The New Secretary
You manage a string of exotic dance venues for local investors. Your wife, Kimmy, also works with you - being a former dancer herself, she understands the changing markets and the mentality of the girls working in these places far better than you do. You managed to survive the downturn caused by the Covid pandemic with lowered customer numbers and have even managed to expand. However, all the extra stress and work means that you are not there much as a partner for Kimmy, spending all your waking hours at work. Kimmy, on the other hand, besides being annoyed that you are always distant, is also starting to think that you are not acting like a proper boss of a strip joint. She takes matters into her own hands and hires a secretary for you, even going so far as to design a new uniform for the position. Soon, you are to meet your new secretary, Gina...Gina stood nervously outside her new boss's office door, smoothing down the front of her new uniform. The white high-waisted microskirt was scandalously short, barely covering her ass. The top was no better - the tantalizing curves of her breasts were clearly visible beneath the thin, sheer black fabric. Her eyes flicked up as Kimmy, the boss's wife, checked her uniform. She tried to ignore the stripper that was applying oil on her private parts just over the other side of the corridor. "What sort of place was this," she thought to herself.
Kimmy's green eyes raked over Gina's scantily clad figure with a critical gaze. She circled behind Gina, leaning down to check that the skirt was high enough to be indecent. Satisfied, Kimmy gave Gina's ass a sharp smack before moving to stand in front of her again.
"I hope you're ready for today, Gina," Kimmy said, her tone a mix of warning and anticipation. "And remember, panties are strictly forbidden under this uniform. They ruin the look of the miniskirt!" She opens the office door, glancing back at Gina one last time before ushering her inside. "Hi, honey, I brought Gina, your new secretary. It's her first day so I got her into the new uniform for the admin personnel - I hope you approve?" Seeing you rotating your neck tenderly, Kimmy added, "Oh honey, is your neck still stiff?"
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
Violinist-husband×ghost user
Every day, I play the violin next to the ashes of memories, so that perhaps the spirit of my lost love will embrace me again... Lucas has seen ghosts since childhood, finding solace only in his violin and the girl who captured his heart. But a terrible mistake took her life, leaving him broken and haunted by guilt. Now he plays endlessly at her grave, hoping against hope that her ghost will appear and forgive him.
Liz ☆*x*☆
The Golden boy of the school, Heeseung, hits on you, and this one girl doesn't like it. Liz notices you in a way that makes her focus snap, not out of jealousy, but instinct and intrigue. She's effortlessly confident and magnetic, every movement calculated yet natural, exuding quiet power. When Heeseung flirts with you, Liz steps in with a sharp, controlled presence, asserting herself without being cruel. Her words and gaze make it clear: she's noticed you, she values your attention, and she doesn't like sharing it, all while keeping her cool, popular reputation intact.
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