I Find It Unfair
"Sounds like you and Eunmi have gotten pretty close since that overtime last week?"
Assistant Manager Park said it the moment I stepped into the elevator. Judging by his expression, the remark wasn't meant to carry any particular weight. Still, I hid my inexplicably pounding heart and simply gave a nod. Assistant Manager Choi studied me for a moment, then turned his gaze up to the floor indicator.
Choi had always been quick to read a room. Had he picked up on something?
Back at the office, I ran into Seonju on my way out from brushing my teeth. From the dental pouch she was carrying, it looked like she'd just finished up as well.
"Seonju, got a second..."
"Yes?! ...... Yes..."
Being addressed out of nowhere and told to follow me, Seonju looked more than a little startled.
Fair enough, I suppose... Until just days ago I couldn't even hold her gaze, and now I'm beckoning her down the corridor. Anyone would be rattled.
Heh heh... She's got a lot more to be surprised about where that came from.
I led her to the window at the end of the hallway. Puzzled as to why on earth I'd called her over, she planted herself by the glass, shuffling her feet awkwardly.
"Seonju... I've been watching you for a while now... Do you have some kind of grievance with our team?"
"Sorry? No. Not particularly?"
Her eyes went perfectly round, as if to ask what nonsense I was spouting.
"Then why is your attitude toward your teammates like that?"
"Mine? What about it?"
"The way you treat your teammates, me, everyone at this company. We're the sales team. Fundamentally, ours is a job of dealing with people — which means hiding whatever we're feeling and putting on a smile."
"But I'm not a salesperson?"
The sheer audacity of the answer wrung a hollow laugh out of me.
"And for the record, I'm always courteous on the phone. That's never once caused a problem, has it? So I honestly can't see why you're suddenly saying this to me."
"I'm not talking about your work right now, Seonju. I'm talking about basic attitude."
"If there's no problem with my work, why bring up my attitude?"
We'd barely traded a few words and my temper was already flaring.
"There's such a thing as basic relationships with your teammates. Assistant Manager Park, Assistant Manager Choi — I'm your superior too, you know. And those two say they're scared to even deal with you these days. Doesn't that tell you the problem lies with your attitude?"
Seonju looked me dead in the eye, clearly finding none of it convincing.
"I'm aware all three of you outrank me. Which is exactly why I've never once refused an assignment from any of you — no 'I'd rather not,' no 'I can't.' Every task gets handled properly and on time. And yet you're criticizing my attitude. I find that unfair."
"Ha! That's precisely why — in the areas beyond the work itself—"
"Team Leader, I came here to work, and there is nothing wrong with my work. So why are we talking about things outside of it? Frankly, I find this conversation unpleasant and unfair."
"Ha... ha...!"
Nothing would come out of me but that hollow laugh.
— Whew~ Now there's a girl even bolder than she looks, eh? One mountain after another for you, huh? Am I right? So what are you gonna do about it?
The Genie was plainly having the time of his life watching Seonju stand her ground.
"No, look. We're a team, and a team runs on teamwork and camaraderie... Like today, at lunch—"
"So this is because I turned down lunch with you? Is the team supposed to come before a prior commitment?"
"What I mean is... Hahh... Never mind. Forget it."
Talking to this woman was doing nothing but piling on more stress.
"I complete every task assigned to me. Forcing or pressuring me over things beyond the scope of my work is unfair, Team Leader or not. If you demand this kind of conversation from me again... I'll have no choice but to give things some serious thought."
She gave me a stiff, perfunctory bow, then spun on her heel and marched back toward the office.
Ha! Serious thought, is it? And then what — you'll go tattling to HR or the Labor Board?!
— See? The MZ generation really is built different. Kukuku...
Where the hell did you even learn that phrase?
— Didn't you know? I'm the Genie who knows all things. Kukuku... Don't let it stress you out — think positive, all right? Just fixate on one thing: the moment a haughty woman like that kneels and obeys your every word. Got it? Kukuku...
Kim Seonju, that fucking bitch...!
I needed somewhere, anywhere, to vent the pressure that had built up inside me. Heading for the stairwell, I climbed to the top floor and fired off a message to Eunmi.
Sure enough, the top-floor washroom was empty. I propped an "Under Maintenance" sign in front of the door and had barely settled onto the toilet in the stall when Eunmi eased the door open just wide enough and slipped inside.
"We're on the clock. What's this about?"
"Suck."
