MY CEO | RYEJI

3.

It's Friday afternoon and Yeji's wondering what game Ryujin is playing with her today. She told Yeji to be ready by 12:30PM and in casual wear with a beach bag and swimsuit.

Ryujin pulls up in a white Maybach coupe, and hops out to help Yeji with her bag, pressing a quick kiss on her cheek.

"You look different out of a suit and tie," Yeji says as she slides into the passenger side.

"Good or bad different?" Ryujin asks as she puts the car back into gear and speeds off.

Yeji runs her eyes over Ryujin, a blue and white gingham checkered shirt rolled up to the elbows, buttons undone to show a bit of her bikini underneath. She's wearing khaki shorts that show off her long legs without being too revealing and a pair of trendy hightops. Her hairs is done back in intricate braids with a few baby hairs curling around her face, Ray Bans on.

"Very good," Yeji says, sliding her hand under Ryujin's on the gear stick to rest on her bare thigh.

"Thanks, babe. You look fantastic as usual," Ryujin says with a smile at her.

It's an easy drive, and Yeji fiddles with the sound system as they go, singing loudly along with the music, Ryujin joining in when Yeji pushes her imaginary microphone in her face. There's lots of laughter, Ryujin sneaking her hand under the hem of Yeji's sundress only to be scolded for not focusing on the road.

It's a slightly breezy warm sunny day in Seoul, and as they pull up to Ryujin's beach house, Yeji steps out and takes a deep breath of salty air. The house is quaint by Ryujin's standards, just two stories and not lavishly decorated. It's still got her modern style to it, lots of clean white lines, steel beams, modern art, but with rustic qualities that make it a true Hamptons home.

"This is my smallest property," Ryujin says as they stand in the bathroom, applying sunscreen to each other. "I originally bought it to remodel and put back on the market at triple the original asking price, but I got attached. My accountants didn't appreciate that," she chuckles.

Yeji challenges Ryujin to a race to the water, and she's certain Ryujin lets her win. She's not complaining though, she gets a nice view of Ryujin sauntering towards her in her tight and short European style swimming trunks and bikini, large package moving with each step. As Ryujin breaks the water and moves into the deeper waves where Yeji's watching, she can make out the shape of her dick, the soft imprint of the head, her balls, everything.

"You fill out those trunks nicely." Yeji purrs in Ryujin's ear.

"Mmmm, that's sweet of you to say, baby. But to honest, I'm dealing with a little shrinkage at the moment. It's rather cold in here."

Yeji rubs tightly against her, and they both can feel the shrinkage start to slip away. The cold water rushes around them, waves covering their chests, and it's a world of heat instead.

At sundown they stop splashing and dunking each other under long enough to bring out the ingredients for a meal to the patio's grill. Ryujin is grilling up shrimp, lobster tails, and vegetables. Yeji is mixing up some classed up jungle juice, fresh juices and all the types of liquor she can find. Ryujin fake retches when Yeji brings her a sip, but honestly it's very good, as she tells her.