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🕑 Added 2025-07-05 21:50:32 +0000 UTCEpisode 52: A Drunken Boss at the Motel...
Before I knew it, time had passed and the once lively team dinner was winding down.
As I watched team members begin to get up one by one, I glanced over at Jooyoung, who sat beside me.
Just as planned, she was almost completely out of it, slumped in her chair.
Her pupils were unfocused, and her flushed cheeks showed just how drunk she was.
“Team Leader, are you alright?”
Feigning concern, I spoke to her, and she slowly lifted her head to look at my face.
“Uuh. I’m fine. Not drunk at all...”
Yep, she was properly drunk.
Her slurred, tangled speech made me chuckle.
I stood up and gently but firmly took her arm to help her up.
As I’d confirmed when drinking with Mina before, no amount of alcohol really affects this body.
“Let’s get up, Team Leader. I’ll take you home.”
“I can go by myself, really? Hic.”
Jooyoung even hiccupped as she tried to shake off my hand, but a drunk woman’s resistance was nothing more than cute.
I used a bit more force and all but lifted her to her feet.
As I supported her swaying body, the heat and softness of her skin transmitted directly through my arm.
“Hey, Deputy Lee. Team Leader Kang doesn’t look so good-are you okay taking her by yourself?”
Just as I was about to leave, another department head asked me.
Still supporting Jooyoung by the waist, I gave a pleasant smile.
“Yes, of course. I’ll put Team Leader Kang in a taxi and head home right after.”
“Alright then, take care. See you next week.”
“Yes, good night.”
After a quick round of farewells and easily shaking off the group’s attention, I half-dragged Jooyoung out of the restaurant.
The night streets were still crowded with revelers and flashy neon signs.
Without hesitation, I led Jooyoung toward a dark, secluded motel alley near the restaurant.
As we entered the gloomy alley, the garish motel signs greeted us with bright lights.
Maybe it was the lights, but Jooyoung, nearly unconscious and leaning on my shoulder, frowned and mumbled.
“Ugh, this isn’t... I need to go home...”
“If you go home like this, your husband will just worry. Why don’t you rest here until you sober up, then go home?”
Already under suggestion and now with her judgment clouded by alcohol, Jooyoung accepted my plausible persuasion without much resistance.
She might not even have understood what I was saying.
I took her into a familiar motel.
The lobby smelled faintly of cheap air freshener and stale cigarettes.
I handed over my ID at the counter and got a key.
Thanks to having come here with Mina before, it all went smoothly.
She really has been useful in many ways-though I have no intention of forgiving her for everything.
I scanned the card key and all but pushed Jooyoung through the slowly opening door.
Once inside, I tossed her carelessly onto the bed.
“Ugh...!”
Jooyoung twisted with a short moan as she landed helplessly on the soft mattress.
But that was all-she didn’t even have the energy to protest or resist my rough treatment.
“Whew.”
It had been a long wait.
Finally, the time had come to have my way with this proud, difficult woman.
Here, there would be no interruptions, no prying eyes.
Tonight, I could savor her slowly and thoroughly.
Licking my lips, I approached the helpless prey on the bed, unable to hide my lecherous grin.
“Team Leader, you must be uncomfortable. Let’s at least take off your coat.”
Again feigning concern, I began to undress her piece by piece.
First, I took off her high heels and tossed them aside.
Then her form-fitting suit jacket.
And then the silky blouse.
With each layer of her social armor peeled away, exposing her hidden skin, my arousal grew hotter and my mouth watered.
“Ugh. Mincheol...? Is that you...?”
As I was undoing the third button of her blouse, Jooyoung suddenly opened her eyes halfway and called someone’s name.
Her husband?
At first, I thought she’d sobered up for a moment and tensed up.
“Ugh...? Mincheol?”
But looking closely, her eyes were still unfocused and dazed from the alcohol.
Mistaking me for her husband-this could be even more fun than I thought.
I didn’t bother answering and just grinned as I finished unbuttoning her blouse.
She squirmed as if ticklish under my touch, but didn’t resist further.
“You drank a lot tonight, huh?”
Pretending to be her husband, I asked, and Jooyoung replied in a dreamy, messy voice.
