Yongsun had gone to work wearing a very revealing white shirt with a black skirt and the head of marketing couldn't stop staring during the whole first part of the meeting.

The problem was that there were 15 other people and the blonde blushed when one of the males smirked at her.

After getting caught, Moonbyul found something to focus on the wall and avoided glancing at the economist for the following 3 hours.

The vice president made some notes in one of the reports and addressed them to Seo-Hyung's niece.

The handsome woman placed the folder in front of the black-haired one and made sure she saw it.

Curious, Yongsun finished her presentation and sat very calmly before taking a peek at the paper.

The 30-year-old stunning woman found the only sentence a little alarming and she got tense.

Moonbyul had written in capital letters:

"MEET ME IN MY OFFICE A.S.A.P!

Looking around to see if someone was paying attention to them, young Kim tried to analyze Moonbyul's facial expression but the executive was an enigma. 

The meeting ended and the blonde excused herself in a hurry.

Little Kim struggled to decide if she should go to the woman's office right away or much later.

However, curiosity was about to kill the cat. So she pretended to be working in her own room for half an hour and then, headed to the vice president's office.

Their receptionists were already used to those two invading each other's space on a daily basis, which was great to avoid explanations.

Yongsun smiled at the young girl while knocking on the executive's door and got inside.

____ You scared me with that message. Is everything okay?

___ Why did you do this to me?___ The blonde held her face and murmured.

___ Sorry, what? I didn't hear a word of what you said.___ Seo-Hyung's niece walked past the desk and touched Moonbyul's shoulder.

____ Why did you bewitch me?____ The executive pulled the brunette to her lap and bit her lower lips.

Already a bit, Yongsun the other woman's mouth and asked:

____ Did you write that message for y reasons? Please, keep going.

____ It's all your fault! I can't focus this way!____ The Vice President quickly exposed the economist's s and them.

____ Oh ! I shouldn't have encouraged you...Now I am so wet.

_____ Are you? I need proof.____ Moonbyul smirked and lifted the economist's skirt.

Yongsun got off her colleague's lap, walked towards the door, and locked it.

The brunette sensually took off her and cleared the head of the marketing desk.

Impatient, Moonbyul pulled the older girl with some roughness and sat her in front of her.

Giggling, the black-haired one declared:

____ I'm afraid I created a monster. Or perhaps I just set her free...

____ Maybe a bit of both.____ The blonde caressed the economist's legs and spread them.

____ So after all that hesitation, you can't live without a , huh?____ The 30-year-old winked.

Kissing Yongsun's inner thighs, the executive looked up and responded, before caressing the girl's  

_____ I don't know other . But I can't resist this one for sure.

_____ Babe...we are losing control. This is work.____ Yongsun's voice sounded weak and distant.

_____ So let's get out of here.____ The blonde stood up with energy and gave Yongsun the back.

_____ Bu..but...it's the middle of the day. What about our duties?

_____ , Yong! I can't work this way! I'm losing my mind. Please, let's go. There is a nice hotel nearby.

The economist could feel the urgency in the executive's voice.

And she related since her whole body was begging for Moonbyul's touch.

____ x ____

Their whole week was filled with sensual encounters.

They made out in the elevator of their building, on the stairs, and inside Moonbyul's car while still in the parking lot.

None of them seemed to get enough of each other and their chemistry was growing as much as they got to understand each other's preferences.

Although they couldn't go all the way most of the time due to their busy schedules, Moonbyul and Yongsun quickly became used to each other's presence and warmth.

Their weekend started relatively calm and domestic when the economist received a challenge to prepare the budget of a huge company that was hiring their service.

Yongsun freaked out in the middle of the night and called her ''not girlfriend'' to go check things out and the blonde ended up falling asleep on her bed.

The 30-year-old felt guilty when they woke up the next morning and prepared a special breakfast for the executive.

Moonbyul thought that the brunette was really sweet and cute and forced herself to eat despite having no appetite at that hour.

Noticing the younger one's lack of hunger, the black-haired one checked her forehead temperature and asked:

___ Are you feeling sick or something? Why didn't you tell me? Forget these papers. Let's take care of you.

Grinning cutely, the head of marketing squeezed Yongsun's face and replied:

___ It's all good. I'm just not feeling like eating now.

___ Are you sure? Promise you won't hide something like this from me?___ Yongsun asked with an adorable pout.

Placing a peck on the economist's lips, the blonde sighed while thinking she was too cute.

___ Pink promise.

___ Sooo... Are you not hungry at all or just for food?___ Young Kim smirked.

Giggling, Moonbyul shook her head:

___ Don't you need help with that project?

___ Now that I think about it, I guess I just panicked. Thank you for all the support. If you are still available though...___ The brunette caressed her co-worker's inner thigh and reached her crotch.

___ Erm...Are you sure though? It seems a big project...

___ Don't you trust me, babe?____ Yongsun kissed Moonb