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You jolted awake at the sound of your loud alarm, sighing as you got out of bed and rubbed your temples, hoping the headache would ease up as you got ready for the day.
Your phone pinged as you started picking out your outfit for the day, and you smiled as you saw the group chat “Miss Secretary and the Choi Bros” light up.
“Good morning, miss secretary. Could you pick up our coffee and breakfast orders for us this morning? San didn’t sleep very well; you know how he gets,” Jongho had texted you, using his nickname for you. You giggled as you quickly replied with a heart, acknowledging that you would pick up their orders and decided on pants and a blouse for the day with coordinating flats. With how the day was starting out, you decided to forgo the heels and wear something more comfortable. You layered your necklaces, put on your earrings quickly, and sprayed perfume before fixing your hair and putting on some simple makeup on.
You put in a pickup order with the café, rushed out the door after packing a quick breakfast, snack, and a large coffee, and made it to the café just moments before it opened. You came in, picked up the order and thanked the baristas for their quick work with some extra tip money before leaving.
You had been working at the company for about a year now as the secretary for the Choi brothers, San and Jongho. You smiled as you recalled how you used to see them, both seemingly stoic before you realized that they were just as soft and sweet. As you walked into the office building, you smiled at the security guard, tapped your ID on the security gates, and went to the fourth floor in the elevator.
You quickly put your bags down on your desk outside of their offices, then went inside and sorted out their orders. You went to San’s office first, setting down his coffee and his breakfast sandwich, and that’s when you heard the door creak open.
Your head shot up without thinking, your head swimming a bit as you looked at him. He looked tired, bags slightly darker under his eyes and his eyes half-closed. You sighed, pulling out his chair for him and quietly held your hands out as he approached, asking him if he would like his jacket off.
He nodded, making a small ‘Mm’ noise before he turned, allowing you to reach up and take his blazer off his broad shoulders, and without thinking, you began to massage his shoulders to check the tenseness.
He sighed contentedly, commenting sleepily, “That feels really good,” before he plopped down on his chair and sighed.
You moved up to his neck and he groaned, leaning back into your touch slightly.
“Ahh,” he responded with a half-pained, half-relieved sound, and you eased up, leaning to the side to see his reaction.
“Would you like me to stop?” you asked quietly, and he nodded.
“Thank you for now, sweetheart. You can go take care of Jongho’s breakfast now,” he said, laying his warm hand on top of yours on his shoulder momentarily. Warmth crept up your face as you nodded, your cheeks burning a little. He didn’t seem to notice and hummed as you moved your hand away and walked out of his office. You went next door to the younger brother’s office, carrying his order in your hands, and knocked on the door briefly before getting the chime of approval from Jongho, “Enter.”
You walked up to his desk, apologizing quietly as you set the food and coffee down next to his workspace where his keyboard and computer mat lay. You stood there quietly in front of his desk, waiting for him to look up from his screen. When he did, his neutral stoic face instantly transformed and he smiled softly, waving for you to come behind his desk.
You walked slowly around the desk, the blush appearing on your cheeks as you stood next to his chair. He turned swiftly and reached out and took your wrist, pulling you down onto his lap as he leaned in close to your ear, his lips almost touching.
“Miss secretary, what were you doing to my brother in there? The noises he was making were very-,” he stopped speaking, making sure to breathe the next part in your ear, “naughty, my dear.”
You squeaked, your eyes rolling back a bit at the sensation of your ear being tickled and bit your cheek as hard as you could to stifle the moan that you knew would escape if he kept breathing in your ear. You wiggled in his lap, moving as much as you could away from his mouth, but he made a disapproving tsk before moving his arms around your waist, allowing you to look into his eyes.
“Missy, you’re not getting away that easily. All you have to do is explain what you were doing,” he said, moving one hand from your waist to push your hair out of your face, caressing your cheek softly.
“I-I was massaging his shoulders and then his neck, sir,” you said, blushing as he kept his gaze on you. He hummed and released his strong grip on your waist, but you felt something harden under you as you got up from his lap and you nearly tripped over your own feet. You gasped and straightened yourself quickly, bowing and apologizing to him as you rushed out of the room with the trash from his desk.
For the rest of the day, you did the best you could when you had to speak to Jongho face-to-face, blushing and nodding as you took notes of tasks and correspondence that he needed done. When you had to speak to San, it was like a welcome breath of fresh air, not making you feel awkward. It wasn’t Jongho’s fault, of course, but you were so embarrassed at what you had noticed when you were pulled into his lap that you would have rather been swallowed up by the earth.
