Interview 7
The wet, filthy sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the conference room.
The thought that he needed to pull out occupied every corner of Manager Lee Cheongjun's mind.
His body, however, refused to obey. Suhee's long legs were locked around his waist, but that was not the real reason he stayed buried inside her.
"Hah... shit... nngh."
"Haaahn, aaahn, nngh, aaah, ahn, aaahn."
Every time he drove his cock in, Suhee's pussy clamped down around him, tight and greedy. The pleasure grinding along his cockhead and shaft short-circuited every rational thought he had left. The densely ridged walls of her cunt worked over his glans, suckling and rippling, and with every piston stroke smearing against those folds, Cheongjun found he did not want to pull out at all.
The urge to come had already been building for some time. On any ordinary day, the moment it got this intense, he would have withdrawn and finished himself off by hand.
Today, he did not want to.
He knew he shouldn't. The pleasure flooding through his cock was simply too much. When he drew his hips back, his shaft emerged glistening, sheathed from root to tip in her juices — if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have sworn it had melted away inside her.
"Haaaahn, Manager... Manager... it feels so good... so good. Deeper... do it deeper inside me."
"Kh... Suhee, this is still too..."
"Augh, aah, aaahn."
A stunningly beautiful woman lay spread beneath him, taking his cock. That same beauty was so wildly aroused by him that her juices were pouring out of her in a shameless flood. And on top of all of that, she was begging him to come inside.
"Come inside me... Manager... fill me up..."
His semen erupted without the slightest resistance.
There was no time to decide whether he should come or hold back. The instant the words left her mouth, it was as if a spell had been cast — his cum just kept pumping out of him, endless, unstoppable.
"Hnnnnngh."
Suhee felt the hot, viscous fluid sloshing deep in her belly and her whole body shuddered. Her toes curled inside her high heels. Her thighs jumped in fine, helpless spasms. Cheongjun could see every bit of it. Even in the middle of coming, watching her tremble with her back slightly arched, Manager Lee Cheongjun's hips had no intention of stopping.
Semen clung thickly to his shaft as it slid in and out of her, a wet, filthy sound marking every stroke.
"Haah, aah, aah."
Suhee panted at the sticky drag of his still-hard cock and the cum smeared along her inner walls. After a few more thrusts, Cheongjun lifted his wrist and checked his watch.
Quitting time.
He had given them a heads-up outside earlier, but if he dragged this out much longer, people were going to start wondering. What kind of interview lasted several hours...?
"Hngh..."
With his cock still halfway inside her, Suhee let out a breath and looked up at him. Honestly, it still wasn't enough. The slick, cum-soaked space between her thighs wanted more.
She reached out and started undoing the buttons of Manager Lee Cheongjun's shirt.
"Wha—"
He hesitated, and in that sliver of indecision she was already coming back in. He froze. Her slender fingers slipped between the opened buttons and shyly stroked his bare skin.
"Suhee..."
"Haa... Manager, I want more. I... more."
Through the gap in his unbuttoned shirt, Suhee pushed herself up and buried her face against his chest. It was awkward with his cock still buried inside her, but she stuck out her tongue and licked him.
"Kh."
A man's chest could be a weak point too. The cock lodged between Suhee's legs had been starting to soften — and then he felt the blood rush back into it. As it hardened again, her tight, cum-slick pussy wrapped around him with a vividness that made his breath catch.
He gathered her up once more. The body that settled into his arms, against his chest, was so yielding and soft, and yet taut with elasticity. Because he was still inside her, she pressed flush against him from head to toe — so completely that he almost believed he would never be able to pull away.
"Hngh, it's so deep, Manager."
"Hah... Suhee..."
He hadn't expected to fall this far. Deciding he would simply have to work overtime, Manager Lee Cheongjun sat down in the chair she had been occupying, still holding her. Sitting face to face, her beautiful, heavy breasts were right in front of his eyes.
He latched on without hesitation and sucked hard. His cock clenched with involuntary force, driving deep against the innermost part of her.
"Hnnngh, nngh, aaahn."
Her nipples were already sensitive — and after taking his cum once, her whole body had wound itself even tighter. Suhee felt every pull of his mouth as keenly as he did. Because she was on top, his cock had sunk to the deepest possible point, and as it regained its hardness it packed her lower belly full. Matching the play of his tongue, her hips rolled forward and back as if she were dancing.
Her panties, shoved aside, and her torn stockings were a complete wreck. Cheongjun's clothes were no better. Nobody in that conference room cared.
Every time Suhee rolled her hips and stirred herself on his newly hardened cock, the load he had left inside her mixed with her juices and spilled down between them in a filthy trickle. The wet sound of it filled the room.
"Hngh, nngh, aaahn, ahn, aaahn, ahn, aaahn."
