Even a High-Flying CEO Is Still Just a Woman
The meal unfolded in unremarkable quiet. It wasn't that my presence made anyone uncomfortable — Sul-ah just seemed like the type who ate in silence to begin with.
That aside, this really is fascinating.
I picked at my food and studied the two women at my leisure. Even a quiet meal has its scraps of conversation, and watching how they spoke and moved around each other told me plenty. I'd never been to Sul-ah's house, so I couldn't be certain — but the way she treated Yeon-hui was anything but ordinary.
It might sound strange to put it like this, but she looked after the girl almost like a daughter. And those eyes, especially…
Hmm. She looks at her that warmly?
No, no. I might be reading this all wrong. Maybe that was just Sul-ah's nature.
Either way, the woman on the receiving end of that warmth — Yeon-hui — gazed back at her no less fondly. A stranger walking in would have sworn they were mother and daughter.
Then they felt my stare and both turned toward me. Sul-ah smiled softly, speaking for the two of them.
"What is it?"
"Nothing."
"Now that I think of it, there's something I need to tell you."
She hesitated, then started glancing at my face, reading me in little flickers. So unlike her. What was this about?
"I'm going to be very busy starting tomorrow."
"How busy?"
"I'll be running around all day without a second to breathe."
Ah. So that was it. Fair enough — she'd always been a busy woman. I'd been dragging her around at my own pleasure, but she was the kind of person for whom even two days away would leave a real dent. She was the CEO of a company, after all. A major corporation, no less. If I kept hauling her around like this, things would start coming apart at the seams. And more than anything, she was in the middle of launching a new venture. The list of people she needed to meet was probably endless.
This was the sort of thing I ought to concede.
I let a little concern show on my face.
"If you're that swamped, I could help."
"Th-that's not it. I just need to stay this busy for about a week. Until then… just wait for me."
"Alright."
Her eyes went wide. She clearly never expected me to accept so readily. The surprise shrank away, and a deep smile settled over her eyes and mouth instead.
"Thank you."
"Just words?"
"Th-then… is there something you want?"
I leaned in toward the woman who suddenly looked so uneasy, winked, and said it plain.
"If you're going to ask a favor like that, you at least owe me a kiss."
"…You're really something."
She said it like she wouldn't — and then darted in, pecked me on the lips, and bolted right back. With someone watching, she probably couldn't let it linger.
Now that was cute. Heh.
I slid my gaze aside and found a certain young lady watching us with a very peculiar look on her face. Both hands pressed to her burning-red cheeks, she stared blankly — then whipped her eyes away the instant they met mine.
If Sul-ah's going to be busy, that young lady will be busy for a while too. Better to put that particular project on hold.
Wait. Come to think of it, there were those two as well. Kang Sul-ah's pair of problem children.
I worked a mouth that barely wanted to form the words, and made their names drip with as much affection as I could wring out of them.
"So what are we going to do about our Jae-sang and Ha-na?"
"Our…"
Sul-ah turned the word over under her breath. Her cheeks were coloring, little by little — the effect was working nicely. She turned her head toward me and spoke in a low, loving voice.
"I'll take care of Jae-sang myself. Just look after Ha-na for me."
Fair enough. The kid would be headed for the military or overseas either way, so I had no reason to meet him right now. That meant I could work the daughter as originally planned. As for the son, I'd just follow the manual depending on which path he picked.
"Once I'm free in a week, I'll set up a meeting for you."
"Got it."
And that was the end of dinner with the two of them. What with my hand finding Sul-ah's ass under the table whenever her secretary wasn't looking, the evening vanished in what felt like an instant.
I'd like to come again. The three of us, just like this. And if I ever got the chance — I'd make damn sure to finish next time. Though for that, I'd need to push things a lot further along first.
"Um… are you alright?"
"About what?"
On the drive back to the office, Sul-ah leaned to my ear and whispered, her voice pitched too low for Yeon-hui at the wheel to catch.
"…We stopped in the middle. It must be hard to hold back."
"So you do know."
She nodded. Apparently her ex-husband, once he got started, would not stop until he'd come — no matter what else was going on.
"Even if an urgent call came in… he'd say stopping halfway was agony, and he'd always finish."
What a son of a bitch. Agony, my ass. What was hard for me was sitting next to a woman this beautiful and not being able to take her — not failing to get off. I considered correcting her, then decided against it. If I just sat still, this would resolve itself nicely…
"Are you sure you're alright? Or should I finish you off at the office?"
"Do you have time?"
A face full of conflict. She wavered, then opened her mouth.
"The truth is… I'm extremely busy. I have to go home, give Jae-sang a proper scolding, clean up that whole mess, and then go straight to bed. I have an important meeting first thing in the morning."
Hmm. A decision to make. What to do.
If I pushed, she would accommodate me somehow. The fact that she'd offered the office at all was proof of that. But if I took one more step back here…
The Art of War called it retreating one step to advance two.
If I showed her something magnificent right now, wouldn't something enormous come back to me later? Then I'd endure it. It wasn't as if she was the one desperate here.
I drew a single breath. Then I acted with everything I had in me — as if love alone were enough.
"Sul-ah."
"Yes."
"For your sake, I can endure that much. No — if anything, I'm sorry I can't help you with your work."
