84- Pleasure

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Watching with wide eyes, Tiffany kept her gaze on the city that was getting further and further away from her. The glass walls of the elevator had a faint glare due to all of the city lights below them.


She wasn't that scared of heights, but she was starting to feel uneasy. Partially due to their rising altitude and partially due to their impending destination. She thought she was used to this, but.. for the first time in months, she was actually nervous.

"Right this way, Ms. Hwang" The bodyguard-turned-escort insisted as the elevator doors opened.

Facing him, he didn't give her a second glance as he stepped out into the hallway. The hotel hall was simple, but only a fool would think it was generic. The fancy doorknobs, the art on the walls, and even the carpet was a constant reminder that Tiffany was somewhere of class.

Everyone who stayed here spoke the same language: money. Even Tiffany was fluent in it, in her own special way of course.

The bodyguard suddenly stopped in front of a door, and Tiffany almost continued walking straight past him.

His knock echoed through the silence. The voice that flowed through the door was barely heard.

"You don't have a keycard?"

He sighed, digging in his front pocket for the silver key. The door beeped upon him unlocking it, and he held the door open for her.

Making sure it was okay with him before she went in, Tiffany hesitantly walked over the threshold. The door falling shut behind her made her jump.

"You can come in"

Following the soft voice, she wandered further into the suite. When her eyes fell upon Taeyeon, Tiffany froze. There she was. With the same blank look on her face that Tiffany had imagined her having, there she was.

Sitting on one of the loveseats, Taeyeon was wearing a short silk robe. Nothing else. It was lazily tied, and Tiffany wondered if it was on purpose or not.

"You may be more comfortable staring at me like that if you sit down"

Embarrassed, Tiffany just smiled as she spotted another loveseat to sit on, "I just can't believe I'm actually here right now"

"My manager told you that I'm not like your other clients, right?" Taeyeon asked nonchalantly, getting straight to the point.

Tiffany nodded, "I mean, you're Kim Taeyeon. I usually only fuck actors, not singers. I feel like I'm moving up on the chain"

Taeyeon laughed a little, but it didn't seem like it was at Tiffany's playful tone.

"There's a little more to it than that"

"Like what?" Tiffany wondered, unable to imagine what Taeyeon could possibly be talking about.

Was she into really kinky stuff? Tiffany had dabbled in all different types of fetishes. It was part of her job. Most too weird for her liking, she had no trouble sucking it up for her pay. If she actually enjoyed it, then that was just a bonus.

"Strip for me. Then, I'll show you"

"Like a tease?"

"Like a tease"

A smile of pride was already taking Tiffany's lips. She could effortlessly do a strip tease. Slowly, she stood back up. Running her hand through her hair to tousle it, she made sure to keep her seductive gaze on Taeyeon as she started unbuttoning her shirt. Button by button, more of her skin became revealed.

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