Chapter 33
"Haaah! Yuri-ya...! There...!"
"Chief-nim... your nipples are hard... Chup..."
The three secretaries, using Minho's powerful hip movements visible through the crack in the door as their side dish, began to explore each other's bodies. Someone sucked a colleague's breast, while another shoved their fingers between the legs of the person next to them.
Inside, the mother and son; outside, the secretaries. The boundary between the CEO's office and the secretarial office crumbled, and the place was transforming into a scene of group debauchery, pursuing only pleasure.
"Haaaaaang-!!!"
With the final shriek, the storm that had shaken the conference room subsided. The beast-like cries turned into ragged breaths, and instead of dull friction sounds, only a squelching afterglow filled the air.
The secretaries, who had been exploring each other's bodies outside the door, sensed the silence and were startled.
"Hngh...! It's... it's over, I think..."
"Oh, what do we do! If they come out...!"
Chief Choi and Yuri hastily pulled their hands off each other's bodies and straightened their disheveled blouses and skirts. Their faces were red as beets and their legs trembled, but like the best secretaries in Korea, they instinctively tried to return to 'work mode'.
However, their already soaked panties and the sense of depravity they had just shared could not be erased.
Kiiik-
Not long after, the tightly closed conference room door swung open. The secretaries swallowed dryly and bowed their heads towards the door.
"C-CEO-nim... you worked hard... Huh?!"
The secretaries, about to greet them, were speechless. The sight that appeared when the door opened far exceeded their expectations.
Thump. Thump.
The first to walk out was Minho. He wore a proud and arrogant expression, like a victorious general returning from the battlefield. However, the women on either side of him were in a very different state.
"Haa... haa..."
"Ugh... my legs are weak..."
On Minho's left was Hye-jeong, the CEO, and on his right was Hye-seon, the building owner, both clinging to him as if relying on him to walk. The appearance of the two women, staggering like children taking their first steps, was both pathetic and strangely beautiful.
Their luxury suits were crumpled, and their stockings were snagged and torn. Their faces, smeared with sweat and Vaginal Fluid, had smudged makeup, but instead of defeat, their expressions held intense satisfaction and ecstasy.
Hwaak-
As the three walked out, a strong Night flower smell and the pungent scent of a female suddenly wafted through the entire secretarial office. It was proof of how intensely they had mingled inside.
"......"
The secretaries stared blankly at the sight, forgetting to breathe. Normally, they should have been horrified by their CEO-nim's disheveled state, a sight unimaginable. But the emotion dominating their minds now was not 'shock'.
(I'm envious...)
Junior Yuri's eyes trembled towards Minho. The overwhelming presence of that man, who had two queens on either side and had completely conquered them. She was insanely envious of the two women who had been embraced by that massive male, ravished and loved to the point where their brains melted.
(Me too... I want to be between them too. I wish that man would hold my hand like that...)
Chief Choi was no different. She unconsciously rubbed her thighs and stole a glance between Hye-jeong's loosened legs. She could see the Semen Minho had ejaculated flowing down her thigh.
(How good must it have been... for that strict CEO-nim to make such an expression. If my pussy belonged to that man... I wouldn't mind if it tore.)
The secretaries instinctively bowed in greeting, but their eyes greedily followed the bulge in Minho's pants.
"Y-you worked hard... CEO-nim..."
"......"
Hye-jeong and Hye-seon seemed to have no energy to reply, simply leaning on Minho's shoulder and panting heavily.
"Ah, Chief Choi."
Hye-jeong, who had been staggering out of the secretarial office leaning on Minho, stopped and turned her head slightly.
Her unfocused eyes, disheveled hair, and thighs clearly visible through her torn
stockings. She had a more lewd appearance than anyone, yet the commanding tone she uttered was still as icy as frost.
"Please clean the conference room. It's... gotten a bit messy."
"Ah, yes! Understood, CEO-nim!"
As Chief Choi bowed 90 degrees, Hye-jeong, seemingly satisfied, leaned back into Minho's embrace and disappeared towards the elevator.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, carrying the three people down, only a tense silence remained in the secretarial office.
"......"
Chief Choi and Yuri met each other's eyes. They knew without speaking what thought was dominating both their minds.
