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Jimin whined and pathetically keened against Minjeong’s lap, tears threatening to slip over her face. “Y-You’re not gonna be nice to your unnie?”
Minjeong breathed out, watching her girlfriend beg pathetically in her lap. She leaned back in her desk chair, not worried in the slightest about her receptionist just outside of the door to hear any of it.
It wasn’t the first time.
Slowly, Minjeong rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, Jimin’s chest pressed up against her vest. “Baby… you’re being incredibly annoying right now. You’re not even going to let noona try to finish her work for the day?”
Several months ago, Minjeong never would have expected to have a cute university student clinging to her side at every waking moment. But the moment Jimin and her classmates came for a tour of her building and company – and when Jimin split off from the rest of the group – she had already found herself right in the CEO’s office.
Minjeong didn’t see anything bad in dating a university student, despite being well in her 30’s.
Jimin was cute, and cuddly. Affectionate, and practically willing for any ounce of attention.
Jimin pouted, pressing her face against Minjeong’s neck. “B-But noona… come on. I know you– you wanna come home for the day. Pleeaseee?”
Minjeong huffed, bangs masking the scowl written all over her face. “No. I have had meetings all day. I need to get this paperwork done. You will go and sit on the couch and wait for me to finish, and then I will take you home and take care of you. Okay?”
Jimin whined and instead of getting up, only wiggled further, pressing herself up tightly against Minjeong. Her pathetic mini skirt already riding up, teasing Minjeong with the hint of her thin white panties that cupped her ass cheeks. “
But–
”
“Babygirl, noona is really not in the mood for this right now.” Minjeong bit. “
Get up.
”
Grinning against her neck, Jimin purposefully arching her back just an inch more until her panties were on full display. “Hehe…
nooo…
you can work and– and I can sit here.”
Minjeong clenched her jaw. She reached behind to grab a fistful of Jimin’s hair, yanking firmly to pull her off. “So you’re gonna act like a brat now, huh? You really want me to bend you over like I would if you were a bad girl?”
“But I’m not noona…” Jimin sighed, eyelids dipping at the sharp tug on her scalp. “You wouldn’t… you love me.”
Minjeong firmly bucked her hips, pushing Jimin up. She pushed back the paperwork and flipped Jimin over until she was bent over, stupid little skirt rising up to expose her panties. The white material with a significant darkspot, wet slick coating the inside of Jimin’s thighs.
She breathed out , fighting the urge to just rut against Jimin at the sight of her baby bent over and willing for her like that. Minjeong instead slowly slid her fingers down over the hemmed lace, slowly sliding it down and off her ankles.
Thankfully staying still, Jimin's bright brown eyes peaking through thick eyelashes, already glistening again. Like she was stupid enough to start crying when she couldn’t even find an inch of patience.
Minjeong slowly breathed out, her hands rubbing over Jimin’s ass cheeks. “You’ve been so mean to noona…”
“
I’m sorry!
”
“Really? Because you were just acting like you could get what you wanted. You
know
I am busy. You
know
I would love to go home with you and treat you well. Huh? But no… you decided you had to go and act like a
brat.
Cry and whine like you think that’s going to make me want to fuck you well…”
Jimin’s breathed hitched, the tale tell sign she was on the verge of crying. Minjeong only cooed while her hands continued to gently massage over her ass. “N-Noona… ‘m sorry!”
“Uh huh,” Minjeong whispered. She lifted her hand up and swiftly brought it down with a sharp crack over her ass cheek, a firm red print left behind. “Don’t think that crying is going to save you babygirl. You’re so cute when you cry, thinking it’s going to make me shove into you.”
Jimin parted her lips to try and complain, yet instead she yelped loudly when Minjeong brought her hand down
again,
another painfully stinging mark over the already throbbing one.
Minjeong cooed and gently rubbed her palm against the red mark. “You think that’s enough, hmm?”
JChoking out, Jimin could only nod her head pathetically. Pink puffy pussy soaked completely, squelching whenever she tried to move or rub her thighs together. “Please… I-I’ll be
super
good noona…”
“Really?” Minjeong asked her. She dipped her other hand down, her fingers slowly sliding over her wet slit. She grinned when she moved lethargically, just to make Jimin cry and shake more. The pads of her fingertips slowly bumped against Jimin’s swollen clit. “Come on… maybe if you ask me really sweetly? I don’t want you crying and making a mess on my paperwork…”
A sob wracked Jimin, gentle little tears splotted down her rosy cheeks. She just nodded slowly, her hips bucking to try and grind up against Minjeong’s hand.
Minjeong gave in, slowly rubbing her finger over her clit. She refused to let herself go faster, her hand on Jimin’s ass keeping her pinned down. Within no time Jimin was moaning and desperately trying to hold on, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk, knuckles turning white.
“Baby… what do you say?” Minjeong whispered.
“
N-Noona… I wanna–... can I cum?
” Jimin whispered through her keening whines.
Minjeong bit her lip. She knew Jimin was about to cum, but the moment her hips shook harder, Minjeong simply pulled away and dragged her hand down against her ass cheek sharply once more.
Jimin sobbed, her babbling moans quickly tapering. Her hips helplessly bucked against nothing but the rough wooden desk, lewd squelching between her legs doubling.
Minjeong bit her lip and grinned. “Good girl. See? You got to cum just like you wanted, hmm?” she teased her. Leaning down, Minjeong slowly grabbed her panties to tug right up, no matter how much of a mess Jimin made.
“T-Thank you… thank you noona.” Jimin whispered, blinking the tears from her eyes.
Minjeong helped to fix her up before her hands gently settled on her hips. She eased Jimin back down in her lap, reaching behind her to grab a box of tissues. Slowly she cleaned up the tears on her red face, and gently up between her thighs. “Don’t test me like that, okay?”
Jimin’s bottom lip wobbled but she nodded rapidly. “Y-Yes…”
“Good…” Minjeong smiled softly. She leaned forward to press her lips against Jimin’s. “I love you, okay?”
“I love you too…” Jimin whispered. “I still wanna stay here…” she mumbled, even if she tried to hide the hint of a smirk.
Minjeong just let out a weak laugh and nodded. She slowly brought Jimin in against her chest, tucking her chin on her shoulder so she could try and hold onto her, and work on the paperwork in hand.