A complicated expression crossed her face. Was there some angle she wasn't seeing? Did this man actually like her that much? Her eyes and her features kept shifting, unable to settle — I could read every flicker of it.
I leaned in and kissed her, slow and deep. Then I folded her hand in mine and held it fast.
"You…"
"Instead, we can video call sometimes… and if I really can't take it, I can come just to see your face at night. Alright?"
Under a voice and a performance poured from the soul, every last shred of suspicion and tangled feeling vanished. All that remained was a face undone by emotion. Sul-ah nodded and nodded, her deer-like eyes shining wet.
"Yes…! I'll be busy, but if you come, I'll make the time. I promise!"
"Sul-ah!"
"You…!"
A peck. A longer, wetter kiss… Success.
Even the CEO of a whole company wasn't anything special, huh. Seventeen years of an empty bed — and once she crumbled, she came down without a single thing to catch her. That's why married women are so easy to topple. Whether it's lust or love, desire only ever grows — and the loneliness grows right alongside it, until one little nudge is all it takes to bring them down.
In the end, even a high-flying CEO is still just a woman.
And men are no different. Just look at all those old bastards at the top, calling in young women and keeping them close day after day.
A moist softness lingered on my lips, along with a pleasant scent. She must have already rinsed her mouth thoroughly and taken care of every last bit of aftercare before we left the restaurant. The more I looked, the more perfect she was. Even at her age, she managed herself more meticulously than girls half her years. How truly delightful that she was my slave.
We forgot Yeon-hui was even there. We lost ourselves in each other's mouths, hands roaming. I reached out and settled my palm over her breast — a lush, generous softness, intoxicating against my skin. Her own hand dropped, rubbing along my cock through the fabric, and it swelled like it would burst, straining to tear free of my clothes.
"Yours got big…"
"Yeah. Whenever I'm with you, Sul-ah, it happens constantly."
"It doesn't do that in front of other women?"
"Of course not. It surprises even me."
Sul-ah's face flushed a deep red. Who wouldn't love that? Special treatment, slathered on this thick with honey.
She bowed her head. Undid my waistband. Drew my cock out — and took it into her mouth with a wet, eager suck.
"Sul-ah?"
"Slurp. Suck. Shh. Stay still. Let me get you off once…"
Fine by me. I turned my head. In the rearview mirror, a fresh-faced young lady kept stealing glances at us — then her eyes met mine, and she snapped her gaze back to the road.
Whew. I wanted that one too. What would it taste like, stacking her on top of Sul-ah — Sul-ah with her face buried in my lap, sucking away like this?
The CEO and her secretary, both at once…
Nngh. I could come from the thought alone.
Which meant I ought to start getting her used to the idea, little by little. I shifted on purpose, angling myself so the secretary could see every bit of the devoted blowjob Sul-ah was giving me. So that lewd expression — the look of a woman sucking my thick cock like it was delicious — was on full, perfect display.
Slurp. Suck. Slurp. Slurp.
Embarrassed as she was, Yeon-hui kept quietly peeking toward the back seat whenever she thought she could get away with it. I took Sul-ah's earnest service and pretended I hadn't noticed a thing.
For the rest of the ride back to the office, not a single word passed among the three of us. Only those obscene wet sounds, low and steady. The filthy noise of a woman as noble as royalty in this modern age, her face buried on my cock…
"Will you be alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."
I looked out the window. In the distance, a building rose like a colossal tower. Twenty minutes of sucking was never going to get me there, and I hadn't come. That was why Sul-ah was looking at me with such apology in her face.
I reached for her. And as a goodbye, before we parted, I drew her breast into my mouth and sucked.
"Nnh. Hahh. Th-that feels so good…!"
A chest I could genuinely get addicted to. I shifted and buried my face between both breasts, that soft, yielding plushness filling every inch of my senses. This was what a full, generous chest was supposed to feel like. I pressed my cheek against her and nuzzled there for a while…
Then I felt a gaze, and turned my head just enough to find the young lady in the driver's seat watching us with naked envy.
Heh. No need to be jealous, Yeon-hui. I'll be sucking on you like this soon enough.
I hadn't come — but we'd smoothed over every last scrap of leftover tension between us, and from the moment we arrived at the office to the moment we finally parted, we stayed pressed together, unwilling to let go. And Sul-ah no longer flinched, whether I groped her ass, kneaded her breasts, or even spread her legs and slipped a finger inside her panties. She surrendered her whole body to me, and whenever I touched her, she smiled. No — she even offered me her mouth, asking to be kissed.
This should just about wrap up the groundwork.
From here on, it was time to begin the real work. But the next stage wouldn't be possible for another week, so I had some thinking to do about exactly how I was going to cook her.
Then perhaps I'd head down to Do-hyang first thing tomorrow? By now, she would be feeling it too — that it was about time for me to come back.
But before that… I reached out to another woman. A woman whose insides had been burning for days with no word from me at all.
Well then. I'd found myself a stand-in to attend me tonight. Time to take out every last bit of lust I couldn't spend on Sul-ah — by pounding the womb of that madam who'd grown so deliciously vulgar.
Wait for me, Jeong-ah!
A massive cheating cock is on its way!