Secretly Meeting With My Boss - Chapter 47-1

So-young, startled and trembling, hastily stretched out her arms to Taekyung. Then she dug deep into his arms. Her little body was stained bright red.  It was when Taekyung hugged her with his bewildered face at her unusual reaction.

“Hic…”

Suddenly, a sob burst out of nowhere.

Taekyung lowered his head with a puzzled face. So-young, who had her cheek on her chest, sniffled and cry.

“Why are you crying?”

Taekyung was restless and wrapped around So-young’s face. A small face trapped in a large hand was filled with tears. When he saw her sad eyes, a reflective dull pain passed through Taekyung’s chest. He tried to soothe So-young without knowing why she was crying.

“Are you in pain? Is it because I can’t overdo it? If so, go to the hospital right now…”

“It’s not like that, no… Ugh.”

So-young shook her head and trembled. Then she said in a voice.

“Hic, I’m sorry…”

“….What?”

“Me too, hic, why am I… I don’t know if it was…”

“What are you talking about…”

“Why, Ugh, suddenly… I didn’t even realize that I came…… Ngh.”

No way.

A plausible assumption came to mind in his head, which was white with embarrassment.  Taekyung’s eyes met the wet sheet again.

“…….”

Do you think you made a mistake because you couldn’t overcome the excitement?

So-young never hides her sexual curiosity, but ‌he properly doesn’t know anything about it. It must have been the first time for Taekyung to experience something like this. Taekyung smirked at her absurd misunderstanding. She wondered how she would react if she confessed that the moment he ejaculated he was excited enough to sway her mind.

Tae-kyung, who held So-young, whispered in her ear.

“It’s not strange. You didn’t make a mistake. I loved it so much that my eyes were rolled over. Why are you crying?”

“Ugh, hic…. What’s that….”

“If you’re crying this sadly, I’m a crazy person for being aroused right?”

After Taekyung calmed down for a while, So-young finally stopped crying. Taekyung kissed So-young’s face all over the place. Her face, which was red and puffy, was so pretty that it put a strain on his heart.

“But then, hic, I’m really weird… Don’t you think it’s disgusting?”

“Didn’t you feel ‌you couldn’t stand cumming before? If you show it again, I think I can give you all my fortune.”

So-young’s expression loosened a little at Taekyung’s firm answer. Frowning, she glanced at the wet sheet and leaned her head back against his chest. Then, she took a glance and looked at Tae Kyung.

So-young looked carefully into Taekyung’s eyes as if to distinguish lies. Then she said to him as if she were testing.

“If that’s true…”

“…….”

“Kiss me.”

This woman is…… I think you’re playing with me.

A fierce desire was formed in Taekyung’s eyes. He swallowed So-young’s lips without hesitation. The breath left with the excitement was roughly mixed, and his penis, which had subsided, stood up tightly again. He coveted So-young’s mouth and pushed her to bed.

So-young hung on Taekyung and gently spread her legs.

* * *

She didn’t even remember how many times they slept together. It was well past midnight when she barely got out of Taekyung’s arms after being pushed to the brink of exhaustion.

As soon as So-young washed up and came out, she dropped on the sofa. She didn’t have the energy to lift a finger. Tae-kyung was still energetic. So-young stared at a handsome guy over the table and exclaimed with emotionless admiration.

He’s got good stamina….

He is really handsome.

Taekyung was wearing thin knitwear and comfortable indoor linen pants. Since the beginning of sex, his hair, which had never dried up, was still wet, and the robe, which wrapped his upper body loosely, dimly revealed the ideally shaped  of the body whenever he moved. She even thought it would be okay to use items that were on par with CH electronic home appliances.

“Are you tired?”

Taekyung, who approached So-young, held out a glass. She wondered what he was doing in the kitchen, but he seemed to have made juice. Fresh fresh orange nectar was filling the glass.

“Thank you.”

So-young, who rose‌, realized that she was thirsty only then. When she emptied the glass clean, Taekyung, who took it back, spoke in a trivial tone.

“Go to sleep.”

“What?”

“We drank alcohol and had sex. Wouldn’t it be more tiring to go home like this?”

“But…”

Sleeping at Taekyung’s house made her hesitate, even though she knew that it was not much different from spending the night together at the hotel. He smiled as if he had read So-young’s mind.