The mystery of the assistant's resignation

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After work, I rode my Yamaha to my girlfriend's company. I was a little anxious, but at the same time, I had a strange feeling of excitement.

My girlfriend had just called me, asking me to come to her company to keep her company after work.

Damn, that's strange. I'm working overtime, so why do I have to go with her? Is her company haunted? Having to sit with her for two or three hours is going to kill me!

My girlfriend is a clever person, and of course, she could tell from my reluctant tone that she wanted me to come with her because only she and her boss were in the company tonight.

Only her and her boss in the company? Only a lecherous man in his forties and a delicate and beautiful young woman who had recently graduated from university, working overtime together in a small company tonight?

My girlfriend's company boss is Mr. Morita, who is half Japanese. It's said that his mother got pregnant by his father at a young age, and after giving birth to him, his father actually agreed to marry her and they settled down there. So Mr. Morita speaks Japanese, Mandarin, and the local dialect.

He is an interior and shop window designer who started this small business services company more than ten years ago. Originally, his company specialized in finding suitable business locations for foreign (Japanese) companies and designing shopping malls or exhibition layouts for them. In recent years, due to the economic downturn and fewer foreign companies, he has even started doing small businesses like private wedding banquet design.

I thought of Morita. His appearance is easy to remember: curly hair and a messy beard. Maybe that's what makes him look like an artist, but I think he looks more like an unemployed thug who specializes in harassing women.

I'm not exaggerating; this guy has that lewd, obscene nature typical of Japanese people. Once I ran into him on the subway, and he was holding an English version of Playboy, flipping through it with an air of superiority, pulling out pages of nude women, and staring at them with his lewd eyes.

Damn it, my girlfriend is such a beautiful girl; tonight she'll be alone with this kind of pervert. Will she be stripped naked like a Playboy prostitute, her large breasts and buttocks exposed for him to "taste"?

Damn, thinking about this, my penis actually started to throb. Damn, this weird penis of mine gets so excited and hard when I think about my beloved, beautiful girlfriend being violated and molested by other men!

I locked the door and saw the two-story company building. Bright lights were still shining from the large windows upstairs, but downstairs, a "Closed" sign was hanging outside, and only one light remained; the rest were off, making it dimly lit.

I gently pushed the door open; there wasn't a security guard at all. Downstairs, there was a room filled with equipment commonly used for exhibition setups, such as lighting, sound systems, and backdrops. The door was locked, and the two colleagues who were moving and driving, I think their names were Ah Shu and Ah Zong, had apparently gone home after work.

The stairs, made of aluminum, were at the very back of the shop, with each step open, forming a beautiful spiral that led up to the second floor. No wonder my girlfriend wore dress pants to work; otherwise, Ah Shu and Ah Zong downstairs would have had a good look at her skirt as she climbed those stairs.

I quietly climbed the stairs, and the bright lights from upstairs came into view. I saw two desks; I had been here before and knew that the desk on the right belonged to Ms. Ma, the accountant. The desk had been tidied up, so she had also left work. On the table to the left were several design sketches and some vendor invoices; this was my girlfriend's workstation, but she wasn't there; she must have gone to the boss's office.

My penis reminded me again, so thick it was practically bursting out of my pants. Damn it, what's so exciting about my girlfriend being in the boss's office? It's just business.

But is it necessary to close the door when discussing business? Closing it is fine, maybe to avoid disturbing others. But now everyone else has left work, why close the door?

Could my girlfriend already be being ravished by that pervert Morita? It's hard to say. My girlfriend is always so delicate and her body is so sensitive. If she encounters an experienced pervert, a few forceful hugs and teasing will make her vagina leak fluid, and her whole body will go limp, leaving her completely at his mercy. Is she already being played by Morita in the office?

My penis grew increasingly erect, so I bent down and slowly approached the glass window of Morita's office. White curtains hung in the glass window, not closed, but the sides of the curtains prevented a direct view into the office from the stairwell. I slowly walked towards my girlfriend's seat; from that angle, I should be able to see what was happening inside the office.

My heart was pounding, and the closer I got to my girlfriend's desk, the faster my heart beat.

Before my girlfriend joined the company, this desk was occupied by a scene design assistant, my girlfriend, who had graduated from university a year or two ago. Her name was Xiaotian, and true to her name, she was very sweet. She was doing a good job and earned a decent salary, but suddenly resigned at the beginning of the year. Morita hired my girlfriend to replace her.

Xiaotian was doing so well here, why did she resign?

This mystery needs to be solved to prevent my girlfriend from making the same mistake. After my girlfriend worked there for a while, Ms. Ma, the accountant sitting opposite her, told her that the previous scene design assistant had resigned because she suddenly became pregnant. A perfectly healthy young woman, pregnant before marriage?

Maybe her boyfriend was careless? But if that's the case, a pregnancy is a pregnancy, right? They can just have a wedding ceremony, right? This is so strange!

I'm wondering, could it be that the child in her belly isn't her boyfriend's? I think the most likely explanation is that this lecherous Morita took advantage of her while she was working overtime, raped her, and planted his bastard child in her womb, making her pregnant!

Damn it, that Morita is despicable! He's old enough to be someone's father, and he's still raping his subordinate like this!

Now that Morita has hired my girlfriend as a design assistant to replace the previous girl, isn't her situation very dangerous?

Since Morita managed to get that girl pregnant, it proves his penis and sperm are incredibly potent. If he were to rape my girlfriend on her desk, his penis might very well pierce her vagina, penetrating all the way to her cervix, and then he'd pour billions of his vile sperm into her uterus. With so much semen, he might not only get her pregnant, but could even make her give birth to twins, triplets, or quadruplets.

I walked to my girlfriend's desk; from this angle, I could indeed see what was happening in Morita's office. I took a deep breath.

Don't think I'm not nervous, or that I'm used to seeing other guys humiliating and molesting my girlfriend. That's not true at all. Every time I see my girlfriend being stripped naked, having her breasts groped, having a strange guy's huge penis penetrate her, or having semen ejaculated inside her, my heart races so fast it feels like it'll jump out of my mouth, and I almost get a nosebleed.

So this time, my heart was pounding with excitement; I could hear it myself. I crouched down and peered through the curtains…

Wow, what's going on!

In the office, Morita sat upright in his seat, his girlfriend sitting opposite him, spreading out design drawings on the table and explaining them to him. What's going on?

My girlfriend is so beautiful and alluring, and Morita is so lecherous and obscene, yet... yet nothing has happened! They're even seriously discussing business! Could my girlfriend have already been with him? But it doesn't seem like it; her clothes are still intact.

This... this... now it's my turn to be stunned, my heart filled with mixed feelings. Damn, they even seem disappointed.

I waited a while longer, but they were still seriously discussing the design sketches, making me a little tired from half-squatting. Helpless, I quietly retreated to the stairs, deliberately knocked a few times, then coughed, and went to Morita's office door to knock.

I heard Morita say from inside, "Come in, please!"

I went in and greeted him, "Morita-san,

sorry to bother you." When I opened the door, I realized that I might have been overthinking things. It turned out that the air conditioning in the office was quite strong, and Morita, who is a bit overweight (but not very fat), is sensitive to heat, so the air conditioning had to be turned up. That's why he closed the door to talk business with my girlfriend.

When Morita saw me, he was delighted and said, "Ah, ah, don't be so polite. Little Mustache's here, that's great, this big mustache can go now."

He actually stood up, took off his tie, picked up his briefcase, and said, "Your girlfriend is such a pretty girl, working overtime without anyone to keep her company, I was worried about her safety, so it's good that you're here."

I never expected Morita to be so lecherous as I thought, he's actually quite considerate of his female colleagues.

My girlfriend put away her design sketches and went back to her desk. Morita took his briefcase and a box of things, probably items to be sent to the exhibition hall tomorrow.

I helped him carry the box and walked down the stairs with him. He thanked me with "Oh, thank you," the kind of insincere politeness typical of Japanese people.

Before leaving the company, he whispered to me, "Little Hu, you're lucky with your girlfriend's two big breasts."

He was gesturing with his hand in front of my chest as he said "two big breasts." Damn, he was saying my girlfriend's breasts were huge. "I just looked through her shirt, they really are big, they must feel really bouncy."

This guy, turns out he's a lecher!

After seeing off my girlfriend's lecherous boss, only my girlfriend and I were left in the company.

She sat upright at her desk, continuing to work on her design sketches and inputting the necessary materials into the computer. I pulled over Ms. Ma's chair and sat down opposite my girlfriend, watching her work.

Her quiet and focused demeanor gave me a feeling I didn't usually have towards her. She wore a neat white and light blue checkered shirt, clean and beautiful, which accentuated her upper body curves. She looked so dignified and graceful that I couldn't help but ask myself: Is this Shaoxia? Is she the girlfriend who usually nestles in my arms, the one I protect (but I haven't protected her, instead often humiliating her)?

More than an hour passed quickly. My girlfriend seemed to have finished part of her work. She looked up at me, a little apologetically saying, "Oh dear, were you staring at me like that? I'm sorry, did I bore you?"

I didn't answer, just shook my head and smiled. Then I pulled a chair over to her side and wrapped my arms around her waist.

My girlfriend is naturally understanding. Feeling embarrassed that I'd been waiting for her for so long, she reached out her delicate, white hands and hooked them around my neck, saying, "I really need you to keep me company. Morita-san called me into his office and told me to close the door. I was so afraid he might do something to me."

Damn, I thought he might do something to you too. Too bad, maybe he knew I was coming, so he didn't dare do anything to my girlfriend. Otherwise, with his lecherous nature, how could he not be tempted by my cute and pretty girlfriend?

But I still covered for Morita, saying, "Really? He doesn't seem like a lecherous man."

Hehe, if my girlfriend believes me, she'll gradually lower her guard against Morita. Maybe next time I come to keep her company, I'll see her stripped naked and forcibly raped by that old bastard, hehe. (I was practically drooling with anticipation.)

My girlfriend said coquettishly, "Don't you believe me? A-Shu and A-Zong also told me to be careful around Morita-san and try not to be alone with him."

I deliberately retorted, "Aren't you overthinking it? When I opened the door just now, Morita-san was sitting there peacefully. How could he possibly do anything to you?"

My girlfriend pulled my hand and led me into Morita's office, telling me to sit in his chair and saying, "You're Morita-san, so sit here."

Then she sat down opposite me. Like the way she was explaining the design sketches to Morita just now, she said, "That's how I was discussing the design sketches with Morita-san, but his eyes weren't on the sketches, they were on my chest."

Wow, when my girlfriend said that, I looked up and realized that the neckline of her shirt was open (thanks to me, I told her to unbutton two buttons at the top of her shirt when she goes to work), and I could see her two delicate, round breasts inside her shirt, so full they looked like they were about to jump out. I was stunned.

My girlfriend was still explaining to me, "He was just looking at me like that, and I was too embarrassed to cover it up, so I just pretended not to know and kept talking to him about the design drawings."

I was sitting comfortably in Morita's high-backed executive chair, looking at my girlfriend's fair and tender breasts, my penis was erect in my pants again, and I said, "His self-control is pretty good. If I were your boss, I wouldn't just look, I would also..."

I didn't finish my sentence, I had already put it into action. I reached out and touched my girlfriend's breasts a few times, squeezing her two tender breasts so that they almost popped out of her bra.

My girlfriend let out a shy, coquettish cry when I touched her breasts, saying, "Don't do this, I'm just worried that Morita-san might suddenly do this..."

Before she could finish, I pulled her close, perhaps too forcefully, and she fell into my arms. My hands began to wander and rub her breasts. Although she tried to break free, I knew how to tease her, not giving her a chance to catch her breath, and I kissed her hard on the lips while unbuttoning her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I could directly touch her soft bra and enjoy the softness of her two round, large breasts inside.

With great difficulty, she managed to break free from my mouth, panting, "No...no...this is Morita-san's office."

The more my girlfriend struggled, the more excited I became. I thought to myself, this is Morita's office. My girlfriend had just told me to pretend to be Morita; now I'm going to have my way with this delicate and beautiful girl. So I continued to use my "Lushan claws" on my girlfriend.

Her face flushed red, and she cried out, "How could you do this..." while trying to break free from my embrace.

She couldn't break free from my embrace; instead, her hair, which had been tied up, came loose and fell down, releasing a lovely, youthful fragrance that intensified my desire. I pushed her down onto Morita's desk, unbuttoned her shirt, and grabbed her large breasts, bra and all, kneading them up and down and side to side.

My fingers touched her smooth, soft skin. I flipped her bra up, revealing my girlfriend's two plump, white breasts. Her light-colored nipples were already erect and red from my teasing, and my hands pinched and rubbed her elastic breasts.

My girlfriend grabbed my hand in a panic, trying to stop me from violating her further. She said urgently, "You bad pig, not here! Someone will see us through the window... Are you crazy?... Don't do this..." It

was only then that I noticed a huge glass window in Morita's office. It was about two feet from the ceiling and only reached below my knees. The large window I had seen downstairs was this one. From my angle, I could almost see the road below, and there were other buildings on the other side of the road. If I were to hold my girlfriend down on the desk like this, someone would really see us.

But this only excited me more. I loved it when my girlfriend exposed her buttocks and breasts to other men for them to voyeurize. So, ignoring her objections, I ripped open her entire shirt and pulled off her bra, revealing her two large breasts swaying precariously.

Seeing my intense lust and realizing she couldn't stop my advances, my girlfriend pleaded, "Good slut, turn off the light... and I'll give it to you..."

Although I enjoy exposing her to others, this is, after all, an office, and it's easy for people across the street to see what's happening in the office. If someone takes pictures of us making love in the office and posts them online, we'll be ruined. They might even use the photos to blackmail me into giving up my girlfriend and letting them treat her like a free prostitute, which would be even worse.

I reached out and turned off the switch, plunging the office into darkness, but the night light and lamplight from outside shone in, which actually made me feel even more exposed. This is better; it's less likely for others to see us, and it satisfies my fetish for exposing my girlfriend.

My hands began to caress and knead my girlfriend's large breasts. When she saw that I had obediently turned off the light, she stopped struggling and pretended to push me away. But as I continued to stroke her breasts, she became shy and her heart raced. I could hear her heart pounding and she was panting heavily.

I knew she was aroused, so I reached out and unbuttoned her trousers. The crotch of her panties was already wet and somewhat transparent. My fingers skillfully touched them, and I pushed her panties to the left, slipping my fingers into the crevice of her vagina.

