I'm Min Seoeun. Please Take Care of Me (1)
I set my hand on Han Minah's thigh. She turned her head back toward me, a look that asked what I thought I was doing.
Part of me wanted to keep gazing at that rather cute face of hers. But the light changed with a low hum of traffic, and I had to turn my eyes back to the road.
My right hand, however, had no such obligation.
The greatest advantage of driving an automatic, after all, was that one of your hands was free to wander. Determined to exploit that advantage to the fullest, I let my right hand drift slowly forward from her thigh, pausing for a moment around her knee.
"Mmm…?"
Han Minah let out a curious little sound, as if wondering what I was up to. It was an awfully cute voice for a woman her age. I chuckled and slipped my fingers under the hem of her skirt.
Everything from last night through this morning had been work. This wasn't.
And yet she showed not the slightest hint of discomfort as my hand crept deeper beneath her skirt. If anything, she let out a soft little laugh, as though she found my behavior adorable, and even parted her legs a fraction.
"Heh…"
Thanks to that, I could stroke the soft inner flesh of her thighs.
Why? Why was she allowing this kind of contact when it had nothing whatsoever to do with work?
The answer, of course, lay mostly with the Remarks I had attached to her. The third one in particular: she regarded physical contact with me as nothing more than teasing with a younger brother — and she liked it.
Which was why, when my hand reached the deepest part of her thighs and I gave her panties a little poke with my pinky, she didn't flinch. She didn't pull away. Instead, she gently drew my hand in through the fabric of her skirt and simply enjoyed it.
"Nnh…"
In that case, I could afford to be a little bolder.
I pushed my hand deeper, hooked her panties aside, and gently — very gently — stroked Han Minah's pussy, which was already faintly wet.
"Haaah… nnh, nnhhh, haa, haaaaah…"
She'd already burned through a serious amount of pent-up desire yesterday, so she no longer came apart at a single touch the way she had last night. But this voice suited her far better. She knew stimulation now. She knew pleasure. And because she knew it, you could hear that particular unhurried ease unique to a married woman.
What's more…
"Haaah… what is it, Woojin? After everything you did yesterday… you want to go again, hmm?"
She even let out a low, delighted little laugh, as if to say this noona would take whatever I wanted to give her, so I might as well go ahead and try.
Lim Jiwoo. Chae Dayeon. And going forward, Ju Harin and the Min Seoeun I was about to meet. I couldn't imagine any of them — not Jiwoo or Dayeon, whom I already knew reasonably well, and certainly not Harin or Seoeun — ever producing this particular brand of generous, unhurried atmosphere that was uniquely Han Minah's.
In a certain sense, that made her one of a kind. Precious, even.
I slid a finger into her pussy.
"Haaaaaah…!"
"Of course I do."
"Haaah… this is exactly what I, nh! — what I was worried about… haah, nnh… ah…!"
"Worried about what?"
"Not because of the promotion exam — I was worried you'd use the exam as an excuse just because you wanted to, haah! — wanted to do it with me, ah, haaah…"
I kept tormenting Han Minah's pussy with my fingers the entire drive toward her apartment. By the time we arrived, she had been at it for a good twenty minutes, and the amount of wetness she had poured over my hand was considerable. When I withdrew my fingers from under her skirt, they gleamed with it.
"Ahp—"
Without the slightest warning, she seized my wrist and began lazily licking her own juices from my fingers.
"Mmh, slurp, mmh… heh, haaumm, slurp—"
The smiling eyes she flashed me while she did it were far more wanton than anything even a fox-faced beauty could manage.
"Haaah… I'll see you tomorrow, then, Woojin."
Once she had licked every last trace of herself from my hand, she left a mischievous little kiss on my fingertip and stepped out of the car.
After she was gone, I sat there for a moment, considering. Then I awarded Han Minah two points toward her HR Score.
Monday.
It should have been the kind of Monday that makes you want to wring SpongeBob out like a dishrag. Instead, I was in a genuinely good mood — thanks to two separate things I was looking forward to.
That good mood got me out of bed earlier than usual, out the door earlier than usual, and into the office earlier than usual. Miracles upon miracles, raining down one after another.
"Good morning."
Arriving earlier than usual meant, naturally, that a few of the faces you expected to see were not yet at their desks. Even better.
I sat down in the peculiar chill of an early-spring morning office and immediately pulled out the HR Management App.
"Alright then…"
Today. Monday, March 4th.
On the drive home yesterday, Han Minah had told me about the new hire who would be assigned as my junior. This Min Seoeun — the recruit who was about to become my mentee — was almost certainly the same new hire my orientation-mate Kim Jinyong had mentioned during the new-employee OT.
There are some real lookers among this year's new hires.
One of them is seriously gorgeous. Like, next-level.
I'm not kidding. How did you miss her?
