Becoming the Company President: Receiving the Secretary's Service - Part 1

As always, I headed to the office that day, convinced nothing would happen.

I let out a deep sigh as I stared at the horrific status window message.

Finally, it's here...

Even after twenty days passed with nothing happening, I'd been fantasizing that maybe it was all a mistake, that nothing like this would ever occur again.

It was just wishful thinking. All I'd figured out was that the ability's cycle was irregular—nothing more.

Range: minimum.

Fuck... again with this bullshit.

Option 1 was a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠non-starter. Just imagining the agony those assigned women would endure left no room for debate.

Option 3 might be manageable with minimal damage if handled carefully. But it involved too many people.

And where the hell is this client even from? Would some fictional company pop up out of nowhere like a villain organization? Was it a ten-person firm or a hundred-person corporation? No way to know. Taking that risk was dangerous.

That leaves... option 2.

The nearest female employee. Obviously Han Seohee.

She didn't have a lover or husband. But she was a good person.

...

I'd have to sacrifice her. Fuck her with my cock, regardless of her will.

It left a bitter taste. Better one person suffer than many, but still—this felt wrong. A twinge of regret crept in.

Should I have just... sacrificed that burger shop girl instead?

If I'd listened to Witae and raped that cashier. She might have suffered, but I—and countless others who could suffer because of me—might have been spared greater pain.

For now, no choice this time. But from here on, I need a real fundamental solution.

I strode boldly up to the president's office. No one stopped me.

"President! You're here for work!"

"Yes..."

There, in front of the president's office, was the 'real president' cleaning in his suit.

"Have a great day today too!"

"Yes, you too... sir."

The president wasn't a bad guy. He smiled easily, wasn't stingy with his juniors. After the greeting, I entered the office and sat down.

...So, what now? Just sit here?

After a short wait, Han Seohee entered.

Oh...

She seemed scary when scolding me, but seeing her in a vulnerable position, she looked a bit cute.

Seohee entered with her head bowed, then spotted me and cried out in alarm.

"J-Jisan? What are you doing sitting there? Get down quick! Hurry!"

"Pardon?"

A chilling sensation gripped me. What if hypnosis didn't exist? What if I'd just dominated Witae with sheer presence, the waitress and manager mistook me for an inspector, and the real president was just bored cleaning and called me president—

No way.

"I'm the president."

"R-Really? Wait, what's the new president's name—"

Han Seohee's face went pale.

"I'm sorry, President."

In an instant, her expression shifted from 'senior spotting a junior's mistake' to 'haughty secretary who's committed a grave error.'

"Don't be so stiff."

"But etiquette with the president..."

"Sit. Let's talk for a bit."

She sat before me, trembling.

This is...

Regardless of her personality, Han Seohee was the one who'd scolded me endlessly. Most times with reason, but even justified reprimands bred resentment. Seeing her flustered face now stirred something inhuman, a sly desire rising.

"How's it feel being secretary?"

"Well... First, I'm truly sorry. And, um..."

She cautiously met my eyes.

"I'm... relieved."

"Why?"

"Sex processing duties... I figured secretaries have to do them anyway, but it's still nerve-wracking..."

"And?"

"Still, better with someone I know than some fat old guy... Servicing your cock is way preferable to Jisan's."

A bit of my guilt eased.

"Would you have accepted if I'd confessed back when I was just a regular employee?"

"W-Well, never thought about it that way... Probably would have... I guess."

It tempted me for a moment, but no guarantee her words weren't influenced by hypnosis. Even without, badmouthing the newly ascended president—who she'd recently been chewing out as a lowly employee—would be tough. Especially since she now had to get fucked by that 'president.'

"If you're upset about me scolding you before... I'll take my punishment meekly. Fuck my pussy as hard as you're angry. Speak freely too—"

"I'm not upset."

"Then I can focus purely ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on service."

Han Seohee smiled faintly, winking at me.

"Can I... slip under your desk?"

"Hmmm..."

The chair was comfy, the desk spacious. Plenty of room for Han Seohee underneath to suck my cock ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠comfortably.

"Slurp, mmph, haah, nngh..."

She wasn't expert. Teeth grazed occasionally, suction wasn't that strong. But the woman sucking my cock from below was Han Seohee.

The one who'd glare sharply at my mistakes, pointing them out one by one. Skilled and capable beyond her years, respected and loved for her crisp efficiency.

That woman was sucking my cock from below.

Unthinkingly, I stroked her hair. Smooth and soft.

Han Seohee didn't resist my touch.

And then the door opened.

"C-Come in!"

I urgently pressed her down.

Whew...

She was sucking under the desk, but her posture wasn't discreet. Half-straddling my lap, embracing me passionately.

Anyone seeing would spot it instantly.

"President, the report for today... Oh, is the secretary servicing you right now?"

"Huh?"

The female employee entering for the report looked quite young. Unsuitable for direct president reports.

"Slurp!"

And below, Han Seohee sucked away with zero intent to hide.

If you're gonna be that bold, why under the desk...?

"Should I join? I can just text the report and service you right away—"

"No, it's fine. Leave the documents there and go."

"Yes!"

After they left, I gently pulled my cock from Han Seohee's mouth and locked the door.

"Why so scared? It's common sense for the president to get lust relief from his secretary."

To her confident words, I replied awkwardly.

"Just... don't like other guys seeing you suck cock."

"Oh, possessive, huh? It's fine. No matter what, I'll be your bitch secretary."

"Ha..."

Seeing Han Seohee speak lewdly so casually, without a hint it was wrong, I couldn't hold back.

"Take off your panties."

"Yes."

She removed them without hesitation. Her prim white blouse and black skirt unchanged, but the view beneath altered.

"Grab the desk, ass up."

"Yes."

Lifting her skirt slightly revealed her wet pussy.

"Nnh...!"

I groped her ass, slipped a finger into her pussy. She moaned, body quivering at my touch.

Finish quick, free Seohee too.

"Gonna put it in. Ready?"

"B-Because I'm secretary. Accepting the president's cock is only—"

"Like it?"

"Yes, I like it. I want your cock."

Her tone calm, but trembling underneath. Tension, anticipation, lust.

I thrust my cock into her pussy.

"Haaaaahhh!!"

Her pussy clenched my cock perfectly, elastically tight.

Glancing down: pristine white ass.

When she wore tight pants, I'd guessed at this ass and figure. But never this close, bare, unobstructed.

A bit higher: her bow-like curved waist. Desperately moving to accept my cock, to give me pleasure.

Higher still: Han Seohee reflected in the glass. Face disheveled, shuddering in excessive pleasure.

All of it pleasured me.

I embraced her, pounded her. Deep and hard enough to worry about the desk, her brain melting, her body breaking.

"Haaaaaaaahhh!!! "

I ejaculated inside her.

I lightly hugged Han Seohee, her eyes unfocused, staring into space.

Once hypnosis ends, this ends too.

So I'd thought, but I realized I hadn't gained control yet and tilted my head.

What?

Recalling, today's window differed slightly from before.

— After the day ends, you can secure control of the hypnosis!

...Right. That's it.

No choice. I'd have to play company president all day.

With Han Seohee.

Can I pull this off?

Anxiety began creeping in my mind.

Just for one day, but I had to be my company's president.