Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: The Fake Audience Bluff
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Yupia slipped off her pointed high heels and tossed them onto the floor with a clatter.
"Employee Kim Seonghwa. What the hell is this? You think it's okay to pop a boner during work hours? Your work ethic is shit."
She lifted her leg, wrapped in sheer black stockings, and pressed her foot firmly against my crotch.
"Staring at your boss's crotch and getting rock hard like this. You deserve to be punished, don't you?"
The rough yet slippery texture of the nylon stockings transmitted vividly through my pants.
Yupia wiggled her toes skillfully, unzipping my pants and slowly tugging down my underwear.
Her footwork was more precise and erotic than any hand could manage.
"Hmm, already this stiff. Getting an erection in front of your boss—are you right in the head?"
She gave a lewd smile and circled the head of my protruding cock with the sole of her foot.
Her body heat seeped through the stocking fabric, scorching hot.
'Yupia, why the hell is the sole of your foot so damn wet.'
Her toes clamped around my glans while her sole ground down on the shaft, squeezing tight.
The damp, sweltering moisture heated up even more from the friction of the stockings.
"How's it feel? Getting your dick crushed under your boss's foot right here in the office?"
Yupia crossed her legs, applying more pressure with her foot.
The combined heat from her sole and the friction made my cock swell like it was about to burst.
Every time the stocking's weave scraped along my length, a chilling wave of pleasure shot up my spine.
'Honestly, far from bad—it’s turning me on even more….'
Still seated in my chair, I looked up between her legs.
Her tight H-line skirt had rolled up over her thighs.
Inside, she was still completely exposed.
No panties in sight—her smooth pussy was brazenly visible through the gap in her black stocking bands.
"Team Leader, looks like you forgot your underwear today."
"Forgot? I skipped it on purpose. For work efficiency."
Yupia brazenly replied and parted her thighs just a bit.
Her pussy lips quivered, gushing out a flood of clear nectar.
The sticky fluid trickled down her inner thighs, soaking the black stocking bands.
"Haah… Take a good look. See how wet I am while stepping on your pathetic dick."
She flaunted her dripping hole at me while gripping my cock tight with her toes.
"Feels good, right? You’re dying to cum on my foot, aren’t you?"
It did feel good.
And yeah, I wanted to blow my load on her foot.
'But I’m not about to give her the satisfaction of hearing it.'
I clamped my mouth shut on purpose, and the playful smirk on Yupia's lips faltered slightly.
"Not enough with my feet? Your face is pissing me off."
She pulled her foot away and leaned forward, staring right into my face.
Behind her gold-rimmed glasses gleamed an intelligent yet utterly depraved gaze.
The buttons on her tight white blouse strained dangerously with her ragged breaths.
"Fine, how about this? Think of it as a special bonus."
Pop-pop—
Yupia grabbed her blouse buttons with both hands and ripped them open.
Her massive tits bounced free with elastic force.
'No bra, just bare tits as expected.'
Her pale skin was so translucent that faint blue veins showed through.
Her pink nipples were already stiff and erect.
"Come closer. I'll review those approval documents for you."
She grabbed my head and roughly yanked it into her cleavage.
Enormous breasts jiggled right in front of my face.
The scent of sweat, heavy perfume, and raw female pheromones filled the air.
"How's that? Feel like you'll pass out sniffing your boss's tits like this?"
I didn't even let out a tiny moan on purpose.
Yupia grabbed my hair again, shoving me back down, her face tinged with frustration as she slid off the desk.
Then she dropped to her knees in front of me.
'What the—? Is she seriously begging for a reaction now?'
My guess crumbled fast.
She seized my cock and wedged it between her tits.
"Hngh…! Employee Kim Seonghwa… You really won't break…?"
As my hot shaft met the scorching valley of her cleavage, Yupia's body trembled.
She pressed her tits together with both hands, clamping down on my cock.
Her soft flesh enveloped my shaft without a single gap.
"Where are you looking? Eyes on your boss's tits."
Yupia pretended to scold me sternly, but stuck out her tongue to lick my glans.
Her sticky saliva acted like lube, creating slick, wet sounds.
Slurp— Schlop—
She bobbed her head up and down, sliding her tits along my cock over and over.
Her glasses had slipped down to the tip of her nose, but she ignored them.
The arrogant look on her bespectacled face, servicing me under the guise of punishment, was insanely hot.
"Haah… Perverted bastard… I barely suck it and you're already leaking precum like a faucet…."
With every thrust between her breasts, the soft titflesh squished and reformed around me.
I could feel her heartbeat pounding through my shaft.
Her sweat-slick cleavage swallowed my cock like quicksand.
"Feels good, right? Employee Kim Seonghwa? Rubbing your dick on tits you'll never touch in your life?"
Yupia squeezed her breasts harder and looked down at me.
