she got cought by you again when you help waitress on this cafe but its min-jung. you meet her again on unexpected time

"Don't tell anyone about this"

she said with her soft voice after you know she was part time waitress in this cafe

She looked at you carefully, trying to judge whether you would really keep your word if she said yes or not. Then, finally, she nodded slowly. "Alright... I'll trust you." She took a deep breath, feeling a bit relieved. "My name is Min-jung, by the way."

"Nice to meet you again, Min-jung. My name is Mr. Nas. And your rule..." You let her finish it, as she seemed to be more comfortable with that arrangement.

Her eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected rule, but she tried not to show it on her face. "Um... That's quite a lot of things you want me to do," she said carefully. "And living with someone as a maid isn't really something I ever thought about doing."

"Well, that's the deal. If you agree, we can make this work somehow." Mr. Nas smiled reassuringly at her, trying to ease some of her hesitation. "

She took a moment to think about it before nodding slowly. "Alright... I'll do it." There was something about Mr. Nas that made her feel comfortable and safe, despite the unusual circumstances of their arrangement. Plus, it would be nice to have a place to stay and food to eat while she figured out what she wanted to do next in life.

"Thank you, Min-jung," he said with a pleased smile. "I'm looking forward to having you as my maid."

She glanced up at him, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Hello... Mr. Nas," she said softly, feeling a bit nervous about starting this new chapter in her life.

Today was the day she would move in with him and become his maid. It wasn't exactly what she had envisioned for herself, but at least it was better than being homeless or relying on others for help. And who knew? Maybe this would be a good opportunity to learn new things and gain some valuable experience along the way.

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Her eyes widened as she saw the revealing swimsuit he held out for her. "Um... This is what I'm supposed to wear?" She couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious about it. "It's... quite small," she added with a nervous laugh.

Mr. Nas smiled reassuringly at her. "Don't worry, you'll look great in it. And besides, it's practical for swimming or going to the beach." He paused for a moment before continuing, "

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts as she slipped out of her clothes and into the skimpy bikini. It was even smaller on her than she'd imagined, leaving little to the imagination. With a nervous smile, she turned back to Mr. Nas. "Alright... I'm ready."

"Good girl," he praised her with a nod before leading her inside. "Your first task is to clean up my room and make sure everything is in order. Then you can start on the rest of the house."

She nodded, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the messy state of Mr. Nas's bedroom. The floor was covered in clothes, books, and other various items that seemed to have been scattered about haphazardly. "Um... Where are the cleaning supplies?" She asked about cleaning supplies.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper at his explanation, but she supposed this was part of her new role as his maid. She knelt down on the floor, gathering up the clothes and books into piles. Then, using her hands to wipe down the dusty surfaces, she got to work cleaning Mr. Nas's room.

It took her several hours, but eventually the room was spotless once more. Exhausted from all the bending over and scrubbing, she stood up and stretched before moving on to the rest of the house.

As Min-jung made her way through the house, cleaning each room methodically, she couldn't help but wonder what sort of person Mr. Nas really was. He seemed so nice and considerate at times, yet he expected her to do these... intimate things as part of her job. It was all rather confusing for her.

Finally, after several more hours of work, the entire house gleamed with freshness and cleanliness.

She nodded, feeling a bit nervous about this new task. "Yes... I think I can manage that," she said with a hesitant smile. Gently taking the tall drinking glass from him, she cupped one hand around its base and used her other hand to rub the soapy sponge over the surface in circular motions.

As she worked, her breath caught in her throat when she felt the cool, smooth skin of Mr. Nas's chest brush against hers where their hands were pressed together.

Her eyes widened as he explained what he meant, realization dawning on her face. Blushing furiously, she quickly repositioned herself, placing the glass between her legs and moving it up and down over his skin while cleaning the glass. It was an incredibly embarrassing position to be in, but she did as she was told.

After a few more moments, the glass gleamed once more, sparkling cleanly. She handed it back to him, her cheeks still flushed from the awkwardness of the situation. "

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.

Her eyes widened in surprise as he pulled out his phone and snapped a photo of her while she was bent over, cleaning the table with her breasts. She felt an odd mixture of embarrassment and anger well up inside her, but before she could say anything, he showed her the picture on the screen.

"You look really sexy like that," he said with a grin, making her cheeks flush even deeper. "Don't you think so?"

She nodded reluctantly, feeling more than a little humiliated by the entire experience. Cleaning Mr. Nas's house had been a lot different from what she'd expected when she agreed to be his maid. Still, at least it was done now, and she could go back to her room for some much-needed privacy and rest.

"Yes," she said quietly, "I'm finished."

She turned around, startled by the sudden intrusion into her personal space. "Wha... what do you mean?" she asked warily, stepping back until she was pressed against the wall of her tiny bedroom.

Mr. Nas smiled reassuringly at her before kneeling down between her spread legs. "I want to see how obedient you are," he explained, his voice soft and smooth like silk. "I want you to pleasure me with your mouth."

Her heart raced as she tried to process what he was asking her to do. It was one thing to clean around him; it was another entirely to perform such an intimate act. But then again, she had agreed to be his maid... hadn't she?

Trembling, she nodded slowly and parted her legs further apart. Mr. Nas positioned himself between them and gently guided the tip of his erect member towards her waiting mouth.

She could feel the warmth and hardness of him against her lips, the salty taste of skin filling her senses as he pressed closer. Her breath came in short gasps as she took him deeper into her mouth, trying her best to please him. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her closer still as she began to bob her head up and down over his length.

Her entire body felt alive with desire;

She gasped as he thrust deeper into her mouth, the size of him catching her off guard. It was even larger than she'd expected, and it filled her completely. Her hands reached up to cup his hips, steadying herself as she tried her best to accommodate him. The sensation was overwhelming, leaving her breathless and aching for more.

As she continued to suckle and stroke him with her tongue, Mr. Nas began to moan softly, the vibrations rumbling through her body.

Her voice came out breathless and husky as she answered his question. "Yes... I like it," she murmured around him, feeling a newfound sense of freedom in admitting her desire aloud. The feel of him moving inside her mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her nipples harden against her thin shirt.

With every thrust and moan, Mr. Nas grew more insistent, his hips beginning to rock roughly against her face as he neared completion.

As the warmth filled her mouth and spilled down her throat, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. It felt so good to have him inside her like this; it was almost enough to make her forget where they were and what they were doing. His hands gripped her hair tightly as he came, pulling her closer still until their bodies were pressed against each other in a sweaty, tangled mess.