Chapter 52

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 51

Chapter Title: Jin-ah's Daring Initiative

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- Click-clack

- Murmurs of excitement

"Hey, hey... did you see that?"

"Ah, shit... shut up for a sec. I need to focus."

The company lobby heated up the moment Seo Jin-ah arrived for work.

By now, everyone should have been used to it, but her dizzyingly provocative outfit turned the lobby into a festival for every male employee, from the new hires to the team leaders.

A white blouse and black skirt. On their own, it was a standard office lady look. But as the saying goes, fit is everything, even with the same clothes.

No ordinary female employee's body could match the dense, estrogen-charged allure that Seo Jin-ah exuded, something no blouse or skirt could fully conceal.

Of course, the blouse buttons straining as if they might pop, the short skirt exposing more than half her pale thighs, and the killer heels over ten centimeters tall certainly helped.

But it was even more tantalizing because she was wearing it.

"Phew... flesh-colored stockings there? That's cheating, right?"

"Huff, huff... under that lighting reflection, definitely 15 denier. No doubt."

Bare legs were great, of course, but the pale thighs shining through those ultra-thin flesh-toned stockings evoked a more sensual sexiness.

"Deputy Manager Lee Byung-joo must be loving life..."

"Tsk... can't take it anymore. I'm hitting the bathroom..."

Unable to stare openly, the male employees stole glances at Seo Jin-ah until they were practically cross-eyed. Those sticky, persistent gazes lingered until she reached her seat.

'So embarrassing...'

Whenever Yi Hyunwoo summoned her via an [Private Meeting] employment contract clause, she had to wear something scandalously revealing without fail. But today was different.

Because...

Today, there had been no order from Yi Hyunwoo.

Seo Jin-ah had chosen to come to work in an outfit that drew lecherous stares from every man.

'Sorry... Byung-joo...'

Her heart was always filled with guilt toward her beloved husband. Yet that guilt evaporated faster with each passing day, like a worn-out triangle in her mind.

Every time she embraced Hyunwoo, that inner triangle spun wildly, carving into her heart. The guilt of betraying her loving husband. The sin of failing to uphold their marital fidelity. At first, the pain felt like her chest was ripping apart.

But once she'd been conditioned to crave Hyunwoo's cock just to fall asleep, the triangle lost its sharp edges in her mind. Worn smooth into a dull circle.

To the point where she voluntarily wore provocative clothes to work without being told.

"Good morning~"

"Good morni...ng? Ahem... ahem."

As the start of work time arrived, team members trickled in one by one. None could tear their eyes away from Seo Jin-ah's sultry office attire.

'Wow, this bitch... dressed like a total slut despite her innocent looks.'

Byung-chul Kim, the Tax Team Leader under whom Seo Jin-ah worked, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt his usually limp dick stiffen at the sight of her bold outfit—something that rarely stood at attention anymore.

Pure and quiet new hire. That had been his first impression of her. He'd even admired how meticulously she handled tasks with her calm voice, uncharacteristic for a modern rookie.

But as the saying goes, even a tame cat climbs the ridgepole first. Soon after joining, she'd shocked everyone with a sudden marriage announcement—to none other than Deputy Manager Lee Byung-joo from the same department.

When she'd shyly passed around the wedding invitations, he'd never imagined he'd be lusting after her like this constantly.

"Jin-ah, hold on a sec."

"Yes?"

"Did you finish compiling the issues from last meeting about the accounting firm's points on last year's audit?"

"Yes, it's all done."

"Then come brief me. I need to report to the division head later."

The team leader already knew it inside out but had her report anyway.

At his order, Jin-ah grabbed the materials and headed to his desk.

Her skirt was so short it exposed more than half her pale thighs, and sitting had hiked it up further, nearly flashing her panties.

'...Is she sexually frustrated lately? Or is Lee Byung-joo slacking in bed?'

Her plump thighs were on full display, panties almost visible below. The top was even worse.

Jin-ah's heavy breasts brazenly asserted their presence over the tight white blouse, refusing to be hidden.

The fit was so snug that the gaps between buttons gaped open, teasing glimpses of her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠inner skin and bra depending on the angle.

Men are creatures of imagination, after all. If she'd been fully naked, it might not have been this arousing.

Every time Jin-ah leaned forward to flip through the report, that button gap taunted him. He desperately averted his eyes, only to sneak peeks. She was driving Team Leader Kim insane.

"...So, I investigated the cases related to the additional tax payments flagged in the last audit..."

"...Compared to other cases, this issue doesn't seem like a big problem."

"That's it, Team Leader."

The flesh-toned stockings wrapping her slender ankles and pale calves drew the eye far more than bare skin would have.

Thus, while Team Leader Kim scanned her body head to toe under the pretext of the briefing, her report regrettably ended.

"...Team Leader?"

"...Ah! Uh... yeah... Good report. Submit this version."

"Yes, thank you, Team Leader."

