Building Intimacy with Our Woojin
I quickly scanned the section chief's expression.
The pouty face from waiting too long... nope, not that.
If it wasn't that, there was only one reason she'd be pissed.
"Ah. Have you been waiting? Section Chief?"
"...I told you I'd wait. I thought you were just gonna bail."
"It took a while, so I figured you'd head out."
"Why'd it take so long?"
......
She totally knows, doesn't she?
About me and the CEO.
"Sorry for making you wait so long."
A voice came from behind me. The sharp click of heels stopped.
"...President."
The section chief straightened up immediately and greeted Cha Yu-jin.
Cha Yu-jin looked like she'd never just fucked, fully back in CEO mode.
"Sorry. Did I keep Kang the associate too long?"
"N-no, not at all."
Whoa... even the icy section chief was shrinking back. That's the aura of a CEO?
"And you are... um..."
"Seo Ji-ah, section chief."
"Nice to meet you, Section Chief Seo. We've met a few times, right?"
"Yes, President."
Cha Yu-jin casually crossed her arms, chatting leisurely with the section chief.
The section chief, on the other hand... was holding her hands politely above her navel like she was some department store clerk greeting a chaebol heir.
"Hmm..."
Cha Yu-jin scanned Seo Ji-ah up and down with her eyes. Her gaze lingered extra long on those tits...
"You're Kang Woojin's direct superior, right? Section Chief Seo."
"Yes, that's correct."
"Heh... is that so? How interesting."
"......"
Cha Yu-jin kept chuckling to herself, smirking like something was hilarious.
Seo Ji-ah stayed in her polite stance but raised her voice just a tad.
"...President. If I may ask one thing?"
"Of course."
"What did you discuss with Kang Woojin?"
The business smile vanished from Cha Yu-jin's face.
So that's the face she makes when she goes cold...
Cute.
"Why do you ask?"
"...As his direct superior, for work reference."
"Wouldn't it be faster to ask our Woojin directly instead of me?"
"......Our Woojin?"
"Ah~ hehe. Sorry. Kang the associate, I mean. When you build rapport with employees, you end up using casual terms sometimes."
"Rapport, you say?"
"Yes~. As CEO, forming bonds with staff is part of keeping the company running smoothly."
"......"
What the hell.
Some weird tension was in the air.
The section chief's eyes were starting to spark. That was exactly the look she gave me when I fucked up. No, even sharper.
I glanced over, and the secretary was desperately hiding behind her monitor, avoiding looking our way.
"So, we spent about an hour building intimacy with our Woojin."
"......I see."
"Hmm. You don't look thrilled."
"...Not at all."
She said that, but the section chief's face was straight-up sour.
Spotting it, the CEO smirked and patted my shoulder.
"Hehe. Our Woojin is such a great guy... he was a huge help. Right, Woojin?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah... sure."
Zzap.
...Section Chief. Why are you glaring at me like that.
I averted my eyes.
Seo Ji-ah let out a deep sigh and tugged at my clothes, pulling me toward her.
"Understood, President. Glad he was helpful. We'll head back to the department now. We have work to do in the office."
"...Work together in the office?"
"Yes. Woojin's still new, so as his direct superior, I have a lot to guide him on. I'm always by his side for supervision."
"...Heh... hehe..."
Huh...?
Now the CEO's face was darkening.
"Let's go, Woojin. Say goodbye. Properly."
"Huh? Oh... sure."
I bowed 90 degrees to Cha Yu-jin on reflex.
"Let's go."
Seo Ji-ah grabbed my sleeve and yanked, like she couldn't wait to drag me out. My clothes are gonna stretch.
"Heading out, Woojin?"
"Y-yeah. Don't you have that appointment later, President?"
"Sigh... right. Yeah, got it. It was a good time. Take care."
"......"
Her words felt loaded with thorns.
I returned Cha Yu-jin's business smile and let the section chief half-drag me out the door.
Thud.
"Hoo."
