Being Secretly Filmed Is... #1
Being Secretly Filmed Is... #1
Shim Chae-a's house backed onto a well-designed garden. Most of the walls were glass, allowing for full enjoyment of natural light.
However, there were many curtains thicker than the glass walls, creating a subtle contrast by blocking out the light with drapes.
"...You live here alone?"
"Strictly speaking, it's not my house."
"??"
I went inside and looked around the facilities. In the middle of the living room was a photo studio setup. Thick curtains blocking light and lights emitting from five angles stood out.
"...Wow, this is crazy."
I didn't expect it to be this professional. Since I hadn't expected much, the impression was even greater.
"Let's start right away. You can change in that room over there."
She handed me plain, unremarkable white top and bottom garments.
"Huh...? Is this all?"
"...Just put them on for now."
For the highly anticipated first limited-edition product, it was excessively generic. Although my confusion was considerable, I entered the room as she instructed.
'...Looks like this place is used as a storage room.'
It didn't feel particularly organized. It felt less like using a 'room' and more like using a 'space'.
Changing clothes didn't take long. Fortunately, the bottom part was loose enough that I could hide my dick.
I came out and called Shim Chae-a, who was checking the camera.
"I'm ready. Do we just shoot like this?"
"Good, now put this on over it."
"...Oh."
The garment she handed me was a deeply colored Edge Cardigan. The small zipper crossing diagonally on the back was impressive.
"Is this the clothing for sale?"
"That's right."
The cardigan's characteristic looseness and stylish fit made the garment look luxurious.
"The clothes are really good... They'll be popular, won't they?"
"...Ahem."
Shim Chae-a coughed awkwardly. I stepped onto the prime spot where the lights converged.
"Could you strike a pose?"
"Like this?"
"..."
She briefly explained how to pose, emphasizing the importance of arm placement.
I squinted my eyes to look cool, but she rebuked me, saying it ruined the harmony of my face.
"How about this?"
It was a 'flower cup' pose, but I widened the gap between my arms and face, trying to give the impression that my face was floating by telekinesis.
Click! Click!
Apparently, she liked it, as the shutter sounds began in earnest.
"Good, let's move on to the next one."
"Next?"
"Take off your clothes."
I took off my clothes. She unzipped the diagonal zipper on the back. The garment separated, and the two pieces were left in my hands.
"...?"
"Put on one piece at a time."
I awkwardly put on the separated cardigan. Shim Chae-a fastened the buttons together. The reassembled cardigan transformed from a dignified look to one resembling a wild horse.
"Wow... This is something else, isn't it? My impression completely changed!"
"This time, pose in a dignified manner, opposite to before."
"Okay."
For an individual to create high-quality, transformable clothing is not a talent within the ordinary range, but rather a talent in the transcendent realm. ...Indeed, she was like a game heroine.
Click! Click! Click!
The dignified pose required for photography is not a bland posture where both arms are lowered, making the body straight. Unless it's a strange concept, such low-level actions should be avoided.
"You worked hard."
"...It's harder than I thought."
After all the photos were taken, Shim Chae-a sat at the computer and selected the pictures. After choosing them, she did some simple touch-ups, and they looked vastly different from the photos I had uploaded until now.
Certainly, I had only uploaded very raw photos until now.
I put my hand on her shoulder, intending to look at the photos as well.
"!"
"Ugh... Your shoulders are so stiff."
I massaged her shoulders using my hands and palms. Long, firm tendons were felt.
"...It's all done. Check the message I sent you."
"Where... Oh, wow, that's amazing!"
I received two versions of the photos via text message.
"I'll upload them right now. They came out so pretty, I'm looking forward to the reactions."
I opened Ingsta and hastily drafted the post.
"Write 'Limited Sale, Demand Survey' and add the address I sent you via text. It's a survey site."
"You prepared a lot, didn't you? I have a good feeling about this already!"
