That Shanghai girl

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Shanghai women are a very distinctive group in this country.

Thinking of the bustling Bund, the rouge and cheongsam… scenes from movies are inextricably linked to this "magic city."

I've been in Shanghai for over two years and

have encountered many types of women, but seemingly Shanghai women are not on my list of conquests, or perhaps I have, but never knew they were from Shanghai… I only remember once, when I first arrived in Shanghai, after a night of revelry at a bar, standing outside the home of a dancer who was quite drunk, I refused her invitation to come upstairs… So, I'm not ashamed. If I really wanted to win over a Shanghai woman, two years ago, I already managed to seduce that woman who was used to being the object of lustful wolves' gazes while glamorous, and then put her in her bed… Due to the company's rapid expansion, I was in charge of recruitment, bringing in a large number of people. The establishment of new departments and the addition of new leadership members made the positions of secretary, logistics, and clerk urgently needed.

So, I interviewed many girls,

born in '88, '89, '90...

Among these applicants, a girl born in '85 was already considered relatively old.

Qing'er was an applicant in the later stages of the recruitment process. She was initially planned to be recruited as the director's secretary, but due to some objective reasons, we asked her to wait for an offer. During this time, she kept contacting me via QQ, trying to strike up conversations about all sorts of things. In my opinion, she just wanted the HR to remember her and wanted to curry favor with the interviewer.

She was a relatively well-behaved Shanghai girl with slightly dark skin.

Her background as a flight attendant made her skilled at communication. Her charming eyes and captivating smile left a good impression on me. She had studied acting and currently did part-time dance performances.

In every way, she was a likable girl. She

didn't have the vanity or pretentious airs often associated with Shanghai girls.

I only had a slight liking for her; I

'd seen too many women, slept with

too many women...

and the glamorous women who entered the company made the male colleagues quite alert, while I had no desire to even strike up a conversation.

I wonder if I'm getting old.

Apparently, she brought me some local specialties from her trip and

wanted to give them to me—and unsurprisingly, she got a job at our company.

So I said, "Let me treat you to dinner..." After meeting, we were naturally familiar with each other. The previous meeting was for an interview; this time, we raised our sake and enjoyed a lively Japanese meal.

Clearly, she was no match for me in our banter and jokes, and naturally admired my eloquence.

I was slightly tipsy,

and slowly, I enjoyed seeing her slightly flushed face with her cute smile.

Just as we were wondering whether to go home after dinner or what,

she teased me about my low alcohol tolerance,

"I really can't drink..."

"Then how do you handle social situations?"

"I'm pretty good at dice~"

"Pfft, I don't believe you!"

This kind of conversation was the perfect setup for the second round.

But I believe she occasionally goes to nightclubs, but not often,

which explains her audacious words.

Okay, I'll have a drink and go home.

We each downed two bottles of sake, feeling a bit dizzy, when we

arrived at a karaoke bar for

just the two of us…

She thoroughly enjoyed the music, admiring my brother's singing, but she also lost quite a bit to me on dice. Soon, three bottles of red wine were gone, mostly hers, without any snacks.

So, when I came back from the restroom,

she was completely swaying.

We stopped singing and just played music. She leaned on my shoulder, seemingly starting to cry. As I comforted her, we kissed without warning.

I felt her desire, but my hands remained still.

"I have to work tomorrow, and your clothes are covered in red wine. Let's go to my place and change," I said, not knowing why I'd said that… She, who always goes to bed early, actually came home with me.

The story begins… At home, she changed and showered, everything perfectly clear to her. When I finished showering and came out, she was already fast asleep in my pajamas… I found a condom, calmly put it aside, and set my alarm… When I took off her clothes, she didn't resist at all, and was even cooperating slightly. Her skin was very good, and girls born in the late 80s definitely have an advantage. Although her breasts weren't big, they felt nice to the touch.

Taking advantage of the remaining alcohol, I sucked on her desperately, and I could only hear her soft moans. Forget about the pleasure, I pulled down her panties with one hand and inserted my fingers directly inside. I moved them back and forth dozens of times. It was very wet inside. My head was facing her genitals so that I could thrust my hand in and out quickly and forcefully. I put my legs next to her head so that my penis could rub against her mouth. At this point, it would be pointless to force it into her mouth, as she would definitely bite me... I quickly put on a condom and inserted it, lifting her legs. At this point, the Shanghai girl's sensations were even stronger. Her moans were weak and rhythmic. Although her eyes were closed, her mouth opened and closed very seductively. Because of the alcohol, I penetrated for a long time, and it wasn't convenient to change positions.

I sped up, and just as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out my penis, ripped off the condom, and prepared to ejaculate on her face. She still had her eyes closed, breathing rapidly, but she didn't know I was about to "fire" at her. Finally… I ejaculated all over her face, a wave of satisfaction and pleasure washing

over me! I wiped her face clean, put on her pajamas, and went to sleep.

A few hours later, after work hours, I woke up to find she was gone. I contacted her, and she said she had gone home early to prepare for work, but I was still confused. She didn't mention anything about sex.

Later, we dated for a while, but never had sex again.

However, for me, winning over a Shanghai woman was a significant and definite milestone.

[The End]

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