Chapter 21: I Should Break This Habit for Good (3)
Chapter 21: I Should Break This Habit for Good (3)
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'I don't have to worry about her posting on SNS anymore.'
It had been five days, and she still hadn't uploaded any photos. Well, it was only natural—it was one of my conditions. The reason I banned her from posting revealing photos on SNS was simple.
First, to stop her from constantly checking her phone. Second, to prevent exposure to a wider, unspecified audience.
Someone who knew Do Seo-yun might stumble upon them by chance.
'I should make her take down all her posts when the time's right.'
To eliminate any possibility of getting caught.
'When should I tell her to start going commando?'
That was the ultimate goal—to have her walk around without panties and get caught by me.
The reason was simple. The psychological shock of being exposed by a colleague was meant to push her into getting treatment for her exhibitionism.
'But I can't just tell her to go commando right away.'
If I escalated things too quickly, she might refuse. So, I decided to take it slow.
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[Photo sent.]
A photo of her butt filled the screen. The gray panties covering the center were clearly visible. Even through the photo, the firmness of her butt was palpable.
[Is this enough?]
It would be a lie to say I didn't want to touch her. With her attractive face and a body that had curves in all the right places, she was on par with Ha-rin.
'If I touched everything I wanted to, I'd be no better than an animal. Not human.'
Modern people living in the 21st century had boundaries to respect.
<You're so fucking hot today.>
<Send another one in the afternoon.>
'Maybe I'll push things further tomorrow.'
<You're so fucking hot today.>
<Send another one in the afternoon.>
'This is weird.'
Friday morning and afternoon, Monday morning and afternoon, and now Tuesday morning. Every time I sent a message, I scanned the office for employees.
'They'd have to use their phone.'
Since external programs couldn't be installed on company computers due to security, I focused on employees holding their phones.
'Five times in total, including today.'
The more I observed, the fewer employees I saw holding their phones when the messages were sent. And by today, there was no overlap at all.
'Did they use another method...?'
Thinking about it, sending messages openly in the office was strange to begin with. Even knowing I was watching.
I checked the timestamps of the messages I'd sent.
Specifically, the exact times they were delivered. After a few adjustments, the timestamps appeared down to the second.
[AM. 11:01:00]
[AM. 11:02:00]
Except for the messages sent consecutively, all were delivered at exact minute marks. Especially the ones demanding photos of specific body parts.
Even if someone tried to manipulate the timing, it was impossible. There was only one explanation.
'Scheduled messages. Why didn't I think of that?'
I hadn't used them recently.
If they were sent as scheduled messages, everything made sense.
'I'll have to check this afternoon.'
I tapped my keyboard and glanced at my phone. Still silent.
[Tuesday | PM. 03:02]
'It should be coming soon.'
Messages usually arrived around 3 PM. As the last digit changed from 2 to 3, my phone screen lit up.
'Here it is.'
I immediately knew it was from K. I'd turned off all unimportant notifications, including for this SNS app. Only important alerts triggered vibrations and lit up the screen.
'When are they going to fix this notification bug?'
Even with notifications off, the screen would light up when a message arrived.
[K]
[When are you sending it? A photo of your ass.][PM. 03:03:00]
'What if I don't send it?'
I sat still, staring at my phone.
[Stop looking around the office.][PM. 03:04:00]
I hadn't even been looking around.
'That's it. They predicted my actions and set this up.'
The feeling was strange—both absurd and satisfying to have figured it out. Messages arrived at three-minute intervals. Four in total, up until 3:16.
'If I stay still, they'll make a move. Who is it?'
I scanned the office. A few empty seats dotted the room.
"We're out of coffee."
A voice from beside me made me glance over. Senior Dae-hoon, holding a tumbler, walked toward the pantry. I quickly looked away. It couldn't be him.
[You're really taking your time today, huh?][PM. 03:20:17]
[Do you want your photos leaked?][PM. 03:20:31]
The timing confirmed it was typed manually. I headed to the restroom, scanning the office again.
'Who is it?'
The owners of the empty seats were suspicious.
'I'll have to check later.'
I had a way to find out.
Before I knew it, it was 6:30 PM. Normally, I'd be leaving work and heading home.
[Security Room]
Carrying a box of drinks I'd bought from the convenience store, I knocked on the metal door labeled with the sign.
"Anyone there?"
"Yes, come in."
"Hello."
I carefully opened the door. Eyes met mine through the gap.
"Oh my, look who it is. Seo-yun."
"Chief, you're here."
It was the building's management chief. He'd been overseeing the building since I was young, so we knew each other well.
'Good. This should go smoothly.'
Being the boss's daughter was a burden, but right now, it was reassuring.
"Of course."
"Here, take these."
"Oh my, you didn't have to..."
The chief smiled warmly as he accepted the drinks.
"I'm always grateful."
"Haha. So, what brings you here...?"
"I lost my car key. I can't remember where, so I was wondering if it's been turned in."
I glanced at the lost-and-found basket. Of course, my key wasn't there—it was safely tucked in my handbag.
