Hushed

Your workplace is chaotic. You’re taking up an internship at a newspaper firm, after all. Sound of keyboards clicking, reporters calling whoever they can to get the latest scoop, shoes clacking back and forth in the room. Any regular person would be put off just by the noise but being exposed to such an environment made you numb to it. You can even find peace at the place.

“Another day, another migraine,” you tell yourself as you flip open your laptop, ready to fire it up and continue working on your current article in the middle of a loud and busy workplace. It’s only Tuesday but you already have gone through half of your story, so you think about procrastinating a bit. Reasons why you should suddenly fill your brain, as if the devil is tempting you to lay down your head on your desk over your arms. You can’t resist it, so might as well go for a nap.

THUD!

The sudden noise instantly wakes you up before you even get the chance to doze off.

“Hey, mister. Are you sleeping?” a voice asks you as a pile of portfolios drop down your desk. “You ask me to find these references and you’re just gonna slack off?”

You immediately stand up to her presence and bow towards her. “Sorry, Miss Yoona. It won’t happen again.”

“Ugh. If it weren’t for your contributions before, I might have called you unprofessional.” adds Yoona.

You didn’t utter a word in response but one can read the word “ouch” on your face.

The woman who just scolded you is Im Yoona, a regular reporter at the firm you are interning at. You asked her if she can help you find reference material on an article you’re working on about natural disasters considering her knowledge on the subject. A charming, confident, and persuasive woman, she can get her hands on any information and she’ll stop at nothing to get the job done. That’s why she’s one of the driving forces of the company, although you somehow see these qualities of hers as a dangerous thing. You’re quite not sure why, though.

“Alright. I guess that should keep you covered, or do you have anything else you want me to fetch you, Mr. Intern?” comments Yoona as she prepares to go back to her desk.

“No. This should be all. Thank you very much!” your reply as you bow in gratitude and go back to your seat.

Your senior leaves you with your pile of work as she goes back to working on hers in this busy room. None of the noise bothered you nor your co-workers. Everyone is pushing each other to finish their report before the day ends, or at least make substantial progress so as to not get clogged up on work the next day. As daunting and unforgiving the job can be, no one wants a pile of unfinished papers to be stacked around them anyway.

You spent what seemed like ages working in front of your laptop. You don’t even notice the  time until you notice your co-workers slowly going out for lunch, with only a few people remaining. Actually, it’s already past noon, and you suddenly feel your rumbling stomach begging for anything sustainable. The magic of being occupied for hours sure is real. You consider taking your lunch as well, but finishing your report now so you would have a clean schedule tomorrow tempts you. So you stall your hunger for a bit and go back to working.

THUD!

“Hey! Wanna go for lunch?”

Yoona’s voice startles you as she hits your desk with her palm.

You are as shocked with her question as you are with her giving you a jumpscare. Unsure of what she just said, you uttered. “Come again?”

Gotta hand it to her, she’s pretty. Some would even say that she’s gorgeous. She has captivated the hearts of many readers even with just her ID picture printed on your newspapers. She was even offered by TV stations to be a part of their crew. Her face would probably give any show high ratings, but she refused, happy to be doing what she knows best. That’s why you’re seeing her everyday at work, though you never cared about what she looks like everyday as you’re always busy with your reports. However, something about being able to see her up close is making you feel things.

“I’m asking you if you want to grab something to eat. It’s already 1:30PM.” she chuckles as she repeats herself. “Aren’t you hungry?”

Unsure if you’re feeling embarrassment or something else, you thought of declining her offer. Your still-hungry stomach answers for you as it grumbles which she instantly notices, making her laugh. “That’s it then. Let’s go!” and with that, she pulls your hand off your desk and out of the office.

The way she pulls your hand as you two run off for food feels like a dream: petals are falling down, your movements are slowed, and everything is covered with different hues of pink. It might just be you hallucinating given that you are very hungry, or it might be because you just processed how beautiful your senior is. Whatever the reason, you’re glad you feel it… until it hits you that you were going the wrong way.

Yoona was pulling you further up the building instead of going down to where the canteen is located. You couldn’t think of anything as to why she’s dragging you the other way, and it makes you worry a bit.

You stop her in her tracks. “Hey, wait. Where are we going?” you ask her.

She only smirks before tugging on your arm again and taking you to goodness knows where.

Now you start to worry a lot. Questions run in your head but you’re afraid to ask her again. You two never interacted much but here you are, running along the halls of the building, off to somewhere you don’t know yet.

“Here we are,” Yoona eventually stops at the topmost floor, in front of a familiar room. “Storage room. Shall we?” She lets go of your hand and picks a spare key out of her blazer jacket that you didn’t think she’d have. She then fumbles with it, trying to open the door. You can feel the excitement emanating from her: the way she looks at how she inserts the key to the doorknob, her smile as she does it, her soft giggles. Something’s really off. She’s different from the senior you asked to fetch you resource material earlier today.

