She smiled back at you, her expression radiant. "Thank you, Mr. Nas... I mean, Min-jung." She glanced down at the counter before looking up again, a hint of nervousness creeping into her eyes once more. "I'll see you tonight then?"

"Oh, I usually close the cafe by myself," she said with a small laugh. "So it should be around eleven, or maybe even midnight if there are more customers than usual." She bit her lip again, clearly still feeling uncomfortable about revealing so much of her personal life to you.

"Don't worry too much about me," she added with a reassuring smile. "I can handle myself."

She bit her lip, feeling even more self-conscious as she took the second glass from him. With shaking hands, she cupped it between her legs and positioned herself so that it fit snugly against her most intimate area. Then, slowly and carefully, she began to move it up and down, cleaning it in much the same way she had before.

This time, however, the sensation was even more intense; the glass pressed against her in a way that made her body tingle from head to toe.

She glanced over at the small round table he indicated, then back up at him with a questioning look. He smiled reassuringly and nodded for her to continue. Taking a deep breath, she placed the soapy sponge on top of the table and leaned forward, pressing her breasts against it as instructed.

As she moved them back and forth, using the pressure of her chest to scrub away the dirt and grime, she felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable.