The Vibrating Egg: Oh Eunmi's Perspective (2)
"Haah… aah… the vibrations are way too strong… please, just turn them down a little…"
Unable to say a single word, Eunmi could only stamp her feet under the table, barely enduring the stimulation throbbing through her pussy. Her long, slender legs twisting and squirming beneath her made for quite the show for the office workers at the neighboring tables.
"What, the food not to your taste?"
"N-no… it's just… my diet, lately…"
Keeping the conversation going to distract her mind had stopped working the moment the food arrived. Once they began eating and the table fell quiet, Eunmi could no longer bear the pleasure welling up from between her legs.
Her juices were flowing freely, already soaking her panties through and through. If this went on much longer, they would seep clean through the back of her skirt.
"What does Eunmi even need to go on a diet for?"
The General Affairs Manager, blissfully oblivious, was making comfortable small talk.
"Well, they do say women diet 365 days a year."
Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo replied halfheartedly, pretending to eat while flashing Eunmi a wicked grin.
"Ahhh… that devil…! Haah… it's so humiliating…"
Cheolsoo wasn't even touching her, yet here she was, drooling pussy juice all on her own. Shame burned through her at the predicament she was in.
"Executive Director Kim seems to be cooking up something these days—know anything about it?"
"Him? What's he stirring up now…"
"No idea? He seemed to be huddling with the development team about something…"
"He'd inherit everything if he just kept his head down—why would he stick his neck out? Here's hoping he doesn't cause some disaster…"
"You don't know anything? You've got connections everywhere, Team Leader Kim."
The two men ate on, chatting away with perfect composure, but Eunmi couldn't force down a single bite with that jolting pleasure sparking up from her pussy.
"Excuse me… I need the restroom for a moment…"
The stimulation had grown too intense. Eunmi needed to escape, just for a little while. The instant she headed for the bathroom, a message from Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo landed on the phone clutched in her hand.
"What does he take me for…! Haah… but… it's too strong…"
At Cheolsoo's words, Eunmi burned with shame—and yet she had no choice but to obey.
Locking the door of a rickety old squat-toilet stall, she hurriedly hiked up her skirt and tugged down her stockings and panties.
"Haah…! I'm completely soaked, just like I thought…!"
Just as she'd expected, her pussy was in full flood. The juices spilling out of it had drenched her panties and were now trickling along the crotch of her stockings, all the way down her thighs.
"Nnngh… ngh…!"
Eunmi grasped the end of the condom holding the egg and drew it out of her.
Vrrrrrrrr…
The vibrating egg slid free of her vagina, dragging its buzzing head across her inner and outer lips. It had to be on maximum strength—the whine of the egg, now out in the open, was clearly audible. If anyone walked into the bathroom, they would hear it without fail.
Eunmi hurriedly unrolled a wad of toilet paper and wiped away the love juices soaking her thighs and outer lips.
"Ngh!"
The cheap, scratchy paper brushed across her clitoris, and a moan finally broke loose from her mouth.
She couldn't take any more. It wasn't even Cheolsoo's hand doing this—just a machine, and she was leaking like this because of it. Her position was mortifying, yet at the same time she desperately needed to do something about this overheated body, right now.
Eunmi's hand, still gripping the egg, drifted toward her clitoris.
Vrrrrrrrr…
"Aah…! Aaahhn…!"
The moment she pressed the egg against her clitoris, every moan she'd been swallowing came pouring out. Her whole body shuddered, and Eunmi was swept over a full crest of pleasure.
The alien fullness of the egg that had been sitting inside her since morning, and the vibrations Kim Cheolsoo had been dialing up all through lunch—her body, already burning at its limit, had no choice but to climax on the spot.
Cold sweat trickled down Eunmi's back. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she slumped against the stall partition, gasping for breath.
"Hah… hah… hah…"
She couldn't linger in the bathroom forever. Eunmi finally gathered herself, squatted down, and pushed the still-buzzing egg back inside her pussy.
"Nngh…! Aah…"
Thanks to the juices still flowing from her, the egg slid in far more easily than it had that morning, popping snugly back into place.
It wasn't a lie. Her legs had genuinely gone to jelly; she couldn't walk.
Eunmi barely managed to tug her panties and stockings back up. The panties, drenched in her own juices, clung to her unbearably, but there was nothing to be done about it. The smell of pussy seemed to stab straight at the tip of her nose.
At Cheolsoo's reply, Eunmi forced her legs to move and shuffled out of the bathroom. Having climaxed once, the stimulation somehow felt even fiercer. With every step she took, the egg inside her pussy rocked back and forth, its own buzz layered on top of the motion, working her cunt without pause.
"Eunmi, are you coming down with something? Why are you sweating like that?"
Watching her sink back into her seat, Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo played the innocent and struck up a conversation.
