My Dear Secretary

I'm awkward. I was in the workspace of my Boss, Hyung Woo. Staring at him closely and seeing him seriously read the report's results through glasses that made him look even more handsome, I couldn't help myself; my body was shaking, and it seemed like I was having an erection.

I braced myself to remain formal and respond to every question he would ask me.

"What made you come, Lilith?"

One question from him that surprised me also made me immediately lose the illusion.

"You have a schedule with FH trading tomorrow morning and another executive meeting, sir."

His eyes stare at me. He's a handsome man with a perfect posture. I squeezed tightly into my short skirt, holding back the intense stimulation. To shift my focus to this stimulus, I spoke again.

"Representatives from commerce would like you to join them for dinner, sir."

He removed the cigarette butt from his lips and said, "Just arrange it later."

My face flushed, and I clutched my short skirt tighter. "All right, sir."

I bowed to ask permission to leave his room. "I'm done, sir."

"Miss Lilith, you have a moment," he said, making me turn to look at him.

"Yes, sir. Do you need anything else?" I asked, confused.

He put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and spoke back to me with a stern look.

"I want you to clear your schedule tonight."

My face was getting flushed, and my bottom was wet. I had reached the peak of my erection. I lowered my face, embarrassed.

"Could you do that for me, Miss Lilith?"

I returned to find peace and tried to smile a little.

"O-of course, I'll clear my schedule, sir."

I said, "He has used that title since our unexpected night meeting."