Chapter 2
Before the interruption, the bed had been creaking in a monotonous rhythm.
“Ha… nngh, shit. Woojin, does it feel good?”
Woojin turned his head away. Men who asked that were the worst. He looked at the glowing LED clock, wondering how much longer this tedium would last. What was he supposed to do with a man who was about to come after only ten minutes?
The man’s dark-red cock pistoned in and out of Woojin’s hole. The wet slap of skin started to pick up speed. Cloudy slick dripped slowly from where they were joined.
“Nnngh! I’m coming!”
Fuck… Woojin swallowed a curse. The man had seemed perfectly normal, so what the hell was this? He looked to be in his twenties but talked and acted like a middle-aged man.
Woojin had paid good money for a supposedly skilled alpha, only to watch him thrust away for his own pleasure. What a waste of time and money. He should have just gone to the office and gotten some work done.
A sudden intrusion changed all that. The stranger stared at Woojin and the alpha, his hat pulled low and a stupid, blank look on his face.
The moment Woojin met the uninvited Hat Guy’s eyes, his cock, limp with boredom until then, hardened. Pleasure surged through him, a response none of the alpha’s efforts had managed to provoke.
“Hngh… ah!”
A tingling sensation unlike anything Woojin had ever felt sent fine tremors through him. His vision went white, and his back curved like a bow, entirely of its own accord. No matter how the alpha moved inside him, Woojin had felt nothing. Yet the instant he met the stranger’s eyes, his body responded, and he came in a rush.
Woojin squeezed his eyes shut and savored the unfamiliar pleasure. His whole body seemed to float. The sensation surpassed anything he’d experienced before, leaving him too dazed to collect himself.
He wanted to keep feeling this, if he could. If this was sex, he felt like he could do it all day. Was this an orgasm? Had he been the only one who’d never felt something like this?
What brought Woojin back was the conversation between the alpha and Hat Guy. As he slowly opened his eyes, he could make out the stranger through the haze. He’d never seen him before today.
Woojin watched the man’s frantic retreat and let out a faint breath. He missed the afterglow that had vanished so fast. He pushed the alpha who was still on top of him to the side of the bed, slowly sat up, and wiped the semen off his chest with a tissue.
“Woojin, did it feel good? You came, didn’t you?”
Looking at the delighted alpha, Woojin clicked his tongue.
Until tonight, Yang Woojin, a 34-year-old recessive omega, had never experienced an orgasm. No matter who he slept with, he had never managed to ejaculate or have a dry orgasm. In bed, he’d been as stiff and unresponsive as a board.
He’d gone to the hospital, but all they’d told him was that his inability to ejaculate had some unidentified psychological cause. He’d never found a real solution.
Woojin sighed, took four bills totaling $150 from the nearby wallet, and handed them to the man.
“We’re done here, so you can go.”
The alpha frowned when he didn’t get the answer he wanted from Woojin. After taking the money without a fuss, he clung to him.
“Senior Director Yang, why are you being like this? You were satisfied, weren’t you? I was good, right? You’ll call me again next time, won’t you?”
At the man’s coaxing words, Woojin shoved the alpha’s face away as if displeased and looked at him, his expression gone cold and hard.
“I believe we’re done here.”
Woojin’s reaction was as cold as a midwinter north wind, so the man took the hint, gathered his clothes off the floor, pulled them on, and left, closing the door behind him.
Only after he heard the man leave the house did Woojin slowly get up and head for the shower. As warm water poured down, his hazy vision cleared.
Honestly, it had felt good. More precisely, when Hat Guy walked in and their eyes met, the pleasure had been electric. He covered his face with both hands as the water hit him.
The way his cock had stirred under Hat Guy’s gaze came back to him vividly. He’d felt a tingle and a rush of arousal the instant their eyes met. As water streamed through his hair, he shook his head. Only then did he remember what Hat Guy had said as he left.
“I’m from Do It All.”
“…Ha. Unbelievable.”
Woojin let out a hollow laugh. Do It All? So Hat Guy was the part-timer he’d hired to clean the room after his night with the alpha.
“I’m pretty sure I booked it for eight in the morning…”
Once he’d more or less finished his shower, Woojin checked his phone. He looked perfectly at ease, as if he hadn’t just been having sex. He shifted the rocks glass, making the whiskey swirl gently around its ball of ice.
[Do It All - 8 a.m. cleaning]
The packed calendar showed the cleaning appointment Woojin had booked. So the cleaner scheduled for 8 a.m. tomorrow had shown up today at 8 p.m.
He sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and tilted his head as he looked at his phone. There was no way his secretary had made a mistake. If she couldn’t handle something this basic, he wouldn’t have kept her on.
Woojin picked up the phone and called his secretary.
“Please have the cleaner I booked return tomorrow morning at the correct time. And have the payment transferred. Tell them to send the person who came today, not a replacement. Make sure of it.”