Making Deputy Manager Choi Dajeong a Slave (6)
— Choi Dajeong's Point of View —
I cast a sultry, bewitching look at Yu Sihyun, who sat a little apart from me.
No man who had ever received that gaze of mine had failed to fall for me.
Of course, plenty of them had only approached wanting a one-night stand rather than anything serious — but that hardly mattered. Once a man felt the pull of my lethal sex appeal, all it took was a little push-and-pull, a little toying, and eventually he would end up clinging to me in tears, no matter what his original intentions had been.
The most important thing when handling men was to dangle the possibility — almost give it, almost withhold it — and leave them aching for more. Give your body too easily and a man drifted away; play too demure and he lost interest entirely.
Such simple, stupid beasts.
Men.
Which, of course, made them perfect toys to play with.
Even if I had crossed into a parallel world different from the one I came from, the fundamental nature of men wouldn't have changed. With my deadly sexy eyes and this seductive body, I could create any number of male slaves willing to sacrifice their bodies and their money for me.
And since arriving in this parallel world, I had even grown taller, my breasts larger. My ass had filled out too — round and plump. Between my naturally sultry, sexy face and this lethal figure, there wasn't a man alive I couldn't seduce.
Or rather — there shouldn't have been a man I couldn't seduce.
And yet here was that insolent little shit Yu Sihyun, sitting right beside me, receiving my most alluring, sexy gaze, and wearing an expression of complete disinterest.
That bastard kept making my blood boil.
Ah, fuck... this is bullshit. Is that asshole gay?
No. Even a gay bastard should feel the pull of my lethal sex appeal — that was just common sense. Especially when we were alone together in a private room like this. Under conditions this perfect, failing to seduce one little punk simply made no sense.
Don't get impatient, Choi Dajeong.
I smiled sexily at that bastard Yu Sihyun with deliberate leisure and crossed one leg over the other.
An old method, sure — but a deadly seduction technique that always worked. As I crossed my legs, a flash of white thigh and the black mesh panties I was wearing peeked through the gap of my short miniskirt.
Most men would start drooling on the spot, helplessly crumbling before this half-hidden tease. Those perverted male bastards got harder from a glimpse of almost-but-not-quite than from full exposure.
And sure enough, the moment I crossed my legs, that bastard Yu Sihyun pretended not to look while carefully studying my thighs and panties.
You little shit.
Let's see how long you last.
Back in the original world, I'd had some fun with that Yu Sihyun. The naive little idiot had actually believed I was genuinely interested in him and freely spilled his true feelings about the other women on the team — material I put to excellent use as office gossip. There hadn't been any special reason for turning him into gossip fodder. It was just entertaining? Thanks to me, he'd been permanently marked not only by the women on our team but by women from other teams as well.
Looking back, making someone a social outcast was remarkably easy.
But the Yu Sihyun sitting in front of me now was clearly sharper and more calculating than the one from my original world. He might be short, but looking at that face and body alone — fuck, I genuinely wanted to screw him.
Honestly, if he just behaved himself and did as he was told tonight, I was willing to enjoy a one-night stand with him. Watching that bastard get pinned under my ass, toyed with, and reduced to begging with that pretty, girlish face of his — that would be quite the turn-on.
Just thinking about it made me want to fuck him even more.
I looked at Yu Sihyun slowly and crossed my legs again.
You fucking bastard.
Your cock must be throbbing, dying to touch these thighs.
I'm willing to let you have me once, you know.
Why don't you just surrender already?
Yu Sihyun slowly came closer.
You bastard. Should've done that from the start.
But then—
"Deputy Manager Dajeong. Are your legs hurting? Why do you keep lifting them up and down like that? It's distracting."
"Wh— what? Ah, no, that's not—"
"If that's not it, then what? Are you cold? If you're cold, put on the cardigan you brought."
"Y-yes..."
Fuck!!!!!
Is this piece-of-shit bastard actually gay?
The VIP room at Daraejeong was a little warm, but I forced myself to drape the cardigan over my legs. Otherwise the humiliation would have been unbearable.
Ah, I'm going crazy.
Strangely, the more Yu Sihyun refused to fall for it, the more I wanted to fuck him — the more my heart leaned toward him.
Why won't that bastard take the bait?
Is my seduction still not aggressive enough?
Fuck...
Ah. Right.
We haven't had any drinks yet. That's it.
Men were simple creatures. Once alcohol got into them, their cocks took over their brains. How had I forgotten something so basic and fundamental? Crossing into this other world seemed to have dulled my thinking a little.
Haa.
At least I'd figured it out now. Once the alcohol hit, that bastard would probably grab my legs and beg me to fuck him, pleading on his knees.
Just imagining it made my pussy feel already wet. I clenched my thighs tight as the heat melted through me.
I looked at the Daiginjo Kiseitsuru sake and spoke to Yu Sihyun.
"Sihyun. Let's have a drink. Meeting outside the office like this feels a little awkward, doesn't it?"
"Yes, of course, Deputy Manager Dajeong. Let me pour for you."
