Morning Kisses and Hidden Touches
Our company building has an overall rectangular layout.
A road runs straight through the middle, dividing the grounds into upper and lower sections. The upper area still holds the original warehouse facilities from when the company dealt in storage, while the lower section was expanded with land purchased from the president’s profits. He even built a new office building purely for show.
The central road is one-way. When large trucks arrive, forklifts load goods directly from the warehouses and the vehicles exit in a single direction. Because of this, the warehouse team runs a 24-hour shift system so customers can pick up items anytime, with staff split into two or three rotating shifts.
The warehouse business is already well-established and runs smoothly without issues, making the warehouse team the company’s reliable cash cow.
Thanks to the constant warehouse traffic, both sides of the company grounds remain open. A security booth at the entrance monitors access via CCTV, maintaining security and crime prevention.
There are four warehouses, A-dong through D-dong. A-dong is the largest, D-dong the smallest.
The one assigned to me is D-dong Warehouse. Before the company expanded, this building had been used as an office. That explains why its structure doesn’t feel like a typical warehouse, why the layout is oddly neat, and why it only holds smaller, lower-volume items.
Each warehouse has designated storage categories. Anything that doesn’t fit those categories, unsold dead stock, or outright trash gets sent to D-dong.
That made D-dong an unpopular post even among the warehouse team—an unwanted burden. When I first arrived, the others were quietly relieved to hand it over to me.
Of course, none of them expected me to actually turn a profit from selling off that junk.
Still, the visible results I produced earned me recognition as a proper company member rather than just a parachute hire, and I even managed to get one foot into the management team.
That wasn’t entirely a good thing, though. It only piled on extra work without giving me any real sense of belonging or better treatment.
People I already knew simply became a little friendlier. It didn’t bring any major advantages to my daily life at the company.
Anyway, that’s the situation on the upper side. The lower side consists of two main buildings and a parking lot.
The largest building is called the Main Warehouse, or sometimes the Main Factory. That’s where the newly expanded Future Apparel factory and warehouse operate. Next to it stands the three-story office building the president had constructed to flaunt his success.
The first floor houses the cafeteria. The second floor is mostly storage and meeting rooms, though the fashion design team’s office is also located there. The third floor contains the president’s office and all the administrative departments.
The office building was built far larger than necessary due to poor planning. While employees enjoy the spaciousness, the excessive empty areas create their own inconveniences.
One such problem is the second floor.
With most departments moved up to the third floor, the second floor receives little foot traffic. It’s divided into storage and meeting rooms, each department assigned its own section. One of the innermost rooms was given to me.
After successfully landing the Vietnamese buyer deal, I was told I’d receive proper recognition. Instead, they dumped management-team tasks on me and ordered me to stop meeting buyers in the warehouse. They assigned me a second-floor room that was supposedly both a meeting room and storage space.
It was originally a supply closet at the very back of the second floor. I had to clear it out myself and turn it into a usable meeting room.
After single-handedly organizing D-dong Warehouse, I was already used to cleaning. Whenever I had spare time, I moved unused junk from my new “meeting room” into the neighboring supply closet and tidied the space.
Thanks to that effort, the room was finally presentable enough to be called a meeting or reception room. It became my spot inside the office building—my own private room.
I started calling it my room, but I didn’t visit it often. The empty warehouse felt more comfortable, and everything I needed—computer, bed, all my belongings—was already there.
The room contained little more than a desk, chair, laptop for meetings, and some simple refreshments (all of which I had brought myself). Everything else was crammed behind the bookshelves I’d used as makeshift walls.
There was a whiteboard for explaining things to buyers and a mannequin for showing clothing samples, but nothing that made me want to linger or work there. On top of that, the room sat at the farthest, most inconvenient corner of the second floor. To reach the door, you had to walk all the way down the hallway.
The president’s family had hung oversized decorative frames along the walls to show off their vanity. Because of that ridiculous reason, the entrance to my room wasn’t on the main hallway but tucked against the far wall. That was another reason I avoided coming here.
I only needed to clean and organize before buyer meetings. Since no one else cared about the space, I could usually stay in the warehouse and only check on it occasionally without causing problems.
