Swaying a Married Woman's Heart
124. Swaying a Married Woman's Heart. How could I win over Choi Yujin? After some thought, I settled on a plan. "It'll take a bit of time, but this is the way to go." If I followed through, she'd definitely fall for it. The whole thing was built from searching her psychology, decisions, and behavioral patterns. "I need to see the exposure scene myself." To pull that off, I had to witness Choi Yujin's exhibition firsthand.
With quitting time approaching, I activated the search ability. [Tell me the locations and times Choi Yujin will attempt to take exposure photos after this hour.]
Choi Yujin is scheduled to photograph an exposure scene on the emergency stairs between the 5th and 6th floors of Neo Class Headquarters at approximately 8:17 PM today.
"Perfect spot and timing." The company building had eight floors total. The fifth and sixth floors sat between the executive offices and the large conference rooms, a place regular employees rarely wandered. Even to reach the president's office on the seventh floor, the elevator was the practical choice. That made it an ideal location for Choi Yujin to sneak in some exposure shots. "And a great place to get caught by me."
I waited until the right time, then headed for the stairs. I opened the door and deliberately made noise with my footsteps as I climbed. There she was—Choi Yujin, team leader, with her jeans unbuttoned and slid down past her knees, her shirt half-open so her breasts and nipples peeked through. She stood frozen, phone still raised in one hand, her face flushed crimson as our eyes met.
"Team Leader Choi Yujin?"
"R-Representative, sir."
"……What are you doing here right now…… Ah, put your clothes on. Quickly."
I pretended to be flustered. Any other woman would have screamed in shock. Choi Yujin hurriedly fixed her clothes, moving with surprising composure despite the obvious shame and panic. She must have been terrified inside, yet she kept it together. That was so like her. 'She might be thinking up excuses right now.'
Once she was fully dressed, Choi Yujin leaned her back against the wall. "……Representative."
She called out to me carefully. Of course she was shaken. No one would stay calm in this situation.
"Are your clothes on now?"
"Yes."
Only then did I look at her properly. 'Damn. Her body is incredible.' I could still picture the breasts and nipples I'd glimpsed earlier, along with her visibly aroused sex. It had clearly been wet with arousal while she took those photos. 'Stay gentle for now.' I decided to act like my usual self, the version that would make her develop a favorable impression of me.
"I'm sorry, Representative."
Choi Yujin apologized first.
"Have you had dinner yet?"
"Pardon? Not yet."
"Then let's have dinner together. We can talk while we eat. Just the two of us."
"……."
"As your boss, and personally, there's something I'm curious about."
"Understood."
She tried to hide her nerves, but the tremor in her voice gave her away.
"I left something in the president's office. I'll grab it and meet you in the underground parking lot."
"Yes."
I walked past her casually, still playing the gentleman, and continued upstairs.
****
We headed to a short rib restaurant with private rooms. I ordered a bottle of wine as well.
"Do you drink?"
"A little."
"Good. I don't like drinking alone."
The grilled meat and side dishes arrived.
"Let's eat first and talk after."
"Yes."
I wondered what Choi Yujin was thinking right now. [Tell me Choi Yujin's current psychology, including her thoughts and plans.]
Choi Yujin is currently tense, wondering if you intend to use this incident against her. Your silent dinner invitation has heightened her anxiety, and she is constantly analyzing your intentions. At the same time, she is preparing response scenarios to maintain control. Her state is a complex mix of anxiety, defensiveness, and probing curiosity. She remains hyper-alert to your every word and action.
Exactly like Choi Yujin. She was flustered and surprised, but already thinking of ways to respond to my reaction. In times like this, the best move was to reassure her first.
"I have no intention of blackmailing you. I won't spread rumors either."
I spoke bluntly, then took a sip of wine.
"Still, I was quite shocked. I never expected Team Leader Choi to do something like that."
"……."
"May I ask why?"
"I'm sorry, but I'd rather not talk about it. And thank you. I'll trust what you said earlier, Representative."
She was no pushover. She hid whatever was disadvantageous and only accepted what worked in her favor. That was exactly why her negotiation skills were so sharp.
"I'm not trying to scold you. This isn't a reprimand from your boss. It's personal curiosity."
"I'd appreciate it if you could think of it as a simple personal indulgence."
Choi Yujin turned her head to the side and finished her drink. I quietly refilled her glass. I needed to lower her guard first.
"I'm curious about that indulgence, Team Leader."
"Yes?"
"I've been thinking I might try something like that myself."
She finally showed interest in my words.
"From the way you were taking photos with your phone earlier, you must have a secret account, right?"
"……."
"I've become interested in that kind of account. So I'm asking. Please answer honestly, Team Leader. I won't ask about the account itself."
"May I ask why you're interested in it?"
"After what happened with Soyoon, I realized I've been living like an idiot all this time. You've heard the rumors about Soyoon's affair, right?"
Yoon Soyoon was always a convenient excuse.
"……Yes. I have."
"It hurt. It was hard. That's when I decided I wouldn't live the way I used to anymore."
"It wasn't your fault, Representative."
That warm, comforting reply was one of her strengths.
"I know. But I also know people are talking about me in the company. They say I'm good at work but terrible with women."
"……."
"So you heard the gossip too."
"It's just idle talk. It'll die down soon enough."
I quietly raised my glass. We clinked and drank. After refilling, I continued.
"Honestly, because of Soyoon, I don't think I'll fall in love again. Being the president makes it hard to meet just anyone, and I don't have the courage anymore. Overall, my satisfaction with company life has dropped a lot. My self-esteem too."
