The next day had Jungkook with a delightful skip in his step. His shower felt refreshing for once. His workout at the gym was alive with motivation. His usual cold demeanour towards his staff had suddenly become bright and joyful as he greeted each one by name and with a smile. 

Everyone was dumbfounded at the man's sudden change of mood. 

Sure, Jungkook had never been a nasty guy, but he'd never really been joyful either. He was what most would call a wet blanket - only speaking to those he needed to and only going where he needed to in the most uptight way possible. He'd had women and men alike begging to meet him and talk to him, but he always turned them down.

Now he was happily conversing with people over even the smallest details.

What had caused the personality shift?

No one would know besides Jungkook and his secretary, Jin. 

When he saw Jungkook burst through the office door like a big ball of sunshine, Jin knew that something in his plan had worked. 

He perked an amused eyebrow at his younger boss, "I take it that you had a good time last night?"

Jungkook frowned at his words and closed the door hurriedly behind him as if he didn't want anyone to know. When he felt like no one was in earshot, his frown disintegrated into a blissful gleam. 

"She was great Jin." His voice wavered in it's dreaminess, "She's so beautiful." 

God, he's already a lovestruck puppy. Jin thought to himself. "I'm sure she is," He brushed over Jungkook's admirations, "So, are you no longer a uh-"

"Oh, no," Jungkook interrupted bluntly, "She just gave me a hand job." 

  "A handjob?" Jin frowned. He thought that the 'lessons' would happen in one night, but the woman was dragging it on. He assured himself that it wouldn't matter anyway. The more it happened, the better the scandal would be. 

Jungkook nodded as he walked around his desk, "And then I tried it out on myself and it's really good Jin-"

"Yeah, nope. I don't want to hear that, but good for you." Disgusting little shit. What was with him and spilling unnecessary details?! 

"So," He watched the younger man sit at his desk, "Are you going to meet up again?" 

Jungkook nodded, his hands reaching across the desk for his papers, "She said tonight." The thought of her lips all over his body again sent blood to Jungkook's cheeks. He could feel that every day for the rest of his life and never get tired of it. 

"And how much are you paying her?" Jin asked, now coming to stand at his usual position in the office. It wasn't his business, but he wanted to seem interested for the sake of his appearance to Jungkook. 

"A thousand dollars." God, he'd pay whatever she wanted; every cent he owned if it meant she would take him to heaven again like she did the night before. 

Jin choked in the corner of the room, glaring at the younger man, "A thousand dollars?! You paid her a thousand dollars?!" He'd already paid Lola thousands of dollars to carry out what she was doing to Jungkook, and now she was chugging every single penny from him? What a weasel! She was getting more money than he ever did, and he'd been working with Jungkook for years! 

Jungkook turned to him with a perplexed frown, "Yeah, was that too little?"

"Too much, you mean?!" Jin screeched, "Jungkook, you're going to make yourself bankrupt if you keep paying her that!" He stared at his boss with wide eyes and wondered if being born a woman would have been far more lucrative for him. 

"Well, I offered it to her, Seokjin." Jungkook replied indignantly, "I didn't know how much to pay her! Besides," He huffed as he turned back to his computer, "It's my money anyway." 

 "It won't be for long." 

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That night, Jungkook's nervousness was back at it again, sending him into a frenzy as he tried to arrange his house neatly for Lola's arrival. He'd stopped by the store briefly to get some different drinks for the girl, telling himself he wouldn't embarrass himself again with his lack of preparation. He made sure they were all piled into the fridge beside his banana milk, waiting for her. 

He'd showered thoroughly and cleaned every inch of his body with a mild soap, even shampooing his hair and styling it so he'd appear more put together. This time when dressing, he left the first four buttons of his white shirt undone as he was far more confident with showing the woman his body. In fact, he wanted her to see it - he wanted her to touch it. He brushed his teeth till they gleamed in his bathroom mirror and covered himself in cologne until he could taste it on his tongue. 

His frantic cleaning came to an abrupt stop when the doorbell rang. His gaze immediately shot towards the door and within a second he'd already sprinted towards it. Patting down his clothes and hair for the last time, he opened the door and was immediately washed away with the sensual smell of rosy perfume. His eyes fell unto the gorgeous woman in front of him and his mouth slipped ajar reflexively. 

Lola's hair was curled artistically around the frame of her face and her makeup was dark and sultry - an array of blacks and browns - while her lips puckered in a gorgeous nude shade. Her ribbed tank top was pushed harshly into a pair of short bleached denims that reached up to middle of her stomach, and a pair of black stiletto boots had crawled their way up to her knees. 

Jungkook closed his mouth quickly as he pulled the door open for her, trying not to watch as her hips swayed with each step she took into his apartment. Just seeing her again was reminding him of the night before. 

"Would you like something to drink?" He offered as he closed the door. 

