TEACHING ENGLISH IN KOREA
As I settled into my ANA Business Class seat that was more a bed and recliner I was enjoying the attention of the two cute Japanese flight attendants. Even though I had retired at age 52 I still had over 550,000 miles to use to fly in comfort. I deserved to spoil myself after 20 years of flying over 100,000 miles per year. I would have enjoyed a threesome with these two attendants and I think they could sense my attraction to them--every time I looked at them one was looking at me and smiling.
To say that I was going to Korea to help teach 9-10 year olds to speak English in a humanitarian way but that would be a lie. I was going for the overall adventure of--but the truth was I love Korean women and was looking forward to experience
all
that was possible. I had two past Korean girlfriends so I was all to accustom to their strong sexual appetite. It was a six-month process--getting the teaching certificate, background check, health physical and then waiting for an assignment.
The long flight was made easier by the flirting with the two Japanese women--I wanted to lick their little tight pussy so much.
When I landed the school's rep and another teacher that flew in from Canada greeted me. While we drove to the school into the heart of Seoul I could see the place from my previous business trips here. I think my past 10+ trips to Korea helped me get selected. After a quick stop at the school where we met other staff and teachers I was given a packet with more info, dates for classes, etc., It was an easy 10 minute walk to the nice apartment that I upgraded to--I happily paid the extra price for a more spacious place seeing how I was going to be here a year.
I spent the next four days getting settled in, going over some materials and went out every night. One night I was in a karaoke bar and met two hot Korean women. One was ready to come back to my place but then her friend got sick from too much drinking and that ruined what would have been a great time. We exchanged numbers for another night.
My first day at school rolled around and everyone was so nice and professional. Students would start in two days. Having another teacher in the class that was Korean to handle logistics, communication with parents and discipline was going to allow me to concentrate on teaching. My teammate was named Misoon and was a woman in her mid-30 to 40 and polite and attractive but very serious and stoic--she needed to relax in my opinion. Misoon spoke very good English and I really liked her cute sexy accent. I wondered if she thought all American men just wanted Asian pussy.
The first day of class was great. The class was 50/50 boys and girls all 8-9 years old totaling 14 kids. They seemed a little intimidated at first seeing how I am 6'2" and 200lbs. They were all very respectful and referred to me as Mr. Greg which I preferred over using my last name--I wanted a relaxed atmosphere and my size was going to be all I needed to have classroom respect. I had all the students tell the class their name in English, their age and what they want to be when they grow up. I will admit it was cute to see their little smiles and giggles when they spoke. When my teammate introduced me to the kids she told them a little about me-- where I came from, that I had played professional soccer in Italy and had been to Korea many times their faces went showed interest and smiles. I then suggested to have the kids write things that they learned in their first year of English classes--It was easy to see where their strengths and weaknesses and were so I could address my efforts in conjunction with the lesson plan. When I gave this little assignment to the kids I could tell Misoon liked my idea and her smile lit up the room--I wanted to see more of that smile.
Before I knew it the first day of classes were over--3 separate classes covering 5 hours and I enjoyed it very much. At the end of the day Misoon and I reviewed things and she relaxed a bit. The following day was just as good and the school's lesson plan was perfect for my style of teaching. The first week was over before I knew it. I met other teachers from the US, Canada and Australia and we would meet at various places for dinner or drinks.
After three weeks I was surprised to see how quickly I had fallen into a fun routine--morning workout, five hours of classes and nights out. Misoon and I had got comfortable with each other and I got this vibe that she was happy that I had not hit on her--I wanted to but did not want to create drama or make her uncomfortable. I was beginning to interact with some of the parents either in English or having Misoon doing the interpreting. There was a couple times where I suspected that the kid's mom would look at me and then saying something to Misoon and she would look a little flustered or blush--I acted like nothing happened. I was finding myself getting attracted to her.
There was one boy in the class named So which is unusual in being a one syllable name and its means happiness and joy--it fit his happy personality. I saw his mother pick him up a couple times and she was a classic Korean beauty--so elegant and attractive to me. She had the large almond shaped eyes, perfect lips and long hair and lastly a cute butt that would be prefect to hold onto while pounding her in doggy. One day as I was standing with So and I said.
"So here comes your mom."
"She is my gran-ma."
As she walked up So told her that I thought she was his mom and boy did that score points as she blushed and we made introductions. Her name was Ji Yoo, which I looked up to mean rich or plentiful--she was certainly that in terms of class and beauty. She asked me about how So was doing and she mentioned that he talked about me all the time. Ji-yoo even blushed once when I looked at her with a little smile when she was going on and on about what So had been telling her about me. As it turned out So's mother had passed away and she helped out her son with So because of his job and travels. I was interested in Ji-yoo especially when I found out she was divorced.
So I had two women I was interested in but both could be considered
taboo
- one being a colleague and the other a relative of a student. Both of these women were quality in terms of personality, intellect and looks--I could not decide on which one if given the opportunity.
Another couple weeks went by and one late afternoon I casually mentioned to Misoon that many of us ex-pats were going out for some dinner and drinks if she would like to join us. I told her that a few other staff members from our school and the one down the street would be there too so she would not seem outnumbered. She appreciated the invite but declined but then I got a huge surprise at the end of her bowing out.
"Greg I really appreciate your kind invitation but I must decline."
"No worries Misoon. Just thought I would see if you would like to see what a bunch of Americans, Aussies and Canadians were like."
"But I would prefer just going out with you sometime. You seem like a nice man and the last few weeks have been so enjoyable. I like how you interact with the children, staff and the parents."
I was totally taken aback. I stood there with a blank look but then began to smile. My past experience had shown me that Korean women can a bit direct at times so I guess her flipping my casual invite into a date should not be that shocking.
"Of course we must be very careful and private about this. Greg if you can agree to this then I would like to see you outside the school."
"I totally understand Misoon and of course agree with you."
I was still surprised with Misoon's evolution. But then again I had noticed her wearing a little more makeup and her hair in a cute ponytail. Her clothes were even a little more fashionable.
"Misoon I have noticed the last couple weeks you looking even more attractive at school. Was it for me?"
"Yes it was," she said switching to a shy mode with her coy blush.
"Well that is so nice of you but I would like to make a suggestion. Go back to your more conservative style. I think it may help."
"Oh I think I know what you mean," she said giggling. "I have been single for ten years so I was just trying to get your attention."
"Trust me. You had my attention the first time you really smiled at me--it was when I suggested that first little assignment for the kids about what they learned in their first year."