She felt competent. I linked the address in the post. As soon as I uploaded the photos, the notification window began to fill up.
All the planned work was finished. A quiet silence settled. We had only met for work, so we didn't know much about each other.
"Are there no more clothes to wear now?"
"...There were originally more, but I'll end it here for today."
The mask, which swayed every time she spoke, bothered me for no reason.
"...Could you take off your mask when we're together? It feels stifling just watching you..."
"..."
Shim Chae-a silently took off her mask.
Seeing her pretty face, I automatically felt better and smiled a bright, childlike smile.
"...You like it that much?"
"Yeah, just seeing it makes me feel good. Can't you just go around without it?"
It would have been funny to make excuses, so I just spoke my honest feelings. Shim Chae-a rubbed her forehead and lowered her head.
"......I'll think about it."
'Huh?'
When I came to my senses, the atmosphere was strange. A space of silence... It was less like silence born from having nothing to say, and more like a ticklish quiet.
Suddenly, her index finger came to rest on the back of my hand. The small, cushiony warmth of human body heat stimulated my sense of touch.
Her two eyes gazed directly into mine. Her sky-blue sabaekan, with the whites visible below her pupils, stared at me with tension.
Staring into each other's eyes while skin-to-skin is, without needing explanation, a special situation.
It felt like a much stickier and more explicit exchange than kissing with eyes closed.
Saliva gathered in my mouth. I decided that if I swallowed my saliva here, I wouldn't be able to endure the awkwardness that would follow.
I had no choice but to open my mouth.
"...What is this?"
As I spoke, I naturally swallowed my saliva.
"Well... I don't know...?"
She didn't remove her finger. Her gazing eyes didn't even blink a little.
"What do you think it is?"
"...I really don't know."
For me, the current situation was less a clear one and more a blurry, ambiguous one. I felt a shy embarrassment, like a child seeing his older sister next door.
Just like... her during her college days.
Her eyes blinked slowly... very slowly. So slowly that it created an illusion, as if I had received an intense wink.
The person herself was full of decadent sexiness. It felt like an intellectual who had lost their family, sitting on a trash can, smoking a cigarette with a pungent smell.
Perhaps because the house was cold, the warmth of her finger stood out even more. It created an illusion as if our blood was mixing.
"...Do you have someone you like?"
"..."
Someone I like... It's a premise I've never once thought about since failing to get into Queen Valtz Academy.
The confusion of games and reality mixing, and the uncertainty about the future, didn't allow me any trivial premises.
Unless it was simple, direct pleasure.
"..."
"..."
"...You worked hard today. You can go now."
Shim Chae-a's finger withdrew.
In the end, I couldn't say anything.
The way home was the same as usual.
* * *
Shim Chae-a and I arrived at the M Clothing Factory, located at the very edge of the district.
This was to discuss 'contract manufacturing' for rapid market entry.
"Wow, I get to meet a celebrity for the first time!"
The CEO laughed good-naturedly without any sign of embarrassment. He was a charming fellow.
"Let's tour the factory first!"
From the CEO's perspective, signing a contract with a Queen Valtz student isn't a bad deal. Whether the manufactured products sell or not isn't important to them. From their point of view, it's just about producing goods with the money they received.
The student probably has no experience, so it would be easy to take advantage of them.
Not bringing up the contract immediately could be seen as a high-level tactic.
The student, who is nobody, suddenly receives CEO-level treatment and feels good,
and it can be seen as practical skill that prepares for the future, implying 'Since I've disclosed everything so transparently, no changing your mind later, right?'
'Eheheh... I feel good.'
The sucker felt exceptionally good.
The CEO, explaining the facilities as we walked around, gave the impression that the factory system was exceptionally efficient.
He seemed like a man who would have succeeded even if he sold insurance. Shim Chae-a and the CEO began their serious conversation.
"First, let's draw up a design draft..."
"How about we draw it up like this?..."