You walked back into San’s office right before you normally called in orders for lunch and noticed that he was asleep on his desk. You sighed, smiling briefly as you walked behind his desk, moving his glasses away from his arms and rubbing his back gently to try to wake him. He mumbled something, stirring a little, so you softly called his name.
“Mr. San?” you watched him open his eyes slightly as he adjusted in his seat. He sighed as he sat up in his chair.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. How long was I asleep?”
You shook your head, “Don’t worry about it, sir. You needed the rest. Do you feel better?” your hand was still on his back as he smiled up at you.
“I feel much better. Your massage helped relax me,” he complimented you, putting his hand on top of yours on his desk as he tilted his head at you, his lips curling into the beginnings of a smile.
You blushed deeply, smiling back at him as you replied, “I’m glad that it helped relax you. I think I may have made Jongho jealous of you.”
He blinked as if to fully awaken himself, then responded with a “How so?”
“Um, he apparently heard noises that you were making in response to the massage you were receiving,” you said, blushing as you turned your face away from him. You quickly shook your head and turned back suddenly.
“I’m truly sorry if I came on too strong, sir,” you apologized once again, and this time he grew a little annoyed. He wrapped his arm around your lower back suddenly and pulled you close, murmuring, “If you apologize any more today, you’re getting punished.”
You let out a small squeak and jumped, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. He let you go but kept his eyes on you, his gaze piercing and watchful like a wildcat’s.
You kept working for the rest of the day, trying to ignore the dirty thoughts at the back of your mind. I wish Jongho would pull me onto his lap, grinding his hard-on into me and make me soaked, then gripping my throat as he finger-fucked me over the desk—, San could have easily pulled me down to his lap, punishing me slowly with his touch as he rubbed the outside of my panties, growling at how wet I was for him… you felt your panties get even wetter as the thoughts kept piling up, your mind running a mile a minute. You couldn’t take it anymore; you wanted to go home and get off until you were overstimulated and shaking.
Just as you were about to start packing up and leaving work, you heard your phone intercom go off.
“Miss secretary? Would you come to my office please?” Jongho’s voice rang out in your very quiet office, his polite voice echoing through your ears. You were so close to leaving for the day, and now the one who started the pent-up sexual frustration was calling you back into his office. You sighed, walking towards his office. You opened his door and started to walk in when you heard him call out, “Eyes up, miss,” and your head shot up instinctively. Jongho let out a chuckle, smirking at you with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.
“Good girl. Now come over here,” he said, waiting for you to walk over behind his desk before he turned in his chair and moved his arms to allow you to sit in his lap. He sat there quietly for a moment before leaning into your ear and saying, “If you want me to stop or want anything to change, you tell me immediately, okay, princess?”
Your cheeks warmed and you hid your face, nodding. You couldn’t believe that one of your bosses was doing this right now.
He kissed your cheek, sliding his arms around your waist as you continued to hide your face.
“Princess, can you move your hands for me please?” you took your hands down slowly, looking up at him. He smiled and rubbed your hands with his own before kissing your lips softly.
“Good girls get rewards,” he stated, pressing his lips to yours again. You moaned a little, unable to hold it in. He smirked again, reaching down to your pants.
“Would you like me to touch you, princess?” he asked, waiting until you made eye contact. You nodded, your face flushed as you watched him undo your pants and let them fall to the ground, your panties already visibly damp.
Jongho made a hum of approval, reaching down and gently rubbed from bottom to top, pushing your panties in slightly when he reached where your entrance is. You moaned and whined quietly, “W-what would you like me to call you?” you asked as you wiggled in his grasp, moving against his hand. He chuckled as he held you down briefly, whispering into your ear, “Do you feel comfortable calling me master or sir?”
You nodded blindly, replying with, “Master is good.” In response, he reached back down and rubbed your clit and teased your entrance, causing you to yelp because he rubbed just a little too hard.
“Master, please, I want more,” you whined, and he quickly pulled down your panties, allowing them to fall around your ankles.
He reached down, gathering some of your wetness on his finger before circling your clit, causing you to cry out loud.
“Shh, princess, San will hear,” he said quietly, kissing your neck as he reached his fingers into your folds before pushing into you. You moaned, unable to hold yourself back. You heard his door open, but you didn’t care; you were too involved in Jongho’s touch and his lips and his occasional humming.
“Are you being good for Jongho, angel?” You heard San’s voice quietly behind you, his hands sliding down your shoulders to your wrists, holding them gently as he leaned down and kissed the opposite side of your neck that Jongho was kissing all over. You moaned even louder, trying to respond to him.