(I want to go inside. To see what it's like in there...)
"S-shall we go? Since CEO-nim ordered it..."
Yuri cautiously spoke first. Chief Choi swallowed dryly and nodded.
With trembling steps, they approached the conference room door, which had been a forbidden zone just moments before.
Kiiik-
As soon as the door opened, a hot, heavy wave of heat enveloped the secretaries.
"Hngh...!"
"Oh my god..."
Instead of covering their noses, the secretaries instead took deep breaths.
The conference room was filled with a strong, pungent Night flower smell and the sour yet sweet scent of female Vaginal Fluid.
Despite the air conditioner running, the pheromone particles floating in the air were so dense that it made their heads spin.
"The smell... it's really strong..."
Yuri murmured with a hazy expression. Their gaze naturally fell upon the messy glass table and the floor.
Torn pieces of stockings were scattered on the floor, and clear, dried liquid stains were distinct on the table.
"All of this is... CEO-nim's and... that man's..."
Chief Choi, as if possessed, approached the table and lightly swept her finger over a liquid stain. Its stickiness stretched out.
Without hesitation, she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked on it.
"Haa... it's thrilling..."
Even with just an indirect taste, she felt herself getting wet down there. But the real treasure was elsewhere. The trash can in the corner. Inside it, wads of tissue were piled up like a mountain.
"Chief-nim, this..."
Yuri said in a trembling voice, pointing at the trash can.
Between the white wads of tissue, a lot of sticky, opaque liquid was smeared.
"......"
Chief Choi and Yuri rushed towards the trash can as if by prior agreement. The thought of it being dirty didn't even cross their minds. Rather, it seemed like the most precious Sacred Relic in this world.
Rustle.
Chief Choi picked up a wad of tissue first. It felt damp and heavy, as if still warm. She buried the tissue deep into her nose and inhaled.
Sniff... Sniff... Haa...!
"It's insane... the smell... it's so good...!"
A strong, pungent smell that stung her nose. But it wasn't repulsive; it was an aphrodisiac that melted her brain. Chief Choi's eyes rolled back at the scent, which was the concentrated Vital Essence of a young, healthy male.
"Me too... I want to smell it too!"
Not to be outdone, Yuri also picked up another wad of tissue and buried her face in it.
"Hee-eung! Haa! Just smelling it makes me feel like I'll get pregnant...!"
The two secretaries sat down with the trash can between them, burying their noses in the wads of tissue and sniffing like animals.
As if not wanting to miss even a single trace, a single remnant Minho had left behind, they greedily sniffed and licked with their tongues, beginning their own secret and desperate after-party in the empty conference room.
As we descended to the underground parking lot, Hye-jeong and Hye-seon clung to my shoulders, barely able to move.
Their passion, which had led them to grope my body and try to kiss me even in the elevator, vanished like a lie the moment they got into the car.
Thud.
"Mmm... Minho-ya..."
The two women, collapsed side-by-side in the back seat, fell into a deep sleep as if fainting the moment they sank into the seats.
It was proof of how fierce the 'battle' in the conference room had been. I carefully drove the car to the mansion's garage, but even after the engine stopped, the two women didn't stir.
"They're completely out."
I chuckled and opened the back door. Hye-jeong was sleeping with her mouth open, her head leaning against the window, while Hye-seon had buried her head in her older sister's shoulder, even drooling.
It was an unguarded and disheveled sight, unbelievable for the queens of the world.
I picked up the two of them one by one. Their limp bodies were heavy, but even that weight felt like proof of conquest, and I didn't mind it.
I laid them side by side on the king-sized bed in the main bedroom on the second floor.
Even as I covered them with the blanket, they were in a deep, oblivious sleep.
How much time had passed?
The afternoon sunlight streamed long through the curtains, illuminating the bed.
"Mmm..."
Hye-jeong was the first to open her eyes. She lifted her heavy eyelids, groaning from the muscle aches that weighed down her entire body. Her waist and pelvis throbbed as if they would break, and the insides of her thighs stung from chafing.
"Haa..."
Hye-jeong instinctively fumbled beside her. She felt warm, soft skin. When she turned her head, she saw her younger sister, Hye-seon, rubbing her eyes with messy hair right next to her.
"......"
"......"