Having nothing to know and nothing to say, I watched the two talking, feeling like I was watching a fire from a distance.
'Chae-a's tits are so fucking hot...'
Of course, what I was watching wasn't business, but man-killing tits.
...The unexpected turn of events came suddenly.
A black luxury car pulled up in front of the factory. A woman and men in black suits stepped out of it...
The woman was Kim So-yoon, exuding a model's aura. She was wearing a navy suit made of luxurious material that conveyed dignity.
Kim So-yoon spotted Shim Chae-a and me and tilted her head. Her gaze didn't linger for long.
"I came to make a deal."
"...I apologize, but we currently have a prior appointment."
The CEO showed a somewhat bewildered reaction.
I had expected to be betrayed by the appearance of someone who clearly looked rich, but the CEO, surprisingly, was a man who upheld the rules of commerce.
"...Oh, you came here for Iejeu, a subsidiary of Palgak. Are you sure you won't regret it?"
"!!!"
I could hear his eyeballs rolling.
"P-please, come in first!!"
The CEO began to attend to Kim So-yoon as if he were her attendant. We, who had been talking for a while, were naturally pushed aside.
"First, I'd like to see the manufacturing process."
"I'll guide you right away!"
The CEO and Kim So-yoon's group entered the factory.
'No, fuck, if it's a large corporation, they should just use the factory they already own!!'
Even though everyone has their own circumstances, it was not pleasant at all from my perspective as the one being sidelined. My body awkwardly bent in the sudden situation.
"..."
Chae-a remained silent.
"Haha... What a sudden bolt from the blue..."
Unable to endure the awkwardness, random words spilled from my mouth.
"...Just wait comfortably. I'll go and argue with them."
Nothing changes by just standing still. It wasn't us who crossed the line, but Kim So-yoon and the CEO.
I approached Kim So-yoon, who was being attended to like a princess, and walked right beside her, as an equal. The bodyguards, perhaps not expecting my actions, approached me with bewildered expressions.
"Leave him be. Let's see what he's going to do."
"...Yes, ma'am."
She didn't seem to have any worries. No, she even reacted as if she found it amusing.
Considering the social treatment she had received until now, there was no way she would be wary of a lowly commoner like me.
'...Fuck, I'm screwed.'
I had followed to argue, but once I arrived in the middle of the enemy camp, I couldn't say anything.
...In other words, I chickened out.
Being among trained muscle-bound men, my initial confidence vanished without a trace.
In my heart, I wanted to run away immediately, but my pride was hurt, so I couldn't even make a quick exit.
"...Haha, this place, you see..."
The CEO looked at me, smiled awkwardly, and began explaining the manufacturing process.
Kim So-yoon, perhaps feeling hot, took off her outer garment and tossed it to an attendant. A short, sleeveless undershirt was beneath her clothes.
Her coolly exposed armpit came into view at eye level.
'Oh God, why do you put me to the test...?'
The deeply recessed, delicate flesh was truly at a professional level. This shouldn't be called an armpit; it should be called a 'boob-pit'. Seriously.
'This bitch has three pussies...'
An unexpected uppercut sent blood rushing to my corpus cavernosum. My penis swelled hard. I quickly covered my erection with the Slime Bag, but I was afraid of making a mistake in front of so many people.
"...I'll just go to the restroom for a moment."
'I'm definitely not running away!!'
I made an excuse that was worse than saying nothing and rushed to the restroom.
As soon as I arrived at the restroom, I took off my underwear and began to crudely shake my enlarged club.
'Haa, this fucking hot bitch... Haa, you fucking bitch...'
Not masturbating this morning was a mistake. I should have at least cum twice before coming here.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of my erection. I imagined the haughty-looking Kim So-yoon pinned beneath me, panting.
Click!
"...Huh?"
I opened my eyes at the sound of the shutter and saw a phone lens pointed at me.
"K-Kim So-yoon?"
"...Hey, what are you doing?"