The Hottest Rumor Points to An Jihye
Her ass and breasts glowed red from how tightly I had been gripping them.
That pretty face was drowned in pleasure, painted over with pure filth.
My cum had flooded her pussy so hard it reverse-flowed, pooling white inside the dolphin shorts stretched across her thighs.
Paang—!
Brrrrrrrt—!! Brrt, brrt—!!
"Haaauuunn…!!"
"Hooooh…."
Even so I stayed buried behind Chu Yeonju, still crushing those massive cheeks in both hands while I pumped every last drop inside her.
And just like before—
…Tudududuk—
The overflow spilled out, dripping onto the dolphin shorts stretched across her thighs.
I eased my cock free.
Bulook—!!
"Hauk…!"
The sudden empty space let everything still trapped inside her slide out in a smooth rush.
Those thick ropes joined the rest with a heavy thudududuk, landing right on top of the earlier mess.
"Haaaah… aht, aaahnn…."
Yeonju's pussy was one thing.
I glanced down at my cock. It was glistening, coated in her juices and my own cum, every inch of it shamelessly filthy.
This…
"…Yeonju-ssi."
"Yeees…?"
I brought it straight to her face.
"Can you clean it with your mouth?"
"Haaaaah…."
Right now she looked more than ready.
Even with my cock still dripping her own wetness mixed with my load, Yeonju parted her lips in a dazed haze and took me in.
"Hauuup… chup, jjuup, haaaah… auuup, chuup, tssup, jjuuup… heup, hauuuup…!"
If anything she was hungrier than the first time she had sucked me earlier.
Shame and embarrassment had already burned away; she was moving on pure instinct now…
"Haa… fuck…."
Those eyes locked only on my cock, never looking away.
That nose flaring even though the air reeked of sex.
That tongue flicking out to lap up every smear of cum and her own juices.
Watching Yeonju suck me like this after I had already emptied myself so many times still made my cock throb greedily, already brewing the next load.
As if the second the threshold was crossed it would fire everything it had left.
Ssshk…!
And I was more than willing to help it along.
I quietly rested a hand on her head…
"Huuuup…!"
and pushed my hips forward, wanting to feel her mouth and throat even deeper than before.
Not the merciless throat-fucking I gave Park Eunseo—nothing that brutal.
"…Yeonju-ssi, use your tongue while you're like that."
"Chuuup… haup, haaaah… tssup, huuuh, haup, jjuup, tssup… chuup, tssup…!"
Just enough.
I held still so the head and a good stretch of shaft stayed nestled inside her mouth, then simply guided her on how to move.
Circle the tip with her tongue.
Hollow her cheeks and suck hard.
Drag the roof of her mouth lightly along the underside.
Keep doing that and…
"…Yeonju-ssi, I'm gonna cum."
"Yeeees…."
Kuk—!
Brrrt—! Brrrrrt, brrrt—!!
"Uuuuuh…!!"
I flooded her mouth the same way I had just flooded her pussy.
Even after I finished I kept my hand lightly on her head, a quiet suggestion that she swallow every drop I had given her.
Yeonju flicked a glance up at me, then—
"…Haup."
—gently licked the head while she gulped it all down in several long swallows.
When the last of it was gone she looked up with that soft, eye-smiling expression of a golden retriever waiting for praise.
"Haaaah…."
The next day.
I woke up next to Yeonju, ordered simple delivery food, and we spent the whole afternoon cuddling until around eight.
"…Shall we head out?"
"Yes!"
Just like we had promised yesterday, we were going for a drive to Incheon.
I didn't know the area well, but Wolmido seemed like a solid enough destination.
I set the nav with a few beeps, drove for about an hour, and parked along the roadside.
"Want to walk?"
"Yes!"
The golden retriever nodded so hard her long imaginary tail practically wagged.
It was a proper night sea.
Wolmido's glory days might be long gone, but even a rotting gizzard shad still has its name for a reason.
And with her right beside me…
"…It's been so long since I saw the ocean."
"Really?"
"I'm not kidding. Feels like two whole years. What about you, Jichan-ssi?"
"Hmm… now that you mention it, yeah. Probably years for me too."
"…We really only ever worked, didn't we?"
"Tell me about it."
With Yeonju next to me, even a beach full of rusted rides looked beautiful.
"…Do you like the sea, sunbae?"
"The sea? Of course I do."
"Then maybe this summer… during vacation, we could time it and take a short trip?"
"I'd love that!"
Holding hands with a woman this pretty.
Talking about things we both understood.
Making plans to come back again.
Even if this place had been a literal sewer instead of a half-decent night view, I still would have been happy.
We wandered the shoreline for about an hour before climbing back into the car.
Next stop: Yeonju's place.
It took a little over an hour this time; I pulled up in front of her apartment building.
