Senior Yena's Warm Pussy... Those Raspberry-Like Nipples... Mmm, So Delicious♥
I stared at Lee Yena with a dead-serious expression.
“What I want to do…”
“Mmm…”
What did I want to do in this situation?
Obviously, I wanted to bury my cock inside the assistant manager’s pussy.
Hard. Rough. Until her walls went completely slack.
“Assistant Manager… then… can I put it in?”
“Geez… I told you not to talk so vulgarly… You’re making me shy.”
“You said I could do whatever I wanted… I can’t lie. I’ll be honest. I want to unite with you, Assistant Manager. I’ve wanted it ever since the interview…”
“Still… just shoving it in right away would probably hurt too much, Dohyuk.”
“Huh?”
“Do that finger thing you did during the interview… We’ll see after that.”
“…Fingers?”
What the hell did she mean by fingers?
What exactly had I done?
I retraced the memory of the interview.
I had simply brushed against Yena’s pussy and been careful not to let my finger get sucked inside her. Nothing particularly special had happened before the rip.
So what part of that had felt like a special technique to Assistant Manager Yena?
“You know… like… this…”
As she spoke, Yena slowly rubbed her ass against me.
The soft rustling sound immediately sparked my curiosity.
Our eyes met.
For a moment, Assistant Manager Yena and I simply gazed at each other.
She smiled, then stroked the bridge of my nose with a fingertip as she murmured.
“Dohyuk, you don’t have to think so hard… Just do what your body tells you.”
Her other hand slid down and gently caressed my cock.
Startled by the sudden touch, I reflexively pulled my hips back.
“Ugh.”
Assistant Manager Yena looked up at me with soft, knowing eyes.
Those slightly raised eyes made her look like a seductive little fox pretending to be a rabbit.
“Just… do whatever your junior—our panty-wearing Dohyuk Junior—tells you to do.”
“Ah… So I should do whatever my cock, through the panties, tells me to do?”
“Yes. Because that’s exactly what you want, isn’t it?”
Hoo.
Perfect.
With a solemn expression, I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and yanked her flush against me.
Squeeze—
Even through her underwear, my sharpened senses could clearly feel how drenched she already was below.
I no longer had any patience left to cling to reason.
I shoved her roughly onto the rumbling dryer behind us and moved my hands to her breasts.
This was our company’s flagship product.
The true essence of Secret Unlock.
The breasts I had only grazed in the break room were incredibly soft and heavy.
They weren’t enormous, but I couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like to grab a full handful.
The moment I squeezed—
Squeeze!
The lewd texture of the bra combined with the delicious weight of her tits filled my palm.
“How is it, Dohyuk…?”
“Can I really say it…? Feels like you’re going to scold me again—tell me off or something…”
“Mmm… what is it? You touched them so nicely… maybe I’ll let you?”
“Is there a special way to touch them nicely?”
“Yes. Most men just grab and knead like they’re trying to pop them… That hurts, you know…”
“Ah…”
“You’re different, Dohyuk… Tell me comfortably. How do they feel?”
In that instant, I felt something shift between us—something that completely transcended the boss-subordinate relationship.
“I want to suck on your tits, Assistant Manager! Just go for it!”
“What…”
“You sucked on mine earlier… so I want to suck on yours too.”
“Mmm… I suppose a little taste would be okay?”
“Of course! We’re a couple now, aren’t we!”
“Fine… can’t be helped.”
With that, Lee Yena tilted her head slightly to the side and offered her chest to me.
I carefully unbuttoned her blouse with my free hand.
Pop.
Pop.
Two buttons undone revealed a pristine white bra.
I undid the rest as well.
Pop.
Her shirt slid off completely.
The sight of those beautiful breasts drew an involuntary sigh of awe from me.
“Assistant Manager… your breasts are incredible…”
I placed my hand over her bra.
The soft, heavy sway inside the cups.
The way her skin moved was utterly obscene.
My gaze locked onto the deep valley between them.
Yena glanced at me, then pulled my face into her chest.
The scorching heat of her tits enveloped my face.
“Whoa! Assistant Manager… you were hiding something this amazing…!”
“Hehe…”
Yena smoothly removed her bra.
And then—
Boing.
There was no actual sound, but that was exactly how it felt.
Because her nipples literally popped out.
Those raspberry-like nipples protruding downward.
In this moment, they were so perfect they could easily be called the most beautiful nipples in the world.
I couldn’t stop the stream of admiration.
“Assistant Manager… your nipples are so pretty.”
“Oh, you…”
Leaving her blushing so hard her face looked ready to explode, I covered one nipple with my mouth.