"No car keys have been turned in, but we can check the CCTV if you'd like."
"That would be great."
I didn't refuse. The whole reason I came here was to check the footage.
"Gi-cheol."
"Yes."
"Help her check the CCTV."
"Actually, I'd prefer to check it myself. You must be busy."
I couldn't have someone else involved. I needed to check not just today but other days too.
"I'm not that busy..."
"I'd like to look myself. Can I do it alone?"
"If that's what you want, go ahead. Make yourself comfortable."
"Thank you."
"Just double-click the camera you want to view, and adjust the time here."
"Ah, got it."
It wasn't too complicated. As I scanned the CCTV feeds on the monitor, I spoke up.
"By the way, Chief."
"Yes?"
"Are there no CCTV cameras inside the office?"
When I'd checked earlier, there were none inside—only in the hallways and elevators.
"Oh, that would be a disaster. You know how things are these days."
"Right."
I was disappointed. If there were cameras inside, this would've been much easier.
"I need to go on patrol now. If you have any issues, just ask Gi-cheol here."
"Ah, okay."
"Even if you don't find it, I'll let you know if the key turns up."
"I'd appreciate that. Thank you, Chief."
"Give my regards to your father."
"Of course. Thank you."
The chief put on his cap and left. The room fell silent. I glanced at the man sitting in front of me.
'I'd prefer to search alone, but I have no choice.'
I zoomed in on the CCTV feed covering the office entrance. It clearly showed who came and went.
'This should work.'
I started reviewing footage from today—around 3 PM and 11 AM.
'There must be someone who appears consistently.'
I doubted they'd openly check and reply to my photos in the office. The replies were too explicit to risk others seeing.
I slowly scrolled through. After today's footage, I checked Monday's, then Friday's.
The list of suspects narrowed quickly. Down to five.
'The department head from two teams over. The deputy who gave me dirty looks. The friendly deputy from the next team. The accounting team manager. And finally... Senior Dae-hoon.'
I couldn't completely rule out others. Just like the scheduled messages, they might've replied from inside the office to throw me off.
'I need a decisive clue.'
To confirm who it was, I needed something concrete. Which meant the CCTV wouldn't help anymore.
I grabbed my handbag and stood up.
"Um..."
"Ah, did you find it?"
"Yes, the CCTV helped me remember where I left it."
"That's a relief."
"Please thank the chief for me."
"Will do. Take care."
"You too."
I left the security room and headed to the parking lot, pulling my car key from my handbag.
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[Photo sent.]
[Is this enough?]
Once again, Do Seo-yun sent a photo of her ass as ordered. The plump curves were accentuated by black panties and stockings, amplifying the lewdness.
Her face, barely visible behind her butt, was flushed—as if about to burst from embarrassment.
'Time to try what I thought of yesterday.'
<Now send a photo of your pussy in the same pose.>
<Pull your panties down.>
A reply came instantly.
[Are you insane?]
<Don't want to?>
<Fine if you don't.>
<Guess I'll make today's company intranet all about your ass.>
<Aren't you curious how much people will talk?>
The pressure worked. She seemed to hesitate before replying.
[Fine. I'll do it.]
The short sentence was loaded with emotion.
<Hurry up and send it.>
<Don't just say you'll do it.>
I pressed her. If she rushed, she wouldn't have time to overthink.
'A photo of my pussy...'
I should've expected this. After demanding topless photos, I knew they had a perverted streak.
But I couldn't refuse. I bit my lower lip.
"Haa..."
My hand hovered over my panties. Normally, I'd only pull them down to use the bathroom or shower. Today, they felt unbearably heavy.
But I had no choice. They'd blackmail me with the photos I'd already sent. As I pulled them down, cold air brushed against my groin.
'I've never shown this to anyone.'
I slid my panties down to my knees. My groin was barely visible below my chest.
'To someone I don't even know... If only it were my senior...'
I'd have gladly sent it to him. My body burned. I crossed my legs and picked up the camera. I had to take the photo. I struck the same pose as before, focusing on my ass.
'Everything's visible...'
I checked the photo. The cleft between my cheeks was fully exposed—my anus and the tightly closed pink slit below.
I'd never examined myself this closely before.
<Should I send it without covering anything?>
[Yeah. Don't cover a thing.]
<You can't leak this anywhere.>
'This is rock bottom... If this spreads...'
I'd have to move abroad.
[Why would I leak it? I want to keep the good stuff to myself.]
[Hurry up and send it. You took it, right?]
"Huu..."
I rubbed my thighs, trying to calm my heated body, then hovered over the send button.
'Send.'
I squeezed my eyes shut and tapped the screen.
[Your tight little pussy looks delicious.]
[Can't I taste it just once?]
[Looks like it'd gush like a clam.]
'Talking about my body like it's food...'
The vulgar harassment continued.
I couldn't just sit here. I had to return to the office. It was work hours.
Thump-thump.
Exposing myself for the first time made my heart race uncontrollably. After taking deep breaths for what felt like forever, I finally calmed down—somewhat.