episode_0012

It was a small six-story commercial building near the university district.

The real estate agent guided them through the entire floor.

Secretary Kim raised her glasses and asked, “Is there a basement?”

“Yes. There is a basement. Right now, it’s occupied by a billiards hall. Let’s take a look.”

The agent took the lead and showed them around the basement.

As they entered the basement, they found a state-of-the-art billiards hall.

There were no customers inside.

When the three entered, a man who appeared to be in his fifties, likely the owner, stood up.

“What can I do for you?”

“Oh, we’re not here to play billiards. The person interested in purchasing this building has come for a brief visit. Is that okay?”

“Yes, of course.”

A face filled with disappointment.

Han Seok knew who he was.

You came here thinking you could find him.

Yoon Si-young.

The guy who used to hang out with Ban-seok, a former martial artist.

-Han Seok. Make a tight fist, buddy.

With Ban-seok holding both arms like a paper doll, Han Seok had to fight Yoon Si-young.

Of course, the controlled Han Seok lightly tapped Yoon Si-young, who then struck Han Seok with full force.

He was short and scruffy, the guy who An Sung-chul used as a punching bag, not much of a fighter.

After briefly inspecting the billiards hall, Han Seok asked Yoon Si-young, “Do you have any customers?”

“It’s been tough lately. Please bear with us.”

As Yoon Si-young bent down, Han Seok turned his head.

“Did you buy a new billiards table? Must have been expensive. You should have bought a used one.”

“There aren’t many used ones available these days. Haha.”

This guy, Yoon Si-young, used to play billiards during his school days.

So, whether naive or foolish, he ran a small trading company before retiring and set up this billiards hall with the money he received upon retirement.

“You must have spent quite a bit of money. So, you retired from the company?”

“Yes.”

“You must have used up your retirement pay?”

“It’s tough. Haha.”

Yoon Si-young scratched his head.

Han Seok looked around the billiards hall.

“But having a billiards hall here wouldn’t work. Right, Secretary Kim?”

“Yes, people don’t really play billiards these days.”

Yoon Si-young’s expression darkened.

Nodding, Han Seok said, “I’ve seen enough roughly. Do we have some time? I’ll need a few more days to think about it.”

The real estate agent scratched his head.

“Sure, but sir, there are many people eyeing this building.”

“I understand. Please go ahead. We’ll play a game of billiards and leave.”

“Okay then.”

The real estate agent left.

Watching him leave, Han Seok said, “That rascal. Contact the landlord directly through Secretary Kim instead of using the real estate agent.”

“Okay.”

“Three-cushion.”

Yoon Si-young responded to Han Seok’s gesture.

“Yes.”

Han Seok and Secretary Kim headed to the three-cushion spot where the counter was clearly visible.

Looking at the pocket balls in the corner, Secretary Kim said, “I know how to play pocket billiards.”

Yoon Si-young set up the three-cushion balls on the billiards table and asked, “What drink would you like?”

“Anything.”

Han Seok replied shortly.

‘Why are you speaking informally, you bastard?’ Yoon Si-young wanted to say, but he couldn’t. If he raised the rent after buying the building, he would be the one at a loss.

“…Yes.”

Watching Yoon Si-young pour the drinks at the counter, Han Seok sat down.

Secretary Kim fiddled with the three-cushion balls and asked, “Do you know how to play three-cushion?”

“No.”

“Then why…?”

Han Seok chuckled and pressed the red button on the billiards calculator.

The timer appeared, and the money calculation began.

Yoon Si-young came back, leaving the drinks, and returned to the counter.

“Secretary Kim, give it a try.”

“What? I don’t know how to play.”

“You said you know how to play pocket billiards. Just hit the ball however you like.”

“Okay.”

Secretary Kim, feeling awkward, bent down and hit the billiards ball.

“Nice hips, Secretary Kim.”

“Sir.”

She straightened up.

“Keep going.”

“Okay.”

Secretary Kim bent down more flirtatiously this time.

When she played facing Han Seok,

“Don’t do that. It’s dangerous if you get more wet here,” she said softly, conscious of the counter.

“Oh, really? Already? Come here.”

Secretary Kim put down the cue stick and approached Hanseok.

Hanseok lightly smacked her on the buttocks.

“Ouch!”

Yoon Siyeong, who was working on the computer at the counter, glanced over briefly before turning her head away.

“Boss, if you keep doing this, it’s really dangerous.”

