Looking After My Hard-Working Wife at the Office
An ordinary company hallway.
In a bleak white corridor where the chill of cold marble seeped up from the floor, a single brilliant shaft of light cut straight ahead.
"Ms. Lee!"
"Hmm? Ah, Cheol-woong."
I closed the distance at a full sprint, then steadied my breathing once I'd caught up and picked up the conversation.
"Whew—what are you lugging around all that stuff for?"
"Oh, these are the design materials for the afternoon presentation—ah! What are you doing?!"
"Here, give them to me. This kind of grunt work is a junior's job!"
"No, really, you don't have to…!"
"I insist!"
I snagged the load from the box like a thief. Anything short of that kind of force and she'd dig her heels in forever, so I went full steam ahead.
"Honestly…"
Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah puffed out her cheeks in the cutest way. She looked thoroughly apologetic, but I was genuinely thrilled. For her, I'd happily come running like a servant every time there was busywork to do.
This was an ordinary design firm.
But it had one ray of light that existed nowhere else—and her name was Lee Se-ah.
Ha… the actual models would lose their minds.
No exaggeration: a face that could put celebrities to shame. Even in a clean, neatly worn suit, the beautiful lines of her body showed through. Walking beside that clear, gentle voice was its own kind of healing. In-house welfare, free of charge.
The reason male employee satisfaction had skyrocketed since she joined was simple—there was a supermodel working at a design company.
A rose that would stand out even tossed into a flower bed. Because of that, people judged her on looks more often than skill… and she didn't seem to care for it much.
Of course, I knew.
The tragic news that Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah had gotten engaged so young was common knowledge.
But there was a reason my approach had grown this aggressive lately.
—I heard she got burned on stocks and couldn't clear the debt, so the engagement fell through?
—Word is some short, rich upstart sweet-talked her while she was working weekends at a café.
—Turns out something was wrong inside and she couldn't get pregnant, so the guy dumped her.
Because that engagement had been called off.
After a sudden long leave, Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah had come back without a ring on her finger. The office had been thick with speculation and rumors ever since.
When she returned to work with a bright expression, people around her muttered that she was "just putting on a brave face" and tore into her with amateur fortune-teller certainty.
Design departments skew heavily female by nature. Looking back on years of college experience, rumors in places like that always get wildly inflated—gossip you can't trust for a second.
I put my money on Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah's bright expression over that filthy noise. Whatever the past, the broken engagement seemed to have resolved cleanly enough. If she was looking only toward a brighter future from here on out, I wanted to cheer her on.
Preferably from as close as possible.
"Flower delivery!"
Still before lunch had fully passed. When we got back to the office, a tall delivery guy in a pulled-down cap walked in carrying a lavish bouquet.
The office, which had been filled with mouse clicks and keyboard clatter, snapped to attention at once.
A rare but inevitable event at a female-dominated company. Looking at that lush, expensive-looking bouquet, I half-wondered if it might be for me… but beautiful flowers found a mistress worthy of them.
"You're Lee Se-ah, correct? Please take these and confirm."
The moment I heard that, my heart hammered. The veins in my face felt ready to burst; work was suddenly impossible.
—Oh my~ I'm so jealous.
—Who is it, who on earth?
—A new… boyfriend, maybe? Ohoho… a bit soon?
While I sat glued to my desk trying to hold it together, the surrounding pack of fake-sweet foxes swarmed the bouquet. Curious about the sender, they closed in—and I casually slipped into the crowd myself.
"Oh, well……♥"
Sh-she smiled!
Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah, bouquet in her arms, wore an expression I'd never seen before. Bashful even as she grinned, seeming to dislike the attention and yet breathing in the scent of the flowers with a smile she couldn't hide.
A face soaked in happiness she couldn't suppress.
Success.
I'd anonymously bought her a bouquet to keep her spirits up against the office pressure, and it seemed to have landed perfectly. And this might just be a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
"M-Ms. Lee, actually that was—"
"Did you like the gift?"
"Ah! Delivery guy, I'll sign for you."
"No need. I only had the one delivery."
"……Wait. Your voice somehow…?"
A grin.
"I'm hurt. Only recognizing me now~"
The twist came when the delivery guy took off his cap.
The moment it hit the floor, Assistant Manager Lee Se-ah's eyes shook hard. And when I witnessed the expressions blooming across her face in that instant, I truly…
Felt nothing but despair.
A single flower bursting into bloom the second it touched warm sunlight after so long.
A red flower opening wide—just not for me.
—Oh my, oh my…♡
—Whoa, insane……
—……♥
And the side-branch extras blooming along with it.
The second the man revealed his face, the entire room went warm and giddy. Honey dripped from every woman's eyes; eyelids fluttered like camera shutters, desperate to burn even one frame into memory.
And Assistant Manager Se-ah, where his gaze rested, smiled brighter than anyone.
"I told you not to come to my workplace…♥"
……Huh?
The way she spoke—like they already knew each other. Anyone could see she was ridiculously happy while only pretending to mind. Infuriating.
"I couldn't hold out. Our free time barely overlaps."
"W-well, work's gotten so busy… and you're still in school…"
"Exactly why I had to pull something like this. If I want even a little time with Se-ah noona."
"Y-you idiot♥"
The women around them screamed like high school girls. They over-immersed themselves as if they were the stars of the event and crowded in around the man.
