Pretending Nothing Happened
Section Chief. No issues over the weekend, right?
"Ugh……."
The moment Seo Ji-ah sat down at her desk after arriving at work, she clutched her head.
Why the hell had she done something like that?
It was something she regretted every time she thought about it.
The Saturday before last.
She'd met her subordinate Woojin... and had sex with him.
No, more precisely.
She'd met Momster Man, realized that man was Woojin... but even after figuring it out, she'd still gone and fucked him.
And it wasn't even normal sex.
They'd snuck into the company office over the weekend and done it right on top of her desk...!
"Eek……!"
Just thinking about it again made her head throb.
There were limits to how embarrassing something could be….
"…Section Chief. You okay?"
An employee from another desk looked at her with concern.
"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. I'm fine."
"Your face looks really bad. Is something worrying you?"
"Uh, um… no. Just work stuff."
She said it was work, but.
Everyone knew—including herself—that she wasn't the type to sigh heavily at her desk when things didn't go smoothly.
It was so different from her usual self.
And yet, knowing that, Seo Ji-ah couldn't stop sighing.
"Um…. By any chance."
"Yes, Section Chief."
"Does any weird smell come out or anything?"
"Smell? Hmm…. Not sure."
Good.
All that cleaning she'd done yesterday sneaking into work had paid off.
When she'd been fucking Woojin... Momster Man at her desk, she hadn't even noticed.
But after the sex, looking at her desk—it was a total mess.
Papers and supplies scattered everywhere.
The floor soaked with her pussy juices.
Water dripping from the desk.
And above all, that thick smell….
In the end, she'd spent the entire day yesterday scrubbing to get rid of the odor.
It clung so stubbornly that she'd even bought Febreze and emptied a whole bottle spraying it everywhere.
She'd tidied her desk and double-checked every spot along the paths people might walk, just in case she'd missed a drop.
I absolutely can't do something like that in the office again….
Seo Ji-ah swore to herself over and over.
But still, she kept thinking about it.
About how good it had felt….
That man. Momster Man.
No, Woojin….
He kept popping into her head.
Woojin's voice. His breathing.
His rough hands groping her body.
And the shape of that cock that made her feel so good.
Not a single detail missing.
And every time she recalled it.
She felt her lower belly heat up.
"How did I end up like this……."
She shouldn't have done it.
At least, she should have stopped the moment she realized Momster Man was Woojin.
But she couldn't refuse.
The desire screamed by her body, which already remembered the pleasure of submitting to Woojin.
And at the end… I even called out Woojin's name without thinking.
She didn't have the courage to face Woojin.
She had no idea what face to make….
Part of her wanted to run away and avoid him.
But she couldn't call in sick to work over a worry she couldn't tell anyone about.
On the contrary, skipping work would just make it seem like she was hyper-aware of what happened last time, drawing even more unwanted attention….
When she met Woojin.
What should she say?
About what happened on Saturday…
Should she even bring it up?
She glanced at the clock.
Woojin would be here soon.
Thump.
Thump thump.
Aah…….
Seo Ji-ah's heart kept pounding.
I headed to work today too, checking Ha Min-seo's DM as usual.
Min-seo. She has a fiancé and all.
Yet every morning, she messages another man to say hi and sends photos without getting tired of it.
Calling him Master, no less.
I looked at the photo Ha Min-seo sent.
It was a mirror selfie, phone in one hand, skirt lifted up.
Panties... slutty purple ones.
"Ahem…."
Pretty damn hot.
Judging by the timing, she'd snapped it right after Bae Jeong-woo left for work.
Did Bae Jeong-woo have any idea his fiancée was doing this?
From what she'd told me, he treated Ha Min-seo like his personal maid.
A maid who only listened to him.
What would his face look like if he knew the woman he saw as his maid was sending DMs like this to another man…?
I was dying to see Bae Jeong-woo's expression.
I scrolled through her SNS account too.
The video I'd edited a bit from the scene with Seo Ji-ah in the office—reaction was explosive again.
