Episode 5: Follower NA12CL24
Episode 5) Follower NA12CL24
Office hours start at 9 AM. Current time: 8:32 AM. I thought I might have arrived a bit early, but Assistant Manager Ara was already there before me. The moment she arrived, she sat next to me and spoke.
"Is this a bit too much? What do you think?"
I had just taken a sip of the coffee I bought on my way in, and I nearly spat it out when I saw Ara. I muttered softly, "Isn't the padding in your bra a bit... I mean, isn't this a little excessive?"
"Right? Ugh, hold on. Let me adjust my outfit a bit. I brought plenty of clothes. Wait for me in the supply room."
"Sure."
A short while later, after tweaking her look, she joined me in the supply room, sitting across from me at the table. She must have sprayed new perfume—or maybe it was hair mist—because a pleasant, distinctly feminine scent wafted over, making my heart race involuntarily. Honestly, Assistant Manager Ara is really pretty. Whether intentional or accidental, the way she sat made her panties completely visible. Trying to hide my awkwardly shifting gaze, I blurted out a pointless question.
"Did you put on new perfume?"
"No, hair mist. My hair's long, so it's hard to manage."
Once the conversation lulled, she spoke up.
"I thought a lot about it last night. I realized I have less than a month left before I leave this job, right?"
"Yeah."
"So that means we have to squeeze out as much as we can in these four weeks. Let's give it our all. If this guy can casually drop a million won every week, he's probably capable of spending way more. Just enough to buy a car, at least."
I nodded, then added,
"But even after you resign, we could still keep filming, right?"
"Weekdays are tough for both of us, and what excuse would I give my boyfriend to go out on weekends?"
Fair point. If a homebody like me suddenly started making excuses to go out every weekend, Da-hee would get suspicious immediately.
"So let's wrap this up within a month. Since he's into netorare, I should pretend I have a boyfriend, right?"
"You had a boyfriend?"
"Nope. But I have a partner. So let's just set it up that way. Oh, does that guy know your name, Dong-jae?"
"No."
"Not even your surname?"
"No."
"What's the account name?"
"Neto Manager Kim."
She grimaced at the name but nodded. "Got it." Then she ordered,
"Lock the meeting room door."
"Huh? We're filming now?"
"It's 8:42. Let's shoot quickly and get out in five minutes."
"Oh, okay."
The supply room wasn't exactly a high-traffic area, but still—this was a workplace. And here I was, about to film a half-naked female colleague. Technically, from Da-hee's perspective, this was cheating. But screw it—I locked the door anyway. Assistant Manager Ara touched up her makeup one last time before saying,
"I'll take my clothes off now, okay?"
I turned my head slightly, but the sound of her clothes sliding to the floor made my heart pound like it was about to burst.
"Turn on the camera and get ready."
I hit record. Now naked, she asked,
"Do I look good?"
My heart raced wildly. Through the phone's angle, I could see the bare chest and nipples of a female coworker—along with her mischievous smile.
"Yeah... you look beautiful."
"My face isn't in it, right? Starting with the face would ruin the fun."
I adjusted the angle slightly and focused on the screen.
This was too intense. It felt like I'd been thrown back into puberty, watching porn for the first time. My heart hammered as if it might explode. I tried to suppress my arousal, but I was already half-hard.
"Aren't you taking photos? Oh, you're in video mode?"
When I confirmed, Assistant Manager Ara laughed.
"Damn, Manager Shin. Going straight for video?"
"I-I'll switch to photo mode."
The angle was downright explicit. Assistant Manager Ara's body was incredible—I knew she was attractive, but not this much.
"Don't just take one. Get multiple shots. We can't do this every day."
"Right."
Click. Click. Click.
"Don't you have any poses in mind that guys find sexy? Anything you think would work?"
"I do, but it's almost 8:50. People will start arriving soon..."
Despite my thoughts, my mouth betrayed me with a sensible reply. At that, Assistant Manager Ara leaned closer to the camera and asked,
"Really? You want to stop now?"
As if.
"Honestly, I'd love to keep shooting all day."
She smirked, then took the camera from my hands and said,
"Manager Shin, want to actually cheat with me just once? The tweets would feel way more real and thrilling."
My dick was already fully erect—so much that pre-cum was leaking. A light shiver ran through me, though I tried not to show it. Honestly, I wanted to pull it out right then, shove it into Ara's mouth, and unload inside.
"Uh..."
My heart pounded like it might burst. Thud. Thud. Thud. Had Assistant Manager Ara done this often? She showed no hesitation. Then again, with looks like hers and a history of running a sex Twitter account, it wasn't surprising. Of course, I knew the truth—to her, I was just a thrill, a chance to steal another woman's man. And if we got caught? I'd lose everything—including Da-hee, my precious girlfriend of ten years.
