The Secretary's Strategic Maneuver
“If you won't follow my lead willingly, should I use the power of the law...?”
She looked at him for a moment with an expression that seemed to ask, Are you really going to make me ask? When he remained silent, she gripped the recorder, slowly approached him, and began to speak.
“First, I love seeing how you, my beloved Senior, are completely head-over-heels for my breasts.”
“Second, I never knew you had this side to you, Executive Director, so I want to see it more often.”
“Third, you’re just like a baby when you’re sucking and licking them... You’re incredibly pretty, handsome, and lovely. It’s a joy to watch...”
And finally,
“...?”
“...Every time we do it, my mind goes blank and I feel like I’m going to die of pleasure... Because you’re just so good at it...!”
Eunbyul was deeply, intensely in love. It wasn't just a simple crush; she was so infatuated that she had fallen for him completely.
“Do you know, Executive Director?”
“...?”
“My first kiss was with you. Ah, well, if we’re being precise, the kiss after the company dinner counts too... so this is my second?”
“.........”
The words she had offered as a form of comfort only added to the burden on his shoulders.
“Why are you like this? ...It was really embarrassing to show my breasts to a man. I never thought something like that would happen, so I just wore whatever underwear I had on hand, but you did it so suddenly....”
The response he gave to play along only made her more dumbfounded.
“....But it was pretty, the design of your underwear....”
“You said you didn't remember! And are you critiquing my underwear right now?! Okay, that’s sexual harassment too.”
“.....Ah. I just, just.... I thought that even if I didn't remember, it would have been like that....”
Phew.... Eunbyul sighed deeply, looking at him with an expression of utter disbelief, though her inner thoughts were a bit different—
“You thought it would have been like that? Executive Director.”
“...Uh-huh.... Ah, yes....”
“Check right now whether it’s pretty or not.”
What the hell, what is she saying now? Eunbyul placed the recorder on the desk and began to slowly unbutton her blouse, one by one. She had been full of confidence when she started at the top, but as she moved downward, her hand movements became hesitant and demure.
Then, her body was revealed.
“....”
He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. Even in this situation, he was a man; he stared intently at her body, checking the design of the underwear she was wearing. As if to prove her words, there were red hickeys branded onto her breasts—one... two, three, four. Below that was a black off-shoulder bra. It was a strapless design, the kind that looked like the breasts would spill out if one were to reach out and pull it down slowly. Below that, her body, with its beautiful curves, caught his eye. She clearly ate more than him at lunch and didn't seem to exercise much, yet there wasn't a single ounce of flab.
As he stared for a long time,
“....I told you to look at the underwear, who told you to look below that?”
“No, I just thought you...”
“Secretary Eun!”
“...Yes. Secretary Eun told me to look...”
“I told you to look at the underwear.”
“Yes. I was wrong.”
If he tried to suppress her with his authority, he would undoubtedly be hit with a barrage of charges—[Special Act on the Punishment, etc. of Sexual Crimes, Article 10: Indecent Act by Occupational Power] and [Criminal Act, Article 298: Indecent Act by Compulsion]—and end up in prison. He had no choice but to follow her instructions exactly. Well, looking at it now, a judge might not apply the latter law, but she could probably pull some other statute out of thin air to send him to jail anyway. That was the situation he was in.
On the other hand, Eunbyul felt a sense of ecstasy, thinking that she had successfully crushed the 'Han Suhyun who calls a female cat his Master,' while also feeling happy to see a superior who had previously shown no interest in her now kneeling and trembling over a single mistake.
Watching him, Eunbyul thought for a moment:
‘I made a bad judgment. I was so excited that I spilled my words too easily. I should have thought about it more before asking.’
‘I should have just said I was violated by a drunken Senior, so I could call him out whenever I wanted.’
‘....But if I did that and got caught that it was my first time... I’d be a liar. I can’t do that. I’ll stick to the truth.’
Eunbyul, thinking this, actually had a different goal in mind:
‘Even so, this is a huge harvest. Let’s not forget my goal.’
‘First, steal the Senior from Seo Jia. I have to keep them in separate spaces.’
‘How? By utilizing the fact that I can call him whenever I want.’
‘I don’t know what those two might do. I should text him even after work. If he stops replying, I’ll call him immediately.’
