Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Became the Station Director Receiving Sexual Favors
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A-yeon was completely drunk on the scent of my night flower, her eyes narrowed as she panted heavily.
Her slender arms had been working hard to shake my massive cock, and now they felt like they might fall off from exhaustion. Sweat dripped down her body, and semen clung stickily to her face and skin...
She looked an absolute mess.
It had to feel incredibly sticky and gross.
I felt pointlessly guilty and let a word slip out.
"How about... scraping off what's on your face with your finger and eating it...?"
"Do you want to die?"
"Sorry. It just slipped out without thinking..."
I really hadn't meant to say it. It had just come out on its own.
So damn hot...
Human desire is like an infinite engine.
Even after just releasing my lust, it kept building up like a waterwheel.
"Then how about one more shot just like that..."
A-yeon's long eyelashes trembled as her face hardened into a serious glare.
Her lips tightened, and she looked ready to dash to the kitchen and grab a kitchen knife.
"Sorry."
The humid air cooled abruptly, sending a chill down my spine. I roughly wiped my cock with some tissue and pulled up my pants.
Of course, before wiping myself, I didn't forget the etiquette of handing tissue to A-yeon first.
I'd wanted to wipe her down myself, but she coldly slapped my hand away and cleaned herself up alone.
"Keep your promise."
Those were the last words I heard from her before leaving her place.
Turning Yoo A-yeon's house into my jerk-off den filled my steps with a deep sense of conquest.
Yoo A-yeon... Next time, it'd be great to see that hot body fully naked. Heh heh...
Grinning like an idiot, I headed home in a great mood.
Time flew by, and the day of the Mafdu shoot arrived.
As station director, I didn't stick around the site in real-time like a PD.
That would just distract the staff and PDs from focusing on their work.
After all, the ultimate harsh work environment is the boss's watchful eye.
But since this was a program I'd spearheaded, I planned to drop by the studio later to check how well the girls were shining and ensure everything was running in the direction I wanted.
-The girls I mentioned last time? Give them some favoritism. If this shoot wraps up satisfactorily, I'll wipe all the hidden cam stuff clean. I stake my dick on it.
-Yes, sir! Leave it to me, Director!
-Sorry about fucking Harang right in front of you and creampieing her. Didn't think you'd break up over that. Her pussy was just so tight back then; even I couldn't hold back.
-Please, just stop talking about it...
Shin Jae-hyun had become my sly right-hand man. I'd even dangled a huge reward as a leash.
He'd been squeezed for a ton of money by Jin-seong too, so out of guilt, I'd use him just this once and let him go for real.
Anyway, Shin Jae-hyun was the representative MC and a judge.
This way, during the rankings, I could get generous praise for Sua or A-yul from his mouth, secure some screen time to push them, and he'd be solid backup—his expert opinion accounted for 30% in the official rankings.
For Sihyun or Da-hyun... letting them appear was already payment enough for their pussies, so I'd done my part. Same for Yoo A-yeon. Actually, A-yeon would climb on her own anyway.
"Here are the trainees' profiles and photos. I've attached two shots per person: one in Mafdu outfit and one free shot in their personal style."
"Good work."
Secretary brought what I'd requested.
She'd clipped photos to each profile, organizing them neatly— as pristine as her pretty face.
Basic headshots alone weren't enough to gauge their vibe, so I'd ordered these.
I flipped through the meticulously prepared documents.
The rustling paper gave the illusion of diligent work, but really, I was just eye-candy feasting and scouting for idols with blooming potential.
"Hmm, nothing much different from what I felt at the interviews. Am I too picky? The quality's kinda meh..."
"Well, you do have high standards..."
"Hm?"
Lifting my eyes from the photos, I saw an angel.
Secretary brushed back her hair seductively, as if begging me to look, and it was more than enough to captivate me.
Her face was angelic, but her body was the devil of lust.
'A criminally addictive figure no matter how many times I see it...'
But if I showed too much liking, she might devour me.
Especially Secretary—she was scarier than she seemed.
With that sharp mind, if she started toying with a guy, he'd end up fried rice...
I memorized the trainees' faces again.
This one's decent, but the photos don't do her justice.
This one has skills, but she won't stick in people's memories. Out in the first round.