Only after Seo the section chief and Woojin left did Cha Yu-jin let out a big sigh.
Seo Ji-ah, section chief...
'Those tits... are huge.'
She could kinda see why Woojin turned down the secretary spot.
He'd made excuses, but...
No matter how she looked at it, it felt like it was because of Section Chief Seo.
'She's after Woojin's that too, huh?'
Earlier, while sizing up Section Chief Seo, she'd checked her outfit.
Suspicious stains on her chest that you wouldn't believe if she said she was just coming to the CEO's office.
'No doubt about it... those marks.'
Semen, obviously.
She could've wiped it off or changed clothes if she wanted.
But showing up in front of her with Woojin's cum stains like she was flaunting it.
...Marking her man?
She'd definitely sensed it during the greeting.
Section Chief Seo was Woojin's woman, intimate enough to fuck at the office.
And she vaguely knew about Cha Yu-jin and Woojin's relationship too.
'...But not fully lovers yet.'
If they were, Woojin wouldn't have come to see her in the first place. That'd be cheating.
But... she had feelings for him.
And Woojin was...
Still waffling.
So there was still a chance.
"Hehe..."
Cha Yu-jin smiled faintly.
This youthful thrill... it had been a while.
"By the way."
"Yes, President."
"......Did you hear everything?"
"Ah......"
The secretary trailed off and turned away awkwardly.
"W-well, um..."
"Hoo."
That was answer enough.
As secretary, she couldn't exactly say the president's moans echoed all the way out here.
"You heard it all, huh."
"...Sorry, President."
"I should be the one apologizing. Didn't think it'd be that loud."
"Ah, uh... y-yeah..."
What kind of sex makes moans like that?
...The secretary couldn't bring herself to ask.
Cha Yu-jin approached and patted her shoulder.
"You know, right...? Keep it secret."
"Y-yes! Of course, President!"
The secretary mimed zipping her lips, vowing secrecy.
It wasn't the kind of story you'd blab about anyway...
And all secretaries knew: get tangled in shit like this, and you're done.
"And."
"Y-yes!"
"...Call an interior firm. Soundproofing."
"Yes.... Ha, haha..."
The secretary gave an awkward smile and noted 'interior - soundproofing.'
......She plans to keep doing it.
Just from the president's face, she could tell how amazing it was.
Like a teenage girl in love.
Click-clack-click-clack.
"Section Chief, your heels sound super energetic."
"Shut up."
Whoa. She's pissed.
On the way back to the office, she didn't meet my eyes once.
Her face was all puffed up, sulky as hell.
"...Feel good?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb. I heard everything from outside."
"Aha."
I get why she's like this now.
"Was I loud?"
"Don't even. You have any idea how embarrassing that was, with me and the secretary right there?"
"You could've gone somewhere else for a bit."
"...Couldn't do that."
"Why?"
"I need to know how far your relationship's gone... no. Forget it."
The section chief started to say something but swallowed her words.
Hmm.
This is definitely it, right?
"...Section Chief, are you jealous?"
"......No."
Her face screamed liar.
After walking in silence, she stopped and sighed deeply.
"...How long?"
"What?"
"You and... the president."
"Since yesterday."
"So it was her you met yesterday."
"Yeah. The president."
No point hiding it.
She'd understand.
"......Must've been great?"
"Of course it felt fucking amazing."
"......"
What guy wouldn't love banging a woman like that?
Just being honest.
But her face soured more with every word.
Did she really not expect this answer?
She knew. That's why she couldn't help asking. It was eating at her.
"...And with me?"
"Huh?"
"How was I... Woojin?"
She asked, frustration clear.
Not like her usual indirect style, but I answered straight.
"Fucking insane."
"......Yeah?"
Her expression softened. Not a bad answer, apparently.
"Remember drinks tonight?"
"Of course, Section Chief."
"...You have to come."
She said it almost like begging.
"This place is nice. Good vibe."
And so, that evening.
The section chief and I slipped into an izakaya near Seongsu Station.
Just the two of us.