My girlfriend gasped, "Ah...you...you bad guy...knowing what I'm most afraid of...you still do this to me...ah..."

She tried to squeeze her legs together, but my hands had already occupied that important area between her legs, and my fingers continued to attack. My girlfriend was so weak from my play that she lay limply on Morita's desk. I took the opportunity to take off her trousers and underwear, leaving her in only an open shirt and a torn bra.

I straightened up and saw my girlfriend lying on the desk, her body shapely and curvaceous. Suddenly, I imagined myself as Morita, and my girlfriend was about to be violated by him. Just thinking about it made my penis instantly swell to several times its normal size. I quickly pulled down my pants, released my thick cannon, and rubbed it against my girlfriend's mons pubis.

I chuckled lewdly and said, "Xia, were you scared that Morita-san would press you down on the desk like this and ravish you?"

My girlfriend groaned and said, "I was just afraid he was lecherous... If you hadn't come... he might have... done me..."

"What did he do to you? Is that what he said?"

I said, rubbing my thick glans against her tender vulva, making my girlfriend tremble all over, and her juices flowed out, making her vulva even more slippery.

"Um...no...he won't be as gentle as you are...I'm afraid he'll force himself on me..."

"Is that so?"

When my girlfriend said she was afraid Morita would force himself on her, I was actually very excited. I immediately imagined that burly guy Morita pressing my girlfriend down on the table and raping her. I suddenly lifted my girlfriend's two smooth and slender thighs and thrust my thick penis straight into her vagina, even inserting it to the deepest part of her tender hole, making her scream "Ahhh!" I said to her, "Is this how Morita rapes you?"

"No...humph...no...Morita-san...I already have a boyfriend...no..."

My girlfriend moaned as she writhed in pleasure, her hands gripping the desk tightly.

My girlfriend knows I want to play role-playing games with her. We often play these kinds of games; sometimes we play doctors and nurses, sometimes police and thieves, sometimes adulterous lovers and mistresses.

Once we even played teacher and student, but my sister saw us. She didn't know what we were playing and actually said she wanted to be a student with my girlfriend! Haha, of course we didn't continue that time, because our plan was for the lecherous teacher to rape the pretty female student. I couldn't very well rape my sister like my girlfriend did, could I?

Anyway, my girlfriend and I often play role-playing games, and this time she played along, pretending to be really raped by her boss, Morita.

I grinned lewdly at my girlfriend and said in a tone similar to Morita's, "Hehe, you're here to be my design assistant, so of course you have to give me a good time. My old assistant, Xiaotian, got pregnant by me too."

As I spoke, I kept thrusting my big cock into my girlfriend's vagina.

My girlfriend moaned, "...No...don't do this to me...ah...I'm just a design assistant...what do you take me for...if you want to do this, go hire a prostitute...I'm not a prostitute...ah...stop it...Morita-san...my boyfriend is coming soon..."

I chuckled lewdly, "It'll be even better when your boyfriend comes, let him see how I rape you."

"Ah...you're such a pervert...you're going to rape me in front of my boyfriend...ah...he'll be so angry..." (I won't be angry!) My girlfriend continued to moan as I played with her, "What will I do if he doesn't want me anymore..."

"If he doesn't want you, you can just be my mistress."

I was stimulated by my girlfriend's seductive and lewd behavior, my blood was boiling, and I stirred my thick and hard penis in her tender hole, making her smacking sounds.

"Ah... I won't be your concubine... You're so perverted... You even raped me. What if I become your concubine... and you take me out to be gang-raped by your friends... Ah..."

My girlfriend cried out lewdly as I fucked her. When I heard her say the word "gang-rape," her vagina suddenly convulsed violently, sucking and squeezing my penis, filling my whole body with pleasure. My girlfriend was so dignified just a moment ago, but now she's as alluring as a tempting beauty!

Goodness, what would it be like if my girlfriend really was raped by Morita and then taken by him to be gang-raped by his friends and clients?

My mind raced with excitement, imagining all sorts of things. What if I married my girlfriend and she was still frequently gang-raped by other men? Would my house be filled with scenes of debauchery?

What would my father's reaction be if he saw his beautiful daughter-in-law being raped and humiliated like that? Would he tell me to kick Shaoxia out of the Hu family, or would he join in and rape her with the other men? The thought of my father's penis inside my girlfriend's tender vagina was so lewd, yet incredibly exciting!

And what about my mother? Would those men who gang-raped my girlfriend also target my mother? Although she's over forty, her skin is still delicate, her figure still beautiful, and most importantly, her youthful beauty is still well preserved. No wonder many of my father's friends still drool over her. Given

my mother's beauty, will the swarms of suitors my girlfriend attract also take advantage of her? Maybe they could easily get her into bed, strip her naked, and have several penises take turns thrusting into her vagina. Wouldn't that be incredibly lewd? Would

my sister be horrified if she came home and saw this? Perhaps she wouldn't even have a chance to be horrified before being dragged into a room by a man, her mouth stuffed full of penises from all sides…

Damn, where did my mind go? But for some reason, the thought of my girlfriend being violated, or the thought of all the girls in my family being raped by men, always excites me.

I leaned down, took my girlfriend's nipples into my mouth, and licked her soft breasts and the gradually erect nipples in the middle. She couldn't resist my move at all, and soon her whole body became hot, her breathing turned into gasping, and the semen in her pussy surged out like a river bursting, soaking my cock warm and moist. It was filled with semen and tightly covered by the thin flesh of my girlfriend’s pussy. It was so satisfying that I couldn’t help but rush inside her, making her wet and making sounds.

My girlfriend closed her eyes, enjoying the attack of my big cock on her, thrusting straight into the depths of her pussy again and again. She moaned and groaned, and she shook her white buttocks to cater to me.

I lifted my girlfriend's two beautiful legs, allowing my thick cock to penetrate deeper into her body, drawing out and pulling in her tender labia, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body, already slender and long, with a delicate waist, was now arched up by my actions, making her look pitiful, which only intensified my possessiveness and sense of conquest. So I thrust my cock even more forcefully into her tender hole.

"Ah...good slut...too heavy...you're going to tear me apart...it's all...torn inside...ah...husband...so good...ah...we'll...ah...do this until dawn tonight...okay...ah..."

my girlfriend uttered incoherent yet alluring lewd words. She held me tightly, her fingers digging hard into my back muscles. I knew she was close to climax, so I sped up, thrusting into her like an engine. Sure enough, she screamed, her juices gushing out, her legs swinging wildly in the air.

My girlfriend was done for, but I wasn't. I picked up her soft, delicate body and slowly pushed her towards the window.

My girlfriend snapped out of it and tried to resist, but I had already thrust my huge cock into her tender hole from behind again. She let out a cry, her body going limp again, letting me press her against the large glass window.

"No… good husband… not here… people… will see… ah…" my girlfriend protested.

But her protests only excited me more. Although we had turned off the office lights, the night and lights outside the window could still shine in. If anyone looked up from the road or looked closely at the buildings across the street, they could see my girlfriend and me, two naked worms, entwined together.

"Ah...someone saw us...no...ah...I'm so embarrassed...how am I going to work now...ah...if bad people see us...I'll really be raped...no...ah...um...you bad pig..."

I ignored my girlfriend's protests and started thrusting into her hard, fucking her until she couldn't speak, only able to wiggle her ass to cooperate with my forceful fucking. With each thrust, I pushed my penis into her cervix, making lewd squelching sounds, making my girlfriend tremble all over. She no longer cared about protesting, her body limp as I pushed her to the window, her two breasts flattened against the glass.

I saw that people on the road and in the windows opposite seemed to see us, but they seemed not to believe their eyes.

"Oh...ah...husband...I can't take it anymore...it feels so good...ah...ah...it feels so good...ah...we're making love like this...and those men across the street...they'll all see...it's so embarrassing...ah..."

My girlfriend wanted to enjoy the pleasure of making love with me, but she was also afraid of being seen by others. That nervous feeling made her even more excited.

"Hehe, look at those hooligans on the highway, they all seem to have seen your two big breasts, and they saw your dick being fucked by me. They must really want to sleep with you."

I teased her with dirty words while holding her round and perky buttocks and forcefully thrusting my big dick inside her, making my girlfriend cry out.

"Ah...ah...the thugs saw us...husband, you're so bad...there were so many of them...if I ran into them...ah ah...I'd be dead...they'd...gang rape me...ah..."

My girlfriend uttered these lewd words in a daze, but she wasn't wrong. The thugs were idle all day, always staring at the pretty girls on the street with lustful eyes. When

I was little, my mother and I went to my grandmother's to deliver a holiday gift. At the bus transfer station, we encountered some thugs. As a result, my mother was brazenly harassed by them right in front of me, and she was almost dragged into that dilapidated wooden house next to the station and raped.

So if those thugs really saw my girlfriend's beautiful face and alluring body, they would keep an eye on her, loitering around her company. Who knows, one day when she's going to or from work, they might drag her into an alley, strip her naked, and gang rape her.

Thinking this, my penis grew even thicker, and I thrust faster, pounding into my girlfriend's clitoris, making her feel weak all over. Her white, round buttocks swayed and arched upwards, her vagina welcoming the thrusts of my huge penis.

I fucked my girlfriend until she was moaning and groaning, her juices gushing out. Her tender little hole kept contracting, squeezing my cock until it felt sore and numb. I knew she was about to climax again, and I couldn't help but roar as I thrust my cock deep into her body, ejaculating into her uterus, making her tremble all over.

We both slumped down by the large glass window.

Looking at the towering new Taipei 101 landmark in the distance, I let out a long sigh, enjoying the tranquility and harmony after our intense lovemaking…

My girlfriend's performance at work seemed to have won Morita's appreciation, as she was involved in many design projects. Several times, when I passed by the exhibition venues designed by her company, I saw her confidently directing the decorators. It was hard to believe that my usually gentle and demure girlfriend had transformed into such a professional and capable career woman.

Of course, when she was back with me, she became a sweet and dependent woman again. She often excitedly told me about the satisfaction of completing the venue design, but her brows also betrayed her inner worry and unease.

Hehe, of course I know why she has this conflicted feeling. It's because she's worried that lecherous Morita might do something to her.

That Morita guy is really bad. Unlike most guys who secretly grope girls, he openly and blatantly makes lewd gestures towards my girlfriend.

For example, once when I came to his company, I saw my girlfriend working on a design at her desk, and he just sat down right next to her, pointing at the design with one hand as if explaining something to her, while his other hand was on her shoulder. Damn, that day, my girlfriend was wearing a sleeveless shirt, and his hand was directly caressing her soft flesh. His eyes were also sneakily peering into her shirt's chest area.

My girlfriend was too embarrassed to push him away, so she could only let him harass her. I could only cough twice before he leisurely stood up to greet me. Damn it, this guy completely disregarded me, Shaoxia's boyfriend!

That evening, after dinner, my girlfriend and I were watching TV. I saw her wearing a tank top and shorts, revealing her cute and alluring pink arms and tender legs, and I couldn't help but hug her, kissing her lips while caressing her two high, firm breasts.

My girlfriend pushed me away, saying, "I'm so annoyed, I don't have any fun with you anymore."

She sighed and said, "Morita-san has given me many opportunities and praised me for learning quickly, saying I could be promoted to a full-fledged designer within a year, but he likes to grope people. I'm thinking about whether I should quit."

Although I don't like Morita, this guy who doesn't comb his hair or beard, hearing my girlfriend say he groped me, I felt a strange excitement: "How did he grope you? Tell me."

My girlfriend pinched my ear playfully and said, "You're so heartless! I'm happy that my boss groped me!"

Ignoring my girlfriend's protests, I reached out again and suddenly slipped my hand under her vest, touching both of her breasts... He brazenly fondled her large breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples, and chuckled lewdly, saying, "Tell me quickly, did Morita-san grope you like this?" My

girlfriend, breathless from my teasing, struggled and said, "I'm not as lecherous as you! Help! Get away! Ah..."

She finally managed to pull my hand out of her tank top, panting softly, "You're a bad husband, I'm so annoyed, and you still do this to me! Last time I went to a client's place with Morita-san to discuss a design, he took the opportunity to touch my butt on the way, and said my butt was round and bouncy."

Seeing that I was still grinning, she said angrily, "You're still laughing? Your girlfriend's butt was touched by someone else, and you can still laugh?" She then pretended to hit me.

Damn, this Morita is really going too far. He dared to openly touch my girlfriend's butt while we were walking down the street!

I pretended to be serious and analyzed my girlfriend's future for her: "I can tell you don't want to quit your job, right? It's okay, touching butts is a small matter for Japanese people. Look at those Japanese men in porn, they're all so lecherous."

My girlfriend still frowned and said with a troubled expression, "But Morita-san said there's an important client in central Japan, and he wants me to go there next week."

"Going on a business trip to central Japan isn't bad."

"But it's just the two of us going, I'm afraid..."

Damn, Morita really knows how to arrange things!

Arranging for my young and beautiful girlfriend to go on a business trip to central Japan with him! Damn it, does he want my girlfriend to do design work with him, or to sleep with him?

My girlfriend is rather naive, and her body is very sensitive. She's no match for a cunning and lecherous man like him. If he gets her a few drinks at night and teases her a bit, she might become incredibly aroused, completely disoriented, and even lose track of who her boyfriend is. He might even put her in bed and ravish her all night!

Thinking about this, my penis actually got painfully hard, but I held back and said, "Well...that's really not good. If you're alone with him, what if he...you should quit your job." "

Really quit?" Sure enough

, my girlfriend was reluctant to give up her promising job. She lowered her head and remained silent for a while, then suddenly looked up at me and said, "Can you come with me on a business trip? Then I won't be afraid."

How could that be? My girlfriend came up with this solution! I still have to work; how could I possibly go on a business trip with her?

Seeing my wide eyes, my girlfriend grabbed my hand and said childishly, "Come with me, it's only for two days, you can take time off work to come with me. Okay?"

Looking at her adorable, coquettish expression, I couldn't bear to refuse, so I nodded in agreement.

My girlfriend happily hugged my neck and said, "Honey, you're so good to me, I'll serve you well tonight."

