The Pure Actress's Secret Instinct
Yoon Eun-jung was on the verge of panicking over the faint wet stain spreading across the crotch of her jeans when Namgoong Min slowly opened his mouth. He stood up to grab the documents lying on the table and bumped into it.
Clunk!
The loud noise made the table shake, and the coffee cup in front of Eun-jung tipped over toward her. In an instant, the full cup of coffee poured straight onto her.
Caught off guard, Eun-jung gasped and went completely silent for a moment. Then she looked down.
The spilled coffee had quickly soaked through her pastel shirt, the bottom of her vintage knit sweater, and right into the center of her jeans. The dark liquid seeped into the fabric, creating a massive stain.
Eun-jung stood there stunned. The mark she had desperately tried to hide was now completely covered by this enormous coffee blot.
The shock was clear on the CEO’s face. He immediately pulled out some tissues, rushed over to her, and apologized urgently.
His voice was full of concern. For a moment, she simply stared blankly at Min’s face.
A mistake?
The timing was far too perfect. A small thrill rose in her confused heart, along with a strange suspicion.
Could it really be a simple accident? Or…
One thought flashed through her mind.
What if he did it on purpose? What if he noticed the stain on my jeans and covered it with a bigger one?
Maybe this “accident” was actually a thoughtful gesture meant to ease her embarrassment.
When his kindness and consideration turned into the suspicion of Is this really for me?, Eun-jung’s shame transformed into a thrilling wave of gratitude. Her face was still flushed red, but now it held a complicated expression mixed with anticipation and confusion.
At the same time, the extreme embarrassment that had crushed her only seconds ago melted into relief. The tiny stain from her arousal was now completely hidden beneath the huge brown coffee mark. Her secret was perfectly concealed.
Did the CEO really notice my mistake? Did he see that I… got so excited I left a mark on my pants, and deliberately create this situation?
The thought that he might have seen her stain made her feel embarrassed, but at the same time, the thrill she felt was far stronger than the shame. And that suspicion and excitement poured fuel onto her growing affection for him.
He noticed my most humiliating moment and tried to protect me from it.
I still don’t know what’s really in the CEO’s heart… but it’s clear that he values me and treats me with care.
…As a woman.
Her flushed face was now colored more by excitement and intense anticipation than by shame.
Min looked down at her with a genuinely apologetic and worried expression.
His voice was low and urgent, yet still carried that gentle tone meant to reassure her.
Eun-jung nodded shyly, her face still deeply flushed. Her speech had unconsciously become softer and quieter.
Namgoong Min glanced down at her soaked knit sweater and jeans, frowning slightly.
He immediately opened the door to his office and returned with Eun-jung’s manager. Kim Jin-ho had heard what happened outside and entered with a flustered look on his face.
Min gave Jin-ho a brief explanation, then asked,
Kim Jin-ho scratched his head with a troubled expression.
Min thought for a moment before speaking again.
Both Eun-jung’s and Jin-ho’s eyes widened at the same time.
A shower room?
They were momentarily flustered, but on second thought, it wasn’t that unusual. Many companies provided sleeping quarters or shower facilities for employees who worked late. It wasn’t unheard of for executive offices to have massage rooms, bedrooms, or showers either. Considering that an entire floor on the twentieth story was dedicated solely to Namgoong Min’s office, it was actually stranger that they hadn’t thought of it before.
Still, understanding the situation and accepting it were two different things. A popular actress showering in her agency CEO’s private office? If word got out, it would be prime scandal material.
Reaching that conclusion, Jin-ho quickly stepped forward.
Eun-jung, on the other hand, looked surprised but wore a strangely expectant expression. It held both worry and anticipation.
Min raised his hand and continued in a gentle but firm tone.
When the CEO himself brought up the concerning part first, Jin-ho was left speechless.
But CEO… the fact that she’s showering here at all is already…
Leaving Jin-ho’s worries behind, Min turned to Eun-jung with a soft smile.
He pointed toward one wall of the office.
With those words, Namgoong Min left the office. The sound of the door closing echoed quietly.
The remaining Eun-jung and Jin-ho fell into a stunned silence.
Jin-ho muttered with his mouth slightly open.
Eun-jung looked down at her wet jeans and felt her heart pounding with violent excitement. The situation of showering in a corner of his office, the embarrassing moment from earlier, his considerate act of covering up her mistake, and the warm look in his eyes before he left—it had all happened so quickly that she gave herself over to emotion rather than rational thought.
Showering in the agency CEO’s private office was far more dangerous than any scandal she had faced before. But to the current Eun-jung, it felt like the most meticulous way Namgoong Min could protect her.
She slowly stood up. The wet, hot sensation between her legs no longer felt like shame. It felt like proof of the deep, intense feelings she held for Namgoong Min.
Jin-ho asked carefully,
She shook her head and smiled shyly.
After watching her for a moment, he slowly moved toward the door.
