What the Hell Kind of Interview Is This for a Panty-Ripping Company... ♥
Eve Secret.
One of South Korea’s top 100 corporations.
As the name suggests, it’s a company that makes women’s lingerie.
In this place that might as well be a forbidden zone for men, spotting a special male recruitment notice felt like destiny.
There were only two requirements.
First, must be male.
Second, must be exceptionally healthy in every way.
Twenty-three years old.
The only thing I had going for me was an extremely robust body.
I never got sick, and every single morning I pitched a rock-hard A-frame tent that threatened to rip straight through my boxers.
Didn’t that perfectly match the company’s idea of “healthy”?
Besides, Eve Secret was a proper conglomerate.
With a starting salary of forty-five million won plus benefits, it was literally a dream job.
I’d thrown in my résumé with the mindset that it’d be nice if it worked out, but no big deal if it didn’t.
Yet a few days later, a text arrived from Eve Secret saying I’d passed the document screening.
And now.
I was sitting in the middle of a suffocating interview room.
There were three interviewers.
All women.
They looked to be in their early to mid-thirties, each dressed in perfectly tailored skirt suits. Their outfits were… well, let’s just say they knew exactly how to appeal to the male gaze.
Every one of them had such large, heavy breasts that the buttons on their blouses looked like they might pop off at any second.
The interview had been proceeding normally until the woman sitting in the center—the one wearing red horn-rimmed glasses—asked her question.
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk? Have you ever ripped a woman’s panties before?”
“…Excuse me?”
“I mean, for example, have you ever gotten so excited while having sex with your girlfriend that you tore them off? Or maybe you’ve wanted to? Or you think you could rip them off in one go? Is that possible? We’re specifically looking for someone who can do that.”
“Uh…”
Hmm… Women’s underwear is pretty thin, right?
I’d never examined it closely, but with the grip strength of an adult male, it should tear like paper. If I showed some real enthusiasm here, it would surely leave a good impression.
“I can do it!”
My answer rang out with enough spirit to shake the entire interview room.
See? My confident reply had the interviewers exchanging mysterious glances.
Soon, the woman with the red glasses gave a slight nod. The female employee assisting with the interview stepped forward and stood right in front of me.
“Hm?”
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk.”
“Yes?”
Then, without the slightest hesitation—
She slowly lifted the hem of her skirt.
“Whoa!”
I reflexively raised both hands to cover my eyes. But through the gaps in my fingers, I could see exactly what she was doing with crystal clarity.
The tiny pair of panties hidden beneath her H-line skirt was now fully revealed.
It felt like my eyesight had suddenly jumped to superhuman levels. My perfectly average vision that had scored 0.6 on both eyes during my military physical was now zooming in on the dark shadow at the center of her thin panties and burning the image straight into my brain.
The plump shell covered in seaweed-green lace, and the scrap of fabric barely concealing what lay beneath.
“W-wait, what are you—! Please put your clothes back on!”
But instead of lowering her skirt, the employee simply blushed and smiled softly.
The interviewer continued without batting an eye.
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk. Would you like to try ripping the panties this employee is wearing?”
“Pardon?!”
What kind of ridiculous— No, what kind of out-of-nowhere request was this? I came here for a job interview and now I was being told to rip an employee’s panties?
“Didn’t you hear me? I said rip the panties off the female employee standing in front of you right now. If you can’t do it, you may leave.”
Leaving would mean…
I’d definitely fail the interview…!
I couldn’t give up on my dream of working at a major corporation just like that.
I lowered the hands covering my face. Then I stared boldly at the employee’s lower body.
When I looked directly at her, the woman who had been smiling faintly turned bright red. She seemed genuinely embarrassed.
Her Y-zone was truly delectable. Those plump, juicy curves, the way she twisted her thighs together in shy discomfort—it was all exactly my type.
“…You really want me to rip them?”
I cooled my overheated head.
Haa… Let’s separate business from pleasure.
This was a lingerie company.
In an underwear company, a test like this was probably just a normal part of the interview process.
After rationalizing it to myself like that, I felt much calmer.
As I steadied my mind, the interviewer added an explanation.
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk, our company values function and material just as much as design. The panties the interview assistant is currently wearing are a new prototype we’re developing.”
“…I see.”
“The concept is this. They provide comfortable everyday wear, but during intimate relations they add visual sex appeal to stimulate masculinity and help improve marital relationships. That’s the research it’s based on. There are also clinical results showing that rough, panty-ripping sex at the start is exceptionally effective in treating male erectile dysfunction.”
“Who… exactly is researching this stuff? I’ve never heard anything like it in my life.”
“As employees of a lingerie company, we’re expected to stay on top of this kind of specialized research. Could you describe in detail how it felt when you rip the panties? That will be the final question of this interview. The more obscenely you rip them, the better.”
The interviewer’s expression was completely serious.
That meant this wasn’t some cruel prank meant to humiliate the candidate, nor was it a hidden camera show.
This woman was desperately searching for talent for the future of her company.
Her sincerity… got through to me.
“Yes. Understood.”
“Good. Go ahead. There’s no time limit, so take your time.”
I had to approach this sincerely as well. With a determined expression, I stared at the employee’s panties.
If I answered so confidently and then struggled to rip them, my chances of passing would vanish.
