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Chapter 68: Chapter 22: The Last One. (3) 

"Uh... well..." 

Sua was doing her best to resolve the current situation. To be precise, she was desperately trying to erase the thought of using Yujeong in front of her as the model for those explicit and provocative lingerie ads. 

"Um, um... Manager Yoon! Could you bring in all the recent series we released?" 

She tried to smooth things over by hurriedly calling Manager Yoon to the door. Unaware of any of this, Yujeong smiled contentedly and leaned forward to pick up her teacup. 

 Squish. 

As she did, Yujeong's massive breasts, so large they reached down to her upper belly, pressed against her knees and distorted impressively. It was the kind of violent spectacle that made one think physicists around the world would dedicate their lives to replicating that shape. Yet, even so, Yujeong looked down at her chest and let out a small, secret sigh. 

"Whew..." 

As soon as her tense body relaxed, Sua and Manager Yoon could be heard outside the door, awkwardly discussing the photos in the file. 

"What, is this all we have?! Are we only releasing lingerie for the next quarter? Manager Yoon, are you sure you brought everything?!" 

"What am I supposed to do if you say that, boss! You kept saying you were inspired and only submitted lingerie designs, and you were so happy when sales went up 50% last quarter thanks to the lingerie!" 

Unfortunately, all the new series were lingerie born from the sweet times Sua had spent with Sehyun. Of course, it wasn't as if there were no regular clothes at all. 

"Ah! This one! Isn't this okay?" 

"Ugh..." 

They tried to reinterpret jeans and a white T-shirt though, in reality, it was just a design inspired by the aftermath of a wild clothes-ripping session with Sehyun. The design featured bold handprints on the butt and chest, with rips here and there exposing plump flesh. They were left searching even for such lewd, discarded ideas. 

"This can't be good..." 

If they called these new releases, they’d be for next quarter, and most of the items worth using a model like Yujeong for were lingerie. In fact, at this time of year, they should be thinking about January’s products. The Q4 items were already in stores and selling well. 

From provocative lingerie to ads evoking sweet nights by the fireplace with a lover, sales in the previously neglected lingerie department had risen. There had been some controversy about the ads being too suggestive, but since they played on the theme of happy moments with a lover, they managed to stimulate people’s primal desires just enough to become popular. 

The problem was, if they used Yujeong as the model for this collection right now, it would only reignite the controversy that was just dying down. 

"Ugh..." 

As the company president, Sua found it hard to risk fanning the flames of controversy again. 

But Manager Yoon had a different view. 

"Boss, we can’t miss this chance. This is our moment to take off. If we get through next quarter well, we can expand and get more store contracts " 

"I know, I know... but we don’t have any clothes for the actress to wear right now..." 

Sua groaned, but she knew how precious this opportunity was. 

"What do we do? What do we do? All the next season’s samples are already out, right? Can we add anything else?" 

"Uh... well, it’s not impossible, but we don’t have any designs." 

"Ugh..." 

Perhaps overhearing the conversation outside, Yujeong spoke to Sua with an awkward face as she returned to the room. 

"Um... is this a problem...?" 

"Oh! No, it’s just..." 

No matter how much of a sex symbol the actress was, there was no way to outright say, "Your body is too provocative for us to use you as a model." More importantly, it wasn’t ideal for Sua’s company to miss out on such a golden opportunity. 

But Yujeong already understood perfectly well what that awkward silence meant. 

"Sorry, my body’s a bit... unusual, isn’t it?" 

Yujeong gave a wry smile and swept her arm, causing her massive chest to distort again. At that moment, a thought flashed through Sua’s mind. 

'...My husband would go crazy for this.' 

She could easily imagine how happy Sehyun would be to knead those breasts, since he already clung to hers every night. Even though it didn’t make sense to feel possessive or jealous of Sehyun at this point, it was inevitable when such an exaggerated embodiment of his tastes was right in front of her. 

Still, Sua would always be number one for Sehyun. 

"Ah!" 

After a moment's thought, Sua clapped her hands. 

"How about this?" 

"Huh?" 

Sua cautiously suggested to Yujeong, 

"You know how some brands sell clothes designed by celebrities? Why don’t you try designing something yourself?" 

"Me?" 

Yujeong waved her hands in surprise. 

"Oh my! How could I sell an old lady’s sense of style? What if it loses money?" 

"No! I think it would actually help a lot! It just... takes longer." 

"Longer? How much longer?" 

"Um... this much for the samples, and this much for revisions and meetings? It depends on how involved you are, but usually it’s like this. If you do more... about this much..." 

"Hmm..." 

Yujeong frowned at the schedule, then soon relaxed her face and said, 

"Okay! But I have a condition." 

"What condition?" 

"Hehe..." 

Maybe this would be her first act of rebellion after being freed by divorce. 

After a whirlwind of a day, Sua dragged her tired body home. Each time she punched in the door code, she felt heat rising between her legs. 

"Haa..." 

Maybe it was because so much had happened today, or maybe it was because seeing Yujeong made her want to be held by Sehyun. 

 Ding-dong! 

"...!!" 

At that moment, Sua froze at the sight through the open door. 

Sehyun, in a light T-shirt and shorts, wearing an apron, greeted her. 

"You’re home? Good work mmph!!" 

Kicking off her shoes, Sua rushed straight to Sehyun, who was drying his hands in the apron. 

"Chuup... chuup... haa... haa..." 

As their tongues tangled roughly, Sua hiked up her skirt over her black stockings and stared at Sehyun with burning eyes. 

"What’s this...? Did you set this up for me to eat you...? Haa... haa... honey, really..." 

"...Isn’t that usually what the guy says?" 

Sehyun tilted his head, but Sua just glared fiercely. 

"I don’t care, but this... this is really your fault... If you act so domestic... haa... haa..." 

Now that her position was secure, Sua still called Sehyun "Master" and spoke formally when others were present, but not when they were alone. She used terms like "honey" and "you" more, and no longer bothered to hide her possessiveness. 

"Haa... haa..." 

Sua guided Sehyun’s hand to her chest, breathing heavily. Then, unbuttoning just enough of her suit, she reached for Sehyun’s butt. 

"Haa... haa..." 

"Whoa... you’re a bit intense today?" 

"But... coming home to find you here... Do you know how happy that makes me...?" 

There was no one to stop them, but even if there was, no one could intervene as they quickly became entangled. 

"Hngh...!! Hnnng...!!" 

Right at the entrance, Sua pushed Sehyun down and rode him hard. She was beautiful still partly in her suit, her white breasts spilling out, her scent filling the air after a day at work. 

"Whew..." 

That scent made Sehyun abandon restraint, grabbing Sua’s wide, voluptuous hips and slamming her down. 

 Bang!! 

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" 

Unlike when she was on top, Sehyun’s uncontrolled thrusts pounded her womb, filling her up and making her arch her back. 

"Ah, ah... ahh..." 

With her head thrown back, mouth open, trembling atop him, Sehyun gently stroked her breasts. 

"You worked hard again today, honey." 

"Ahhh... hnn..." 

Sua’s insides began to spasm irregularly. The control she had just moments before was completely taken away by a single thrust. 

"I’ll take over now." 

"N-no...!" 

That night, before she could even eat the dinner Sehyun had prepared, Sua had to endure five orgasms, two blackouts, and so many squirting climaxes she lost count.