The Ultimate Proof: I'm Momster Man
8 PM.
Sinchon Station, Exit 4.
In that sketchy area packed with motels behind it.
"When's she gonna show...?"
I was hiding in the shadows of a nearby building, keeping an eye on the exit.
We'd agreed to meet right out front... but no sign of Seo Ji-ah yet.
Being a college district, droves of university students were streaming by.
One or two of 'em might've even been the ones who DM'd me, right?
Twitch twitch.
Just thinking about it was getting me hard again.
But I had to hold back.
Tonight's hole for this dick was already decided.
"She's here...!"
The DM popped up just as I spotted Seo Ji-ah emerging from the exit.
Still in her work suit from the office, minus the employee ID badge. Honest to a fault.
Typical Seo Ji-ah, showing up to a meet like this in a damn suit.
She stood demurely in front of the exit, fiddling with her phone.
Meanwhile, flocks of female college students paraded past her.
"Doesn't hold back against those girls at all..."
Seo Ji-ah was 32, right?
Old if you call it old, young if you call it young.
But stacked up against college kids, she couldn't help but look older.
"Totally overwhelming."
Even among them, she drew stares like a magnet. Her looks demanded attention.
Sure, those massive tits accounted for 80% of it.
But her face held its own just fine.
Problem was the icy expression.
That frosty face was on full display even out here.
But once I slammed my Momster Man-level cock into her...
How would that cold mask melt?
The second I sent the DM, I saw her shoulders twitch.
She lifted her head slightly, scanning around.
I savored the sight for a moment, then stepped out from behind her.
"You're the one who messaged on TwiXter, right?"
"......?"
She whipped around at my voice.
I waved casually.
"Hey. Momster Man here."
Seo Ji-ah spun around and flinched, taking a step back the moment she saw me.
Makes sense—she'd be startled.
I had sunglasses and a mask covering my face, plus clothes totally out of season.
She eyed me up and down with cold suspicion.
"You're the... 'Body Cam Guy'?"
"Yep. That's me."
I'd dressed like this on purpose to hide my identity.
Obviously, no way was I revealing myself to Seo Ji-ah yet.
If she knew who I was right here, we'd be lucky if she didn't slap me into next week—no sex, nothing.
Better if only I knew each other's secrets.
"Hiding your face, I see."
She studied my covered face carefully.
But come on, Section Chief. You're the perv who hit me up over my dick pic.
No backing out just 'cause the face is masked.
I was banking on that monster cock of mine.
"Gotta cover up for privacy. The internet's blowing up over it."
"I see. I understand that much."
The 'Body Cam Guy' and 'Momster Man' frenzy from yesterday was still topping wiki trends and TwiXter searches.
She nodded like she got it, but didn't drop her guard—not one bit.
Still, no bolting for the hills meant...
She was down to spend the night with the masked stranger.
I thumbed over my shoulder.
"Now that we've met, shall we head out?"
"Ah. Um."
"Yeah?"
"Before we go... could I verify a bit more?"
She stared right through me.
"That you're the real Body Cam Guy..."
"Ohhh~ Proof, huh?"
"Yes."
Proof, she says.
Pretty cautious, Section Chief.
Easy enough—just flash our DM screens on our phones.
But where's the fun in that?
"How about a feel, then?"
"Pardon?"
I thrust my proud crotch forward a bit.
She flinched back.
"This is the surest proof there is. Beats anything else."
"Right here...?"
Her face flushed as she glanced around.
Section Chief wasn't usually the type to care about prying eyes.
—Don't worry about others. Just do your job, Woojin.
—You came here to work, right? That's all that matters.
...Or so she'd say.
But groping dick in public? Guess that drew stares.
"For real...?"
"Hm?"
"Can I really... touch it?"
"Go ahead."
"It won't cause problems later?"
Jesus.
Classic Seo Ji-ah—still nitpicky even now.
She DM'd me, dragged her ass here, but faced with a guy, she won't show her true colors?
Time for a little nudge.
I slipped my hand behind her back, wrapping around her shoulder.
She jolted at the touch.
Shot me a sharp glare.
"H-Hey."
"Don't sweat it. We're here to have fun tonight, right?"
"Have fun..."
Still cold, still guarded.
Gonna take some coaxing to crack that shell.
I grabbed her hesitating wrist and pulled her close.
"Ah...!"
Practically a hug now.
Her massive tits squished against me.
Squish...♡
Fuck, these tits are insane...!
Onlookers glanced our way.
She noticed, voice dropping.
"Wait. Even so, not here..."
"It's fine. They'll just think we're a couple."
"A couple...?"
"Just angle your body like this—no one'll see the touching."
"......"
