Oliver continued to step closer to Grace, who was standing with her back against the desk.
Grace's chest seemed to rise and fall, making Oliver's trapped inside his pants even more tense.
"Stop! Stop right there. Don't mess with me!"
Grace looked terrified and kept trying to inch back.
But, in vain.
Because Grace's back had been hitting the edge of the table since before.
Instead, Grace tried to climb onto the table, although with some difficulty because of the short thigh-length skirt she was wearing.
Ah! Seeing the dark gap between Grace's thighs, Oliver couldn't help but gulp. He stretched his body so that the bulge in his pants looked even more obvious, and Grace's eyes grew wide.
"Stop! Or I'll scream right now!"
Grace sat on the table with her body trembling.
Oliver could see Grace's trembling body, and he knew that Grace's body was trembling not because of fear but because of arousal.
He stopped his steps right in front of Grace, who was sitting with both legs open on the table.
'What does this mean?' Oliver asked himself, looking at the position of Grace's body that looked like she was ready to be entered.
Sitting on the table like that, their hips were now aligned.
'How fitting!" whispered a small voice inside Oliver's head.
A moment later, he shook his head. He had to get rid of those naughty thoughts that kept running through his mind.
'It could be bad if it goes too far,' Oliver thought as he took a deep breath.
However, this Grace figure in front of him....
"Try shouting, Ma'am. I want to hear your scream..." Oliver whispered with a mischievous face.
That's Oliver. Sometimes he did like to make things difficult for himself.
"Damn! You're challenging me, aren't you?"
Grace's breath began to catch. Her cheeks were flushed.
"Challenging what? It's better if you just admit it. You're the one who watched the adult movie, right?"
How could Oliver say that. Grace, who heard it, was wide-eyed.
"How dare you accuse me!" Grace was furious. Her eyes flashed with anger.
Not only was she angry because of Oliver's accusation, but she also felt offended by Oliver, who only stood still in front of her.
Even though she had been in that embarrassing ready-to-eat position for a long time.
"Really? Who made the accusation? I'm just asking."
"Excuse! Your intentions were already bad with me from the start! You bastard!"
"What do you mean?"
"That's it. Just admit it! Don't talk too much!"
Grace roared angrily as she swung one leg toward Oliver's groin. However, Oliver quickly caught Grace's swinging ankle.
For him, it was just a reflex. He instinctively protected himself when someone tried to attack him physically.
"Ahhhh! Let go!"
"If I let go, you will kick me again."
"Watch out for you!"
Grace continued to try to free one leg that was locked in Oliver's hand.
At this, Oliver smiled. His ignorance was awakened.
Deliberately, Oliver lifted Grace's leg higher, ignoring Grace, whose anger was like a hungry tiger.
The higher Oliver lifted Grace's legs, the wider Grace's short skirt was lifted, revealing everything that had been shielded in the dark shadows.
In this position, Oliver could clearly see the chubby mound between Grace's thighs.
Underneath the skirt, Grace was wearing bright red lace panties that contrasted nicely with her clear skin. And from between the edges of Grace's lace panties, curly black hairs appeared.
"What are you looking at, damn it?!"
Grace was still trying to get her legs free, this time more wildly. Several objects on the table began to fall and scattered on the floor.
Satisfied with the sight of Grace's shapely tool underneath her lace panties, Oliver released his grip and jumped back in case Grace suddenly went crazy again.
Grace immediately got down from the table and fixed her messy clothes.
Then, she turned to Oliver vengefully before her hand reached for the receiver on the table.
"How dare you mess with me! Watch out, I'm going to report you to the police because you broke into someone's office without permission!"
Grace began pressing the numeric buttons on the telephone set.
From the sound of her voice, Oliver knew that this time Grace wasn't messing around with her threats.
Oliver, who was getting anxious about the situation, quickly moved forward and snatched the receiver from Grace's hand.
But Grace was ready.
Her hand moved swiftly, pushing the receiver out of Oliver's reach.
"Why, are you scared now? So don't mess with me! You bastard!" Grace scowled and turned her back to Oliver as her fingers continued to dial the phone number.
'Wow, this is bad!' Oliver thought.
There was no other choice. He had to apologize and explain everything.
Oliver quickly explained that he had come to this office today to apply for the position of Manager of the Public Relations Department, and just moments ago, he had just completed the first stage of the test.
Hearing that, Grace was shocked. Her hand, which was just pressing the last number to contact the police, seemed to be stuck in the air.
Grace remembered the report from Bella when she was in Carla's room earlier that there was a test taker who could do all the questions with perfect scores.
'Could it be this guy?" thought Grace.
And Grace also remembered how much Carla had wanted the man with the perfect score to be recruited. If that was true, this was a disaster for her. Not only for her but also for the PR Department!
"Just so you know, I'm the director of the PR department. And I would never hire a man with a dirty mind like yours to be on my staff!"
Huh!
Grace's words hit Oliver like a bolt of lightning in the middle of the night.
Grace smiled. She finally felt like she was in a winning position.
"But, ma'am!" Oliver's sentence hung in the air.
Suddenly Oliver's tongue felt stuck. He felt like his brain was stuck and flaccid like a jellyfish.
He had come to this office to fulfill his wife's request. If he failed, she would be so disappointed in him.
"But why, huh? You didn't expect that, did you? You're dead!"
Grace stepped forward towards Oliver with a sardonic smile on her face. She approached Oliver with her chest puffed out. It looked like Grace had managed to restore all her confidence.
"Now, get the hell out of here!" Grace snarled with her index finger pointed straight at the exit.
Oliver didn't expect it to come to this. He had to do something, or his efforts to apply would be in vain.
"Sorry, ma'am. I didn't know you were the PR Director," Oliver finally said.
'I have to convince this woman to give me one more chance,' Oliver thought to himself as he put on a regretful face.
Grace stopped one step in front of Oliver.
"No! It's too late, I'm already annoyed with you! Now you better leave this place quickly before I get even angrier!"
Continued....