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I found myself back at the company after a year.
The skirt suit I’d put on after a long time felt awkward, so I straightened myself in the elevator.
Heejin had hastily quit her job due to a honeymoon baby, and thanks to that, she was now enjoying a happy life as a new mother.
She was so engrossed in enjoying her daughter, who had just passed her hundredth day, that she must have neglected her husband, because last night Shin-woo had expressed his disappointment.
‘You don’t even miss me when I haven’t been home for three days?’
Shin-woo had been working day and night to resolve a sudden defect discovered before a new car launch, pulling all-nighters for three consecutive days. Even though she sent him fresh clothes and travel essentials through his assistant and video-called him whenever she had a moment, Shin-woo still conveyed his sadness to Heejin.
Come to think of it, ever since she gave birth to their daughter, Hee-a, she had been diverting the attention she once showered on her husband to their child, so Shin-woo might have felt a void. Even after having a child, Cha Shin-woo’s attention had always been solely on Heejin.
Heejin had left their daughter with Madam Lee Ae-jeong and was on her way to see Shin-woo. Her husband had to work late one more night, and feeling sorry for him, she had packed a lunchbox full of food and stopped by her in-laws’ house. As expected, her mother-in-law seemed touched, saying that only a daughter-in-law would take such good care of her son.
In truth, it was Cha Shin-woo who was doing the grunt work at home, but somehow, she ended up cosplaying as a good wife and wise mother in front of her mother-in-law, feeling a deep pang of conscience every time she visited.
The cumbersome formalities felt burdensome, and to surprise Shin-woo, she subtly hinted to his executive assistant that she would briefly stop by the company.
Around lunchtime, as she entered the 35th floor where the CEO’s office was located, the quick-witted administrative staff seemed to have cleared the reception desk for Heejin, who had wanted to visit quietly.
She knocked twice on the CEO’s office door and went inside, seeing Shin-woo’s haggard face, engrossed in his work.
“All the secretaries disappeared for lunch, so what are you doing all by yourself?”
Although she had been video-calling Shin-woo whenever she had a chance, seeing her husband’s appearance directly, after he hadn’t been home for three days, made her heart ache.
She finally understood what her mother-in-law, Madam Lee Ae-jeong, meant when she always referred to her handsome husband’s face as ‘a face that hasn’t even had a bowl of gruel’.
She wanted to feed her husband. Was it a maternal instinct to always want to feed the person you love?
“How did you get here?”
“A CEO who doesn’t send his employees home is bad, but someone who doesn’t take care of himself is worse.”
Heejin hugged Shin-woo, who was sitting in the CEO’s chair.
“Did you pack a lunchbox?”
“Yes.”
“Why did you get your precious hands wet? It’s hard enough taking care of Hee-a. There’s so much food here.”
“Then what was that call about you feeling neglected?”
“I was just whining because I missed you.”
“Good thing I brought it. I didn’t know you were working without eating like this. I hope you never launch a new car again.”
“Are you telling me to quit the electric car business?”
“I’m just whining too.”
Heejin nestled in Shin-woo’s lap like a bride. As she reached out to set the lunchbox on the desk, she felt a hard, swollen blunt object beneath her bottom.
“Don’t think anything weird, and eat.”
“Not food.”
He flicked the buttons of Heejin’s blouse with his fingers.
“Give me your breast milk.”
Heejin, startled, tried to stand up, but she couldn’t overcome his firm grip on her waist.
“Are you crazy?”
“Why do you always ask that? Yes, I’m crazy, your husband.”
“Absurd.”
“Isn’t it about time you stopped being so shocked? Aren’t you tired of always being shocked?”
Shin-woo ultimately unbuttoned Heejin’s blouse one by one.
“Stop it.”
“Can’t you even give your breast to a husband who hasn’t been home for three days because he’s been working late?”
“What does that have to do with it? I brought you a lunchbox because I felt sorry for you, and you haven’t even opened it.”
“Exactly. My lunchbox is right here, so why did you prepare something like that?”
“You’ve been hanging out with Executive Director Kim Tae-hwan, and you’re getting more and more sly.”
“I was always like this. I was just hiding it because I was afraid of getting divorced.”
“Why aren’t you hiding it now?”
“Because I know you can’t divorce me with little Hee-a.”
Shin-woo finally reached behind Heejin and unhooked her nursing bra.
“At least lock the door.”
