Section Chief, You Smell a Bit...
"Woojin, you cut it close, huh? One more minute and you'd have been late."
"Sorry. I overslept..."
"You know that's the excuse I hate most, right?"
I knew it. I knew damn well.
When I woke up in the hotel, it was already past 8 a.m.
Seo Ji-ah must've left first—by the time I got up, all her stuff was gone.
Luckily, she'd paid the extension fee herself and left some pocket money on the desk labeled as taxi fare, so I could grab a cab and make it here.
"Get your shit together. You're not some rookie newbie, even if your position's low."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Don't make me nag you every time over crap like this."
Surprisingly, Seo Ji-ah looked totally normal, just like always.
Even after turning the bed, sofa, and chairs into a total mess last night, soaked in fluids everywhere.
How the hell could she act this chill after all that chaos?
"You've been scolded enough, so hurry up and get to your desk. Start working."
"Ah, yes, ma'am."
I give her my usual meek greeting.
But I sneak a quick glance to check for any changes in her.
She's still in yesterday's suit—couldn't change in time, and it reeks of cum.
Stains she couldn't fully clean, still lingering.
And...
Thud. Thud.
Seo Ji-ah walking through the office with slightly awkward steps.
Like a woman right after losing her virginity—uncomfortable as hell.
Everyone else seems oblivious since she's faking it so casually.
But once you notice the gait, it's blatantly obvious.
Hell, after pounding her in mating press over and over last night, legs spread wide...
It's a miracle she's even pretending to walk properly.
No way to hide something like that.
"Hm..."
God, I wanna march over and say, "Section Chief, remember last night when we fucked like animals?"
But not yet. Gotta hold back.
I reveal it only after I've turned her into a body that can't live without me.
Even if she finds out I'm Momster Man, she won't be able to escape.
"..."
...Maybe tease her just a little?
"Section Chief, is your leg hurting or something?"
"...What?"
Whoa. She's glaring daggers.
"You look a bit uncomfortable walking. Thought maybe you hurt your leg."
"...Your knack for noticing useless shit is impressive, but don't worry about it. Just my slippers are uncomfortable."
Slippers? Same ones as yesterday?
Seo Ji-ah, spouting an excuse that doesn't even qualify as one, starts to walk past my desk.
Then she suddenly turns back and comes over to my side.
"Does it show that I'm hurting?"
"Yeah. A little."
"Really? It's nothing, so don't worry."
Way to basically announce something happened, Section Chief.
And up close like this, the cum smell is real as fuck.
"Stop peeking at other people's walks and get to work, Woojin."
"Yes, ma'am!"
I snap to attention and pretend to work.
There we go.
She's trying hard to act like nothing happened, but she's definitely thinking about last night's sex...!
"Woojin, got chewed out again?"
Then a guy's voice calls from across the way.
Fuck. Caught by this asshole.
I sigh the second I see his face.
"Why poke the bear again? You know her temper."
This smirking prick is Bae Jeong-woo, deputy manager, 30 years old.
He saunters over to my desk, patting my shoulder like we're buddies.
"Can't read the room at all? Timing's everything."
"What room?"
"Oh, you know~ her period. Period."
"..."
Guy openly sexually harasses the boss when she's not at her desk. Total psycho.
Not that I have room to talk, after raw-dogging her a few hours ago.
"Our section chief's an old virgin, always bitching about everything~ Right? You've gotta pick up on that stuff to be popular with girls, Woojin."
"You must pick up on it well, then."
"Damn right~ That's why I've got a fiancée and wedding prep going. Unlike some eternal single prick."
"..."
Fuck... seriously.
Why does this bastard always gotta scratch at me?
Like he's got some itch he can't ignore—his hobby's needling people when he's bored.
Of course, he kisses up to superiors and gets favored... shockingly good reviews despite his bullshit.
"Woojin? Your face."
"I was smiling."
"Bullshit, you look ready to kill~."
Bae Jeong-woo pats my shoulder again, like "don't get cocky."
"You know regular employee recommendations start from deputy level, right~? Gotta shine now, Woojin. Critical time~ yeah?"
"...I'll do my best."
"Good. Oh, right. Got something for Saturday—I'm busy all weekend with wedding stuff and my fiancée~. You can handle it, right? Easy peasy. Something even you can do."
No, fuck...
...Gotta hold it in.
Not the time to flip the table yet.
"I'll give it my all."
"That's my boy! Woojin, fighting! Count on ya~."
Bae Jeong-woo pats my shoulder one last time and heads out for a smoke.
"...Fuck."
What a shitty corporate life.
I've endured two years of this crap.
Constant power trips and abuse—pure humiliation.
But from now on, things change bit by bit.
I pull out my phone and check my DMs.
The pinned chat with Seo Ji-ah sits at the top.
