Chapter 85
Chapter 85
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: EP.85
Clunk clunk.
The sound of the meeting room door handle turning made Choi Yura's face drain of color.
She was lying half-naked on the table, both hands clamped over her mouth.
"Huh? It's locked? Looks like someone's using it."
A voice came from outside the door.
Followed by another.
"Then let's go somewhere else. And dude, it's probably in a meeting—don't just try opening it like that. What if someone's inside?"
"Ah, sorry."
The footsteps seemed to fade away.
"Phew..."
Just as Choi Yura let out a sigh of relief,
I flicked her already soaking clit with my index finger.
"Haht?!"
An unexpected jolt made a stifled scream leak from Choi Yura's mouth.
The sound echoed in the quiet hallway.
"Huh? Did something just... come from inside?"
At those words from outside, Choi Yura's eyes widened in terror.
"It's a meeting, so of course there'd be voices. Quit overthinking and hurry up. I'm busy."
"Ah, yeah."
Luckily, the other employee urged them on, and they dropped their suspicion and walked away.
Once the voices fully faded and silence returned, Choi Yura shot me a glare.
"That's too much... We almost got caught for real..."
She slapped my shoulder lightly, whining like a girlfriend throwing a tantrum.
Less anger, more petulance.
"Who knows."
I gently stroked the inside of her thigh.
"I thought Team Leader liked it more?"
"...What?"
"Here."
I prodded her pussy with my finger.
"It was clenching so tight. Figured you were into this kind of thing."
"Th-that's... because I was nervous..."
"Didn't feel like just nerves. You were enjoying it, right? The thrill of maybe getting caught."
At my point, Choi Yura averted her gaze.
She couldn't deny it.
Her body was heating up in proportion to her fear.
Pussy juices dripped from between her legs onto the table.
"Whatever. If you don't want to get caught, hold it in properly."
I unzipped my pants.
My pent-up cock sprang out, bobbing.
"You almost got us busted just from a little touch."
I lifted her legs and draped them over my shoulders.
The deepest penetration position.
Her gaping pussy hole waited eagerly for my cock.
"Now I'm really putting it in. You can hold it, right?"
I rubbed my glans against her pussy and asked.
Just the slight contact made her hips twitch.
"I get it... so hurry..."
Her face flushed as she spread her legs even wider.
Ditching all bossly dignity, she looked like a bitch in heat desperate to get fucked.
"Got it."
I gripped her waist tight and thrust my cock all the way in one go.
Squuuuelch-!
"Hnnngh!!"
Choi Yura desperately clamped her mouth shut, swallowing her moan.
"Team Leader's pussy is tighter than I thought."
I paused, watching her reaction.
"Haa... haa..."
Normally, she'd snap back at a comment like that, but her eyes were half-rolled back as she panted.
"Don't tense up so much—relax. You'll sweat and raise suspicions when you leave."
"Haa... aa... what's this... what did you do to me... it's insanely weird..."
She wasn't even hearing me.
This was the uptight Team Leader Choi Yura?
'The bitch who always lorded her authority over me is losing her mind just from a good dicking.'
Conquest rushed through my brain like electricity.
"I haven't even started moving, and you're already gone. What if this were a motel? Think about after we leave the meeting room."
I lightly slapped her cheeks, then began slow pistoning.
Squelch squelch.
"Haaang! Hngh! Haaan...!"
Choi Yura writhed, trying to stifle her moans.
But every time my cock slammed her cervix, muffled cries escaped her lips.
"Haaaang! That's too intense! Too deep! Ahngh!"
"Keep it down, Team Leader."
I whispered in her ear.
"Didn't you hear that guy say he heard something weird?"
"I-I know... but it feels too good... I can't stop... haaaang!!"
She wrapped her arms around my neck, leaking moans nonstop.
Not super loud, but lewd enough that anyone listening closely would know we were fucking.
"Haaaang! The moans keep coming! I could die like this and be happyyy!"
At this rate, we'd really get caught.
But stopping? No way.
'How long have I held back wanting to fuck her? Once a guy's in, he doesn't stop till he cums.'
I glanced around.
Then picked up her panties I'd stripped off.
"Words aren't getting through, huh, Team Leader? I don't want to get caught, so shut it."