You gotta get out of there, and you gotta do it fast.

You slowly step backwards in an attempt to escape her, but as the door creaks open, she again grabs your hand and pulls you inside. She immediately closes the door before turning towards you. You feel at risk as anything could happen at this point. You try to muster up the courage to speak up and take action against her, but she seals your lips with hers before you can even do anything. It doesn’t take long before her tongue enters your mouth. She takes off her dark blue blazer jacket next, before resuming her attack on your mouth. This isn’t what you’ve expected at all. Despite your mixed feelings about this event she starts to somewhat turn you on. You can’t help but get weirded out by yourself so you break her enchanting kiss before it intoxicates you.

“Fwah~! Why’d you do that?” asks Yoona in a devastated tone. “I really need this right now. It’s been years since I’ve done this.”

“Wha-? But why? Why me?” You counter her questions.

Her hand slowly reaches towards your jeans, trying to feel what is growing inside of it as if  she knew this would happen. “This is why, intern.” Yoona answers as the tone of her voice turns sultry while she tries to squeeze as much as she can of your crotch over your pants.

She unzips your pants and pulls out your boner to give it some breathing room. You can’t do anything against her actions as temptation creeps up to you. “Oh my god!” Yoona gasps as she is shocked at how huge it was and how it’s still growing larger the further you get aroused. “Youthful, aren’t we?”

“I’m really not sure whether we should do thi-” You hesitantly try to convince her to stop her devilish acts, but your pleas go unanswered as she locks your lips with hers once again.

“You sure are talkative when you’re not on your laptop,” she says in between kisses. “I know about your naughty acts, intern. Jerking off on whatever’s on your laptop when everyone’s on break? Tsk, tsk, tsk. I wouldn’t have become a reporter if I didn’t have a keen eye, you know?” She finally grabs your raging penis and whispers in your ear “And I want. This. Dick.” with every stroke.

Your embarrassment grows as she reveals your dirty secret. You don’t even try to make a silly alibi as you know there’s no getting around it. The embarrassment also makes your dick even bigger, much to her delight. But her intentions are now clear to you – she’s eager to have her sexual urges satisfied and she wants your help to accomplish it.

As you try to fully accept the current situation you got tangled in, she starts to use her tongue as she kisses you, ravishing what she can feel until hers meets with yours. Her soft moans aren’t helping you keep your composure, either. You start to feel even warmer and you can’t handle the tension any longer. The devil has fully enticed you to do what it wants.

With your mental restraints gone, you forcefully pull Yoona back by her arms to give you some breathing room. There is a brief moment of silence as you two gasp for air.

“What is it?” asks Yoona.

As she asks you this, she locks her eyes with yours with an innocent yet seducing gaze, trying to further push you to do what she wants. But victory is hers before she realizes it. The fright from your eyes is now replaced with immense lust, much to her shock.

As soon as you regain your breath, you end your little staring contest by ripping her buttoned shirt off. Your act sends buttons flying all over the room and revealing the yellow laced bra she’s wearing underneath, surprising her even more. You have got to admit that your senior co-worker is pretty well-endowed. With her thin frame, one might think that she doesn’t have anything to be proud of behind her clothes.

“Damn,” the only thing you can utter as you are amazed with her tits as much as she is with your dick.

“You like it?” teases Yoona as her hand reaches for your arm. “You can grab them if you want to.”

Without hesitation, you immediately grab what you can of her tits, squeezing them. This makes Yoona moan involuntarily. She likes it. You like it too. Soon enough, she readies herself to kiss you once more. This time, you welcome her ravaging tongue with yours. You both tug and try to rip off whatever clothing you have left, your skins begging to feel more of each other. You are both caught in the euphoric moment, finally finding the perfect partner to release all your pent-up desires.

You now see your beautiful senior in all her naked glory – slim body, sizable breasts, meaty pussy, bubbly ass, with an insatiable lust you want to quench. You cannot think of anything that can hypnotize you other than her at this moment.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” you shoot her a compliment as you grab her hips, pulling her closer.

She softly yelps as a response. “Thanks. Hey, you’re not bad yourself.” she adds, as she also surveys the naked man before her.

“Is this my senior finally praising me?”, you quip as gently place your warm dick just at the entrance of her leaking pussy.

Placing her hands on your arms, she replies. “Well, I’ll admit I might have neglected your talents and I’m sorry.” She then gives you a short kiss before turning her back to you. “So how about I make it up to you?”

She positions herself doggy style and places your dick in between her ass cheeks, feeling its warmth as she shakes her hips, an appetizer for what she wants to experience next. She turns her head, wanting you to meet her naughty gaze.

“What are you waiting for, intern?” invites Yoona. “Time is ticking.”