#1 - That Intern is Weird (Deputy Lee Joohee - Multiple Orgasms in the President's Office♥) (2)

"Wow... wow. That was all I could say. It felt that damn good. Fucking incredible. A former idol, no doubt about it. Her looks were one thing, but her raw talent was on another level. Even as a virgin, it was hands-down ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠one of the best lays I've ever had."

Thanks to that, I blew my load twice before Section Chief Park showed up. All in all, satisfying as hell.

'Nah, but I could've gone one more round...' If I'd had just a little more time, maybe. But no helping it.

Section Chief Park returned and checked Han Jisu's hypnosis state right in front of me. Having her verify it with me watching had me on edge, naturally. But there was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠no real cause for worry. She'd laid all the groundwork; I just had to polish the edges. Plus, whether out of consideration for a rookie intern like me or not, Han Jisu had been incredibly compliant and easy to handle. Even just finishing up, there wasn't a single moment of instability.

It wasn't my skill carrying the day—it was the target being a pushover. I almost resented Section Chief Park for dumping it all on me and bailing, but thinking of it as her way of looking out for me made me grateful ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠instead.

"......"

"Section Chief? Something wrong?"

"...No, nothing. You did well. Nice and tidy finish."

That put me at ease. She wrapped up the check with a few questions and answers from client Han Jisu.

"Alright then—"

With the hypnosis inspection done, Section Chief Park buried her face between Han Jisu's sprawled legs on the sofa. She licked at the labia, slowly sucking out the semen I'd left pooled inside. I could see my thick white load trickling down her parted lips and outstretched tongue.

"Ah, ah...♡"

Han Jisu let out sweet moans, leaning against the sofa. Her naked body twitched and jerked now and then.

『Meal』. That was what Section Chief Park was doing right now—the core purpose of this office work.

What exactly they extract, I don't know. Apparently it's not life force or essence—something else entirely. And it can only come from young women, so we never target men.

'Well, I haven't heard anything definite on that front.'

'Could just be personal preference.'

Everyone else at the company aside from me is female, and they all seem to prefer women over men when it comes to romance. Or at least that's how it looks to me.

'Anyway...'

'Watching the section chief slurp up my cum... hot as fuck.'

I'd seen it a few times before, but it never failed to get me going. A succubus through and through—every gesture dripped with eroticism.

"......Mmm, delicious."

A bit later, Section Chief Park finished her meal. Finally, she whispered in her ear:

With that, Han Jisu drifted off again. She woke up about ten minutes later.

Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co. Section Chief Park Sea of the Training Division burst into the office like a whirlwind. No sign of Han Igyeol, who'd gone down to the clinic on the fifth floor with her. She'd left him to handle the minor cleanup—tedious stuff that took time but wasn't hard. Perfect grunt work for an intern.

"Section Chief Kim, Section Chief Kim!"

Panting as she dashed across the office, Park Sea zeroed in on the isolated room in the corner. Unlike other departments, it was packed with white vials and lab equipment. Inside sat a woman in a white coat with a languid air—Section Chief Kim Alice, who oversaw the company's drugs and medical division.

"What's up, Section Chief Sea? Need more meds?"

"Nah, not meds! Oh, restock those new aphrodisiacs, though—they're solid. That perfume you whipped up last time worked great too—but anyway!"

Sea pounded the table.

"That intern—Han Igyeol! Was he always like this? I look away for a second, and boom, what the hell?!"

"What's with Intern Han Igyeol?"

"His skills! Hypnosis skills! Was he always this insanely good? Did he eat something weird? Did the president secretly coach him or what?!"

Alice furrowed her brow at Sea's excited outburst, then got it with an "aha" expression.

"Oh, you haven't worked with him lately? You've been back from your business trip for a while now."

"A whole month! But our schedules never lined up for joint ops!"

Which made today their first collab in ages. Sea had planned to flaunt her refined hypnosis techniques, drawing admiring awe and crushing inferiority from the intern. She'd fantasized about him clinging to her legs, begging for guidance amid sobs. Her heart had raced with anticipation.

But the plan went tits up.