However, a question soon arose in Eunbyul’s mind. Why on earth would a woman who asked for a divorce first call him 'Master'?
‘We’re divorced, am I being too sensitive...?’
‘No. A woman who asked for a divorce first wouldn’t call him Master.’
‘But I heard from my dad that it was Seo Jia who brought up the divorce first. That can’t be wrong...’
Yet, he had clearly recognized her as Seo Jia, and thinking she was Seo Jia, he had ordered her to call him Master as he usually did. ....This was strange. So, a woman who asked for a divorce ended up living in his house through some turn of events, and is calling her ex-husband Master? It was incomprehensible. But Eunbyul continued her train of thought.
‘I have to make them live separately from Seo Jia. So that he can only sleep at home.’
‘But in the long run, I have to make him sleep at my place too.’
‘Right. If I call him somewhere and only let him suck and lick my breasts, he’ll inevitably build up tension. They say all men are like that. Then... eventually... a day will come when I’ll have no choice but to relieve him. I’ll have to do it as if I’m reluctant, pretending I don't want to.’
‘Then?’
‘I should live alone. Should I get an officetel?’ Thinking this, she glanced at him as he worked. ‘Then Nonhyeon-dong, which is close to the Senior’s house, would be good. I’ll check real estate listings when I get home today.’
‘The priority is to call him periodically after work so I can keep him away from Seo Jia.’
‘I’ll make him kiss me while fondling my breasts. Then he might want to touch lower.’
‘Yes. Then I’ll buy new bras and panties, only in black and white. About ten sets so we can enjoy variety.’
‘It can’t just be good for me. We both have to enjoy it.’
‘Anyway, after that, eventually we can have sex...’
‘Contraception is a no-go. Even if I die. It’s an obstacle to achieving my goal.’
So, she closed her eyes for a moment to organize her thoughts and committed the following to memory:
‘First, separate Seo Jia and Han Suhyun. Call him periodically so he can’t be with Seo Jia.’
‘I’ll move out and lure the Senior in. I’ll cook for him too, so I can make him meals every day. That female cat probably thought she was a princess and often told him to cook for himself.’ This was accurate, almost as if she were possessed.
‘Then we have sex, and once isn’t enough. That body... it’s too shocking. And that expression, tone, gestures. He’s not someone you can finish with just once. I have to endure it well, too. Without making a scene, rationally....’
‘And I must induce Suhyun Senior to ejaculate inside me, I must, absolutely, get pregnant.’
Why? ‘Good things, fancy things, cool things, things I want. Even if there’s an owner, I have to steal them and make them mine.’
‘How much have I suffered and endured to get a man named Han Suhyun.’
She had said as much, too. At that point, Eunbyul recalled the things she had said to Seo Jia’s face last night.
“If you’re divorced, why don’t you leave the house?”
“I’m different from you. I can treat him better.”
“Next time, he’ll keep doing it even after he realizes it’s me.”
“I can cater to everything.”
“When I move back into this house, you’ll have to start looking for a place of your own. Because I’m going to grab you by the collar and throw you out the door.”
‘I have an obligation to take responsibility for my words and make them a reality.’
Eunbyul’s eyes, as she made this resolution, were fierce and sharp. It was fortunate that he didn't see them. If he had, he would have been terrified, crying and screaming for his life.
Around that time, she thought she needed to get more information about what had happened between Seo Jia and Han Suhyun. Thinking it was absolutely necessary, she decided a moment later—
‘....Let’s just be the bad girl. Me. What’s the big deal? If not now, when?’
“Executive Director. I have a favor to ask.”
“....What is it....”
She told him to keep working for a moment. Anyone watching would have thought she was his boss. Because as soon as he heard that, he quickly put his hands on the keyboard and began to focus on his work. Meanwhile, she wrote something in a Word document, printed it out, and slowly approached him. She had unlocked the door she had locked while going to the copier, and as soon as she came back in, she locked it again—a bonus.
“After you get off work today, let’s go to a cafe with me.”
“...Where, for what reason...?”
“My house is in Geumho-dong, and your house is at Sapyeong Station, so let’s go to a cafe in Hannam-dong. That’s fine, right?”
“Ah.... but for what reason...”
“Because you need to sign this document. It’s a bit of a special document. You understand?”
“.....”
Thus, time passed, and the time to leave work arrived.