Then she rolled around on the sofa with me, her head burying in my chest, and then continuing to bury itself deeper, her lips already kissing my pajama bottoms. Hehe, my penis can enjoy my girlfriend's wonderful mouth tonight…

I thought Morita would be unhappy that I was going on a business trip with my girlfriend. But he greeted me very warmly: "Little Mustache, welcome to come with me, this big mustache."

Then he turned to my girlfriend and said, "Your boyfriend is really good, he knows how to be considerate of you, you're so lucky!" Haha, his grammar was sometimes a bit off.

He also said that his company would cover all my travel and accommodation expenses this time, and he would even drive my girlfriend and me to Taichung himself.

On the highway, Morita chatted with us, asking how long we had been dating, where we went on dates, and when we planned to get married. He seemed like an elder who cared about us young people, but he still veered into inappropriate topics, asking how long we had been dating before we started making love, whether we had made love in the countryside, and even asking if Shaoxia knew how to moan during sex. Although he laughed it off, it still made my girlfriend blush bright red.

"Mr. Morita, do you know your colleagues say you're a pervert?"

Morita had just made the atmosphere quite relaxed, but his girlfriend unexpectedly said something like that.

"Oh!"

Morita laughed again, "Haha, really? They say I'm a pervert, a creep? I am a pervert, really, I like looking at women's breasts and underwear."

He glanced at his girlfriend in the rearview mirror and said, "When you wear a short skirt to work, I always peek at your underwear. So beautiful, your legs and crotch, so white and beautiful."

Damn it, this stupid Morita! I've never seen a man peek at a woman's underwear and be so stupid as to say it out loud!

"You're so lecherous!" My girlfriend blushed and said coquettishly, "I'm not wearing skirts to work anymore!"

Morita didn't care at all, and continued to laugh lewdly, "Vivia, you're so stingy."

He looked at me in the rearview mirror and said, "I know, Little Mustache, you're afraid that if I go on a business trip with Vivia, you'll take the opportunity to sleep with her, right?"

Who would say something like that so bluntly?

I didn't know how to answer him for a moment, but my girlfriend hugged my arm and said, "Yeah, you're usually so lecherous, I brought my boyfriend along so you won't take advantage of me."

Morita was described as a pervert by my girlfriend, but he wasn't angry at all. He said, "Haha, I know you guys will misunderstand me. Actually, I'll tell you a secret, I was injured before and can't have sex with girls."

This, this was unexpected!

Morita continued, "When I was a teenager, I loved skateboarding. You know what skateboarding is—not on land, but on the sea. I had an accident; my friend's skateboard hit me on the left side, injuring a nerve. The doctor said it damaged my nerves. My life isn't in danger, but I can't have sex anymore."

So that's what happened! We had a lot of misunderstandings about Morita. I understood. Because of his childhood injury, Morita became impotent. His apparent enjoyment of reading Playboy porn and his groping—putting his arm around my girlfriend's shoulder, touching her buttocks, and peeking at her underwear—was just a facade to hide his impotence. He deliberately acted like a sexually promiscuous man in front of others.

I glanced at my girlfriend; from her eyes, I knew she felt the same way.

Seeing that my girlfriend and I remained silent, Morita laughed again and said, "You don't need to pity me. I'm used to it. I don't have a wife, so it's okay for me to look at you girls with lust. I know some girls don't like this, and I'm very sorry if I offend Vivian sometimes."

This time, it was my girlfriend's turn to look at me, her eyes filled with sympathy. She was soft-hearted, and after hearing Morita's words, I knew she had long since forgiven his lewd behavior.

However, I remembered that my girlfriend had worked at Morita's company for over two months. Apart from some groping and peeping under her skirt, Morita hadn't bullied or sexually assaulted her. It was all because Morita's image was so lewd that we imagined him as a very lecherous monster, which led to our misunderstanding.

I wonder if Xiaotian, the former design assistant, also resigned because of our misunderstanding of Morita? More likely, after Xiaotian became pregnant, her boyfriend mistakenly thought it was Morita, this seemingly lecherous man, who was behind it all, leading to their breakup, and then Xiaotian resigned.

It seems the mystery of this assistant's resignation has been solved.

Believe me, this scoundrel has become like Kindaichi Ichiji (Kindaichi Ichiji's younger brother), haha!

However, although Morita is impotent, his lechery remains undiminished. He continued to ask us how many times a week we have sex? What positions do we use? Is it missionary or woman-on-top? Is it front penetration or rear penetration? If it were anyone else, we would have already turned on him, but he's my girlfriend's boss and impotent. He's just good at talking, so I chatted with him.

This time, my girlfriend wasn't as shy as before; instead, she teased him, saying, "Mr. Morita, you can't even have sex, so asking these questions is useless!"

Morita, shameless as ever, said, "It's useful, very useful. My penis may be impotent, but my mind is! I can imagine what it's like when you're having sex. Haha, in my mind, you're completely naked!" My girlfriend blushed deeply.

Seeing Shaoxia's shy expression, Morita continued to tease her, asking her what age she had her first time having sex with a boy. His girlfriend knew he was joking but didn't mean any harm. Seeing me chatting with him, she joined in and joked with him, saying that her first time was when she was eighteen, when her father's friend carried her into the room and they had sex.

My girlfriend winked at me as she spoke, letting me know she was just making things up and it wasn't true. But hearing her say that, my penis actually doubled in size, damn it! My girlfriend was already very beautiful when she was young, so it's not surprising that her father's friends were lusting after her.

Morita gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "Amazing! So young!" Seeing his lewd look on his face, damn it!

The car was on the highway, but he wasn't driving fast. Instead, he talked a lot of lewd things. He continued to ask his girlfriend how many boyfriends she had had. Shaoxia casually answered that she had 12. He also asked how many men she had slept with, and she said 20.

Morita asked her curiously why she only had 12 boyfriends but had slept with 20 men. His girlfriend said that besides boyfriends, there were also teachers, classmates, seniors, and colleagues.

Damn, my dick got hard again after hearing that.

Morita asked her if she had sex willingly or was forced. His girlfriend laughed and said that all 20 guys had sex with her willingly. If it was forced, there were many more, countless, probably more than 30. Some drugged or got her drunk before getting her into bed, some just forced themselves on her and raped her, and some were gang-raped by several guys.

His girlfriend probably knew that Morita was impotent, so she felt comfortable telling him all this, which excited Morita a lot, and I was excited too.

Morita glanced at me in the rearview mirror and said, "Hey, Mustache, you know your girlfriend's been raped by a lot of guys? What do you think about that?"

I suppressed my erection, glancing at my girlfriend, then laughed and said, "Of course I know. I don't really care. I actually enjoy Vivian being raped by other guys, haha."

Hearing this, my girlfriend playfully grabbed my arm, pretending to punch me hard: "You're such a pervert!" It was ridiculous!

It was fine for my girlfriend to say she was raped by other guys, but I said it and she wanted to hit me!

Morita, seeing us being so affectionate and teasing each other, couldn't help but look at us with envy.

He laughed too and said, "Mustache, you're so lucky. Vivian is beautiful and funny."

Ever since Morita said he was impotent, my girlfriend and I had become much friendlier towards him.

We arrived in Taichung. Since Morita and my girlfriend both had work to do, and I had nowhere else to go, Morita treated me like another design assistant at his company. We went up to the client's office together to present the promotional design. I could only sit quietly and listen to their discussion, occasionally helping them bring out some samples and semi-3D design drawings.

This time, I saw another side of my girlfriend. Usually, when she's with me, she's always so sweet and gentle, sometimes even acting coquettishly, like a cute little girl, and I pamper her.

But when I saw her wearing a dark blue suit skirt, earnestly explaining the design, she was so dignified and professional. Her voice was clear and melodious, and every gesture she made resembled that of a well-mannered and knowledgeable career woman. No wonder Morita admires her so much.

Morita really treated me like an assistant, even giving me a camera to take pictures so he could use them as promotional material for his company later.

That night, Morita invited three senior executives from his clients to dinner, and of course, he invited my girlfriend and me as well.

The three of us sat between the three clients and us. Morita was really good at socializing. When the food was served, he said that we wouldn't talk about business that night, only romance and lighthearted topics, and then he told some explicit jokes, making everyone laugh. Even my girlfriend blushed and laughed along with us, instantly creating a lively atmosphere.

Morita also ordered several bottles of nice red wine and poured for everyone. He was very knowledgeable about wine history and had a great eye for it, talking about the vintage, the country, the grape harvest that year, how sweet or astringent the wine was, and then he urged everyone to drink.

One of the clients, a high-ranking executive surnamed Hong, looked to be around fifty years old and was the most distinguished guest today. He sat next to Morita, and next to him was my girlfriend.

He turned to look at her and suddenly said, "Beautiful women deserve fine wine. Now we have the wine, but unfortunately, we don't have any beautiful women to drink with us."

This guy had already been drooling over my girlfriend's beauty while she was explaining, and now seeing her flushed and tender face after drinking some wine, she looked even more adorable.

"Come on, Vivian, you're the only girl here today, so come and have a drink with the five of us men!"

Damn it! He actually asked my girlfriend to be a hostess!

My girlfriend blushed and glanced at Morita. Morita laughed and said, "Vivia is our designer, being a hostess isn't her profession. Next time you all come to Taipei, I'll find a few hot professional hostesses to keep you company. How about I be the hostess this time?"

Luckily, Morita came to my girlfriend's rescue; he really cares about her! I really misunderstood good people before.

Mr. Hong seemed a little unhappy, and seeing the situation was getting out of hand, Morita laughed again and said, "You know what? My two designers have developed feelings for each other over time, and they're now boyfriend and girlfriend. Although Vivia can't drink with you, we can get them both drunk, haha, put them in the same room tonight, hehehe!"

This made the executive grin from ear to ear.

Although Morita defused the awkward situation, it was tough on my girlfriend and me. They treated us like a newlywed couple, constantly urging us to drink. Luckily, the red wine wasn't very strong, and by the end of the meal, we weren't completely drunk, just a little unsteady on our feet.

The executive from the client company sitting next to my girlfriend, of course, didn't miss the opportunity. When we shook hands and said goodbye after the meal, he immediately grabbed her waist and took the opportunity to grope her from the back of her suit skirt. Damn it! This guy touched my girlfriend's round, soft butt right in front of me!

Fortunately, these guys were also a little tipsy themselves, and they had to negotiate prices and contracts with Morita the next day, so they didn't bother us and went home after the meal.

The hotel wasn't far from the restaurant. The three of us stumbled along the wrong path, but we quickly made it back to the hotel. Morita had rented two rooms, one for himself and one for my girlfriend and me. But when we got to the room, Morita didn't go to his own room; instead, he followed us in.

I could only laugh and say, "Mr. Morita, your room is next door. Haha, you came in with us, want to sleep with us?"

My girlfriend rolled her eyes at me, but she knew I was joking.

Morita laughed too and said, "I want to sleep with you guys. I'm too scared to sleep alone. It's very quiet outside, I'm scared, afraid there are ghosts! There are a lot of ghosts in Taiwan."

Damn it, how could there be ghosts? He's the only one with a lewd look on his face! He looked at Shaoxia and said to me, "I don't have a girlfriend, I need to borrow your girlfriend tonight."

Damn it! Shaoxia is my girlfriend, how can I lend her to you?

Boys are usually very generous; they'll lend you anything. Computers, rooms, cameras—sometimes even their names. (I even lent my name to Sister Xiaofang so she could write "humiliation cards." She's currently writing the first part of chapter eight, not finished yet, so I'll keep borrowing it.) But we can't exactly lend our girlfriends to others, can we?

If we can lend our girlfriends, then some men might go even further and say to me: "Can I borrow your mom and sister for a few days?" Am I supposed to lend my mom and sister to others for free? When we lend things, people don't know how to cherish them and use them carelessly. So if a man borrows my mom and sister, of course he won't know how to treat them with respect and might just take advantage of them. My dad would kill me if that happened.

However, Morita didn't stand on ceremony with me. He put his hand on Shaoxia's shoulder and handed me his camera, saying, "Little Mustache, take some photos of us. Vivian and I haven't taken a picture together yet."

Oh, so that's what he meant by borrowing his girlfriend's camera. Of course, no problem. I took a picture of him and my girlfriend. Everyone was a little drunk, so their faces looked flushed.

"Vivia, here's a cute photo of us. Hey, little mustache, don't be stingy, make sure it's a good shot!"

Morita said, then put his arm around my girlfriend's slender waist, bending down slightly so his bearded face was almost pressed against her soft skin. I took the picture.

"Your mustache is so prickly," my girlfriend said playfully to Morita after I finished taking the photo.

Morita ignored her protest, put his arm around her shoulders, and pushed her towards the bed, saying, "Let's take some pictures in bed, really beautiful ones!"

Heh, Morita wants to sleep with my girlfriend?

My penis involuntarily hardened. I said, "Okay, Kasumi, get in bed."

I was worried about what my girlfriend would think, but after she knew Morita wasn't threatening her, she felt comfortable playing with him, and since she was a little drunk tonight, she happily lay down on the bed.

Damn, my girlfriend was lying on her back, her pretty face as red as an apple. With each breath, her high, firm breasts rose and fell, incredibly alluring.

She was still wearing that suit skirt. Thinking back to today, she'd been wearing it, so poised and professional as she explained the design, but now she was lying on the bed, seemingly at his mercy. No wonder some people are particularly fond of office ladies; perhaps it's a kind of uniform fetish? The thought of a girl in a uniform, letting a guy do whatever he wants to her, is enough to excite me for a while!

Although Morita was impotent, he was obsessed with lust and possessed the innate lewdness typical of Japanese men. Seeing Shaoxia lying on the bed, he quickly lay down beside her, embracing her and saying, "Quick, take a picture like this! Vivian and I are in bed!"

Watching him embrace my girlfriend's slender waist as we lay on the bed, I suddenly imagined myself as the husband who had just returned home and found my girlfriend cheating on me with another man, making me a cuckold! Wow! Just thinking about it is exciting! I don't understand why so many men in the world are afraid of being cuckolded, but I find it exhilarating!

Imagine coming home one day and seeing your beloved girlfriend or wife being held naked in bed by another man, his huge penis thrusting in and out of her tender vagina, making her moan uncontrollably—that feeling would be absolutely amazing!

"This doesn't look right, this doesn't look right! It looks more like it with a blanket!" I laughed at Morita.

My girlfriend laughed too, saying, "Feifei, your girlfriend is going to sleep with her boss, and you're still laughing?"

