Noticing An Jihye's 'Inner' Circumstances
She flinched.
The moment our fingers brushed, An Jihye jerked on her own and glanced around.
But there was nothing nearby that could possibly harm her… so she gave an awkward little smile and took the documents from me.
Maybe she figured it was just static electricity.
Static in the middle of summer was ridiculous, of course, but the people around us more or less accepted the situation with that kind of vague understanding and moved on.
An Jihye did too.
Thanks to that, she tuned out her surroundings and started scanning the papers I’d handed over.
Then she took a step back.
I quietly observed An Jihye as she alternated between the documents and her monitor… and Yun Seongyeon, who was watching her in turn.
Yun Seongyeon.
With her arms crossed, she was emphasizing the most superior pair of breasts I’d ever seen while calmly keeping an eye on An Jihye.
Below that… her stomach was neatly tucked in, proof she took good care of herself.
I took another step back.
I confirmed the sharp jut of her hips and the equally prominent curve of her ass, then let my gaze travel down those long, stretched thighs and calves.
Nice.
I wasn’t the only one thinking it—the other male employees in Finance kept sneaking glances at Yun Seongyeon too.
But if I stepped two paces forward again… and planted myself right between them and her,
I could block the other guys’ “observation” and, at the same time, get a clear view of An Jihye as well.
An Jihye.
The pretty forehead revealed when she tucked her hair to either side.
The elegant line of her shoulders every time she stretched out an arm.
And the sharp drop of her waistline below that.
Sure… the flavor of her atmosphere was different from Yun Seongyeon’s, but there was still a faint resemblance.
Just like I’d wondered what it would feel like to meet Chu Yeonju and Seon Yeonwoo at the same time… I found myself curious what it would be like if An Jihye and Yun Seongyeon were lying on the same bed.
It’d taste incredible.
It’d be fucking hot.
It’d feel so goddamn good.
But I had no idea when that might actually happen.
I’d only properly met Yun Seongyeon today, and even An Jihye had only had sex once.
Still.
Yun Seongyeon aside, today was scheduled to be An Jihye’s second time.
“Jihye.”
“Yes?”
“This part here. AQ mentioned it last time…”
I casually drew her attention like that.
Then, pretending to point at something on the documents with my finger…
…I gave her hand a light tap.
That was all.
“Hahk!”
“…What’s wrong?”
An Jihye’s whole body jerked hard, and she let out a sound any man would instinctively find lewd.
That was the second time today.
And then…
“Ah, it’s nothing.”
“…You startled me. Anyway, this part is what AQ said last time…”
Tap—
“Heut…!”
Third time.
“Jihye?”
“Aah… it’s nothing. Please continue.”
“…Right. So this section—AQ gave us a heads-up that the unit price might change soon…”
Tap—
“Eut…”
“…so I figured you should know about it too.”
“Ah… okay, okay.”
“And this part as well.”
Tap—
“Haaa… w-why this part?”
Right now, to An Jihye, I was the kind of man who could make her climax just by touching her—but because I’d applied a “weakening” effect to this “relationship”…
Tap—
“Heuuut…”
“Did I already tell you this section had been revised last time?”
“Y-you did.”
“Ah, right, right.”
It wasn’t the full-blown climax she showed me in bed,
but her body still jerked hard,
she let out those lewd little sounds,
her face flushed red,
and she was definitely feeling a solid rush of “arousal.”
And someone as sharp as An Jihye would at least be able to guess that this fucked-up situation was happening because of me.
Of course that guess wouldn’t stretch all the way to the Office Romance Management App.
Just…
Just that I was such a piece of shit that her body was reacting with pure physiological disgust. Something like that.
So she’d want to get away from me.
“A… all done.”
“Mm, thanks.”
Tap—
“Hahk…”
Yun Seongyeon was watching us.
A superior with eyes like Yun Seongyeon’s could tell at a single glance whether someone was good at their job or not.
And An Jihye… cared deeply about her reputation, so she must have already noticed that Yun Seongyeon had those kinds of eyes.
Which was why she clenched her teeth hard enough to grind them
and somehow held on until the little demonstration for Yun Seongyeon was over.
“Team Leader, is there anything else you need?”
“Mm, no. Now that I understand how things are progressing, that’s enough. Let’s head back.”
“Yes. Ah, I’ll just talk with Jihye for a moment and then return.”
“Alright. Come back right after.”
“Yes.”
But the second I said I wanted to talk with her,
even though it was still fucking awful, the “barrier” that had forced her to endure that awfulness vanished—and An Jihye looked genuinely flustered for once.
“But Jihye, are you really okay?”
“…….”
This is because of you.
An Jihye said that irritation with her eyes, but it only made her look more ridiculous to me.
“…I’m fine. Thanks for worrying.”
“Your face is bright red. Did you maybe catch air-conditioning sickness or something?”
“No. Mind your own business.”
“No, seriously, you look pretty bad right now.”
Tap—
“Hieut…!”
“See? Just a light poke and you’re like this.”
“I s… said I’m fine…!”
Once Yun Seongyeon left, no one else was paying attention to us anymore.
But precisely because of that—
she’d finally managed to avoid being seen with me by other people, so if she raised her voice now, she’d only draw their eyes again.
“Maybe you should go to the hospital. Take half a day off this afternoon and get checked.”
“Haa… j-just drop it.”
“If you don’t want to waste half a day, I’m heading out for fieldwork this afternoon—you can tag along.”