No. That's not happening.
"Sorry, Assistant Manager Ara—"
I tried to refuse, but she reached out and flicked my fully hardened cock.
"You're saying no like this?"
"I have a girlfriend..."
She sighed in exasperation—though, given the situation, we'd already crossed a line—and headed toward the corner.
"Let's just take a few more photos over here then."
Click!
This time, I captured her face in the frame. I knew the tendencies of netorare and sex Twitter followers. At first, they're thrilled with just body shots—but eventually, they crave face pics. Without them, they'd assume the photos were stolen from someone else.
"Oops!"
"What?"
"We need verification."
"Verification?"
"Proof that these aren't just random pics..."
"Ah! What's that gullible account's name?"
"na12cl24."
Assistant Manager Ara tried writing the username on her chest with lipstick, but it wasn't working well, so she asked me to do it. Gulping hard, I took the lipstick and moved closer to her chest.
Gulp.
This was something I'd never even done with Da-hee—body writing. And the unavoidable sensation of Ara's chest under my fingers—soft yet surprisingly firm—made my face burn.
"Are you sure you won't regret not cheating with me? You won't go home crying and punching the floor?"
Her words, whispered as I wrote on her chest, combined with her breath against my ear, pushed me past full erection—to the point where the slightest touch might make me burst.
"Your handwriting's not great, but it's charming. I like men who write well."
I wanted to drop my pants and thrust right then. As my breathing grew ragged, she teased even more.
"Manager Shin, you're actually older than me, right? Should I call you oppa? Dong-jae. Oppa."
Ah... I still couldn't believe this wasn't a dream. Stripping my direct superior at work, writing on her chest with lipstick, hearing her call me oppa, and taking verification pics—
Ah...
My pants were already a mess. It wasn't just pre-cum—I'd leaked way too much. If I weren't wearing black slacks, it would've been embarrassingly obvious. I'd have to clean up in the bathroom later. Finally, I finished writing.
"L-Let's take the photo now."
"If we shoot from just one angle, it'll look like we took them all in one go. Get some from over there too."
"Okay."
Click!
Done.
"That's it."
As I spoke, Assistant Manager Ara was already getting dressed.
"Then, Manager Shin, hurry to the bathroom and clean your underwear before heading back. The smell's reaching me. It's not just a little, is it?"
"It's just a bit of pre-cum..."
She chuckled.
My underwear was a disaster. It was practically soaked—like I'd already ejaculated once. No wonder she could smell it. God, this was embarrassing. I considered tossing them but figured Da-hee might notice if I came home commando, so I wiped myself clean with tissue and returned to my desk. Team Leader Seo was chatting with the marketing team lead, while Assistant Manager Ara glanced at me with a smile.
"Everything okay?"
Instead of answering, she scanned me up and down before whispering so softly no one else could hear:
"Premature Ejaculation"
"No, I'm not."
"Premature Ejaculation."
...I decided to stop responding after that.
During lunch, everyone went out to eat, but Assistant Manager Ara and I stayed behind in the meeting room again. Unlike usual, when we didn't join the planning team for lunch, Team Leader Seo raised an eyebrow.
"Manager Shin, not eating with the planning team today?"
"Ah! We're checking some equipment orders, so Assistant Manager Ara and I grabbed an early lunch. We just ordered naengmyeon to the office."
"Oh?"
She looked at both of us with mild surprise. Honestly, that woman can't hide who she dislikes—her gaze at Ara was sharp enough to cut glass.
To cater to our wealthy pushover follower, NA12CL24, Ara and I huddled in the closed meeting room (Ara literally pressed her forehead against mine while shamelessly flirting, though she recoiled with a shriek when I lied, "I didn't wash my hair this morning") and drafted our next post.
"If we just post fully nude photos right away, he'll lose interest fast... Let's build a narrative first."
"What kind?"
I answered,
"Something like—I'm torn about breaking up with my girlfriend, Da-hee—well, Haneul, her alias online—and end up sharing my worries with a female coworker. Then, things get... complicated between us. Of course, she has a boyfriend too. Think that'll hook him?"
"Sounds fun. I like it."
KIMMNETO @neto9900993 minutes ago
Her name is Assistant Manager Ji-eun (alias). Once everyone left for lunch, she started teasing me... Please, don't make it any harder for me to resist.
KIMMNETO @neto9900993 hours ago
Last night, on our way home from work, I ended up confiding in a female coworker about my troubles. Before I knew it, something... ambiguous sparked between us. She has a boyfriend. I have a girlfriend. Is this right?
Once the posts went live, Ara spun around the meeting room, scrolling through my account on her phone before suddenly stopping.
"Wait, why am I using an alias? 'Assistant Manager Ji-eun'? I don't mind using my real name."