The blanket completely covered Morita and my girlfriend, only their heads were showing. Damn! It really looked more like it! My girlfriend looked like she was sleeping with Morita! He even struck a pose, like he was kissing my girlfriend.

I took a picture. Morita laughed and said, "If we take the photos back to the company, everyone will believe it's real!"

I saw my girlfriend's suit skirt and a pair of stockinged legs sticking out from under the covers, and said, "It would be even more convincing if all four legs were showing!"

After saying that, I told my girlfriend to take off her stockings and rolled up her suit skirt, revealing two fair and tender thighs. Morita also rolled up his pants, revealing his two thick, fat, and hairy thighs.

They crawled back under the covers, with all four legs exposed outside. Morita's two legs were intertwined with my girlfriend's two tender legs. Although it was supposed to be a game, my girlfriend's tender leg flesh was being pressed and wrapped by his thick and hairy thighs.

Morita laughed gleefully, "Looks like I'm capable of manipulating girls again! Take a few more pictures!"

At this point, Morita was completely wrapped around my girlfriend, pinning her beneath him, and told me to keep taking pictures. My girlfriend protested coquettishly, "Morita-san, you're so lecherous! You've put me in bed with my boyfriend right here!"

Damn, my penis involuntarily swelled again.

Morita and my girlfriend really did become entangled in bed. She was a little drunk, and I couldn't tell if she was genuinely pushing him away or just pretending, but she couldn't get rid of him. She just kept protesting, "Stop! You're touching my private parts! Don't touch me anymore!"

But she wasn't struggling forcefully; she was still playing around with him. I took the opportunity to take a few more pictures.

The three of us played around for a while, and then we were all tired. But Morita really didn't want to sleep in his room, so he lay on the sofa watching TV and fell asleep.

I was exhausted too, so I just took off my clothes and lay down on the bed and fell asleep as well. Maybe because my girlfriend is a girl and likes cleanliness, she went to the bathroom to change and take a shower.

I don't know how much time passed, but I felt my girlfriend's soft body lying next to me. She smelled wonderful after her shower, partly from the shower gel, but mostly from her natural fragrance.

Although I wasn't fully awake, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her on her lips. She obediently opened her mouth, letting my tongue enter her mouth, and we intertwined with each other.

"Mmm... mmm..." My girlfriend was aroused by my kiss, and her whole body writhed.

My hands roamed freely over her thin nightgown, cupping her soft breasts. Her breasts were large; my hands couldn't cover them, so I had to push them up from below. Two tender mounds of flesh bulged out from under her nightgown. I unbuttoned her blouse, and her breasts nearly bounced out. My mouth moved to her breasts, kissing them.

"Mmm...mmm..." My girlfriend arched her chest, letting me kiss her.

My mouth kissed her large breasts, while my hands lifted them up from below.

"Mmm...ah...ah..."

My tongue hooked around her already erect nipple, sucking on it and gently biting it with my teeth.

"Ah..." My girlfriend couldn't resist my teasing and gasped softly.

I pulled her nightgown down over her shoulders, revealing her two beautiful breasts. Even in the darkness, I could feel their full, soft, white flesh; my penis swelled and throbbed forward. I embraced her breasts, burying my face between them.

Wow! So good! If you haven't tried it, you definitely should—bury your face between your girlfriend's breasts. It's not only pleasurable, but it also gives you a sense of security. Perhaps it's like wanting to return to the feeling of a child nestled in their mother's arms, burying their head in her breasts.

Of course, as an adult, you can no longer experience the taste of your mother's breasts. Unless your father agrees to let you suck his wife's breasts again, or you swap wives with your father, each bed at night will have its own unique features. Your penis will be inside your mother's cunt, while your wife's legs will be lifted up and raped by your father. This scenario is quite exciting, but leave it to those who like incest to write about. I would never swap wives with my father. I don't have a particular fondness for incest, but I do enjoy having other men rape the wives of my father and me.

My face was buried in my girlfriend's breasts, and my hands began to grope her body, pulling up her nightgown and caressing her panties until I reached her waistband and pulled them down.

"No... No... Morita-san is still in our room..."

My girlfriend grabbed my hand, preventing me from taking off her panties.

"It's okay, it's okay if he sees, he can only look, he can't do anything, haha!"

I said, then insisted on taking off my girlfriend's panties again. I smelled a bit of alcohol on my girlfriend, and I didn't think she would resist me in this situation.

Sure enough, my girlfriend consciously lifted her buttocks, allowing me to easily pull them off, from her left leg, leaving the panties hanging on her right calf. My hand returned to her inner thigh, and she hurriedly squeezed her legs together. This is probably a girl's natural way of protecting herself, but my thighs and thick waist squeezed between her legs, preventing her from closing them. Then I gently stroked the soft pubic hair covering her private parts with my fingers.

My own pubic hair was messy and unkempt, but my girlfriend's pubic hair was very soft. My fingers slid down her pubic hair and when they touched her vulva, she shuddered and let out a long "ah ah ah" sound.

I'm certainly experienced when it comes to dealing with my girlfriend. I gently pried open her labia with my fingers, counting the layers of tender flesh inside. Before I even counted the third layer, her juices were already flowing out. Wow, my girlfriend is so sensitive! I'd only teased her for a few minutes, and she was already this wet!

I didn't dare tell anyone this secret, afraid that bad guys would find out how easily they could arouse her. They only needed to tease her a few times, and she would obediently submit to their groping!

I rolled over and pinned my girlfriend to the bed, and she quickly pushed me away: "No...no, Morita-san will see, I'll be so ashamed..." Hehe, I thought, wouldn't it be even better if Morita saw? I love letting others see my girlfriend's breasts and private parts!

"But I really want it. Look, my big lazy bird is so hard it hurts. You have to give me a good fuck tonight." I pulled her hand and touched my penis.

My girlfriend slapped my penis and said, "You're just as horny as Morita-san! Okay, okay, I'll help you with my hand." After saying that, she opened her soft palm and gently massaged and rubbed my penis.

Damn, my girlfriend has been with me for so many years, she knows very well how to make me cum. Her hands skillfully held my penis, rubbing it up and down, and gently massaging the glans. I closed my eyes and comfortably enjoyed my girlfriend's gentle palm.

Although my penis was excitedly enjoying her caresses, I closed my eyes, and the strong effects of the alcohol washed over me again. My girlfriend's soft, boneless hands felt wonderful, but they also made me feel hazy and drowsy, and I actually dozed off.

In my hazy state, I only remember my girlfriend gently slapping my penis again: "Useless, you actually fell asleep!" Then she gently and tenderly released my penis and snuggled into my arms to sleep...

"Mmm...you...what are you doing, Morita-san...no...!"

In my sleep, I suddenly felt my girlfriend tremble in panic. There was a large figure beside our bed; I could tell at a glance it was Morita! Damn it, this pervert must know that I had pulled my girlfriend's clothes off under the covers and wanted to peek again! Hmph, I'll wake her up and see what he does then!

Morita's massive figure bent down, leaning over the bed, and reached his hands under the covers. I felt my girlfriend tremble again. Damn it! This guy is so brazenly touching my girlfriend!

"Vivia, you're beautiful, hehe, while your boyfriend's asleep, let me fuck you!"

This Morita, he has no male sexual ability, yet he's always thinking about having sex with women!

Hearing him say that, my girlfriend calmed down and said, "You can't have sex, so even if I wanted to, I couldn't." It seems she's still drunk, actually mocking her boss like that.

"I'm here to sleep with you again." Morita climbed onto the bed.

Luckily, the hotel bed was big, and even with Morita squeezing on, I didn't fall off.

My girlfriend giggled and nudged me, saying, "Feifei... Morita-san wants to sleep with me again."

I mumbled groggily, "Ah... fine, let's sleep... don't bother me... I want to sleep..."

I was really sleepy then. Normally, if I knew a man was going to sleep with my girlfriend, I would be excited, but knowing that Morita was just a "blank slingshot" and couldn't actually have sex, I really couldn't muster any excitement. Plus, I'd drunk quite a bit that night, and the effects of the alcohol were making me especially sleepy.

Morita, however, actually hugged my girlfriend and started teasing her. At first, my girlfriend played around with him, but soon she started moaning and groaning from his touch.

Damn, I just peeled back her tender vulva layer by layer, making her drip with lust, but I fell asleep myself. No wonder Morita's teasing has aroused her again. Besides, she drank quite a bit tonight, so she's not very clear-headed.

"Ugh...no...don't...uh-huh..."

I heard my girlfriend's voice and peeked out a crack in my eyes. Damn it, that incompetent Morita is imitating me, French kissing my girlfriend like that. In the dim light, I could see his tongue burrowing into her little mouth, stirring it around, and leaving a sticky trail when he pulled it out.

Morita rolled over and pinned my girlfriend down. She groaned and pushed him away, saying, "Get away...don't do this to me anymore...you can't have sex...don't bother me anymore..."

Suddenly, she almost screamed. She quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't stop the low moans of "Ugh...ah..."

Damn it, what method did this impotent Morita use to make her react so strongly?

All I heard was Morita chuckling lewdly, "You thought I couldn't have sex? That was all a lie. You and your boyfriend are both incredibly stupid, easily fooled!"

He then pressed his thick body down on my girlfriend a few more times, making hissing sounds.

What?! That damn bastard! Morita claimed to be impotent, but he was lying to us!

A sudden nosebleed felt like it was rushing from my heart to my nostrils—what a feeling! My emotions seemed to swing from one extreme to the other. I used to think Morita was a lecherous guy, always imagining what kind of lewd things he would do to my girlfriend. But today, when he said he couldn't have sex, my heart sank. I felt he couldn't be the target of my scheme to humiliate my girlfriend. Now I know he was lying. He climbed into bed and played around with my girlfriend, then suddenly transformed into a grown man, right there beside me, and actually had sex with her!

"Ah...you...you're so bad...you're lying...ah..."

The girlfriend tried to say something, but couldn't get a complete sentence out. Morita's thick waist pressed her down hard, turning her cries into weak, intermittent pleas for mercy. "Ah...no...not here...ah...Feifei will...ah...wake up...ah..." "

It'll be better if your boyfriend wakes up!"

Morita was a complete pervert. "He gets really excited seeing his girlfriend being fucked by me!"

The girlfriend had originally planned to wake me up to get rid of Morita, but who knew Morita was such a perverted man who enjoyed raping his girlfriend in front of his boyfriend. Damn it! Xiaotian's assistant before probably suffered the same humiliation at Morita's hands, but unfortunately, her boyfriend didn't have the same personality as me, who enjoyed humiliating his girlfriend. Of course, he couldn't stand watching his girlfriend being raped, which is why he broke up with her, and Xiaotian later quit her job. Could it really be like this?

Now it was my girlfriend's turn to grit her teeth, enduring Morita's lewdness and trying not to make a sound, afraid of waking me.

"Haha, I'll fuck you to death!"

Morita's buttocks slammed down hard, making the mattress shake.

"Hehe, fucking you next to your boyfriend is so satisfying!"

"Ah... gently... Morita-san... ah... you can't... break me... ah..."

My girlfriend's delicate protests seemed like an aphrodisiac, making Morita press down on her even harder.

Damn it! He had no mercy at all. Of course, Shaoxia wasn't his girlfriend, so he didn't care. Every thrust was forceful, pressing her legs apart and even touching my body.

He thrust so hard each time, as if he wanted to nail my girlfriend to the bed. Damn, with that kind of force, his penis must have torn her tender hole, probably all the way to her cervix. My girlfriend couldn't take that kind of force!

Sure enough, my girlfriend moaned and groaned, "Ah...too...too deep...ah...no...ah..."

In the dim light, I saw Morita's rough hands gripping my girlfriend's breasts. Damn it, I had just finished "warming up" with my girlfriend, and now this old pervert Morita was enjoying himself!

I don't know if he didn't know how to cherish women, or if he just liked perverted methods too much. He didn't kiss her breasts gently like I did, but instead forcefully kneaded and squeezed her two tender mounds of flesh until they were deformed. Damn it, luckily my girlfriend's two big breasts were real. If they were filled with glue like some big stars, they probably would have been torn by his force.

"Haha, you said today that over 30 men raped you, and now you've added me to the list! Haha!"

Morita continued to torment my girlfriend. Damn it, what does he take my girlfriend, this design assistant, for?

"Ah... I was just kidding... ah..."

My girlfriend sounded like she was about to cry, "Ah... I can't take it... too deep... ah... you've... torn me... ah... I'm done for... ah ah..."

My girlfriend couldn't stand Morita's lewd acts, her whole body trembled a few times, and I knew she had reached orgasm and lost her senses.

"Ah... harder... thrust in... ah... you've squeezed my breasts raw... ah... you've... fucked my little hole... ah... no... I'm done for... ah..."

Morita didn't seem to be particularly skilled, hearing my girlfriend's low moans, his movements became faster and faster, and based on my experience, he was also close to orgasm.

"Vivia, you're so beautiful, I love fucking you, I love fucking you in front of your boyfriend! I'll fuck you to death!"

Suddenly he slammed his ass down, his penis already deep inside my girlfriend, and then it started shaking violently! Damn it, he actually ejaculated inside my girlfriend! And he ejaculated for so long! He probably filled her uterus and vagina with semen!

I was so excited that I almost ejaculated too!

Everything became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

But a week after that business trip, my girlfriend told me she was quitting her job. I guessed that Morita was too lecherous and often harassed her when she returned to the company, which was why she was quitting.

But when I asked her why, the answer was: Xiaotian, the former design assistant, had come back to work, and Morita had given her all the important tasks, leaving his girlfriend with no future at the company.

What was going on? Why did Xiaotian come back to work, and why wasn't she pregnant as rumored? Why did Morita give her all the important tasks?

I never knew the answer to the first question; maybe Xiaotian wasn't pregnant at all, or maybe she had an abortion. We later learned the reason for the second question: Xiaotian had become Morita's girlfriend, and they had even moved into his big house together.

Damn! An old man with a young girl! Morita, that old lecher, is almost old enough to be Xiaotian's father, and yet they've become boyfriend and girlfriend?

Needless to say, I knew it was because Morita, that lecherous bastard, had slept with Xiaotian many times, developed feelings for her over time, or perhaps planted a seed of lust in her and felt too embarrassed to abandon her, that he ended up with her.

Two years later, when I think back on that strange and perverse experience, I find it unbelievable.