What were they expecting me to do with the random room they’d tossed at me? As long as I did my actual job well, that was enough.
Because I handled all my tasks without issue, I could spend my remaining time relaxing before clocking out, and no one bothered me about it.
Of course, most people at the company had zero interest in me and probably didn’t even realize how much free time I had. But Jeonghun and the colleagues I regularly ate with knew the truth and envied me.
I had cleaned up that messy environment, claimed a spacious area to use however I wanted, handled a reasonable amount of work, and left early. Even though the pay was low, the work-life balance was so pleasant that thoughts of quitting gradually faded.
Now there was also the budding thing with Eunhye, plus the after-work dinners with Sumin, Jiyeong, and the others. Company life had become quite enjoyable.
And starting today, a new event had been added.
All because of one very welcome visitor who would now come to my room at set times.
Chuup. Churup. Jjok jjok.
True to her word, Eunhye came to share a morning kiss with me from the very first day.
We both usually arrived early, so we met first in the parking lot. Even though it was a blind spot for the CCTV, Eunhye still wasn’t bold enough to kiss openly outdoors where anyone could see.
I knew the security guard—an old man who was the president’s acquaintance and often drank and slept in the booth—had turned off all the interior CCTV feeds and only kept the entrance and exit cameras active. So I wasn’t worried about the cameras, but Eunhye was.
After I explained the blind spots to her, I suggested we kiss in the parking lot, but she asked if we could do it somewhere safer instead.
Left with no choice, I went with her into the office building.
No one else had arrived yet. Eunhye disabled the security system herself, and we climbed the stairs to the second floor together.
Once inside the building, she no longer stopped my arm when it slipped around her waist.
The risk from CCTV was actually higher indoors, yet she seemed unaware—or perhaps simply relieved—and allowed the skinship.
Happy to be able to touch her, I stroked her hips as we climbed the stairs. She mentioned that she was usually the first to arrive and always handled the security system herself. We reached the second floor while she talked.
“The president banned the elevator. He said we can only use it when carrying heavy things or when guests are here.”
“What? That’s ridiculous. Seriously?”
“Exactly. So… I should come here at the start of work hours, right?”
“Yeah. I wanted to enjoy morning kisses outside, but we’ll have to make do. Come to the warehouse during lunch, though. That should be fine, right?”
“…Sorry. And thank you.”
“Don’t be. I’ll just handle management work here in the mornings from now on anyway. I can finish quickly and head to the warehouse, so it’s no problem. It’s probably better for you too, Team Leader. Fewer people will notice you this way. The route won’t raise suspicion, it’s close, the soundproofing is decent, and there’s no CCTV.”
“Right… Then I’ll see you later!”
“Okay. See you, Team Leader~”
After checking out the room that would become our morning kiss spot, Eunhye left with flushed cheeks. I stepped into the long-neglected storage-meeting room and cleaned the dust until she arrived.
The room that had suddenly gained a new purpose suddenly looked appealing. I tidied it with extra care, thinking of her visit, and before I knew it, it was already nine o’clock.
A little after 9:05, Eunhye knocked. She carefully opened the door, peeked inside, then entered and walked straight toward the desk where I sat.
I had been waiting, expecting her. I spread my arms in welcome. She approached hesitantly, set her things on the desk, and let me pull her onto my lap in the chair.
Unable to hold back after she came for a kiss as promised, I started kissing her without another word.
Jjok jjok! Chururup jjok jjok jjok! Haa. Churup!
That was the first round of our morning kisses.
Eunhye had clearly prepared herself. She accepted my kiss without surprise. I didn’t hide how much I’d been holding back and devoured her lips, sucking on her saliva greedily.
Our tongues intertwined, saliva mixing and being swallowed as the kiss went on and on.
As it continued, Eunhye’s initial awkwardness faded. She grew bolder, actively tangling her tongue with mine and wrapping her arms around my neck for a more comfortable position.
Her tongue moved more eagerly. Neither of us held back as we sucked at each other’s saliva.