Southeast Asian? Didn't see her at interviews—big agency got her a free pass. Makes sense with initial sales pushing the SEA market; they're scooping up those origins.
"Ahem, oh?!"
The sound escaped my lips involuntarily.
Muttering impressions inwardly, then I spotted the trainee who made me speak aloud.
"Yukika from..."
Yuzuhara Yukika. Japanese trainee.
Given Japan's idol market, agencies having one Japanese trainee each wasn't surprising anymore—it was practically standard.
Now that I thought about it, she had left a good impression at the interview.
Her Korean was way better than other foreigners', and her singing and dancing stood out.
Her fresh look was part of it too.
But seeing her again, her style was way better than expected...?
Her long hair with a subtle green tint, light makeup, and clear, pristine skin gave a fresh, elegant vibe.
In the photo wearing what looked like a modernized miko outfit, she even exuded a gentle, thoughtful personality.
Any guy would feel his heart skip seeing her smiling brightly like that.
And her body below was stellar too.
Even in that martial arts uniform not ideal for showing off breasts, her twin mounds protruded boldly.
Yet her waistline cinched in sharply below, making her figure feel alive even in the photo.
For idols, face and body count as talent too.
Factoring that in, she was a talent bomb.
Hmm... so damn hot.
"Aren't you staring too intently? You might shoot lasers from your eyes."
"...She's delicious-looking."
"? Pardon?"
"Ah, no. I was thinking of grabbing something tasty today..."
"Let me see! How pretty is she?!"
In an instant, Yukika slipped from my hands to Secretary's.
I'd awkwardly glossed over it, but it was too late.
I'd forgotten my girlfriend was right there and blurted out an honest take...
"Hmmm... She's pretty, but the concept shots seem overdone... Heavy editing too, right? Yeah! The real her at the interview wasn't like this! This part looks blurry—definitely edited..."
Smooch♡
"Eek..?!"
Secretary bit her nails in such an adorably jealous way that I just pulled her into my arms.
I gently scratched her flushed cheeks with my fingers, showing affection.
"Hugging me so suddenly like this..."
"True. We're at the station. Should I let go?"
"..."
Smooch...♡!
Secretary tossed the trainee files onto the desk and wrapped her arms around me tightly.
I hugged back, and her massive tits pressed against me, melting away all my fatigue.
Min-seo's tits are the best... fucking amazing...!
All the girls I'd just been eyeing felt pointless now.
No wonder my standards are so high.
"Got flustered seeing me gawking at other girls' photos?"
"Sigh... Even for work, think of how I feel sorting and handing you photos of 90 girls."
"Don't worry. With this pretty face and this heart."
Squeeze♡
"Hng...♡!"
"Who else can beat this...?"
This bountiful rack never fit fully in one hand, no matter how I tried.
Makes sense. Even stripped bare of clothes and bra, grasping just the flesh was tough.
I'd meant to soothe her lightly and stop at harassment, but my hands wouldn't leave her breasts.
Like they'd been glued, sinking into a swamp.
Squish squish♡♡
"Th-that's...! Hnng! I'm getting hot! Haa♡ My tits are sensitive... Please stop...!"
"Stop? Okay. I'll let go of your tits and keep looking at those other girls. I'm kinda horny now—maybe jerk off to their photos..."
"...! No, don't let go of my tits!"
"You said to stop?"
"Nooo♡!"
Secretary's hand layered over mine.
Not to push me away, but to hold me in place, begging me not to go.
Even pressing with her delicate fingers, urging me to squeeze her tits harder.
Aah... I'm fully hard now...
I ground my cock against Secretary's stomach from the front.
Our height difference naturally hit right at her womb's pulse.
Inhaling the pheromones this naughty woman emitted, precum leaked profusely.
"What now? Ha... I gotta inspect the Mafdu site..."
"...Just wait till it goes down... You wouldn't... right..? Not here, seriously..."
"....."
"....? Kyaa♡!"
I roughly freed the buttons one by one, saving them from suffocating her.
Really, quick. If I pound without holding back, I can cum fast...
Secretary's pussy is premium high-pressure quality.
Sex in the director's office... heart racing at the thought of someone coming...
"No! What if someone comes! Later, after work..."
"I'll cum quick, so spread your pussy!"
I was beyond seeing straight.