Ecstasy | pjm

cocaine and charity

Mi-Sun watched as one of the most prestigious business men in Seoul broke up lines in the den of his yacht. She couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at the odd sight. Daek Junso, CEO by day and cocaine vacuum by night. He was forty-eight and had boyish good looks. He was muscular with a rock hard body. He was handsome yet would still pay her to spend every other Sunday with him. He was Mi-Sun's longest and most loyal client. Never tried to hurt her or take advantage, and was always respectful. She hated it but she enjoyed being with him.

"Come here bunny, this ones for you." Junso said to Mi-Sun pointing at a thick line on the tray. "It's imported, you'll like it."

Mi-Sun held her hair so it wouldn't fall into the abundance of coke. She bent down and placed her nostril over the rolled up bill Junso was holding and took in every spec of what he gave her. She sat up, tilting her head back. "Shit it burns," Mi-Sun said holding her nostril. Junso chuckled and pulled the tray up to his nose, snorting three lines one after another.

The postnasal drip started to numb Mi-Sun's throat as the bitter taste violated her mouth. Her pulse started rising as her skin began tingling. She licked her dry lips with her sandpaper tongue. Junso hovered over top of her with a bottle of champagne. "Open for daddy." Mi-Sun obliged and he held her chin with one hand while pouring champagne in her mouth with the other.

Junso wiped the side of her mouth that champagne snuck out of with his thumb and put it in his mouth. "Tasty." Mi-Sun smiled at him and stood up. "Let's go out to the rest of the party, baby."

Mi-Sun stood at the bow of the yacht, watching the beautiful sunset. Just like that, another day had gone by. Sunsets reminded Mi-Sun that no matter how bad the day was, it will always end and a new day will begin. She felt comfort watching the sun sink into the ocean, knowing it would rise again in the morning.

Junso walked up to her, putting a bottle of champagne in her hand. "Bunny, you're getting lost again. What can I do for you right now?" Mi-Sun looked over at the gentle man with his dilated pupils and grinned. "You already did it." She leaned on his shoulder, "isn't it beautiful Junso?" He wrapped his arm around Mi-Sun, "not half as beautiful as you." She scoffed at him, "ah, you're such a charmer." She put the bottle of champagne to her mouth and began to drink. Junso pulled the bottle down softly, "pace yourself please, don't do too much at once." Mi-Sun smiled and tilted her head to the side "the moons out Mr. Daek. Time to let your freak flag fly."

Mi-Sun placed the bottle on the floor, turning to Junso. She began to slowly unbutton her jean shorts, letting them fall to her ankles. She then pulled off her tank top and threw it at him. He stood there in awe as he slowly worked his eyes up her body. Wearing nothing but a red bra with matching underwear she licked her bottom lip. "You coming?" Junso looked her at with a confused look, "Mi-Sun don't you dare!" Her stomach tightened by his tone, "What's wrong? Is daddy gonna punish me?" She said teasing him. With the look on his face Mi-Sun could tell he really didn't want her to jump. "Come and get me." She turned and jumped off the yacht.