I needed a strategy.
First, the material of the panties was clearly different from men’s cotton underwear. The fabric was covered in tiny holes everywhere. I honestly wondered if it could even function properly as underwear. It seemed like a luxurious pair made purely to look pretty.
But from the perspective of my current mission—to rip them—it was an excellent design.
In particular, on either side of the flower embroidery near her pussy, there were unusually large holes.
Four holes positioned at the corners of a square. They were big enough that I could clearly see the pale skin of her inner thighs through them.
Large enough for my thick fingers to fit through with room to spare. If I shoved my fingers in there and pulled hard to the sides, I felt like I could tear it apart in one go.
Swish—
The moment I reached out toward the woman’s panties,
one concern popped into my mind. To insert my fingers into those holes, I would inevitably have to brush against her most private area.
That would mean unintentionally touching her bare flesh directly.
I glanced up at the employee’s face.
Her cheeks were fully flushed. She was looking down at me with moist eyes.
The look in her eyes seemed to say, ‘If you’re going to do it, hurry up.’ She was probably just another miserable corporate slave forced to offer up her pussy because her boss had ordered her to.
“…Is this okay? I’m going in.”
She gave a silent nod. Wordless consent.
In that case, I wouldn’t hold back.
I pushed my finger into the hole.
Rustle—
The sound of curly hairs being pushed aside tickled my ears.
The vivid sensation of those hairs wrapping around my fingertip. It had been a long time since I’d felt another person’s—specifically a woman’s—pussy. All the blood in my body rushed straight to one place.
My cock twitched hard.
‘Ugh…’
Haa… Calm down.
This was an interview. If I got hard here, it would create an irreversibly embarrassing situation. I just needed to rip the panties cleanly and walk out with a job offer. In my head, I began singing all four verses of the national anthem.
‘Until the East Sea and Mount Baekdu…’
…It seemed to calm me down a little. I carefully moved my finger upward and hooked my nail firmly onto the edge of the hole. Then—
“Hngh…”
The employee trembled, her legs shaking as she let out a strange nasal moan.
When I looked up, she was frowning, biting hard on her lower lip. That expression looked like she was begging, “Hurry up and rip it, baby…”
Was I imagining things? Whatever.
I also checked the interviewers’ expressions. They were all clenching their fists, watching the movement of my fingertips with terrifying focus.
“Hurry…!”
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk, rip them already!”
Soon, obscene banter began flying between them.
“Yena, are you feeling it? Just from a man’s hand touching you…”
“Look at how she’s shaking her hips. She’s practically a bitch in heat.”
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk. You’re not allowed to get too excited and shove your fingers into Yena’s pussy, okay? Pfft.”
“Team Leader Shin, why not? This is the perfect opportunity to collect data on how this lewd little slut behaves in front of a stranger.”
What the hell?
Was this really a major corporation?
The way they were treating the employee named Yena like a maid or a sex toy was insane.
From their conversation alone, they were treating her like a whore!
If someone reported this as workplace harassment, they’d have no defense, yet the interviewers’ eyes were gleaming with excitement they couldn’t hide.
‘Still, she’s supposedly an assistant manager…’
I felt a strange sense of kinship with her, sensing the sorrow of Korean corporate life.
To end her humiliation as quickly as possible, the best thing was to rip the panties off fast and decisively.
I boldly pushed my finger deeper inside.
Schlick!
Past the hair, I felt smooth, hot flesh. Sticky love juices coated my finger.
“Aahng…!”
“…Excuse me.”
I took a deep breath and,
with all my strength, ripped both hands apart.
Riiiiip—!
The lace fabric tore perfectly in a vertical line along its weave.
Like a curtain opening on a theater stage to reveal the main character. The red, plump secret hidden behind the thin barrier was now completely exposed before my eyes.
“…Whoa!”
I couldn’t help letting out a gasp of admiration.
With just one scrap of fabric gone, the faint but powerful scent of pussy hit my nose like a punch.
A slightly fishy yet maddeningly arousing smell that stimulated every nerve ending.
At that moment.
Scraaape!
The sound of chairs being pushed back roughly echoed as all three interviewers stood up at once.
Then, in urgent voices, they asked me,
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk…! How did it feel? The sensation in your hands?!”
“…It felt incredibly good. The ripping sensation was amazing.”
“Good, you say. In that case… please stand up from your seat right now.”
Wait a second.
Stand up?
I was currently in a state of complete, rock-hard erection!
It might be inappropriate to pitch a tent during an interview, but how the hell was I supposed to stay calm with a plump, juicy pussy like that right in front of me?!
“U-um, that is…”
“Hurry!”
Ah, screw it.
When they say do it, I do it.
With a resigned heart, I slowly rose from my chair.
In front of four women, I ended up revealing my raging cock, standing so tall it looked like it would tear right through my pants.
A heavy silence filled the interview room. And then—
Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap!
A standing ovation erupted.
The red-glasses interviewer, smiling with satisfaction, announced my acceptance along with the applause.
“Mr. Cha Dohyuk. You’re hired. Please start work tomorrow.”
“Th-thank you!”
Yena, still wearing the tattered remains of her panties dangling between her legs, gave me a faint smile as well.
“…Congratulations.”
…It was summer.