Chapter 1
“Why… here, instead of a hotel…?”
“Didn’t you write that in your novel, Haeju? That doing it only in hotels is boring.”
A dark meeting room instead of a hotel—it was a rather extreme choice.
Wooseok loosened his tie as he looked down at Haeju. Every time he moved his arms, his shirt pulled tight, catching glimpses of the firm muscles hidden beneath. At that sight, Haeju involuntarily gasped.
“So when is the lesson starting, Teacher? I’m ready.”
“What? I-I’m nowhere near qualified to be a teacher…”
Haeju had been working overtime alone in the office after everyone else had left for the day. She had only been waiting for him in the meeting room following the instructions of her team leader, Wooseok. Yet, he suddenly lifted her up, sat her on the meeting room table, and wedged his solid thighs right between hers. Because of that, Haeju’s neatly draped skirt rolled up into a messy heap.
When he firmly pressed his knee against her deepest, hottest center, Haeju flinched in shock and tried to pull her body back. But as if Wooseok had no intention of letting her go, he snatched her waist and pulled her even closer to him.
“But it’s true. You’re my dating coach. Isn’t that right?”
His tone was polite and formal, just like usual, but Haeju thought to herself.
That is not the Team Leader Cha I used to know.
She felt as though she were being dragged into his pace.
Ever since that day she unexpectedly got entangled with Team Leader Cha Wooseok, Haeju’s daily life had changed.
Spending her days being groped by her team leader under the guise of ‘studying’ in the meeting room, completely hidden from their coworkers.
While she briefly searched her memories, he slowly unbuttoned Haeju’s blouse. His large hand slipped straight inside and softly cupped her breast.
“The other employees wouldn’t know. That you’d be in a state like this in the meeting room, Haeju.”
“D-don’t say things like that…!”
“Why? You’re the one who taught me. Didn’t you say talking dirty makes women feel good? Is that not it?”
As Wooseok gently kneaded her breast with one hand, Haeju writhed and squirmed. The touch of his hands ravaging her body was simultaneously gentle and dense, making it utterly impossible to believe this was his first time.
Starting this strange relationship with Wooseok, her company’s team leader, was all because of the dating coaching. He had asked Haeju—who lived a double life as a romance novel author—to help him since he had never dated a woman before.
But perhaps the student was simply too brilliant. To say she was teaching him felt wrong; instead, Haeju was the one being dragged along by him. Even right now, unlike Haeju, whose clothes were in such a mess that she might as well be wearing nothing, Wooseok’s appearance remained flawlessly neat.
“Am I doing well right now, Haeju?”
“Yes, y-you’re doing well.”
Haeju’s conscience pricked her since she lacked experience herself to be giving feedback, though.
He wrapped one arm around her waist so she couldn’t escape, while placing his other hand on her breast, playing with the soft flesh as if it were clay. Then, he lowered his head, took a large bite of her breast, and began rolling his tongue over her nipple. He flicked and rolled it with his tongue, but soon after, he nibbled and chewed on it with his teeth. The variation was irregular, as if he couldn’t help but torment her.
From the rigid peak, a ticklish pleasure spread all the way down, soaking Haeju’s core. She was worried that her arousal might leak through her underwear—which was pressed against his suit trousers—and even wet his pants.
Anxious, she tried to push him away, but his solid chest refused to budge. She tried to close her legs by squeezing her thighs tight, but pushing away his muscular legs was equally impossible.
“Aht, j-just a moment.”
When she called out to Wooseok, he lifted his face from her breast and looked up at her languidly.
“Why, Haeju?”
Wooseok, who had playfully flicked her firmly erect nipple, asked while feigning ignorance. He teased and flicked the sharply pointed peak with his thumb and index finger, watching Haeju’s reaction. His cold yet lingering gaze, which seemed to observe her every response, heated Haeju’s body up.
“T-that… Can we stop here for today? Next time, we can continue… nngh…”
Haeju pleaded with Wooseok, desperately trying to ignore the sensation tickling her nipple.
“Don’t you think it’s already a bit too late for that?”
He pressed his lower body flush against her concave stomach and rubbed his hard, erect length inside his suit pants against her. The hard rod rubbing aggressively against her through a single layer of thin fabric bloomed an exotic sensation. Involuntarily, a strange, desperate nasal moan leaked from her throat.
“Hngh…”
Hearing her groan, Wooseok softly kissed Haeju’s breast. Then, the man’s hand that had been playing with her nipple slowly slid down, tracing along her ribs.
Passing her slender ribs, the hand reached her hips and slid smoothly toward her hottest center. Upon reaching the private area that was already twitching, his fingers dug smoothly straight inside.
“Mmh… you said I needed to find the G-spot, right?”
