Episode 11: SW Production (2)
"......"
The deeper Song Seoyoon read into Lee Jeongwoo's work, the harder one conviction set in her: she had to secure him, right now.
When I first walked out on that company, I dreamed of building the finest production house in Korea. And now a monstrous rookie writer comes to me on his own two feet, and I'm sick with fear he might bolt for somewhere else.
In truth, she had fled her old workplace like someone escaping, driven out by a superior's abuse and discrimination. Before she went independent, though, she had read countless scripts and personally commanded productions from the front, and by now an ordinary piece barely moved her.
What Jeongwoo had written was different. The settings were meticulous, the characters alive and breathing. It felt like a craftsman's work of art, every stitch laid in by hand.
What is this? A script like this shouldn't exist unless someone did nothing but write for six or eight years, at the very least.
Familiar tropes were melted into the story exactly where they belonged, and the structure was solid enough to hold both popular appeal and real craft. A script that read as if its author had spent six to eight years doing nothing but write—and it had come from the hands of the young man sitting in front of her.
That can't actually be what happened. Which means a young man who only just became an adult this year wrote it...? Is he truly a genius?!
By every standard Seoyoon knew, there was no word for it but talent.
Yes. There's no explaining this except as talent. Which means I cannot, no matter what it takes, let this moment slip!
Knowing nothing of the System, Seoyoon mistook it for Jeongwoo's own gift, and rejoiced that heaven's luck had finally come to her as well.
...The problem is what I do if the signing bonus I offer doesn't sit right with him. If I miss this chance too, nothing like it will come again for as long as I live.
She was glad of the unexpected opening, and just as anxious that the money she put on the table might fail to please him.
She lifted her head with that anxiety still tight in her chest, and something caught her eye. In that instant, a good idea for keeping Jeongwoo flashed through her mind.
Yes. This is the only way. If I'm going to save a company already sliding toward ruin, I need him.
Resolved, Seoyoon spoke to him.
Meanwhile, as Seoyoon read, boredom set in, and I munched on snacks while looking around the CEO's office.
Props, makeup, production... quite a spread of teams.
As I glanced about the office, a company organizational chart hanging in one corner of the wall caught my eye.
Anyway. She's really lost in it.
I watched Seoyoon read the script I had given her, as if she had forgotten how to breathe.
She'll need a while longer to finish... hmm?
From the look of her, I was going to be waiting. Fiddling with my phone felt rude, so I decided to pass the time until she was done simply admiring her face and her figure. While I was looking, something under the desk caught my eye.
What's that?
I leaned in, focusing, trying to make out the black shape beneath the desk.
Panties?!
I realized the black thing was a pair of women's panties. The word nearly jumped out of my mouth. I bit down hard and just barely held it in.
For a second I doubted my own eyes.
Those are really panties? This is the CEO's office... so the owner of those panties is...?!
It was the CEO's office. Whose they were couldn't have been clearer.
For all that pure look, those are some pretty bold panties.
Thanks to Marvelous Body, my eyesight had sharpened, and the black lace panties—small enough that the lack of coverage was obvious at a glance—stood out clear as day.
How do you even get panties that small onto an ass that big?
No matter how I turned it over, if Seoyoon put those on they would cover nothing but the cleft, and the flesh of her ass would spill out on both sides. The picture drew itself.
And then—
A moment ago, when she had gone for the tablet with her hips giving a little sway, that view from behind came back to me. Laid over it in my imagination was the same woman in those tiny black lace panties.
I'm getting hard.
Picturing the full, lush curve of her ass and the skin spilling past the panties, strength gathered in my cock until it stood rigid. Honestly, I had been half-hard from the moment I first saw her. One look at her panties and my dick surged up like it was about to burst.
It throbbed.
Calm down. I want to fuck her right this second too, but we only just met today.
It had risen enough that the outline showed clean through my pants, clamoring at me to hurry up and take her, and I threw every nerve I had into forcing it down.
"I read it carefully, Jeongwoo. It really lives up to a finalist in the JTBS contest—the structure is solid, and it was fun."
I had been pouring all my focus into settling my cock when her voice reached me. She had finished the script without my noticing.
