Cute alcohol saleswoman

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Yesterday, I went to our usual seafood restaurant with a group of close friends. As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes lit up! A new hostess had arrived – a delicate oval face, bright eyes, and fair skin… Her smile was sweet, though she seemed a little shy and reserved. Her figure was also amazing! A low-cut, tight-fitting dress accentuated her alluring breasts (I'd estimate at least a C-cup, maybe more), revealing her sexy shoulders and cleavage. Her waist was incredibly slim, the thin fabric clinging tightly to her delicate figure; the narrow skirt hem reached about halfway up her thighs… Just then, my girlfriend walked into the store, and I quickly averted my gaze… (Although my girlfriend is also beautiful, she always keeps herself very covered up and never allows me to look at other girls.)

My seat was in a blind spot (all my girlfriend's fault), so I couldn't see that lady often. However, I still managed to steal a few glances. The back of her dress was completely open, revealing almost two-thirds of her beautiful back. Her skin was incredibly white and smooth, and the curves of her legs were captivating… Unfortunately, she wore a very long knee brace on her right leg, but just looking at what was exposed was enough to make me hard for a long time.

"Would you like some wine?" "Would you like any other drinks or juice?" "Thank you!" Because there were several girls at our table, she didn't linger; but her sweet voice already left me wanting more. I stole glances at her alluring figure at other tables, imagining what her sweet voice would sound like in bed :

"Ohh ...

My girlfriend went to the restroom, and since no one else was paying much attention to me, I boldly stared at her perfect face and body. She loosened her ponytail, and her beautiful long hair fell naturally, making her fair back and shoulders appear even more alluring. She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing.

She tied her hair back up, slightly adjusted her clothes, and was about to disappear from my sight again. Suddenly, she stopped and reached out to adjust the knee pad on her right leg (it turned out it wasn't a knee pad, but gauze). She lifted her right leg and stepped on the cardboard box next to her, her slender hands busily smoothing and fixing the gauze. Her short skirt slid back as her beautiful legs moved, even the left side of the hem was pulled up... She carefully adjusted the fabric, but the hem only went up higher and higher... My heart pounded... I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored underwear (although the lighting wasn't good, it should be white or light blue). She was completely unaware that someone was watching, and maintained that position for quite a while longer, adjusting herself. As I leered at her, I imagined pounced on her behind the screen and taking her right there and then…

I couldn’t taste the food after that, my mind replaying the beautiful scene from before; her dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes, and I could almost see her sexy light blue panties underneath, clinging to her tight, alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs beneath the dress…

Several tables at the next table ordered a few more bottles of wine, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn’t be too brazen in my gaze. One of the customers got drunk and wouldn’t let go of her. Although she dodged quickly and wasn’t groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn’t break free. The other staff members seemed used to it and didn’t seem to intend to intervene. By this time, there weren't many customers left in the restaurant, and no one offered to help her out. My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to go and help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in).

Although I'd suffered quite a few losses standing up for my girlfriend before, the thought of being a hero still secretly thrilled me. I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunken jerk, pried his hands off, and yelled, "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I took the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away, then went to the restroom alone. I could hear the snickers from the other table, and I kept replaying the image of that woman's delicate, boneless hands in my mind…

I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the table that had been causing the drunken scene was gone; they must have lost face. Actually, I was quite worried. What if they suddenly turned violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Thank you…" the woman said, quickly coming to greet me as I came out. Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but my girlfriend was looking at me, so I could only offer a few perfunctory words and quickly return to my seat. Unexpectedly, there were several more bottles of wine on our table. It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all the way and support the woman (although I would probably have to pay for the drinks). We were the ones who ordered the most drinks at the time, so the woman tried to stay near our table to avoid any trouble.

The air conditioning in the corner was very cold, and my girlfriend offered her a short jacket, which matched her dress quite well. I made an excuse that I had to drive and didn't drink, but actually I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table. My girlfriend got drunk quickly, and the others also became unwell. I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was drunk), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the store to get the card and receipt.

