Tormenting the Married Woman (2)
Looking at Han Minah's face as she glared daggers at me, I felt a little guilty for thinking it—but the thought came anyway.
Ah. So this is the kind of person who ends up doing something dangerous...
That was how naked the desperation was on her face right now.
"You're in that much of a hurry?"
"Ah, no... I mean..."
"Last time you told me you wanted to take the scores in small increments so you could have more test sessions. If you're that desperate, wouldn't it be better to just take a bigger score?"
"......"
Enough to completely reverse something she had told me herself—and on only our second meeting, no less.
But setting Han Minah's current state aside, I was feeling a little puzzled.
Why is she acting like this all of a sudden?
Of all the Remarks I'd written into Han Minah's profile, only one had anything to do with her sex drive.
The first: She considers her sex life with her husband unsatisfying. And so she looks forward to having sex with me.
But even that, boiled down to its essence, wasn't something that inflated her libido. It simply redirected the desire and affection that had been pointed at her husband and aimed it at me instead.
So I was looking at her face with genuine confusion when Han Minah spoke up.
"I mean... haah, each time we do it. Even if I do it once with you, Woojin, the score I actually get is pretty small, right?"
"That's right. That's what you said, Team Leader."
"That's why. Um... quickly. Since I'm taking small scores, I obviously have to do it often if I want to get promoted fast, don't I? That's all it is. As soon as possible—today, and then again soon after. That's how it has to be, right?"
She was trying to persuade me with some rambling, back-and-forth argument that didn't quite hold together.
I was already more than ready to have sex with Han Minah anyway, so I pretended to be roughly convinced by her words and climbed up onto the bed. Han Minah followed. Apparently thinking her pathetic attempt at persuasion had actually worked, she let out a small sigh and climbed onto the bed after me.
However.
I lay down, pushed the robe aside, and revealed the cock that had been hidden underneath. Han Minah's face stiffened slightly.
"Team Leader, just relax and do whatever you want... Team Leader?"
"Yes?"
"You don't seem to be in great shape today. You're not feeling sick or anything, are you?"
"Ah, no. I'm fine."
"You don't have to push yourself. I've already confirmed your work attitude, so even if we don't do it today I can still give you the promotion points..."
"I said I'm fine."
Han Minah was the type who, even when scolding someone, always wrapped her words as gently as possible so the other person wouldn't feel bad. Seeing her irritated, dead-serious face for the first time only made my mood even better.
Still, I hid it as best I could and pretended to be flustered instead.
"Alright... I understand. Go ahead."
"Haaah..."
I let all the tension drain from my body, and only then did Han Minah relax her face and slowly come closer. Skin whispered against the sheets as she climbed on top of me, planted her hands beside my face, and leaned down.
"Sorry for snapping at you, Woojin. Mm... promotions. If you get one without any real accomplishments to show for it, people talk."
"That's true."
"I'm a little sensitive about that kind of thing. That's all. Sorry, Woojin."
"It's fine. Just relax, Team Leader."
She gave me that smile I knew so well—the one I had once even admired—and leaned down even further. And then, so slyly, so coquettishly, she planted not a kiss but a little peck on my lips... no. Peck after peck after peck, starting from my mouth and working her way down, scattering little kisses all over my body.
I still didn't know why, but she had to be feeling pretty pent-up and desperate right now. And yet Han Minah's lips, after diligently covering my body in pecks, came to a stop at my cock. Looking at the thing that had been poking at her this whole time, she took it into her mouth without a single moment of hesitation and started sucking.
"Slurp, shluuurp, slurp, shlup, slurp—! Mmmpph, shlup, shluuurp... haah, hauuuph, slurp, shluuuurp...! Haah... haah... haaah, hauuph, haah... auuuph, slurp—!"
But watching her breathing grow hotter and rougher, I figured this wouldn't last long either. Sure enough.
"Haaaaaah..."
Just as my cock was thoroughly coated in her saliva, Han Minah lifted her hips. And she didn't stop there—she stripped off the motel robe she was wearing and climbed on top of me just like last time.
"Going to put it in right away?"
"That was the plan."
"You did that last time too. Let me do something for you as well."
"Huh? No, it's fine..."
The sex we were having right now was, strictly speaking, for Han Minah's promotion. Officially, this was not time set aside for satisfying each other's desires.
"The truth is, last time you were the only one doing anything for me, Team Leader. I didn't get to do a single thing for you. Watching how you react is part of the test, after all."
"......"
And so Han Minah, as if she had no choice in the face of my casually tossed-out reasoning, had no choice but to lie down in the spot I'd just vacated. I climbed on top of her in turn, planting both hands beside her face the way she had done to me and leaning down.
From this close, I could see her face wearing a rather inscrutable expression. I'd had a similar thought last time, looking at Lim Jiwoo's face from this same angle.
Han Minah.
"...Woojin. Why, why... are you doing that?"
"I was just thinking your face is even more beautiful than I imagined, Team Leader. Really, incredibly beautiful."
"What kind of thing is that to say."
"Just that."
