Hyosung's interview

A few minutes later there's a soft rap on the door. "Come in," you call.

The door opens and your next interviewee walks in; Jeon Hyosung, her interview moved forward at her request. She certainly is eager to get into the KAV industry, which is a good sign.

"Hyosung," you say, rising to shake her hand, "it's good to see you again."

"Good to see you again, too," she replies, smiling a little nervously. "I've been looking forward to having a more formal interview with you."

"Please," you reply, gesturing for her to take a seat. She does so, keeping her bag on her lap. You go and sit down behind your desk once more, looking her over. She somehow looks even more beautiful than last time, almost regal in her radiance.

"So, how have you been doing since our last meeting?"

"I've been okay," she replies, "I saw your latest movie has been selling a lot of copies."

"Yeah, it was a fun one to film," you say, smiling and thinking back to the girls' shenanigans on set.

"I'm sure it was," she says. "It was a very... stimulating film."

"You watched it?"

"Are you surprised?" She smiles slightly. "I wanted to see what I was getting myself into."

"And what did you think of it? Honestly."

"Honestly," she says, "I thought it was... real, in a way? Like, I've seen some porn and it can be a bit fake or exploitative or sort of staged, you know?"

"Yeah, I get what you mean."

"But your Seolhyun and Ahin movie," Hyosung continues, her fingers tracing lazy circles in the air as she tries to articulate her thoughts, "it was... warm? It felt real, loving, even. Like I was watching two people genuinely enjoying each other's bodies and... does that make sense?"

You nod, smiling. "Yes, it does."

"That's why I wanted to come and interview sooner," she says, her voice lowering a little, "it was originally about the money, but..."

"But?" you ask, wanting her to continue.

"I'm not sure I want to say," she admits. "It's silly."

"If we're going to have sex with each other on camera, we need to trust each other," you say, softly, "I'm not going to judge you, whatever you say." You look deeply into her dark eyes and realise she could say literally anything and you'd not care one jot. This woman is otherworldly.

"I've been with quite a few men," Hyosung replies, "Other idols, some producers, some finance types. They... well, they loved my body, I'm not blind, I know I have a body that drives men wild." She sighs. "But I was like a sex-doll to them, you know?"

"I can imagine," you say, nodding slightly.

"But when I saw your movie, and the way Seolhyun and Ahin were together... I guess it made me realise that I've been fucked all my life, but no one's ever made love to me." She looks at you, a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes. "And I don't just mean sex. I mean making love. Do you... do you think you could make love to me? Even if it's just for a movie?"

You look at her, taking in her beauty, seeing past it to the beautiful, passionate woman inside. "Yes," you say, hoarsely.

She looks down, biting her lip. "Sorry, I got too personal there..."

You stand, walking over to her. "I said it was fine." You take her hand, helping her to stand.

"Do you want to..." she starts, "do you want me to continue with the interview?"

"Let's sit on the couch, okay?" you reply, leading her to the black leather couch to the left of the room. You sit, and she sits down next to you. "John..." she starts, but you interrupt her.

"Hyosung. What you just articulated was... it's what this studio is all about. The raw emotion, the passion, the honesty... that's what makes for compelling movies." You turn to look at her, and she turns to face you. "So no, I don't want to continue the interview. I want to do this." You place your hand on her knee, and slowly slide it up her firm thigh, hiking up her skirt as you go until the edges of your fingers are resting against her panty-covered mound.

You look her directly in the eye. "Do you want me to stop?" You’re surprised at your own boldness, but the idea of not giving pleasure to this beautiful woman is absurd to you – it also doesn’t help that Eunjung teased you so much earlier and left you burning with lust.

She swallows, and then shakes her head. "No."

You take that as your cue to move in, and you turn to face her, moving in to kiss her. You gently cup her jaw and feel her soft skin, the muscles tensing slightly underneath before relaxing, her scent flooding your senses. You inch your mouth closer to hers until you're very close, both of you staring into each other's eyes and breathing surprisingly heavily.

"I..." you start.

"Yes, John?" she asks, her lips almost touching yours.

You're actually a bit surprised by how you feel. "...I'm nervous," you admit.

She smiles, and you feel the tension release. "Me too," she says.

"Hyosung, I..." you start, and you realise you're not quite sure what you want to say. You opt to slip your hand under her skirt and into her panties, tracing her mons pubis and feeling how wet she is. You run your index finger up her slit and feel her open her legs slightly with a gentle shiver. "You're beautiful," you say, pressing the heel of your hand against her clitoris and rubbing gently in small circles.