Lick.
“Mmmh…!”
Yena let out a sweet moan.
It seemed my tongue had struck her sensitive nerves.
I didn’t care.
I lavished her nipple with my tongue, swirling it slowly in circles.
“Aah… Th-this feeling… it’s weird, Dohyuk…”
“Mmm!?”
What exactly was so different?
I had barely touched her nipple with my tongue.
Yet she was already trembling violently.
Hoo…
I became determined to solve this mystery.
My tongue moved without hesitation.
I focused on the texture against my tongue tip.
A small, wrinkled, bumpy raisin.
It felt like it would taste sweetly of grapes if I sucked and licked it.
Slurp.
After circling her nipple once, saliva pooled at the corner of my lips.
Gulp.
It didn’t actually taste like grapes, but a strange, intoxicating flavor and scent slid down my throat.
If anything had a taste, it was undoubtedly the taste of Assistant Manager Yena.
I grabbed her breast and licked it greedily, devouring it with my mouth.
Slurp. Slurp—slup—
The wet, filthy sounds were almost obscene.
Yena seemed to notice; she began making lewd noises of her own.
“Mmm… Dohyuk… that’s too dirty…”
“Sunbae… if you say things like that while possessing tits like these… isn’t that cheating?”
“Aish, stop sucking… they’re getting so hard…”
“Then…”
My hand traveled downward.
Like a man sprinting because he was late for an appointment.
I was in a hurry.
This was the path to reunite with the assistant manager’s pussy that I had only greeted briefly during the interview.
From breasts to waist.
From waist to hips.
Slide.
My hand glided over Yena’s panties.
Slide.
Yena didn’t resist at all.
Normally, when a hand ventured this far, women would stop it or at least pause to confirm feelings, right?
“What are we to each other?”
“Do you love me?”
Questions like that could ruin the mood if answered poorly.
Yet Yena simply wrapped her arms around my neck and showed no sign of rejection.
And so my hand entered the sacred territory of Senior Yena’s pussy without resistance.
Slide.
“Ah…”
“Assistant Manager…”
“Mmm?”
Rustle—
Her pubic hair tickled my palm with a soft, prickly sensation.
I settled my middle finger neatly between her silky folds.
It fit perfectly, as if her pussy had been made as a dedicated parking spot for my finger.
She was already slightly wet with excitement, both her hair and entrance glistening.
The sticky feel of her arousal wasn’t unpleasant at all.
This time I asked the question.
“…Is this the same feeling you had back then? How is it?”
“Yes… it’s good… touch me more…”
I had never studied fingering techniques.
I had only vaguely remembered or seen somewhere that you should move slowly inside, gently caressing around the clitoris.
Yet Yena was already losing herself just from the presence of my finger.
She was writhing and I hadn’t even put my cock in yet…
So I moved my finger up and down with excruciating slowness.
Slide, slide—
The more I moved, the more my finger became coated in her juices.
“Mmmh…”
The elastic resistance of her panties against the back of my hand was irritating.
I wanted to rip them off.
Apparently I had become the kind of man who wanted to tear panties the moment he saw them…
Anyway, I increased the speed of my fingers.
Slide. Slide—slide—
It grew wetter and wetter until her entrance was completely drenched in slick arousal.
Sticky—
I definitely hadn’t intended to push my finger inside on purpose.
Yet it was sucked in naturally, as if her pussy itself had pulled me in.
Squish—squish—
A warm, welcoming heat enveloped my finger.
“Mmph…!”
Yena tried to stifle her moan.
Her expression hovered somewhere between agony and ecstasy.
I pushed my finger a little deeper.
I could feel every detail of Assistant Manager Yena’s inner walls through my finger.
The texture and folds painted themselves vividly in my mind like a photograph.
I was completely, utterly focused on her.
My eyes met Yena’s as she bit her lip, enduring the pleasure.
“Dohyuk… I’m embarrassed… don’t stare…”
“Embarrassed?”
At this point?
Did this woman need to go ten rounds before she felt any shame?
Her lips trembled.
Those dainty, saliva-glossed lips suddenly looked incredibly tempting.
“Sunbae… can I… kiss you?”
“…Huh?”
Kissing was something lovers did.
A symbol of romance.
There was even a saying that prostitutes kept their lips virgin no matter what.
That was how meaningful it was.
Assistant Manager Yena seemed to hesitate for a moment—
“…Yes. We’re a couple right now, aren’t we?”
“That’s right.”
“Go ahead…”
Keeping my finger buried inside her pussy, I leaned in toward Yena’s lips.