We haven't contacted Morita since, and the company seems to have moved from that address. Of course, I don't know if that lecherous boss Morita and Xiaotian are still a couple.

After work, I rode my Yamaha to my girlfriend's company. I felt a little anxious, but at the same time, I had a strange sense of excitement.

My girlfriend had just called me, asking me to come to her company after work to keep her company.

Damn, that's strange. I'm working overtime, so why does she want me to come with her? Is her company haunted? Asking me to sit with her for two or three hours is torture!

My girlfriend is clever, and of course she could tell I was reluctant, so she politely explained that she only needed me to keep her company tonight because it was just her and her boss at the company.

Just her and her boss at the company? Just a lecherous man in his forties and a delicate, beautiful young woman who had recently graduated from university, working overtime together in a small company tonight?

The boss at my girlfriend's company is called Mr. Morita, and he's half Japanese. Apparently, his mother got pregnant by his father when she was young, and after giving birth to him, his father actually married her and they settled down there. So Mr. Morita speaks Japanese, Mandarin, and the local dialect.

He's an interior and shop window designer who started this small business services company over a decade ago. His company originally specialized in finding suitable business locations for foreign (Japanese) companies, designing shopping malls or exhibition layouts for them. In recent years, with the economic downturn and fewer foreign clients, they've even started doing small jobs like private wedding design.

I thought of Morita; his appearance is easy to remember—curly hair and a messy beard. Maybe that's what makes him look like an artist, but I think he looks more like an unemployed thug who preys on women.

I'm not making this up. This guy has that lewd, perverted Japanese trait deep down. I ran into him on the subway once, and he was holding an English version of Playboy, flipping through it with an air of superiority, pulling out pages of naked women, and staring at them with his lewd eyes.

Damn it, my girlfriend is such a beautiful girl, and tonight she's alone with this pervert. Will she be stripped naked like those Playboy prostitutes, her breasts and buttocks exposed for him to feast on?

Damn, just thinking about this makes my dick hard. Damn it, this weird dick of mine gets so excited when I think about my beloved, beautiful girlfriend being violated and molested by other men!

I locked the door and saw the two-story company building. Bright lights were still shining from the large glass windows upstairs, but a "Closed" sign was hanging outside the door downstairs, and only one light was on; the rest were off, making it dimly lit.

I gently pushed the door open; there was no security guard at all. There was a room downstairs filled with equipment commonly used for exhibition setups, such as lighting, sound systems, and backdrops. The door was locked, and the two colleagues who were moving things and driving the car, I think their names were Ashu and Azong, had apparently gone home after work.

The staircase, made of aluminum, was located at the far end of the shop. Each step was open, forming a beautiful spiral that led up to the second floor. No wonder my girlfriend wore dress pants to work; otherwise, climbing that staircase would have given Ah Shu and Ah Zong, the two men downstairs, a good look at her skirt.

I quietly climbed the stairs, and the bright lights from upstairs came into view. I saw two desks. I had been here before and knew that the desk on the right belonged to Ms. Ma, the accountant. The desk had been tidied up, so she must have left work. On the desk on the left were several design sketches and some merchant invoices. This was my girlfriend's workspace, but she wasn't there; she must have gone to the boss's office.

My penis reminded me again, so thick it was practically bursting out of my pants. Damn it, what's so exciting about my girlfriend being in the boss's office? It's just business.

But is it necessary to close the door when discussing business? Closing it is fine, maybe to avoid disturbing others. But everyone else has left work, why close the door?

Could my girlfriend already be being ravished by that pervert Morita? It's hard to say. My girlfriend is always so delicate, and her body is so sensitive. If she encounters an experienced pervert, a few forceful hugs and teasing will make her vagina leak fluid, her whole body will go limp, and she'll be completely at his mercy. Is she already being ravished by Morita in the office right now?

My penis grew increasingly erect, so I bent slightly and slowly approached the glass window of Morita's office. White curtains hung in the window, not closed, but their sides prevented a direct view into the office from the stairwell. I slowly walked towards my girlfriend's desk; from that angle, I should be able to see inside.

My heart pounded, growing faster the closer I got to her desk.

Before my girlfriend joined the company, this desk was occupied by a scene design assistant, my girlfriend, who had graduated from university a year or two ago. Her name was Xiaotian, and true to her name, she was very sweet. She was doing well, with a good salary, but suddenly resigned at the beginning of the year. Morita hired my girlfriend to fill her position.

Xiaotian was doing very well here, so why did she resign?

This mystery needs to be solved to prevent my girlfriend from suffering the same fate. After my girlfriend worked here for a while, Ms. Ma, the accountant sitting across from her, told her that the previous design assistant had resigned because she suddenly became pregnant. A perfectly healthy young woman, pregnant before marriage?

Maybe her boyfriend was careless? But if that's the case, pregnancy is pregnancy, can't they just have a wedding? It's too strange!

I'm wondering, could it be that the child in her belly isn't her boyfriend's? I think the most likely scenario is that this lecherous guy, Morita, took advantage of her working overtime, raped her, and planted his bastard child in her uterus, making her pregnant!

Damn it, Morita is despicable! He's old enough to be someone's father, and he's still raping his subordinates like this!

Now Morita has hired my girlfriend as a design assistant to replace that girl. Isn't her situation very dangerous?

Since Morita was able to get that girl pregnant, it proves that his penis and sperm are very powerful. If he rapes my girlfriend on his desk, his penis might pierce her vagina and go all the way to her cervix, then he might pour billions of his vile sperm into her uterus. With so much semen, he might not only get my girlfriend pregnant, but he might also make her give birth to twins, triplets, or quadruplets.

I walked to my girlfriend's desk. From this angle, I could indeed see what was happening in Morita's office. I took a deep breath.

Don't think I'm not nervous, or that I'm used to seeing other guys humiliating and molesting my girlfriend. That's not the case at all. Every time I see my girlfriend being stripped naked, having her breasts groped, having a strange guy's big penis inserted into her tender vagina, or having a guy ejaculate into her vagina in that lewd way, my heart almost jumps out of my mouth, and I almost get a nosebleed.

So this time, my heart was pounding with excitement, I could hear it myself. I crouched down and looked through the curtains...

Wow, how could this be!

In the office, Morita sat upright in his seat, his girlfriend sitting opposite him, spreading out design sketches on the table and explaining them to him. How could this be?

My girlfriend is so beautiful and alluring, and Morita is so lecherous and obscene, yet... yet nothing has happened! They're even seriously discussing business! Could my girlfriend have already been with him? But it doesn't seem like it; her clothes are still intact.

This... this... now it was my turn to be stunned, my heart filled with mixed feelings. Damn, he even seemed disappointed.

I waited a while longer, but they were still seriously discussing the design sketches, making me a little tired from half-squatting. Helpless, I quietly retreated to the stairs, deliberately knocking a few times, then coughing, before going to Morita's office door and knocking.

I heard Morita say from inside, "Come in, please!"

I went in and greeted him, "Morita-san,

sorry to bother you." When I opened the door, I realized that I might have been overthinking things. It turned out that the air conditioning in the office was quite strong, and Morita, who is a bit overweight (but not very fat), is sensitive to heat, so the air conditioning had to be turned up. That's why he closed the door to talk business with my girlfriend.

When Morita saw me, he was delighted and said, "Ah, ah, don't be so polite. Little Mustache's here, that's great, this big mustache can go now."

He actually stood up, took off his tie, picked up his briefcase, and said, "Your girlfriend is such a pretty girl, working overtime without anyone to keep her company, I was worried about her safety, so it's good that you're here."

I never expected Morita to be so lecherous as I thought, he's actually quite considerate of his female colleagues.

My girlfriend put away her design sketches and went back to her desk. Morita took his briefcase and a box of things, probably items to be sent to the exhibition hall tomorrow.

I helped him carry the box and walked down the stairs with him. He thanked me with "Oh, thank you," the kind of insincere politeness typical of Japanese people.

Before leaving the company, he whispered to me, "Little Hu, you're lucky with your girlfriend's two big breasts."

He was gesturing with his hand in front of my chest as he said "two big breasts." Damn, he was saying my girlfriend's breasts were huge. "I just looked through her shirt, they really are big, they must feel really bouncy."

This guy, turns out he's a lecher!

After seeing off my girlfriend's lecherous boss, only my girlfriend and I were left in the company.

She sat upright at her desk, continuing to work on her design sketches and inputting the necessary materials into the computer. I pulled over Ms. Ma's chair and sat down opposite my girlfriend, watching her work.

Her quiet and focused demeanor gave me a feeling I didn't usually have towards her. She wore a neat white and light blue checkered shirt, clean and beautiful, which accentuated her upper body curves. She looked so dignified and graceful that I couldn't help but ask myself: Is this Shaoxia? Is she the girlfriend who usually nestles in my arms, the one I protect (but I haven't protected her, instead often humiliating her)?

More than an hour passed quickly. My girlfriend seemed to have finished part of her work. She looked up at me, a little apologetically saying, "Oh dear, were you staring at me like that? I'm sorry, did I bore you?"

I didn't answer, just shook my head and smiled. Then I pulled a chair over to her side and wrapped my arms around her waist.

My girlfriend is naturally understanding. Feeling embarrassed that I'd been waiting for her for so long, she reached out her delicate, white hands and hooked them around my neck, saying, "I really need you to keep me company. Morita-san called me into his office and told me to close the door. I was so afraid he might do something to me."

Damn, I thought he might do something to you too. Too bad, maybe he knew I was coming, so he didn't dare do anything to my girlfriend. Otherwise, with his lecherous nature, how could he not be tempted by my cute and pretty girlfriend?

But I still covered for Morita, saying, "Really? He doesn't seem like a lecherous man."

Hehe, if my girlfriend believes me, she'll gradually lower her guard against Morita. Maybe next time I come to keep her company, I'll see her stripped naked and forcibly raped by that old bastard, hehe. (I was practically drooling with anticipation.)

My girlfriend said coquettishly, "Don't you believe me? A-Shu and A-Zong also told me to be careful around Morita-san and try not to be alone with him."

I deliberately retorted, "Aren't you overthinking it? When I opened the door just now, Morita-san was sitting there peacefully. How could he possibly do anything to you?"

My girlfriend pulled my hand and led me into Morita's office, telling me to sit in his chair and saying, "You're Morita-san, so sit here."

Then she sat down opposite me. Like the way she was explaining the design sketches to Morita just now, she said, "That's how I was discussing the design sketches with Morita-san, but his eyes weren't on the sketches, they were on my chest."

Wow, when my girlfriend said that, I looked up and realized that the neckline of her shirt was open (thanks to me, I told her to unbutton two buttons at the top of her shirt when she goes to work), and I could see her two delicate, round breasts inside her shirt, so full they looked like they were about to jump out. I was stunned.

My girlfriend was still explaining to me, "He was just staring at me like that, and I was too embarrassed to cover up, so I just pretended not to notice and kept talking to him about the design drawings."

I sat comfortably in Morita's high-backed executive chair, looking at my girlfriend's fair breasts, my penis hard again in my pants, and said, "His self-control is pretty good. If I were your boss, I wouldn't just look, I would also..."

Before I could finish speaking, I took action. I reached out and squeezed my girlfriend's breasts a few times, almost making her two soft, beautiful breasts spill out of her bra.

My girlfriend, after I touched her breasts, let out a shy, coquettish cry and said, "Don't do this, I'm just worried that Morita-san might suddenly do this..."

Before she could finish speaking, I pulled her close, perhaps too forcefully, and my girlfriend fell into my arms. My hands began to wander and rub her breasts. Although she tried to break free, I knew how to tease her, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. I kissed her hard on the lips while unbuttoning her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, so I could directly touch her soft bra and enjoy the softness of her two round, large breasts inside.

With great difficulty, she managed to break free from my mouth, panting, "No...no...this is Morita-san's office."

The more my girlfriend struggled, the more excited I became. I thought to myself, this is Morita's office. My girlfriend had just told me to pretend to be Morita; now I'm going to have my way with this delicate and beautiful girl. So I continued to use my "Lushan claws" on my girlfriend.

Her face flushed red, and she cried out, "How could you do this..." while trying to break free from my embrace.

She couldn't break free from my embrace; instead, her hair, which had been tied up, came loose and fell down, releasing a lovely, youthful fragrance that intensified my desire. I pushed her down onto Morita's desk, unbuttoned her shirt, and grabbed her large breasts, bra and all, kneading them up and down and side to side.

My fingers touched her smooth, soft skin. I flipped her bra up, revealing my girlfriend's two plump, white breasts. Her light-colored nipples were already erect and red from my teasing, and my hands pinched and rubbed her elastic breasts.

My girlfriend grabbed my hand in a panic, trying to stop me from violating her further. She said urgently, "You bad pig, not here! Someone will see us through the window... Are you crazy?... Don't do this..." It

was only then that I noticed a huge glass window in Morita's office. It was about two feet from the ceiling and only reached below my knees. The large window I had seen downstairs was this one. From my angle, I could almost see the road below, and there were other buildings on the other side of the road. If I were to hold my girlfriend down on the desk like this, someone would really see us.

But this only excited me more. I love it when my girlfriend exposes her buttocks and breasts to other men for them to voyeurize. So, ignoring her objections, I ripped open her shirt and pulled down her bra, revealing her large breasts swaying in the air.

Seeing my intense lust, and realizing she couldn't stop my advances, my girlfriend begged, "Good slut, turn off the light... and I'll give it to you..."

Although I enjoy exposing her to others, this is an office, and it's easy for people across the street to see what's happening in the office. If someone takes pictures of us making love in the office and posts them online, we'll be ruined. They might even use the photos to blackmail me into giving her up, letting them treat her like a free prostitute and ravage her. That would be even worse.

I reached out and turned off the light, plunging the office into darkness. The night and streetlights from outside shone in, creating a sense of exposure. Even better, this way, it would be less likely for others to see us, and it would satisfy my penchant for exposing my girlfriend.

My hands began to caress and knead her large breasts. Seeing that I had obediently turned off the light, she stopped struggling. She pretended to push me away, but her breasts remained under my touch, making her heart race with embarrassment. I could hear her pounding heartbeat, and she was panting softly.

I knew she was aroused, so I reached out and unbuttoned her trousers, taking them off. The crotch of her panties was already wet and somewhat transparent. My fingers skillfully touched them, and I pushed her panties to the left, slipping my fingers into the crevice of her vagina.