Choi Yujin stayed silent.
"But after seeing that account, I thought those people really know how to live interestingly. The stress relief, the sense of liberation. Something like that, I guess?"
"……."
"Isn't that why you do it too, Team Leader? The secret exposure, the indulgence?"
"……Maybe."
"So you admit you have an account."
Choi Yujin nodded carefully. After hearing my story, she couldn't bring herself to lie.
"Is the fun in doing it without anyone knowing, or is it the thrill of possibly getting caught?"
"Maybe both."
"I see. Hearing that makes me even more curious."
"It's dangerous. If someone finds out, it could damage the company's image."
"I'll be careful about that."
We kept emptying and refilling our glasses.
"Are you really going to make a secret account?"
"I was thinking of trying it once in secret. If I post a picture of my body, maybe I'd get a lot of compliments."
"You'll also get vulgar, disgusting comments. Human desire is filthy, Representative."
"Wouldn't that be part of the liberation too?"
"……."
She couldn't argue because she knew the feeling herself.
"I'll only use it for my own personal indulgence. It won't cause any harm to the company."
"……You must have been through a lot with that incident."
"Yes. So now I want to live a little more freely. I can't act recklessly as the president, so just small indulgences like this."
I raised my glass. Choi Yujin clinked hers against mine. It meant she sympathized with my words to some degree.
"That's as far as my curiosity goes. I didn't get a detailed answer, but watching you makes me want to try it too."
"Representative, please reconsider. Just like you caught me today, it could be dangerous."
"Hmm. You're right about that."
"……."
I smiled faintly at Choi Yujin. The words I wanted had finally come out.
"Then how about this, Team Leader?"
"What?"
"We help each other. Like watching each other's backs?"
"Pardon?"
"That way it won't be dangerous. We could even help each other out."
"W-What do you mean, Representative?"
This was the first time I'd seen Choi Yujin this shocked.
"Exactly what I said. We'd become secret account partners."
"T-That's……"
"Of course, I'm not forcing you. I'm suggesting it because I trust you, Team Leader."
"I…… I……"
"Just think about it comfortably."
If she were a subordinate, this proposal would have caused an uproar. But because I was the president, her thoughts would be different. After all, she was the pervert who took secret photos and showed them to others.
"Let's finish our meal."
Whatever she was imagining, her face had turned a little red. It was cute.
****
My face. My wealth. My physique. Even the size of my cock. All of it became an enormous weapon against women. There was no woman who didn't look at a man's face. They simply sought men who matched their own level. The same applied to married women. No matter how ironclad their hearts seemed, people's emotions eventually wavered.
"That's why they end up having affairs."
Blackmail wouldn't work on this woman. So I chose to grow closer by sharing in the indulgence together. I'd show her my face, body, and cock, slowly breaking down the walls around her heart. "It'll take time, but it'll definitely work." It would be incredibly arousing too. The buildup process excited me far more than simply seducing and taking her. I already knew how thrilling it was to watch a married woman gradually corrupt.
[Tell me Choi Yujin's psychological state after dinner.]
After dinner, Choi Yujin is in a complex psychological state. Her initial fear has eased somewhat due to your gentle response, but she still cannot let go of her wariness about what intentions might lie behind your kindness. She is currently a mixture of tension, caution, a strange sense of excitement, and slight relief, carefully observing the flow of the situation and adjusting her attitude. She also feels a small but clear curiosity about your indulgence. The thought that 'If it's this person, maybe I could share my secret' has begun to form, and she feels a sense of kinship in sharing a secret world together. If she perceives you as non-threatening, she is starting to imagine the possibility of a secret complicity.
My position as president actually gave her a sense of relief and trust. "Come to me. Please." I wanted to shake Choi Yujin's heart, the one that loved her husband, spread her legs, and watch her accept another man's cock until she turned into a bitch in heat. That was what I wanted to see. "She's nervous, but curious too." Choi Yujin's current psychology was quite entertaining. The gentle image of the president she'd seen so far had lowered her fear. But because so much was at stake, tension and caution remained. So there was only one thing I needed to do.
I created a secret account and posted a photo of myself. It was a shot of my upper body reflected in a mirror. After uploading the image of my well-built, attractive body, I immediately sent Choi Yujin a text.
[Team Leader. This is my secret account.]
She must have been surprised, because a reply came right away.
[You really made one. You didn't have to send it to me though.]
[I figured you'd feel anxious if only I knew your secret. Think of it as proof that I have no intention of blackmailing you. And if you could leave a compliment comment once in a while, I'd appreciate it. Consider it helping a beginner.]
There was no reply after that. I searched Choi Yujin's psychology once more.
She has recognized that your words about not exploiting her weakness and your thoughts on indulgence are sincere. Trust has begun to sprout from your words and actions as president, and the tension, caution, and anxiety in her heart are gradually settling. She also feels admiration for your solid body and presence, a strange curiosity has bloomed, and she has started to harbor subtly positive fantasies about sharing secrets with the company president.
"Hahaha." This was fun. A little gentle treatment and she lowered her guard right away. Choi Yujin was a woman after all. The idea of sharing a secret indulgence with someone handsome, well-built, and—most importantly—the company president excited her in a strange way. "This is going to be interesting from now on." I'd take it one step at a time, building it up until she was eventually writhing beneath me. Just imagining it made my cock throb hard.
<Stairway Service>
