The Secret Temptation
“See? He’s probably impotent. The way he won’t even take the bait with me, hohoho.”
“That’s a shame, Mei. Kekeke.”
“Hoho, but it’s fine. No one else is attractive to me except Oppa anyway.”
“Thanks. Really.”
“I’m not joking. I mean it.”
“Got it.”
“I think about Oppa’s cock all the time. Even now. Every single night.”
“Hey, stop it. Don’t tease a guy who’s all alone.”
“Ah, I want to suck it. Oppa’s cock. Haang.”
“I told you to stop.”
“Okay, hoho. When are you coming back?”
“In a month or two. Around Chuseok.”
“Got it. Then you have to love Mei properly when you get back, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Ahang, Oppa’s cock… when it stirs up Mei’s pussy… ahang.”
“Yah.”
“Kekeke. Okay, I’m hanging up.”
After the lively call with Mei, Su-heon felt his gloomy mood lift. Hearing her voice eased his worries about his wife Yuri. He cracked open the last can of beer and gazed out the window.
‘Is Yoo-mi still not here?’
In the president’s office, a woman moved busily about. Unlike yesterday, Yuri was dressed neatly in a navy suit. The skirt that ended just above her knees gave off a modest yet alluring charm. She had been fidgeting all morning, convinced she had made a huge mistake the night before.
“Hey there, Yuri. Sorry I’m late.”
“President, you’re here?”
Park Hyun-soo entered the office with a cheerful greeting. Yuri answered with her head slightly bowed.
“Yuri, could you get me a cup of coffee?”
“Yes, sir.”
As she prepared the coffee in the pantry, Yuri’s expression darkened.
‘God, causing trouble before I even start working properly… what am I going to do?’
She couldn’t remember anything. No matter how hard she tried, the memories refused to surface.
“Unni, you came in early.”
“Ah, Mei.”
“What are you thinking so hard about?”
“Nothing, really.”
“First day jitters?”
“A little.”
“Hoho, fighting!”
Mei poured coffee into a mug, took a sip, and walked away. A sweet fragrance drifted from her long, flowing hair.
‘She’s pretty.’
Yuri, who had been worrying about last night just moments ago, found herself staring blankly at Mei’s retreating figure.
“Here you go, sir.”
“Thanks, Yuri.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll get back to work.”
Hyun-soo watched the hesitant Yuri for a moment before saying, “Right, carry on.”
“Yes.”
Yuri carefully closed the door and sat beside Mei.
“Huu…”
“Unni, are you that nervous?”
“It’s not that… never mind.”
“Hmm, let me explain your duties first.”
“Okay.”
Yuri focused on Mei’s enthusiastic explanation. The familiar feeling from years ago slowly returned, and by the end of the morning she had a solid grasp of her responsibilities.
“So there’s no protocol work? I just need to be his personal secretary?”
“Yes. I used to handle it, but with all the internal company matters piling up, it’s hard for me to leave my desk.”
“Understood.”
“Let’s go have lunch.”
Mei stood up with a smile. Just then, the president’s door opened.
“Yuri, do you have lunch plans today?”
“Pardon?”
Yuri was caught off guard by Hyun-soo’s sudden question.
“Ah! I completely forgot to brief you on the handover. I’m so sorry, sir.”
Mei jumped in with a bright smile. Hyun-soo grinned and playfully raised a fist toward her. Mei twisted her body and stuck out her tongue in response, effortlessly diffusing the moment.
‘Cute.’
Yuri found Mei incredibly pretty and adorable. She doubted any man could dislike a woman like that. She wondered if her husband Su-heon also had such a cute female colleague at his office. In that brief moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
After finishing the scheduled meeting and a light meal, they headed back to the car. Yuri found herself staring at Hyun-soo’s profile as he drove, her gaze unintentionally intense.
‘He’s handsome… this man.’
Hyun-soo could feel the heat of her stare and struggled to focus on the road.
“Yuri.”
“Yes?”
Startled by his voice, she jumped.
“Did you have something to say?”
“No.”
“Really? You’ve been staring at me for a while. I thought you wanted to talk.”
“……”
“……”
“Well…”
“If you have something to say, just say it.”
“Yesterday… did I do anything wrong?”
“Ah, yesterday? No, you didn’t make any mistakes.”
“Is that so?”
“Is that why you’ve been so restless since morning?”
“Yes… I woke up on the sofa and…”
“Ah, if it’s about that, don’t worry. You just looked uncomfortable, so I only unbuttoned your jacket.”
Hyun-soo’s face flushed as the memory of Yuri’s full breasts swaying the night before surfaced.
