Koo grinned at the text lighting up her screen, Mr. Kim’s name flashing with a single demand—Come. She stretched, letting the sheet pool around her waist, her nipples pebbling at the memory of his thick cock stretching her throat.

The morning sun glinted off her freshly waxed pussy as she swung her legs off the bed, already reaching for the scandalous red mesh dress she’d bought just for him—the one with no back and barely a front.