"
"...!"
The next moment, Tao lowered his entire body.
The penis, regaining its erectile strength, was buried between the beautifully tanned buttocks. He must have definitely felt it too—the sensation of the pussy lips, swollen with excitement.
"Uh, uh..."
"But, we can't do it here. I'm disappointed too."
Smooch, smooch-
Tao whispered while sucking on Jeongtae's earlobe.
"So..."
It took surprisingly considerable courage to say this. But in the actual moment, Tao didn't hesitate.
"Will you come to my place?"
As super rookie Tao was organizing his personal belongings and preparing to leave work, Tran, known as the 'queen unnie,' approached.
"Tao. I need to talk to you for a moment."
"Go ahead."
Tran was a woman in her 30s who exuded a sultry charm.
She was older, had more experience, and had an equally rich pool of regular clients. Lately, it seemed she had lost even the clients who tipped well due to the sudden appearance of the super rookie.
Although her attitude didn't seem friendly at first glance, Tao was unfazed.
"Lately... I've been hearing some not-so-good stories. About you, Tao."
"They're just rumors. Ignore them."
Tao replied simply and continued organizing.
Unlike the other managers, Tao's long day wasn't over yet. After going home, he would have to pay the price for acting cocky to the terrifying Korean woman who 'managed' Tao's life.
"Just rumors? Even the things I've heard directly..."
"Are you saying you peeked inside the curtain, Tran?"
"No, that's not it, but..."
When Tao mentioned another taboo of the salon, even the senior opponent flinched.
"Then we're done talking. They're just rumors, so ignore them."
"...I'm just letting you know that such talk is going around. But... what's with that wig all of a sudden?"
"The wig?"
It was a very abrupt mention.
Tao stopped what he was doing and looked at Tran. She was someone who had now been surpassed by Shin-ep in age, face, body, and even the skills to melt men.
Thinking she was picking a fight over nothing, Tao was inwardly pleased that another Vietnamese woman had shown interest in her black wig—in fact, he had already heard quite a few 'colleagues' whispering about this black wig.
"What about the wig?"
"You have flashy platinum blonde hair now, right? So why wear a wig? Your natural color suits you much better."
It was blatant sarcasm, but Tao didn't bat an eyelid.
He let out a light chuckle, stroked the smooth wig with his finger, and replied.
"Well... It's just that my regular client said he wanted to see it. Also, all the clients here are Korean men, right?"
"So?"
The image of Vietnamese women that Korean men prefer. It was all too obvious.
For the first time, a change appeared in Tao's tone and expression as he cynically countered the senior's provocation. He paused for a moment as if savoring the existence of the wig, then, with a slight blush on his pretty face, said:
"Because everyone likes it if I look like a Korean woman. Here at this salon, a Korean woman is better than a Vietnamese woman named Tao, right? What would be a good Korean name? Miyeon? Jiyu? Or... Nakyung?"
Addressing the dumbfounded Tran, Tao added in a friendly voice:
"I know dyed hair suits me better. That's also why I don't tan anymore and took off all accessories like earrings. Is your curiosity satisfied now?"
"Haa..."
Tao's face was flushed as he walked the streets of Ho Chi Minh City.
His pace was much faster than usual. Almost running.
The things he had only thought about since first meeting the Korean male employee of Seongbon Group had become reality, and he had also crushed the petty jealousy of other women. The remaining problem was Miji. He had to pay the 'price' forewarned in the morning, and since he had invited Jeongtae to his place, he also had to negotiate with Miji—a lodger who acted like the landlord.
"Huuuh..."
Standing in front of the building entrance, Tao crossed his legs tightly under his tight dress.
From the moment he passed through this door, he would no longer be Vietnam's 'Tao' but Korea's chaebol second generation 'Nakyung.' Yet, nothing would change. The reclaimed name would only drive him deeper into misery. That fact, instead, was exciting him.