Interview 4
Manager Lee Cheongjun lost himself completely as he fondled Suhee's dainty nipples.
Every time he teased and kneaded them between three fingers, her body gave a little jolt.
"Haaah… aahng."
Her endlessly sultry moans kept goading his cock. The inside of his briefs was already soaked slick with precome. It had been a very long time since anything like this had happened to him.
Suhee's flushed face, her chest thrust out as far as it would go, that slim, firm waist twitching with every spark of sensation—there was not a single part of her that failed to set his nerves on fire. He had never imagined things would come to this, and now he was drowning in her body.
"You're far too sensitive, aren't you?"
"Nnnh… I'm sor—haah… aahng…"
"Think you'll be able to hold it in during work hours?"
"Mmh… ah, if I can't… hnn… ah… what then… aah."
Suhee's legs eased farther and farther apart. Sitting face-to-face while her nipples were endlessly teased left her feeling strangely unmoored. The thought that they were doing this inside the company only sharpened the thrill racing through her.
Manager Lee Cheongjun's briefs were drenched with precome—and the inside of Suhee's panties was just as wrecked. With their bodies pressed close enough for him to keep toying with her nipples, her legs fell wide open, and the lewd cut of her panties showed clearly through her stockings.
"Your underwear is awfully slutty, isn't it?"
"Haah… ah… aahng, nnh."
"Do you usually enjoy wearing things like this?"
"Hhk… aahng, y-yes… yes… aahng."
"Something this filthy?"
While one hand stayed on her nipple, Manager Lee Cheongjun slid the other down onto Suhee's thigh. There was not a trace of guilt or hesitation in him. Cock stiff, he had clearly decided to feel her up as much as he pleased.
"Haakh…"
Afraid a louder cry might carry outside, Suhee forced the sound down into something closer to a sigh. The man's touch on her thigh sent a tingling jolt through her—and she could feel that hand climbing higher, inward. Her tongue kept wanting to slip free. She wanted to open her mouth and moan like a bitch in heat. In front of this man she had only just met—a man who might become her superior at the company—she found herself thinking she wanted him to fuck her like a dog.
Once the filthy thoughts started, Suhee's lust blazed without restraint.
"Hnn… aahng, if I came in dressed like this… nnh… every day, what would happen?"
"Obviously…"
Manager Lee Cheongjun's hand pushed between her legs. Through the stockings, his fingertips found the design of her panties—and the hot dampness with them. Suhee's pussy was soaked through.
"I'd have to inspect you. Every single day."
"Haah… yes… every day, nnh, please look… aah."
Each time the tip of his finger pressed down over her panties and dragged up and down, Suhee's hips bucked. Being made to spit out filthy words while her nipples were teased had been good enough—but once the direct stimulation joined in, nothing could top it. Her spasming waist rolled hard in time with the motion of his fingers. When he stroked down toward her lower hole she tensed and arched; when his finger climbed back up and brushed her clit, her hips snapped sharply.
"Ah-ah."
The motion pulled her nipple free of his fingers for a moment. Of course Manager Lee Cheongjun clicked his tongue and caught it again at once. He pinched the blood-swollen, hardened nipple tight and began rubbing Suhee's pussy in earnest.
"Hnn, aahng, ang, aahng."
Lewd moans poured out of her without end. With her left nipple caught in Manager Lee Cheongjun's grip and her pussy being worked, Suhee couldn't hold back any longer either. She lifted her right hand and began fondling the other nipple herself—white, slender fingers, just thumb and forefinger, pinching and pressing and rolling it in slow circles.
"Oh…"
At that wanton sight, Manager Lee Cheongjun's cock throbbed wildly. His suit trousers were too tight; it was unbearable.
Ziiip.
"Hnn… ah, that feels good…"
Glancing at Suhee's face, he eased his zipper down. The tip of his briefs, dark and heavy with precome stains, sprang free. The fabric clung wetly to his glans, outlining the blunt head of his cock in perfect detail.
"Haah… aah… nngh."
Suhee moaned as she stared fixedly at that cockhead.
"I-it's gotten… haah… so huge."
"That's because you're so filthy, Miss Suhee."
"B-because of… hnn… me?"
Slick juices welled until the shape of Suhee's pussy showed clearly through the cloth. Manager Lee Cheongjun answered while dragging his finger firmly along the cleft between her folds.
"Of course… it is."
Watching her twitch every time he stroked up between the mounds of her pussy, he found it nearly impossible to hold on. His cock felt ready to burst. He answered while squeezing her nipple hard, and he saw her waist shudder all over again.
"Haakh… shall I… hnn, help you… with that?"
"Shall we? We still have to check your practical skills, after all."
As if he had been waiting for exactly that, Manager Lee Cheongjun caught one of Suhee's hands and guided it toward his cock. Her upper body tipped slightly; her breasts swayed softly, and that beautiful face drew even closer.
