Chapter 267 – Episode 267 a Day in the Life of a Real Estate Agent.

Episode 267 A day of a certain certified broker.

———- Realtor Minhwan Choi’s point of view ———-

After ejaculating, I hugged Yuna tightly. Yuna’s body was superimposed on top of my body lying down. Their lower bodies are still connected, and their chests touch each other. And in my ears, I heard Yuna’s slightly rough breathing.

Is this happiness? Satisfaction, contentment, fulfillment, etc. Filled my heart. It would be really nice if I could fall asleep like this… There was no time for that.

“Yeon-ah, will you wash mine again?”

“Yes.”

Yuna got up and put her head between my legs. Then, while ejaculating, I held my depressed son in my mouth and started sucking it.

Was I this resilient? It didn’t take long for the son to raise his head again. This time, I wanted to try the junior position.

I made her lie down and inserted her son into her vagina from behind. He massaged Yuna’s luscious ass and shook her waist.

“Ah… Ha… Ah…”

After mixing with each other several times, now Yuna is starting to fully accept me. As a result, the response came quickly. I, too, heated up quickly.

I have broken my promise to Yuna several times so far. So, I decided to keep my last promise. After filling up just an hour, Yuna was sent to the bathroom.

In the meantime, I had a really happy time. I ejaculated inside Yuna’s body several times and released the lust that had accumulated over the years.

“I heard that Minwoo is coming to pick me up. So, I’ll go out first.”

“Yes. Miss Yuna. Thank you so much for today. It was so good.”

“Me too…”

Yuna put on her clothes and left her house. It was very unfortunate, but I couldn’t catch it. Min-woo is such a trashy human being, but Yuna seemed to love Min-woo with all her heart. There was no room for me to go in between them.

I lay in bed for a while and savored the hot sex with Yuna. It was probably something I would never forget for the rest of my life. I went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and went back to my office.

“President. Did you get the contract?”

When I returned to the office, Bojeong, an employee, started talking to me. I know. I was out to show the house. Just now came to mind

“No… I couldn’t make a deal.”

“You couldn’t? No, do you know how many hours have passed? So what have you been up to now?”

“I know…”

There was nothing to say in response to the correction’s words. I blew most of the afternoon, but I came back empty-handed, so it was understandable. How many customers did that…

“Ahh. I can’t live.”

Bojeong continued to grumble. Come to think of it, Bojeong has been interfering with me and nagging me in every detail these days. It felt like a wife rather than an employee.

I stared at the correction. It’s not as good as Yuna, but she’s a pretty good girl. The corners of her eyes are slightly raised to give a strong impression, while her fine nose and small, coveted lips give a cute impression.

She’s tall, has a decent chest size, and has a slim waist. Especially, her legs were pretty, so the stockings matched her well. For me, a stocking fetish, it was the most important factor.

There are times when his slightly strict personality annoys me, but he knows when to yield and when to step back. In addition, there is no aegyo, so when you are together, you feel comfortable.

After learning that Bojeong had a boyfriend, she completely turned off her interest, but was it because she mixed with Yuna today? Is it because of happy sex? Today, for some reason, Bojeong looked like a woman.

A few days later it was Saturday. It was 8:00 PM and business hours were over. Tomorrow Sunday is a holiday. Even if I go home like this, I will probably fall asleep watching TV alone and drinking beer.

“Correction. Do you have time in the evening?”

I tried talking to Bojeong about her just in case. It’s a weekend evening and it’s probably hard because it’s Bojeong with a boyfriend. Well, you have to go down anyway. If not, you can drink at home alone.

“Why?”

“No, just… Do you want to go out for a drink together?”

“What is the boss? Would you like to go out for a drink with me?”

“If you don’t like… Done.”

“Who doesn’t like it? Let’s go then.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Omg… What’s up? I need to meet my boyfriend I see you every day, but you want to see me outside of work hours? Well, I thought this kind of reaction would come out, but it was unexpected.

Bojeong has been working in my office for two years. They have lunch and dinner together at the office every day, but they rarely spend time together. So I took Bojeong to a pub with a good atmosphere after a long time.

Well, although she is a woman with a boyfriend, since she was drinking with a woman, the taste of alcohol was definitely different. How long has it been since you’ve been drinking with a woman alone? It seemed like it had been too long since I hadn’t been in a relationship just because I was really busy.

I was a little worried that I was the only one having a good time, but Bojeong also seemed surprisingly happy. It was very different from what I saw in the office. He talked a lot and often laughed at my words.

“Correction. Aren’t you drinking too much?”

“Because I haven’t been drinking in a long time, have I? Drinking goes well today.”

“Okay? Drink in moderation though. I will take it.”

“Why? Will you throw me away when I get drunk?”

“Could I? You have to take care of it until the end.”

“Then it’s okay to get drunk.”

“What?”

Why is he like this today? It’s like he’s drunk and it’s okay if I take him. Something started pounding in my heart.

“What about your boyfriend?”

“A boyfriend? It’s been over a year since we broke up?”

“You broke up?”

“I did not know? Are you not that interested in me?”

“No. Why can’t I be interested in you…”

Omg. You broke up with your boyfriend. Come to think of it, a year ago, there was a brief dull period. I didn’t notice because I brushed it off right away, but I guess they broke up then.

Come to think of it, Bojeong’s attitude towards me has changed a lot these days… No way? Is Baoding interested in me? No way… Hopefully not. You shouldn’t drink kimchi soup for nothing.

A drinking party ensued. Bojeong’s news that she broke up with her boyfriend, and Bojeong’s changed attitude toward me, made me feel excited. It was difficult to deal with correction comfortably like before.

