A New Executive?
'Haa... haa...' Minseo's heart pounded like mad. Clutching the coffee tray, he stood gasping before the conference room door, swallowing hard. At least... twenty minutes must have passed by now. Way too late just for brewing coffee... But this wasn't the time to hesitate. Better late than even later.
Bzzz— "Hng..." The vibrator still buzzing relentlessly in his ass made Minseo's body heat up again, bit by bit. 'Hoo... get it together.' Once he stepped inside, he might not come out until it was over. He had to endure somehow. Steel yourself—that's what he told himself as he gripped the doorknob with trembling fingers and pulled.
Creeeak— "You're here quick."
The moment the door swung open, Yujin's mocking voice hit him. Every eye in the room locked onto Minseo holding the coffee. "Why're you so late?" Yujin glared, pressing him.
"...S-sorry..." Minseo couldn't spit out the reason, just bowed his head under the stinging stares. And—Baek Hayoung, who knew damn well why, let her lips curve up just a touch.
"I asked why you're late?" Yujin's frustration boiled over at his silence, her voice rising.
"W-well, that is..." 'I can't say it... absolutely not... gotta come up with an excuse...' Minseo racked his brain in a cold sweat.
"S-Suhyun asked me to help with something..." He avoided Yujin's sharp gaze, mumbling evasively.
"Oh yeah? Guess I should check if that's true." Yujin shot up from her seat. '...Fuck, I'm screwed...' Minseo flinched as she stood.
"This guy's suspicious. Still spying or what?" Yujin hadn't shaken her doubts, closing in on him step by step.
"Hng..." Minseo dropped his trembling eyes, terror building as she approached. Thud. Thud. Her strides felt monstrously intimidating. 'W-what do I do...' His mind went blank. If they found out about the vibrator...
"You really late 'cause of Choi Suhyun?" Yujin loomed right in his face, her expression icy. Sunglasses hid her eyes, but her aura alone made him quake. Second-scariest after Hayoung.
"...Y-yes..." Minseo gulped, cautiously meeting her gaze. 'Shit...' He froze under her overwhelming presence.
And then—Yujin's hand reached out. Minseo squeezed his eyes shut, bracing.
Tap. She just rested it lightly on his shoulder. "Be careful next time?" The warning in her tone made him stammer back in a shaky voice.
"Y-yes..!" No harm done, but it terrified him plenty. Hayoung watched the whole thing, unable to look away, amused. 'Minseo looking so scared is this cute?'
"Why pick on our Minseo~? Enough, let's have coffee." Chaeryeong lightened the mood, snatching one cup from his tray and sitting.
Only then did Minseo distribute the coffees to the executives one by one. He knew their preferences from his own days as one.
"Set it down." When he offered Seoyeong hers, she pointed coldly at the table. Still pissed at him, clearly.
"...Yes." He placed it carefully and sat back down.
"Mm... alright, let's get to something important." Hayoung sipped her coffee, turning serious. "Everyone knows we have an empty executive spot, right?" She glanced at Minseo. 'Ah... because of me...' He realized it was his fault.
"Yeah, I know." Seoyeong nodded.
"Can't keep going like this. Need someone to handle Minseo's old work too."
"So?" Yujin asked flatly, probing her intent.
"Picked a new executive." They all looked mildly surprised but nodded soon enough. Even Minseo. 'Yeah... need someone to replace me.' He accepted it, though a bitter pang hit.
And—bzzz, bzzz— The vibrator tormenting him nonstop made his cock swell again, slowly. 'Hah... fuck... starting up again...' The distracting buzz forced him to clamp his legs together and endure.
"And I'll introduce her today. Our new executive." Hayoung flashed a meaningful smile. "She should be here any minute..." She checked her watch, muttering.
Then—knock knock. A bright, lively knock. "May I come in?" A clear voice from beyond the door. 'What... sounds familiar...' Minseo stifled a groan, racking his memory. He'd heard it often, especially at work. Then it clicked. No way...'
"Come in." Hayoung's okay, and the door burst open energetically. A woman with straight blonde hair strode in confidently.
"Hello. I'm Lee Jiha." She greeted with a warm eye-smile.
"Y-you... why're you..." Minseo stammered, staring at her in shock.