“…….”
She glared at me, teeth clenched tight to hold back the moan that kept trying to escape.
But then—
Tap—
“Haeuut…”
“You look like you’ll fall apart from just a few little taps.”
Every single light touch flooded her with “arousal,” so keeping her mind together must have been getting harder and harder.
And I’d already repeated this so many times I’d lost count.
So it was about time…
Tap—
“Heup…!!”
…for a light little climax, yeah.
But right there—
“Alright, if you say you’re fine, then you’re fine. Hang in there. I’m heading out.”
“Haa… haaa… heuk, haa…!”
After stoking An Jihye’s “heat” that high, I casually strolled out of the Finance Department.
After Jichan left.
“Fuck, why…”
An Jihye felt something trickle down inside her panties.
She knew exactly what that sensation was and why it had appeared.
“…Why.”
Arousal.
The kind of “liquid” that flowed when she felt extremely strong arousal had soaked her panties through.
What did I even do?
She could guess that Jichan was the cause of this phenomenon, but he hadn’t done anything particularly special.
Their hands had brushed.
He’d tapped her hand.
His hand had touched her forearm.
Common sense said
feeling this kind of arousal from mere contact like that made no sense, so An Jihye had to search for the source of her excitement somewhere else.
And that search… led her back to a more fundamental question—namely, the last time she had felt this exact kind of “arousal.”
“…No way.”
Two weeks ago.
An Jihye had felt this same “arousal” in overwhelming waves because of Jichan.
He’d greedily licked her pussy.
He’d roughly thrust into her pussy.
He’d filled the inside of her pussy to the brim with cum.
“…….”
That sensation from back then.
Already,
An Jihye had shifted her focus from the cause of just now to that sensation from two weeks ago.
And that alone was enough.
“Fuck…”
She felt her panties growing even wetter.
This was definitely…
“…Choi Jichan.”
Just like she had done with me, Yun Seongyeon seemed to be figuring out what kind of work the other employees handled.
Because of that she was nowhere to be seen all morning.
Then, when lunchtime arrived…
“Assistant Manager Choi Jichan.”
“Ah, yes.”
“Do you have any plans for lunch?”
“Uh…”
She appeared in the office and proposed a meal.
…Truthfully I’d planned to eat with Chu Yeonju and then use a short break to “take care of things” lightly,
“No, I don’t.”
“Then let’s eat together. I wanted to talk a bit.”
“Yes. Understood.”
Still, if the other party was Yun Seongyeon, she didn’t seem like a bad companion.
I stood up and followed her out of the office.
“Ah…”
“Mm, something wrong?”
“…….”
…We ran into An Jihye.
An Jihye
glanced at Yun Seongyeon standing beside me, gave a quick bow, and walked past us.
Yun Seongyeon
returned a light nod of greeting, but I…
“…Ahem.”
Having just noticed An Jihye’s “inner” circumstances, I let out a quiet little laugh.
To someone like me,
“Is there a good restaurant nearby?”
“Do you have any particular preferences?”
“I don’t really pick and choose… but if I had to say, I prefer Korean food.”
“In that case…”
…she’d just dumped the hardest part on me.
“There’s a place with excellent pollack stew.”
“Mm, that sounds nice.”
Fortunately
I remembered the spot Seon Yeonwoo had recommended last time and guided Yun Seongyeon there.
Once we were seated and had ordered,
“You were flustered, weren’t you?”
“Pardon?”
“I suddenly asked you to lunch out of nowhere.”
“Ah, not at all.”
“It’s written all over your face.”
“…….”
Wiping her hands with a wet towel, Yun Seongyeon let out a soft snort of laughter.
But that smile
was the kind of smile any man would have no choice but to react to… the kind with that particular “quality.”
Still, I pretended nothing was wrong.
“…Is there something particular you wanted to discuss?”
“It’s nothing major. I’ve only been here a day, so I wanted to find out what the team was like before I arrived.”
“Ah… yes.”
“As you know, I spent the whole morning walking around and getting a sense of our team’s situation.”
Yun Seongyeon blinked slowly and looked me straight in the eye.
“But I kept hearing your name.”
“Mm… yes.”
“Don’t tense up. Nothing bad came up—only good things, actually. That’s how I learned you’re the most central figure on the team.”
Then she smiled sweetly…
and what would have felt fresh and bright on any other woman carried a thick, decadent beauty coming from Yun Seongyeon.
“Like with you, I’m going to have lunch with the others one by one. Get a little closer, get a better feel for the team atmosphere. That’s the plan.”
The reason I’d flinched at the smile she’d shown a moment ago was probably that decadent atmosphere of hers.
“But the reason I chose you first is also because I like you that much.”
See?
She probably meant she liked me as a subordinate, but her atmosphere was intense enough that misunderstanding wouldn’t have been unreasonable.
“…Why are you looking at me like that?”
“That… you might want to be a little more careful with your wording, Team Leader.”
But what was even scarier was…
“If you said something like that to the other male employees, they might get the wrong idea.”
“…Ah.”
She herself had no idea she was radiating that kind of “atmosphere.”
“No, I mean…”
“Yes, I know. You didn’t mean it that way. You’re married, aren’t you, Team Leader?”
“…Yes.”
When I asked if she was married, Yun Seongyeon put on a happy smile—the kind you only see from newlyweds—completely different from the decadent beauty she’d shown until now.
“I am.”
She gently stroked the wedding ring on her left hand as she said it.