SEONGSAENGNIM

Kim Namjoon was one of the best teachers in Seoul University in South Korea, he was single and every single female in campus wanted a piece of the fine man, but he didn't show any interest or gave them any wrong lead.

He was handsome, tall lean, well built like a model, what was not to like about this fine gentleman, smart, handsome, good resources which made him a boyfriend/husband material.

He was looking for someone to spend the rest of his life with but still have yet to find it.

The summer vacation was coming to an end and Kim Namjoon was getting ready for the new fall semester at Seoul university.

He went shopping for some new clothing items with his best friend Jung Hoseok he was the literature professor at the university they were really close since they were born in the same year.

Jung Hoseok was married also had a beautiful little girl, which in certain way made Namjoon jealous of Hoseok, not in a bad way, just in the way he wanted to have what Hoseok had.

He was already 29; so he felt like it was time for him to start working on finding his soulmate to get settled.

Him and Hoseok made it to the shopping mall which he hated, he only went shopping at the beginning of the semesters so he could be dapper and handsome.

- Hoba you know I hate shopping, I do most of my shopping online, ughhh.

He growled.

- please Namjoon, you know we do this every semester I don't know why you keep complaining.

- because I hate malls Hoba.

- come Joon, you can do this.

They made it to their first store.

- I wish I could dress with my usual brands while work.

- you know better then that Namjoon, your style outside work is more casual and laid back.

- I know and very comfortable.

- well I know but the dress code at work is very strict, you know this why are you acting like a big baby, come on.

He said with a smile as he pulled him inside the store.

They walked inside the Gucci store.

- I know how you feel because I love my supreme brand and you know it.

Hoseok said with his usual sponkiness.

- once inside they began to roam around the store each one going a different ways.

- I don't know what I am actually looking for.

Namjoon said with a deep sigh, when something or better yet someone caught the corner of his eye.

It was one of the store attendants.

She wasn't Korean, she was actually a foreigner but he couldn't put his finger on the nationality at least not yet.

He was deep in his thoughts when her sweet voice brought him back from his deep thoughts.

- hello sir, how are you, is there something I could help you with, is there anything specific that you could be looking for?

Namjoon turn his face 180 degrees to find the attendant right next to him.

He was surprised with her appearance, she wasn't the typical female that he had been raised to look for.

Her skin wasn't pale, she had a cinnamon colored skin, that looked yummy and screamed taste me.

Her figure wasn't small, she had quite a few extra pounds on her, but in the right places, big breasts, thick thighs, enough junk in the trunk to grab onto for life, her hair wasn't too short nor too long right under her shoulders, blue black, she was so inviting to the touch, soft like a fluffy bear and sensual like a vixen, the whole package everything a man could ask for in a man.

He finally stopped daydreaming to look at her.

- yes, well I'm a teacher which means that the new semester is about to start so I need few pieces to add to my wardrobe.

- ah, I think I got the perfect items for you, if is ok for me to help you?

- of course, I would love that.

- perfect follow me please.

She said with a smile before turning around and began to walk, he couldn't help it but his eyes went straight down to her ass, she wasn't too sensual but the way she swayed her hips slowly had Namjoon's blood beginning to warm up.

- lead the way.

He said praying that his voice didn't break up in the process.

She walked to the back to the store where he followed like a dog following his meal.

- ahhh, mr....?

- Kim... Kim Namjoon.

He said with a slight bow.

- Nice to meet you mr. Kim, my name is y/n.

- nice to meet you y/n.

- well, you can use this dressing room, wait here I'm going to pick a few things for you to try on, I'll be right back.

- I'll be waiting right here.

He said somehow feeling how his breathing was starting to shorten.

She walked off so he finally let out the breath that has been trapped inside his lungs.

Hoseok was working with another of the attendants in another dressing room.

Namjoon was having any type of thoughts while waiting in the dressing room.

After few minutes she walked back with a rack with a few outfits.

- mr. Kim I'm back, are you ready?

- I'm ready to give you anything that your heart desires, baby girl.

He thought to himself.

- yes, miss y/n I'm ready.

- great, I'll hand you the first outfit, I ask you please to show me when you put it on so I can see if it needs any kind of alterations.

- yes miss.

She knocked on the door and he opened.

- please just call me y/n.

She said with a big smile.

- ok, well but if I call by your name then you would do the same and call me Namjoon.

- I shouldn't sir, you are the customer...

Before she could complaint further he placed his finger on his lips shushing her.

- is a deal y/n?

She looked at his eyes feeling an electric jolt run down her spine, which made her legs weakened.

She nodded stepping back slightly while handing him the first outfit.

Y/n was glad that he went back in shutting the door because for the first time since she had been working at the Gucci store, a man had her so worked up like that, she had to admit that he was special, handsome, so well mannered and put together.

- I'm ready y/n.

His voice call from the dressing room.

- ok, please come out, let me see how it fits you.

He took a deep breath before walking out, when she saw him, she almost fell flat on her butt, lordy was he fine.

- what do you think?

He asked knowing that he was causing the same effect in her that he was causing on him.

- it looks nice, but we are missing something, how about this jacket?

She said moving close to him, as she tried to help him to put it on his shoulders, she finally noticed how tall she was, so it was kind of an impossible task for her.

He smiled then bend his knees a bit so she could reach his head.

- there, what do you think now, mr. Kim?