Caught and Blackmailed by the Security Guard
Even though it might not look like it, I, Kang Woojin, actually majored in theater and film.
No... I know it's hard to believe, but it's true.
Sure, I had to give up on my dreams because COVID hit right at graduation season, leaving me without even an extra role, let alone a bit part.
Back in the day, I was a real aspiring actor.
After that, I bounced around part-time jobs just to make ends meet before finally landing this contract position.
And now here I am, trapped in a black company like Nobel Corporation....
It's absolutely not because of Seo Ji-ah's massive tits that I can't leave the company. Absolutely not...!
Anyway.
As someone who once dreamed of acting, if there's one thing I can boast about over others,
it's my acting skills, hands down.
Ah, and of course, my monster cock.
So when Seo Ji-ah said she wanted some "role-play," I was honestly confident.
With my acting and my dick.
I'd draw out the perverted true nature she's been hiding...!
"...This really is an office."
Seo Ji-ah spoke as soon as we entered the room and slotted in the card key.
"Yeah, it's impressively detailed."
It felt like they'd transplanted an actual office right into the room.
No wonder the day rate was 90,000 won.
Of course, there was a bed behind one of the partitions, which was the only flaw.
But hey, it's a hotel—what can you do? A love motel would've nailed the historical accuracy, but oh well.
Still, this setup was more than good enough as a stage.
After inspecting the room for a while, Seo Ji-ah muttered to herself.
"So now, here with him...."
"Want to shower first?"
"...Pardon?"
"Or should we shower together?"
"...I'll go first."
Seo Ji-ah spun around quickly.
She still gets too embarrassed to shower together, huh?
But by the time we finish fucking tonight and leave this place,
she might even beg me to wash her first.
"Before you do, one thing: you wanted to do some role-play, right?"
"Yes."
"It's an office setting... so what specific scenario did you have in mind?"
"......"
Seo Ji-ah fell silent.
Was she pondering it carefully right now? Or did she already have something in mind but was too shy to say it?
Either way, the thought of hearing our section chief—who I've only ever seen at the office—admit to some twisted fantasy straight from her own mouth...
Twitch twitch...!
My dick was already stirring restlessly.
Seo Ji-ah toyed with her lips in thought before calmly replying.
"...It's hard to say it out loud all of a sudden."
"No worries. Just say whatever's on your mind. We're here to have fun, right?"
"...True."
"Tell me what you want to do. It's just a 'game' for today."
"A game...."
Seo Ji-ah swallowed hard.
Had my words given her some courage?
She slowly began laying out the scenario she'd imagined.
"First off, I'm... an office worker at the company."
"Got it."
"A diligent, good girl on the surface, but secretly a pervert who masturbates in private."
"......"
...That came out of left field.
"While I'm masturbating alone in the office...."
"...And then?"
"Someone catches me... and blackmails me. Something like that would be good."
"...Intriguing."
...For real?
This was seriously
the role-play Seo Ji-ah wanted...?
Of course, it wasn't some shockingly bizarre fetish.
Compared to other kinks, secretly masturbating was almost vanilla.
But getting caught and blackmailed...?
Our section chief, the charismatic boss at the office,
fantasized about getting busted jerking off in the office...?
"Of course, I don't actually do that. I just... thought it'd be fun to try once."
"I see."
Sure you don't.
I'll pretend to believe you.
"I picked something stimulating since we're doing it anyway. Don't get the wrong idea."
"Understood."
She tried to backpedal with an excuse, like she didn't want any misunderstandings.
But in my eyes, the section chief was already starting to look like an exhibitionist pervert.
"Shall we flesh out the details a bit more?"
"More details?"
"What kind of guy should the other man be?"
"The man... uh...."
She hadn't thought that far ahead, apparently, and lapsed into thought.
From my improv acting experience,
this was when you tossed out questions to build the scenario in detail.
"Since you're caught masturbating alone in the office, it must be late at night during overtime."
"Yes, exactly. Overtime."
"So someone who might show up then... could be a coworker. Or the security guard, or the janitor ajusshi... or something else."
"Ah...! Me."
Seo Ji-ah cut in mid-sentence.
"Um, j-just go with what you said."
"Which one?"
"That... what you just mentioned...."
"...?"
"The security... guard ajusshi."
Whoa...
Whoa...!
Is this for real?
Our stoic, diligent section chief was saying this with her own mouth:
'I want to get blackmailed and fucked by the security guard ajusshi♡'
"...Too much?"
"No. Totally doable."
This might reveal an even more perverted side to her than I'd imagined.
"Shower up, and we'll start right after."
Seo Ji-ah nodded faintly.
"Hoo...."
Seo Ji-ah sat alone in the "office."
More precisely, on a chair in the hotel room designed like an office, waiting quietly.
"......"
The waiting chair felt terribly uncomfortable.
For Seo Ji-ah, who always headed straight home after work,
this hotel space was utterly unfamiliar.
She glanced toward the bathroom.
Shhhhh....
Her partner, the guy called Momster Man, was showering in there.
Seo Ji-ah had showered first, changed back into her business suit,
and was waiting for Momster Man.