"Today… thank you so much, Jichan-ssi."
"Hmm? Don't mention it. I wanted to come."
"But you drove the whole time…."
…Yeah, between yesterday and today I had put in a lot of kilometers.
Mostly because I was still high on the new car and pushing myself a little.
I could have played it cool and let her feel indebted, but I didn't want that with Yeonju.
"I just wanted to drive around after buying the car. I wanted to get out too, so please don't feel bad about it, sunbae."
"Mm… okay. Then I'll set a little of that weight down."
God, even the way she talked was cute.
"I'll head in first, Jichan-ssi. Drive carefully… see you tomorrow."
"Yeah. Go on in."
Yeonju said goodbye and stepped out.
I was punching my own address into the nav when—
Knock knock—
She tapped on the driver's side window.
"Jichan-ssi."
"Yeah?"
She motioned like she had something to say, then—
Chup—
"Hee, see you tomorrow!"
—gave me a quick kiss and scampered off into the building.
"…Hss, she's even more of a little minx than Eunseo."
The next morning.
First time driving myself all the way to the office from home, so I had no real sense of how long it would take.
The nav app could adjust for time of day, but I didn't trust it completely.
I treated its estimate as a rough guide and left the house about ten minutes earlier than it suggested.
After a little over an hour I pulled into the company lot.
"Faster than I thought."
About fifteen minutes quicker than my usual bus-and-subway commute—not arrival time, total travel time.
If I left at my normal hour tomorrow, who knew what would happen.
I'd try it then.
"Good morning, Deputy."
"You're early."
"Of course I am."
…When I walked into the office, Isuyen was already there.
The clock said nearly thirty minutes before official start time.
"Isn't that a little too early? You must be exhausted."
"It is, but… if I come right on time the trains are packed and it's actually worse. I just come early, get today's work lined up, have a coffee—it ends up feeling better."
I couldn't decide whether to feel sorry for her or proud of her.
Feeling that quiet pity for the youngest on the team, I sat down and started my own day—
"Yo."
"Huh?"
"C'mon."
—until Park Humin's cigarette signal came through.
I followed him out without hesitation, took the smoke he offered, and stuck it between my lips.
"Listen. I'm only telling you this because it's you, so keep your mouth shut for now."
"About what?"
"Your team."
"Our team? Not the whole department—just the team?"
"Yeah. Your team leader's looking real shady right now."
"Huh?"
Out of nowhere…
"…Ah, oh. Why? You hear something?"
"Just bits and pieces. Not a hundred percent yet, but the Planning Director's supposed to get the word today."
"What is it?"
"There's a rumor Team Leader 1's been skimming."
Park Humin was registered in the Office Romance Management App.
…Not that I planned on doing anything filthy with him—fuck no.
If the women registered in the app existed for my pleasure, the men I would register later would exist for my promotions.
Take Humin, for example.
A damn competent peer.
The most reliable friend I had in the company.
And a hilarious idiot… ah, fuck.
Anyway.
Because I was that kind of person to him, he freely handed me information that could get someone fired if it leaked.
"…Skimming what?"
"Still just a rumor."
"If he gets caught…"
"He's fucked. But your team leader's not exactly in a position to be picky right now, is he?"
"No, that doesn't make sense."
"What doesn't?"
"He's about to get—"
"Shh."
…Keep your voice down.
"…He's so scared of getting fired that he's skimming to build a safety net? That's way too reckless."
"Like you said, he knows better than anyone he's on the chopping block. What do you think he sees right now? Maybe he wants one big score before he walks out on his own."
"It's obvious he'd get caught."
"I told you—when you're in that spot you stop seeing left and right. Or maybe he just thinks he can get away with it."
"……."
Truth was, something about the team leader had always felt off.
…Looking back, that screw-up An Jihye made not long ago—was that something he engineered on purpose?
"…So where did you hear this?"
"Finance."
"Finance? Who? The director?"
"Uh… the rumor floating around says An Jihye is the most likely source."
Of course it was her.
I had been thinking about An Jihye, and now the person who supposedly sniffed this out was An Jihye herself.
"You're sure An Jihye found it?"
"I keep saying it's still a rumor. Just keep it in mind, and since we don't know how things will play out, keep your head down for now."
"Yeah… got it."
"If you're grateful, buy lunch today."
"Ah, okay."
For intel this big, lunch was the least I could do.
We quickly settled on a menu and headed back to our desks.
A little later, around eleven—
"Choi, Deputy, come here a second."
"Ah, yes."
The director himself called me over.
I stood right up and followed him into his office.
"It's not that there's a problem with you. Just… Yuseong Industries looks like they're trying to squeeze us."
And just like that, I was face-to-face with the exact story Park Humin had told me minutes earlier.