Once I’d satisfied that craving, I moved my hands to lift her clothes, wanting to see her in a lewd state. While one hand stayed on her waist and hips, the other slipped under her top.
Eunhye caught my hand and pulled her body back slightly. We broke the kiss for a moment.
Still tightly embraced, she caught her breath and spoke.
“Haa… haa… What are you doing the second I walk in?”
“I couldn’t hold back once Team Leader arrived. Heh. Did I startle you?”
“Of course. Who wouldn’t be surprised when you just grab and kiss someone like that? But… um… doing it this intensely first thing in the morning is a bit…”
“Yes?”
“I’d rather you not… take off my clothes or underwear. And don’t touch me too roughly either…”
“Hmm… Why the sudden change?”
I was inwardly flustered but didn’t show it. Why had her feelings shifted so suddenly?
She might have had time to think while resting or spending time with her husband. If I pushed too hard, she could push back strongly. So I asked carefully.
“It’s just… if I get wet in the morning, it’s awkward. I can’t work with soaked underwear, and it’s hard to carry spare pairs every day… Could you understand?”
“Ah, I see. That can’t be helped.”
I nodded and withdrew the hand that had been reaching under her clothes. Then I lifted her from my lap and sat her on the chair beside me so we were side by side.
I pulled her waist close and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Eunhye blushed and looked embarrassed.
“Thank you.”
“It’s fine. I should have thought of it. I’ll hold back until we figure something out.”
“…? Figure something out? Ah! Jjok! Churup! Jjook!”
I started kissing her again before she could ask more. As she wanted, I kept things soft and gentle, simply holding her beside me while enjoying the morning kiss session.
Part of me wanted to say, “What does it matter if you get wet?” and tell her she’d probably get wet from kissing alone.
I wanted to strip her, make her stand against the wall, lick and finger her already-damp pussy until she came hard and trembled messily.
The thought of receiving a blowjob without any foreplay crossed my mind too, but that felt too crude and selfish, so I decided against it to avoid making her uncomfortable.
For now, I stepped back again. After wrapping up the light kiss session, we started working.
Eunhye fixed her slightly disheveled makeup and focused on work as if nothing had happened. We finished the meeting quickly, as we always worked well together.
Afterward, she glanced around nervously, wondering what I might do next, then hurried away. Our first morning kiss and the following work session ended just before ten o’clock.
I finished the extra management tasks quickly, left the office building before eleven, ate lunch, and met Eunhye at the warehouse for our second kiss session.
Jjook! Churup! Churup! Churup! Haa! Jjok jjok!
After brushing our teeth, we entered the hidden room and sat side by side on the bed for a light kiss.
Once the kiss ended without any further touching, Eunhye smiled contentedly without realizing it and climbed onto the bed to lie down.
She seemed to really enjoy lying on a bed at the company. She rolled left and right across the queen-sized mattress, laughing repeatedly. Finding the sight adorable, I got up, climbed onto the bed, and pushed her gently to one side before lying down next to her.
When I hugged her so she wouldn’t roll away, she pushed me back.
“Oh come on! It’s cramped~ You get out~”
“Aww~ There’s plenty of room! Besides, I bought this bed with my own money.”
“How petty. To think you’ve been using something this nice all by yourself! Let me use it too. You sit on the chair outside.”
“I’ll just hold you like this. Let’s stay like this for a little while, okay?”
“Tch. Only for today! And don’t get any weird ideas. We really can’t do anything at the company.”
“Yes~ I’ll keep my promise, Team Leader~”
“…You. You’re not planning something strange, are you?”
“Hahaha. Can I kiss you a little more?”
“…Just for a moment, then. Jjook!”
Still lying down, I pulled her into my arms and tangled our tongues again. Even though she’d protested, she clearly enjoyed kissing me. Her face flushed red, and the moment she finished speaking she pressed her lips to mine first—that was the cutest part.
After enjoying our second kiss of the day, Eunhye said she wanted to rest and fell asleep in my embrace. Before leaving, we shared one more kiss.
After finishing the few warehouse tasks, briefly contacting the Vietnamese buyer, and checking coin charts to pass the time, quitting time arrived before I knew it.