The ID photo Han Minah had shown me made it immediately obvious why Jinyong had said all that.
That was the first thing I was looking forward to.
And the second…
…was the prospect of using this new hire to torment the woman who never failed to put me in a fucking foul mood.
How to mess with her, though.
I thought about it for a moment, then started writing.
The most basic of basics first — something that would put me in control while keeping everything a secret.
Next.
Something that would deliver humiliation, shame, and disgrace to Ju Harin, all in one package.
And then something that would give her a genuine shock.
Finally, I set the stage that would actually let me punish her.
Perfect.
Satisfied, I slipped the phone — which contained nothing but the HR Management App — back into my pocket, and only then booted up my computer and started the Monday grind.
By the time the rest of the department would have been settling into their seats, Han Minah had already left the office for the first-floor seminar room.
It was packed, and noisy — but she knew that noise was made of nerves. Everyone in this room was a new hire. How tense must they be?
Everyone except one.
"Is Min Seoeun here?"
"Yes."
"Would you come this way?"
"Yes."
The new hire named Min Seoeun did not appear tense in the slightest. She wasn't trembling even a little.
"And… Park Chihyeon?"
"Yes! Park Chihyeon, ma'am!"
"Chihyeon, would you come this way as well?"
"Yes!"
A perfect contrast to Park Chihyeon, the other new hire who had been assigned to Planning Team 1 alongside her.
"Let me just introduce myself first. I'm Han Minah, Team Leader of Planning Team 1."
Even then, the difference held.
"Y-yes! Park Chihyeon! I look forward to working with you!"
"I look forward to working with you. I am Min Seoeun."
Where Park Chihyeon was visibly shaking, Min Seoeun remained utterly composed — even with a Team Leader personally coming down to collect them. Of course, whether or not someone got nervous in front of a Team Leader wasn't a measure of job performance. Still, you couldn't help but feel a flicker of expectation.
"You two can follow me. I'll show you to the office."
"Yes."
"Ah — understood!"
Where Seoeun was calm, Chihyeon continued to trail after Han Minah with a trembling voice and equally trembling steps.
The problem was the woman walking in front of them.
"Auh…"
This Team Leader was scattering such a dense, concentrated allure with every smile that Chihyeon was almost grateful to be a new hire. At least this way, if he ended up wearing a slack-jawed expression, he could blame it on first-day nerves instead of on Han Minah.
Thighs that looked like they would be impossibly soft. An ass that looked like it would give under a hand. A pelvis that swayed with every step. Each time Han Minah's heels clicked against the floor, they stole Park Chihyeon's eyes all over again.
I shouldn't be doing this. It's the first day. This is dangerous.
He tried turning his gaze aside, but that didn't help much either.
Min Seoeun.
This woman — his fellow new hire — had a faintly intimidating look, nothing like Han Minah's warm, inviting one. Lips pressed firmly shut. Eyes with a slightly sharp cast. A spine held perfectly straight.
But you didn't even need a close look. A glance was enough to tell that Min Seoeun was a dangerous woman in her own right. A height that looked like it cleared 170 centimeters. Long legs to match. A wide pelvis thrown into sharp relief by a suit tailored to fit her exactly.
"Haaah…"
Office life was going to be rough — just not in the way he'd expected.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before they reached the seventh floor and the Planning Team 1 office. Han Minah, with the two new hires in tow, clapped her hands twice.
"Just a moment, everyone — could I have your attention, please?"
In that sweetly lingering voice of hers, she gathered the team's focus and introduced the two people standing behind her.
"These two have just joined Planning Team 1. This is Park Chihyeon, and this is Min Seoeun. Chihyeon, would you like to start with a brief self-introduction?"
"P-please take care of me! Newly hired as of today, Park! Chi! Hyeon! I look forward to working with all of you!"
There was a certain reckless spirit in the greeting, and Planning Team 1 answered it with a round of warm applause.
And then—
"I am Min Seoeun. I look forward to working with you."
Seoeun's short, heavy greeting was met with applause and a welcome that felt faintly awkward, as though the room had been slightly overwhelmed.
Park Chihyeon, however, was tense for an entirely different reason.
Han Minah. Min Seoeun. And over there — the fox-faced senior.
Not even one department. One team, and three women like this had been packed into it. This was… he really shouldn't be thinking this way. But if things were already like this, he could at least hope that one of the three would end up sitting close to him—
"Chihyeon?"
"Y-yes!"
"Yu Minseong over here will be giving you a lot of help going forward."
—and that hope was shattered from the very first moment.
Meanwhile.
"And Seoeun."
"Yes."
"Assistant Manager Choi Woojin over here will be giving you a lot of help going forward."
Min Seoeun followed Han Minah's pointing finger and met the eyes of the man who would be her mentor.
"Hello. I am Min Seoeun. I look forward to working with you."