Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Choi Da-yeon PD. Damn, She's Hot
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After getting off work, I headed home and searched for Choi Da-yeon.
The rumor that she didn't get along with Kang Seo-yoon piqued my interest a bit.
If even Lee Yu-jin and Choi Sung-hwa, who are pretty plugged in among the writers, mentioned it, it was probably worth looking into ahead of time.
"They're the same age."
31 years old. Same as Kang Seo-yoon.
She's a variety show PD, and her name is fairly well-known.
"They've worked together before?"
Three times, even.
Since the last shoot was three years ago, the rumors about their bad blood seemed legit.
"Something must've gone down."
I could hear the details straight from the horse's mouth later.
"Hmm."
I checked out her images from broadcasts and interviews.
"She looks pretty damn tasty."
Long ponytail with a reddish tint, and a face that radiated elegant sophistication.
With her blouse unbuttoned at the top two during the interview, she clearly had confidence in her figure.
Unlike Kang Seo-yoon, her whole vibe screamed vixen—pure sex appeal.
She had that undeniable queen bee aura.
"She's pretty tall too."
Profile said 168cm. Had to be closer to 170.
That was enough curiosity for now.
Photos don't always match reality, so I'd judge in person.
I cleaned up, had dinner, slept like a rock, and headed to work.
Today we were shooting on location out of town.
For Han Yu-ra's nighttime landmark item.
"Min-seong!"
As I boarded the bus, Han Yu-ra called out to me cheerfully.
"Can I sit next to you?"
"Of course."
"I heard the camera team's going with us?"
"Oh... yeah?"
I sat down anyway.
"I told you to sit here, senior. If Kang Hyun-soo shows up, just shove him aside."
"...Uh-huh."
She wasn't backing down.
At this rate, she liked me more than Kang Hyun-soo.
Kang Seo-yoon glanced at us but didn't seem fazed, taking the frontmost seat.
Then Lee Yu-jin, Choi Sung-hwa, and the camera staff piled in behind.
It was a 15-seater minibus that rattled like crazy, so no one sat in the back.
"Senior, let's head all the way to the back."
"Why?"
"We need to have our meeting. Can't disturb the folks trying to sleep."
So we went to the very last row. I took the window seat, and Han Yu-ra sat next to me.
It wasn't like a big bus with elevated rear seats—just standard height all the way.
'Nice view.'
The seatback blocked the front completely, stirring up some naughty thoughts.
Right on cue, Kang Hyun-soo boarded, spotted us, and came over.
"Why are you two sitting together?"
"Huh? Oh, we have some meeting stuff to go over on the way."
"..."
He had to have some idea of my intentions. Must've twisted his guts.
He played it cool and sat in the row right in front of us.
"Senior, we might get loud. You sure you don't want to move up?"
"Nah, it's fine. Just relax."
"Got it."
Permission to get comfy? Time to have some fun.
The bus soon pulled out.
Han Yu-ra and I reviewed the script, double-checking our lines one last time.
Before long, faint snoring filled the bus.
Long shoots meant most staff tried to nap en route.
About an hour in, Han Yu-ra started looking tired too—her eyelids drooping.
Time to wake her up proper.
I draped a blanket I'd brought over my lap.
Zip—
Carefully unzipping, I pulled out my cock.
Then I grabbed Han Yu-ra's right hand.
"...!!!"
Wrapping it around my shaft. She jolted in shock, eyes wide with panic.
"Y-You...!"
"Shh."
Kang Hyun-soo was right there up front.
She glanced around, peeked at him, and her face flushed deep red.
"If you don't, I won't do it for you tonight either."
"..."
"I'm serious."
She bit her lip, shot me a fierce glare...
But her hand started moving.
With the blanket covering us, slow strokes should be fine, she must've figured.
'So damn hot.'
Kang Hyun-soo right in front.
His girlfriend holding the script in her left hand, gripping my cock with her right, pretending nothing's up while jerking me off.
Her soft palm on my hard shaft sent heat surging through me.
Her strokes were cautious at first, but I could feel the pace picking up bit by bit.
Even faint slick sounds started—loud enough I worried we'd get caught.
'If we're busted, we're done for.'
Couldn't make her stop, though.
She knew the risk full well.
More dangerous than yesterday's bathroom stunt.
Yet she didn't quit. If anything, she stroked more deliberately.
Maybe trying to make me cum quick and end it.
The pleasure deepened with every motion, amped by the thrill of possible discovery.
Her hand gliding over the head and shaft turned subtle tremors into full-blown excitement.
Han Yu-ra was feeling it too.
She turned her head away, but her flushed neck and ears gave her away.
Made me greedy for more.
Grab—
I yanked her shoulder with my left hand.
"Wh-What...?"
Pulling her head toward my cock. Lifted the blanket too.