“The boss… Marriage… Aren’t you?”

“Why do you get married alone? You must have a woman.”

“Then… If you date… It works, right?”

“Everyone hates me because I’m an old bachelor.”

“Recently… 39 years old… What… Are you an old bachelor?”

“Is it?”

“Sure… Rather… Economically… It’s stable… Something better… No?”

“What could it be?”

Hearing Bojeong’s positive words made me feel a little better. Of course, Bojeong’s words may not be common to all women, but she felt good that Bojeong thought so.

“Correction. I think you’re too drunk…”

“Not… Drunk… Is it?”

“Originally, people who are drunk don’t say that they are drunk.”

“No… Is it?”

“I can’t. I’ll wait for you Let’s get up.”

“… Yes.”

I left the bar helping her recover from her drunkenness. As soon as he touched the soft and pliable body of the woman, her son slowly gained strength without hesitation.

“Can I get you a taxi? Can you go home alone?”

“No… Pond… Going… I guess?”

“Then what? Can I get you a motel?”

“President… House… Around… No?”

“Right… Do you want to go to my house?”

My heart was pounding like crazy. It seemed to be more exciting than when I went to the motel with the girl I was dating for the first time.

“… Yes.”

“Really?”

“… Yes. Song.”

I caught a passing taxi. Although the house is close by, it was a bit too much to walk with the help of a drunk Bojeong.

Arriving home, I laid the correction on my only bed. Despite the cold weather, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

What now? I looked down at Bojeong lying on my bed, drunk and disheveled. In particular, her sleek legs in slightly open stockings caught my eye.

Although I was provocative and excited enough, I’m not trash enough to rape an unconscious woman.

Oh I don’t know let’s take a shower I went to the bathroom and took a cold shower. The alcohol was gone and my mind cleared a little.

What can’t you do I’m just going to sleep on the sofa and take Bojeong home tomorrow when he wakes up. I headed to the bedroom to lay the correction down properly and cover it with a blanket.

“President.”

“Uh. Bojeong-ah, are you out of your mind?”

“I’m frustrated. Please take off your clothes.”

“What?”

“I want you to take off your clothes.”

“Still… Are you okay?”

“Quickly.”

“Uh…”

No, wouldn’t Bojeong be reported when she wakes up tomorrow? I was worried, but I was so excited right now that I couldn’t resist Bojeong’s words.

First, I took off my coat. I unbuttoned my blouse, took off my top, and unzipped my skirt to unzip it. Before I knew it, only a bra, panties, and pantyhose remained. How far do I have to peel it off? Do you really want me to take this off too?

“Excuse me… Bojeong-ah, did you take off all your clothes? Take off more?”

“… Yes. Everything.”

“Okay… Okay.”

Her hands trembled Can this really be like this? When I was with Yuna, I was not so nervous. Of course, Yuna was a very attractive and pretty woman, but she said it once. But correction is not. She has been together for 2 years and will continue to see her.

Contrary to my thoughts, my trembling hands were peeling off Bojeong’s clothes. The bra came off, revealing breasts that were just the right size to fit in my hand.

Her fingers were draped over her panties with pantyhose and pulled down. First of all, I saw a dark pubic hair, and then I could see the pubic hair with a glance. And her sleek legs were slowly revealed.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I threw off all my clothes. The son was already holding his head high.

Bojeong, who thought she was drunk, was looking straight at me. I woke up. Is this messed up? What should I do?

“What are you doing? President?”

“Uh? That is… Sorry…”

“Why are you apologizing? What are you doing?”

“What? Can I?”

“President. Are you a eunuch? Or are you stupid? Why don’t you come all the way here? Or am I not that attractive?”

“No. Bojeong is so pretty.”

“Then quickly… Do.”

“Uh. Okay…”

I kissed her on the lips of correction. Then, as if she had waited, her correction tongue entered my mouth. Her spirits were gone, but in a different way, her mind became hazy again.

I greedily coveted the body of correction. Kneaded, licked and sucked. By the time my tongue touched the correction vagina, it was already wet.

I inserted my son into the vagina for correction. As he started to shake his waist, a thrill of pleasure covered his entire body. The quality of correction was not as good as Yuna’s, but it still felt good enough. No, because we had known each other for a long time, the satisfaction was even greater.

“Ah… Aang… Ahh…”

Bojeong heated up, and so did I. I poured out my semen while inserting his son deep into Bojeong’s body.

It felt like something had passed by. At some point, I gave Bojeong her arm pillow and lay side by side on her bed. And after a short break, we warmly mixed our bodies again.

The next day, I had a lot of conversations with Bojeong. Listening to Bojeong’s words, she said that she liked her from the first time she saw me. Bojeong says her ideal type is an older, trustworthy and kind person. I am the ideal type of correction?

Bojeong’s boyfriend is the same age as hers, so they often fight. That’s why men of the same age who don’t know how to make concessions without consideration are said to have really hated them.

Bojeong said that after she broke up with her boyfriend, she continued to show interest in me and gave her signals, she says. She said she was really upset when she looked at me without notice.

We became friends. I don’t know the English language at all. Why did this happen all of a sudden? Anyway, it is true that sex with Yuna was a big help. If it wasn’t for that sex, I might not have had this relationship with Bojeong.

I expressed my gratitude from the bottom of my heart to Yuna, whom I will never see again. And though reluctantly, she also expressed her gratitude to Min-woo, who trained Yun-ah like that.

———- The end of the point of view of Minhwan Choi, a licensed real estate agent———