Chapter 123
Chapter 123
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 123
Chapter Title: Premist (2)
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“Director, he's just staring at the girls' chests?!”
“...”
Jimin-ah suddenly pinched me hard, furious at the reality that we had to kneel and beg.
It was true that I'd been admiring Yoo Sung-hee's and Baek Eun-jung's massive tits, but if you always say whatever's on your mind, you won't die a natural death.
Because of Jimin-ah's outburst, the view of the two women kneeling and pleading with me was blocked by their breasts, and that pissed me off to no end.
I spoke in a heavy voice.
“What is it, Mina-ssi?”
Why the hell are you blocking my tits!
“The girls are kneeling and begging, and you think it's pathetic...!”
“Mina! You can't act like that in front of the Director!”
“But they're bending over too much...”
“That's our situation right now. Just stay quiet, please!”
“...Hmph!”
Jimin-ah puffed out her cheeks and crossed her arms.
She even turned her head away, acting all defiant.
“Mina. Apologize to the Director! Now!”
“N-no...! I didn't do anything wrong!”
“You little... Do you want to see your sister die?!”
At Yoo Sung-hee's tearful plea, Jimin-ah's head slowly turned back.
“Ugh... Fine...”
She finally gave in.
“S-sorry, Director. I was rude...”
Only after getting scolded by Yoo Sung-hee did Jimin-ah relax her fierce glare and apologize.
This bratty girl listened to Yoo Sung-hee like no one else.
She looked like a total pain to handle at first glance, but she folded quicker than expected.
“Yeah, that was rude. Honestly, it startled me. I knew Mina-ssi was bold, but I didn't think she'd be the type to say whatever pops into her head... Or maybe she's just immature?”
I mocked her, and Jimin-ah ground her teeth again, but when Yoo Sung-hee poked her side, she bowed her head once more.
“...Sorry.”
“Alright. I don't need a forced apology. But it seems like Mina-ssi doesn't really want to make a comeback? Your attitude's nothing like Eun-jung-ssi or Sung-hee-ssi's.”
“I... I want to come back too. Please.”
She bowed deeply.
Her side ponytail drooped and trembled slightly.
Even now, you could see she was seething—she probably never backed down in her life.
I'd dealt with plenty of women with egos this massive before, so it wasn't surprising.
The problem was, this one was on a whole different level from the girls I'd handled.
Girls like A-yeon or A-yul who bared their teeth were prettier, had hotter bodies, and above all, they were virgins.
They'd offered their first time to me, showing off their virgin blood.
Comparing them to an official slut like Jimin-ah would be an insult.
As those thoughts ran through my head, it suddenly pissed me off all over again that she'd called me a pervert just for looking at her chest.
“Mina-ssi, you're the youngest here, right? But your knees seem to cost more than your sisters'?”
“Ugh...”
“Ah, I'm not saying kneel. Just show half the sincerity they did, and maybe... things could change?”
“?!”
At my opening, Jimin-ah's narrowed eyes softened with curiosity.
“Change how...? What do you mean?”
“Hmm... I know full well that Premist got drugged by Rep Hwang's spiked drinks, got addicted, and got ruined. As the director of an idol-focused broadcaster, I've felt sorry for you—unfair and tragic. Even though comebacks are tough right away in this image-driven industry, I've thought about reaching out to your agency later to help you get back on TV.”
“...!!”
The Premist members' eyes sparkled in unison.
In their grim present and future, I was their savior, so I kept going.
“But you show up out of nowhere demanding an immediate comeback, and then Mina-ssi acts rude... Hmm...”
With that, I stroked my chin and shot Jimin-ah a sidelong glance.
My eyes said, your move, complete with a sleazy smile.
Catching on, Jimin-ah's face twisted again.
“Ugh, ugh...!! You're saying I should kneel and beg?!”
“? I didn't say that...”
“If you really feel bad for us, can't you just pull some strings? Do you have to crush our pride like this?!”
“Maybe I'm too young-looking for a director. You're treating me like a buddy. Haha, why not drop the formalities altogether? Let's be friends.”
“Damn it...!!”
I taunted her, and Jimin-ah's already bloodshot eyes from drug withdrawal bulged redder, her fists clenching like she was loading up curses.
Just as her dry lips parted for the inevitable outburst, sucking in a big breath—
“Hey!!! What the hell are you doing to the Director?!”
Yoo Sung-hee barked from the side.
She seemed so mature and refined, like she'd never raise her voice, but when she did, she had real charisma.
Perfect timing to cut Jimin-ah off before she crossed the line completely.
She'd been reining her in all along, and with those heavy tits, Yoo Sung-hee was perfectly suited to be leader—hefty where it counted.
“S-sis...”
“Jimin-ah! Are you crazy?! I told you to fix that rude attitude!”
“But it's frustrating! Why do we have to grovel like this...”
“Get out! Eun-jung-ah, take Mina and cool her head outside, will you?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Got it, sis...”
Baek Eun-jung, who'd been frozen, dragged Jimin-ah out of the director's office as instructed.
