Interview 6
Glug, glug, glug, glug—
The clear liquid filling the plastic bottle made a strange, intimate sound.
“Hnn… nngh… ah…”
The sounds spilling from Suhee’s mouth were just as strange—a voice tangled with shame and excitement. Those moans were more than enough to wring another thick bead of precome from Manager Lee Cheongjun’s cock.
Squish. Squish.
Every time he worked his shaft, wet sounds answered him. His gaze stayed locked on the mouth of the bottle, perfectly aligned with the entrance of Suhee’s pussy.
Glug, glug…
As the stream of her urine weakened, a viscous liquid stretched stickily after it. It wasn’t only urine—her juices were mixed in.
“Haa… ah…”
Slick—
Finished, Suhee pulled the bottle away from her pussy, and a thread thin as spider silk still connected them. Beyond the panties she had shoved aside, her pretty cunt was soaked through.
Legs still spread, she showed him everything and looked up at Manager Lee Cheongjun. There was no way he could pretend not to understand that look.
Thud. Thud.
Her slender ankles were caught, one in each of his hands.
“Aaah… Manager, hurry…”
Suhee was burning up too. Feeling his sticky gaze on her dripping, pretty pussy made it almost impossible to hold still. She wanted that cock hanging heavy in front of her inside her—now.
“Spread yourself open, Miss Lee Suhee. I need a closer look.”
Cheongjun spoke, flushed with heat. He barely managed to stop himself from driving straight into her. A lewd woman deserved the treatment that matched her.
“Ah…”
“Quickly. When I give an order, you follow it, don’t you? This is a company.”
“Hnn… I haven’t even been hired yet…”
“You’re going to be.”
Suhee parted her folds left and right with her delicate fingers. Leaving the panties on only made it filthier. The soaked fabric caught on her mound, and the soft pink flesh of her pussy—drenched in urine and arousal—was laid bare for Manager Lee Cheongjun’s eyes to examine in every detail.
“The color is incredibly pretty.”
“Ah—thank you…”
He studied the parted petals and everything inside them with care. He could swear he had never seen a pussy so pretty, so elegant.
Scrape—
He shoved the chair back and settled between her legs again—right where he had been when he was sucking her.
“M-Manager… hurry…”
“Ah, Suhee. Sorry.”
Schlick—
A deep, hungry kiss. The problem was that he was giving it to her pussy.
“Haah—!”
Suhee’s hips jerked and her head fell back. Manager Lee Cheongjun was kissing her cunt the way lovers kissed in a frenzy. His tongue slipped in again, sharp and eager, as if determined to clean every filthy inch of her.
“Hnn, Manager, it’s dirty. Ah— I just came, so… nngh.”
She clutched his hair as she spoke, but it did nothing. If anything he drove his tongue in deeper, more passionately, and sucked hard.
“Hhk— nngh— nn— aaah—”
Only after a long while of drinking her down did Manager Lee Cheongjun finally stand. He wiped the slick from his mouth roughly on his shirt sleeve, then lined up his cock—precome already trailing thickly from the tip—with her entrance.
Squelch—
“Auk—!”
“I’ll pull out before it gets too far. I won’t come inside…”
Schlick—
He didn’t wait for her answer. His thick cock shoved her thin petals aside and sank in.
“Hhk— i-it’s f—fine… f— aaah. Anh.”
Already spent once and then kissed so fiercely, her oversensitive pussy finally took him. It was the penetration she had been waiting for, and the words fell apart in her mouth.
In the middle of an interview, legs spread, taking the interviewer’s cock.
Schlick, schlick, schlick—
“Nngh, Miss Lee Suhee. You’re squeezing incredibly hard.”
“Haah… good… it feels good. Aaah…”
Every time his cock drove in and dragged back out, her walls clamped down with crushing pressure—as if she refused to let him go. Manager Lee Cheongjun’s hips moved faster. She was tight, almost painfully so, but it never hurt; her juices were simply too abundant for that. With most women, getting this wet dulled the friction. Not hers. The slick only made the perfect pressure better.
Squelch, squelch, squelch—
He hadn’t even snapped his hips a few times before her juices were pouring so freely that white foam was already starting to gather. At the rim where they rubbed together, a jelly-like cream was already collecting.
“Hauk— auk— aaah— anh— aaah—”
Suhee’s honeyed moans tickled his ears. Even her voice was filthy and electric, timed perfectly to every thrust—like some expensive instrument. A flawless body and outrageous lewdness.
“Kh… Miss Lee Suhee. This is really good.”
“Hhk… aaah— d-do I… pass…? Hnn.”
“Of course. With room to spare.”