"Yeah, you two go way back?" Hayoung grinned, eyeing them both.
"What's the deal between you two?" Chaeryeong's eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"When Minseo was an executive, I was his secretary." Jiha beamed brightly.
'Things are getting interesting~?' Chaeryeong alternated glances between Jiha and Minseo amid the odd tension.
'Who's this now...' Seoyeong wasn't thrilled about someone else who knew Minseo.
'Kuh... didn't wanna meet like this...' Minseo couldn't look her straight in the eye. Jiha had relied on him utterly as her boss, a devoted secretary. Then he vanished without a word? Her anger was justified. He knew that, so he'd avoided this.
'Gotta explain privately later.' He resolved to talk to her alone soon.
"Positions are reversed now, huh?" Hayoung eyed Jiha's crisp suit.
"Haha, Minseo still feels like my boss." Jiha scratched her head, awkward smile. No bad blood, thankfully. 'Phew... good...' Minseo relaxed at her kindness.
"Alright, sit for now."
"Yes." Jiha took the seat by Chaeryeong.
"No complaints, everyone?" Hayoung polled her executives.
"Whatever, long as she does the job." Yujin shrugged indifferently.
"I'm for it. Pretty blonde~?" Chaeryeong grinned, complimenting her hair.
"Thank you." Jiha smiled shyly.
"...I don't mind." Seoyeong grumbled inwardly but had no choice.
"Then... congrats on becoming a Baekhwa executive. Busy times ahead with the backlog, but bear with it a bit."
"Yes. Don't worry." Jiha replied confidently.
And so Baekhwa's lineup settled: Han Chaeryeong, Lee Seoyeong, Han Yujin, Lee Jiha, and leader Baek Hayoung—five strong. Hayoung dove straight into business.
"That hotel project."
The executives discussed it gravely. But—Minseo fought his lonely battle alone.
'Huaa... body feels so weird...' He'd thought cumming once would settle it, but no. His body was hypersensitive; the vibrator revved him up again. His cock throbbed fully erect, desperate to burst free from the stuffy panties. 'Huaa... fuck... gonna lose it.' He pressed his quivering thighs hard, fighting for control. Please end soon...
Then— "G... ah..." A faint moan slipped out.
The executives paused, eyes snapping to him.
"Minseo, you okay?" Chaeryeong leaned in worriedly.
"N-no... I'm fine..." His voice shook, but he forced a smile.
"Don't interrupt." Yujin warned, annoyed.
"Y-yes..." Minseo froze rigid. Because an unknown foot was rubbing his crotch. The sudden jolt had drawn that moan. 'Haa... haa... whose foot...'
He glanced at Hayoung amid the crotch-rub. She met his eyes mid-speech, lips quirking just for him. 'Hng... knew it...' Only she would pull this now.
'Huuut...' The foot grinding his cock was intensely arousing. Soft sole massaging balls and shaft—Minseo clenched his fists, thighs quaking pitifully. 'Haa... hold it... hold on, Kang Minseo...' Couldn't show out like this.
But the vibrator's buildup made the rubbing unbearable. He just trembled his thighs, hiding as best he could. 'Heuk... can't take it...'
Hayoung's foot kneaded his cock harder. Pull the chair back? Nah, Chaeryeong might notice. Squish— "Hauk..." He dropped his head at the dizzying stimulation. Lucky for him, the executives were deep in talk, ignoring him—but he neared his limit. 'Stop... please...' Hands gripping quivering thighs, he begged her silently to stop.
But Hayoung pressed harder, squish-squish— grinding relentlessly. Extreme pleasure surged; his hips twitched. 'Fuck... fuck... gonna cum... for real...' He bit his lip hard.
Squiiiish— One final crush on his glans—and Minseo's mind blanked as he came. Splurt—spluuurt— "Huryeok—" He bit till his lip bled to stay silent. Shuddering through orgasm in front of everyone, he strained every muscle to hide it. Head down, body quaking in aftershocks. Hands clamped his frame tight. Panties soaked full of cum. 'Heuk... fuck...' He cursed the wicked Hayoung inwardly, sweating bullets.
And Seoyeong watched it all, unnoticed by him.