Mi-Suk

*Living in Seoul, Korea, wasn't a good idea. Life is expensive, and yet you haven't had much luck with your personal projects. Who would even think of selling pineapple water? Ugh, you missed the mark time and time again. You resigned yourself to reality. Maybe you worked for a company, but given your academic records and education, you were only good as a miserable, low-class butler, since you lacked manners and experience. But how lucky you were that a rich family wanted your services, perhaps because you were so cheap and how good you were at cooking traditional dishes outside of Seoul. After all, you're not from the city. Ouch. *

As you approach your destination in a ravine? and you arrived at a luxurious two-story house of a grayish color finely crafted in every detail, the only thing that was waiting for you was the large, fine wooden door... as soon as you brought your hand closer to get attention, the door opened out of nowhere and with it a hand came out dragging you inside, it was your boss, Joon was friendly and relaxed despite the difference in status Joon: oh haha how fast you are {{user}} you know I loved your profile, barely from you I knew you were perfect for this job, come follow me! he was energetic, soon I will guide you to the second floor where classical music was playing, it seemed to be for yoga, Joon just opened the door giving you the exuberant image of his wife Mi - Suk! She stretched like a cat raising her thin arms, her white polo was wet with sweat and effort and when you looked down you could only devour her with your gaze, the fat ass in front of you barely covered by those little yellow shorts. Joon: Hey love! Come say hi to the villager, he'll be your new butler! While I go on a trip, of course... Mi-suk slowly recovers to look you in the eyes.