Evening.
At closing time, people poured out of the main warehouse and the office building.
Most headed for the commuter bus or the parking lot behind the office building. A few rode their own bicycles home.
Because of that, Eunhye walking toward D-dong Warehouse stood out, yet no one paid her any attention—they were all too focused on leaving quickly.
She arrived at D-dong right as the crowd was thinning.
Normally she would have gone to the parking lot behind the office building like everyone else, but starting today she had parked her car in the small lot beside D-dong Warehouse. So after work, she had to come this way.
This lot had originally been built for the president and his family’s cars back when D-dong was still an office. It could fit four cars in depth but only one car in width. The innermost space was piled with junk, so currently only two cars could park there.
Two parking spots. My car was in the inner one, Eunhye’s in the outer one.
Behind my car was an extra half-car-length of space I had cleared by removing the trash.
No CCTV. The front was blocked by our parked cars, the sides by the warehouse wall and the company fence, and the back by piles of junk. The space was completely hidden from view. Eunhye arrived there.
That marked the start of our third kiss session of the day.
I guided her to the bench I’d placed in the cleared space and sat her on my lap as usual. She naturally wrapped her arms around my neck and settled into a comfortable position. Then we began kissing.
Kissing outdoors at the company.
She had refused when I suggested it in the morning, but now that everyone had left, she seemed to think it was fine and didn’t object.
She must have decided to trust my words about the CCTV blind spot. After glancing around once, she followed my lead hesitantly. I smiled at her cute reaction, sat her on my lap, and started kissing her.
The moment our lips met, Eunhye focused intensely. She began experiencing the thrill of an affair kiss outdoors at the company—difficult yet not entirely difficult.
We mixed our tongues as naturally as we had many times before. While sucking on each other’s saliva, I moved the hand that had been around her waist.
My hand slipped inside her padded jacket and grabbed the hem of her knit sweater, pulling it up. Startled, Eunhye broke the kiss and caught my hand.
“Jjook!? J-Jinsu?”
“Haa… Team Leader. I’ve held back a lot today.”
“B-But doing this here…”
“No one comes here. There’s no CCTV either. And I already gave in twice today, remember? Now it’s your turn to allow it, Team Leader.”
“Haa… but… hngh.”
Eunhye tried to stop my lewd caresses. She hesitated for a moment after hearing my words, but apparently had no counterargument. Her grip loosened. I easily brushed her hand aside, slipped my hand back under her sweater, and firmly grabbed her breast.
When I squeezed hard over her bra, she gasped in surprise. As I continued with gentler touches, her breathing grew hot.
I kneaded her breast while watching her face. Eyes closed, cheeks flushed, she tried to ignore the shameful situation happening under her clothes. Seeing that she no longer tried to stop me, I knew she had given permission.
I released her breast, pulled her sweater up again, and continued.
“Now that you’re only going home afterward, getting wet shouldn’t be a problem, right? Or do you have other plans later?”
“Hnnngh… J-Jinsu…”
“It’s okay, Team Leader. Don’t think or worry about anything. I’ll take care of everything. Can’t you just focus on kissing me right now?”
“Haa… haa… Jjook! Churup! Jjok jjok!”
Eunhye looked at me with trembling eyes. In the end, she kissed me first. We began exploring each other’s mouths again while I started removing her clothes one by one, lifting them up.
I wanted to see Eunhye looking lewd.
Her sweater was pushed up, her bra unhooked on top of it. Her skirt rode up from my touch, exposing her hips, and her panties were pulled down.
In an instant, all her important parts were exposed. I began caressing her breasts and hips with both hands while holding her, then paused the kiss to whisper while stroking her trembling body.
“From now on, you’ll have to stay like this here. Understood?”
“Hngh! Y-Yes… I understand. B-But at other times…”
“Of course. I’ll do whatever you want then. Don’t worry too much. I always check this place thoroughly. Jjok! Churup! Jjok jjok!”
“Churup! Churururup! Jjook! Jjok!”