“Sorry, sorry. I got it. Sit next to me.”

She moved to sit next to Hanseok.

Although the counter time kept ticking, the two of them chatted instead of playing billiards.

An hour passed like that.

Hanseok stood up.

“Let’s go.”

The two of them approached the counter.

“How much is it?”

Yoon Siyeong stood up.

“It’s fine. Just go.”

Hanseok scratched his chin.

“No, how much is it?”

“It’s 12,000 won. It’s okay. You didn’t play much. Really. It’s fine.”

“Is that so? You played well~ Secretary Kim, I like this building. I might buy it.”

“Do as you please.”

“Goodbye.”

Yoon Siyeong bowed.

Secretary Kim left first.

As Hanseok was about to leave the billiard room, he looked at Yoon Siyeong and asked, “But…”

“…Yes?” Yoon Siyeong stood up from the counter.

“Are you by any chance Yoon Siyeong?”

The owner of the billiard room stared at Hanseok for a moment, his eyes widening.

“I- Hanseok.”

His face suddenly turned pale as if the sky had fallen.

Hanseok looked around the billiard room and said, “Tsk. How is it possible that there hasn’t been a single customer in an hour?”

“…”

“We should turn this place into a pub rather than a billiard room. Huh? Ugh. What should I do? Even if I sell that second-hand, it won’t sell.”

Hanseok shook his head and left.

Yoon Siyeong, who had been staring blankly at the glass door he left through, slumped back into her seat.

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A week passed.

Jang, taking out the plastic container Hanseok had left in the medicine storage refrigerator, muttered, “Ah, it’s gone.”

There was no longer any ejaculate left to squeeze out with the spoid.

Taking the cup that contained the ejaculate, she poured water into it, shook it, and then drank it.

She opened her mouth wide, looking up at the ceiling, exhaling rough breaths.

“Heh. Heh. Heh.”

A pleasurable sensation traveled from her throat to her brain.

However, the pleasure didn’t last long compared to the first time, and perhaps because it was diluted in water, it was particularly weak today.

There was no turning back now.

She had to receive the ejaculate.

The CEO’s ejaculate.

She giggled and put on makeup.

Changing her usual messy hairstyle to a ponytail that exposed her forehead, she took off her checkered shirt and jeans, opting for a black stocking, skirt, and a sheer top revealing her underwear.

She put on a white gown and looked at herself in the mirror.

Even in her own eyes, she looked beautiful.

She grabbed her keycard and headed out of the lab.

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Kang Ahjin had now adapted well to the company and could handle over 40% of Secretary Kim’s workload without any issues.

With work becoming easier for Secretary Kim, she could devote more service to Hanseok’s experiments.

“This is all I have to report today.”

“Good job.”

Secretary Kim touched her glasses and said, “Should I leave?”

“No, let’s do it in the afternoon today. Jangeunha will be presenting research results in the morning, so we should listen to that and discuss.”

“Boss?”

“Yes?”

“By any chance, did you make a ‘proposal’ to Jangeunha as well?”

Hanseok chuckled.

“That friend got BD200 when she was young because she was born with a silver spoon.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Secretary Kim’s expression brightened.

Unaware of Jangeunha’s variable ‘curiosity,’ Secretary Kim thought that with such a pretty face and figure, Jangeunha wouldn’t desire the boss.

Smart.

“Jangeunha is here.”

Secretary Kim opened the door.

Jangeunha stood there in a sheer top, skirt, and black stockings.

She changed her makeup and hairstyle, looking stunning enough to surprise even Secretary Kim.

The two gazed at each other for a moment.

Secretary Kim lowered her head first.

“Hello, Dr. Jang.”

“Hello, Secretary Kim.”

After Secretary Kim left, Jang entered the office.

“Welcome.”

“Director.”

Jang pulled a chair over to sit across from Han Seok, who was sitting on the sofa.

She elegantly crossed her long legs.

Han Seok briefly glanced at her black bra and stockings that were faintly visible.

“I’ve been waiting for a week.”

“Oh?”

“What about the proposal I made back then?”

“I haven’t told Ahjin yet. I want to give her some time to adjust to work a bit more.”

“And me?”

Han Seok scratched his forehead awkwardly.

“Researcher Jang.”

“Just call me Eunha.”

“Researcher Jang?”

“Eunha.”

“Eunha, Miss.”

“Eunha.”

“Eunha it is.”

“Yes.”

“Do you really need to experiment with me? You’re a key figure in our company’s pharmaceutical development.”