"Sir, this jacket..." She had already taken off her jacket and was about to hand it to me. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, I had an idea:

"It's okay, just wear it for now, it's so cold." I took out my wallet and gave her my business card.

"You can return it to us another day, otherwise, dressed so sexily, you'll get harassed by customers again." With my girlfriend not around, I spoke more boldly.

"...Thank you..." She blushed as she accepted the business card. Looking at her cute appearance, I couldn't help but get hard again.

After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment. While reminiscing about the beautiful woman, I complained that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night). Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number. I answered the phone, and a beautiful voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?" My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "Yes, this is him. May I ask who you are?" I suppressed my elation and asked calmly.

"Excuse me, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry it

's so late..." "Oh, it's okay, I'm not asleep yet. No need to return the jacket right away!" I glanced at my watch; it was indeed quite late.

"Excuse me, I didn't need to return the jacket... My... my motorcycle is broken... Could you... help me..."

"Where is it? I'll come right now." My heart warmed, and I blurted out. A beautiful woman alone had offered her help; how could I refuse? Then I added, "Is it safe there? Are there any shops nearby?"

After confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off. When I arrived, I first moved her motorcycle to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it securely, and checked everything before driving her away. She was still wearing my girlfriend's coat, but she had changed her skirt to a knee-length one.

"Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly. I turned to look at her, and wow, she was beautiful! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.

"It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to gain some more time alone with her.

"My name is Shuting... Li Shuting. Li as in 'wood,' Shu as in 'virtuous,' and Ting as in 'woman.'" (I'm using a pseudonym here to protect her. Her name sounds much more elegant. But one of the three characters is real.) We chatted casually along the way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because of my deliberate delay.

"Would you like to come up? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building. I think the answer is obvious.

Shuting lives alone in a small suite. There's a small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, a dressing table, a small desk, a bookcase, and a full-length mirror. The room is filled with various decorations and stuffed animals.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy..." Actually, it's much tidier than my girlfriend's room. She went into the bathroom. I helped her unfold a small folding coffee table, sat on the carpet, and looked around casually.

Shuting came out of the bathroom. She was only wearing the low-cut dress from the restaurant. In her hands were my girlfriend's coat and her knee-length skirt that she had taken off. My gaze was slightly lower than the hem of her skirt, and her alluring thighs were exposed in front of me. She busied herself making coffee and washing cups, and the hem of her skirt swayed with her movements. Her underwear was indeed light blue.

She sat down, holding the hem of her skirt. We chatted while waiting for our coffee.

"What happened to your knee? Is it serious?" I asked now, since her right leg was wrapped in gauze.

"I fell off my motorcycle a few days ago...and tore my favorite jeans..." she said regretfully, removing the gauze as she did so. "My senior said that covering the wound will prevent scarring...look..." The gauze lay scattered beside her, revealing a small patch of peeling skin and some dried blood spots on her alluring knee.

"Does it still hurt?" I boldly touched the skin near her wound. Her delicate and alluring legs were incredibly smooth.

"It's okay...it doesn't hurt as much today..." I gently massaged her leg, carefully avoiding any areas that might aggravate the wound. My left hand gently massaged her right calf, while my right hand gradually moved upwards towards her knee. Her legs were so soft and tender.

Shuting's eyes were closed. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her cherry-like lips breathed softly.

I kissed her.

Time stood still. Shuting's lips were so warm and moist. My heart seemed to stop too.

Time began to flow again. My tongue explored her lovely little mouth, and Shuting's fragrant tongue responded eagerly. I pulled her up, my hands roaming and caressing her smooth, beautiful back. She hugged my neck tightly, her breasts rubbing against my chest. Shuting's body grew hotter and hotter, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around me.

"So beautiful." "You're so naughty." We said at the same time. Shuting's pretty face flushed, revealing adorable dimples.