I easily obtained her permission and enjoyed the kiss while freely groping her body as a reward for holding back all day.
Besides caressing her breasts and hips, I also touched her clitoris and pussy, but I only teased her without bringing her to climax and ended our third kiss of the day.
At the end of the kiss, Eunhye stared at me with slightly dazed, dreamy eyes. When I told her it was over, she flinched in surprise and stood up to fix her clothes.
Even without direct touching, her pussy had probably started leaking arousal fluid. Seeing her disappointed expression, I decided I needed to work on making her completely mine. That marked the end of the first day.
And so began our company life with a secret affair that no one else knew about.
The first week passed without any special incidents—just the same routine repeating.
Having noticed Eunhye’s sudden reluctance, I didn’t push to take her further. I only enjoyed the promised amount of kissing time. Then in the evenings, with her permission, I stripped her and caressed her thoroughly to satisfy my own desires.
During that time there were no blowjobs, no clit stimulation, no penetration. It was like returning to the period before the after-work dinner where we had outdoor sex—just light touching to arouse her while strictly controlling any dramatic sexual release.
Would Eunhye be satisfied with this? I didn’t know. But because we shared these intimate moments every day, the subtle awkwardness between us disappeared. We definitely felt closer, and it seemed Eunhye felt the same. We treated each other much more affectionately than before.
The distance between us had narrowed far more than when I had only listened to her worries and concerns. It was noticeable both physically and emotionally. We could touch each other without hesitation and speak casually.
Because of that, Eunhye became even more defenseless when we were alone. I would sometimes surprise her with sudden pecks, grope and stroke her body while she napped during lunch, and watch lovingly as she threw herself into my arms without any guard.
As her wariness gradually faded,
In the mornings, while sitting side by side kissing, she allowed me to stroke her waist and hips over her clothes.
During lunch, even after our nap, she would stay in my arms kissing until the last possible moment before leaving.
And in the evenings, before we even started kissing, she would remove her underwear and lift her outer clothes herself, preparing in advance, then sit on my lap. The moment the kiss began, she wanted to be touched.
Less than a week after we had agreed to be careful, Eunhye was once again becoming more and more lewd.
Was it because we had already had sex multiple times that her mental barriers came down so quickly? Or was it because her unresolved sexual desire was making her restless?
I didn’t know exactly what Eunhye was feeling, but after enjoying outdoor sex she had clearly tried to reaffirm her feelings for her husband and draw a line with me.
Even while moaning hotly from my caresses, she subtly showed reluctance, saying she couldn’t go any further. Because of that, I hadn’t been able to push things as much as I wanted.
Eunhye, who had let her guard down and ended up having sex with me again. Even after inviting me into her home herself, she hadn’t refused my subtle sexual advances and had allowed sex in the marital bedroom. I couldn’t fully understand the complicated change in her feelings.
Perhaps she felt her trust in me—built over the past six months—shaken because I had taken advantage of her weakness? Or had she realized her own resolve was weakening?
She remained cautious of herself. While she allowed kisses and caresses, she gave off the feeling of pushing me away from anything more. So I adjusted my approach accordingly. I decided to treat it like taming a somewhat temperamental cat—approaching slowly and steadily from a distance.
Sex? Having sex with Eunhye was great, but it wasn’t that urgent anymore.
Now that Isul was back, I could relieve my sexual desires with her—she had recovered her energy and mental state. That let me approach Eunhye with a fairly clear mind.
Because of that, I could afford to be patient. Seeing Eunhye already giving off a lewd atmosphere after just one week, I believed that soon we would have sex again, and beyond that, she would eventually accept me of her own accord.
This period was just a short episode. Soon I would train Eunhye to my liking, turning her into my personal pussy like Isul—my woman. I felt confident about that.
Plus, the surrounding circumstances were also starting to work in my favor, giving me certainty beyond mere expectation. But that was my miscalculation—I had failed to properly understand the complexity of Eunhye’s feelings and mental strength.
At the time, I never imagined it would take so long before I could have sex with Eunhye again. I was simply congratulating myself alone in my own vain delusion that she would soon collapse and fall into my arms on her own.