My girlfriend gasped, "Ah...you...you bad guy...knowing what I'm most afraid of...you still do this to me...ah..."

She tried to squeeze her legs together, but my hands had already occupied that important area between her legs, and my fingers continued to attack. My girlfriend was so weak from my play that she lay limply on Morita's desk. I took the opportunity to take off her trousers and underwear, leaving her in only an open shirt and a torn bra.

I straightened up and saw my girlfriend lying on the desk, her body shapely and curvaceous. Suddenly, I imagined myself as Morita, and my girlfriend was about to be violated by him. Just thinking about it made my penis instantly swell to several times its normal size. I quickly pulled down my pants, released my thick cannon, and rubbed it against my girlfriend's mons pubis.

I chuckled lewdly and said, "Xia, were you scared that Morita-san would press you down on the desk like this and ravish you?"

My girlfriend groaned and said, "I was just afraid he was lecherous... If you hadn't come... he might have... done me..."

"What did he do to you? Is that what he said?"

I said, rubbing my thick glans against her tender vulva, making my girlfriend tremble all over, and her juices flowed out, making her vulva even more slippery.

"Um...no...he won't be as gentle as you are...I'm afraid he'll force himself on me..."

"Is that so?"

When my girlfriend said she was afraid Morita would force himself on her, I was actually very excited. I immediately imagined that burly guy Morita pressing my girlfriend down on the table and raping her. I suddenly lifted my girlfriend's two smooth and slender thighs and thrust my thick penis straight into her vagina, even inserting it to the deepest part of her tender hole, making her scream "Ahhh!" I said to her, "Is this how Morita rapes you?"

"No...humph...no...Morita-san...I already have a boyfriend...no..."

My girlfriend moaned as she writhed in pleasure, her hands gripping the desk tightly.

My girlfriend knows I want to play role-playing games with her. We often play these kinds of games; sometimes we play doctors and nurses, sometimes police and thieves, sometimes adulterous lovers and mistresses.

Once we even played teacher and student, but my sister saw us. She didn't know what we were playing and actually said she wanted to be a student with my girlfriend! Haha, of course we didn't continue that time, because our plan was for the lecherous teacher to rape the pretty female student. I couldn't very well rape my sister like my girlfriend did, could I?

Anyway, my girlfriend and I often play role-playing games, and this time she played along, pretending to be really raped by her boss, Morita.

I grinned lewdly at my girlfriend and said in a tone similar to Morita's, "Hehe, you're here to be my design assistant, so of course you have to give me a good time. My old assistant, Xiaotian, got pregnant by me too."

As I spoke, I kept thrusting my big cock into my girlfriend's vagina.

My girlfriend moaned, "...No...don't do this to me...ah...I'm just a design assistant...what do you take me for...if you want to do this, go hire a prostitute...I'm not a prostitute...ah...stop it...Morita-san...my boyfriend is coming soon..."

I chuckled lewdly, "It'll be even better when your boyfriend comes, let him see how I rape you."

"Ah...you're such a pervert...you're going to rape me in front of my boyfriend...ah...he'll be so angry..." (I won't be angry!) My girlfriend continued to moan as I played with her, "What will I do if he doesn't want me anymore..."

"If he doesn't want you, you can just be my mistress."

I was stimulated by my girlfriend's seductive and lewd behavior, my blood was boiling, and I stirred my thick and hard penis in her tender hole, making her smacking sounds.

"Ah... I won't be your concubine... You're so perverted... You even raped me. What if I become your concubine... and you take me out to be gang-raped by your friends... Ah..."

My girlfriend cried out lewdly as I fucked her. When I heard her say the word "gang-rape," her vagina suddenly convulsed violently, sucking and squeezing my penis, filling my whole body with pleasure. My girlfriend was so dignified just a moment ago, but now she's as alluring as a tempting beauty!

Goodness, what would it be like if my girlfriend really was raped by Morita and then taken by him to be gang-raped by his friends and clients?

My mind raced with excitement, imagining all sorts of things. What if I married my girlfriend and she was still frequently gang-raped by other men? Would my house be filled with scenes of debauchery?

What would my father's reaction be if he saw his beautiful daughter-in-law being raped and humiliated like that? Would he tell me to kick Shaoxia out of the Hu family, or would he join in and rape her with the other men? The thought of my father's penis inside my girlfriend's tender vagina was so lewd, yet incredibly exciting!

And what about my mother? Would those men who gang-raped my girlfriend also target my mother? Although she's over forty, her skin is still delicate, her figure still beautiful, and most importantly, her youthful beauty is still well preserved. No wonder many of my father's friends still drool over her. Given

my mother's beauty, will the swarms of suitors my girlfriend attract also take advantage of her? Maybe they could easily get her into bed, strip her naked, and have several penises take turns thrusting into her vagina. Wouldn't that be incredibly lewd? Would

my sister be horrified if she came home and saw this? Perhaps she wouldn't even have a chance to be horrified before being dragged into a room by a man, her mouth stuffed full of penises from all sides…

Damn, where did my mind go? But for some reason, the thought of my girlfriend being violated, or the thought of all the girls in my family being raped by men, always excites me.

I leaned down, took my girlfriend's nipples into my mouth, and licked her soft breasts and the gradually erect nipples in the middle. She couldn't resist my move at all, and soon her whole body became hot, her breathing turned into gasping, and the semen in her pussy surged out like a river bursting, soaking my cock warm and moist. It was filled with semen and tightly covered by the thin flesh of my girlfriend’s pussy. It was so satisfying that I couldn’t help but rush inside her, making her wet and making sounds.

My girlfriend closed her eyes, enjoying the attack of my big cock on her, thrusting straight into the depths of her pussy again and again. She moaned and groaned, and she shook her white buttocks to cater to me.

I lifted my girlfriend's two beautiful legs, allowing my thick cock to penetrate deeper into her body, drawing out and pulling in her tender labia, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body, already slender and long, with a delicate waist, was now arched up by my actions, making her look pitiful, which only intensified my possessiveness and sense of conquest. So I thrust my cock even more forcefully into her tender hole.

"Ah...good slut...too heavy...you're going to tear me apart...it's all...torn inside...ah...husband...so good...ah...we'll...ah...do this until dawn tonight...okay...ah..."

my girlfriend uttered incoherent yet alluring lewd words. She held me tightly, her fingers digging hard into my back muscles. I knew she was close to climax, so I sped up, thrusting into her like an engine. Sure enough, she screamed, her juices gushing out, her legs swinging wildly in the air.

My girlfriend was done for, but I wasn't. I picked up her soft, delicate body and slowly pushed her towards the window.

My girlfriend snapped out of it and tried to resist, but I had already thrust my huge cock into her tender hole from behind again. She let out a cry, her body going limp again, letting me press her against the large glass window.

"No… good husband… not here… people… will see… ah…" my girlfriend protested.

But her protests only excited me more. Although we had turned off the office lights, the night and lights outside the window could still shine in. If anyone looked up from the road or looked closely at the buildings across the street, they could see my girlfriend and me, two naked worms, entwined together.

"Ah...someone saw us...no...ah...I'm so embarrassed...how am I going to work now...ah...if bad people see us...I'll really be raped...no...ah...um...you bad pig..."

I ignored my girlfriend's protests and started thrusting into her hard, fucking her until she couldn't speak, only able to wiggle her ass to cooperate with my forceful fucking. With each thrust, I pushed my penis into her cervix, making lewd squelching sounds, making my girlfriend tremble all over. She no longer cared about protesting, her body limp as I pushed her to the window, her two breasts flattened against the glass.

I saw that people on the road and in the windows opposite seemed to see us, but they seemed not to believe their eyes.

"Oh...ah...husband...I can't take it anymore...it feels so good...ah...ah...it feels so good...ah...we're making love like this...and those men across the street...they'll all see...it's so embarrassing...ah..."

My girlfriend wanted to enjoy the pleasure of making love with me, but she was also afraid of being seen by others. That nervous feeling made her even more excited.

"Hehe, look at those hooligans on the highway, they all seem to have seen your two big breasts, and they saw your dick being fucked by me. They must really want to sleep with you."

I teased her with dirty words while holding her round and perky buttocks and forcefully thrusting my big dick inside her, making my girlfriend cry out.

"Ah...ah...the thugs saw us...husband, you're so bad...there were so many of them...if I ran into them...ah ah...I'd be dead...they'd...gang rape me...ah..."

My girlfriend uttered these lewd words in a daze, but she wasn't wrong. The thugs were idle all day, always staring at the pretty girls on the street with lustful eyes. When

I was little, my mother and I went to my grandmother's to deliver a holiday gift. At the bus transfer station, we encountered some thugs. As a result, my mother was brazenly harassed by them right in front of me, and she was almost dragged into that dilapidated wooden house next to the station and raped.

So if those thugs really saw my girlfriend's beautiful face and alluring body, they would keep an eye on her, loitering around her company. Who knows, one day when she's going to or from work, they might drag her into an alley, strip her naked, and gang rape her.

Thinking this, my penis grew even thicker, and I thrust faster, pounding into my girlfriend's clitoris, making her feel weak all over. Her white, round buttocks swayed and arched upwards, her vagina welcoming the thrusts of my huge penis.

I fucked my girlfriend until she was moaning and groaning, her juices gushing out. Her tender little hole kept contracting, squeezing my cock until it felt sore and numb. I knew she was about to climax again, and I couldn't help but roar as I thrust my cock deep into her body, ejaculating into her uterus, making her tremble all over.

We both slumped down by the large glass window.

Looking at the towering new Taipei 101 landmark in the distance, I let out a long sigh, enjoying the tranquility and harmony after our intense lovemaking…

My girlfriend's performance at work seemed to have won Morita's appreciation, as she was involved in many design projects. Several times, when I passed by the exhibition venues designed by her company, I saw her confidently directing the decorators. It was hard to believe that my usually gentle and demure girlfriend had transformed into such a professional and capable career woman.

Of course, when she was back with me, she became a sweet and dependent woman again. She often excitedly told me about the satisfaction of completing the venue design, but her brows also betrayed her inner worry and unease.

Hehe, of course I know why she has this conflicted feeling. It's because she's worried that the lecherous Morita might do something to her.

Morita is a really bad guy. Unlike most guys who secretly grope girls, he openly and brazenly makes lewd gestures towards my girlfriend.

For example, one time when I came to his company, I saw my girlfriend working on a design at her desk, and he just plopped down next to her, pointing at the design with one hand as if explaining something to her, while his other hand was on her shoulder. Damn, that day, my girlfriend was wearing a sleeveless shirt, and his hand was directly caressing her soft flesh. His eyes were also sneakily peering into her shirt's chest area.

My girlfriend was too embarrassed to push him away, so she had no choice but to let him harass her. I had to cough twice before he casually stood up and greeted me. Damn, this guy completely disregards me, Shaoxia's boyfriend!

That evening, after dinner, my girlfriend and I were watching TV. I saw her wearing a tank top and shorts, revealing her cute and alluring pink arms and tender legs. I couldn't help but hug her, kissing her lips while caressing her two high, firm breasts.

My girlfriend pushed me away, saying, "I'm so annoyed, I don't have any fun with you anymore."

She sighed and said, "Morita-san has given me many opportunities and praised me for learning quickly, saying I could be promoted to a full-fledged designer within a year, but he likes to grope people. I'm thinking about whether I should quit."

Although I don't like Morita, this guy who doesn't comb his hair or beard, hearing my girlfriend say he groped me, I felt a strange excitement: "How did he grope you? Tell me."

My girlfriend pinched my ear playfully and said, "You're so heartless! I'm happy that my boss groped me!"

Ignoring my girlfriend's protests, I reached out again and suddenly slipped my hand under her vest, touching both of her breasts... He brazenly fondled her large breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples, and chuckled lewdly, saying, "Tell me quickly, did Morita-san grope you like this?" My

girlfriend, breathless from my teasing, struggled and said, "I'm not as lecherous as you! Help! Get away! Ah..."

She finally managed to pull my hand out of her tank top, panting softly, "You're a bad husband, I'm so annoyed, and you still do this to me! Last time I went to a client's place with Morita-san to discuss a design, he took the opportunity to touch my butt on the way, and said my butt was round and bouncy."

Seeing that I was still grinning, she said angrily, "You're still laughing? Your girlfriend's butt was touched by someone else, and you can still laugh?" She then pretended to hit me.

Damn it, that Morita guy is really outrageous! He dared to openly touch my girlfriend's butt while we were walking down the street!

I pretended to be serious and tried to analyze her future for her: "I think you don't want to quit your job, right? It's okay, touching butts is a small matter for Japanese people. Look at those Japanese men in porn, they're all so lecherous."

My girlfriend still frowned and said with a troubled expression, "But Morita-san said there's an important client in central Japan, and he wants me to go there next week."

"Going on a business trip to central Japan isn't bad."

"But it's just the two of us going, I'm afraid..."

Damn, that Morita guy really knows how to arrange things!

Arranging for my young and beautiful girlfriend to go on a business trip to central Japan with him! Damn it, does he want my girlfriend to do design work with him, or to sleep with him?

My girlfriend is rather naive, and her body is very sensitive. She's no match for a cunning and lecherous man like him. If he gets her a few drinks at night and teases her a bit, she might become incredibly aroused, completely disoriented, and even lose track of who her boyfriend is. He might even put her in bed and ravish her all night!

Thinking about this, my penis actually got painfully hard, but I held back and said, "Well...that's really not good. If you're alone with him, what if he...you should quit your job." "

Really quit?" Sure enough

, my girlfriend was reluctant to give up her promising job. She lowered her head and remained silent for a while, then suddenly looked up at me and said, "Can you come with me on a business trip? Then I won't be afraid."

How could that be? My girlfriend came up with this solution! I still have to work; how could I possibly go on a business trip with her?

Seeing my wide eyes, my girlfriend grabbed my hand and said childishly, "Come with me, it's only for two days, you can take time off work to come with me. Okay?"

Looking at her adorable, coquettish expression, I couldn't bear to refuse, so I nodded in agreement.

My girlfriend happily hugged my neck and said, "Honey, you're so good to me, I'll serve you well tonight."

Then she rolled around on the sofa with me, her head burying in my chest, and then continuing to bury itself deeper, her lips already kissing my pajama bottoms. Hehe, my penis can enjoy my girlfriend's wonderful mouth tonight…

I thought Morita would be unhappy that I was going on a business trip with my girlfriend. But he greeted me very warmly: "Little Mustache, welcome to come with me, this big mustache."