"I didn't expect you to be the big pervert." She gave me a playful glare.

"I..." I was about to launch into a string of sweet words when Shuting's beautiful eyes closed again.

Our lips met.

Her dress had only one zipper. I slowly unzipped it. The dress slid down Shuting's delicate body. A pair of firm breasts stood erect, trembling. The areolas were pink, and the nipples were small and alluring (she wasn't wearing a bra). I carried Shuting to the bed. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, and she bit her lower lip, softly uttering, "...You...be...gentle..."

Shuting was only wearing her light blue panties. While admiring the beauty before me, I quickly stripped off my clothes. Shuting glanced at my penis, let out a soft moan, and her cheeks turned even redder.

My fingers gently caressed her body, then I kissed her lips. Shuting's delicate body writhed slightly with my caresses, helping me explore her erogenous zones. I kissed her snow-white neck, nibbled at her earlobe, licked her collarbone…

“

Ah

... "Truly exquisite.

" "Shu-ting...so beautiful..." I tried to insert my finger.

Shu-ting was still a virgin.

"Shu-ting?"

She understood the question in my voice and nodded gently.

Without further hesitation, I inserted my most swollen penis ever into Shu-ting's tight little hole.

"Shu-ting, I'm sorry, it might hurt a lot..." I kissed her lips and thrust my penis in forcefully.

Shu-ting bit my lip in pain. Tears streamed down her tightly closed eyes. I tried to remain still, keeping my penis inside her. I relaxed my lips slightly, and Shu-ting opened her dizzy, tearful eyes, looking at me sadly:

"It hurts so much! See how you're going to make it up to me!"

"I'm sorry...I was too rough..." I apologized humbly.

We were pressed tightly together, and my hands began their assault again.

I uttered sweet words as much as I could.

I tried to move my penis.

"It hurts! Slower… um… um… it… this is okay… um…" "Um

… ha… um… oh… ah… it hurts a little… ah… um…"

"Oh… ah… ah… um… ah… oh… ah…"

"Oh… ah… um… ah… oh… ah…" "Oh… ah… um… ah… faster… faster… ah…"
Shuting gradually adapted, and the pain lessened.

"

Ah

...

"

Ah

...

A new barmaid arrived at the shop. She had a delicate oval face, bright eyes, and fair skin… Her smile was sweet, though she seemed a little shy and awkward. Her figure was also top-notch! A low-cut, tight-fitting dress accentuated her alluring breasts (I'd estimate at least a C-cup, maybe more), revealing her sexy shoulders and cleavage. Her waist was slender, the thin fabric clinging tightly to her body; the narrow skirt reached about halfway up her thighs… Just then, my girlfriend walked into the shop, and I quickly looked away… (Although my girlfriend is also beautiful, she always keeps herself covered up and never allows me to look at other girls).

My seat was in a blind spot (all my girlfriend's fault), so I couldn't see the barmaid often. However, I still managed to sneak a peek a few times. The back of her dress was completely open, revealing almost two-thirds of her beautiful back. Her skin was really white and delicate, and the curves of her legs were also very attractive... It was a pity that she was wearing a very long knee brace on her right leg, but just looking at the exposed part was enough to make me hard for a long time.

"Would you like some wine?" "Would you like any other drinks or juice?" "Thank you!" Because there were several girls at our table, she didn't linger; but her sweet voice already left me wanting more. I stole glances at her alluring figure at other tables, imagining what her sweet voice would sound like in bed :

"Ohh ...

My girlfriend went to the restroom, and since no one else was paying much attention to me, I boldly stared at her perfect face and body. She loosened her ponytail, and her beautiful long hair fell naturally, making her fair back and shoulders appear even more alluring. She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing.