“Y-Yes, sir, I am,” he made a disapproving noise and said, “Call me Duke, angel,” as he nipped at your neck. You squealed at his touch, your head falling back as you responded, “Yes, Duke.”
“Good girl,” San murmured, reaching up to unbutton your blouse. Jongho continued to finger you slowly, driving you insane as he occasionally lazily circled your clit.
“Pl-please master, I just want you to make me feel good,” you begged, whining as you kept wiggling in his lap. Suddenly he lifted you up, carrying you over to the couch that San had laid down to convert it into a bed. He took your blouse off all the way, unclipping your bra from behind your back easily, tossing it to the side along with your blouse. They both took off their dress shirts, leaving only their undershirts on. You barely had a chance to register how built they both were, their white undershirts taut across their pecs and biceps, before San was peppering kisses down your neck and Jongho was making trails down your chest, your head lulling back as you moaned even louder than you did before.
“Do you still want to make me feel good?” Jongho asks, stepping out of his pants and pulling his dick out of his briefs, fisting himself as he bites his lip. You nod as he approaches, putting his tip close to your mouth. You lick the slit, causing him to close his eyes and moan, his hips jerking. You took more of him into your mouth, hungrily swirling your tongue around and hollowing your cheeks. He threw his head back and groaned, brushing your hair back with his right hand as he gripped the couch with his left to stabilize himself.
San had crouched down in front of you, on his knees and leaning in towards your bared sex, his breath causing your legs to shake and moans to vibrate around Jongho. He groaned and thrusted a bit into your mouth, you adjusted and quickly swallowed him further in.
“You’re doing so good, princess,” he groaned, his fingertips grazing your throat. You hummed, baring your throat to him and he reciprocated by gently wrapping his hand around your throat, gently pressing down. Your eyes fluttered closed but flew open when San’s tongue made contact with your clit, flicking slowly at first and then quickly picking up speed. You pulled your mouth from Jongho and moaned, his hand still around your throat as he watched you with half-lidded eyes, licking his bottom lip. He leaned down and kissed down your throat around his hand, the kisses becoming licks and nips, sucking your flushed breasts into his mouth. San continued his ministrations, adding his fingers one at a time as his tongue flicked against the sensitive bud, a sensation growing in your lower belly until it exploded and your hips bucked up into his mouth, your entrance tightening around his fingers. He waited until you came down from your orgasm and removed his fingers, licking them clean as he moaned.
“Fuck, please,” you gasped, unable to make a complete sentence.
Jongho kissed your cheek and looked into your eyes, “What do you want us to do, princess?”
You took a shaky breath and sighed. “I want you both to fuck me, but only if you want to,” you blushed and turned your face away from him. Your entrance fluttered and you blushed deeply when Jongho nipped your ear so that you could look at them.
“Of course we want to, angel. We don’t have everything we need for both of us here. Could we go to our house and do that later so it’s more comfortable for you?” He asked, and you nodded quickly. You would rather be more comfortable and enjoy the experience far more. San nodded, kissing you on the lips, then pecked a trail of kisses down your chin and neck. Your eyes rolled back as your neck went lax and was made bare to him. He licked and nibbled, your hands reaching out and gripping his arms as he continued.
“Are you ready for me?” San asked softly and you nodded, watching as he pushed himself slowly into you and moaning wantonly in response. He slid his arms around you, and you responded in kind, wrapping your arms around his neck as he picked you up.
Jongho stepped behind you, his bulge rubbing against your ass as he leaned down slightly and began to kiss and lick gently at your neck and back, supporting your body as well as San worked you into a frenzy.
Endless moans fell from your lips as San started to thrust into you faster, chasing his and your pleasure as Jongho tweaked your nipples, kissing and nipping at your throat and shoulders.
“I’m almost…there,” you whimpered, San kissing your lips in response.
“Me too, angel. Come for us, pretty girl,” he moaned, grunting as he continued to thrust into you with steady vigor.
“Duke~ Master~ Fuck!!” you cried out, your body spasming as your walls tightened around San and he came, pouring himself into you.
Jongho moved so that San could set you down on the couch, sitting down so that you could lay your head down. San moved quickly to grab a clean towel from his gym duffle bag to clean you off, kissing your cheek before he put the towel back into his bag.
“Thank you, San,” you muttered, closing your eyes at the sensation of Jongho brushing your hair back from your forehead.
“Thank you, Jongho,” you said, humming contentedly.
“Rest for now, princess. We’ll take you home after this and make sure you get dinner,” Jongho responded softly, humming to you as you closed your eyes and fell asleep quickly.