The Vibrating Egg
"Y-you want me to put this... in there?"
"That's right."
Eunmi looked back and forth between the object in her hand and my face, staring at me as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
What she held was a vibrating egg—a pink little thing whose intensity could be adjusted through a phone app. I'd ordered it online just days ago, and I'd already gone so far as to pair it with my phone via Bluetooth.
"How am I supposed to go to the office with that inside me? I can't! I won't!"
"Like hell you can't!"
"Still, this is too far... I can't do this... Team Leader... please..."
"Didn't you say you needed more stimulation these days, Ms. Eunmi? Weren't you the one who told me going commando doesn't do it for you anymore!"
I glared at her and let the threat hang in my voice. She held her ground anyway.
This was the woman who claimed that coming to work with no panties, feeling every male employee's eyes glued to her ass, kept her cunt dripping all day long. Lately, she said, she'd taken to wearing a tampon every day just to cope with it.
But apparently even those stares had grown too familiar, because she'd recently complained that the juices weren't flowing like they used to. Hearing that had made me want to torment her—and the egg was exactly what I'd bought for the purpose.
And now she was refusing? Hadn't she become completely mine by now, a slave who obeyed my every command?
"Hey, it's not like you put the woman under hypnosis. What makes you think she's going to follow your every word just like that, huh?"
Damn it... hadn't she become a full-fledged sex slave who did whatever I told her?
"Kukuku... Enough with the fairy tales. She's a person too—one with a mind of her own and a pride to match."
Spare me the bullshit, Genie. This woman is nothing more than a slave to my cock.
"Hey, Ms. Eunmi. No... just Eunmi."
Switching from threats to strategy, I coaxed her in a gentle voice, softly running my fingers through her hair.
"Just hear me out."
"I can't. I'm not that kind of woman. I like people looking at me, sure... but I'm not such a pervert that I'd walk around with one of these inside me."
"That's exactly why you should listen to me, hmm? I'm quite taken with your body, Ms. Eunmi. A woman as sexy as you is a rare find. The reason my cock stirs every time it lays eyes on you is because you're so damn sexy. A woman that sexy going commando every single day? Of course I'm in heat and starving for you."
"Tsk..."
"That's nothing to sneer at... Have you ever once seen me show interest in another woman at the office? Seen me so much as talk to one? I'm like this because you're as sexy as you are."
"That's... true..."
My words seemed to convince her, if only a little.
Of course, the real reason I never approached the other women was my fear of them—but Eunmi had no way of knowing that, and the lie was sinking in nicely.
"But you say going commando doesn't excite you anymore, and honestly, it's taken the edge off mine too. Look at this—my cock. We've only done it once, and it's already gone soft. It won't get up again."
"Oh my! It's true! Why won't it get hard today? Should I take care of it with my mouth?"
Eunmi gaped down at my shrunken cock in genuine surprise. It had wilted because I'd been wracking my brain to spin sweet nonsense, but that hardly mattered—what mattered was that she was buying it, bit by bit.
"See? If I'm more worked up, it's better for you too. Just once—just this one time—let's try you wearing it to the office. Okay?"
"...... Even so...... No!"
"Ms. Eunmi... I said just once, didn't I? I won't even turn it up very strong. The moment you tell me to switch it off, I'll switch it off—promise. Who knows? It might turn out to be a whole new kind of pleasure for you."
"...... You mean it? You'll really turn it off if I tell you to?"
"Of course! You know I'm not the kind of man who treats you carelessly."
"Tsk... And yet you forced me the first time we had sex......"
"Back then you were swinging your hips because you loved it, weren't you?"
"...... Then it's really, truly just this once?"
"That's right, just once. And if it makes you feel bad, we won't do it at all."
Heh heh heh... As if "just once" exists anywhere in this world! I'd get her so hooked she couldn't leave the house without that vibrating egg buried in her cunt!
"Kukuku... She's simpler than I gave her credit for. Takes all the fun out of the conquest..."
The next day, while Eunmi was on her way in to work, I sent her a message.
"Good morning, everyone!"
"Good morning, Team Leader."
"Good morning, sir."
"Morning..."
I greeted my team cheerfully as I took my seat. Everyone answered brightly—everyone except Ms. Seonju, who, true to form, offered nothing but a slight tilt of the head and a flat acknowledgment.
Kim Seonju.
Before long, I'll have you trembling and moaning before my cock too.
"Kukuku, yes. How much longer are you going to play with just that woman, Oh Eunmi? You need to get her and that Nam Jihyun girl out of their clothes soon as well."
