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More Than a Kiss Booth

Date: 5/10/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: JuneFernan, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

taking that 20 minute break, then go for it. That’s right. Of course, I was gonna try to land in a room with the girl in red. I waited for those signs to appear and did one last preparation. I brought a couple of drinks with me to the hallway, but the extra wasn’t for her; it was for the guy taking the money. He obviously spoke zero English, but he knew the language of accepting a generous token of gratitude. I turned and pointed back toward to room, at the steps where the girl in red had gone up. “So beautiful, right?” I said to him. “Very beautiful.” “Ha ha ha!” He nodded and took a gulp of his drink, then clinked his glass with mine. “Yeah, okay, okay!” The room was a cozy space, with a clean looking couch, an abundance of scent sticks, and tissues. Some nice music even played for me as I waited. A couple minutes later, sure enough, I ended up with the girl in red, and my heart was sent into a flutter when I saw her up close and made eye contact with her for the first time. Wow. Even if all I could do was kiss her once, it was going to be worth the money. “Hi,” She said with a slow, cozy allure. Right away, I could sense that her English was well practiced and she’d be easy to talk to. “I’m Jinny.” “Hi. Tim. But what’s your Korean name?” “Yoon Jin. But you can call me Jinny.” “No, I want to call you by your Korean name. I mean, I’m trying to learn Korean, after all.” “You are?” She sounded excited as she sat next to me, and her perfectly soft body was already pressing ... against my hand. “Well yeah. That’s why I’m here, this is a room for practicing conversation, isn’t it?” She laughed. “What do you mean?” “The guy out there told me I could practice speaking Korean with you if I came back here.” “Oh, okay!” She didn’t even flinch. Normally Korean girls get super shy in the presence of the slightest bit of awkward tension. But this girl had a rock solid confidence that any guy would admire. “I can help you with that. How much do you know?” I had made it in under the radar—one of the most important tactics. After that, I hardly had to try. I’m a naturally funny guy, and Yoon Jin ate up every one of my jokes as I tried to repeat the Korean phrases she gave me then made fun of how hard her language was. It was obvious I didn’t actually want to learn Korean, but I don’t think she cared; she seemed ecstatic simply to have a guy flirt with her and play a bit hard to get rather than immediately shove his mouth on hers. But was she simply playing a game of her own, to earn herself a returning customer? I moved the conversation to more of a first date tone. She responded with heavy flirting and started petting my leg while tilting her head close to my shoulder. “So do you really not know what this room is for?” She asked. “I know what it’s for,” I said, then looked at her hand on my leg like it was out of place. “I already said, it’s a conversation booth.” “No!” She laughed and straightened up. We both could feel the sexual tension bubbling up, but I knew ...