Wouldn't Plain Sex Just Be Boring?
“You've had a long trip here—must've been tough. Come over here and have a seat.”
The woman in the robe patted the back of the sofa.
“Ah, sure.”
As I sat down, I quickly scanned her.
Flashy blonde hair, heavy makeup. Even from a distance, the thick perfume wafting over.
She'd just taken a bath and thrown on the robe, but judging by the makeup and perfume, she'd dolled herself up hard afterward.
Her age... doesn't look as old as I'd feared.
Honestly, I'd braced for some 40-year-old auntie. I'd even planned to bolt if she was too much... but looks like I won't need to.
“Hehe... What would you like to drink? Coffee? Oh, it's late—coffee's out. Milk tea, maybe?”
“Ah, anything's fine.”
“Got it. Just wait a sec.”
The woman headed to the kitchen with leisurely steps.
I eyed the back of her hips, hidden by the robe.
Hmm... not bad ass there.
Of course, it doesn't hold a candle to our section chief's figure. When it comes to that killer rack, how many women in Korea could top her?
A decently glamorous build with a subtle air of luxury.
Classic rich housewife vibe.
“Hehe... surprised?”
“Pardon?”
“You look like I wasn't what you expected. You've been staring right through me since you got here—guess you don't hate what you see.”
“Ah... haha...”
I scratched my head.
Tastes might differ a bit, but she's definitely the type who'd get called pretty anywhere.
The woman chuckled softly as she poured hot water into the teacup, flashing a light smile.
“I was a little surprised too. You're more... ordinary than I thought.”
“Ugh...”
“I figured with that huge thing, you'd be some giant brute... but nope. And you're pretty young too. How old are you?”
“Twenty... eight.”
“Way younger than me.”
...Chicken coop, huh.
Better not say that out loud.
I gave an awkward laugh and said,
“Truth be told, I was worried on the way here. Thought maybe you were dangerous or it was some trap...”
“Hehe... did I seem that way? I thought my messages were pretty friendly.”
“Th-they were friendly, sure. But I didn't expect to end up coming all the way here. Could be getting dragged into something shady.”
“Oh my. Something shady?”
“Like, an affair... or the dark underbelly of a rich family...”
“Ah~ hehe... you watch a lot of dramas, don't you?”
The woman smiled brightly and handed me the teacup.
One look and you know this cup costs hundreds of thousands of won easy. Top-shelf stuff.
“Thank you.”
“Take your time.”
“Yes, yes...”
Damn. Sipping this milk tea and I can't even taste it. Too tense!
“If you thought it might be an affair, relax. I'm still single.”
“Single...?”
I glanced at her.
No way she looks single, no matter how you slice it.
“What, surprised I'm single despite looking my age?”
“N-no, it's not that... uh... sorry.”
“It's fine. I hear that a lot. Hehe...”
The woman brushed back her hair like it was no big deal and took a sip of her tea.
Honestly, she looks older than me—no, even older than the section chief—and single? No way she's divorced or something?
“If that was your worry, don't sweat it. Momster Man. I'm not out to harm you or drag you into anything bad.”
She took a sip, then elegantly set down her cup.
Not even a clink.
“This is just a game... a one-night fling.”
“A fling, huh.”
“And if it's risky, I'm taking the same chance.”
“Huh?”
“Be honest... I sent an invite to my home to a total stranger whose face and name I don't even know. That's risky. No guarantee you'd come alone. No guarantee you wouldn't do something bad even if you did.”
“Ah, yeah... true.”
Fair point. Handing entry to a rich woman's solo pad ain't easy.
“Still, I called you because you strike me as the pure incarnation of lust.”
“...The incarnation of lust?”
“Yes. The incarnation of lust.”
Hearing 'lust' in that elegant voice felt weirdly hot.
She crossed her legs smoothly and continued.
“I've watched all your videos. The ones on TwiXter.”
“Ahh~ so that's it.”
“You were like a beast in heat.”
“...”
Casually calling me a beast to my face.
But yeah, those TwiXter vids? Beast mode. Can't argue.
“I don't know who the girls were, but you pounding away like mad, pinning them down and thrusting.”
“...”
“Forcing that monster into their mouths, making them suck. Spreading them wide and ravaging them by force.”
“...”
“Seeing that, I thought you'd be a fun guy. So I reached out.”
“R-right...”
Getting a live review of my vids right here? Ears burning.
I averted my eyes, avoiding her gaze.
“No thoughts beyond sex, born solely to fuck—like a stud stallion. That's how I see you.”
She had no qualms calling a guy a stud stallion.