Probably to splash water on her face in the bathroom or something. The one who needed cooling off was me, though.
Now the office held just me and Yoo Sung-hee.
I gazed steadily at her.
“Ah... Director. Mina's... a bit reckless and hot-headed on a good day... The drugs have her mentally and physically weak, so it's worse... I'm really sorry. She's got a huge ego, so she's probably struggling to accept reality. As leader, let me apologize again...”
“Smart girl, Sung-hee-ssi.”
“...Pardon?”
Yoo Sung-hee tilted her head in confusion.
“You send out Mina-ssi, who's about to cause a scene, and naturally take Eun-jung-ssi with her... Leaving you alone to beg without interruptions. You timed it perfectly, didn't you?”
“......”
“And sacrificing yourself to protect your members' pride as much as possible. Taking it all on alone—that's true leadership. Impressive.”
“Ah, well, that's...”
I'd originally planned to punish Jimin-ah harshly.
Like stripping and doing a show right here, or masturbating till she squirted—something humiliating.
I'd been baiting her to make her curse me out, and she was right on the hook when Yoo Sung-hee intervened and got us alone.
Her maturity appealed to me, and she'd be easy to talk to, but I was disappointed not to get a proper apology from Jimin-ah.
Well then...
If the leader wanted to shoulder it all...
She'd have to pay the price, right?
I openly fixed my gaze on Yoo Sung-hee's breasts.
Firm, milky-white udders.
I wanted to see that sturdy leader's troubled face as I groped them...
She could control a brat like Jimin-ah, thought deeply, and grasped her situation perfectly—a sharp woman.
How far would she offer herself up? I was dying to find out.
As I leered at her chest with lustful eyes, she noticed and slightly huddled her arms.
Women notice guys sneaking glances at their faces and bodies even on the street.
Let alone this blatant staring.
“H-hmm...”
She let out a troubled moan but didn't cover her deeply plunging V-neck.
I drank in the sight while kneading the air with my hands, like groping something soft.
“...!!”
No more pretending she didn't get it.
And as expected, Yoo Sung-hee was easy to communicate with.
“Hmm... Sung-hee-ssi? Nah, dropping formalities. Sung-hee? What're you doing? I was just kneading the air for hand exercises.”
Even as I spoke, Sung-hee silently started undressing.
The rustle of fabric was erotic, and her clothes began piling up on the sofa one by one.
“Sung-hee, what are you doing? Why're you taking off your top all of a sudden?”
“...”
Finally, her upper body was down to her bra.
Smooth skin fully exposed, the fleshy tits straining against her bra top teasing my eyes.
“I... want to give you my... breasts, Director...”
“Why? I don't get it.”
“For your... hand exercises...”
“Come on, not like you have to strip for tha—”
Plop—
“...”
My words caught in my throat as her plump breast flesh sprang free.
The bra hit the floor limply, and Sung-hee squeezed her eyes shut, thrusting those massive tits forward as she approached me.
She grabbed my hand—seated on the sofa—
Squish♡ squish♡!
Layered her hand over mine and kindly guided my hand exercises.
I'd figured they'd be super firm... but this was next level.
The more I squeezed, the more they bounced back, firing me up...
That insane elasticity kept them perky despite the size, perfectly shaped...
Yet ridiculously soft...
Whew... and those nipples are such a perfect shade...
Lost in thought, I realized I was kneading her tits on my own now.
“...Sung-hee. You want to give these to me?”
“Yes... Think of them as... exercise equipment for your hands, Director... Grope them as much as you want...”
“Ha... If we keep this up, my resolve might weaken... and Premist's comeback could...”
Squish♡ squish♡♡!!!
“Happen sooner?!”
“Hnnngh♡!!”
I kneaded Sung-hee's breasts with care.
Soft like firm jelly, molding to my hands as tears streamed from her eyes, resigned to her tits being milked.
“Sung-hee? Need work? Huh? Wanna keep being an idol?!”
Squish♡ squish♡!
“Ahh! Y-yes...!!! Only you can help us, Director...! We... we really need the work...!”
“But Premist's sins of debauchery are too grave for this to sway me...”
“If you want more, just say it...! Our bodies are already ruined anyway... I'll do anything... Ahh♡!”
“Really? Hmm... Hand exercises are done. My mouth's feeling lonely now...”
“O-okay. Then please...”
I released her breasts, and she closed the distance even more.
Until her big red melons brushed my face.
I stayed still, inhaling her flesh scent, and then—
“Here...”
Sung-hee offered her breast herself, pressing it to my lips.
“A bit... more...”
Not stopping there, she wedged her tit between my lips, spreading it up and down to stuff my mouth with breast meat.
“Mmph...”
My mouth was fully blocked by Sung-hee's breast.
Neatly styled hair and all, offering her tits like this... A clean, successful idol devoured by scum, fallen, now volunteering for sex services?
I looked up, and she nodded shyly but earnestly.
“I... washed them clean... Don't worry about dirt... You can suck... Hnngh?!”
Slurp♡ slurp♡!! Smmrp—♡♡! Suck♡!!!
I went wild, sucking her tits like a madman.