Dominating MIL

Rather than exercising, having sex with my mother-in-law did manage to significantly reduce my anxiety about the interview.

Either way, sex can be considered exercise, so it wouldn't be wrong to say I exercised. Then again, maybe it would be.

As the interview date approached, another concern came to mind.

"This is my first time doing a corporate interview..."

When I worked in delivery, the interviews were with smaller companies. They were usually casual, one-on-one conversations with a team leader. But when I asked my mother-in-law about interviews at major companies like the Choi Han Group, she said they were usually conducted with five interviewers facing one candidate.

Naturally, I would be the one.

"I might get too nervous and struggle to speak properly..."

The chairman had told me to relax and take it easy. Still, since this was my first experience, it was hard to stay completely calm.

Even if the interview was just a formality, I didn't want to make a poor first impression by stammering or freezing up. I would be letting down not only the chairman, who had placed his trust in me, but also my mother-in-law, Yeonji, and Yeonhee.

Although my anxiety had eased a bit, I was still worried that I might freeze once the actual interview began.

So, I turned to Ajumma Ajeong for advice.

"Hmm... I can understand that. I used to work at a big company for a while, and I remember how stressful interviews were."

"Really?"

I was a little surprised. I hadn't expected Ajumma Ajeong—who was currently wearing a revealing maid bikini while cleaning—to have any background in a corporate environment.

"I left the company soon after meeting my ex-husband, but those interviews were so stressful they made me anxious just thinking about them."

She smiled faintly as she recalled those days, and for a moment, I found her even more admirable.

"If you're that worried, how about we do a mock interview?"

"A mock interview?"

"Yes! Tonight, we can all play the role of interviewers and practice. I have some experience, and so do Jeongyeon and Yeonhee. Yeonji may be young, but she's grown up around this environment and has observed a lot. She'll be fine too."

"That sounds like a good idea."

A few days before the actual interview, I would be doing a mock interview with a former corporate employee, a current employee, the real owner of a corporation, and the daughter of that owner.

Thinking about it like that made it feel even more nerve-wracking than the real thing.

If a stranger were to walk into that room, even the most confident speaker would probably get tongue-tied.

"It'll take a while for everyone to gather, so how about we start with a one-on-one practice session?"

"Yes, that sounds great. Thank you!"

"Hehehe♥ It's a slave's job to do whatever Master wants♥"

Her sly, seductive smile reminded me of the one my mother-in-law wore when she asked me to teach her how to exercise.

But at that moment, I didn't pay much attention to it. I was too focused on preparing for the mock interview with Ajumma Ajeong.

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[MC POV]

The ajumma had prepared a room that resembled an actual interview setting, and I was dressed in a suit.

"This suit costs tens of millions of won… I still can't get used to it."

My mother-in-law gave it to me as a gift last week. It cost as much as a luxury imported car, so wearing it felt burdensome. But she had prepared several more suits for me, as if it was no big deal.

Our perception of money was so different that even after all this time living in her house, I still haven't fully adjusted.

"Even though it's just a mock interview, I'm still a bit nervous."

After getting dressed, I stepped into the room and saw Ajumma Ajeong sitting at the table.

Just moments ago, she had been cleaning in a maid bikini. Now, wearing a clean, formal suit, she looked like a completely different person.

"This too is something I hadn't expected…"

I had only seen Yeonhee in a suit before. I never really imagined the other women wearing one. But seeing the ajumma like this, I realized she looked surprisingly good in it.

I was supposed to see my mother-in-law and Yeonhee in suits later that night. Thinking about that made me space out for a moment.

"Mr. Lee Joohyun, please take a seat."

"Ah! Yes, yes!"

Snapping out of my daze, I quickly sat down. Her voice was firm and formal, very unlike her usual tone.

"This really feels like a real interview."

Her serious demeanor made me straighten my back and behave like a proper interviewee.

"There's no need to be too nervous. Looking too tense can hurt your impression. Try to stay relaxed and composed."

"Yes, I understand."

She offered feedback as if this was a real coaching session, and I tried my best to follow her advice.

With her past experience working at a large company and her close relationship with my mother-in-law, she clearly knew what she was doing. She conducted the mock interview much more calmly than I could.

"Then, let's start with your self-introduction."

"Yes, I am…"

It really felt like an actual interview. I focused on the questions and gave my self-introduction, answering seriously.

She usually wore a warm expression, but now she looked all business, her face serious and focused. That made me take it even more seriously—but there was a problem.

'Women like this probably don't exist in real interviews… but I can't concentrate!'

Even though she was wearing a standard business suit, my eyes kept drifting to her chest. The fabric clung tightly, and her curves were clearly outlined.

Business suits usually tone down such things, but hers did the opposite. The buttons were stretched to the limit, and the gaps between them made it impossible not to glance.

I was struggling more with eye contact than interview anxiety.

"Hmm… where are you looking, Mr. Joohyun?"

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing."

"Really? But it seems like you keep looking at my chest."

"W-well…"

She had caught on. I thought she was about to scold me for being inappropriate, maybe give me some serious feedback. But then she flashed a suggestive smile.

"Hehehe♥… You shouldn't stare just because the interviewer has big breasts♥"

"I understand."

She leaned in slightly, pushing her chest together with her arms to emphasize it more.

The atmosphere was quickly shifting from professional to seductive, and I felt flustered.

"This suit was tailored ten years ago, so it doesn't quite fit anymore… especially around the chest♥"

The suit still fit her body well, except for that one area. It was obvious her chest had grown larger, sparking a mix of awkwardness and imagination.

"It probably got bigger recently… since a certain man keeps touching it every day♥"

"Gulp…"

She grinned, clearly referring to me. Despite the formal setting, the way she oozed sex appeal made it impossible to focus properly.

"But… why is your crotch bulging, Mr. Lee Joohyun?♥"

"W-well, that's…"

At this point, it wasn't a corporate mock interview anymore. It felt more like the script of an adult video. But even so, caught up in the mood, I continued answering her like a real interviewee.

"You shouldn't come to an interview with a bulge in your crotch because you want to sleep with the interviewer."

Swoosh…

"Interviewer?"

Usually, there's quite a distance between the interviewer and interviewee, but now we were facing each other closely. The ajumma's foot was almost touching my crotch.

"Ugh!"

Ajumma skillfully used her stocking-clad foot to caress my crotch. My dick started to grow bigger and become fully erect.

"To come here with such a big dick... Were you trying to persuade the interviewer with your dick to get hired?"

"No, that's not it… Ugh!"

The ajumma, who usually thought it was rude to use her feet when serving her master, was now using them to tease my dick and take advantage of her position.

"Oh my♥"

Slide… Slide…

She had unbelievable control over her feet and used her toes to unzip my pants and pull out my dick.

"Even if the interviewer is a masochistic woman who's easy to please, you shouldn't come to an interview with your dick erect like this.♥"

Slide… Slide… Slide… Slide…

"Ugh!!"

She started giving me a foot job with both feet, using the softness of her silk stockings.

"What kind of foot technique is that!?"

The ajumma was smiling as if she was enjoying giving me a footjob that felt completely different from a handjob.

"Having such a magnificent dick doesn't mean you can get hired. You have to know how to please a woman with it to be a great man."

"I-interviewer… Ugh!"

Slide… Slide… Slide… Slide…

Brrrrt Brrrrt Brrrrt Brrrrt

I ejaculated unexpectedly, shooting white semen onto the floor and her silk stockings.

"Haa♥… Then, let's start the real interview.♥"