“Don't take it bad. It's a compliment.”
“Ah... y-yes.”
“Without that talent, you'd never have gotten my invite and come here alone. Ever.”
“...Probably not.”
Top-tier officetel penthouse, 2 mil a month rent? Dream on without it.
“But your skills got you here. Be proud of your fucking prowess.”
“...”
Slurp.
Tea was long gone, but I pretended to sip from the empty cup out of nerves.
I set it down and looked at her.
“What should I call you tonight?”
“Ah, right—I haven't introduced myself properly?”
Huh? Introduce?
“Here.”
She tossed a business card on the table.
I hesitated, then picked it up carefully.
─ Cha Yu-jin
─ Nobel Corporation CEO
“Ugh...!?”
“Hehe. Shocked? Well, you probably pegged me for some rich housewife, so yeah.”
“N-no, it's not...”
Is this for real?
I trailed off, checking the card again.
There it was: Nobel Corporation.
...My company.
Meaning, this woman is.
Our company CEO.
I sneaked a glance at Cha Yu-jin. Sipping her tea gracefully.
No way... does she know I'm a Nobel Corp employee? Did she contact me knowing that?
If so, she's not showing it at all.
Actually, if she knew, tossing me her card like this is weirder. It's like saying, Hey, I'm your company prez, and I called you here to fuck.
Handing over leverage like that? Not in my book.
“First time getting a business card like this.”
“Oh? Really.”
“Usually it's anonymous. Not so... boldly.”
“Hehe. What's to hide? Even if you know, you or anyone else can't do shit about it.”
“...”
Yeah, I get why she gave it now.
Pure confidence. Knows I can't touch her even if I know who she is.
“Didn't know you were the CEO.”
“That's the holding company. Got a few smaller ones too.”
“...Impressive. Real career woman.”
I recalled what I knew about Cha Yu-jin.
Even if Nobel's a black hole sweatshop, it's big. Just shy of conglomerate status.
More like, she splits it into SMEs on purpose to dodge that.
All unlisted too. Meaning she owns 100% of most.
That kinda capital? Sweatshops are pocket change.
No wonder the 2-mil penthouse. Probably corporate-owned.
So she rarely shows at the office. Never crossed paths with me.
How often does a contract grunt meet the boss? Joseon era peasant vs. king.
That's why her face rang a vague bell.
“Hehe. Thanks for the praise. But you're not here for business talk, right?”
“True.”
“Just wanted to forget the small stuff, have some fun. That's why I called you.”
“...”
Gulp. Swallow hard.
“Hehe... you look tense?”
“No. I'm good.”
“Relax. Your job's simple. You're the stud, remember?”
“...Yes.”
Swish.
Cha Yu-jin rose slightly from her seat.
She approached slowly, sitting beside me on the sofa.
“Just hand over that huge cock and do what I say. Satisfy me, and I'll deliver on my promises.”
“...”
I held my tongue.
I kinda got how she saw me.
Polite words, but underneath? Just a one-night cock dispenser.
Not weird, though. Heard the CEO's haughty as hell.
To her, some internet big-dick dude? Useful tool at best.
Like a chaebol heir seeing celebs as fleshlights.
“Hehe... so. Gonna whip it out?”
Tap tap. Pats my thigh. Eyes flick to my crotch.
She really sees me as delivery meat?
Then my goal tonight's clear.
Swish.
I dropped my pants.
Flop...!
My cock sprang out, rock-hard from sniffing her scent and eyeing her curves.
Section chief or any chick—put my full mast in their face, they freak.
Wonder how Cha Yu-jin takes it.
I glanced over.
“Hehe.”
Hehe?
“Just as impressive as expected.”
Cha Yu-jin calmly brushed back her hair.
Smiling like she approved of my cock.
“This'll do nicely.”
“...”
Shocked.
That's her reaction to my cock...?
Knew she was haughty, but unfazed by this? First time.
She really just here for a quick fuck and done?
Let it go like this, she'll run the show, bang me one-way, pay up, end of story.
...No can do.
Who am I? Momster Man.
No intent to play pro whore for cash.
Especially now I know she's our CEO.
Too prime an chance to stay her fucktoy.
I turned to Cha Yu-jin, who was eyeing my cock curiously.
“President?”
“Hm?”
“Wouldn't plain sex just be boring?”
“Hmm...?”
Her eyebrow twitched.
“What do you mean?”
“Regular fucking'd bore you. Let's make it more fun.”
“More fun how...?”
Cha Yu-jin raised an eyebrow, looking at me.
I grinned and dropped the line.
“How about some roleplay?”
“Role...play?”