The fingers that entered her vagina swam around as if savoring the interior. His index and middle fingers moved inside, carefully exploring the vaginal walls.
“It’s warm. And soft… it’s tightening as if it wants to snap my fingers off.”
Does it feel good? Wooseok spoke, bringing his mouth close to her ear. Because his voice somehow felt like he was teasing her, goosebumps broke out across the nape of Haeju’s neck. Then, burying his face in her neck, he licked and sucked her skin as if savoring it.
“I… never taught you things like this.”
“I know. Strangely enough, I just want to bite you here.”
Even the things she had never told him. The ticklish sensation of his breath against her neck soon turned into pain as he bit into her soft, fair skin. Yet strangely, it didn’t feel painful. For some reason, it felt like he wanted her intensely, causing her core to tighten even further.
“Ngh…!”
Wooseok, who was slowly curling and rotating his middle and index fingers, soon found Haeju’s sweet spot.
With the corners of his mouth curving upward, Wooseok slowly and repeatedly poked the same spot, causing Haeju to throw her head back from the gradually accumulating pleasure. At that, the fingers that had been moving so slowly began to plunge in and out rapidly, like fast thrusting.
“Ah, aah…!”
However, the fingers that were making her feel so good stopped right before her orgasm. Haeju’s core grew even more desperate. I was almost there. She looked at him with resentful eyes, but Wooseok merely stared back at her while bringing his fingers to his own mouth.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Haeju?”
As if her arousal tasted sweet, Wooseok sucked his dirty fluids off his fingers, bringing a wave of shame washing over her. The humiliation dyed Haeju’s face a bright crimson, but her body was equally flushed.
“Why…!”
Why did you stop there, and why did you suck the fingers that were just inside me? There were many things she wanted to say, but they were all words she couldn’t possibly bring herself to utter out loud.
“Did I do something wrong? Then tell me, because I’m not sure what I did wrong.”
“That…”
If she were to point out his mistake as he asked, she would have to admit she was right on the edge. She would have to tell him that she wanted him to thrust inside her core more. Her core was throbbing and bursting with blood, and she couldn’t endure it any longer. For some reason, the corners of his lips seemed to form a faint arc, but Haeju’s vision was already so blurred that she didn’t notice.
“P-please put it in quickly. Haa, please…”
“Why? Tell me why you want me to put it in.”
“My lower part… it tickles too much inside…”
“Ah. Did you tell me to put it in when it’s… sufficiently wet?”
He teased and tickled the entrance with the fingers he had pulled out. The fingers moving between her folds made a squelching sound. Judging by the sound, it was beyond damp—it was completely drenched and seemed ready to take his member. Though whether she could actually take his massive member was a different story.
“Mmh… but I’m not sure. Is this sufficiently wet?”
“Wh-what? Hngh, you don’t know…?”
“Wouldn’t it be better for you to check it yourself, Haeju?”
“Yes…?”
Wooseok grabbed her hand and forced her to touch her own part with her fingers. When she confirmed the soaking wet texture with her own hand, an unbearable wave of shame washed over her.
“How is it? Do you think it’s sufficiently wet?”
“Nngh… yes… so, please…”
“I see. I guess it really is wet enough.”
He slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling down his zipper and drawers. At that, a rod-like phallus twitched as it revealed itself. Haeju involuntarily gasped at the sight.
He gripped his shaft and tickled the entrance with his fist-sized glans. Wishing for that thing to enter her quickly, Haeju’s hips kept lifting and sticking closer to him.
After enjoying Haeju’s reaction, he gripped her hips to prepare for insertion. The ferocious member slowly began to breach and plow through her inner walls.
Slowly, the member that twitched all the way up to her navel split open her interior, causing Haeju to twist her hips from a pain that felt as if her lower half were being torn in two.
Even though the insertion came after plenty of foreplay, the sheer volume was enough to take her breath away.
“Aht…”
With all the strength draining from her body, she slumped forward toward Wooseok and hugged him with all her might. At that moment, Haeju heard Wooseok mutter under his breath, unable to hold back his pleasure.
“Ha, fuck.”
Did I hear that right? It was the first time she realized her team leader was someone who could swear. His unusual demeanor sent a shiver running down Haeju’s spine.
“But, Haeju. Since I don’t know much about this.”
He grabbed her hips, pulled his waist back slowly, and then slammed back in with a thud. Her mind went completely blank, as if her cervix had been struck.
“Why do you taste so fucking good?”
“Ah-hngh…!”
A heat that felt as if it would burn her whole body down hit her. Haeju cried out in a high-pitched moan from the ultimate ecstasy. Though she had somehow ended up tangling her body with his after her shameful secret was discovered, he was, after all, the man she had been secretly pinning for.