"Ah! Th-thank you. So... have you thought about a contract with me?"
Startled by her voice, I offered my thanks first, since she had said she enjoyed it.
"Honestly, I'd sign with you this very moment if I could. But given how the company stands, I'm not confident I can offer a signing bonus or benefits you'd actually be satisfied with. Even so, I don't want to lose you. So here's my proposal."
She paid no mind to how flustered I was. A soft smile on her face, she rose abruptly from her seat.
Click. Click.
She came toward me slowly, and before I knew it she was right in front of my eyes.
A sharp inhale.
As she drew close, the scent of her body and a faint perfume brushed the tip of my nose, and my head went hazy.
Get a grip, Lee Jeongwoo! You're not some clueless virgin anymore. A temptation like this is nothing!
I swallowed.
"Whoa..."
When I barely clawed my head clear, an enormous mass of flesh was already filling my vision. Faced with the overwhelming swell of her breasts for the first time in my life, I swallowed without meaning to, and a stunned sound broke out of me.
Seoyoon noticed where my eyes had settled. A seductive smile on her lips, she brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered.
"Would I do? If there's something you feel you're not getting... couldn't I be the one to fill it?"
As she said it, she braced a hand on the sofa, set a knee between my thighs, and brought her breasts close to my face. Her fingertips drifted slowly up my body.
Soft, heavy give.
"Nnh?!"
With the slow drag of her fingertips came the rasp of fabric, and a soft, yielding warmth that wrapped my whole face.
Plush, full breasts enclosing me entirely, and with every breath the thick scent of her skin and that faint perfume—it was more than enough to paralyze whatever reason I had left.
"If you accept this proposal, then once the contract is signed, these breasts—and the rest of me—are yours to use however you like..."
I was still drinking in the softness of her breasts and the smell of her skin when that impossible offer reached me.
"R-really?!"
I hadn't fully grasped what was happening. Flustered, I asked her again.
"Of course. I wouldn't joke about something like this. The condition is that you don't go to any other production company."
"......"
If this keeps up, am I about to get played for a sucker?
I had been getting rolled along at her pace. The scrap of reason I had left caught her condition, and I worried I was walking straight into a bad deal.
"Ah! Of course, that doesn't mean I want an unfair contract. I just can't stand the thought of letting you slip away from here."
As if she had read my mind, she put her finger exactly on what I was afraid of, trying to settle me.
She's serious...? Ahhh, I don't know. Sucker or not—how is a man supposed to walk away from an offer like this!
The scent of a grown woman, the fullness of a chest I could never get from Lee Harin—even if this made a fool of me, I didn't want to let these breasts go.
"A-all right."
In the end, I fell for Seoyoon's temptation.
The moment I agreed, the warmth wrapping my face vanished, and she drew back from me.
"Ah..."
A short, disappointed sound escaped me at the loss of the breasts that had been covering my face.
"Hehe. Thank you, Jeongwoo. Then I'll work out the signing bonus and let you know before lunch tomorrow. And this—you'll have it the moment you sign the contract..."
She smiled as if I were something cute, arms folded so her cleavage showed just enough, and spoke to me that way.
"...I should get going."
Watching her bare that cleavage with a seductive smile, I didn't trust myself to hold the hunger down any longer.
So I stood.
"...Already?"
When I got up, Seoyoon asked with a look of regret.
"It's late, and if I stay any longer I don't know what I'll do."
She had to know I was worked up anyway, so I told her the truth.
"Hehe. All right. I'll contact you before lunch tomorrow."
Once I had spilled it, she looked at me the way someone looks at something adorable.
I couldn't hold that look. I gave a short bow and left the CEO's office.
"Oh! You're out. Did your talk with the CEO go well?"
I had come out like I was fleeing, and the staffer who had guided me earlier greeted me.
"Yes. She said she would set the signing bonus and contact me before lunch tomorrow. And I'm Lee Jeongwoo."
"Sorry?"
"My name. You hesitated earlier because you didn't know it, right?"
"Ah! I'm Park Minji. I work as the CEO's secretary."
"I'll be in your care."
"Yes. Please look after us as well, Writer Lee."
After that brief exchange of pleasantries with Secretary Park Minji, I left SW Production.