“Anyway, no one can come in without my permission.”
“No one can come in? I just came in three minutes ago, without permission. Stop it. What if a secretary comes in?”
“They’ll get a good show.”
“If only you couldn’t talk.”
“I told you to put your breast in my mouth so I can’t talk.”
Her bra rolled up, and her securely held breasts jiggled and spilled out.
Her already large breasts had swollen to an unmanageable size after giving birth.
Shin-woo took Heejin’s milk-filled breast into his mouth. Her husband, who had been spouting dirty talk without losing a single word, was silent now that he actually had her breast in his mouth.
Heejin stroked Shin-woo’s hair and looked down at her husband sucking her breast.
To think her husband, burying his face in her breast, looked like a puppy searching for its mother’s milk. Could a husband sucking breast milk be this cute and lovely?
The rose-colored glasses that clouded Song Heejin’s eyes hadn’t disappeared even after giving birth to a child. Cha Shin-woo wasn’t the only one who was crazy. Song Heejin, who was content feeding her husband breast milk, was truly crazy.
Slurp, suck, smack.
Lacteal fluid flowed down her husband’s perfect lips. Heejin pulled out a tissue and wiped his chin to prevent breast milk from getting on his suit.
Heejin’s hands, wiping around her husband’s mouth as if she were nursing Hee-a, were surprisingly deft for a novice mother.
“Delicious.”
“Are you done?”
“Done with what? Give me your pussy too.”
Heejin pushed her husband’s face away, but his hand was already between her legs.
“Hah, don’t.”
“You brought something delicious and now you’re telling me not to eat it?”
“How am I supposed to go home looking like this?”
“How else? We’ll just go together in my car.”
“Aren’t you working late tonight?”
“I was just about to go home.”
Heejin frowned. He had clearly said he would work late one more day, but now he was just about to go home.
“But why did you tell me you were working late one more day?”
“I was trying to surprise you, but you didn’t give me a chance.”
“Hmm.”
Shin-woo put his hand into her panties and pushed his finger into her center without any warm-up. As if waiting, he put Heejin’s nipple into his mouth again and began to suck. A thrilling stimulation spread through her as he sucked her nipple with strong pressure while simultaneously poking her inner wall.
Rolling the unusually plump nodule in his mouth, Shin-woo rubbed his tongue against her skin.
“Hmm, ahh.”
She couldn’t tell if she was getting wet from Shin-woo’s mouthplay on her breast or from his hand fiddling below.
Heejin, whose nipples were already an erogenous zone, felt her entire body tingle with pleasure at just her husband’s breath after giving birth. Her breasts, which felt almost sacred when nursed by her baby, oddly became obscenely erect in front of her husband.
Her aroused lower half opened wide like a door, and one squishy finger, which had loosened, now filled with three simultaneously.
“Ahhh, cock, I want cock.”
She hadn’t intended to do this at her husband’s company, but her body, trained by him, craved him.
“Was my darling hungry?”
“Uh, mmm. I’ve been starved for three days.”
“I’m sorry. Once this is over, there’ll be no more late nights or business trips. I was trying to feed our Heejin and Hee-a, but I didn’t feed this beautiful pussy.”
He opened his zipper and pulled out his heavily engorged cock, which was already throbbing with pre-ejaculate. Heejin slightly lifted her hips and brought his tip to her perineum.
“Fuck. You’re insanely beautiful.”
From her excited nipples, milk began to stream out without even being touched. White breast milk dripped onto his black suit, soaking into it.
“I’ll have our Heejin’s breast milk, and Heejin, you enjoy my cock.”
Shin-woo gripped Heejin’s thighs, adjusted their position, and applied force. The sensation of his formidable weapon penetrating her parted slit was chilling, yet a warm pleasure infused her spine.
“Hmm, mmm.”
Shin-woo sucked Heejin’s breast with all his might. Each thrust of his lower body caused her breasts to violently heave, spilling milk and soaking their conjoined bodies.
“Condom, gasp, get a condom.”
Heejin clutched Shin-woo’s shoulders, barely able to speak.
“Don’t have any.”
“Why not? Mmm, you always, gasp, carry them in your wallet? Ahhh, no, no lying. Ahhh.”
“Let’s cum inside.”
“Oh, no.”
“Why not? You don’t need birth control anyway since you’re breastfeeding.”
“My stockings are torn, ahh, and if you do it inside, it’ll be messy.”