The electric jolt that shot through her with every roll of her hips made Suhee grab Cheongjun's shoulders with both arms. She locked him in place and shook herself even more wildly — not just forward and back, but side to side, even lifting her ass in little greedy bounces. With her nipple being rolled around inside his mouth, her vision started to blur.
Suhee, lost, grinding in a trance. Cheongjun could not help but be dragged under with her.
"Haah, I'm gonna... I'm gonna come again... ah, aaaah..."
A gush of fluid sprayed out of her around his buried cock.
"Kh, Su— Suhee... nngh."
Manager Lee Cheongjun was being overwhelmed. Suhee was shaking her hips like a woman possessed, and it no longer felt like he was fucking her. It felt like he was the one being fucked. Like a ravenous animal was devouring him.
It did not feel bad.
Being overpowered by a woman was a first, and the newness of it went straight to his head. A woman like this — he found himself thinking it was fine to be treated like a dildo. He couldn't help it. That perfect body. That staggering, bottomless lewdness. He was already looking forward to plenty more opportunities like this. And most decisively of all, it simply felt too damn good. It felt like his cock was going to be sucked clean out of him. Like he was being pulled, endlessly, into Suhee's pussy.
"Nngh."
Cheongjun wrapped both arms around her and crushed her against him. His dress shirt crumpled. Sweat from her body soaked into the fabric. Her supple waist arched sharply as she melted into his chest, and he could feel her pussy twitching around him, every spasm transmitted directly through his cock.
He couldn't hold back.
Cheongjun came again inside her cum-drenched cunt. He could not even remember the last time he had finished inside a woman this many times in a row.
"Haaaaah!"
Feeling her belly fill with heat once more, Suhee came again. She pulled his head against her as he licked the sweat from her skin, riding out the last aftershocks. The way he squeezed her ass, as if he were still a little unsatisfied, even struck her as slightly cute. The slick mess of her pussy and groin, the sweat soaking her entire body — it was telling her, all over again, that men really could not help themselves.
"So? When do you start, then?"
"Mmm... they said next month, actually."
There was nothing left to wonder about regarding the interview results. Cheongjun, who had stayed glued to her until late, was already as good as Suhee's slave. It was a post-sex reaction she had seen in men more times than she could count. Even as she straightened her sweat-damp clothes and peeled off her torn stockings, he still had not come back to his senses. He just stared blankly at her body, not even thinking to cover his spent cock.
"Well then, I'll be going first."
"Ah — what?"
"The interview's over, isn't it?"
"Ah. The interview... right. The interview..."
Cheongjun mumbled it like a man talking in his sleep. Suhee did not bother collecting her torn stockings. She just tossed them onto his cock. It was something she never would have imagined doing when she had first walked in for the interview — but by now, she was certain.
"See you again?"
"O-of course. Suhee. You did well today."
Her torn stockings, ruined with every kind of fluid. Cheongjun could not even bring himself to throw them away.
"Hmm..."
She did not tell Jeongun the details of how the interview had gone.
"Disappointed?"
"Well. A little, yeah."
"Come on. I'll still come by after work every day."
Suhee said it with a little smile, standing in the cafe as it closed up for the night.
"What? Manager Lee, why does HR need a new hire?"
"W-well, we've been pretty busy lately..."
After the interview, Manager Lee Cheongjun found himself busy in his own way. First he had to clean up the wrecked conference room, which meant he left the office late into the night. Then there were the people asking what kind of interview could possibly take that long, and having to dodge their questions — that was exhausting in its own right. And finally, getting Suhee assigned to his own team as the incoming new hire proved incredibly difficult.
There was really no need to put a new employee in HR.
"Huh... well, it's not that it's difficult, exactly, but..."
Since Suhee was not joining through normal channels anyway, it did not seem like it would be a serious problem. If anything, a somewhat closed-off department struck him as a better fit for her.
"I'd really appreciate it. She's surplus personnel anyway, right?"
If they were on the same team, he would have far more points of contact with her. A man who had already become her complete slave was not about to let an opportunity like that slip away.
It was not a normal way of thinking. This was a man who had always particularly hated any kind of noise or scandal at the company. But the thought of all the risky, thrilling things they could do in the same office — in the CCTV blind spots — was more than he could stand.
"Tsk. Fine, whatever..."
Having finally gotten what he wanted, Manager Lee Cheongjun returned to his desk. In a manner quite unlike himself, a sense of ease settled over him, followed by something that felt uncomfortably like pride. He had never imagined he would do something like this over a single woman.
"Hah..."
Even after cleaning the conference room the day of the interview, he had no idea how many times he had used Suhee's stockings once he got home. He would have liked to tell her to start immediately, but that was a step too far. That would have required her consent as well.
"This is gonna be good..."
"Sorry?"
"Ah — nothing. Let's get to work."
He had not told the other employees anything about what Suhee was like. But the rumor was already spreading, slowly, from the receptionist who had seen her on the day of the interview.