The woman who'd been treated like a goddess at the company even before Lim Jiwoo came along had become a married woman—and yet here she was, doing this with me. What a strangely intoxicating feeling.
And that married woman gave an awkward little laugh, but when my gaze didn't waver she glanced away for a moment, then looked back at my face. With a movement that felt equal parts composed and anxious, she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"...Woojin. Even if this is a test... are you just going to leave me like this?"
"Why?"
"Well... it's embarrassing, that's why."
She even flushed, looking genuinely a little bashful. I wondered if an older married woman was even allowed to be this cute, but then immediately—
"Can't you just... do it already?"
"Do what?"
"Put it in already, Woojin... you can't just get a person like this and then drag it out. Seriously."
The sensuality I'd only glimpsed briefly in the small conference room last time came flooding out in full force. Seeing her like this, I was certain there was no need to drag things out any longer, and I lowered myself down.
Unlike what Han Minah had done to me earlier, though, I didn't go for her lips. I went for her neck. And just in case, so as not to leave any marks, I licked rather than sucked, gradually teasing at her already-kindled desire.
Sure enough. Maybe because she was already heated through to the core.
"Haah, haah... nngh, aaaaah... aahhaaah...!"
Han Minah was clearly getting more and more aroused, even if it wasn't a dramatic transformation. I gently brought over the hand I'd left resting on the sheets and laid it on her breast. And immediately, I sank my fingers into that soft flesh.
"Haaaaah...!"
A blast of hot breath burst from her mouth. She must have had a tremendous amount of sexual frustration built up. I wasn't even particularly skilled at foreplay, and yet Han Minah was giving me the most incredible reactions. When I gave her nipple a light pinch. When I gently stroked her waist. When I caressed the insides of her thighs, the area around her groin. Even when I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked—
"Nnnnngh...!"
—she clutched the sheets tight, struggling to endure the stimulation flooding through her body.
Too bad. I was planning to do everything I hadn't gotten to last time, and then some.
"Woojin... haah, ahhng, nnnngh...! Haah, haang, haaah...! Woojin, you can stop now... can't you..."
I ignored her voice asking me to put it in already and instead sucked even harder on her nipple, driving her further. And that wasn't all. I lifted the hand that had been caressing her groin and jabbed my thumb against her pussy.
"Hauuung—!"
I had no idea when she'd gotten this wet, but from that brief contact I could feel a thick, sticky slickness clinging to my finger. Might as well take advantage of this.
"Haah... Team Leader."
"Nngh, nnnngh...?"
"Could you spread your legs a little for me?"
"Haaaaah..."
I pulled my mouth off the nipple I'd been so fixated on and sat up. Han Minah must have thought I was about to put it in. With surprisingly quick movements, she spread her legs and showed me what was between them.
She was bold, I'd give her that. Yesterday Chae Dayeon had similarly spread her own legs to show me her wet pussy, but compared to Dayeon's somewhat vacant air, Han Minah's was far more intense, far hotter. And she didn't even wait for me to say anything—she spread herself open with her own fingers.
"Woojin... haah, haaaaah... isn't it about time you put it in... right, nngh...?"
She was driving a man completely insane. It wasn't some other woman doing this—it was Han Minah herself. The only man who could look at this and still do something other than immediately thrusting in... was probably just me.
"Woojin..."
She was even looking at me with an expression overflowing with anticipation. I gave her a light smile, as if I were about to put it in any second—and then, instead of pushing my hips forward, I dropped them down. And I clamped my mouth onto her pussy and sucked hard.
"Hauuuuung—!!"
The intense stimulation made her arch her back so hard her large ass lifted right off the sheets. Not that I cared. I wrapped both arms around her soft thighs, one in each, and held on tight, sucking on her as if I meant to drink down every last drop of the juices she was pouring out.
"Haah, haah, haaang—! Haaauu, nngh, hauung, haah... aaaaah, haaang, haaauuung...!!"
Even as I did this, I couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. Because of the third Remark, Han Minah couldn't climax except when I came inside her. No matter how hard I sucked on her clit. No matter how I spread her open with my fingers and licked the inner flesh. No matter how I stiffened my tongue and slipped it just inside her. No matter what I did.
"Haaaauuuuung...nnnngh...!!"
She felt nothing but the frustration of being right on the edge, unable to go over. And as it happened, the moment I pulled my mouth away—
"Haang, haah, haah, haah, haah... haaaaah, ahh, haah, haaaaah... Woojin, pu... put it in already, nngh...? Woojiiin... hurry, hurrry..."
I'd pulled away right before she could climax, and Han Minah—apparently thinking I was doing this to torment her—called out to me desperately, even making a teary face.
At this point, I figured it was about time to put it in. After all. After all, Han Minah couldn't climax unless I came inside her.
I slid in.
"Haaauuuk...!"
And then I started pounding into her, hard and fast from the very first thrust, flesh slapping against flesh in a relentless rhythm.
"Haaaaaaaang...!!"
No need to tease her any further. Starting off this rough from the beginning should be just fine.