“Just clench your pussy tight when you walk, and the cum won’t flow out.”
“Si, si-eoh, hmm.”
“Then I’ll just carry you. If you walk holding your pussy shut with your hand, it won’t flow out.”
Heejin hit Shin-woo’s shoulder wildly, but his thrusts only grew faster.
Thump!
His cock, persistently pounding deep inside, delivered a final blow and surged forward. The sticky semen, held back for three days, erupted like a fountain deep within her cervix.
“Ahhh, you bad boy.”
“Beautiful.”
Shin-woo sucked Heejin’s lips and finally sucked the very last drop of breast milk from her chest.
He pulled out his cock, which had been twitching for a long time after ejaculating, and covered her lower opening with his hand.
“Push. So it doesn’t spill.”
“It’s not working...”
Semen flowed out from her fully open core due to arousal. Shin-woo collected the semen in his palm and pushed it back inside her.
“Give me a tissue.”
“No thanks.”
Shin-woo lifted Heejin into his arms and strode towards the sofa. He looked down at his wife’s cum-soaked lower half and grasped his cock again.
“Stop it.”
“A full-course meal has arrived, and you’re leaving after just an appetizer?”
“Why are you so energetic when you said you worked late for three days?”
“Eating you gives me energy. I need to eat more.”
The moment he was about to lean into Heejin, the voice of his executive assistant, Kim Kyung-eop, came through the intercom.
-CEO, your meal is ready.
“Ah, damn it.”
Shin-woo bit back a curse and got up. Heejin, scrambling to fix her clothes, tried to erase the traces of their lovemaking, but she sank back onto the sofa as semen flowed down between her legs.
“Come in.”
When her husband, who had returned to his desk, answered through the intercom, Executive Assistant Kim Kyung-eop entered.
“CEO, I’ve brought your meal and the bouquet you asked for.”
Kim Kyung-eop, belatedly noticing Heejin, bowed his head respectfully.
“Madam, good afternoon.”
“Yes, good afternoon.”
Heejin tried to act nonchalant, but her disheveled hair and clothes made her feel self-conscious, and her face flushed.
“Oh, the smell. Madam, I apologize. I haven’t been able to wash properly after working through the night with the CEO for three days. I did go to the sauna, but the smell of a bachelor is severe, isn’t it? I’ll ventilate the office immediately.”
Only then did the strong scent of their lovemaking fill the CEO’s office. Kim Kyung-eop, apparently mistaking the pungent bodily fluid smell for his own bachelor scent, threw open all the windows in the CEO’s office.
Heejin glared at her husband, who chuckled at the sight, finding him annoying.
“Assistant Kim, you can have the takeout meal. I’ll be heading home with my wife now, so you can leave work at an appropriate time too.”
“I’ll have Driver Park on standby.”
“No, I’ll drive today.”
“You’re tired, and you want to drive yourself?”
“Yes. To take a drive with my wife.”
“Yes, understood.”
Shin-woo picked up the bouquet Kim Kyung-eop had brought and approached Heejin. Kim Kyung-eop, perhaps embarrassed by his boss’s apparent affection, bowed his head and silently left the CEO’s office.
“The surprise failed today.”
“You did surprise me. I never expected this at the office.”
Shin-woo knelt in front of Heejin, who was sitting on the sofa, matched her eye level to kiss her, then buried his face in her chest.
Although she was used to receiving bouquets every day, Heejin carefully held the flowers he offered in her arms.
“Thank you for coming. I missed you.”
“Now, give me a tissue.”
“No thanks. It’s a waste.”
“A waste? It’s a waste for your wife to use a tissue?”
“No, your pussy is precious. How dare you use a tissue, a block of bleach, on my wife’s precious genitals. I’ll clean it up with my mouth.”
“Get away, hmm, ahhh!”
Without a single struggle, Heejin again yielded her lower half to her husband. The fact that an employee was outside the CEO’s office added the penance of stifling her moans during their second round.
She must have gripped the bouquet too tightly in her effort to suppress her moans. The fully bloomed rose petals scattered messily on the floor.
Shin-woo, who had said he would go straight home, finally left the office with Heejin only when it was close to quitting time.
Employees glanced at their CEO, walking through the lobby hand in hand with his wife. Shin-woo seemed unfazed by the stares, observing his wife’s expression with every step he took.
His hand felt especially warm today. It was a happy afternoon, walking home.
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