I just graduated from college with a degree in marketing and organizational behavior. My uncle works for SM, and he got me a summer internship as a manager there. In reality, I'm the errand boy cum water boy for Taetiseo. At least until right before the second concert when I heard this:
"Psst! Hey, noob! Get in here," whispered Tiffany loudly through the door just inside the dressing room.
"Huh, what's up?" I asked as I slipped inside. It was a pretty small dressing room. The concert was live at a festival, and they had set up small, divided tents for the artists and staff.
"You're the new manager intern this summer, right? You have to do whatever I tell you," Tiffany said to me with her eyes wide and a little desperate.
I wasn't sure if I liked where this was headed. She was more or less right though. Whatever the talent wants, the talent gets. Within reason. I nodded.
"Our show is in 30 minutes. And my throat is acting up. I think its the vocal nodules. I can feel the soreness," She said.
Inside, my heart jumped. Oh crap, the contract for this concert was for live vocals, not lip sync. If we fake this performance, the festival organizers will ask for their money back or worse. Maybe it'll get into the news and be another scandal about how the girls don't sing enough at their concerts.
"Did you want me to get some cough drops or throat lozenges?" I asked.
"... No.... I have a better solution. This is what the last manager told me, and it works," she winked all of a sudden.
Uh-oh.
"You need to let me give you a blow job," She said brightly and smiled dazzlingly.
*cough* *cough* "WHAT!" I exclaimed.
"Shhhhhh!" Tiffany covered my mouth with her hand instantly, "you can't be so loud!"
Suddenly, her body and mine were very close. I could feel the velvet costume and the softness of her skin. Her right hand still covered my mouth but her left hand was sliding over to somewhere between my legs.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt. You might even like it," She said and pursed her lips and laughed.
I just graduated from college with a degree in marketing and organizational behavior. My uncle works for SM, and he got me a summer internship as a manager there. In reality, I'm the errand boy cum water boy for Taetiseo. At least until right before the second concert when I heard this: "Psst! Hey, noob! Get in here," whispered Tiffany loudly through the door just inside the dressing room. "Huh, what's up?" I asked as I slipped inside. It was a pretty small dressing room. The concert was live at a festival, and they had set up small, divided tents for the artists and staff. "You're the new manager intern this summer, right? You have to do whatever I tell you," Tiffany said to me with her eyes wide and a little desperate. I wasn't sure if I liked where this was headed. She was more or less right though. Whatever the talent wants, the talent gets. Within reason. I nodded. "Our show is in 30 minutes. And my throat is acting up. I think its the vocal nodules. I can feel the soreness," She said. Inside, my heart jumped. Oh crap, the contract for this concert was for live vocals, not lip sync. If we fake this performance, the festival organizers will ask for their money back or worse. Maybe it'll get into the news and be another scandal about how the girls don't sing enough at their concerts. "Did you want me to get some cough drops or throat lozenges?" I asked. "... No.... I have a better solution. This is what the last manager told me, and it works," she winked all of a sudden. Uh-oh. "You need to let me give you a blow job," She said brightly and smiled dazzlingly. *cough* *cough* "WHAT!" I exclaimed. "Shhhhhh!" Tiffany covered my mouth with her hand instantly, "you can't be so loud!" Suddenly, her body and mine were very close. I could feel the velvet costume and the softness of her skin. Her right hand still covered my mouth but her left hand was sliding over to somewhere between my legs. "Don't worry, it won't hurt. You might even like it," She said and pursed her lips and laughed.
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