"You fucking bastard…! You know… everything…"
Eunmi clenched her teeth and managed an answer.
"It's probably just the hot food…"
"You've barely eaten a thing," the General Affairs Manager said.
"Exactly. Sneaking the tasty stuff all for yourself, huh… heh heh…"
Kim Cheolsoo flashed a knowing smile and tapped his phone. At once, the vibrations inside Eunmi's pussy fell silent.
"Phew… thank god…"
"Who've you been texting this whole time, anyway?"
The General Affairs Manager craned his neck, trying to get a look at the screen of the phone Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo was holding. Eunmi's heart lurched.
"Ah… just some people over at Chilsung."
"Do they not even eat lunch over there…? Say, Team Leader Kim—are you seeing someone?"
"Seeing someone, please… you didn't know? I'm married to my work."
While Eunmi sat there with her heart hammering, terrified the General Affairs Manager might have caught a glimpse of the vibration-egg app on that screen, Cheolsoo was smoothly steering the conversation wherever he pleased.
"Now that I think of it, why aren't you dating anyone? A young man like you… How about it—want me to ask around for you? What's your type?"
"Haha, come on… what type, really…"
"Don't be like that, just tell me. I'll see if there's anyone decent among my people or my wife's juniors."
"Haha… well… if I absolutely had to pick… someone hot and passionate?"
Answering the General Affairs Manager like it was all a joke, Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo let his eyes flick toward Eunmi as he said the words hot and passionate.
"Like me…? Someone whose body burns hot, like mine…?"
At Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo's words, Eunmi's chest gave a little flutter—and it felt as though her panties were growing damp all over again.
"A workaholic? You mean, like you?"
The lunch—where she honestly couldn't tell whether the food was going in her mouth or her nose—finally came to an end.
Thankfully, Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo didn't crank the egg back up to maximum after that. Instead, he left a faint, persistent hum running beneath her skirt the whole afternoon.
Five hours left until quitting time. Once she got off work, this humiliating version of herself—the one who crumbled at the mercy of a machine—would be over, and she could moan beneath Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo's cock and hands instead! Clinging to that hope, Eunmi endured the hum rising from her pussy.
"How on earth did I end up like this…?"
Even Eunmi herself couldn't say.
Ever since losing her virginity to the first boyfriend she'd had in college, Eunmi had fallen into sex fast and hard. Everyone always said the first time hurt—she'd never felt any of that.
Probably because she'd been masturbating like crazy since middle school—or so twenty-year-old Eunmi reasoned, as she tumbled headlong into a delirium of sex with her boyfriend. Then he enlisted in the army, and with no other outlet for her lust, she naturally drifted into the club scene.
Meeting every kind of man the clubs had to offer only fanned her hunger hotter. Every man tasted different.
She'd figured that out by twenty-one. One man had a cock she couldn't get enough of; another could make her soaking wet with atmosphere alone; another had magic fingers; another was gifted with his tongue; another was nothing but raw stamina, pure and simple…
Every man's way of fucking was different, and so was the pleasure he gave.
And thanks to that lesson, even when she had a boyfriend, Eunmi kept fuck buddies on the side.
After she started working, the job kept her busy and sex faded a little into the background—but she still hit the clubs every weekend, playing and partying as hard as ever.
She secretly enjoyed the way the men at the office stared at her, too.
As a contract employee she couldn't afford any strange rumors, so she was careful about how far she went with men—but the truth was her entire wardrobe was risqué by design, and after paying rent and living expenses out of her meager paycheck, there was precious little left over for new clothes anyway.
So she'd watch the male employees eyeing her body, quietly score them in her head, and carefully pick out who was worth playing with. Team Leader Kim Cheolsoo had never once made the list.
A creep, with a gaze and an attitude she couldn't stand…
And yet somehow, somewhere along the way, a single word from Kim Cheolsoo had become enough to leave her unable to move…
He knew exactly what Eunmi wanted. And precisely because of that, he never granted it easily. The moment she was about to tip over the edge, he would stop, leave her aching and desperate until she was clinging to him and grinding her hips of her own accord—and then he would dominate her in exactly the way she craved.
He moved like a man reading straight out of her head, carrying out the very fantasies she'd only imagined, then handing her pleasure beyond anything she'd dreamed up.
These days, Eunmi even thought Kim Cheolsoo was handsome.
And then there was the way she'd seen him throw himself into his work during that overtime session a while back—it had made her heart pound so hard she'd had to scold herself for it.
When he'd said his ideal type was a hot, passionate woman, her chest had even raced at the thought that maybe he'd meant her.
"I must be out of my mind… What's so great about that Kim Cheolsoo anyway…"
But even as she scoffed at herself in silence, after clocking out for the day, Eunmi's feet carried her—naturally, without a moment's hesitation—toward the motel Kim Cheolsoo had named.