After work with Yui.

I held the staff entrance open just waiting for the last of the crew to come out behind me. I’d sent Holly and Jessica home earlier after they’d progressively got more and more snappy and shirty with each other. One of them was probably teaching the other a lesson with a strap-on at that very second. With the girls not there, the night had gone smoothly. The Loft is always quieter during the week. Friday and Saturday are our busiest nights by far. Still, the place can turn a good profit on the slower nights with the right amount of staff on.

I’d skipped getting the kitchen to cook me something up to eat tonight with Yui saying she would have something for me when I got home. So, when I opened the door to my apartment I was met by the most incredible set of aromas. An uncontrolled hunger igniting in my belly at the smells.

Hearing the door open Yui comes bounding around the corner from the kitchen in a matching black set of workout gear with Popular written across the front of the sports bra in big white letters. She leaps onto me and wraps her legs around my waist as she kisses me hello. Guess she saved some energy for me!

“That smells incredible!” I tell her, not yet ready to put her on the ground. The feel of her tight ass in her yoga pants too good.

“I hope you like it. We waited to eat so we could all eat together,” Yui says.

“We?” I ask. I hadn’t known there would be someone else there. I’d invited just Yui.

“Becky’s here. I invited her. Is that alright? I hope you don’t mind.” Yui goes suddenly worried.

“No that’s fine. Of course, she’s welcome.”

“She’s helped me so much with my content. I wanted you to see how much of a huge help she’s been.”

Yui and I head into the kitchen and living room area and I say my hellos with Becky. The buffed girl with the buzz cut hair giving me a kiss on the cheek as she starts setting out bowls on my small dining table. Becky having on the same Popular set of work out clothes as Yui. Hers being a bright hot pink colour.

“Mmmm this is so worth breaking ketosis for,” Becky murmurs as Yui starts to dish up.

Yui has cooked a Thai chicken noodle soup in a silky yellow cream sauce.

“Well, actually its light coconut milk and the noodles are konjac which has barely any carbs in it. So, you can eat as much as you want,” Yui explains as she gives Becky an extra-large serving.

“No way! I wasn’t paying attention when you were cooking to see how you made this. You have to teach me this again.

“Of course,” Yui says but just before she goes to dig in, she puts down her spoon. “Actually, before I eat, I should take a photo of my outfit and post it. Don’t want it to look like I have a food baby.

Becky sees me giving Yui a strange look at her behaviour and then explains to me what she’s doing. “It’s paid content as a part of a branded partnership. I managed to get one of my sponsors to bring Yui on as a co-influencers. It’s Little Miss Popular. They’re new.”

“And they pay you for this?” I ask.

“Oh yeah!” says joining in on the conversation now that she has taken her photo and sat down to eat. “I don’t get paid anywhere near as much as Becky because I don’t have the same number of followers.”

“How many do you have?” I’m intrigued now.

“After that video that got me in trouble at school, I’ve grown really quickly to nearly 150 thousand so I get $2000 for each sponsored post.”

“Two grand!” I am amazed.

“Becky gets six thousand and she’s got half a million followers.”

“Wow!”

“It’s how I’ve been able to stay here without doing that much actual work. I can’t do too more than one or two per month or it lessens the effect,” Becky chimes.

“That’s amazing.”

“Plus, there’s affiliate links and payment for YouTube views,” Becky continues.

“How much do you get paid for them?” I ask.

Yui answers, “I get about $2000 for every million views.”

“And how many of them are you getting now?”

“Well, ‘that’ video has about six million now but all my new ones get about 1 and a half. I’ll show you them all later,” Yui explains.

I quickly add up some figures in my head. “With that sort of money, you wouldn’t have to teach anymore.”

“Ha. I never really thought of it like that. Besides, I’d miss all my girls too much.” Yui doesn’t seem like she is interested in a career change any time soon.

After supper and clearing everything away Yui, Becky and I settle down on the sofa with a couple of zero carb beers from the fridge and start to go over the content Yui has created so far. With a Lycra-clad girl on either side of me, Yui pulls out her iPad from its leather case and starts to give me an overview of what she’s made.

“Ok, so this first stuff is just what I was doing on my own. See you can see how rough it is. I only had my phone’s camera back them to take videos.”

I can see Yui powering through several different workouts in local parks. She looks in great shape just as she always has. The videos work isn’t the greatest as Yui has just been setting her phone up on park benches or whatever was closer.

“This one was just around the time I met you and the sauna. If I was getting more than a thousand views, I was happy,” Yui says before switching to another bunch of videos. “These are were Lawan started to help me with the filming and video editing.”

The videos are a lot better and the editing of them is actually really well done. Lawan seems to have a real talent for it. The camera is a lot closer and really does capture Yui in a much better light.

“Views were maybe 50,000 and I was like OMG! And them, well, that video and all the trouble it caused.” Yui’s infamous sexy video is still as hot as ever just as Holly discovered in my bed that morning.

Becky interjects, “Hey, that video made you viral! And it helped define the market for what was to come.”

Yui nods, agreeing with her mentor of sorts. “So, these are now after Becky coaching me on camera angles and lighting and the other stuff I knew nothing about.”

The next video Yui plays she is like a different person. The Yui I’ve always known looks like a Bonafede fitness model. She looks twice as toned and sexy as hell. Yet I have been with her the entire time and she’s never changed how her body looks in that entire time. The video still focuses in on the sexy, almost naughty side of Yui, but does a finer job of knowing what line still shouldn’t be crossed. The outfit getting smaller, tighter and sexier too. The locations have started to change too, looking more interesting and with amazing views of the coast and different scenery around the city.

“My gosh! You look incredible. It’s like you’re a different person.”

I suddenly realise what I just said might sound offensive but Yui doesn’t take it that way at all.

“Aww you are so sweet,” Yui says drawing close to me for a very tender and passionate kiss on the lips. Becky sitting next to me averting her gaze away from the lovebirds.

When she is done making out with me Yui quickly draws Becky’s attention back to us. “It’s all Becky’s work really. Show him one of yours,” she insists.

Becky pulls up a link to one of her latest clips on her sizeable mobile phone, saying before she plays it, “you’ve seen me undressed at the restaurant in Sydney, but this is what a little creative lighting and the right angles can do.”

The Becky I’d seen naked with Piya, is nothing like the Goddess on the video before me. She looks like a roman statue chiseled from marble. Her muscles bulging and it looks like she barely has a gram of fat on her entire body.

“Bear in mind I’ve got a slightly different following than your girl Yui. Hers want her little and cute. Mine want me to stand on their feet and sit on their face. A lot of subs!”

“They still send you just as many dick pics though,” Yui laughs.

“Oh yeah! Stay out of Yui’s DM’s on her phone. Way too many dick pics!” Becky joins in on Yui laughing.

As I slide the video play bar back to the start of Becky’s video to watch it all over again, Yui takes in my appreciate response to her heavenly body. “If you think that’s hot, you should see her OnlyFans…”

“Another beer anyone?” Becky asks as she gets up off the couch to raid the fridge.

When she is just out of earshot Yui turns towards me and whispers something in my ear, “Honey, can Becky stay the night?”

“Sure, of course,” I say. Yui and Becky have been getting on great and she is more than welcome to spend the night on the couch.

“I mean, spend the night; in bed; with us.”