“Yeah... I just... got caught up in the mood.”
When her blouse was fully open, her voluptuous chest was revealed, barely contained by a provocative black lace bra.
After removing the blouse, I immediately moved to the zipper on her tight skirt.
With a zip, the skirt loosened.
Grabbing the waistband, I pulled it down, exposing her lower body clad only in underwear and pantyhose.
Her long, smooth thighs and the faint outline beneath the stockings stirred my lust.
Swallowing hard, I slowly ran my hands up and down her thighs, savoring the unique feel of the stockings.
“Ugh...♥”
When my hand brushed the sensitive inside of her thigh, Jooyoung twisted her hips and let out a sweet, nasal moan.
“You look really pretty tonight.”
“Mm... What’s with you all of a sudden...”
I whispered affectionately, still pretending to be her husband, and Jooyoung replied like she was talking in her sleep.
I didn’t know how her husband spoke, but it didn’t matter.
She wouldn’t notice anything I said in this state.
And she didn’t seem to dislike it, either.
“Shall we, for the first time in a while?”
At my blunt suggestion, Jooyoung frowned slightly.
“Mmm... I’m too drunk. Not tonight...”
“It’s fine. Just relax, I’ll take care of everything.”
Honestly, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I reached between her legs and tore open the crotch of her pantyhose.
With a ripping sound, the black stockings tore, revealing the black panties underneath.
“W-wait...”
Jooyoung tried to say something in confusion, but I ignored her and slipped my fingers between the torn stockings and her underwear.
At first, I gently traced circles over her soft skin.
“Mmm, it tickles...”
She squirmed and whispered.
Smiling, I found her clitoris and began to rub it gently with my finger.
The sensitive spot responded instantly, swelling hard under my touch.
“Ah, hngh...♥”
As I pressed and rubbed her clit faster, her breathing grew ragged and her moans grew higher.
“Ahh♥ Mincheol! Not there...! Hngh♥”
Her desperate, pleading writhing as she called her husband’s name only fueled my sadism.
I teased her most sensitive spot even more persistently.
Widening her entrance with two or three fingers, I stirred her deeply inside.
“N-no...! I’m coming! Ahh...! Ahh♥”
Jooyoung’s body trembled in a fine spasm as she was swept by waves of climax.
Just from my hand, she reached her peak, her face flushed and panting.
“Whew.”
Unable to resist any longer, I hurriedly undid my belt and pulled out my cock, now at its limit.
Pushing her panties aside, a string of clear fluid stretched from her entrance.
The glans, slick with precum, pressed against her wet, glistening opening, and I pushed in all the way without hesitation.
“Hngh?!”
Her eyes flew open at the sudden, rough intrusion, but it was already too late.
My shaft parted her hot, tight walls and plunged to the hilt.
I’d thought she’d be looser from the alcohol, but she squeezed me so tightly it felt like she was devouring me.
The sensation made me groan low.
“Ah, ahh!? It hurts...! It’s too big...♥”
She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, but I paid no mind and started moving my hips.
At first, I pretended to go slow to let her adjust, then gradually picked up speed, thrusting harder.
“Ahh♥ Mincheol... rougher♥ Ohh♥”
The wet, squelching sounds and Jooyoung’s breathless cries filled the motel room.
Still mistaking me for her husband, she clung to the sheets, unable to handle my relentless thrusts.
Tears streamed from her unfocused eyes.
“Mm?”
I was lost in the pleasure of ravaging her when, suddenly, a loud ringtone erupted from Jooyoung’s handbag on the nightstand.
There was no need to check who it was-at this hour, only one person would call.
“Tsk.”
Annoying timing.
I paused my thrusts and glared at the noisy handbag.
“Huh?”
Just then, Jooyoung’s legs twitched and wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me down toward her.
Surprised, I looked down at her as her slender arms wrapped around my neck and her drunken, teary eyes locked on mine.
“Don’t look away. Keep going, keep fucking me...♥”
Her words made my cock, still buried inside her, twitch on its own.
Even if she mistook me for her husband because of the alcohol, I never expected her to beg so blatantly.