That bastard Yu Sihyun poured the Daiginjo Kiseitsuru sake into my glass with those white, delicate hands of his.
His hands are so white and pretty.
Long fingers, too.
Those hands, groping and kneading my breasts, and then...
"Deputy Manager Choi Dajeong, pour me a glass too, please."
Those red, crimson lips saying my name — how good would it feel if they wrapped around my breasts and sucked on them?
"Yes... Sihyun."
I poured the Daiginjo Kiseitsuru sake into Yu Sihyun's glass, pretending I wasn't turned on at all.
As expected, the Daiginjo Kiseitsuru sake had a beautiful aroma. Just breathing in the scent of the liquor brought the atmosphere to life.
"Well then — cheers, Sihyun."
"Yes, Deputy Manager. You worked hard at the office today. Cheers~"
I drank deeply.
The alcohol went down especially well tonight. Good sake always had that rich flavor, no matter when you drank it.
Haa...
After one glass, looking at Yu Sihyun, the bastard seemed even more handsome. Without realizing it, my body kept drifting closer to his side.
But this rotten little shit, completely oblivious to my feelings, kept scooting away.
Stubbornness flared up in me. I pressed my hips even closer, sliding right up against him.
Yu Sihyun finally retreated all the way to the end of the seat — nowhere left to run.
And then that rotten bastard picked up his glass and started to stand, intending to move to the opposite side.
No!
Before I knew it, I had grabbed the bastard's thigh.
"S-Sihyun. Why do you keep running away? Am I going to eat you or something?"
Yu Sihyun sighed — haa — and set his glass back down.
"No. It's just that you keep pressing up against me, Deputy Manager Dajeong. It's making me uncomfortable."
"Excuse me? I'm making you uncomfortable?"
"Yes. I invited you out to have a drink and talk about work, Deputy Manager Choi Dajeong — not for this kind of situation."
"Excuse me? What kind of situation is 'this'?"
"The kind where a superior sexually harasses a subordinate who doesn't want it?"
Fuck...
This bastard is really testing me.
A sexy, sultry woman like me makes the first move, and all he has to do is say thank you and let himself get fucked. And instead he has the gall to refuse, throwing around words like sexual harassment?
I am going to fuck you tonight, you little shit, no matter what it takes.
"I think you're misunderstanding, Sihyun. It's nothing like that. Hoo... Let's just talk about work. Work."
"Ah, yes... Then I'll move to the other side. It's better to talk face-to-face, isn't it?"
"No, Sihyun! When someone is talking to you—! Just stay next to me. Stop trying to pull away."
Ah, fuck.
My voice had risen without my meaning to.
But then—
Huh? Is this actually working?
That bastard Yu Sihyun looked at me with those big, cute puppy eyes, something like fear in them.
Seizing the moment, I pressed my body right up against his side.
"Sihyun. Isn't this nice? Drinking together side by side like this. I'm doing this because I like you. It's not sexual harassment or anything like that. You know that, right? How I feel?"
"Y-yes... Deputy Manager."
This bastard is surprisingly timid, huh?
Which only made him cuter — and made me want to pounce on him even more.
I took Yu Sihyun's fine, white hand in mine and stroked it as I spoke.
"Our Sihyun. If anything's hard at the company, you can always come to me. I'll cover for you. I may not look like it, but these days I'm close with Director Han Jihye — she's basically running the place. And honestly, I know a few of the executives too. So if you just listen to me from now on, your work life will get a lot easier. Don't worry."
"Ah, really? Our Deputy Manager is quite well-connected, isn't she?"
The truth was, those company executives were old men I'd met a few times, played along with, and built connections through. The bastards would go soft for any young woman. I'd stroked their egos a little and they'd grinned like idiots, pulling all sorts of crude stunts.
If those bastards had been men on Sihyun's level...
Ah...
Why am I like this?
My heart kept drifting toward Sihyun. Looking at him up close, he seemed even sexier and cuter. I wanted to claim those red lips right this second. My pussy was burning so hot I thought I might lose my mind.
"Deputy Manager, let's have another drink. Cheers~"
"Yes, Sihyun. I love it when you're this obedient and well-behaved."
Our sake glasses clinked together — a clear, bright sound.
Drinking and talking with young, handsome Sihyun, I completely lost track of time. It felt like being inside a dream.
And without realizing it...
my left hand kept hungering for Sihyun's firm thigh.
Haa.
I should hold back.
If I do this, I'll just look like some easy woman in heat, desperate to fuck a man.
I knew that — and still I couldn't stop myself.
I lifted my left hand and gently set it on top of Sihyun's firm thigh, stroking it.
Ah...
This firm, tight feeling is so good.
Sihyun looked at me with startled rabbit eyes, his thigh twitching under my palm. I moved my hand a little further inward and lightly brushed against his most private place.
I felt it — Sihyun's cock, thick and massive, like a beast's.
Hahhk...
That pretty, delicate face like a beautiful young boy's — and beneath it, a cock as thick and huge as a wild animal's.
An obscene moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it, and my pussy soaked through completely.