I balled them up and shoved them in her mouth before she could protest.
"Mmph?!"
Choi Yura's eyes crossed at the sour, musky scent filling her mouth, but she was too far gone.
If anything, it seemed to roll her eyes back further.
"Getting fucked by a subordinate while gagging on your own panties. You're a real sight right now, Team Leader."
I degraded her on purpose, but she seemed to take even the humiliation as pleasure.
Her pussy spasmed harder, clinging tighter—proof.
"Didn't know you were into this. Much quieter now, though."
I grinned, picking up the pace.
Plap plap plap!
The meeting table creaked and shook.
"Mngh! Mmph! Mmmph!"
Even with her bra on, her tits jiggled visibly inside her blouse.
"Fuck, you look so hot right now. Like it? Getting off on your subordinate's cock?"
She nodded frantically, locking her legs around my waist.
That pushed me over the edge.
"Gonna cum inside."
Her eyes widened a bit, but I wasn't pulling out.
"Why the shocked look? Creampies hit different—way more satisfying."
Splurt! Spluuurt spluuurt!
"Hnnngh!! Mmmph!!"
Choi Yura's eyes rolled back as her body shuddered.
I wrung out every last drop, then pulled my cock free.
Drip drip.
Her pussy gushed cum like an uncorked barrel.
I grabbed some tissues from the meeting room dispenser, wiped us down roughly, and spoke.
"Thanks for the use."
A moment later, I fixed her clothes for her.
"Can't even stand straight. Sit in the chair till your legs work."
I helped her into the seat.
"Haa..."
Choi Yura's legs still trembled faintly as she caught her breath.
Her face held a lingering flush, but her expression was relaxed now.
"That was too good..."
She murmured softly.
"No wonder even Min Seola clings to you."
She looked up at me.
The old fire in her eyes was gone, replaced by dependence and possessiveness.
"Satisfied?"
"...Yeah."
She admitted it readily.
Then slyly took my hand.
"You'll do it again... next time, right?"
"Depends on your attitude."
I grinned mischievously and grabbed the door handle.
"I'll head out first. Fix yourself up before you come out. Legs steady, hair neat, face too."
I tossed the advice like to a subordinate and slipped out of the meeting room.
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Back at the office, most employees were prepping to leave.
I grabbed my bag too.
"Kim, you heading out?"
"Yeah. Good work today."
I exchanged goodbyes with colleagues and was about to leave when,
Thud thud.
Someone strode into the office.
A woman with sky-blue long hair swaying as she entered.
Her overwhelming beauty brightened the air around her.
"...?"
I stopped in my tracks.
All eyes turned to her.
"Min Seola?"
"Why's the No.1 Hero here again?"
Ignoring the stares, she glanced around.
Spotting me, her face lit up with a smile.
"Seonghwa!"
She waved and approached.
"Passing by and thought I'd drop in—are you heading home?"
"Uh, yeah..."
"Perfect timing on my part!"
Her voice was bright and cheerful.
But a chill prickled my back.
Team Leader Choi Yura, fresh from the meeting room, had witnessed it all.
Choi Yura's gaze locked on Min Seola.
Min Seola, sensing something off, looked back at her.
Their eyes clashed in midair.
My boss, who'd just taken my load.
And the No.1 Hero, itching to claim me exclusively.
"Seonghwa, boss lady! Fancy seeing you again!"
Min Seola spoke first.
Smiling, but her eyes weren't.
"Thanks for last time. For taking good care of our Seonghwa."
Our Seonghwa.
Choi Yura's eyebrow twitched.
But she fired back coolly.
"No need. He's my subordinate—of course I'd look after him."
She glanced at me, smirking.
"He was really hardworking today. How could I not? Right, Seonghwa?"
Only we knew what that "work" meant.
Min Seola's expression stiffened at the provocation.
"I see."
Min Seola hooked her arm through mine.
Deliberately. Possessively.
"Then I'll take him now. He must be tired."
"Sure. See you tomorrow, Seonghwa."
Tension crackled between the two women.
"Let's go, Seonghwa."
"Ah, yeah..."
This wouldn't do.
'Gotta wrap Min Seola up tight too.'
With that thought, sudden fatigue hit me as she dragged me away.