She tied her hair back up, slightly adjusted her clothes, and was about to disappear from my sight again. Suddenly, she stopped and reached out to adjust the knee pad on her right leg (it turned out it wasn't a knee pad, but gauze). She lifted her right leg and stepped on the cardboard box next to her, her slender hands busily smoothing and fixing the gauze. Her short skirt slid back as her beautiful legs moved, even the left side of the hem was pulled up... She carefully adjusted the fabric, but the hem only went up higher and higher... My heart pounded... I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored underwear (although the lighting wasn't good, it should be white or light blue). She was completely unaware that someone was watching, and maintained that position for quite a while longer, adjusting herself. As I leered at her, I imagined pounced on her behind the screen and taking her right there and then…

I couldn’t taste the food after that, my mind replaying the beautiful scene from before; her dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes, and I could almost see her sexy light blue panties underneath, clinging to her tight, alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs beneath the dress…

Several tables at the next table ordered a few more bottles of wine, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn’t be too brazen in my gaze. One of the customers got drunk and wouldn’t let go of her. Although she dodged quickly and wasn’t groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn’t break free. The other staff members seemed used to it and didn’t seem to intend to intervene. By this time, there weren't many customers left in the restaurant, and no one offered to help her out. My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to go and help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in).

Although I'd suffered quite a few losses standing up for my girlfriend before, the thought of being a hero still secretly thrilled me. I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunken jerk, pried his hands off, and yelled, "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I took the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away, then went to the restroom alone. I could hear the snickers from the other table, and I kept replaying the image of that woman's delicate, boneless hands in my mind…

I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the table that had been causing the drunken scene was gone; they must have lost face. Actually, I was quite worried. What if they suddenly turned violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Thank you…" the woman said, quickly coming to greet me as I came out. Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but my girlfriend was looking at me, so I could only offer a few perfunctory words and quickly return to my seat. Unexpectedly, there were several more bottles of wine on our table. It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all the way and support the woman (although I would probably have to pay for the drinks). We were the ones who ordered the most drinks at the time, so the woman tried to stay near our table to avoid any trouble.

The air conditioning in the corner was very cold, and my girlfriend offered her a short jacket, which matched her dress quite well. I made an excuse that I had to drive and didn't drink, but actually I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table. My girlfriend got drunk quickly, and the others also became unwell. I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was drunk), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the store to get the card and receipt.

"Sir, this jacket..." She had already taken off her jacket and was about to hand it to me. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, I had an idea:

"It's okay, just wear it for now, it's so cold." I took out my wallet and gave her my business card.

"You can return it to us another day, otherwise, dressed so sexily, you'll get harassed by customers again." With my girlfriend not around, I spoke more boldly.

"...Thank you..." She blushed as she accepted the business card. Looking at her cute appearance, I couldn't help but get hard again.

After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment. While reminiscing about the beautiful woman, I complained that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night). Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number. I answered the phone, and a beautiful voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?" My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "Yes, this is him. May I ask who you are?" I suppressed my elation and asked calmly.

"Excuse me, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry it

's so late..." "Oh, it's okay, I'm not asleep yet. No need to return the jacket right away!" I glanced at my watch; it was indeed quite late.

"Excuse me, I didn't need to return the jacket... My... my motorcycle is broken... Could you... help me..."

"Where is it? I'll come right now." My heart warmed, and I blurted out. A beautiful woman alone had offered her help; how could I refuse? Then I added, "Is it safe there? Are there any shops nearby?"

After confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off. When I arrived, I first moved her motorcycle to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it securely, and checked everything before driving her away. She was still wearing my girlfriend's coat, but she had changed her skirt to a knee-length one.

"Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly. I turned to look at her, and wow, she was beautiful! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.

"It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to gain some more time alone with her.

"My name is Shuting... Li Shuting. Li as in 'wood,' Shu as in 'virtuous,' and Ting as in 'woman.'" (I'm using a pseudonym here to protect her. Her name sounds much more elegant. But one of the three characters is real.) We chatted casually along the way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because of my deliberate delay.

"Would you like to come up? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building. I think the answer is obvious.

