After hitting the cyclist, Na-young arrived at her house, her face still tense. She immediately took a shower to wash off the sweat and the lingering panic.
After her shower, she put on the sexy lingerie and thin panties she usually wore to sleep. Her body was still warm from the hot water that had soaked her skin
She finally lay down on the bed, trying to calm herself, but a nightmare soon came.
In her sleep, she saw the scene on the street again. The cyclist suddenly stood in the middle of the road, staring at her with his helmet still on, his face covered in dripping blood. Na-young's eyes shot open, and her heart pounded.
"Hah, hah, hah!"
Na-young woke up, gasping for breath, her body drenched in sweat that soaked her lingerie and the mattress. She sat on the edge of the bed, trying to calm herself, and then she heard voices from outside the room
She put on a bathrobe to cover herself and walked out of the room.
"So, what kind of prize do I get if I get a perfect score, Mr. Teacher?" asked Na-young's daughter, a cheerful high school student.
"What do you mean... if you get a perfect score, that's already good," the private tutor replied in a calm voice.
"Oh, come on... that's no fun," her daughter said, wrapping his arm around the tutor's arm.
"Don't be like that, please, just grant my wish, okay?" Na-young's daughter continued.
"What do you want first?" the tutor asked, his face a little confused.
Suddenly.
"Ma... ma'am...!" the private tutor exclaimed, trying to look away as he saw Na-young come out of her room wearing only a bathrobe and lingerie wet with sweat.
"Tch..." Na-young's daughter grumbled.
"What's this, aren't you going to work?" her daughter continued, looking at his mother.
"Aren't you going to school?" Na-young asked, trying to sound normal despite still being panicked.
"I already told you, Mom, I have private lessons because school is on holiday," her daughter answered.
"Oh... that's good. Well, I'll be going then," Na-young said, her face still panicked and sweat still dripping from her forehead.
"Oh, and please take care of my daughter, Mr. Teacher," Na-young added.
"Of course, ma'am..." the private tutor replied, his face red as he looked at Na-young's sexy body.
Na-young's daughter just stayed silent, then muttered, "That's weird... Mom is never late for work."
The private tutor remained silent, only staring at Na-young's back as she walked away, his face still flushed.
Na-young went into the bathroom, taking off her bathrobe, lingerie, and panties. Her sexy body was visible from the back, the curves of her hips and buttocks beautifully highlighted beneath the rising steam of the hot water. She turned on the faucet, letting the water drip onto her skin.
She raised her hands, her eyes looking at them, remembering the cyclist who had begged for help a few days ago.
Meanwhile.
My mind kept replaying Eun-ji's words in my head.
'If all of it is useless... then just become a bad person,' she had said that day.
I began to recall Hye-jin's condescending gaze, Team Leader Na-young's stare, the image of Eun-ji, and the incident of Na-young hitting the cyclist and the groans of the prostitute I had violently screwed in the red-light district. All of it mixed together in my head.
The office clock ticked. I glanced away and saw the new team leader arriving at the office even though it was already quite late.
Shortly after, I heard whispers from my colleagues.
"Han Joon-ki, what's with him... Does he even know he was transferred?"
"Why is he still here?"
"He's so confident, too?"
"And that face of his... ugh, it's creepy."
Some male colleagues greeted Team Leader Na-young, who arrived late.
"Team leader... just arriving, ma'am?"
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Ah, yes... I'm fine," Na-young replied. She was wearing a tight black maxi dress and carrying a blue tote bag.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern," she said again.
I smiled instantly at that.
Na-young entered her office, turned on her computer, and searched for information related to yesterday's cyclist incident.
'There are no reports of me... being caught on CCTV at the scene,' she thought.
Na-young continued to search for the information.
"Fortunately, since I often take that route, there's been no news at the office," Na-young said.
I then entered her room.
Na-young looked surprised, stood up, and said.
"Hoo... Mr. Joon-ki, don't you know how to knock? Why are you still in this office?"
I stepped closer to her.
"Your transfer is scheduled for today, isn't it... I'll call security to get you out of here," she said.
Without hesitation, I grabbed both of her hands with mine and pushed her against the wall, my chest pressed against hers.
Na-young was shocked.
"What... are you doing?"
"Team Leader, don't you know why I'm here? I thought you'd know why I came here," I replied, looking at her beautiful eyes, her red lips, and her big breasts clearly visible under her dress.
I remembered the incident in Na-young's car, when she told me to hold her breasts. Without a second thought, I began to squeeze them hard.
Suddenly, she slapped me hard.
"PLAKK!!!"
"Are you crazy?!"
The slap made my cheek red, and my head snapped to the side. I looked at her with a blank expression, then slapped her back.
"PLAKK!!!"
"Han Joon-ki, how dare you..."
I took out my phone and said, "I don't think you realize what's happening."
I showed her a video of Na-young hitting the cyclist, running him over, and then leaving.
Na-young's expression was incredibly shocked. The video clearly showed everything. Her eyes showed immense fear.
I looked at her, then reached out and squeezed her big breasts again. My leg pressed against her crotch, touching her vagina.
The sensation I felt on my fingers...
"Uhhh..."
She couldn't do anything, she could only say.
"Don't... don't touch me!"
I smiled.
"This is the repayment for your attitude and actions. How does it feel?" I asked.
She only looked down as I held both of her breasts from underneath. Even with her clothes on, her nipples were protruding.
"So, I think we need to discuss our future, don't you agree?" I asked again.
Na-young turned her face away, her face flushing from the sensation as I caressed her body. I continued to play with her breasts with both of my hands, and I smiled a little.
Team Leader Na-young still said.
"Don't."
"Why? Weren't you the one who was teasing me like a whore yesterday?" I asked.
She glanced at me, sighing, and said, "Just say what you want."
I lifted her dress to show her bra and began to squeeze her breasts under her sexy black lace bra.
"Ahhh..."
Team Leader Na-young held back her moan, but a little still escaped.
My hands were submerged in her big breasts.
"Hmm... There are a lot of things, but... I don't think now is the right time... So let's discuss it later," I whispered in her ear while caressing her sexy lips with my thumb.
After work, for example... I continued.
"Just do it quickly so it's over with," she said.
I brought my face closer to hers, and she looked away behind her glasses, her face flushed.
"Don't regret it later," I said.
I began to grab her butt and was about to open her dress.
"Knock knock..."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the office door.
A woman entered and said.
"Ma'am, it's time for the meeting."
She looked at me and the team leader, who were facing each other.
I spoke and bowed to the team leader.
"In that case, I understand and will meet you."
I walked out of the room, passing the woman who had just entered.
After the lunch break, the meeting began.
"The percentage of employee turnover isn't too bad," Team Leader Na-young said, facing the whiteboard.
"If any of you have questions about resigning from the company, don't be shy and report it as soon as possible," she continued.
"Oh, and also, the government's new employee guidelines will be released next week," Team Leader Na-young explained,
"and we will use those new guidelines."
"And also because there have been some unpleasant rumors in the company lately," she said, starting to turn and look at me,
"so I'm planning to hold a seminar and training for the employees here, and the person in charge will be..."
Team Leader Na-young looked at me, and I secretly pointed to myself.
"Mr. Joon-ki, I'll entrust this to you," Team Leader Na-young said.
"Understood, Team Leader," I replied.