Who the fuck was this guy begging to be invited as a cuck?
Seemed like a total freak, so I ignored him.
DMs were still piling up by the thousands….
"Hm?"
One DM caught my eye.
"Hmm…."
Nothing special about it on its own.
I'd gotten hundreds of similar DMs already.
Women calling themselves sows or bitches, begging to get pounded by a huge cock—I'd seen enough to be sick of it.
But what hooked me on this one specifically was something else.
The account… it's a burner?
Checking the sender's profile, a certain alt account popped up.
"……."
I rubbed my eyes and checked the DM again.
These two… same account?
This oughta be fun.
I followed back and headed to the office.
"Good morning."
He's here….
Woojin's here…!
Seo Ji-ah secretly glanced at Kang Woojin from her seat as he arrived.
His face was so nonchalant, it was hard to believe he'd fucked her right here the other day.
How could he be so calm? Woojin…?
She was dying inside from obsessing over it.
Watching him stroll casually to his desk like nothing happened made her a little annoyed.
I'm agonizing over this….
Did Woojin think what happened the other day was no big deal?
As she stole glances at him, Woojin approached her desk first and bowed his head in greeting.
"Good morning, Section Chief."
"Eek……."
Her body froze the instant she heard his voice.
Stay calm.
Act normal around Woojin.
Fortunately, judging by the office vibe, he hadn't told anyone or started any rumors about fucking her.
If he'd planned to spread gossip, he would've done it the first time they met.
She turned her head slightly to return the greeting, but couldn't quite meet his eyes.
"Y-yeah, come on in…. Woojin."
It was hard to look at Woojin's face.
If she did….
It felt like he'd see right through that she was hyper-aware of him.
"Yes, Section Chief. No issues over the weekend, right?"
"…W-weekend?"
Her voice cracked.
She whipped her head around to check the surrounding employees.
Why bring up the weekend all of a sudden here…? Woojin!
And right in front of everyone…!
Thankfully, half the office was still empty.
But someone might overhear.
Seo Ji-ah lowered her voice a bit to reply.
"W-well…? Nothing special on the weekend…."
"Hm? You handled that issue over the weekend, right? With us."
Issue handling?
Oh…. Right.
Before meeting Momster Man and fucking, she'd first met the real Woojin and worked at a café….
She'd totally forgotten, fixated only on the evening sex.
She cleared her throat quickly and changed the subject.
"Oh…. R-right. That. Yeah, uh, we did. G-good work over the weekend, Woojin."
"No big deal with your help, Section Chief."
She scanned Woojin's expression.
Still… his usual face.
She'd been startled by the weekend mention for a second.
But in the end, back to work talk.
Maybe Woojin really planned to act normal, like always?
Maybe she was the only one overthinking it, unable to even talk properly to him.
Woojin chatting casually like nothing was wrong….
Did that mean he was going to pretend he didn't know?
That she was the woman meeting Momster Man.
If so, that was a relief.
If Woojin said nothing.
She said nothing and stayed quiet, no problem.
Keep it secret at the office.
Sneak around pretending not to know, enjoying secret trysts.
Or act like it never happened and move on.
If that was the case, perfect.
No risk, totally safe.
…She should feel relieved.
But her heart wouldn't settle.
"……."
"Huh. Your face looks kinda bad, Section Chief."
"Wh-what…? R-really?"
"You feeling sick or something?"
"No… I'm fine."
"Good? You looked a bit disappointed."
Disappointed…?
That she was disappointed?
Disappointed that Woojin wasn't bringing up the weekend?
Absurd.
She should be thrilled her worry vanished.
So why did a corner of her heart keep feeling unsatisfied with this?
She should be glad it was blowing over quietly.
Glad to pretend and move on.
Why did these thoughts keep creeping in…?
That she wished Woojin would just come out and admit who he was….
"W-Woojin?"
Before she knew it, Seo Ji-ah was calling out to Woojin.
"Yes, Section Chief."
"We, uh…."
"Didn't other stuff happen over the weekend too?"