Then he turned to my girlfriend and said, "Your boyfriend is really good, he knows how to be considerate of you, you're so lucky!" Haha, his grammar was sometimes a bit off.

He also said that his company would cover all my travel and accommodation expenses this time, and he would even drive my girlfriend and me to Taichung himself.

On the highway, Morita chatted with us, asking how long we had been dating, where we went on dates, and when we planned to get married. He seemed like an elder who cared about us young people, but he still veered into inappropriate topics, asking how long we had been dating before we started making love, whether we had made love in the countryside, and even asking if Shaoxia knew how to moan during sex. Although he laughed it off, it still made my girlfriend blush bright red.

"Mr. Morita, do you know your colleagues say you're a pervert?"

Morita had just made the atmosphere quite relaxed, but his girlfriend unexpectedly said something like that.

"Oh!"

Morita laughed again, "Haha, really? They say I'm a pervert, a creep? I am a pervert, really, I like looking at women's breasts and underwear."

He glanced at his girlfriend in the rearview mirror and said, "When you wear a short skirt to work, I always peek at your underwear. So beautiful, your legs and crotch, so white and beautiful."

Damn it, this stupid Morita! I've never seen a man peek at a woman's underwear and be so stupid as to say it out loud!

"You're so lecherous!" My girlfriend blushed and said coquettishly, "I'm not wearing skirts to work anymore!"

Morita didn't care at all, and continued to laugh lewdly, "Vivia, you're so stingy."

He looked at me in the rearview mirror and said, "I know, Little Mustache, you're afraid that if I go on a business trip with Vivia, you'll take the opportunity to sleep with her, right?"

Who would say something like that so bluntly?

I didn't know how to answer him for a moment, but my girlfriend hugged my arm and said, "Yeah, you're usually so lecherous, I brought my boyfriend along so you won't take advantage of me."

Morita was described as a pervert by my girlfriend, but he wasn't angry at all. He said, "Haha, I know you guys will misunderstand me. Actually, I'll tell you a secret, I was injured before and can't have sex with girls."

This, this was unexpected!

Morita continued, "When I was a teenager, I liked skateboarding. You know what skateboarding is, it's not on land, it's surfing on the sea. I had an accident and was hit on the left side by my friend's skateboard. The doctor said it damaged a nerve. My life is not in danger, but I can't have sex anymore."

So that's what happened! We had a lot of misunderstandings about Morita. I understand now. After being injured in his youth, Morita became impotent. On the surface, he liked reading pornographic books like Playboy and liked to grope my girlfriend, putting his arm around her shoulder, touching her buttocks, and even peeking at her underwear. But this was just a way for him to hide his impotence and deliberately pretend to be a lecherous and sexually capable man in front of others.

I glanced at my girlfriend, and from her eyes, I knew she felt the same way I did.

Seeing that my girlfriend and I remained silent, Morita laughed again and said, "You don't need to pity me. I'm used to it. I don't have a wife, so it's okay for me to look at you girls with lust. I know some girls don't like this, and I'm very sorry if I offend Vivian sometimes."

This time, it was my girlfriend's turn to look at me, her eyes filled with sympathy. She was soft-hearted, and after hearing Morita's words, I knew she had long since forgiven his lewd behavior.

However, I remembered that my girlfriend had worked at Morita's company for over two months. Apart from some groping and peeping under her skirt, Morita hadn't bullied or sexually assaulted her. It was all because Morita's image was so lewd that we imagined him as a very lecherous monster, which led to our misunderstanding.

I wonder if Xiaotian, the former design assistant, also resigned because of our misunderstanding of Morita? More likely, after Xiaotian became pregnant, her boyfriend mistakenly thought it was Morita, this seemingly lecherous man, who was behind it all, leading to their breakup, and then Xiaotian resigned.

It seems the mystery of this assistant's resignation has been solved.

Believe me, this scoundrel has become like Kindaichi Ichiji (Kindaichi Ichiji's younger brother), haha!

However, although Morita is impotent, his lechery remains undiminished. He continued to ask us how many times a week we have sex? What positions do we use? Is it missionary or woman-on-top? Is it front penetration or rear penetration? If it were anyone else, we would have already turned on him, but he's my girlfriend's boss and impotent. He's just good at talking, so I chatted with him.

This time, my girlfriend wasn't as shy as before; instead, she teased him, saying, "Mr. Morita, you can't even have sex, so asking these questions is useless!"

Morita, shameless as ever, said, "It's useful, very useful. My penis may be impotent, but my mind is! I can imagine what it's like when you're having sex. Haha, in my mind, you're completely naked!" My girlfriend blushed deeply.

Seeing Shaoxia's shy expression, Morita continued to tease her, asking her what age she had her first time having sex with a boy. His girlfriend knew he was joking but didn't seem to mean any harm. Seeing me chatting with him, she joined in, playfully saying that her first time was when she was eighteen, carried into a room by her father's friend and done with him.

As she spoke, she winked at me, letting me know she was just making things up, not telling the truth. But hearing her say that, my penis actually doubled in size! Damn! My girlfriend was already very beautiful at a young age; it's not surprising that her father's friend was lusting after her.

Morita gave her a thumbs-up, praising her: "Amazing! So young!" Seeing his lewd expression, damn it!

The car was on the highway, but he wasn't driving fast. Instead, he talked a lot of lewd things. He continued to ask his girlfriend how many boyfriends she had had. Shaoxia casually answered that she had 12. He then asked how many men she had slept with, and she said 20.

Morita asked her curiously why she only had 12 boyfriends but had slept with 20 men. His girlfriend said that besides boyfriends, there were also teachers, classmates, seniors, and colleagues.

Damn, my dick got hard again after hearing that.

Morita asked her if she had sex willingly or was forced. His girlfriend laughed and said that all 20 men had slept with her willingly. If it was forced, there were many more, too many to count, probably more than 30. Some drugged or got her drunk before getting her into bed, some forced themselves on her and raped her, and some were gang-raped by several men.

My girlfriend probably knew Morita was impotent, so she felt comfortable telling him all this, which excited Morita and me alike.

Morita looked at me in the rearview mirror and said, "Hey, mustache, you know your girlfriend has been raped by many men? What do you think about that?"

I suppressed my erection, glanced at my girlfriend, and then laughed, "Of course I know. I don't really think about it. I actually enjoy Vivian being raped by other men, haha."

Hearing this, my girlfriend playfully grabbed my arm and pretended to hit me hard, saying, "You're such a pervert!" It was outrageous!

My girlfriend said it was okay when she said she was raped by other men, but when I said it, she wanted to hit me!

Morita, seeing us being so intimate and teasing each other, couldn't help but look at us with envy.

He laughed and said, "Little Mustache, you're so lucky. Vivian is beautiful and witty."

Ever since Morita said he was impotent, my girlfriend and I have been much friendlier to him.

We came to Taichung, and since Morita and my girlfriend had to work and I had nowhere else to go, Morita treated me like another design assistant at his company, and we went up to the client's company together to present the promotional design. I could only sit quietly to the side and listen to their discussion, occasionally helping them bring out some samples and semi-3D design drawings.

This time, I saw another side of my girlfriend. Usually, when she's with me, she's always so sweet and gentle, sometimes even acting coquettishly, like a cute little girl, and I pamper her in every way.

But when I saw her wearing a dark blue suit dress, earnestly explaining the design drawings, she was so dignified and professional. Her voice was clear and pleasant, and every gesture she made resembled that of a well-mannered and knowledgeable career woman. No wonder Morita admired her so much.

Morita really treated me like an assistant, even giving me a camera to take pictures so he could use them as promotional material for his company later.

That evening, Morita invited three senior executives from his clients to dinner, and of course, he invited my girlfriend and me as well.

The three of us sat between the three clients and ourselves. Morita was a master of social graces. When the food started, he announced that tonight we wouldn't discuss business, only romance and lighthearted topics. He then cracked some rather suggestive jokes, making everyone laugh heartily. Even my girlfriend blushed and laughed along with us, instantly creating a lively atmosphere.

Morita also ordered several bottles of nice red wine and poured for everyone. He was very knowledgeable about wine history and history, talking about vintages, countries, the grape harvest that year, and whether the wines were sweet or astringent. After explaining, he urged everyone to drink.

One of the guests, a high-ranking executive surnamed Hong, who looked to be around fifty years old, was the most distinguished guest that day. He sat next to Morita, and next to him was my girlfriend.

He turned to look at her and suddenly said, "Beautiful women deserve fine wine. Now we have the wine, but unfortunately, there aren't any beautiful women

to drink with." This guy, he was already drooling over my girlfriend's beauty while she was explaining, and now seeing her flushed and rosy face after a few drinks, she looked even more adorable.

"Come on, Vivian, you're the only girl here today, so come and have a drink with the five of us guys!"

Damn it! He actually wants my girlfriend to be a hostess!

My girlfriend blushed and glanced at Morita. Morita laughed and said, "Vivian is our designer; being a hostess isn't her profession. Next time you all come to Taipei, I'll find some hot professional hostesses to keep you company. How about I be the hostess this time?"

Luckily, Morita came to my girlfriend's rescue; he really cares about her! I really misunderstood a good person before.

Mr. Hong seemed rather unhappy. Sensing the situation was turning sour, Morita chuckled and said, "You know what? My two designers have developed feelings for each other over time, and they're now boyfriend and girlfriend. Vivian can't drink with you, but we can get them both drunk, haha, we'll put them in the same room tonight, hehehe!"

This made the executive grin from ear to ear.

While Morita had defused the awkward situation, it was tough on my girlfriend and me. They treated us like a newlywed couple, constantly urging us to drink. Luckily, the red wine wasn't very strong, and by the end of the meal, we weren't completely drunk, just a little unsteady on our feet.

The executive sitting next to my girlfriend, of course, didn't miss the opportunity. As we shook hands and said goodbye after dinner, he immediately grabbed her waist and took the opportunity to grope her from behind her suit skirt—damn it! This guy touched my girlfriend's round, soft butt right in front of me!

Fortunately, these guys were also a little tipsy themselves, and they had to negotiate prices and contracts with Morita the next day, so they didn't bother us and went home after dinner.

The hotel wasn't far from the restaurant. The three of us stumbled along the wrong path, but we quickly made it back to the hotel. Morita had rented two rooms, one for himself and one for my girlfriend and me. But when we got to the room, Morita didn't go to his own room; instead, he followed us in.

I could only laugh and say, "Mr. Morita, your room is next door. Haha, you came in with us, want to sleep with us?"

My girlfriend rolled her eyes at me, but she knew I was joking.

Morita laughed too and said, "I want to sleep with you guys. I'm too scared to sleep alone. It's very quiet outside, I'm scared, afraid there are ghosts! There are a lot of ghosts in Taiwan."

Damn it, how could there be ghosts? He's the only one with a lewd look on his face! He looked at Shaoxia and said to me, "I don't have a girlfriend, I need to borrow your girlfriend tonight."

Damn it! Shaoxia is my girlfriend, how can I lend her to you?

Boys are usually very generous; they'll lend you anything. Computers, rooms, cameras—sometimes even their names. (I even lent my name to Sister Xiaofang so she could write "humiliation cards." She's currently writing the first part of chapter eight, not finished yet, so I'll keep borrowing it.) But we can't exactly lend our girlfriends to others, can we?

If we can lend our girlfriends, then some men might go even further and say to me: "Can I borrow your mom and sister for a few days?" Am I supposed to lend my mom and sister to others for free? When we lend things, people don't know how to cherish them and use them carelessly. So if a man borrows my mom and sister, of course he won't know how to treat them with respect and might just take advantage of them. My dad would kill me if that happened.

However, Morita didn't stand on ceremony with me. He put his hand on Shaoxia's shoulder and handed me his camera, saying, "Little Mustache, take some pictures of us. Vivian and I haven't taken any together yet."

Oh, so that's what he meant by borrowing his girlfriend's camera. Of course, no problem. I took a picture of him and my girlfriend. We were all a little drunk, so our faces were flushed.

"Vivian, this is a cute picture of us. Little Mustache, don't be stingy, take a good one!"

Morita said, then put his arm around my girlfriend's slender waist, bending down a little, his bearded face almost pressed against her tender face. I took the picture.

"Your mustache is so prickly," my girlfriend said coquettishly to Morita after I took the picture.

Morita ignored her protests, put his arm around her shoulders, and pushed her towards the bed, saying, "Let's take some pictures in bed, really beautiful ones!"

Haha, Morita wants to sleep with my girlfriend?

My penis involuntarily hardened. I said, "Okay, Kasumi, get in bed."

I was worried about what my girlfriend would think, but after she knew Morita wasn't threatening her, she felt comfortable playing with him. Besides, she was a little drunk tonight, so she happily lay down on the bed.

Damn, my girlfriend lay on her back, her pretty face as red as an apple. With each breath, her high breasts rose and fell, incredibly alluring.

She was still wearing that suit dress. Thinking back to today when she wore this outfit, explaining the design so elegantly and professionally, but now she was lying on the bed, seemingly at his mercy. No wonder some people especially like office ladies; maybe it's a kind of uniform fetish? The thought of a girl in a uniform letting a boy do whatever he wanted to her is exciting!

Morita, though impotent, is a lecherous man with that innate Japanese lustful trait. Seeing Shaoxia lying on the bed, he quickly lay down beside her, embracing her and saying, "Quick, take a picture like this! Vivian and I are in bed!"

Watching him embrace my girlfriend's slender waist as we lay on the bed, I suddenly imagined myself as a husband returning home to find my girlfriend cheating on me with another man, making me a cuckold! Wow! It's so exciting! I don't understand why so many men are afraid of being cuckolded, but I find it exhilarating!

Imagine coming home one day and seeing your beloved girlfriend or wife being held naked in bed by another man, his huge penis thrusting in and out of her tender vagina, making her moan uncontrollably—that feeling would be absolutely amazing!

"This doesn't look right, this doesn't look right! It looks more like it with a blanket!" I laughed at Morita.

My girlfriend laughed too, saying, "Feifei, your girlfriend is going to sleep with her boss, and you're still laughing?"

The blanket completely covered Morita and my girlfriend, only their heads were showing. Damn! It really looked more like it! My girlfriend looked like she was sleeping with Morita! He even struck a pose, like he was kissing my girlfriend.

