For S.R.J.

Ryeji - Sticking it to the Boss pt.2

Yeji actually slept very well that night. She hadn't had a good pussy since Lia had moved out in February. When she awoke that Saturday morning, it felt like her mind had been cleared of a lot of pent-up stress and worry.

After grabbing some breakfast, she sat on the couch in her pajamas, got her laptop and started on beefing-up her résumé. She shot a text message to her friend Chaeryeong, who was a server at a country club, and offered to try to get her a job there. The starting pay was lower than what she was making right now, but she'd make due.

As for her encounter last night with Ryujin, she was trying to run through the possible ramifications that she would face. She wouldn't be surprised if Ryujin had her arrested - she seemed like a litigious kind of person. Yeji had about $9000 in savings, which might not be enough to pay for bail. She could always say that Ryujin initiated things - which she did, in a way - and that she had intentionally kept Yeji after work for sex. Yeji was comforted somewhat by the thought that there weren't any surveillance cameras in the conference room, and that her coworkers - who all hated Ryujin - would readily back her up in court.

A knock came at the door; deep down, Yeji knew who it was, and when she looked into the peephole, she was right. Ryujin stood on the other side of the door, but, contrary to Yeji's expectations, she wasn't flanked by police officers. She opened the door, bringing the two of them face-to-face for the first time since last night.

"I need to speak with you," Ryujin said.

Yeji sighed and stepped aside to allow her into the apartment. She was wearing a violet long-sleeved turtleneck dress, and black stockings. When Yeji saw that she was wearing flats instead of her usual heels, she wondered if she'd learned her lesson.

"We need to talk," Ryujin said as her host closed the door.

"I guess we do," Yeji said. "I'm going in tomorrow to pack my desk so that I won't have to do it on Monday; I don't need everyone asking me questions about why I don't work there anymore."

Ryujin raised an eyebrow. "So, you were serious about quitting?"

"Well, it's better than getting fired," Yeji shrugged.

"Who said I was going to fire you?"

Yeji was dumbfounded. "I don't...if you're not going to fire me..."

"Listen, I don't like to admit it, but I'm a bitch. Still, I'm a bitch that gets things done. I finished the quarterly statements last night after you left, and this company's net profits have gone up 45% since I arrived."

"I'll give you that," Yeji relented.

"Look, I know that I can come across as callous, but, even in 2016, if a woman wants to be taken seriously in the office, then she's got to be a bitch sometimes. That's just the way it is."

Yeji only nodded, but then a question came up in her mind. "How did you find my apartment?"

"The payroll records, remember? We went through them last night."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"After last night, I don't think you are in a position to lecture me on what's illegal."

"Touché," Yeji said. "Listen, about last night, I was..."

"Amazing."