"Well then, Miss Suhee. Your self-introduction has been more than enough…"
"I should just… haah… try it myself, right?"
"Of course."
The lovely hand that had been playing with her own breast closed firmly around Manager Lee Cheongjun's cock. Feeling that hard length still trapped in his briefs only made Suhee wetter between the legs. Her breasts, tipped slightly downward, remained his toys. Leaving her pussy alone now, he put his cock in her hand and freely groped both of her breasts.
"Haah… aahng…"
"Come on, Miss Suhee. Give it a try."
Suhee's hand began to move slowly up and down. She gripped his cock right through the briefs and stroked. The more precome oozed out and soaked the fabric, the sharper the stimulation Manager Lee Cheongjun felt. Even through the wet mess, he could feel the soft give of each of her fingers. For someone who looked so young, her handiwork was far too practiced—but he no longer had the presence of mind to notice. It simply felt too good. If he let his guard slip even a little, he was going to come just like this.
The thought that he was on the verge of fucking a college girl with a body this good and a face this pretty only wound his excitement higher. And if they could keep doing this even after she joined the company…
She's hired. No question.
The Manager Lee Cheongjun who had been seething with spite only a short while ago was already gone. Every thought of her being a nepotism hire, every plan to dig up dirt on her somehow, had flown off into the distance and vanished.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
The cock straining under his briefs felt ready to explode. Precome had clotted thick enough that the wet, sticky sounds of cloth against flesh were loud and lewd. And on top of that—
"Hhk… aahng."
"God, you're ridiculously sensitive."
"Aah, I'm sorry… aahng… nngh."
With both nipples being toyed with so obscenely, her juices ran until her panties were a slick mess. Even her stockings were getting wet.
"Haah… what should I call you… nnh."
"At the company, nnh, you address people by rank. I'm a manager."
"Hnn… ah, Manager… it feels so good. Aah, I'm sorry… hnn. Aah."
Suhee's hand slipped straight into the open slit at the front of Manager Lee Cheongjun's briefs. The muffled sensation through fabric was no longer enough. Her hand closed around the hardened shaft inside, and precome smeared thickly over her fingers.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
There was so much precome it almost felt like he had pissed himself; it slicked and rubbed all over Suhee's hand.
"Nngh."
"Haah… does it feel good for you too, Manager?"
"Nnh, it does… nngh."
"I want to… see more."
Suhee undid Manager Lee Cheongjun's belt buckle as well. While he floundered under her aggressive hands, his trousers and briefs were shoved down.
Thud.
His furiously hard cock sprang free into the open air. Manager Lee Cheongjun had never imagined he would have his cock out inside this conference room—but by now he was only sinking deeper and deeper into Suhee.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
Suhee took the much more accessible cock in her hand and stroked. The size was nothing to complain about; if anything, he was on the large side. Her soft hand glided up the shaft from base to tip, gathered a thick smear of precome at the head, and slid back down again.
"Hhhk—Miss Suhee."
"Hnn… it's so hard, Manager. Your cock."
"Nngh."
"Hard, and nnh so hot. All slick and messy…"
The hands that had been groping her breasts dropped away. The way she was stroking his cock felt far too good—better than jerking himself off by a wide margin. That pretty face, those pretty hands. Having her look straight at him with that face while her fingers worked his cock with such delicate care—how could it not feel incredible?
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
"Hhhk."
Manager Lee Cheongjun gasped for breath and slumped back against the chair, surrendering his whole body to Suhee. The stimulation racing through his cock felt so close to bursting that he locked every muscle and tried to hold on.
"Haah, aah… aah…"
Suhee's languid breathing. The thought of her joining the company and doing this for him every morning made Manager Lee Cheongjun's cock twitch again. He couldn't hold it.
"Nnh, Miss Suhee. Wait a second."
"Yes?"
"Just—I'm about to come."
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schliick.
Suhee was not the kind of woman who would stop just because he said that. If anything, making him come once was exactly what she wanted. Hot, sticky semen. It was a shame she couldn't take it in her pussy—but this didn't have to be the only round.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
"M-Miss Suhee…"
"Come for me, Manager. It's all right."
Her voice whispered the words—shameless now, lewd and firm. With every nerve already locked on his cock, Manager Lee Cheongjun couldn't register anything strange about it. He simply did as that voice told him: let the tension drain from his whole body and gave himself over to the pleasure surging through his cock.
"Khhn."
Spurt—spurt—spuuurt—
Semen boiled up and jetted out in several thick pulses, and under Suhee's unrelenting hand the rest of it came pouring out in full.
"Hhuup."
As if she had been waiting for exactly that, Suhee caught the come in her mouth.
"Hhhk—!"
A sensation warmer and silkier than any hand. The moment Suhee's lips and tongue sealed over his glans, Manager Lee Cheongjun's hips jerked hard.