Once Jin-ho left, Eun-jung was alone in the office. She slowly walked to the spot Namgoong Min had pointed out and raised the roll-up screen. It wasn’t hidden in any secretive way—it was simply screened off enough that it wouldn’t be obvious from outside.
When she opened the door, a luxurious and neat space unfolded before her. A large dressing room, soft lighting, and the entrance to the shower stall.
The moment she closed the door and locked it, Eun-jung leaned against the wall and let out a deep breath. Her heart raced at the thought that she had stepped into Namgoong Min’s private domain.
CEO…
The air faintly carried his scent. The walls and tiles his hands must have touched. Along with the relief of being alone came an intense excitement at being trapped inside his territory. It enveloped her entire body.
Before stepping into the bathroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hand moved slowly. Feeling it tremble, she removed her soaked knit sweater and shirt. Then she unzipped her jeans, revealing her slender figure in nothing but a white bra and panties.
After catching her breath, she unhooked her bra. Her breasts, freed from their confinement, swayed softly. They were full and elastic, with pink areolas and nipples at their centers. The already stiff nipples reacted even more sensitively to the cool air.
Looking at her breasts in the mirror, she imagined Namgoong Min’s gaze on them and goosebumps spread across her entire body.
When she looked at her lower body, her white panties were already soaked through with arousal, practically transparent. The sticky fabric clinging to her swollen mound was undeniable proof of her excitement.
She slipped off her panties, fully exposing her sex. Her plump, swollen mound was a deep shade of pink, and the thin, petal-like inner lips in the center were slightly parted, glistening with moisture. The spread wings trembled faintly.
That trembling was her body’s honest reaction to her shameless fantasies.
She unconsciously reached down and touched herself, flinching at the burning heat.
Haa…
With her eyes closed, thinking of Min, she muttered as if trying to pull herself together.
No… I can’t do this here. I just need to shower quickly and leave.
She opened the door and stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower. Her pale skin glistened with water droplets, and her doll-like proportions moved gracefully. Her naked body reflected in the mirror looked even more sensual when wet.
She bent down, lowering her posture to wash her legs and her sex. In that moment, her firm, soft buttocks naturally spread apart. The cute little anus revealed between them became even more vivid as the water ran over the deep pink wrinkles surrounding it.
As the hot water flowed over her anus, the sensitive area twitched faintly in response. Just like the fluttering inside her pussy, the muscles around her anus trembled nonstop from tension and arousal. It felt almost as if Namgoong Min’s fingers were brushing against her there.
And that sensation grew far too intense to endure any longer.
Eun-jung paused the shower for a moment. The feeling of the hot water brushing her nipples and stimulating her pussy was driving her crazy. The constant fluttering deep inside her pussy made it impossible to keep her reason.
His shocking consideration and the memory of her soaked panties filled her mind. She had no choice but to admit that all of this was an uncontrollable desire for him.
I shouldn’t… not here…
Yoon Eun-jung! Have you lost your mind?! Masturbating in the bathroom inside the CEO’s office?
The last shred of reason screamed inside her, but her body moved in complete opposition to her mind. Or perhaps it was following her true voice.
In the end, she surrendered to the intensely rising sensation.
She leaned her back against the shower stall wall and moved her hand to her sex. She gently stroked the transparent, sticky arousal-soaked folds. A shudder ran through her entire body.
Without hesitation, she brought her index and middle fingers together and slowly pushed them into her slippery entrance. The moment her fingers entered, the muscles inside her pussy contracted sharply, squeezing them tight.
Imagining Namgoong Min’s cock, she began to move her fingers slowly. The combination of the hot water and the friction inside her made her breathing grow ragged. A suppressed moan escaped her lips.
With her eyes tightly shut and her body pressed against the shower wall, she increased her rhythm. Every time her fingers plunged deep, the tightening inside her amplified the pleasure.
This secret self-pleasure taking place in his space revealed her most shameful yet honest instincts.
In that brief moment of intense ecstasy, she desperately wished for a secret relationship with Namgoong Min to become reality.
Eun-jung’s head tilted back as she raced toward a breath-stealing climax. It was a violent act that contrasted sharply with her pure, elegant beauty.
As her body trembled closer to the peak, his name filled her mind completely.
Still leaning against the wall, she shook violently as she reached her climax. A hot gush sprayed out. Along with her ragged breathing, the arousal that spurted forth splattered against the shower wall and bathroom floor, leaving traces of her pleasure.
She collapsed under the shower stream, her body convulsing and trembling. Her soaked pussy had turned bright red and swollen, twitching violently as arousal and her juices continued to flow. Even the cute little anus between her buttocks fluttered, its tiny wrinkles seeming to breathe along with it.
Her mind was no longer ruled by reason, but by burning desire.
I want to be held… I want to be held in the CEO’s arms.
With her disheveled, sweat-and-water-soaked hair, Eun-jung’s eyes watched as the arousal she had released was washed away by the water.
Now… she could no longer stop.