"..."
"Hoo..."
Seo Ji-ah let out more sighs than usual today.
Her mind was too preoccupied to focus on work.
"..."
Last night.
DMing that guy from the internet... meeting him in person.
Doing all sorts of filthy things, even giving up her virginity.
Have I lost my mind...?
Even thinking back, she couldn't believe she'd done it.
Normal her would've snapped out of it halfway.
But last night, once the fire started...
...She went all the way.
With that guy. Multiple times.
Sex......♡
"Eut...!"
She lightly touches her lower belly.
Feels like it's still inside...
First time having sex, and with a ridiculously huge guy.
She couldn't forget the sensation of him pushing into her womb.
"Section Chief. Section Chief?"
"Ah...!"
A voice snaps her back.
"...Su-yeon?"
"Got something bothering you? You've been spacing out."
"...No. Nothing."
Ryu Su-yeon, regular employee.
Same intake as Kang Woojin but converted to regular first—top performer, model employee.
And unlike her, outgoing and sociable.
Probably had sex experience way before me...?
Should I ask...? How to handle this?
She considers advice, but nixes it—sounds like admitting "I'm a virgin who just had sex yesterday♡."
Seo Ji-ah knew from experience: keep private life private.
"This is the report you mentioned yesterday. Wanted your review before sending to the director."
"Ah, yeah. Good job. Thanks, Su-yeon. I'll check and get back to you."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Straightforward girl. Energetic, positive vibe.
Youth, huh...
"But Section Chief, um..."
"What?"
Ryu Su-yeon glances around, then leans in quietly.
"You... might wanna spray some perfume."
"...Perfume?"
"Yeah. That smell... uh... haha..."
Ah...!
She noticed...
Her face burns.
Rushed here without stopping home, still in yesterday's suit...
And that guy came buckets all over her clothes...!
"Need some? I have mine."
"...Thanks. Please."
"Sure thing."
Ryu Su-yeon pulls out perfume like she was ready.
Sprays discreetly in key spots.
"...But Section Chief."
"Yeah?"
"You got a boyfriend now?"
"..."
Can't hide from someone experienced.
Lesson learned today.
"...No comment."
"Got it! My lips are sealed. Hehe. Girl's secret♡"
"..."
Quick on the uptake and considerate. Lucky.
...Wait.
Earlier with Kang Woojin—did he smell it too?
Nah.
He's oblivious to that stuff.
Probably didn't notice. Probably.
...Still bugs me.
"Gonna step out to the rooftop for a bit."
"Wanna go together?"
"No. Need to be alone."
Seo Ji-ah carefully stands and heads to the rooftop.
Not a usual spot for non-smoker her.
But she wanted fresh air to calm down.
Sitting in the office kept bringing back yesterday.
Why'd we do it in an office setup...?
Desk, chair, sofa, bed...
Hotel roleplay room, but still.
Inevitable in the actual office.
"Hoo..."
She sighs deeply on the rooftop.
Curiosity, stress... yesterday was an explosion of pent-up stuff. One deviation.
One time's enough for deviations.
She knew.
Go further, and it'd spiral out of control...
Her body already couldn't forget yesterday...
Drip...
"Eut..."
Momster Man.
That cock still felt so vivid...
Didn't know his name or face.
Sunglasses and mask on even during sex, sleep.
Thought about peeking before leaving, but stopped.
Just a one-night mistake. One-nighter.
No more meetings or contact.
No need for his face.
Never meet that guy again.
Today's been off too.
Not worth disrupting life over.
"..."
Seo Ji-ah turns on her phone screen with trembling hands.
Opens TwiXter, goes to DMs.
Block him here, and it's over.
He probably has tons of girls DMing—no way he'd care about me.
Block him.
She steels herself, finger on block.
Then.
A message pops up.
Real-time.
Ah... saw it.
Window open—read receipt sent.
Guess I have to reply...?
Farewell's polite before blocking, right?
She moves her finger to the chat.
"Section Chief!"
"Hii─!?"
Male voice from behind—she hides her phone behind her back.
"Hm? What's up?"
"N-nothing. Nothing."
"Doesn't look like nothing. You're acting super suspicious. Hiding something?"
Phone behind back, hunched over.
Even she sees how guilty it looks.
Quickly turns off screen, composes herself.
"Ahem, I said nothing. Woojin."
It was Kang Woojin.
The perpetual contract worker... kinda unreliable.
"And stop prying into my private life. The walk earlier too."
"Ah. Yes. I'll be careful."
I let it show a bit, since it hit a nerve.
"So, what brings you here?"
"Nah, just~ thought you looked tired, Section Chief."
Kang Woojin holds something out.
"Brought you one of these."
"......!!"
Seo Ji-ah freezes.
What he offered.
A hefty Monster can.