“Aanh— aaah— th-thank… y— ahhk.”
The more her words broke apart around his cock, the hotter Manager Lee Cheongjun got. Fucking her while she sat in the chair left him half-crouched, and it wasn’t enough.
“One moment, Suhee.”
“Hnn… yes?”
Thrust—
“Hnnngh— aah, Manager. Too… nngh— too deep… ah…”
Buried to the hilt, Cheongjun scooped her up by the ass and waist. He wanted her somewhere he could fuck her more comfortably. He set her down on the desk—right on top of her own résumé.
“Nngh… nn… nngh.”
His cock was so deep it kept making her twitch. Her ass met the desk and the papers; she ended up perched on the edge. Like this, the height of her hole and his cock finally lined up.
Push—
“Hnnngh. Ah— aaah.”
Even so, he didn’t start thrusting right away. He shoved his hips forward with everything he had, as if he could sink even deeper. Simply being inside her felt too good. The fine, intricate folds fluttered and trembled around him, squeezing in a way he had never felt before. With most tight women it was just a hard clamp. Suhee was different. While she held him tight, the little ridges and bumps seemed to nibble and tease along his shaft. Honestly, just looking down at her beautiful face while buried in her would have been enough to make him come.
“Hnnngh… Manager… aaah.”
That sultry voice, those legs spread wide left and right—Cheongjun loved this angle. The posture, the view: absolute proof that he was fucking a beautiful woman. Staying still would have been fine, but moving his hips was better.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick—
The precome that had already spilled and her thick juices ground together and made noise.
“Hah—”
Working his hips back and forth made Cheongjun’s head spin. This taste. This texture. And her bare, waxed pussy—not a single hair—was a feast for the eyes as well. He could barely believe that the pretty cunt he had been sucking so greedily earlier was now stretched wide around his cock. The panties shoved to the side were a perfect accessory, caught on her plump mound and trapped between her thighs, soaked so thoroughly the color had changed.
Schlick—
Every time he pushed in—smooth, sticky—her breasts swayed. Even lying back they rose in full, beautiful curves. Cheongjun leaned down and took one into his mouth.
Suck—
“Ah— there… haa…”
“You like it here?”
“Yes. Yes… ha… it’s so dirty, Manager. It’s so… nngh… good.”
He cupped both breasts and sucked them in turn. His hips never stopped. Every thrust forced another gush of her juices out, and the more he fucked her the softer and wetter she became. Where skin met skin, her slick clung and smeared.
Schlick, schlick, schlick—
Sounds that had no business existing in a conference room filled the air.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Hhp—!”
A knock cut Suhee’s moan short.
“Yes?”
—Ah, Manager. Is the interview not finished yet?
“Ah— yes, it’ll be a little longer. Hah…”
Someone he knew, apparently.
Schlick, schlick, schlick—
Even as he answered, Cheongjun didn’t stop moving his hips.
“Hhk… hhp…”
Holding her breath to smother the moans only made Suhee’s head swim harder. His cock kept driving into her. Talking to whoever was outside while still fucking her was scrambling her thoughts.
“Hhk!”
“Shh.”
—Manager? Then how much longer will it take?
He pressed a finger to his lips, telling Suhee to stay quiet, and kept the conversation going. He managed to hide the roughness in his breathing; he almost sounded calm.
“Ah, you can head out first. I’ll wrap up after the interview and take care of things.”
—Ah, understood!
“Hhk… nngh… nn.”
Suhee’s body trembled hard as she held her breath. Forcing herself not to breathe only seemed to drag the climax closer. Her body couldn’t hold out. Taking his cock while she smothered every sound only drove her toward the edge faster.
“Hah… almost got caught.”
“Hhk… nngh— nn!”
“Suhee, are you about to come again?”
A nod.
The way she nodded with her face twisted in pleasure was almost too lovely. Her pussy was convulsing wildly, and that expression alone was enough to start winding Manager Lee Cheongjun tight as well.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick—
He buried his mouth against her breasts and then her throat, working his hips without pause. This was still a company; dragging it out any longer felt risky. Thank god there was no CCTV in this conference room, he thought, and poured everything into Suhee.
“Hhk… anh… there… haa… it feels… so good… nngh… I’m— I’m going to come… ah…”
Suhee stretched both legs wide to either side, opening herself so he could sink even deeper. Through the fully parted petals, his hips pressed flush against her.
“Kh— I think I’m going to come too.”
“Haa… inside… come inside me.”
“Nn— that might be a bit…”
“Haa, i-it’s fine…”
Suhee’s pussy clamped down hard around Cheongjun’s cock, as if it refused to let him go.