After joining the company, this was only the third time Seo Ha-yoon had been to the director’s office. The first time was just a casual greeting, but the second time…
Remembering the second visit, Seo Ha-yoon blushed. He fanned his face with his hand, but the heat wouldn’t dissipate.
“I’ll be heading home now,” Seo Ha-yoon said, shouldering his bag as he stood up. The remaining two colleagues acknowledged him with a nod. Being the junior, he bowed and left the office, checking that no one was around before entering the emergency stairwell and walking up to the director’s floor.
Upon reaching the director’s office, he encountered Manager Kim.
“Good day,” Seo Ha-yoon greeted politely, as a junior employee should.
“He’s waiting. Please go in,” Manager Kim said, gesturing to the door. He knew all about Choi Sang-hyuk and Seo Ha-yoon’s relationship and likely what would happen inside. Embarrassment washed over Seo Ha-yoon, but he maintained his composure, bowed again, and entered the office.
“You called for me, Director?”
Seo Ha-yoon stood respectfully, greeting Choi Sang-hyuk, who was seated at his desk, flipping through papers. Choi Sang-hyuk gestured with his fingers, beckoning him closer. The mix of annoyance at being summoned for personal reasons and the undeniable sexiness of Choi Sang-hyuk behind the desk was overwhelming.
Seo Ha-yoon approached the desk step by step. Choi Sang-hyuk pointed to his side with his eyes, indicating where he should stand.
The reason Choi Sang-hyuk wanted Seo Ha-yoon by his side was clear. Suppressing a thrill of anticipation, Seo Ha-yoon moved to Choi Sang-hyuk’s side, maintaining a respectful demeanor. Choi Sang-hyuk turned his chair to face him and pointed to the space between his spread legs.
“Kneel,” he commanded.
“Director,” Seo Ha-yoon hesitated.
“Are you defying me, Seo Ha-yoon?” Choi Sang-hyuk’s tone left no room for disobedience. Seo Ha-yoon bit his lower lip and slowly knelt before Choi Sang-hyuk, bringing his face level with Choi Sang-hyuk’s lower body. Choi Sang-hyuk unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, then gripped the back of Seo Ha-yoon’s head, pulling him closer.
“Suck it,” he ordered.
“Ah… Director…” Seo Ha-yoon moaned, calling him “Director” even in this situation, signaling his willingness to play along.
“Either suck it, or pack your things and leave the company. Choose, Seo Ha-yoon.”
Choi Sang-hyuk’s low threat sent a thrill through Seo Ha-yoon. The choice was clear: either comply or face the consequences. Instead of anger, a wave of excitement coursed through him.
“Director, please…” Seo Ha-yoon begged, resisting the hand pressing his head down. But Choi Sang-hyuk was unyielding, pushing harder. Seo Ha-yoon’s arousal grew, and he reluctantly lowered his gaze, reaching out with trembling hands to pull down Choi Sang-hyuk’s underwear.
“Ah…”
Choi Sang-hyuk’s large, erect cock sprang free. The sight and heat radiating from it made Seo Ha-yoon’s mouth water.
“Get on with it,” Choi Sang-hyuk urged. Seo Ha-yoon shivered with anticipation, slowly opening his mouth.
He flicked his tongue over the tip a few times, making Choi Sang-hyuk’s cock twitch. Emboldened, Seo Ha-yoon took the head into his mouth, feeling the intense heat and hardness. The realization that Choi Sang-hyuk was so aroused just from looking at him sent a wave of excitement through Seo Ha-yoon, his own erection straining against his pants.
Slurp, slurp.
As Seo Ha-yoon began to suck in earnest, Choi Sang-hyuk leaned back in his chair, a soft creak echoing through the room. Seo Ha-yoon used every skill he had to drive Choi Sang-hyuk wild, each small gasp and tightening of his grip on Seo Ha-yoon’s hair sending shivers down his spine.
“Fuck, who taught you to suck cock like this, Seo Ha-yoon?” Choi Sang-hyuk growled, his voice laced with excitement. He was committed to the role-play. Seo Ha-yoon mumbled around the cock in his mouth, equally aroused.
“Never… I swear. Please, Director…”
“Shut up and suck,” Choi Sang-hyuk commanded.
