The Girl's Slender Finger
I strode past the woman drooling over my cock with complete composure and settled into the chair.
Even in the seated position, I draped a single towel over the erection that had sprung straight up.
“Thank you.”
“Ah, no need.”
The world was hilariously amusing.
I, who had been scorned for lacking assets, now showed off my superior male position.
Before my eyes, the contempt had vanished completely. Instead, a woman who had been drooling over my cock now behaved with perfect submission.
Of course, not every asset would react this way.
But company-owned assets were particularly sensitive. Sex itself was not easily granted, and even masturbation was forbidden. The reason was simple: grades carried premium value based on whether one had been opened or not yet, making a drop in rank a serious risk.
Company-owned assets reacted to that point with extreme sensitivity.
‘That means these bitches’ lust has been overflowing for a long time.’
The sight of her drooling over my cock was probably the result of that very overflow.
I wanted to relieve the desire right then and there, but I couldn’t even rub my legs together like the others. I was a company-owned asset after all.
But I had no intention of giving my cock to that bitch.
I couldn’t even think of offering my manhood to a woman who was, at best, average in appearance and far from desirable in figure.
‘At the very least, she has to be someone like Min Cha-eun before I can even consider it.’
Then.
“…Um…”
The woman approached me from a distance and spoke carefully.
“I know this is improper, but… do you have any assets?”
How much of her brain had been melted by lust for her to ask such an improper question in that cautious tone?
“Why?”
I already knew what she was trying to say, but I feigned ignorance and asked.
“I am an asset of Raon Aesthetic Center. My contract ends in a few months.”
Her face flushed with embarrassment, her body twisting awkwardly in contradiction to the rising lust.
“However…”
“If you still don’t have any assets, would you be interested in owning me…? Hehe…”
Even with the towel covering her eyes, her gaze remained fixed on my tented cock.
“What’s your grade?”
I asked anyway, even though I already knew from the status window.
“D… D-rank.”
The average transaction price for D-rank assets hovered around thirty million won.
I smiled.
“Ah, so you’re D-rank. But what can I do? I don’t have the ability to buy assets, so I came here to do the lowest-level manual labor. The bottom of the barrel, really. I don’t have the means to purchase anyone.”
I repeated exactly what the women had been gossiping about me earlier.
Her face gradually deteriorated.
She had suddenly remembered the reality she had forgotten in the throes of lust.
“Ah… ah!”
Her body jerked back as if waking from a nightmare, slamming into the wardrobe behind her.
“Ah, I’m sorry.”
Only now did she seem to realize her own mistake and crime.
Gossiping about others, or speaking arrogantly about contract terms as an asset itself, could be considered problematic behavior.
If I reported this to the grade evaluator instead of the owner, the consequences for her could be severe.
“I… I’m sorry!”
She hurriedly dressed and fled the bathroom.
‘Anyway, if I leave my clothes here like this, I can’t move until the one who took them returns them, right?’
If I had run off with her…
‘Where the hell is the laundry room?’
Fortunately, there was a towel. I could still go find my clothes somehow, but I wouldn’t be able to avoid facing the consequences.
‘Life is such a bitch.’
***
Min Cha-eun had to open the windows of the office to ventilate it.
The stale smell from the basement kept tickling her nose, adding to her already cold expression.
“Master, you’re really something. Of all people, you chose to hire that man.”
She had been planning to assign the basement management role to low-grade assets, but Master had specifically requested that she employ his friend and take charge of basement duties.
No matter how much it was Master’s wish, it still required the boss’s approval, so she had initially refused.
But once the boss’s direct order came down, she had no choice but to obey.
To Min Cha-eun, who believed that those without assets or those on disposal list were no different from average men, Han Jae-young was nothing but garbage itself.
“…I told you to roll them properly, didn’t I?”
She recalled Master’s command to leave all the dirty and disgusting work to his friend.
For a moment, she wondered if it was even appropriate to do so for Master’s friend.
She decided not to think further.
Since he was not Master’s personal asset, she didn’t necessarily have to follow the request exactly.
But as a corporate asset, she was bound to obey the company’s orders.
Im Jun-sung, the boss’s son, had no reason to worry about rejection, as he could simply absorb any backlash.
“Once he becomes an internal director, it’s best to show him well in advance. It won’t be a loss.”
So after ordering Han Jae-young to clean the first basement floor, the smell was so bad that she added an additional shower instruction.
But Han Jae-young, who had been expected to return after lunch, had not shown up even after an hour.
“Could he have run away because he couldn’t hold it in?”
A mocking smile curved the corner of her lips.
She thought the loser always had no choice.
She imagined kneeling before the loser, licking his shoes while he read documents.
How thrilling it would be to have those dirty shoes licked with her tongue.
It was an unthinkable fantasy for an asset, but perhaps one day it would become reality.
Her hand slowly slid inside her skirt.
She gently rubbed her clitoris through the pantyhose, imagining making him lick her, and the fantasy only made her panties grow wetter with her juices.
Since she hadn’t been opened yet, the only masturbation she could do was using her fingers on her clit.
As the orgasm approached and her mind grew hazy, the face of Han Jae-young vanished from her thoughts.
And the face of another man appeared instead.
Im Jun-sung.
In her imagination, she stripped away his perfectly fitted clothes that revealed his well-built body.
Her fingers traced his chiseled abs and obliques, driving herself wild, and the fantasy of slowly stroking his cock only soaked her panties more.
The image of him thrusting deep into her throat, her tongue licking the length of his cock, unfolded in her mind.
“Haa… Master… Haa…”
Min Cha-eun’s body burned hotter, and she gradually couldn’t hold back her moans.
The only son of the Raon Group.
Even if he was eight years younger, if he became her personal asset and allowed her to rise in status, what did age matter?
Beneath her cold expression, a desire for success was hidden.
The reality of being B-rank gripped her ankle, but it was not entirely impossible.
Marrying into a chaebol family was only a backup plan, after all.
She imagined her desires on display in her mind and gradually approached the climax.
Then.
Knock knock.
She snapped out of her fantasy at the sound of a knock and quickly tidied herself.
Her movements were so fast it felt like a blink of an eye.
She straightened her clothes, took a deep breath to calm the heat from the near-orgasm, and said,
“Come in.”
Her voice carried the usual cold tone.
The consultation room staff entered.
Her eyes narrowed sharply, emitting even more coldness.
Of all times to enter right before she climaxed.
A trace of resentment mixed in.
“Manager, this is a document from the grade evaluator. It requires confirming three assets from the disposal waiting list.”
“I see. Put it down and leave.”
The employee placed the printed document on her desk and left.
Min Cha-eun’s mind raced as she picked up the document.
The faces of the disposal-waiting assets flashed through her thoughts.
“Only three out of eight confirmed…”
It meant there were many assets registered for disposal at the grade evaluator, making it difficult to process them all.
While she pondered whom to confirm, she decided she would have to go down herself to check.
The place stank, but what else could she do?
Processing the management costs for the disposal-waiting assets was also her responsibility.
She had just stepped out of the manager’s office and was waiting in front of the elevator when the sound of three female employees chatting reached her ears.
“Really, he was enormous.”
“Did you see that guy’s cock?”
“Yeah, I was shocked when I saw it. It’s… about 20 centimeters? Or a bit more.”
‘20 centimeters?’
“Wow, really? I thought he was just some ordinary guy working in the basement, but why is he doing that job with such a huge cock?”
“I don’t know either. But I really wanted to take one look at a cock like that.”
‘…A 20-centimeter cock? In the basement?’
The face that naturally rose in Min Cha-eun’s mind upon hearing those words was none other than Han Jae-young.