I took a picture. Morita laughed and said, "If we take the photos back to the company, everyone will believe it's real!"

I saw my girlfriend's suit skirt and a pair of stockinged legs sticking out from under the covers, and said, "It would be even more convincing if all four legs were showing!"

After saying that, I told my girlfriend to take off her stockings and rolled up her suit skirt, revealing two fair and tender thighs. Morita also rolled up his pants, revealing his two thick, fat, and hairy thighs.

They crawled back under the covers, with all four legs exposed outside. Morita's two legs were intertwined with my girlfriend's two tender legs. Although it was supposed to be a game, my girlfriend's tender leg flesh was being pressed and wrapped by his thick and hairy thighs.

Morita laughed gleefully, "Looks like I'm capable of manipulating girls again! Take a few more pictures!"

At this point, Morita was completely wrapped around my girlfriend, pinning her beneath him, and told me to keep taking pictures. My girlfriend protested coquettishly, "Morita-san, you're so lecherous! You've put me in bed with my boyfriend right here!"

Damn, my penis involuntarily swelled again.

Morita and my girlfriend really did become entangled in bed. She was a little drunk, and I couldn't tell if she was genuinely pushing him away or just pretending, but she couldn't get rid of him. She just kept protesting, "Stop! You're touching my private parts! Don't touch me anymore!"

But she wasn't struggling forcefully; she was still playing around with him. I took the opportunity to take a few more pictures.

The three of us played around for a while, and then we were all tired. But Morita really didn't want to sleep in his room, so he lay on the sofa watching TV and fell asleep.

I was exhausted too, so I just took off my clothes and lay down on the bed and fell asleep as well. Maybe because my girlfriend is a girl and likes cleanliness, she went to the bathroom to change and take a shower.

I don't know how much time passed, but I felt my girlfriend's soft body lying next to me. She smelled wonderful after her shower, partly from the shower gel, but mostly from her natural fragrance.

Although I wasn't fully awake, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her on her lips. She obediently opened her mouth, letting my tongue enter her mouth, and we intertwined with each other.

"Mmm... mmm..." My girlfriend was aroused by my kiss, and her whole body writhed.

My hands roamed freely over her thin nightgown, cupping her soft breasts. Her breasts were large; my hands couldn't cover them, so I had to push them up from below. Two tender mounds of flesh bulged out from under her nightgown. I unbuttoned her blouse, and her breasts nearly bounced out. My mouth moved to her breasts, kissing them.

"Mmm...mmm..." My girlfriend arched her chest, letting me kiss her.

My mouth kissed her large breasts, while my hands lifted them up from below.

"Mmm...ah...ah..."

My tongue hooked around her already erect nipple, sucking on it and gently biting it with my teeth.

"Ah..." My girlfriend couldn't resist my teasing and gasped softly.

I pulled her nightgown down over her shoulders, revealing her two beautiful breasts. Even in the darkness, I could feel their full, soft, white flesh; my penis swelled and throbbed forward. I embraced her breasts, burying my face between them.

Wow! So good! If you haven't tried it, you definitely should—bury your face between your girlfriend's breasts. It's not only pleasurable, but it also gives you a sense of security. Perhaps it's like wanting to return to the feeling of a child nestled in their mother's arms, burying their head in her breasts.

Of course, as an adult, you can no longer experience the taste of your mother's breasts. Unless your father agrees to let you suck his wife's breasts again, or you swap wives with your father, each bed at night will have its own unique features. Your penis will be inside your mother's cunt, while your wife's legs will be lifted up and raped by your father. This scenario is quite exciting, but leave it to those who like incest to write about. I would never swap wives with my father. I don't have a particular fondness for incest, but I do enjoy having other men rape the wives of my father and me.

My face was buried in my girlfriend's breasts, and my hands began to grope her body, pulling up her nightgown and caressing her panties until I reached her waistband and pulled them down.

"No... No... Morita-san is still in our room..."

My girlfriend grabbed my hand, preventing me from taking off her panties.

"It's okay, it's okay if he sees, he can only look, he can't do anything, haha!"

I said, then insisted on taking off my girlfriend's panties again. I smelled a bit of alcohol on my girlfriend, and I didn't think she would resist me in this situation.

Sure enough, my girlfriend consciously lifted her buttocks, allowing me to easily pull them off, from her left leg, leaving the panties hanging on her right calf. My hand returned to her inner thigh, and she hurriedly squeezed her legs together. This is probably a girl's natural way of protecting herself, but my thighs and thick waist squeezed between her legs, preventing her from closing them. Then I gently stroked the soft pubic hair covering her private parts with my fingers.

My own pubic hair is a mess, but my girlfriend's is very soft. My fingers slid down her pubic hair, and when they touched her vulva, she shuddered and let out a long moan.

I'm certainly experienced with my girlfriend. I gently and slowly parted her labia with my fingers, counting the layers of tender flesh inside. Before I even counted the third layer, her juices were already flowing out. Amazing! My girlfriend is so sensitive. Just a few minutes of teasing, and she's already this wet!

I dare not tell anyone this secret, afraid that bad guys will find out how easily they can arouse my girlfriend. They only need to tease her a few times, and she'll obediently submit to their lewdness!

I rolled over and pinned my girlfriend to the bed. She quickly pushed me away, saying, "No...no, Morita-san will see, I'll be so embarrassed..." Hehe, I thought to myself, wouldn't it be even better if Morita saw? I love letting others see my girlfriend's breasts and private parts!

"But I really want it, look at my big lazy bird, it's so hard it hurts, you have to give me a good fuck tonight." I pulled her hand and touched my penis.

My girlfriend slapped my penis and said, "You, you're just as horny as Morita-san! Okay, I'll help you with my hand." After saying that, she opened her soft palm and gently massaged and rubbed my penis.

Damn, my girlfriend has been with me for so many years, she already knows how to make me cum. Her hands skillfully held my penis, rubbing it up and down, and gently massaging the glans. I closed my eyes and comfortably enjoyed my girlfriend's gentle palms.

Although my penis was excitedly enjoying her caresses, I closed my eyes, and the strong effects of the alcohol washed over me again. My girlfriend's soft, boneless hands felt wonderful, but they also made me feel hazy and drowsy, and I actually dozed off.

In my hazy state, I only remember my girlfriend gently slapping my penis again: "Useless, you actually fell asleep!" Then she gently and tenderly released my penis and snuggled into my arms to sleep...

"Mmm...you...what are you doing, Morita-san...no...!"

In my sleep, I suddenly felt my girlfriend tremble in panic. There was a large figure beside our bed; I could tell at a glance it was Morita! Damn it, this pervert must know that I had pulled my girlfriend's clothes off under the covers and wanted to peek again! Hmph, I'll wake her up and see what he does then!

Morita's massive figure bent down, leaning over the bed, and reached his hands under the covers. I felt my girlfriend tremble again. Damn it! This guy is so brazenly touching my girlfriend!

"Vivia, you're beautiful, hehe, while your boyfriend's asleep, let me fuck you!"

This Morita, he has no male sexual ability, yet he's always thinking about having sex with women!

Hearing him say that, my girlfriend calmed down and said, "You can't have sex, so even if I wanted to, I couldn't." It seems she's still drunk, actually mocking her boss like that.

"I'm here to sleep with you again." Morita climbed onto the bed.

Luckily, the hotel bed was big, and even with Morita squeezing on, I didn't fall off.

My girlfriend giggled and nudged me, saying, "Feifei... Morita-san wants to sleep with me again."

I mumbled groggily, "Ah... fine, let's sleep... don't bother me... I want to sleep..."

I was really sleepy then. Normally, if I knew a man was going to sleep with my girlfriend, I would be excited, but knowing that Morita was just a "blank slingshot" and couldn't actually have sex, I really couldn't muster any excitement. Plus, I'd drunk quite a bit that night, and the effects of the alcohol were making me especially sleepy.

Morita, however, actually hugged my girlfriend and started teasing her. At first, my girlfriend played around with him, but soon she started moaning and groaning from his touch.

Damn, I just peeled back her tender vulva layer by layer, making her drip with lust, but I fell asleep myself. No wonder Morita's teasing has aroused her again. Besides, she drank quite a bit tonight, so she's not very clear-headed.

"Ugh...no...don't...uh-huh..."

I heard my girlfriend's voice and peeked out a crack in my eyes. Damn it, that incompetent Morita is imitating me, French kissing my girlfriend like that. In the dim light, I could see his tongue burrowing into her little mouth, stirring it around, and leaving a sticky trail when he pulled it out.

Morita rolled over and pinned my girlfriend down. She groaned and pushed him away, saying, "Get away...don't do this to me anymore...you can't have sex...don't bother me anymore..."

Suddenly, she almost screamed. She quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't stop the low moans of "Ugh...ah..."

Damn, what method did this impotent Morita use to make her react so strongly?

I only heard Morita chuckle lewdly and say, "You thought I couldn't have sex? That was all a lie. You and your boyfriend are both very stupid and easily fooled!"

After saying that, he pressed his thick body down on my girlfriend a few more times, making hissing sounds.

What?! Damn it, that bastard! Morita said he was impotent, but he was lying to us!

A nosebleed suddenly felt like it was rushing from my heart to my nostrils—what a feeling! My emotions seemed to swing from one extreme to the other. I used to think Morita was a lecherous guy, always imagining what kind of lewd things he'd do to my girlfriend. But today, when he said he couldn't have sex, my heart sank. I thought he couldn't be the target of my scheme to humiliate my girlfriend. Now I know he was lying. He climbed into bed with my girlfriend, playfully flirting, and then suddenly transformed into a grown man, right there beside me, actually fucking her!

"Ah...you...you're so bad...you're lying...ah..."

The girlfriend tried to say something, but couldn't get a complete sentence out. Morita's thick waist pressed her down hard, turning her cries into weak, intermittent pleas for mercy. "Ah...no...not here...ah...Feifei will...ah...wake up...ah..." "

It'll be better if your boyfriend wakes up!"

Morita was a complete pervert. "He gets really excited seeing his girlfriend being fucked by me!"

The girlfriend had originally planned to wake me up to get rid of Morita, but who knew Morita was such a perverted man who enjoyed raping his girlfriend in front of his boyfriend. Damn it! Xiaotian's assistant before probably suffered the same humiliation at Morita's hands, but unfortunately, her boyfriend didn't have the same personality as me, who enjoyed humiliating his girlfriend. Of course, he couldn't stand watching his girlfriend being raped, which is why he broke up with her, and Xiaotian later quit her job. Could it really be like this?

Now it was my girlfriend's turn to grit her teeth, enduring Morita's lewdness and trying not to make a sound, afraid of waking me.

"Haha, I'll fuck you to death!"

Morita's buttocks slammed down hard, making the mattress shake.

"Hehe, fucking you next to your boyfriend is so satisfying!"

"Ah... gently... Morita-san... ah... you can't... break me... ah..."

My girlfriend's delicate protests seemed like an aphrodisiac, making Morita press down on her even harder.

Damn it! He had no mercy at all. Of course, Shaoxia wasn't his girlfriend, so he didn't care. Every thrust was forceful, pressing her legs apart and even touching my body.

He thrust so hard each time, as if he wanted to nail my girlfriend to the bed. Damn, with that kind of force, his penis must have torn her tender hole, probably all the way to her cervix. My girlfriend couldn't take that kind of force!

Sure enough, my girlfriend moaned and groaned, "Ah...too...too deep...ah...no...ah..."

In the dim light, I saw Morita's rough hands gripping my girlfriend's breasts. Damn it, I had just finished "warming up" with my girlfriend, and now this old pervert Morita was enjoying himself!

I don't know if he didn't know how to cherish women, or if he just liked perverted methods too much. He didn't kiss her breasts gently like I did, but instead forcefully kneaded and squeezed her two tender mounds of flesh until they were deformed. Damn it, luckily my girlfriend's two big breasts were real. If they were filled with glue like some big stars, they probably would have been torn by his force.

"Haha, you said today that over 30 men raped you, and now you've added me to the list! Haha!"

Morita continued to torment my girlfriend. Damn it, what does he take my girlfriend, this design assistant, for?

"Ah... I was just kidding... ah..."

My girlfriend sounded like she was about to cry, "Ah... I can't take it... too deep... ah... you've... torn me... ah... I'm done for... ah ah..."

My girlfriend couldn't stand Morita's lewd acts, her whole body trembled a few times, and I knew she had reached orgasm and lost her senses.

"Ah... harder... thrust in... ah... you've squeezed my breasts raw... ah... you've... fucked my little hole... ah... no... I'm done for... ah..."

Morita didn't seem to be particularly skilled, hearing my girlfriend's low moans, his movements became faster and faster, and based on my experience, he was also close to orgasm.

"Vivia, you're so beautiful, I love fucking you, I love fucking you in front of your boyfriend! I'll fuck you to death!"

Suddenly he slammed his ass down, his penis already deep inside my girlfriend, and then it started shaking violently! Damn it, he actually ejaculated inside my girlfriend! And he ejaculated for so long! He probably filled her uterus and vagina with semen!

I was so excited that I almost ejaculated too!

Everything became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

But a week after that business trip, my girlfriend told me she was quitting her job. I guessed that Morita was too lecherous and often harassed her when she returned to the company, which was why she was quitting.

But when I asked her why, the answer was: Xiaotian, the former design assistant, had come back to work, and Morita had given her all the important tasks, leaving his girlfriend with no future at the company.

What was going on? Why did Xiaotian come back to work, and why wasn't she pregnant as rumored? Why did Morita give her all the important tasks?

I never knew the answer to the first question; maybe Xiaotian wasn't pregnant at all, or maybe she had an abortion. We later learned the reason for the second question: Xiaotian had become Morita's girlfriend, and they had even moved into his big house together.

Damn! An old man with a young girl! Morita, that old lecher, is almost old enough to be Xiaotian's father, and yet they've become boyfriend and girlfriend?

Needless to say, I know that it must have been Morita, that lecherous scoundrel, who had slept with Xiaotian many times, developed feelings for her over time, or perhaps he had planted a seed of lust in her and felt too embarrassed to abandon her, which is why he ended up with her.

Two years later, when I think back on that strange and perverse experience, I find it unbelievable.

We haven't contacted Morita since, and the company seems to have moved from that address. Of course, I don't know if that lecherous boss Morita and Xiaotian are still a couple.

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