Jisoo's POV.
The dream I had about Lisa popped the bubble that I built around myself
Inside the bubble, I could pretend that everything was fine. I could pretend that the emotions I felt for Lisa would fade. I could pretend that I was fulfilled. I could pretend that I didn't want for anything more than my husband.
But the bubble was a lie.
Pretending only fed the lie.
I was attracted to Lisa. I did want to sleep with her. Lisa had, in fact asked my husband and I to spend one night with me. I couldn't deny her anymore.
Suho ambled behind me as we made our way to Lisa's office with Irene acting as our escort. She lightly tapped on her office door and the door flew ajar.
A smile played on her lips when I came into view. Despite myself, I smiled back.
Lisa looked even more beautiful than she had in my dream.
She was impeccably dressed in a black Prada suit and loafers. I couldn't help but imagine her naked like she'd been in my dream.
She rolled up his sleeves before shaking Suho's hand. Then she retrieved my hand raised it to her mouth, and lightly pressed her lips to my skin.
I flushed feeling the force of her light kiss at my core. When I attempted to pull my hand back Lisa clenched it even tighter. Her large thumb caressed my knuckles before she eventually released me.
"You look lovely this evening," she complimented.
"Thank you," I uttered, trying to appear as poised as possible with our energy suffocating me.
I could feel her eyes regarding me provocatively in my tight-fitting body con dress. The sweetheart neckline pushed up my breasts putting them on display.
Lisa didn't bother to hide the fact that she was looking.
I should've used my arms to cover myself. If I were being honest, I liked Lisa looking at me. It made me feel good.
"You can have a seat," she offered, gesturing toward the chairs at the front of her desk. She hung her suit jacket casually over her office chair assuming a position of superiority in her king-sized seat.
"How do you want to do this?" Lisa asked once she was situated
"How do you usually handle this kind of thing?" Suho asked appearing as uncomfortable and anxious as I felt.
"As hard as this may be for you to believe, I've never done anything like this before. I've had offers in the past but I never accepted."
"Then why did you choose me as your first conquest?" I asked.
"Isn't it obvious," she snickered, taking a puff of her cigar. "You're fucking beautiful." Lisa's eyes lost their focus as they locked on my chest.
Suho cleared his throat. "Let's start with when this arrangement will take place."
"When will be a good time for you?" Lisa asked me. "Unless you want to watch." She looked back at Suho.
My eyes widened in alarm.
I could literally feel the blood draining from my face. I couldn't imagine how humiliating that would be. Suho acting as a bystander while Lisa fucked me. I would have to back out if Suho said yes.
"Of course, not." Suho spoke disgustedly.
"Are you sure? Because I would be fine with that, if that's what you wanted," Lisa insisted laying her cigar in the ashtray.
