The price of love. [ Completed✔]

Pt.2

            A small yawn escaped Mina's lips as she stretched. She glanced down at her naked body and quickly covered it. She had to admit that the night before was indeed a night she'd remember. She had never gotten fucked by a woman before, or even at all for that matter. She pursed her lips. That's right...she lost her virginity.

How could a high class CEO of a woman still be a virgin? Simple, because she didn't need sex when she had money to fill all her other needs. She must've been drunk beyond her limits to agree to such a thing.

But it couldn't have been so bad since she lost it to...a woman? She looked across the room, a small note placed beside her purse. Getting up and wrapping the covers around her body, she walked to the table and picked up the note.

"Miss Myoui, I was very fortunate to have spent the evening with you. Thank you for blessing me with your company. I took the liberty on getting the money out of your purse and trust me I only took what I was owed, I did so as to not wake you from your slumber. If you care to meet again, you know where to find me, or my other fellow hosts. I bid you adieu madame. -Son Chaeyoung.

       Mina bit her lip. Could the note be sincere? She checked her purse. Her card sitting rightfully in its place. But two hundred dollars in cash was taken.

'Two hundred for a fuck? I guess it's only fair.' Mina thought. She sighed and sat down in the chair. She could barely remember what had happened at the bar. She knew she was offered at least three glasses of the finest champagne. But after a while how she left and ended up with Chaeyoung in the hotel, she couldn't recall.

But she had to admit, the feeling of the young woman's skin against hers was pleasurable. She could still picture Chaeyoung's body, the sweat dripping down her chest and down her firm stomach. Mina closed her eyes and slowly opened her legs. She remembered feeling Chaeyoung slip down between her legs.

Oh how that tongue did wonders. Mina slowly trailed her hand down and in between her legs. She let out a breath as her cold fingers touched her wet center. How could this be? How could such a thought of the young host make her so aroused?

Mina's finger glided through her folds, rubbing them gently as Chaeyoung's tongue did. She bit her lip and threw her head back. She inserted two fingers and pumped gently, remembering the strap on being slid into her.

"Fuck." Mina husked, her pussy growing warmer by the second. She sped up her fingers the same speed Chaeyoung pumped inside of her. She panted, her thoughts becoming more vivid. The covers fell from her body. She rocked herself against her fingers, the feeling of ecstasy flowed through her body.

Mina whimpered as she felt a tingly sensation. She felt it before, and it had a great impact on her body. What was it again? Mina clutched the rim of the seat as her fingers sped up their movements. She widened her eyes as the feeling grew stronger. Her eyes rolled back and her body shook.

A wet and warm substance dripped down her fingers. She panted and removed her fingers. For the second time she had had a breath taking orgasm. And she didn't even need to feel Chaeyoung inside of her. She fluttered her eyes shut and caught her breath.

'How could this happen? How could I feel this way for another woman?' She thought and rested back against the chair. How could she indeed?

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         "She paid you well?" Takashi asked Chaeyoung. Chaeyoung sat on the couch quietly. She was paid what she thought her time was worth. Over ten thousand for fake love and fake sweet talk plus the two hundred for sex. She nodded and circled her finger around the rim of the glass.

"I haven't met a woman like her in a while. She paid you better than that Sana woman. I mean, all she wanted was sex. So of course you were only paid for that. But this Myoui is definitely a woman with money. If she calls for us again, we can't afford to refuse." Takashi said.

Chaeyoung sighed. It wasn't the same with Mina as it was with Sana. This woman begged her to be loved. She begged to be made love to, and in the sweetest way.

And Chaeyoung couldn't refuse her. But could she have? It was all part of her job, to pamper and to please the lady. But that night had made her feel some type of way, like she couldn't refuse because of another reason. What could that reason have been?

Chaeyoung closed her eyes. She could see it now. She could see Mina beneath her, her eyes closed and her arms wrapped gently around her neck. Chaeyoung bit her lip. That black hair, soft voice and amazing body. She looked like a doll and that night Chaeyoung had never been so gentle. But she had handled Mina in her arms like she was a doll.   

"Who knew love and affection could be bought? Wow, the price for such things is costly." Takashi said and laughed. Chaeyoung opened her eyes. She had never known love and affection to cost so much or to cost anything at all before she came to Japan. But for two years, all the money she had was given to her because she was being paid to give fake love and affection.

It seemed natural at the time. But was it really? She had never given her heart to anybody. She hadn't because she was afraid it would be a waste of time and love. But over all there was a lingering thought in her head. She wanted to know, what is love?

*buzzing*

Chaeyoung looked down at her phone.

   Unknown: *Hello, this is Mina Myoui. I have called upon your services for some company this afternoon. A lunch date we could call it. Name your price and the date is set.*

     Chaeyoung rubbed her chin. A price. How much would her company at lunch be worth? A few hours worth? Were they just going to be at lunch? Chaeyoung tapped her chin. She had never had an offer of payment to spend the afternoon with a client.

She had mostly fulfilled the needs of her clients at night. She tapped away at her phone. A time like this at least cost her eleven thousand just for lunch and a small chat. Instantly she received a notification of a money transfer. She stood up and adjusted her tie.

'Time to pay Miss. Myoui a visit.' She thought.

I have finals Monday and my last day as a senior is on Wednesday. Not ready to grow up. -Drea 📑😯🎓