Because You're Using Her
Splurt—!
Throb-throb—! Throb, throb-throb, throb—!!
“Hngh—hhnnngh…!!”
“Hooo…”
After finishing my third climax, I pulled free of where I’d been buried inside Park Eunseo, and she collapsed face-down onto the bed.
Of course, from her pussy…
…Gush—
…came a thick surge of the semen I’d just pumped into her.
Maybe because it was the third round, the load that had been packed deep inside her without either of us really noticing surged back out all at once—and the volume was considerable.
My cock, freshly pulled from her, was just as thoroughly coated: thick streaks of cum clinging to it, mixed here and there with the slick juices she’d been dripping the whole time.
She was already eyeing that cock with hungry little glances.
“Secretary Park.”
“Y-yes, Chairman… haaah… hnn, haaah…”
“You need to finish the job properly.”
“Haaaah… haaah…”
I moved up toward her face.
She really was pretty. Pretty enough to bruise a man’s pride. And that pretty face looked even better when it was twisted up from the pleasure I’d forced on her.
Fox-like eyes wet with tears. A neat little nose flaring with every ragged breath. A small mouth drooling spit. And that skin, which had started out pure white, was now flushed red from the rough sex.
Which also meant that after thrashing around in that deep pleasure, her body didn’t seem to want to move.
She was supposed to finish the job properly, just like her “Chairman” had ordered. Her small hands twitched and fidgeted, but no real strength came into them… Fine.
I could just haul her over myself.
Yank—!
“Ahk!”
I grabbed her ponytail the same way I had earlier and dragged her toward me. Her face screwed up tight from the pain.
It was a rough move, sure—but Eunseo liked it better that way.
So…
“Haaa… mmph, shlurp… mmph, suck, haaumph…”
Without a shred of hesitation, her face still drowned in pleasure, she took my cock into her mouth.
Her mouth really was on the small side. To fit me, she had to stretch her lips wide open.
And watching her suck me with her mouth stretched like that…
“Haumph, shlurp… mmph, haaumph, haaa… haa, haumph, shlurp…!”
Thrust—!
“Hooooomph—!”
…just made me want to torment her more.
I wound her ponytail around my fist and started using it like a handle. With my other hand I locked her head in place and used her mouth the way you’d use an onahole.
I yanked her head back and forth at speed. I drove my cock all the way to the back of her throat. When she started to choke, I held still—but I still left my cock sitting heavy inside her mouth.
It was rough. For Eunseo, it was hard and painful.
“Mmph, haumph, mm… hnnmph, ghk, haaumph, mm, hnnk, hnnmph…!”
…And that was exactly why she was so happy.
Because I was “using” her.
That was an undeniable fact. You only had to look at those fox-like eyes welling up with tears of joy every time my cock stabbed into her throat.
“…Eunseo.”
“Hnnn… mmph?”
I figured the roleplay had gone on long enough. I called her by her name instead of “Secretary,” letting her slip back into herself.
Because even without the act, Park Eunseo was plenty lewd on her own.
She answered my call and looked up at me with half-lidded eyes… and she really did look like a fox. Beautiful.
To that Eunseo, I asked,
“Taste good?”
“Pwah… haa… Jichan’s cock… haa… tastes so good… haumph, shlurp, mmph… haaumph, shlurp, mmph… haaa…”
True to form, she said it like it was nothing—that my cock tasted good. Completely shameless.
The cleanup was already finished. Even so, she clutched my cock in both hands like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted and shoved it into her own throat on her own.
When she ran out of air she pulled off, then gently licked my balls while her palm rubbed and squeezed the head—never forgetting that part either.
“Hoooo…”
Direct stimulation on the head made my lower belly tremble and a dizzy little breath slip out of me.
She’d clearly come back to her senses a bit.
“Hnn… feel good?”
“Yeah…”
She licked my balls and tried to tease me with that lewd little smile. Then, once her breath came back, she pushed my cock into her mouth again—starting from the head, taking me as deep as she could.
She kept working me until…
“Hoo… Eunseo.”
“Mmph, go ahead.”
The second I honestly admitted I was close, she sucked even harder, greedily chasing my cum.
I pressed down on the back of her head.
Throb-throb-throb—! Throb, throb-throb—!!
“Mmph!”
“Hooo…”
I flooded her throat with a thick, heavy load—really packed it full.
And in the middle of that, Eunseo was so goddamn lewd it almost hurt.
“Uuueehh…”
The moment I finished, she deliberately opened her mouth wide and showed me the cum pooling on her tongue. Then she closed her lips for a second.
“…Mmph.”
She swallowed with an audible gulp, then opened her mouth again to prove it was empty.
“Hweh… hee—.”
“……”
…That look was so hot it short-circuited me.
“…Nope. We’re going again.”
“Huh?!”
Park Eunseo had apparently decided she was just going to camp out at my place for the entire week.
The next day—Saturday—she suggested we go out and hang around together.
Well. No reason to say no.
“…When did you even pack that outfit?”
“Hmm? I brought it when I came over.”
A plain black sweatshirt that clung tight to her upper body. A brown mini skirt that rode just above the knee. And heeled sneakers that made up for her height.
Late April. A perfectly season-appropriate “girl-friend” look. She held her hand out to me.