She turned to him with her trademark sultry quirked brow, "Do you have anything more than wine tonight?"

He nodded wordlessly, brushing past her to make his way to the fridge where he opened the door to reveal the drinks he'd bought that afternoon, "Yep, I have some lemonade, some whiskey, and some gin." He added, "It's pink, by the way." It sounded slightly stereotypical now that it was out of his mouth. 

Lola looked over his shoulder and into the fridge thoughtfully, "I think I might have...the gin." 

His arm shot out to pull the drink out and he placed it on the marble bench. "So," he tried to start a conversation as he pulled a glass out of one of the cabinets, "how's your day going?" Thank fuck he sounded more confident than he did the night before. 

Lola shrugged as she placed her plump ass on one of his breakfast stools at the counter, "Pretty usual." She stretched in her seat, causing the onlooking Jungkook, who was pouring her a glass of gin, to nearly spill the drink all over the counter. 

 "Oh-Oh yeah...That's good." He choked back his drool as slid her the drink over the counter and watched as she encased it into both of her long, slim hands. 

Just like she had done with his dick. 

Shit! Why was he thinking about that?!  Jungkook tried to shake the thought out of his head as he turned to the fridge again and pulled out the wine bottle from last night to pour for himself. 

"So," Lola spoke up, "Did you get off after I left last night?" 

Jungkook's head whipped towards her and his eyes widened in horror at her bluntness. His face went a wild shade of rose and the wine bottle in his hand nearly went slipping into the tiles below him. It wasn't necessarily the question, it was just that it was coming from her.

"You don't have to be so modest with me, Jungkook. I just wanted to know if you were practicing." Lola took a blasé sip of her gin and crossed her leather booted legs over each other. Jungkook's eyes followed them of course, watching as her thighs grew fatter when they were placed on top of each other. 

"I mean," His free hand went behind his head to scratch his nape, "I did...I guess..."

"Was it good?" Her eyes could have stared a hole in his head. 

"...Yes?" 

A taunting smirk made it's way up to her beige lips, "Did you think about me while doing it?" 

Jungkook stared at her for a moment, mortified and unsure whether to tell her the truth or lie to save himself the embarrassment. Of course he'd thought of her, how could he not?! She was all over him again in his fantasies, her voluptuous breasts were squished in the palms of his hands, her tongue was licking every inch of skin on his bones and his moans were echoing throughout the bedroom. Legs open and tongue out as he panted out in pleasured gasps, his hands had been sticky with his own bubbling precum as it allowed for his hand to pump his cock with ease. 

He'd done it more times than he'd like to admit, because every time he came, the thought of her drove him into arousal again. 

 "I did." He flattened his lips into a line as if to stop himself from admitting anything more to her - especially anything to do with what she was doing in his thoughts.

Lola had other ideas, however.

"I'm flattered." She snorted as she took another sip, which only made Jungkook feel more embarrassed about his secret fantasy of her. "What was I doing to you?" 

"Nothing." Jungkook blurted, before rephrasing his words because it definitely wasn't nothing, "Just what you were doing to me yesterday." 

And a little more.

A lot more. 

Way more. 

"Really?" Lola was teasing him. "Nothing more?"

God, she was going to be the death of him.

He pulled out a glass and poured himself a cup of the wine - the same colour as her tongue. "Yeah." If nothing more was the fact that it wasn't just her wine coloured tongue on his dick this time. If nothing more meant that she was bouncing against his crotch and driving him to an orgasm. 

He felt like he was some stupid newbie standing awkwardly in a corner as she let out a chuckle at him. Sure, she'd been part of his stupid fantasies as he'd jerked himself off, but it had to be expected with what she had done to him the day before. How was he not going to replay it in his head?

Lola leaned on her arms against the counter, exposing her bulging cleavage to Jungkook's hungry eyes. "What if I said I could show you some more things to jerk off too?" 

Jungkook was definitely interested now. 

A/N: 

"I was the knight in shining armour in your movie. Well, put your lips on mine and love the after taste. Now, I'm a ghost - I call your name you look right through me. You're the reason I'm alone and masturbate." Are the lyrics that have been pounding in my head the whole time I've been writing this. Congrats if you figure out the song 💀 

Fun fact, I used to be super innocent so I'd listen to the clean version of this song but now that this story has soiled my mind I refer to the original because I believe I'm too far gone to be listening to the clean one now💀💀💀

Thanks guys. 

Also, I denounce anything I write here its all under the influence💀💀

Though I have to admit this is very hot stuff coming from me.

Smut is obviously coming up so yeah, keep your eyes out for that.

Also, a reminder to once again NOT read this if you're underaged. I'm not responsible for your stupidity, I just write as an adult for other adults to read:) I have a million other stories you can read on my profile if you're underaged that contain no smut but romance. 

Anyways, goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the regrets bite.