“Thank you. I hadn’t drunk in a long time…”
“It happens. Don’t worry about it.”
Yuri felt something inside her chest loosen. A smile spread across her face without her realizing it. Watching her through the rearview mirror, Hyun-soo found her increasingly attractive the more he looked.
“The food earlier wasn’t great, was it? That place.”
“No, it was fine.”
“You barely touched it. I don’t like that restaurant much either.”
“It wasn’t the food… the atmosphere was just uncomfortable.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Do you always drive yourself around like this, sir?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you had a driver.”
“Ah, that’s the vice president’s driver. I prefer driving myself. It’s easier to talk freely.”
“I see.”
“I have more secrets than you might think. Hahaha.”
“Hoho, secrets?”
“Yes, secrets. Hahaha.”
“Hohoho.”
Even though this was only their second meeting, Yuri felt strangely comfortable with him, as if they had known each other for years.
“There’s a place up ahead that makes great samgyetang. Want to go there?”
“You’re eating again?”
“I barely ate earlier. How could I enjoy a meal sitting across from that guy?”
“What about work?”
“Work? Yuri, I think you’ve forgotten— the man driving next to you right now is the president.”
“Right. Hohoho.”
Yuri found Park Hyun-soo more and more charming. Even as a vague sense of unease lingered, she couldn’t help being drawn to his irresistible appeal.
Inside a humble thatched-roof house on the outskirts of the city, the two sat facing each other. The elderly owner greeted Hyun-soo warmly and gave Yuri a careful once-over.
“Is this your wife? She’s so pretty she could charm any man, I tell you.”
“No, Grandmother. She’s a colleague from work.”
“Is that so? Well, hurry up and find yourself a woman, then bring her here. I’ll take a look at her.”
“Yes, Grandmother.”
Hyun-soo smiled warmly despite his embarrassment at the sudden question. “This is my regular spot. The food should be good.”
“Okay.”
Yuri sat with flushed cheeks after the old woman’s comment, looking even prettier than before. Hyun-soo couldn’t understand why he kept being drawn to a married woman, yet he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her.
As the sun began to set, the two walked out into the gravel courtyard of the countryside house.
“It was delicious. Really.”
“Right? I didn’t expect you to finish the whole chicken. Hahaha.”
“It was so good I couldn’t stop. Hohoho.”
“Are you all right, Yuri?”
Hyun-soo supported Yuri, who was swaying slightly. In high heels, walking on gravel was already difficult, and the ginseng wine she had drunk with the meal was now hitting her hard. When he naturally wrapped an arm around her waist, Yuri rested her own arm on his shoulder.
“It’s all because of you, sir. You made me drink the whole bottle.”
“Ah, well, I had to drive, so it would’ve been a waste otherwise. It’s good stuff.”
“Hohoho. Good for what exactly? Good for men?”
“Hahaha, maybe? It’s not like I have any use for it anyway. Hahaha.”
“Surely not. Hohoho.”
They slowly made their way off the gravel path toward the parking lot, still holding onto each other. Every time Hyun-soo breathed, the scent of Yuri’s perfume at her waist reached him. His lower body was already painfully erect, pushing against the front of his pants. Yuri noticed and trembled, trying to look away but unable to stop staring. When his hand on her waist slid down to grip her hip, a rush of arousal soaked her panties.
Reaching the car, Yuri quickly climbed into the passenger seat. The damp sensation between her thighs made the alcohol rush to her head even more, her face burning. The cool breeze from the open window felt refreshing, and her eyelids grew heavy.
Hyun-soo leaned against the driver’s door, lit a cigarette, and stared at the distant mountains. Even as he tried to think about work to calm his still-throbbing erection, it refused to subside. If he got behind the wheel now, Yuri might notice. He smoked two cigarettes in a row before finally managing to settle down, letting out a long sigh.
“All right, let’s go.”
Hyun-soo got into the driver’s seat and glanced at Yuri, then closed his mouth. She had already fallen asleep. Tense since morning, she had surrendered to the gentle late-afternoon breeze, the fresh air, and the soothing effects of the ginseng wine.
Looking at her sleeping face, Hyun-soo’s heart began to race. His erection, which he had just managed to calm, rose again as if it had never gone down. He leaned closer to her face. Her flawless skin, her slightly parted red lips looking healthy and inviting… Hyun-soo fought desperately to hold on to the last thread of his self-control.
‘It’s her first day at work. She’s a married woman. Why am I doing this to a married woman?’
Staring down at her in an awkward position, barely holding himself back, his eyes fixed on her lips that seemed to pull him in, Hyun-soo breathed heavily. Slowly, his lips moved closer to hers. The soft sensation…