“What’s the problem?”

“Secretary Kim can barely stand it if I don’t… administer it. She has to drink a drop of preserved semen every hour. Don’t you know how difficult drug development is?”

“Director.”

“Yes.”

“We share a secret, don’t we?”

It seemed to be about Minjun Jang.

“Yes.”

“It shouldn’t be a problem if we share one more secret.”

“…”

“The semen sample you brought initially. I tried drinking a few drops.”

Han Seok stood up abruptly.

“What?”

‘Alright. He drank it.’

If Eunha hadn’t drunk it without curiosity, there would have been another plan to try, but she didn’t expect the first plan to flow so smoothly.

“I was curious about the level of pleasure.”

“Oh. Oh. Eunha.”

Han Seok splashed some water on his face.

It was a brilliant act, he thought.

Eunha asked him, “Has it been 24 hours since you took EX74?”

“I was planning to take it in the afternoon. I need Secretary Kim’s help.”

“Why not take one now?”

“You want semen?”

“…”

“Wait.”

Han Seok hesitated as he walked, then stopped.

“We have untested research.”

“What…”

“If a subject accustomed to EX74 ejaculates with normal semen from a partner who hasn’t taken EX74, what reaction would occur?”

“We don’t have data on that. Since Secretary Kim continues to take EX74.”

“Eunha, have you had sexual experiences…”

“No, not yet.”

“You can’t do it with me after taking EX74.”

“Why not?”

“Think about it. How can you compare the pleasure of regular sex, which you haven’t experienced, with the pleasure of taking EX74?”

“Ah.”

His pride was hurt.

He hadn’t thought about that.

“I should take EX69.”

“Just do it?”

“What?”

“Aren’t you going to do it now? If you take EX69 now and EX74 in the afternoon, the gap is too short. There have been cases of sudden cardiac arrest from large doses of EX69-related drugs. Be careful.”

Jang glanced at Han Seok’s crotch. It seemed like he was thinking of him as an automatic semen production machine.

“Shall we just do it?”

“If you accidentally ejaculate inside, it won’t be too late to take EX74 then.”

“But…”

“And if possible, please swallow it.”

“…”

“We need to confirm if the effects of EX74 are achieved with regular semen.”

Han Seok got up from his seat and took off his coat.

“Eunha, are you sure you’re okay? You have no experience. It’s too rushed-”

“You know I’m very curious.”

“Yes.”

“I’ve watched a lot of adult videos.”

“…”

“Yeah. Can I be honest? I’m fine.”

Han Seok started undressing.

“I’m fine too. It’s a win-win situation.”

Eunha also took off her clothes.

She was wearing only a black bra, cute black panties, and black stockings that reached up to her thighs.

“Beautiful.”

Hanseok took off his last pair of drawers.

His erect penis emerged.

Jangeunha’s eyes widened.

“They look like Western actors.”

Hanseok approached her and kissed her.

Jangeunha’s tongue moved awkwardly.

Hanseok’s penis rose up and touched Jangeunha’s stomach.

Pulling away her lips, Jangeunha gazed in wonder at the man’s genitals against her body.

“You can touch it if you want.”

Without hesitation, she grabbed Hanseok’s penis.

“How is it?”

“It’s big… hard… and hot.”

“You’ve watched a lot of porn, haven’t you?”

“Yes…”

“Want to try with your mouth first?”

Jangeunha was cool about it.

She immediately knelt in front of Hanseok, grabbed his penis, and shook it.

“Can I touch these balls too?”

“Yeah.”

While shaking his penis with one hand, she cautiously touched his testicles with the other.

Where semen is produced.

“You were a bit clumsy with the kissing, but are you good at this?”

“I usually skip the kissing part in porn.”

Pointing to the glans, Hanseok said, “This is pre-cum.”

Clear liquid flowed from the tip of his penis.

“I’ll lick it.”

Jangeunha licked the glans where pre-cum was flowing.

“How is it?”

She, usually analytical, showed a smile.

“It seems that once exposed to EX74 semen, regular semen works just fine.”

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes. There’s a slight pleasure from just a drop of semen.”

“Your data has increased again.”

“Yes. Boss. Can I suck now?”

“Sure. Go ahead.”

Jangeunha quickly put on a serious expression, examined the penis, then put it in her mouth.

And as if it was the sensation she desired, she glanced at Hanseok, smiled slightly, and began to suck his penis deliciously.