Maybe all the suggestions I’d planted were synergizing with her drunken state.
Whatever the reason, her needy demand for my full attention set my dominance alight.
“Alright. I’ll be even rougher, just like you want.”
I whispered hotly in her ear and started thrusting wildly again.
Now completely lost to pleasure, Jooyoung moved her hips in time with mine, reacting like a wanton temptress.
The sounds grew even wetter and more intense, filling the room.
Thrust♥ Thrust♥ Thrust♥ Thrust♥
“Mincheol, kiss... Kiss me, please?”
She begged with hot, panting breaths.
So she had a needy side, too.
I gladly obliged, lowering my head to devour her plump lips and hungrily tangle our tongues.
Smooch♥ Chuup♥ Churup♥
The deep, messy kiss, mixed with saliva and alcohol, made her walls squeeze me like a bitch in heat.
Maybe because of her intense response and anticipation, I felt myself about to cum much sooner than expected.
“Oh, right. Condom.”
I realized I’d completely forgotten to put one on in the heat of the moment.
As tempting as it was to finish inside, unlike with the elf hypnosis, if Kang Jooyoung got pregnant, there’d be too many complications.
A ruined marriage with Park Mincheol, rumors at work, and more.
Even with the hypnosis app, dealing with each variable would be a headache.
Regretfully, I decided to pull out for the first round...
“Ugh?!”
But just as I was thinking that, Jooyoung pulled me down hard by the neck.
Then, with a slurred but unmistakably needy voice, she whispered in my ear,
“Inside, cum inside... I want to feel your cum again, Mincheol♥ It feels so good when you finish inside me♥ Okay?”
At the same time, her legs locked around my waist, refusing to let go.
This was definitely more than just a drunken mistake for her husband.
Maybe all the sexual desires I’d implanted in her with suggestion were exploding at once.
“Damn.”
How could I resist that?
The ringtone still echoed through the room, but it no longer bothered me.
If anything, it just made the situation even more exciting.
‘Whatever. I don’t care anymore.’
Letting go of my last thread of reason, I gave in completely to instinct and desire.
Thrust♥ Thrust♥ Thrust♥ Thrust♥ Thrust♥
“Ahh♥ I love it rough♥ Go deeper inside me♥”
With the climax right at the edge, I slammed into her cervix.
“I’m cumming, Kang Jooyoung...!”
Spurt♥
With a roar, I shot hot semen deep inside her pussy.
“Ohhh♥ I’m coming♥♥”
At the same moment, Jooyoung’s whole body twisted as she screamed in ecstasy.
Her inner walls squeezed me from deep inside, milking out every last drop.
“Haa. Haa.”
Panting, I collapsed on top of her.
To think I’d just irresponsibly came inside my boss, without a condom.
Not caring about the consequences, just indulging in pure, primal pleasure.
And the fact that all this was happening in reality filled my mind with a dizzying sense of wickedness.
…Once you taste this, you’ll never go back.
“Well, it’d be a shame to stop at just once. How about a few more times?”
I whispered softly in her ear as her body still trembled with aftershocks.
I’d already finished inside, so what difference would more make?
The night was long, and tomorrow was the weekend.
I started moving my cock inside her again, already hardening for another round.
The next morning.
“Ugh.”
Jooyoung woke up, frowning at the harsh sunlight and a splitting hangover.
Her whole body ached.
‘What happened last night?’
Groggy, she tried to recall the night before.
She remembered drinking with Assistant Manager Lee, taking shot after shot...
After that, almost nothing.
Did she even make it home?
But as her vision cleared, she realized she wasn’t staring at her familiar bedroom ceiling.
Old-fashioned wallpaper.
A faint smell of disinfectant in the unfamiliar room.
And when she saw the man sleeping peacefully naked beside her, she froze.
“...!”
Why was he here?
And why was he naked beside her?
“Ah, ahh.”
In that moment, fragments of last night flashed through her mind.
Being dragged to the motel by Hyunseong.
The feeling of him undressing her.
Clinging to him, mistaking him for her husband.
And the wild, shameful memories of their bodies joined in frantic sex.
The color drained from Jooyoung’s face as she went pale.