Seo Ha-yoon’s hand had found its way into his own pants, stroking his erection slick with precum. The dual sensations of pleasuring Choi Sang-hyuk and himself were overwhelming.
“Are you touching yourself, Seo Ha-yoon?” Choi Sang-hyuk asked, noticing Seo Ha-yoon’s movements. Seo Ha-yoon shook his head, mouth full, but Choi Sang-hyuk pressed his foot between Seo Ha-yoon’s legs, grinding against his erection.
“Ah!”
“Such a lewd employee. Getting off on sucking cock. I bet you know how to take it from behind too.”
“N-no, Director…”
“Enough. Stand up and strip.”
Choi Sang-hyuk lifted Seo Ha-yoon’s head from his cock, signaling him to stand. Seo Ha-yoon withdrew his hand from his pants and shakily rose to his feet, feigning reluctance as he began to unbutton his jacket.
“Who told you to take off your top?” Choi Sang-hyuk’s voice was stern.
“…What?” Seo Ha-yoon stammered.
“You only need your hole, so strip from the waist down.”
“Ah…”
The humiliating command sent a shiver through Seo Ha-yoon, his erection throbbing in response. He bit his lower lip and slowly unfastened his pants, pushing them down along with his underwear.
“Bend over,” Choi Sang-hyuk ordered, gesturing to the desk.
“But, Director…”
“Do I need to repeat myself?”
Seo Ha-yoon hesitated before complying, bending over the desk, his bare lower body exposed.
“Looks like someone got a good pounding last night,” Choi Sang-hyuk remarked, his words laced with mockery. Indeed, Seo Ha-yoon had engaged in passionate sex with Ha Jun-seo the night before.
Seo Ha-yoon’s buttocks trembled.
Creak.
Choi Sang-hyuk rose from his chair, the sound making Seo Ha-yoon instinctively try to turn around. A large hand pressed his head firmly against the desk, not painfully, but with enough force to keep him in place.
Click.
Choi Sang-hyuk opened a desk drawer and retrieved something. The sound of a cap opening was followed by a cool, slick sensation on Seo Ha-yoon’s backside.
“Ah… no…!”
Realizing it was lubricant, Seo Ha-yoon tried to lift his body, but Choi Sang-hyuk’s grip held him firmly in place.
“Since you were thoroughly used just yesterday, there’s no need for much preparation. Feel free to moan; Manager Kim is outside if you want an audience.”
Choi Sang-hyuk’s threat sent a chill down Seo Ha-yoon’s spine as he felt the tip of Choi Sang-hyuk’s cock press against his entrance. He clamped a hand over his mouth, aware of Manager Kim’s presence outside.
“Ugh… ugh…”
The thick, hot shaft pushed into him, the sensation overwhelming. Seo Ha-yoon trembled with a mix of familiar pleasure and the thrill of the forbidden, the lubricant easing the way.
“No one takes my cock like you do, Seo Ha-yoon,” Choi Sang-hyuk murmured, his voice thick with excitement. The knowledge that Choi Sang-hyuk was equally aroused sent waves of pleasure coursing through Seo Ha-yoon.
“Ah, Director, you’re too big. Please, be gentle.”
Seo Ha-yoon instinctively chose words to further arouse Choi Sang-hyuk, feeling the cock inside him throb in response.
“Fuck, Seo Ha-yoon. You want to be fucked all night, don’t you?”
Choi Sang-hyuk abandoned the role-play, cursing as he began to move his hips forcefully.
“Ah… ah… Director, please… gentler…”
Seo Ha-yoon feigned pleading, fueling Choi Sang-hyuk’s excitement. The situation—being taken forcefully in the office—sent thrills through him. Even the thought of Manager Kim possibly hearing them added to the thrill. He felt utterly helpless in his own desire.
“Ah… ah… it feels… so good… Director.”
“Fuck, Seo Ha-yoon. You like this, don’t you? Huh? You like being fucked like this?”
“Ah… yes. It feels so good… ah… so good…”
Seo Ha-yoon moaned honestly, his voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. Each thrust hit the right spot, sending waves of ecstasy through his body, pushing him to the brink of losing consciousness.