“Jichan-Jichan, let’s go let’s go—”
“Ha, seriously…”
She was so relentlessly lewd I didn’t even know what to do with her.
I took her hand and we stepped out of the house together.
“You left your hair down today.”
“Hmm? Want me to tie it up?”
“Nah. Just wondering why you didn’t for once.”
“It’s a style thing. Style.”
With her hair down, it fell just past her shoulders, barely brushing her back. Ponytail Eunseo was pretty, but loose-hair Eunseo was pretty too.
But more importantly…
“…Whyyy—? Is Jichan sad that his little handle disappeared? Should this noona tie it back up for you—?”
“……”
Letting her hair down hadn’t made that lewdness of hers go anywhere. I’d only asked why she’d left it down, and she was already shaping her mouth into a little “w” and treating me like some kind of pervert.
Well. I was a pervert.
Smack—!
“Hnk!”
In that case, the polite thing was to act like one.
“Hey—hey…!”
Even if we were right outside the building, suddenly spanking her ass made her jump and look up at me, a little flustered…
“Hmm…”
“W-what are you looking at…”
…Why was that so hot.
Smack—!
“Hnn! Yaaah!”
“Whyyy? Doesn’t Eunseo like getting her ass spanked?”
“…Youuu, seriously.”
I mimicked her own teasing tone right back at her, and she let out a helpless little laugh and locked her arms tight around mine.
Her subtle curves pressed snug against my arm, and the perfume she’d put on slipped straight into my nose.
It suited her image perfectly—a sharp citrus hit that rose all at once. Right then it wasn’t even about the sexiness. It was just… Park Eunseo, the woman herself, flooding my senses.
So I stopped walking for a second. Checked around us. Brushed her hair aside.
“Snnnniff…”
“Yaaah…”
I buried my nose against the side of her neck and took a deep breath.
Yeah. Smelled good.
And…
Kiss—
“Hyeek!”
…tasted good, too.
“…You really are a pervert.”
“Says you.”
“……”
I shut up the look on her face that said she was staring at a genuine freak, and we got in the car.
Eunseo and I really did hang out like girl-friend and guy-friend. We ate sweet-and-sour pork and jajangmyeon together. We drank coffee at a café. We played around at an arcade.
And now we were on our way to a karaoke place.
Anyone watching might’ve asked if we were in that vague almost-dating stage. But every time, our answer would probably be…
“Huh? We’re just friends, right?”
Something like that.
What if someone from the company saw us like this—what would they think?
When I asked her that, she just rounded those fox eyes at me and flipped the question right back. The reason she could answer something that potentially sensitive without batting an eye was… well, obviously because of the Office Romance Management App.
To Eunseo right now, I was “a male friend way cooler than any other guy,” and I’d locked that relationship in place.
That single fixed “relationship” let the two of us keep acting like friends—and at the same time it worked as a shield so she didn’t find other men particularly appealing.
Using that as my excuse…
Peck—
…I gave her a light bird-kiss right at the entrance of the karaoke building, with our backs to everyone else.
Of course Eunseo went,
“What are you doooing—”
“What? Friends can kiss a little.”
“You’re insane, seriously.”
She didn’t hate it. Didn’t refuse. Didn’t even get annoyed. She just lightly smacked my arm and laughed like a popular girl-friend reacting to her guy-friend’s stupid prank.
We headed downstairs together. It wasn’t a coin karaoke—just a regular karaoke place.
Coin karaoke would’ve been fine too, but… honestly.
“You can go into room six.”
“Okay.”
I wanted to properly “play” with Eunseo here. And coin karaoke had too many limits for that.
First of all it was cramped. Because it was cramped, anyone outside could see whatever you were doing inside. And there were always people walking past, which was just annoying.
This place had decently sized rooms. If you sat right by the door, no one outside could see what you were up to.
A room café would’ve been fine too, but last time I’d gone with Chu Yeonju I’d decided room cafés were a lost cause.
“I’m going first?”
“Yeah. Go ahead.”
We stepped into the room I’d picked, and I watched Eunseo casually grab the remote.
“Eunseo.”
“Hmm?”
Tap-tap—
I patted the seat next to me while she was searching for a song, and she trotted right over. I slid an arm around her waist and listened while she sang some random ballad in that bright, clear voice of hers.
Eunseo’s voice was actually pretty nice to listen to. Thin. Warm. With a little bite to it. Even if her technique wasn’t anything special, that voice made the song sound good.
But that voice—
Squeeze…
[My… hnn!]
—turned lewd the second I grabbed a full handful of her breast, and that lewd little sound rode the karaoke mic and filled the whole room.
Naturally Eunseo went,
“Yaaah!”
—and complained that I shouldn’t do that… but she clearly had no idea how powerful that lewdness of hers really was.
So I figured I should teach her.
Slide—!
“Hnn!”
I shoved my hand straight up under her sweatshirt and grabbed her bare breast.
“What are you doing? Keep singing.”
“Youuuu…”
She must’ve thought I was just going to fondle her a little. She shot me a sulky look, then picked the mic back up.
But then—
Lick—
[My love… hnn!]
—I gave the side of her neck a light lick, and once again that lewd little sound rang through the room.