"He's been on fire lately, yeah... But you inspected those recent shipments yourself, right? The products he shipped out while you were away."

"I did! But I figured Kang Rita handled them. Quality's been subtly improving, so I thought she leveled up..."

"Nope. Rita's focused on other stuff now, so most of her workload shifted to Intern Han Igyeol. Every recent product? All his work."

Sea gaped.

Senior intern Kang Rita had come on three months before Han Igyeol. Even as an intern, her skills rivaled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠full-timers'. No surprise—she was blood kin to the president.

Han Igyeol, though? Pure human. They'd allowed basic tools and confirmed some talent. But usable? Figure another decade of training.

Yet that flawless finish on client Han Jisu. Zero flaws. Normally, she'd never greenlight sex—she guarded her virginity fiercely, resisting any touch there like her life depended on it.

He'd cracked that iron wall in under thirty minutes. Not by force, but getting her to embrace it herself. Even veteran Sea couldn't fathom how he'd bypassed it.

"Did someone slip him drugs? Like a mind-melting super-hypno agent? Gimme if you have!"

"No such thing. He hasn't taken anything from me. Maybe those stamina boosters for testing."

"...They got pheromone emitters or something?"

"Can't swear zero effects, but not the kind you're imagining."

Alice's firm words shut Sea down. No real issue anyway—Han Igyeol was company, and his growth benefited everyone. She should be thrilled.

"Yeah... good for us."

Sea muttered.

'But if the president knows—and she must—then maybe...'

"Things might be kicking off soon..."

Her devil tail tapped the floor.

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Another packed rush-hour subway cram to work. Breakfast: two packets of instant coffee mix, plus a morning creampie blowjob from Deputy Lee Joohee to start the day right. Same routine as always.

Or so I thought.

"It's been a while since it's just been us two, hasn't it, Intern Han Igyeol?"

"E-excuse me, President!"

For some reason, I was having a one-on-one with the president first thing in the morning.

Called to the president's office bright and early. I'd been about to scrub the fifth-floor clinic bathroom, so I dropped the cleaning gear and rubber gloves and hustled over.

Inside, the president and Deputy Lee Joohee waited. Joohee was stark naked. They were making out, and with every kiss, it looked like something ethereal got sucked away. It hadn't been visible at first, but a year in this company sharpened my eyes to the unseen.

The same "something" Section Chief Park had drawn from client Han Jisu...

"Mmm, splendid."

She knew damn well I'd walked in, but the president kept at it a while longer before breaking the kiss. Deputy Lee stood there dazed, eyes glassy and unfocused, completely entranced. The president fondled her breasts lightly, checking her state, then nodded at me.

"Come here, Intern Han."

"Can I touch?"

"Of course."

No reason to refuse. I joined the president in groping Lee Joohee. Her body felt as soft and inviting as it had that morning. The president focused on her tits, so I went for the ass and pussy—rubbing, squeezing those firm, round cheeks.

"Ah, ah, ah...♡"

I figured it was light teasing, but she reacted way more sensitively than usual. Probably the president had tweaked something.

Our combined fondling pushed her to climax fast. The president looked thrilled at Joohee's orgasm. These yokai thrive on women's peaks like snacks.

We made her cum a couple more times perched on the desk before the president released her. Finally, still naked, Joohee served us tea and treats, then wobbled out with her clothes in hand. Love juices trailed between her thighs like sticky strings.

And just like that, the president and I were alone. We sat facing each other.

Hadn't been one-on-one in months. Why summon me like this? Scolding for being late to yesterday's training with Section Chief Park? Unfair, but unavoidable...

"It's been a while since it's just been us two, hasn't it, Intern Han Igyeol?"

She beamed. Don't let the smile fool you—I'd fallen for it plenty before.

'...But man, she's drop-dead gorgeous every time.'

Section Chief Park the succubus oozed sex appeal fitting her kind—pretty face, pheromones wafting everywhere. But the president was different. No less stunning, but with a sacred aura. A yokai, yet holy. Maybe subconscious hypnosis on her part. Hard not to suspect, knowing what she was.

Berze, president of Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co.. A hypnosis ghost. That's her deal.