"That No.1 Hero bitch wouldn't do this for you, huh? She's too uptight… Hngh! No technique like this, right?"
She deliberately ground her nipples against my shaft while keeping my cock trapped in her cleavage.
Every brush of those stiff nipple tips against my sensitive glans sent jolts of pleasure straight to my brain.
"Be honest. My tits feel way better than that holier-than-thou bitch's, don't they? Huh?"
Her tone dripped with rivalry toward Min Seola.
A mix of jealousy, inferiority, and superiority twisted her expression.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"All talk, Team Leader."
"…What?"
"Your technique sucks. That's why you're stuck as team leader forever."
I pulled my cock free from between her tits.
While Yupia looked flustered, I hoisted her back up onto the desk.
Then I gripped her thighs with both hands and spread them wide open.
"Kyaa?!"
"What’s with the squeal? You were dying to show it off earlier. Spread those legs properly. I'll teach you what real work looks like."
"Th-this is insubordination! How dare you to your superior…!"
Yupia yelled, but she didn't resist.
Instead, her hips bucked in anticipation, presenting her most intimate spot right to my cock.
The glass desktop was pooled with her pussy juices.
I stood from my chair and wedged myself between her legs, perched on the desk edge.
I pressed my throbbing cock against the entrance of her sopping, gaping pussy.
"Employee Kim Seonghwa, what the hell do you think you're doing? If you stick it in, it's not just a pay cut. You're fired."
Yupia adjusted her glasses, still trying to act tough to the end.
But her legs were already poised to wrap around my waist.
And her pussy was clenching at my glans like it was begging me to come in.
"Fired? Scary, can't do it."
I gripped her waist tight and slowly—agonizingly slowly—pushed just the tip of my glans inside.
"Hnnngh…!"
Yupia threw her head back with a moan.
Maybe because it was a dream, but the heat inside her pussy was unnaturally intense.
'Feels like dipping my dick in lava. Is it really gonna melt?'
Every single fold of her inner walls scraped along my veins, sucking me in deeper.
"Haahng… Kim Seonghwa…!"
"Why call me, Team Leader? If you call, say something. Cat got your tongue now that your subordinate's dick is sliding in?"
"Sh-shut up… Hurry… shove it all the way in… That's an order…!"
She panted, desperately clinging to her commanding tone.
Her sweat-soaked blouse clung transparently to her skin, and her glasses were fogged up.
"Yes, ma'am, if that's what you want."
I hooked Yupia's legs over my shoulders.
The deepest penetration position.
I planned to ram straight to her cervix in one go.
Her H-line skirt was bunched up high, exposing her thighs, and her torn blouse let her huge tits spill out lewdly.
Perfect for devouring—or so I thought in that moment.
"Hngh… You really are a pervert…? Employee Kim Seonghwa…."
A strange smile crept across Yupia's lips.
The pleasure-drunk expression from seconds ago twisted into the face of a wicked demon.
"Oh, didn't I mention?"
She flicked up her sweat-damp glasses with a finger and whispered.
"This is an open office."
"…What?"
In that instant, the office atmosphere shifted.
This concept office space reverted to a plain, ordinary company floor.
And presences began stirring from behind the partitions everywhere.
Murmur murmur.
I slowly turned my head. People sat at desks beyond the partitions.
Assistant Manager Kim staring blankly at his monitor, Assistant Park sipping coffee, employees approving documents.
My actual coworkers.
And in the front row, the most visible spot.
Team Leader Choi Yura stood with arms crossed, glaring at us coldly.
Next to her, Seo Jubin clicked her tongue with a look of contempt.
"……!"
"See? Your coworkers are all watching you roll around with me here."
Yupia breathed a lewd laugh into my ear.
"Doesn't it turn you on? Fucking like a bitch in heat right in front of your boss and colleagues."
She must have expected me to flush with shame and panic.
This perfect stage of depravity, her ambitious scheme as queen to break me mentally.
But.
"Pfft!"
I couldn't hold back the burst of laughter.
'Shame? Panic? Fuck that noise.'
The whole situation was just ridiculous.
Yupia had conjured fake spectators in the dream to stage some humiliation play and make me feel degraded.
But this morning, I'd fucked Lilith right in front of real people in actual reality.
And that wasn't all.
Not some fake-ass illusion, but in the real office, right next to the real Team Leader Choi Yura, I'd shoved my dick in Lilith's mouth.
The gap between fake and real.
Knowing this place was fiction versus the raw thrill of living it for real.
It was like the difference between a haunted house ride at an amusement park and encountering an actual ghost in an abandoned ruin.
"You really went all out with the setup, Team Leader."
"Wh-what? Why aren't you freaking out?"
Yupia's eyes wavered.
My unexpected reaction was derailing her script.
"Why should I? An audience just makes it better."
I gripped her waist even tighter.
"Let's see who ends up more embarrassed, Team Leader."