Shuting lives alone in a small suite. There's a small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, a dressing table, a small desk, a bookcase, and a full-length mirror. The room is cluttered with various items, including many stuffed animals.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy..." Actually, it's much tidier than my girlfriend's room. She went into the bathroom. I helped her unfold a small folding coffee table, sat on the carpet, and looked around casually.

Shuting came out of the bathroom. She was only wearing the low-cut dress she wore in the dining room. In her hands were my girlfriend's coat and her knee-length skirt. My gaze was slightly below the hem of her skirt, exposing her alluring thighs to my view. She busied herself making coffee and washing cups, her skirt swaying with each step. Her underwear was indeed light blue.

She sat down, holding her skirt. We chatted while waiting for our coffee.

"What happened to your knee? Is it serious?" I asked now, since her right leg was still wrapped in gauze.

"I fell off my motorcycle a few days ago... and ripped my favorite jeans..." she said regretfully, unwrapping the gauze. "My senior said that keeping the wound covered will prevent scarring... Look..." The gauze lay loose beside her, revealing a small patch of peeling skin and some dried blood spots on her alluring knee.

"Does it still hurt?" I boldly touched the skin near her wound. Her delicate, alluring legs were incredibly smooth.

"It's alright...it doesn't hurt as much today..." I gently massaged her leg, carefully avoiding any areas that might aggravate the wound. My left hand gently massaged her right calf, while my right hand gradually moved upwards towards her knee. Her leg was so soft and tender.

Shuting's eyes were closed. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her cherry-like lips breathed softly.

I kissed her.

Time seemed to stand still. Shuting's lips were so warm and moist. My heart seemed to stop too.

Time began to flow again. My tongue explored her lovely little mouth, and Shuting's fragrant tongue responded eagerly. I pulled her into my arms, my hands roaming and caressing her smooth, beautiful back. She hugged my neck tightly, her breasts rubbing against my chest. Shuting's body grew increasingly hot, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around me.

"So beautiful." "You're so naughty," we said simultaneously. Shuting's pretty face flushed, revealing adorable dimples.

"I didn't expect you to be the big pervert," she said, giving me a playful glare.

"I..." I was about to launch into a sweet talk when Shuting's beautiful eyes closed again.

Our lips met.

Her dress had only one zipper. I slowly unzipped it. The dress slid down Shuting's beautiful body. A pair of firm, erect breasts stood trembling. The areolas were pink, and the nipples were small and alluring (she wasn't wearing a bra). I carried Shuting to the bed. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, and she bit her lower lip, softly uttering, "...You...be...gentle..."

Shuting was only wearing her light blue panties. While admiring the beauty before me, I quickly stripped her naked. Shuting glanced at my penis, let out a soft moan, and her cheeks turned even redder.

My fingers gently caressed her body before I kissed her lips. Shuting's delicate body swayed slightly with my caresses, helping me explore her erogenous zones. I kissed her snow-white neck, nibbled at her earlobe, and licked her collarbone...

"Ah ... My fingers slid down to her panties, teasing and exploring from the outside; my tongue attacked her alabaster breasts, which were almost big

enough to bury

my face . " Ah

... Tears streamed down her tightly closed eyes. I tried to remain still, keeping my penis inside her. I slightly relaxed my lips, and Shuting opened her large, tearful eyes, looking at me with a pleading expression: "It hurts! How are you going to make it up to me!" "I'm sorry... I was too rough..." I apologized timidly. We were pressed tightly together, and my hands began their assault again. I uttered sweet words as much as I could. I tried to move my penis. "It hurts! Slower... um... um... it's... okay... um..." "Um... ha... um... oh... ah... it hurts a little... ah... um..." "Oh... ah~~~ ah~~~ um... ah~~~ oh ~~~ ah~~~~ ah~~~~" "Oh~ ah~~~ um~~~ ah~~~~ faster~~~ ah~~~" Shuting gradually adapted, and the pain lessened. " Ah ... " Ah ...

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