Extension

“What was that? Speak up louder please. I didn’t quite catch what you said.”

“I said I’m sorry Ms. Ahn, we’re not going to make the deadline. We need more time.” 

Silence befalls over the meeting room. None of your team members dared to speak. The only sound was that of the squeaky swivel chair on the other end of the table in front of you. It slowly turned around to reveal your direct boss, Ahn Yujin. She gives you and your team a cold poker face stare before she asks again.

“So you’re saying you need an extension?”

“Yes.”

Her face doesn’t change. She continues to stare daggers at you. You could feel the heartbeats of your team members going 100 kilometers an hour, but strangely enough yours remained calm. That is until she suddenly points to you.

“You. Stay. Everyone else, out. Go home.” Her voice was stern, you could feel that she knew she had all the authority in the situation right now. She knew you were a toy in the palm of her hands.

The rest of your team starts to file out the door as you stand your ground. Your eyes never leave Yujin’s, that is until you feel a hand brush against yours behind your back. You look over your shoulder and make eye contact with her, Wonyoung. You could see tears start to form in her eyes, guilty that she’s leaving you alone to atone for her mistakes. The biggest one being done at that moment, letting Yujin know about the two of you. Even if the interaction was only a split-second, Yujin catches on.

When the door was shut, only you and Yujin were left in the meeting room. No one can see what’s going on inside, nor can they hear. Yujin starts to stand up and walk towards you, which now causes your heart to race a little faster.

“So you need an extension. I thought you said you could get the project done in two weeks?”

“We had some… complications.”

“Complications, do you think our clients would care about complications?”

“We’re not asking for much, just another week.”

“Is she one of the complications you were talking about?” She went back to asking, ignoring your plea.

“Yujin—”

“Yujin? First you make us look bad to our clients, now you’re dropping formalities? Are you forgetting that we’re in the office?”

“It’s not Wonyoung’s fault.” You ignore her trying to correct you.

“You’re right. It’s not.” She stops in front of you before leaning against the table. “It’s the team leader’s fault for not being able to properly manage his team members. It’s the team leader’s fault for not being able to separate personal feelings from professional obligations. It’s not Wonyoung’s fault. It’s your’s.” She says as she shoves her finger into your chest.

“So now, because of your inability to remain professional, you not only tarnished our image for our clients, but are also shamelessly asking for an extension to fix your problems." Yujin summarizes the whole ordeal, while you’re forced to stand there unable to argue for you or your team’s sake. 

“Maybe I should just fire her. Nip the problem at the bud to stop it from growing any bigger.”

“Yujin—”

“Or maybe I should fire you. Messing up in front of our clients, insubordination, work place fraternization. All perfectly viable grounds for termination.” She lists it all down in a sing-song tune, clearly mocking you.

You’re unable to reply. Yujin was right. All valid points going against you. At this point, you were ready to take the bullet. Wonyoung– no, the team was your responsibility. All their mistakes were a reflection of your inability to handle them.

“You know what? I’m feeling generous today.” Yujin’s sudden declaration catches you off guard. “I’ll talk to the clients and get an extension.” You feel a heavy weight get lifted off your chest. You start to bow and thank her.

“Thank you Ms. Ahn. I–”

“Oh I wouldn’t thank me just yet.” she stops you from talking. “I said I’d get the extension, but I didn’t say I’d give it to you so easily.” She continues as she sits on the table. “If you want that extension, you’re going to have to earn it.” She spreads her legs, showing off her exposed pussy.

In hindsight, being under your ex (heh) was always bound to become problematic. It didn’t help that she would still pull you into the dark corners of the office to fuck (even after you’ve broken up). It also didn’t help that you’ve ended up falling for one of your own subordinates too, who just happens to be you and Yujin’s best friend. Calling this whole fiasco messy would be an understatement. It’s wrong. Fucked up on so many different levels. Yet somehow, it still feels so fucking right.

Muscle memory kicks in when you see Yujin’s exposed cunt. Your mind goes blank. In a matter of seconds, you’re on your knees in front of her and the table. Your hands were gripping her thighs, keeping them open. Your mouth and tongue find the familiar place of her pussy, kissing the surrounding areas and licking her folds like they were ice cream. Your lips brush against her inflamed clit before you start sucking and licking it. Your movements were robotic, nearly trance-like. You felt like the winter soldier. Activated, not by words, but by the sight of the exposed pussy of your ex, who was also your boss.

“God, right there! Just like that. Just like that!” Yujin didn’t have to say it. You’ve done this countless times that you already know which spots do what. Focusing on her clit gets her swearing like a sailor, her hands digging into your hair and pushing you deeper. Licking and nibbling on her outer lips has her loosen up, gets her wetter. She melts with your touch, soft whimpers and sighs escaping her mouth, relaxing her body in the waves of euphoria that your mouth was giving her. When you finally go in and explore her inner walls, she tenses up again. Her body curls in half, her fingers digging deeper into your skull. Her thighs snap around your head, constricting your movement— forcing you to continue what you’re doing. And as much as your brain and heart were telling you to stop, your body decided for itself to follow your boss’s orders.