No words, but I could feel her heart pounding from here.
Wary of a total stranger, sure.
But pressed up against one? Lust kicking in.
"......Haa."
Up close, even her horny breaths leaked out.
Even after all that, she fidgeted with her hand.
But finally, she steeled herself.
"Over the clothes... right?"
"Hand in my pants?"
"No! No, just over."
Somehow felt like she'd hoped for inside the pants.
Not that the dishonest Section Chief would admit it.
"Alright... here goes."
She twisted her body, scanning around repeatedly.
Waited for a lull in the passersby,
Slide...
Her hand tentatively rested on my pants.
Woooh...!
...Not quite.
Missed the dick entirely.
"Not there."
"Pardon...?"
"Higher."
"Ah, sorry. ...First time with this."
"Groping cock outdoors?"
"...You're teasing."
A bit, yeah.
How often do you get to toy with the prickly Section Chief like this?
Gotta milk the chance.
"Here...?"
"A little more."
"Here?"
"Too high. That's my abs."
"Ah, sorry."
She fumbled around my body for ages.
"......Ah."
Finally, shyly gripped my cock.
"Here, right."
"Yeah. My dick."
"......Big. Just like the pic."
"Wait'll you see it live."
"......"
Couldn't bring herself to say she wanted to.
Turned her head away silently.
Squeeze squeeze.
But kept fondling away.
Shifting her hand—shaft to base, up to the head.
Exploring every inch, mapping the shape.
Stroke. Streeeetch.
"...It's really... huge."
Urgh...
Handjob from the Section Chief? Dick's about to burst...!
Actually getting one made it ten times hotter.
But hold it together.
The real fun was just starting.
"That's enough."
I twisted away before she could go further.
"Ah......"
Section Chief, that disappointed look was obvious.
"You groped so long, people might notice."
"...!!"
She flinched, looking around wildly.
"N-No one... saw, right?"
Luckily, everyone just kept walking.
Someone glanced earlier, but no need to mention.
"Proof enough?"
"...Yes. You're the real 'Body Cam Guy.'"
She cleared her throat like nothing happened.
"Verified? Let's go, then."
"...Where to...?"
Where else.
"To fuck, obviously."
Slipping into the alley by Exit 4, foot traffic vanished instantly.
This was love hotel central—motels and hotels jammed side by side.
Besides a few couples, no one around.
And me and the Section Chief?
"Never figured you for the arm-in-arm type..."
Strolled linked up like any other couple.
She resisted at first, sure.
But convinced her it looked natural, she relented.
Wonder if she really hated it, though.
"Not used to linking arms?"
"Ah... well."
I could kinda guess why.
My arm was already buried in her sideboob.
"With tits this big, this position's awkward."
"Aha."
Couldn't even look at me, just let me lead.
It was a "got a boyfriend?" jab, but her answer veered off.
...No way she actually doesn't?
Got me curious.
Come to think of it, I knew squat about her personal life.
"By the way, don't you need proof from me?"
"Proof?"
"Yeah. That the girl in those pics is really me."
Those tits? 100% match. Proof unnecessary.
Since I knew already, I pivoted.
"No need to check here."
Thud.
Stopped in front of a building.
Hotel Pia
"We can check inside."
"......"
I headed into the hotel with the bashfully nodding Section Chief.
Unmanned— no clerk, just a kiosk.
"They've got rooms with all kinds of themes here."
"...Neat."
She peered at the screen.
Standard rooms to...
Hospital, classroom, subway, prison, changing room, office, elevator, car, gym, basement, mirror room, ryokan...
Every damn concept imaginable.
Roleplay heaven. Took some digging online to find it.
"Which one?"
"......"
"Pick whatever. Something you'll enjoy—whatever gets you going."
"Even so?"
"Go for it."
She's the one who wanted roleplay first.
"Pick what you want, easy."
"W-Well then..."
She scrolled carefully, pondering.
Finally selected one.
"......"
Whoa.
Didn't expect her to go straight for that.
Fits the workaholic who lives at the office, pulling overnights...
Tells me all I need about her "fantasy scenario."
"I'll cover the bill."
She whipped out her card from her bag, swiping for the 90,000-won day room without hesitation.
"I wanted to meet first."
Not a bad attitude.
Time to reward it.
No idea about her plans, but one-night stand? Not for me.
No way I'd bang these insane tits once and done.
Gotta make tonight unforgettable—have her crawling back.
Then office life gets way more fun.
"Ready? To fuck."
"......"
Grabbed the card key from the kiosk, pulled her shoulder close again.
This time, she nestled in obediently.
Glanced down at her face.
Section Chief wore an expression unimaginable at work.
".........Yeah."