The Fall Begins (3)

"Hah..."

I'd run hard enough to soak myself in sweat. Who would've thought her office was that far from the alley where we'd met at lunch?

A glance at my watch put it a little past seven. People were heading home one by one, and the lights still burning in the building belonged, unmistakably, to the ones who'd stayed behind for overtime.

"Came all this way so you wouldn't get caught, huh?"

Still, the fact that she'd given me the company address meant a lot of the psychological weight had lifted. Or she was getting so desperate she couldn't even manage that much caution anymore. Either way, it was a good sign for me.

"Alright..."

The text had told me to come up to the sixth floor. Occupying an entire building this size wouldn't have made any sense, after all.

I eyeballed the sixth floor. Most of the offices had gone dark. Honestly, I wanted to walk in right now and finish what we'd started — but that would be gambling every point of Affection I'd stacked up just to push her Conquest higher.

And then—

My phone buzzed in my pocket. Once. Twice.

After two days of hammering that kind of overwhelming pleasure through her entire body, I might not be the one left wanting anymore. Barely five minutes past the time we'd agreed on, and the messages were already pouring in without a pause.

"Heh heh heh..."

While I waited for the elevator, I figured I might as well finish checking Han Su-ah's profile. Everything else would be unchanged. Affection and Conquest were what mattered now.

So that was it. I'd thought it was strange that messages kept flooding in even though the Affection cap quest was still running. Now I knew why.

Her Conquest had already climbed by three in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠meantime. The strategy I'd been half-neglecting on purpose seemed to have landed exactly as intended.

The elevator didn't stop at a single floor on the way. It went straight to six. The doors slid open with a cheerful chime, and not far beyond them sat a company logo, designed in clean black and white.

"...I've seen that somewhere."

It was a fairly big brand, as I recalled. If you pictured the market as a straight line with luxury on one end and cheap junk on the other, this sat a comfortable distance from the bargain bin — the kind of label whose designs actually got praised.

"So she was somebody famous."

But she's my slave now.

I snickered and peered through the glass. Beyond a wide, darkened floor empty of a single employee, a separate room sat at the back. A light was on, and I thought I caught a silhouette pacing inside.

The moment I opened the office door, the silhouette pacing the president's office jerked to a halt. Then a beautiful woman shoved the door open hard enough to take it off its hinges.

"Teacher...!"

"The elevator was backed up."

"That's a lie...!"

A face flushed red. A chest swollen enough to notice at a glance. Breath coming fast and shallow, over and over. She could try to hide it all she wanted. It was useless. The weight of our relationship had started tipping my way.

"I-if you're going to be this late, what am I supposed to— do you have any idea how long I wa— ah, no! That's not what I—"

"Hmm."

Going high-handed was the right call, I figured.

I strode up to her, caught her chin, and kissed her on the spot.

"Nnhh...!!"

She knew exactly how this worked now.

The instant my mouth met hers, Han Su-ah made a token show of pushing me away — then immediately tangled her tongue with mine. Unlike before, she was hungry for it, craving my saliva with real intent. Both arms wound around my neck as she rubbed those swollen breasts against my chest.

"Chup... mmph... hah... nnh..."

I broke the kiss and our eyes met. Her face tried to look away, shy — but her lower half had already figured out that this was the moment she'd been thirsting for all day.

I traced a finger down the waistline of the suit that cinched her so tightly and whispered against her ear.

"Your hips kept twitching the whole time we were kissing."

"Nnh... I-I don't know... it's all because of you, Teach— hyah?!!"

The same hand that had been stroking her waist closed around her ass, and her whole body gave a light, shuddering jolt. Her face went slack, her tongue slipped out just a little, and she came — a small, easy climax, just like that.

Maybe I should push a little harder.

"You filthy slut."

"Nnh..."

This would raise her Conquest too, no question—

The fuck?

What the hell is this now?

I kept the panic off my face and checked Han Su-ah's expression. Tears had gathered in the eyes of a face that had been melting with arousal only a second ago.

Ah, fuck. I screwed that up.

"Hhk...!"

Watching those tears well thicker by the second, I knew I'd made a mistake. But we'd come this far. All or nothing.

"Up we go!"

"Kyaa?!"

I scooped her up, one arm under her back and the other behind her knees. Fortunately my body had improved enough that I lifted her without any strain.

Even if this wasn't the right answer, I at least had to dodge the worst possible wrong one.

"Did that hurt your feelings?"

"Nnh... th-that's..."

"You're going to fall. Put your arms around my neck."

At the clearly gentler tone, the tears standing in her eyes settled a little.

Whew.

Cold sweat ran down my spine. The fact that Affection was intervening at all was definitely a good sign.

I kissed her on the cheek and whispered.

"I like a woman who's filthy and slutty and a bitch in heat — but only in front of me."

"...R-really?"

Han Su-ah settled into my arms as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her fingers fidgeting against my chest.

"You really... won't throw me away...?"

Huh.

Han Su-ah's eyes went hazy. The arms around my neck settled into place with growing certainty.

I had no idea what those two stats had just done to each other, but they'd clearly hashed it out on their own — and Conquest had jumped by a lot. As long as it helped me finish the quest, I wasn't about to complain.

Still carrying her, I stepped into the president's office and whispered against her hair.

"Then I won't throw you away."

Where the hell else was I supposed to find a woman this perfectly my type?

"Nnh..."

Once we were inside, I locked the door, and Su-ah went a little stiff in my arms. She could already see what was coming — in her head and in her body both.

I set her down carefully on the president's desk.

"Nobody's coming now."

"Hah... hah..."

I peeled her jacket off, slow.

"Nnh...!!"

I kissed the long, pale line of her throat and let her melt, bit by bit, perched there on the edge of the desk.

"Call home. Tell them you won't be back tonight."

"Y-Ye-rin—"

"She can study on her own. Tomorrow's her lesson day, remember? She'll be doing her homework."

It was a strange thing to say about a daughter cramming for the college exams. It sounded a lot more like a husband talking about the kid waiting at home.

"Hah..."

Only the white dress shirt was left. In the low light of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the office, the black lingerie beneath the thin fabric showed through — and the smell of a female who'd been working herself open all day thinking about me hung thick in the air.

I said nothing. I just took a firm grip on her shirt. She sucked in a sharp breath the instant I did, already knowing what came next, already wanting it.

And I gave her exactly what she was waiting for.

Riiip!!

"Aahh...!!"

I tore my fists apart to either side and ripped the shirt clean off the chest it had barely been containing. A pair of enormous, snow-white breasts bounced free, and the black bra straining to hold them only made the sway more obscene.

Bare from the waist up, Su-ah made a pitiful attempt to cover herself — but hiding that much volume with one arm was a lost cause. All she managed, against every intention, was to push those gorgeous breasts ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠into even sharper relief.

I swallowed once in the dim light. Then I reached down and undid my belt.

Thud.

"Ah...!"

Something thick and heavy sprang free, twitching. Su-ah let out a sound she hadn't meant to make, swallowed hard, and slid down off the desk to kneel in front of me.

"Hah...!"

She drew in a deep breath with my cock right in front of her face. I smiled and stroked her hair.

"Time to start your service, don't you think?"

"Hah... hah..."

Her slender fingers wrapped around me — slowly, and with some difficulty, given the size.