The Director's Quiet Office
And... he could feel his cock twitching as well.
It was a terrifying sensation.
How could his own daughter make his wife react this way...
'This won't do... Not in front of my husband's portrait...'
Yet her body refused to settle.
On the contrary, the situation pulled her deeper into the pleasure of arousal.
She covered her face with both hands.
"Husband... I'm sorry... But I can't do anything about it either."
Apologizing in her heart to the husband she had lost, she wrapped her arms around her own body.
The sounds reaching her were tiny...
But in this quiet space...
To Min-yeong, who focused solely on the sounds, they were clearer than any others.
"Huuuung... Haaang... Haaang..."
Alongside Hye-na's daughter's heart-wrenching wails, Yeon-woo thrusting his cock inside her flashed through her mind.
And in this moment,
It felt as if he was piercing her own vagina.
Min-yeong bit her lip hard.
And slipped her hand inside her skirt.
***
Yeon-woo stood in front of the sleek, modern art museum built with cold glass and concrete.
It was one of the most prestigious private art museums in the country, Hera Art Museum, directed by "Eun-ju."
The reason Yeon-woo had come here today to find her was clear.
Yeon Jeong-ho.
The mere mention of that name ignited a black flame in Yeon-woo's chest.
The plan to destroy the man tormenting Hye-na right now had to begin with Eun-ju.
His plan was simple.
Bring Eun-ju's Emotion Value above 90, then secure the 'Remote Emotion Manipulation' function that would unlock at that point.
And have Eun-ju sleep with her husband Yeon Jeong-ho.
That way, Yeon Jeong-ho's Emotion Value could naturally be manipulated remotely as well.
Using that to create cracks among those around him, isolate him, and slowly wither him to death.
Inside the museum, the ongoing solo exhibition of a famous painter had brought a lively crowd.
Yeon-woo mingled with the visitors for a moment to admire the artworks, then headed toward her office right on time.
He had called to let her know he had arrived, but she did not answer.
"Hmm... What's going on? Is she really busy?"
While passing the conference room behind the glass wall, wondering, he saw Eun-ju inside.
The promised time had already passed, yet she was still in the middle of a meeting.
Through the transparent glass, he could see her leading the discussion.
Her tailored silk blouse and body-hugging skirt added to her professional image as the museum director.
Her eyes, sharp and gleaming behind her glasses, made her look even more composed and authoritative.
Occasionally, gesturing while explaining something created a stark contrast with the woman who had moaned in his arms moments ago, awakening a new kind of allure.
***
A short while later, the conference room door opened.
A few staff members emerged, and finally Eun-ju appeared.
She was checking her smartphone as she walked down the corridor, spotted Yeon-woo standing there, and approached with a bright smile.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting. Come, let's head to my office."
[Target: Eun-ju Emotion Value 38]
'A number showing clear affection, completely different from when she's dealing with others.'
Yeon-woo nodded and followed, teasing her with a playful remark.
"Yes... my lady. But the atmosphere in the conference room seemed like a completely different person."
Eun-ju tilted her head and looked back.
"Really? What's that?"
"You looked so cool leading the meeting."
"Is that so?"
"Yes... The lady I know is..."
Yeon-woo trailed off, flashing an obscene smile.
Eun-ju caught the meaning and lightly smacked his arm.
"What are you thinking? Of course it's different. This is my workplace, and when I'm with you..."
"Well... sure... There are really a lot of people today. Do you have a lot of these meetings usually?"
"No, it's because of today's famous painter's exhibition, so it's extra crowded."
Eun-ju explained as they walked.
"You should look around too. I'll have someone introduce the artworks to you."
"Well... I've already seen the best works..."
"Hoho, you can say that too?"
As they walked together, they soon arrived at Eun-ju's office on the top floor of the museum.
Just before entering,
She gave a short order to her secretary.
"Until I say so, no one is to come in."
"Yes, understood."
The secretary bowed respectfully.
The two stepped inside the office, and the heavy door closed behind them.
The sensation of being completely cut off from the outside hit instantly.
Her office.
Beyond the windows, the city skyline stretched out, and inside the office everything was wide and neatly arranged.
"So,"
Eun-ju leaned against the edge of the desk and asked.
"What kind of wind blew you all the way to our museum today?"
Yeon-woo stepped close and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Why... I came because I missed my lady. Is that not a good enough reason?"
Eun-ju's cheeks flushed slightly.
"Liar..."
She muttered with a faint laugh, yet the smile on her lips grew deeper instead.
She did not reject his touch.
On the contrary, she longed for it.
"Liar or not, it feels good."
"Really? I was thinking of making you feel even better."
Yeon-woo moved his hand behind her back and stroked her spine.
The soft feel of the silk blouse was exquisite.
"Why... what are you trying to do...? Don't tell me... here?"
Eun-ju twisted her body slightly.
"The reason I came here today is..."
Yeon-woo leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low, deep voice.
"This very thing."
"I don't want to... Huuung..."