Heh heh... Patience, Genie. For now I'll savor Ms. Eunmi to my heart's content—and then I'll bring those two bitches to their knees before me too.
"Team Leader, about the Chilsung account from yesterday..."
"Right, yes. Where did we land on that?"
The busy workday was in full swing from the morning onward. Partly for the work itself, but mostly by design, I spent most of the morning holed up in my office. Eunmi was probably waiting in an agony of suspense, wondering when I would appear before her and switch the vibrating egg on.
I wanted nothing more than to march down to General Affairs on the spot and secretly fire up her egg over Bluetooth, but I held myself back.
After all, rice only cooks right when you let it steam. My plan was to leave her trembling for a good long while, never knowing when the vibration would strike, and only then press the button. Only then would her dread and her anticipation tangle together until she came apart completely.
"Kukuku... They do say an upright man becomes the most terrifying creature of all once he falls."
Only as lunchtime drew near did I finally rise from my desk, phone in hand, and head down to the General Affairs team.
"I'm grabbing lunch with the General Affairs Team Leader. After what happened last time, I should at least collect a meal out of it. Enjoy your lunch, everyone~"
"Yes, Team Leader. Have a good lunch."
"Enjoy your meal, sir."
And there was Ms. Seonju again, offering nothing but that little nod. Unfriendly bitch...
When I reached the General Affairs office, I opened the egg-control app before stepping through the door. The screen swept for a Bluetooth signal for a moment—and then it caught one.
Heh heh heh... Now it begins.
"Good afternoon, everyone."
I pushed open the General Affairs door with a friendly greeting and stepped inside. At the far end of the room, I could see Eunmi's face go taut with tension the instant I appeared.
"Hey, Team Leader Kim. What brings you down here?"
The General Affairs Team Leader waved a hand at me.
"Aw, come on now, Team Leader. Buy me lunch, will you?"
"Hm? Why? Got nobody to eat with?"
"No, it's just—with last time and all... You owe me at least one meal, don't you think?"
Standing in front of the team leader and trading jokes, I stole a glance at Eunmi. I hadn't touched the app yet. Even so, I could feel her pretending to work while her attention stayed fixed entirely on me.
Heh heh heh... She must be wound tight as a bowstring, waiting for the moment I press that button.
"Alright, let's go. Lunch is on me."
"Well, you'd better. Ms. Eunmi, why don't you come along too?"
"Ah... me... too?"
"Oh, right! Eunmi helped out with that job as well, didn't you? Let's all go together."
"Yes, let's all go. One lunch hardly settles the debt, but it'll do."
"Ah... y-yes..."
Unable to come up with a better excuse, Eunmi nodded too. And in that instant—the very moment she pulled her high heels out from under her desk and swapped them for her slippers—
Tap.
"Hnngh!"
Midway through slipping on her shoes, Eunmi shuddered from head to toe and sucked in a breath. It was precisely the moment my finger hit the app.
"What's wrong?"
The General Affairs Team Leader, blissfully oblivious, asked her as he picked up his wallet.
"N-nothing... I think my leg cramped..."
Putting on a show of being perfectly fine, Eunmi rose from her seat.
Heh heh heh... Whether it was the egg's performance or her struggle to contain the pleasure radiating up from her cunt, Eunmi was biting down on her lower lip. It was still only on level one, and the thing had already proven itself.
Standing, she was wearing coffee-brown stockings. Stockings, in the dead middle of summer...
Then again, the egg's receiver hung from a thin cord, and with nothing on underneath, the thing would have dangled and swayed beneath her short skirt in plain view—so it was an unavoidable choice, really.
"Shall we? Team Leader Kim, what do you feel like eating?"
"Anything's fine, as long as you're paying, Team Leader."
"How about some sundubu jjigae—soft tofu stew?"
"Ah, their sundubu is great. Eunmi, you take the lead, hm?"
On purpose, I put Eunmi up front and strolled along behind her with the team leader.
Even as he chatted with me, the team leader's eyes kept drifting toward Eunmi's swaying hips. Who could blame him? The curve of that plush, abundant ass...
With every step, Eunmi's luscious behind wobbled in the most obscene way. That a motorized vibrator was buried inside her beneath that short skirt was a secret only I in the world knew.
Wanting to tease her further, I kept up my conversation with the team leader while pretending to tap out a text—and bumped the egg up one more level.
Eunmi's legs buckled mid-stride before she recovered and kept walking as if nothing had happened. Heh heh heh... Look at her working so hard to hold it together. Work away, work away...