ZHAN'S POV.
I could feel my heart racing as soon as my client stepped into the stall. Anxiety bubbled up inside me, making me feel on edge. Yet, as his scent filled the room, something strange happened. I felt a sense of safety wash over me, calming me down. It was an odd sensation, but comforting, nonetheless. I took a few deep breaths, letting the scent fill my lungs and soothe my nerves. It was a strange but welcome feeling.
He just stood there, and I could only see his thighs. They looked trim and toned in the jeans he wore, and I could see his muscles outline through the fabric. He had a confident stance, and the way he stood gave me a sense of security. I felt my heart rate slow down as I looked at him.
He stood there for a few minutes, anticipation rising in the air between us. His jeans slowly fell to his knees. His rocky cock pulsated with desire as he moved closer to me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. I reached out and held his cock in my hands, feeling its warmth and firmness as I stroked it. I remembered everything I had seen on Cheng's laptop as I held his cock in my hands. I felt my own desire stirring within me.
I imagined how his large cock would feel in my mouth, and I was eager to find out. I slowly placed my lips on his cock and began licking and sucking it. The pleasure it gave me was something I had never experienced before. His moans of pleasure only increased my own, and I could feel my body trembling with desire as I continued to pleasure him.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my jaw and yelped in surprise. He quickly pulled out. I thought I had done something wrong, and my heart sank.
"Are you okay?" he asked. His voice was rough, but I could hear concern. I opened my mouth to say I was okay, but quickly clamped my hands over my mouth before the words could escape.
He stretched his hand out to touch my shoulder, but I quickly jumped back, my heart pounding. He seemed taken aback but didn't ask any questions and retrieved his hand.
I remembered I had some sticky notes I used in the bar at the back of my pocket. I quickly wrote inside, "I'm sorry for pulling away; I'm not used to people touching me. Thank you for your concern." I handed the note to him, hoping he'd understand.
I passed him another note, this time with a smiley face. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding; I hope I didn't make you too uncomfortable." In all honesty, I'm not used to people touching me, but I don't mind him touching me, and that gave me confidence. I just wanted to make sure he was satisfied.
I stretched my hands and grazed his hips with my nails before grabbing him towards me with my palms. His skin felt velvety, and his warmth sent a tingle through my body, causing my cock to vibrate in my pants.
I buried him deep in my throat, and he moaned, stretching his body with pleasure. "Oh, that's a good boy," he said in a low, husky voice. I felt a wave of heat rush over me as I felt his pleasure, and I kept going. I sucked him deep as I simultaneously squeezed his balls, sending a wave of intense pleasure through his body. He moaned loudly, his body trembling with pleasure. His nails scratched the wood between us as I kept moving, pushing him further and further into pleasure. I could feel his cock pulse in my mouth, and I relished every second of it.
I knew he was getting close to climax as he tried to pull away. However, I held him in place as he continued to thrust and spasm. His breathing became ragged, and his moans grew louder as he approached the peak of his pleasure. I could feel his muscles tense up as his body convulsed. Finally, he let out a deep groan as he released into my mouth. His hands relaxed as he leaned against the wall, still gasping for air. I swallowed his sweet essence, and I continued to suck until I got every last drop of him. His body gradually relaxed as I extracted every last ounce of pleasure from him. When I was done, I licked my lips and smiled, proud of the job I had done.
"What is your name, and can I have your number?" He asked. His voice was soft like honey, making my heart flutter.
I desperately wanted to tell him my name, and I wished I had a phone so I could have given him my number. But I also didn't want to break the rules and disappoint Cheng, who asked me to avoid talking to customers. So, I nervously passed him a note, saying, "I'm sorry, we are not allowed to give out our names, and I don't have a phone."
"Okay," he said sweetly before chuckling, and God, it sounded so sensual in my ears, "I'm keeping the note." I blushed furiously, my cheeks burning as I felt my heart racing. Pleasure is coursing through me. I was extremely horny and could barely contain my lust.
As he passed me a large wad of cash, my eyes opened wide in surprise. I was hesitant at first. The money sat in his outstretched hand. I reluctantly took the cash. It was a significant sum, enough to ease my financial worries. With a newfound sense of hope and freedom, I quickly pocketed the cash. Within a few months, I was on a bus to my next destination.
"Thank you." I heard his voice boom again before he left the stall. I fixed my aching cock and ran to the bathroom to relieve myself. I couldn't believe my luck. I had just been handed a life-changing opportunity, and I was determined to make the most of it.
Upon entering the bathroom, I noticed it was empty. Without hesitation, I quickly entered one of the stalls to relieve myself. The quietness of the bathroom was almost eerie, but I didn't let that bother me. I focused on my task at hand and finished quickly. As I exited the stall, I still didn't see anyone else in the bathroom. It was almost like I had the entire place to myself. I washed my hands thoroughly and went out feeling refreshed.
I entered the lounge, and loud music greeted me. I saw Cheng and rushed to him. He was serving a group of people. He smiled when he saw me and returned it.
I didn't see you in the bathroom. You said you would wait for me? I asked Cheng.
I waited for ten minutes, but when I didn't see you, I left. I finished around thirty minutes ago, but you stayed for almost an hour. Cheng replied teasingly.
I blushed and hid my face, feeling embarrassed. "I, uh, got distracted," I sheepishly told Cheng.
I recounted the entire incident with my client to him, leaving nothing out. I also mentioned my small moment of relief in the bathroom. As proof of the transaction, I showed him the wad of cash that I had received from the client. We counted the money and were surprised to find it was a thousand dollars. We expected it to be less.
The client was clearly pleased with you for giving you such a generous sum. Cheng said, sounding surprised. Cheng looked at the money and then back at me. "You did a great job," he said with a smile. I nodded in agreement.
The server came and requested another round of cocktails for our VIP customers. I quickly and eagerly fulfilled their request, utilizing my skills and expertise to craft exquisite drinks. With precision and care, I mixed the various ingredients to create delicious and visually stunning cocktails.
"Don't tell the manager how much you got, or he will take half of it." Cheng said after I served the drinks.
I nodded in understanding, knowing that Cheng was looking out for me and trying to help me keep more of the money I earned.
Ten minutes later, Cheng received a text from the manager. He apologized and excused himself from our conversation, leaving me to serve drinks and smile throughout the event. It seemed like the night would never end; people were still drinking and dancing, and music was continuously playing. It amazed me how everyone still had strength.
A few minutes later, Cheng walked into the lounge with a smile on his face. "Zhan, you must have impressed someone on your first day," he said.
I looked up, curious about Cheng's talk. "What do you mean?" I asked.
Cheng chuckled. "Well, let's just say that the client was so impressed with your work that he wanted to hire you exclusively for the next three months."
My eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"
Cheng smiled. "Yes, he made an offer to the manager that he couldn't resist. You must have done something really special to make that happen!"
I couldn't believe it. "That's amazing. I don't know what to say. "Thanks, Cheng."
Cheng nodded. "No problem. Remember, this is a big opportunity, so make the most of it. I have a feeling you'll do remarkable things."
The server tapped me on the shoulder and gave me a hundred-dollar bill. "This is from the hottest guy at table 1," she said with a wink and smile before walking away. Still in shock over Cheng's news, I accepted the money and thanked her. I couldn't believe it. It was like a dream coming true.