She still couldn't believe she was in a hotel with a total stranger she'd just met.
'Me, doing something like this.'
Looking back on her life,
waiting for a man in a hotel was something she couldn't have even imagined.
It started with curiosity.
She'd heard he was famous online and watched one of his videos—and nearly freaked out.
But the moment she saw that dick, curiosity bloomed.
On a whim, she sent a DM.
Never dreaming he'd actually reply.
'I can't believe he really responded.'
Somehow, they'd made a date, and here she was.
It wasn't that she craved a man.
She just wanted to relieve some daily stress.
Her whole life, she'd been praised as diligent and outstanding.
Living up to others' expectations, building her image, working endlessly at the company for good reviews.
But that photo of his had been a total shock to her routine life.
Seo Ji-ah unlocked her phone screen.
Opening Twitter, the verification photo of Momster Man's dick—whom she'd followed—popped up immediately.
A grotesquely massive cock that overwhelmed her even in a photo.
"Eut...."
She swallowed hard.
'I touched this with my hand earlier...'
Even over his clothes, it was her first time touching a guy's dick on the street.
The sensation of that unbelievably huge thing lingered in her hand.
Thump thump.
Just thinking about it made her heart race.
"......"
Slide.
She slowly hiked up her suit skirt.
Cautiously touching her precious spot over her pantyhose.
Squelch...
"Eut...."
Even after just showering, she was wet again.
That strange feeling she'd had the first time she saw the photo.
Seo Ji-ah slowly rubbed her panties with her fingers.
'Making such lewd noises to a guy I've just met.'
Not content with exposure masturbation fantasies, she even confessed wanting to get done by the security guard.
Anyone hearing it would point and call her a pervert—no denying that filthy imagination.
And she'd spilled it all to a stranger.
Or rather, because he was a stranger, she could open up.
'If someone I know found out...'
If her coworkers, family, or friends knew about this side of her...
It could never happen.
But breaking a promise with someone else was also unacceptable to Seo Ji-ah.
'Just this once...'
Now that she'd come this far, just once.
'After this, never meet him again.'
They were strangers anyway.
Meet once today and part ways.
As long as she didn't contact him first, she'd never see him again.
If he messaged, just block him.
That simple, convenient.
'In that case, maybe a little...'
Being a bit more honest with her desires...
Wouldn't that be okay...?
"I'm ready."
"Eut!?"
She hurriedly closed her legs and sat up straight.
Lifting her head, the man had already finished showering and was standing there.
Dressed neatly again, somehow.
Seo Ji-ah glanced at his eyes.
'...Did he see me masturbating?'
"It's fine. Keep doing what you were. It'll speed things up—in a good way."
......He saw.
Too lost in masturbating to notice someone approach.
She felt ashamed of herself.
"I'll be behind that partition over there."
The man pointed to the partition in the corner of the room.
A plain partition set up to mimic an office.
"Just masturbate comfortably like before, and I'll pop out unexpectedly."
"......Yes."
She should've said no, but "yes" slipped out.
Now she was truly past the point of no return.
"......"
The man disappeared.
With nothing but office desks and partitions around, it really felt like being left alone in the office.
"......Haa."
It resembled the office during those late overtime nights.
Working alone, sometimes the thought crept in:
Should I actually jerk off for real?
A little thrill to escape the daily grind.
'No way.'
But for Seo Ji-ah, even that was unacceptable.
Masturbating at work?
Something for fantasies only—how could she in reality?
She had the rationality to separate imagination from reality,
and the judgment to weigh the risks.
That's how she'd suppressed her desires her whole life.
'But now...'
Now it was just role-play...
Slide.
"Hngh...!"
Cautiously rubbing her pussy over the pantyhose.
Her soaking juices seeped through, wetting the chair.
At the same time, her hand rose to her chest.
"Eut... ngut."
Over her suit, she found her nipple and flicked it gently.
"Ha...!"
So sensitive.
With such huge tits, they brushed against things often in daily life.
But she always played it cool.
Already big enough—getting caught as sensitive too would just create weird rumors.
But now, she could let herself be sensitive without worry...
"Hnnngh...! Ng, nngh......"
Her fingers sped up on her nipple, moans escaping uncontrollably.
Her other hand busied itself inside her skirt.
Aah...
I've wanted to do this in the office at least once.
Freely. Without caring about image.
Rubbing my nipples and pussy to climax as much as I want...
"Hey, who's there?"
"...Hik!?"
Suddenly, a phone flashlight beam hit her body.
Capturing her mid-rub on nipples and pussy.
"Heh heh... well, well."
The man holding the phone grinned at her body.
Not the guy from before—a different man, speaking like a 50-something security guard ajusshi.
"A pervert girl like you lingering in the office, huh?"
"Haa......"
Click!
A photo snapped of her masturbating.
Aah...
What do I do...
"Got your pic~ You all alone doing naughty things."
"Uh, haa...."
"Smart girl like you knows what that means, right?"
"Haa... haa...."
Aah.
It's starting.
Out of the flashlight's view, the corner of Seo Ji-ah's mouth curved up slightly.
"......Yes, ajusshi."