My throbbing erection sprang free. She alternated wide-eyed stares between me and it.
Her face screamed, What the hell? You want me to suck it here?
I nodded.
If Kang Hyun-soo turned around, total game over.
But that made it hotter.
Couldn't believe I was this crazy—euphoria hitting insane levels.
Betrayal kink, probably.
Another guy's girl.
Her boyfriend right fucking there.
"Better make me cum quick."
"..."
She knew she'd take the bigger hit if caught.
Slurp—
Finally, she took me in her mouth, swirling her tongue silently inside.
Gulping loud would've been trouble.
But as expected...
Once she had my cock between her lips, instinct took over—it was too good not to.
Knowing her boyfriend was up front, she gripped the base and focused on licking the head.
'Senior's hooked now.'
She meant to finish me fast, sure.
But no need to go this aggressive.
She'd tasted the forbidden thrill.
Multiple times stronger than our secret fucks.
Loved how slutty she got.
Sweet, pure, innocent girl by day—total whore for my cock.
Slurp—slurp—
Saliva made the sounds grow louder.
Luckily, no reaction from Kang Hyun-soo. Asleep maybe.
Seizing the moment, I snuck my left hand back to grope her ass.
She glared at me mid-suck.
Ignoring it, I pressed her head down with my right hand—keep sucking—and slid my left toward her pussy.
Thin yoga pants let me feel her cameltoe clear as day.
Not my thing, though.
Shoved my hand inside for the real deal—bare pussy.
"Hah!"
She yelped softly, clamping her mouth shut in panic.
No response from Kang Hyun-soo. Good.
Squelch. Squelch.
I fingered her freely now while she blew me.
The situation had her sucking faster.
Desperate to end it quick, she deep-throated me, even burying her face in my balls to lick.
"Whew."
She knew the balls were sensitive.
Ejaculation pressure building fast.
"Hah. Senior, gonna cum. Swallow it all."
She hesitated...
But cleanup would suck, so she steeled herself.
Opened her throat wide, ready for my load.
That's when I slammed her head down hard and unleashed.
Spurt—spurt—spurt—!
"Ngh."
Cumming in his girlfriend's mouth right in front of him—pure ecstasy.
Intenser than yesterday's bathroom release.
Hair-standing, dizzying pleasure.
Gulp—gulp—
She swallowed every drop.
Like a pro after a few tries, throat working smoothly as she straightened up casual as ever.
"Hah."
"Senior, here's the script."
We picked up our meeting like nothing happened.
"You... do that again next time, you're in trouble."
Her scolding just made me grin.
"Wasn't it 'cause you want me pounding you tonight?"
"N-Not exactly."
"Then no tonight?"
"...Keep pushing, and I'll get mad."
"Got it, got it. I'll make tonight even better."
"Sigh. What happened to me...?"
Her self-reproach was music to my ears.
Speaking of...
Snooore—
Kang Hyun-soo slept like a baby.
"So, senior. Want me to return the favor?"
"N-No, I'm good. I can't stay quiet."
"True. You're too slutty to hold back moans."
"...You're doing this on purpose to tease me."
"Who knows. Ow."
Laughed, and she pinched my cheek for no reason.
Bantering with Han Yu-ra like this was pretty fun.
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We arrived on site and jumped straight into setup.
Once that was done, we got a short break until the guests arrived.
It was a nighttime landmark item, but shooting started after lunch to show the day-night contrast.
Quick lunch, guests arrived, and we rolled cameras right away.
Idol guests today too.
The pre-booked girl group hit the stage, and the cast cheered them on.
Fresh-faced late teens to early twenties, their bubbly energy lit up the set.
'Cute.'
Vibrant image, lively moves—adorable and endearing.
But after nailing Song Ji-hyun, no lust stirred. Weird.
Girls that young just weren't my type, maybe.
Though some idols from other groups did tempt me, so not entirely.
Women gotta look ripe.
"Huh?"
"It's PD Choi Da-yeon."
"What the hell? Why's she here? Rumors were true?"
Mid-shoot, murmurs from one side drew my eyes.
Curious about the name, I wandered over.
There stood Choi Da-yeon, black see-through sleeveless top and skinny slacks hugging every curve.
'No joke.'
High ponytail, that outfit.
Mature, sexy, yet elegant and chic.
Her body was provocative perfection.
Just her side profile screamed sex.
'High self-esteem. Sly smile... total fox face.'
Subtle grin for the male staff—knew she was hot and owned it.
Way prettier in person than photos.
'Intriguing.'
Made me wanna know why she and Kang Seo-yoon were on the outs.
That killer—no, arousing body. Could I hit that?
'Oh, right. She's got a fiancé.'
Then...
'Makes her even hotter.'
The betrayal kink awakened by Kang Hyun-soo and Han Yu-ra...
Was gearing up for a new target.
Choi Da-yeon PD