Chapter 61: What will he like?

Chapter 61: 61: What will he like?

"...She’s elegant."

"Elegant? Wait, the CEO is a woman?"

I asked as though I truly hadn’t known. Selena looked genuinely surprised.

"You didn’t know?"

"This is the first I’ve heard of it."

"...I’m beginning to understand why you’re still a contract employee."

"That’s cruel."

As punishment, I pressed her nipple hard.

"Mmph... I-I’m sorry. I said I’m sorry..."

"I’m still going to touch your breasts."

"...Do whatever you want."

Manager Selena really did enjoy having them handled.

Back to the subject.

"The CEO... Hmm. I’ve mostly seen her from a distance, and I’ve hardly ever spoken to her alone, so I don’t know her well. But she has a very glamorous image. Successful."

"Like a rich madam?"

"Not quite that far..."

Even I didn’t think she was exactly that.

She was closer to a stunning older woman than a wealthy matron.

"...But why are you asking about the CEO?"

Manager Selena looked at me suspiciously.

"Could it be..."

"Come on. Your thoughts always go in that direction. An employee can be curious about the CEO."

"...That’s true. You didn’t even know she was a woman."

She believed that?

The office door flew open.

"Good morning— Ah."

Rhea entered and immediately made eye contact with us.

The partition hid the fact that I was touching Manager Selena’s breast, but she could see me standing close behind her.

"Ahem. Ah... I-I need to use the restroom."

Rhea dropped her bag and rushed back out of the office.

"...Ed."

"Yes?"

"Rhea seems to know quite a lot. Shouldn’t we be more careful?"

"Does she?"

"From what she said last time... I think she believes you and I are..."

Selena hesitated and lowered her voice.

"D-dating."

"You and me?"

"Mm. I mean... that’s what Rhea seems to think."

"Ah."

She knew far more than that.

She had watched Manager Selena suck my cock.

Probably best not to mention it.

We weren’t ready to reveal everything to each other yet.

Especially since Rhea had continued avoiding me afterward.

She already knew the truth, but was still frightened of actually submitting to me?

I would need to do something about that soon.

At the workshop.

"Let her think whatever she wants."

"...Really?"

"She’s free to misunderstand."

"..."

What was that?

Manager Selena’s face had turned completely red.

Could she be pleased that someone thought we were dating?

No. Impossible.

Manager Selena only enjoyed being my slave. She didn’t think of me as a man.

Right?

"...Fine. Let her think it."

...Or not?

***

"Haa..."

"Good afternoon, CEO Celeste."

Celeste arrived at the company after lunchtime.

Before she entered the executive office, an officer came out and offered her greetings.

Managing Director, Choi Doha. A balding North korean man close to fifty. He was almost ten years older than Celeste, but here the only relevant difference was CEO and managing director.

Celeste glanced at him.

"Yes. Nothing unusual?"

"Nothing at all, ma’am."

Managing Director Doha looked at her, then tilted his head.

"CEO Celeste, you look remarkably pleased today. Did something good happen?"

"Pleased? My expression?"

"Yes. You look as though some long-standing obstruction finally cleared."

Whatever his other qualities, the man could read people expression quite well.

Something obstructed had certainly been cleared.

She had spent the entire night having sex with a man she met for the first time and the man was also a decade younger than her.

For the first time, she had experienced something that made her feel this good.

"One good thing did happen."

"Really? Congratulations."

He congratulated her without asking what it was. That was Managing Director Doha’s professional instinct.

Celeste left him behind and started toward her office, then stopped.

"...Ah."

"Is something wrong, ma’am?"

"Would you happen to know about... things young men like?"

"Young men?"

Managing Director Doha smacked his lips thoughtfully.

He was clearly not a young man anymore. She had chosen the wrong person to ask.

"...Never mind. It was only for a possible business idea."

"Ah. In that case, wouldn’t it be fastest to ask the employees? We have plenty of young men at the company."

"That’s true. Thank you. I’ll have my secretary look into it."

"Yes, ma’am. Please go right in!"

Managing Director Doha bowed deeply as she entered the executive office.

"Haa..."

After sitting at her desk, she quietly touched her abdomen.

’It still feels as though he’s inside me...’

She had tried to keep her walk normal in front of the employees. Surely no one had noticed.

The sensation of that man penetrating her remained vividly present.

She looked through the window at the forest of buildings in Old town. Companies were operating busily as always.

But there was no room for business in Celeste’s mind.

MonsterCam Guy.

Only that man.

’I didn’t even get his contact information...’

Of course, she could reach him by DM.

Still, would it have hurt him to leave his phone number?

’No.’

Come to think of it, she had his bank-account number. If she checked the name on the account—

Knock, knock.

A secretary’s voice came from outside the office.

"Um... CEO Celeste? May I come in?"

"Hm? Ah. Y-yes. Come in."

The door opened almost before she finished speaking. A young, timid female secretary entered.

"Um... Managing Director Doha said you wanted a list of the company’s young male employees, so I prepared a report..."

"...What?"

Ah. The question from earlier.

The quick-witted managing director had apparently instructed the secretary to compile the list on his own initiative.

That sort of anticipation was valuable during work, but this wasn’t what she had meant.

It would be awkward to say she no longer needed it now.

"Thank you. Leave it on the desk."

"Yes, ma’am!"

The secretary carefully placed the documents down, bowed, and left.

"I keep telling them not to run ahead like this..."

Tch.

Celeste clicked her tongue and looked at the roster.

It consisted of personnel cards, each with a photograph.

"...Ahem."

She picked up the documents and slowly began going through them.