Yeon-woo's hand slid down her waist and toward her side.
"This outfit... really looks expensive."
"Does it? Do I look expensive? It is expensive."
"It'll wrinkle a bit... is that okay?"
Eun-ju briefly looked up at him as if to meet his gaze, then finally lowered her eyes.
"I don't know... Do as you please. As long as it's what you... want."
Yeon-woo looked up and took in the wide, elegantly decorated office once more.
"And... how is the soundproofing in this room?"
"Huh? Ah!!! That's... top level."
"Really? You must have taken extra care in preparation for situations like this."
Eun-ju let out a soft laugh.
"Have you gone crazy... It's not like that!!!"
Eun-ju's hand stroked Yeon-woo's chest.
"A lot happens in here. You don't know... so many secret things... I paid extra attention to security in preparation for that."
Yeon-woo drew even closer.
His lips hovered near hers.
"Thanks to that... even if my lady screams, no one can hear?"
"Yes... no one... can't hear."
She took a deep breath.
"If you were to kill me here... but... you wouldn't really kill me, would you?"
Yeon-woo lightly lifted her chin with his fingers and stared straight into her eyes as he answered.
"That... I don't know."
Yeon-woo covered her lips.
The kiss of the two men and women desperately craving each other's bodies burned hot from the very beginning.
Eun-ju's hands clutched his clothes tightly, and Yeon-woo's arms pulled her body close.
[Emotion Value: 48]
The number spiked upward.
As the kiss deepened,
Their bodies pressed tightly together.
Eun-ju rubbed her crotch subtly and deliberately against the firm bulge in front of his pants.
"Huuung..."
Both trembled from the stimulation.
While continuing the kiss,
Yeon-woo slipped one hand inside her skirt.
His fingers brushed up her bare thigh and pulled down her panties.
Eun-ju did not stay still either.
Her hand undid his belt and lowered his zipper.
A moment later, Eun-ju's panties and Yeon-woo's pants lay on the floor.
Her hand wrapped tightly around his cock, and Yeon-woo slid his fingers inside her vagina, stirring inside.
The moment their lips parted,
Yeon-woo turned her around.
"Mother! Hiiik!"
Startled by his sudden action, Eun-ju let out a small cry.
Yeon-woo faced her back to himself, one hand at her nape and the other at her waist, bending her waist over.
Eun-ju's body curved naturally as she placed both hands on the wide desk.
Her waist arched backward, and her naked hips were offered to him.
"Haaak! Haa..."
Eun-ju's breathing grew rough from the start, as if preparing for the festival of pleasure about to unfold in front of her.
His hand cupped her buttocks.
Warm, supple flesh filled his palm.
And Yeon-woo's massive cock rested between her ass cheeks.
The hot weight and heat of skin on skin made Eun-ju flinch.
"Stay still."
Yeon-woo commanded in a low, powerful voice.
Eun-ju turned her head slightly and glanced back over her shoulder.
"Mother! Why are you using informal speech suddenly?"
Surprise and a hint of embarrassment colored her voice.
"Why? Does it bother you?"
Yeon-woo asked.
His hand gripped her butt harder, and his cock slid toward her vagina.
"No... not that... but it's awkward..."
"We... we're like this... calling me 'my lady' and being formal the whole time... isn't that funny?"
"Yeah... Being called 'my lady' by you all the time... has felt a bit embarrassing. It's not like our age difference is that big..."
Eun-ju lowered her head.
"Nothing big... it's only ten years..."
"Ch... Then don't call me that!"
"No... I will call you that. Today I'm going to handle you a bit roughly..."
Before she could finish, Yeon-woo thrust his cock deep into her vagina with full force.
Puff!
The sound of their bodies colliding rang out quite loudly.
"Aaahhhh!!!!"
Eun-ju's scream tore from her throat.
The shock sent her body lurching forward and pressing against the desk, with the pen holder and papers on it scattering in a mess.
Her fingers clawed at the desk surface.
It was only one thrust, but it focused all her senses.
[Emotion Value 59]
Whether pain or pleasure, an intense sensation pierced her pelvis.
"Haaang~ Haaang~ Yeon-woo..."
Her mouth hung open, unable to even catch her breath properly.
Yeon-woo stayed still, fully buried inside her vagina.
He felt her walls clench and squeeze his cock rhythmically.
"Yeon-woo... it's too rough... gently... please be a little gentle."
Yeon-woo rejected her plea with a single cut.
"I told you I'd be rough with you..."
"But this... Aaah!!!"
He pulled out almost completely from her vagina, then thrust in deep and hard again.
"Really... it's going so deep. Huuung..."
The shock was even stronger than before.
Puff!
"Huuung..."
"So... you don't like it?"
"No... I'm just so good at it..."
Puff!
"Haaak! Yeon-woo... please..."
"You like it?"
"Yes... it's too good."
Puff!
"As expected... you like it rough."
Eun-ju cried out, unable to breathe.
"Yes... do as you please... however you... want..."