It didn’t take long for Yujin to reach her peak. Again, you already knew your way around her. All it took was focusing on her inner walls before she unraveled at the touch of your tongue. You could feel her walls contract around your tongue. Her body starts bucking against your face, her lower lips grinding against your mouth. She lets out the loudest scream you’ve ever heard from her followed by a series of expletives and moans. It may have taken a few months, but you finally got the answer as to why she put so much money into making the meeting room soundproof. She didn’t want anyone else hearing the symphony of her orgasms. You continue licking, mouth wide open, trying to catch the dribbles of her nectar being released from her folds. 

Yujin rides out her climax while you’re left to be a toy to her whims. Her hands continue to push you deeper into her core. Her thighs squeeze you in place, stopping you from leaving. Her body continues to rock against your face, grinding your mouth and tongue deeper into her folds, prolonging her orgasm. When she finally lets up, the arch in her back dissipates as she lies down flat on the meeting table. Her chest rising and falling along with her heavy pants. Her hands and thighs finally let go of your head, allowing you to finally breathe after what felt like an hour. Your mouth and the surrounding areas were glistening with Yujin’s juices, evidence of the pleasure that you managed to give her.

As you slowly rise up to your feet, you’re greeted with the view of Yujin sprawled across the table. Her chest is still swelling with every breath. Her thigh high stockings soaked with the rest of her juices that you failed to capture with your tongue and mouth. For this moment, this exact split second, you thought you finally had the upper hand. You thought you finally had power over your ex. 

Well, you’re a fool to think that.

Even while basking from the throes of her pleasure, Yujin suddenly sits up. She grips your tie hard, still at full strength like you didn’t just tire her out, and pulls you in for a deep kiss. At first, you desperately try to keep your mouth closed. Her tongue laps at your mouth and surrounding areas, tasting herself and licking up the remains of her juices. Soon enough, she breaks your sealed mouth and pushes in. Your brain tells you it’s inappropriate. Your heart tells you it’s wrong. Both try to get you to pull away and stop. But your body? It tells you to continue. It makes you continue. You melt into the kiss, mouth fully welcoming her advances. Tongue dancing along with hers. Your hands gravitate towards her waist. Whatever semblance of control you thought you had was gone. At that moment, you’re her’s. And she knows it. 

Yujin felt your guards break down, and she enjoyed bringing the sledgehammer that did the job. Her mouth curls into a sly smile while you’re still kissing, her grip on your tie still firmly pulling you towards her. After a few minutes, she finally relents. She pulls away just slightly, barely a centimeter of space between your faces. You feel each other’s hot breaths escaping your mouths, crashing against your sweaty skin. At that moment, neither of you dared to move. Neither of you dared to speak. Silence grew in the meeting room, save for your labored breaths. It’s broken by Yujin, but only barely. She whispers against your mouth:

“Tell me that you missed me.”

At first you gave her a confused look. You were about to ask to confirm, but she didn't let you.

“Tell me that you missed me. Tell me that you missed my taste. That you missed the feeling of my pussy. The feeling of my soft lips on yours while you badly want them wrapped around your throbbing cock. The way I have complete control over you. Tell me that you missed me.”

That has to be your line right? The one you absolutely do not cross? Your heart and mind are already sounding the alarms. Sirens are going off in your head. They’re telling you to stop. Hell, they’re telling you to run. Yet, all these warnings fall on deaf ears as your mouth starts vocalizing on its own.

“I fucking missed you.”

Fuck. You’re fucked. Absolutely fucked. You’re also about to fuck, but again. You’re fucked.

Yujin’s smile grows wider when she hears the words escape your mouth. Her pearly whites finally gracing your sight. The sentence rolls off of your tongue so easily that it scares you. Did you actually mean it? Or are you just horny? Either way, Yujin gets her confirmation. You’re putty in her hands. Her own little plaything. And now? She wants to play.

She pushes you from the table, making you land on one of the surrounding seats. In a matter of moments, Yujin was kneeling on the floor, in front of you. A complete reversal of the earlier situation. You’re not sure if she shreds your pants with her black nails or just quickly undoes them, but somehow you find your lower area exposed to her. She pulls down your boxers, your raging hard on springing free. Her eyes light up, fire burning behind her pupils. The lioness found her prey, and now she wants to feast.