I sat on the toilet and shoved my trousers and briefs down to my ankles. My cock, not yet hard, hung limp between my legs.
"Hmph! Why don't you go ask Jihyun to suck it for you?"
"I thought you said you weren't jealous?"
"Who said anything about jealousy...? Jihyun's over the moon about being with you, you know. Shouldn't you be asking her to do this now instead of me?"
That's jealousy, all right...
"But the one I need right now is you, Eunmi. Hurry up and suck."
When I fixed her with a hard stare and said it flat out, Eunmi finally gave in, coming over and crouching down in front of me.
As she crouched, her skirt swayed, and I caught a glimpse of the space between her thighs.
"Wearing panties?"
"Going commando in summer feels icky. And... it's a dress today, so if I lift my arms or anything, the skirt rides up and everything shows..."
"You never listen, do you... No panties at the office. Did you forget?"
"Hmph!"
Eunmi scoffed at me.
What is with every woman in my life today of all days...
But even as she scoffed, she sank down before me and tenderly wrapped one hand around my cock.
I needed to bleed off the stress Seonju had pumped into me — letting it out one load at a time, through Eunmi's mouth.
"You're good at this, you know that? Whenever it crosses my mind, it's your figure and that technique of yours."
I said it without meaning a word of it, gently stroking her hair.
"Ehehe..."
As Eunmi's hand, wrapped around my shaft, began gliding softly up and down, the blood came flooding into my cock. It swelled to the rhythm of her strokes, straining as it slowly lifted its head.
"Good grief... this cock of yours... How many times have you pounded Jihyun with this thing, I wonder? Her body's tiny — didn't her pussy tear right open?"
My cock had now outgrown one of her hands, so Eunmi wrapped both of hers around it and began caressing it.
She was skilled, no question about it — practiced and assured. The way she gripped my cock with just the right pressure and worked it was pure artistry.
"Use your mouth."
At my word, Eunmi parted her red lips and ducked her head, taking my glans into her mouth. Her tongue wound around it once before she drew her mouth off my cock, then flicked her tongue out to lap at the tip.
"Nngh...!"
When it came to blowjobs, Eunmi was simply untouchable.
"You're good, you know that? That's my Eunmi, all right."
"Tch... Then go have Jihyun do it from now on."
"You're far better at it than she is, though. From now on, it's your mouth that services me — and me who eats your pussy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. Now hurry up and suck me harder."
I don't know why, but my words seemed to delight her. She opened wide, took my cock into her mouth, and began sucking in earnest, twisting the wrist that gripped my shaft with every stroke.
Schlop. Schlop. Schlop. The sounds of her mouth dragging at my cock echoed through the washroom.
The vacuuming pull of her lips and the serpent-slick writhing of her tongue were more than a man could quietly endure. With Eunmi's tongue coiling around everything from my balls up the length of my shaft to my glans, the urge to come came rushing at me fast.
"Nnngh..."
Sensing I was about to blow, she pulled her mouth free and began stroking my shaft rapidly with her hand.
"Nngh!"
A last strangled groan burst from my lips, and my cum came gushing out. Eunmi kept working my cock with one hand while her other palm clamped over the head, catching the spurting jets.
My release ran down, smearing her palm and my cock.
"Didn't you shoot a load into Jihyun just yesterday? There is so much of it..."
"Whew... That's just how good your technique is, Eunmi."
She got to her feet and went to the sink to wash the semen from her hand. I wound some toilet paper loosely around mine, wiped the cum off my cock, and walked over to her — my fingers, too, coated in sticky strands.
"Let's get those panties off, yeah?"
Stepping up behind her, I slid my hand up under her dress and kneaded her ass through her panties.
"Geez! I told you, it makes me uncomfortable!"
"You love that sort of thing though, don't you, hm? And after all my handling just now, my cum's probably already soaked into your panties anyway. Take them off... and tonight, I'll treat you real nice."
Whispering that sticky seduction into her ear, I caught hold of the string of her panties and drew them down. Eunmi never lifted a finger to stop me.
"Tonight?"
"Yeah. Tonight. After work, come over to my place."
Her panties slipped past the full curves of her behind and dropped in a soft puddle at her ankles. I caressed the bare flesh they revealed, letting my fingers stray down to tease along the lips of her pussy.
"Haahnn..."
Eunmi's moan slipped out, thin and sweet — the sound of a woman who knew exactly how to snare a man.