"Better safe than sorry."
"People will recognize me anyway—I've got this long permed hair. I've got more followers than you'd think."
Oh. That a problem?
"Well, for now. If we get caught, we'll deal with it then. Or I could play dumb and pretend I don't know 'Ji-eun's' real identity."
"Ooh! That's fun. Okay, let's do that."
"And if NA12CL24 bites, we'll hit him with the racy photos and verification shots we took earlier."
"Deal."
"This is way too fun. Ugh, now I don't even wanna quit. Imagine doing this with you every day, Manager Shin."
Ara really did have a childish side. 'If it's fun, that's all that matters'—was that the right way to put it? I wasn't sure, but there was something almost transparently pure about her. Though if that purity took a dark turn, she'd probably become pure evil.
"Let me know if that rich pushover responds."
"Want me to just give you the account login?"
I figured she'd want to keep tabs since her explicit photos were involved, but Ara was surprisingly casual.
"Too much hassle. Just manage it and update me. But why's our food taking so long?"
"The delivery guy says he's almost here. I'll go check."
"Great!"
NA12CL24 stayed silent until nearly quitting time, finally messaging me at 5:53 PM.
[NA12CL24: Enjoyed the tweets. Oh? A new flame besides Haneul? Lol. Things are getting interesting...]
I was a little nervous. At its core, netorare thrived on the despair of losing 'your woman'—the twisted pleasure of that betrayal. If I pivoted to some random new girl (Ara as 'Ji-eun') instead of Haneul (Da-hee), he might lose interest. But thankfully, his reaction wasn't bad.
[Me: Yeah, we bonded over money problems. Turns out Ji-eun was struggling too, and before I knew it... we kissed.]
[NA12CL24: Lol. Intriguing.]
After my reply, he laughed it off before probing further.
[NA12CL24: Judging by the pics, it doesn't look like things stopped at just kissing?]
[Me: Sharp as always lol.]
I layered on more details.
[Me: Honestly, last night, we ended up badmouthing our partners... I confessed my netorare kink, and Ji-eun opened up about her... liberal sexual tastes.]
[NA12CL24: LMAO. A match made in heaven. No offense, but a slut and a netorare pushover? Iconic.]
His vibe suggested he wasn't just into netori—he had dominant tendencies too. Not uncommon among netori types, really. The thrill of stealing, dominating, and controlling both halves of a couple. A netori-dom, a master type?
Time to drop the finisher.
[Me: Since we were being honest... I might've crossed a line. Something pretty bold.]
[NA12CL24: Oh? Bold how? Now I'm excited.]
[Me has sent an image.]
[NA12CL24: Oh... Wow. Holy shit.]
After a full minute of silence, he finally replied, awed.
[NA12CL24: You said 'crossed a line,' but this is a god-tier gift. To get something like this in just one day... Lol. My instincts were right.]
Truthfully, I just got lucky. How many women like Ara even exist? And even among those into sex Twitter, how many would openly admit it like her?
[NA12CL24: Can't just take a gift like this without giving back. Here's a little something for you.]
He sent roughly 21 million KRW worth of Bytecoin to my wallet.
Holy fucking shit.
[NA12CL24: The week's not over yet. Consider this a small token of appreciation for the premium content lol.]
[Me: Thanks.]
[NA12CL24: Looking forward to more. From 'Ji-eun' (alias, but still), Haneul, and of course, Netorare Manager Kim lol.]
[NA12CL24: DM me right after you post. I'll reply ASAP.]
[Me: Will do.]
That wrapped up today's exchange. I immediately turned to Ara across the desk.
"He replied."
"What'd he say?"
"Took the bait. More importantly, he sent payment in crypto. Want it in coins or cash?"
"I'm done with crypto. Cash me out."
'Done'? Did she get burned before? Not that I could judge—I'd sworn off crypto too. I instantly initiated the 21 million KRW withdrawal and pulled her into the hallway, then back into the meeting room.
"Give me your account number. The exchange takes about 24 hours to process, so by tomorrow evening, after fees, you'll get around 10.35 million KRW."
But Ara's face fell slightly.
"How much? 35,000 KRW? That's... less than I thought."
"Ten! Point! Thirty-five! Million!"
"Whoa! Seriously?!"
Ara nearly jumped for joy when she saw the transaction and pending transfer. Then, out of nowhere, she planted a kiss on me.
"Thank-you kiss. You don't mind, right?"
"...Why would I?"
She checked her watch and grinned.
"If we keep this up, we might actually hit 100 million KRW in a month."
Then she headed back to her desk to wrap up for the day.
Ten million already. At this rate, maybe I won't need to be some son-in-law living under my in-laws' thumb. Maybe Da-hee and I can make it on our own.
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