My first day in my new apartment provided by my job was underwhelming. With only one room and a small bathroom I was incredibly disappointed being used to at least a separate kitchen and bedroom. My new co-worker seemed too tired and busy to care so I didn't bother asking her why it was so small. I just felt resigned to spending my time at home in a little box that was covered in stains.
I had come to Korea for a year to pay off some debt after graduation doing the usual teaching thing and I didn't want to waste money drinking when the cost of living was so expensive. I did turn heads wherever I went which was exciting. I'm pretty plain back home but here having some curves and being taller makes you stand out from thin as a rail Korean women. My breasts had always been quite large and my butt was nice and round but I didn't consider myself outstanding.
After a month of walking to school, doing work that was way too easy and not meeting anyone I felt incredibly lonely. Plus nursing the cheapest option in cafes to stay out of my apartment made me feel that I needed a change. My co-workers were no help as they were way too busy but they informed me that my building's manager could speak fluent English.
They set up a meeting for me glad to not have to deal with the issue anymore. They probably thought that I was greedy but whatever.
The meeting was in a cafe and I was expecting an older balding guy but I was shocked when who I discovered was the manager approached. He was dressed in a well fitted suit, was tall and he was in good shape. Not bad for a middle-aged guy. I was dressed in a short skirt and a thin blouse covered with a hoody.
He introduced himself in English and didn't bother with bowing or handshaking the Korean way. He spoke with a slight British accent as he told me that he had studied in India. We talked about how I thought about Korea and how my flight was. Typical stuff. I asked him if it was possible to get a larger apartment by paying myself on top of what the school paid. He told me that it was possible but we should look at the rooms.
He took me to the top floor and opened up a door leading into a two-room apartment with a large window.
I exclaimed "Wow this is perfect!"
But then I remembered the money.
"I don't think I can afford it," I told him taking off my hoody making sure to bare my assets. The idea was to influence his thinking but I didn't realize what I was getting into.
"Okay, I have a deal," he stated confidently, "If I can take you on a date every weekend then you can have this place with no extra cost. I have to redo your old apartment anyway."
"Agreed," I said shocking myself. Who knows why I said that but maybe it was because I was so far away from anyone that I knew.
"But I need some collateral," he said smiling, "If you want this then show me you mean it."
He unzipped his pants and took out a massive cock that must have been at least eight inches long and with considerable girth.
I was shocked because while I didn't believe in stereotypes I still wasn't expecting such a huge cock!
