1 After The Banquet

It was tough working at an entertainment company--as a smaller company, they didn't have that many employees. Therefore, everyone knew everyone's business. It was hard to keep secrets around the office, especially with there being a no dating policy to be upheld no matter what position—especially when your fiance is the son of the company president, a former idol turned actor—and one of the biggest superstars in South Korea and possibly Asia.

Very, very hard.

Beginning as a child star at the age of seven starring in a ramen commercial, he seemed to captivate the hearts of citizens. Now at thirty-two, he was one of the most recognizable faces in both real and online.

He was a superstar.

"Kang-Joon-Ah, are you having fun?"

"Nothing, I'm just admiring my cute wife."

Clarissa laughed. He loves to say embarrassing things—it's like, that he doesn't exactly have a filter. That makes him the cutest fiancé to have and the worst boss to work under.

"I'm trying to wear your spare shirt as a cover up. Why do you have to be so skinny?"

"Eh? You're just the right size, Mrs. Park."

"My wife? Mrs. Park ? We're not married, silly." She replied, continuing to struggle with the shirt on her.

"Do you hate being called it, then?" He asks, staring at her with those warm, hazel eyes that Renee had come to love. He glances into her cool, dark eyes, coming close--close enough that his cool breath rested against her cheek.

"Of course not, you big baby. I adore it," 'Not even that, I'm actually screaming inside with joy,' She adds quietly in her thoughts. Every time he looked at her in such a loving way.

And another thing: Why, why was this man so sexy?

He oozed it. Especially in caught off guard, he's guaranteed to make any girl swoon. Maybe it's because he's been a celebrity for so long, that he had appeal he couldn't turn off.

To think that he was hers, and she was his.

"Ah. Although it's too small, I didn't think you'd look so cute in my shirt. Are you trying to turn me on, Risa-Ah?" Clarissa glanced down the shirt. They had a company gathering celebrating its thirtieth anniversary—she had bumped into a newcomer that spilled wine all over her blouse. Although knowing the attitudes of the women at their office when it came to Kang-Joon, it might have been on purpose.

Either reason, Kang-Joon decided to stop by the office since her house was too far from the venue.

"Please, we have an event to go back to. Anyways, it probably won't fit. I don't see why I saw myself fitting a medium." She replies, cursing as a button flies off.

Continuing with,

"Shit. Kang-Joon, I'm sorry about your shirt."

"It's fine. I'll just order a dress for you to wear." Kang-Joon replies, laughing at her frustrated expression before kissing her lightly on the lips. Aroused, she felt herself kissing him back, only slightly rougher. Satisfied with her reaction, his hands slowly makes their way down to her large, ample bottom.

"We have to get back to the dinner—"

"And be at a dinner we're also the men are all trying to get you drunk so they can take you some love hotel? I'd rather chew on nails than that happen. Don't worry about our absence from the party, no one will notice. It's alright, I've got you." Kang-Joon whispered her, cupping her cheek with three fingers. His eyes watch her sultry expression, taking it in. Releasing a strangled groan from the back of his throat, he began to touch her once more.

It's been four years since they'd been together and the sight her still seemed to make his heart race. She was so cute, he thought to himself. She was so adorable and the fact that she loved him was the cherry on top. She sincerely loved him and made him happy.

Clarissa eagerly takes his finger into her mouth--she locked eyes with him, pleading for him to take it further. All day she thought about his touch, being close to him and basking in his love. She wanted to be touched by him--every brush of their hands, bumping hips in the elevator, being close enough to smell his cologne and sweat. It drove her crazy every day--the simple rusticness of his smell, the softness his lips...how gentle he is.

"Please..." she stammers, clutching the spot and touched with a warm, fuzzy tenderness.

"I've been waiting all day for this," Clarissa murmurs to herself--while Kang-Joon whispers, "Why can't I design where it's only us in this building, hmm? I should exercise my powers more often." he questions, drawing fingers against her wet silt as her panties start to soak. Her mind swam as her knees buckled and her legs felt powerless.

"Don't you know seeing you all day without being able to hold you drove me crazy? You've got this man begging for a taste."

A blush fell against her cheeks like rose petals as fell as her embarrassment built up inside of her seeped out. His husky breath becomes heavy as he uses his free hand to rub his thumb against her sensitive clit.

"It's so pretty and plump, it's so much...did you like my touch that much? You keep shaking your hips and your breath is heavy. Shit, it's so chubby, isn't it? Your plump pussy. I want to fuck you so bad, Jagi-Ya." Kang-Hoon whisper softly, grinding himself against her wet mound, her cries resounding louder. His plump mouth finds her hot, vulnerable ear playing with the small hoop earrings she wore. Clarissa grabs his head and locks lips with him. His dick pulsed, sliding against her dripping center from the restraints of his black slacks.

"Can you feel it? Risa-ah. It's throbbing so hard...hey, don't be so surprised. You've made me feel like this. You're so adorable that it turns me on. I want to make long, sweet love to you...but I'll only fuck your thighs for now."

Clarissa knew about his, well endowed area since the time they first had sex. Hell, she was Kang-Joon's first, yet he made her feel like a virgin.

He was so...thick—why on top of being so handsome, he had to have a big dick? Did god go the extra mile when creating him?

It was so unfair.

Clarissa's knees begin to buckle as the rigid muscles of his stomach rubs against her back--Kang-Joon begins thrusting more vigorously.

"Nngh!" Her hands grip the desk behind her—her tights tighten around his swollen cock. She craned her neck and envelopes him a deep, messy kiss.

"Ah, your thighs, feel so much good. Oh? It feels good? Good, I'm going to go faster." She nods, yelping in pleasure as his pace quickens. Renee finds herself close to climaxing, and she was sure Kang-Joon was as well.

"You're the one I want, the one I need. Sometimes I want to make it so that we're the only ones in the universe. Ah, are you scared? I'm sorry, but I love you...please understand me feelings. Please don't look at other men. What if you showed them how you looked right now? That can't happen, it can't. Ah, shit, shit. I'm close to coming. Haha, haaaaa. Can I come inside? I want to fill you inside and imprint myself inside you." His dick begin to quiver, she nods, as she felt desperate to feel him herself tightening against himHe lifted up one of her legs as he plunged himself inside her, her legs begin to lose strengths Kang-Joon thrusts erratically.

"Kang-Joon-Ah!" She screamed, shaking at he felt closer to coming.

Her belly felt warm, her thighs felt sticky from cum dripping down.

A mess.

He left her a complete mess.

Panting, she glances over at Kang-Joon. He was grinning.

"Risa,"

He was still hard, on his knees staring at Renee as she went about looking for tissues to clean the mess he made of her thighs.

Dog. He was a dog, a horny dog.

"What is it?"

"Gosh, are you fucking serious? And you're still hard because?" Clarissa asks with a tease. He only blushes, the heat spreading on his skin. She laughs, thinking something fun to do.

"It's because I haven't gotten my fill of you yet. May I," Kang-Joon begins, kissing a stocking covered foot, slowly taking it off as he rested obediently on his knees.

"Devour you?"

As she nods, he rises to his feet, panting softly. His fingers enter her, rubbing her deep inside. Clarissa feels him laugh again her sweaty skin, his lips grazing against her lips. His eyes graze over her, feeling immensely tender.

"I love you so much."