There was no point in foreplay. There was no point in teasing. Yujin knew what she wanted, what she’s been missing for the past few months. Now that it’s right in front of her, she doesn’t hesitate. She engulfs the entirety of your length in one motion. Her throat contracting around your member with ease. Others would be surprised with how she was able to do it without any problems, but not you. You’ve seen her learn how to do it. Taking you inch by inch, lower and lower until the first time her nose brushes against your stomach. You remember her barely lasting half a second with your entire length down her throat to it becoming a natural occurrence to her. She wouldn’t be satisfied with a hook up if you didn’t shoot a load directly into her throat.

Your head falls back in pure bliss from Yujin’s mouth. Your eyes tightly shut, letting the sensations flow through you. How tight her mouth is. The wetness surrounding you. The warmth that envelops you. You’re lost in pure euphoria when you suddenly feel your tie constricting around your neck. Your eyes snap open and your head is pulled back up. Your eyes meet hers, staring daggers straight into your soul. Even with the foreign object down her throat, she maintains eye contact with you. Ever so slowly, she starts pulling her head back up along your length. Every inch revealed is left with a glistening coat of her spit. She continues traveling up, freeing more of your dick from her throat. After an excruciatingly long minute of her teasingly letting your dick go, she stops and leaves the tip just on her lips. She starts kissing it, going around the mushroom tip and even kissing the underside. At this point, you’re a wreck. On the verge of breaking down. You shudder every time her lips make contact with your dick. You’re breathing heavily, gripping the armrests of the chair so hard that you almost break them. You’re doing your best to delay the inevitable, and she notices. All the little signs you try to hide from her, she notices them. Even with her lips still on your mushroom tip, they curve into a sinful smile.

Without any warning, without any hesitation, Yujin suddenly takes you entirely again. This time, she doesn’t pause. She starts relentlessly bobbing her head up and down, repeatedly taking the entirety of your dick into her mouth, making your tip hit the back of her throat again and again and again. The feeling from Yujin’s attack was indescribable. The sensations were making you lose your mind. The feeling of her warm, tight, and wet mouth repeatedly going up and down your member has you seeing stars. You grip the armrests even tighter, fighting off the temptation of grabbing her head. You don’t dare do that again. She has control, and she always will.

Even when giving her throat a rest, the rest of Yujin’s mouth doesn’t remain idle. When she releases you (making you think you’d have a few moments of respite), her tongue immediately takes action by licking your shaft up and down. She drags her tongue along the underside of cock, from the base to the tip where she swirls it around your head. She gives your balls some love as well, licking and darting her tongue around your most sensitive parts. Her hand wraps around you, continuing pumping you stiff. Soon enough, she goes back to sucking you off, but now alternates with licking you when she wants some rest. By now, your dick– no, your whole crotch has become a slobbery mess from Yujin’s actions, glistening in the office light with her spit. 

You were mistaken earlier, thinking that she wasn’t going to tease you. Because right now she is. Not in a slow and sensual way. No, Yujin was aggressively and repeatedly bringing you close to the edge before denying you of your release. She would take note of all of your reactions, those that she had already memorized from your time before, knowing when the right time was to stop. Knowing how to prolong your agony. You don’t know how long it’s been since she first started sucking you off, but it has been hell in heaven. You don’t know how you’ve managed to last this long, how she managed to control you this well. You’ve lost count how many times you were close to going off, but the impending feeling finally hits. The burn in your gut became unbearable, signalling the point of no return. You have no idea if Yujin knows, but you decide to warn her anyway.

“Yujin– FUCK! YUJIN I’M GONNA—” You don’t get to finish your thought. Instead, Yujin takes you entirely, again. Makes you go deeper than you’ve ever gone. When you feel your tip hit the back of her throat, you become undone. You lose all sense of yourself as you explode, stream after stream of cum shooting into Yujin’s waiting throat. She doesn’t move, doesn’t even flinch from your dick spasming inside her mouth. Instead, she stays still, letting the warmth of her mouth and the movements of her tongue prolong your orgasm. Soon, she starts bobbing her head again, agonizingly slow as she milks the rest of your cum out of you. You’re left as a groaning, moaning wreck. A series of expletives and curses escapes your mouth before devolving into incoherent mumbles. You let go of the arm rests, hands and arms flaccid to your sides. Your head hangs back as the entirety of your body is washed over by a mix of both pleasure and pain. 

When you feel yourself start to calm down, Yujin releases you with a pop. She swallowed most of your release, but there was still enough that pooled in her mouth. She pulls on your tie again, forcing you to look at your cum like it was a prize she won at the arcade. She uses her finger to bring back some drops that spilled back into her mouth, before she swallows your load. With one big gulp, her mouth was clean of your cum. She gives your length a parting gift, her tongue darting at the tip, lapping up the remnants of your release that were still on your shaft. She licks her fingers for the remains before her mouth forms another bright smile.

At this point, you thought she’s done. You knew you were done, empty, tired, etc. but you at least thought that she already had her fill.