Meanwhile I stood there like a sack of borrowed grain. Turning my neck left and right like a dumb zombie, I could only stare at the bouquet blooming gorgeously between the two of them.
Now that I look… that isn't the bouquet I ordered, is it?
Not the important point right now, but still.
After the storm passed, the department still hadn't cooled down. Everyone had lost the focus needed for work and kept laughing and chattering, replaying the thrill of the moment.
—Did you see his face? I've never seen an actor in person, but yeah, that has to be it…
—They're dating? That's insane…♡ I'd take just one day with him even if we weren't together.
—Haa… at that level, blessings just come find you on their own.
The buzzing wouldn't die down. The old-school deputy manager issued a warning, then seemed to give up and stopped interfering. He was the type who stuck his nose into everything—but after a few words with that flower delivery guy while trying to settle the noise, he went remarkably quiet.
Whatever was whispered in his ear, no one knew. On top of that, he even cut them loose to go talk for a bit, so the two of them were currently absent.
Who the hell is that guy…?
Honestly, the fight went out of me the second I saw him. Tall, a face so handsome there was no other way to put it, a clean voice. Even as a man, I could see he was plastered with every trait women go for—a merciless monster. A pretty-boy parasite, pure and simple.
Which was why ugly thoughts kept flooding in. I couldn't focus on work either, so I stood up.
"Um… I'm going to the restroom for a minute."
"Yeah, sure."
The middle-aged single senior associate answered with total disinterest—probably meaning that after seeing a real looker up close, I registered as something like a squid.
Anyway, I slipped out of the department and went looking for them. Their relationship seemed pretty much answered already… but a scrap of hope and explosive curiosity had me searching every corner.
"Assistant Manager Lee… where on earth did she go…?"
But she wasn't in the little pantry, or the break room, or the guest meeting room. I even went down to the entrance in case she'd gone to see him off—nothing.
It was in Seoul, but not a huge building; the possible places were limited. The only spots I hadn't checked were neglected ones like the storage room. I figured I'd just glance as I passed—
Slrrp… chuuup-chuuup♥
"?"
A wet sound leaking through a loosely open pair of steel double doors. Curious, I rose onto my toes and crept closer—
…………………Huh?
My nerves shorted out.
Honey-smooth skin catching the old fluorescent light. A woman's suit in complete disarray, hair damp and mussed. The two of them… were kissing.
And not a simple peck—an excessively violent deep kiss, the kind you take your time with before that.
The man was practically devouring her. He gripped the chest of the woman I'd been longing for like it was the most natural thing in the world, pinning her from the front and groping her. Through the rustle of fabric, their voices drifted out.
"I really… told you we couldn't, it's too risky…"
"Noona said nobody uses this storage room."
"But if someone comes……"
"Can't help it. I haven't seen you in so long—how am I supposed to hold back?"
"Nngh, this is a problem…♥"
"……."
It was a lie. The words sounded worried at a glance, but through the gap in the door, Assistant Manager Lee's face was unmistakably flushed. Highlights scattered like flowing water. Sweet little pants of breath. With a face she had granted to only one male, she was cooing and fawning like a cat in heat inside that sealed space.
Rub-rub♥
The woman who'd always been so pure, who'd coldly shut down every male coworker's advances with her guard sky-high… was lifting her own stocking-clad thigh and rubbing it against him.
"Are we really doing it like this?"
"I already spun a good story. The bouquet event was fun too, right? I've been dying to try this at noona's workplace, so I'll hold out until I can properly fuck you in your bed."
"You're so blunt…♥"
"Hmm? But noona's already ready down here?"
The man even touched her there without the slightest hesitation. He slid a hand up under her skirt and felt her freely—rubbing front to back, stroking her like she belonged to him. Even with him taking unilateral control and doing whatever he wanted, Assistant Manager Lee didn't stop him at all. Like a tamed animal, like she was saying he could do more, she just stared blankly.
"This is good, right?"
"……Yeah♥"
Next, the man unzipped his flower-delivery uniform.
Assistant Manager Lee's parade of expressions today had already been a shock—but the man's outrageous size rattled my brain hard. The kind of size you only saw in Black porn. Veined and thick enough that "monster" fit better than "cock."
Rub-rub♥
"Looking healthy today too…♥"
"Blame noona's body for getting me this hard."
"……♥"
The second she saw that massive cock, Assistant Manager Lee stroked it like something precious. As if she'd seen it plenty of times before, she expertly worked him with her pretty hands, winding him up further.
"Hmm?"
"……!?"
That was when our eyes met.
In the middle of receiving that skilled handjob, he locked eyes with me—hunched over, holding my breath, watching through the crack in the door.
A grin.
The man… smiled.
Through the gap, he put a finger to his lips toward me.
"Really…♥"
He didn't stop. He didn't call me out for peeping. Instead, as if telling me to keep watching properly just like this, he boldly guided that monster of his into Assistant Manager Lee's mouth as she sank lower.
Chuuup…♥ Chuuob♥ Smack, smack♥
She sucked. With that lovely mouth that always spoke to me like a songbird, Assistant Manager Lee sucked. The pure woman I'd been secretly in love with… used those beautiful lips without a shred of hesitation to wet the man's cock.
With nothing but a servant's heart, hoping only that the man would be pleased, she crouched on the bare floor and took him deep—deep enough that her neat ponytail bobbed with every motion.