- Click-clack

The cheerful sound of her high-heeled shoes faded as she walked away. Kim Byung-chul stared blankly at her hips—swaying provocatively, every bit as prominent as her massive breasts.

- Slap

Without realizing it, his hand brushed the luscious peach-shaped curve piled under her skirt. Even through the thin fabric, the soft flesh of her ass pressed against his knuckles.

A heavenly touch, however brief. And then...

'Ah, fuck... I'm screwed...'

Now inescapably a sexual harasser, Team Leader Kim turned pale as his eyes met Seo Jin-ah's.

Flashes raced through Kim Byung-chul's mind: HR disciplinary committee, police interrogation, fired and drowning sorrows in cheap soju at home. After scraping by in this cutthroat company all these years, to crumble like this in one go...

'Fuck, this is mutual fault!!'

Bracing for disaster in grim despair...

"..."

- Click-clack

Seo Jin-ah's face flushed with an unreadable mix of anger and shock as she wordlessly returned to her seat.

"Haa..."

Seo Jin-ah seemed to want to avoid making a scene at the company where she worked alongside her husband, just like him.

'Dodged a bullet...'

'Wait a minute?'

'Deep down, she doesn't mind? Yeah! That outfit sells it completely.'

'Heh heh heh... gotta be. Dressing like that means she wants it once.'

The middle-aged team leader, whose dick barely rose once or twice a week, had been rock-hard for minutes now. All while indulging in fantasies that crossed forbidden lines.

- Ding-dong

- Um... Deputy Manager Yi, got a moment at the emergency stairs?

"Huh?"

Yi Hyunwoo jumped at Seo Jin-ah's message. Despite all the grinding and intimacy, she never messaged or pinged first until summoned.

- Yeah, heading there now

What could have prompted her to reach out first? Unable to hide his curiosity, Hyunwoo replied immediately.

- Creak

As Hyunwoo opened the metal door and approached the emergency stairs...

There stood Seo Jin-ah in a skin-tight office outfit that looked ready to burst.

"Wow~ what's this?"

Hyunwoo, who'd been busy lately with the Busan trip alongside Kim Hye-ri and(?) Choi Hyun-min, plus Eun Seol's Yeowul deviation account updates, let out an exclamation at Seo Jin-ah's proactive sensuality—someone he'd all but forgotten.

She'd been moaning in his arms recently, but her nature remained demure, sunflower-like devotion to her husband Lee Byung-joo alone.

And sexually conservative at that. For such a woman to show up to work in this outrageous getup—voluntarily.

'Something's definitely changed.'

Unable to contain his curiosity, Hyunwoo scanned her status window. As expected...

'When did her [Libido] max out like this?'

Amplified [Longing] for intimacy with him, plus Lee Byung-joo's impotence and Hyunwoo's neglect, had pushed Seo Jin-ah's [Libido] to the limit.

'Even accounting for recent neglect, this is...'

Her triggered trait [Immoral]. Was that why she lusted more for Hyunwoo, an outsider, over her husband? Either way, she'd changed a lot since he first saw her.

"So, why'd you call me?"

"Well... Deputy Manager Yi, are you free tonight?"

Tugging self-consciously at her short skirt's hem, she asked cautiously. Her face was already flushed beet red.

'Heh.'

"What're you saying? A married woman with a husband, skipping going home after work?"

"Are you seducing me or something, Miss Seo Jin-ah?"

Teasing her mercilessly despite knowing her status full well.

"...My husband's on a business trip tonight... won't be home."

A line as tantalizing as "I drink well and live alone."

'Heh heh heh, "husband's on a business trip."

She hung her head, embarrassed.

"Who schedules last-minute? Got plans tonight, obviously."

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"...Ah..."

For Jin-ah, who'd mustered courage despite the shame, the blunt rejection felt crushing.

"However."

"However...?"

"Depending on our married Miss Seo Jin-ah's determination, I could always cancel some evening plans."

Despite having none, Hyunwoo dangled the offer like a favor.

"What kind of determination...?"

"What I always emphasize. You at least got waxed, right?"

"Yes... yesterday."

"Hahaha, fully prepped, aren't you, Jin-ah?"

Her skin flushed red even to the nape. But a mere answer wouldn't satisfy Hyunwoo's ego.

"Show me."

"Pardon?"

"Gotta see it here to believe you."

- Grip

Just one door away from the office full of working employees. Jin-ah, blindsided by the demand in the emergency stairs, clenched her skirt instinctively.

'Do I really have to go this far...?'

With a loving husband any woman would envy, was it right to wear slutty clothes that drew men's leers and beg Hyunwoo like this?

'How did I end up like this?'

Even now, her depraved body craved Hyunwoo's sturdy cock.

'You knew something like this might happen wearing this.'

- Tremble

Jin-ah was going mad with shame at doing something so lewd at work and anxiety over another employee bursting through the door.

- Rustle

Yet she soon steeled herself, lifting her trembling hands to flip her skirt up to her waist.