A woman caught in a dilemma

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On Monday, E still arrived at the company around noon. When he arrived, all the other employees had gone to lunch, and I was the only one in the office eating my boxed lunch. He glanced at me and went into his office. A little while later, he called me to his office and told me to close the door. He sat in his executive chair and told me to come to his side. I was a little embarrassed, my face flushed. I walked over to him, and he pulled me to sit on his lap. I was wearing a business suit skirt, a short skirt that, when I sat down, was almost up to my thighs. I subconsciously pulled the skirt down a bit. He didn't say anything. He put one arm around my waist and touched my breasts with the other. I grabbed his hand and said, "This isn't good. We're in the office. What if someone comes in?" He said, "What are you afraid of? If I don't let them in, they won't dare to come in." As he spoke, he increased the pressure of his touch, saying, "Your breasts are really big." After a while, he shifted his attention to my thighs and continued touching them. He then reached under my skirt and touched my genitals. I was already wet. He also kissed my lips, and I reciprocated.

He touched me for a while, then asked me to come in. He exposed his penis, which was already very thick and hard. He wanted me to kneel in front of him and give him oral sex. I pinched his penis, knelt in front of him, and gave him oral sex. He held my head and thrust in and out, messing up my hair. This went on for about ten minutes before he ejaculated. This time, he didn't ejaculate in my mouth; instead, he pulled out and ejaculated on my face. My face and hair were covered in his semen. After he ejaculated, he rubbed his genitals against my face. I felt a strange sensation; although I didn't reach orgasm, it was still very stimulating.

I cleaned the semen off my face and hair with a tissue, tidied my hair, and then he hugged and touched me for a while. He took a paper bag from his bag and gave it to me. I asked him what it was, and he said it was lingerie he had specially bought for me from Hong Kong yesterday. When I opened it, my face flushed. He had given me very sexy lingerie; the panties were so small they only had one strap—I later learned they were called thongs. There was also a pair of stockings, black fishnet stockings. He said, "Take them home and wear them."

My face flushed, and I quickly straightened my clothes before leaving. When I did, all the company employees had already returned. I hid the paper bag behind my back, too embarrassed to let them see it. After putting my things down, I went to the restroom to wash my face and touch up my makeup.

The company's business mainly involved importing electromechanical products needed in China from overseas. E had excellent connections in both mainland China and Hong Kong, so the company's business wasn't particularly demanding. I later learned why the company's dozen or so employees were mostly women; apparently, the company didn't need anyone to go out and solicit business. Once the boss secured an order, he would simply assign it to an employee to follow up. The employees weren't overworked; they mostly did the socializing, just like me. Besides the order follower, there were two accountants, someone in charge of customs import/export, a receptionist, and a driver. The company's business was quite good, so the benefits were relatively good. I was essentially E's secretary, sitting outside his office. Everyone entering or leaving his office had to pass in front of me. According to his instructions, if anyone came into his office, he wouldn't call out to them, and neither I nor the other employees were allowed to disturb him.

Gradually, I learned that E's wife and children had immigrated to Canada, while he managed the business in China. E had had affairs with almost all the female employees in the company, though everyone tacitly agreed. I often saw female employees entering his office perfectly fine, but leaving blushing, their clothes disheveled, and their makeup ruined. It was common for female employees to be late for work, sometimes even missing the entire day, and no one would question them; they would simply call me to say they had a late social engagement the previous night.

The colleagues in the company generally got along well; they could talk about anything, except two things that were tacitly agreed not to be discussed: their relationship with E and their respective business responsibilities. Everyone focused on their own tasks and didn't pry into each other's affairs. Ironically, I had more information because I was E's secretary; many things were compiled and then I would report to E at a later time.

I would spend every two or three days, or even every one or two weeks, going on a wild night with E in his office, hotel, or his room. Occasionally, I would accompany him to business dinners. He didn't always require my company; these were usually business-related engagements. He would typically bring along the female employee involved in the business, and occasionally I would join them.

The first time I accompanied him to a business dinner was when he took me and another female colleague who was tracking the deal to meet the CEO of a state-owned enterprise in mainland China. The CEO was nearly fifty, and the colleague involved in the deal, let's call her Ms. Liu, was 26 years old, from Northeast China, very tall, almost 170 cm, and beautiful (all the female employees in the company were quite pretty; they were all personally selected by E). She had been with the company for over a year. The four of us first went to a unique restaurant and ate until almost nine o'clock. While eating, E asked me to book a private room at a nightclub. Since I started working as his secretary not long ago, I've been handling almost all these reservations. After dinner, we went to a nightclub together. Ms. Liu and I were both dressed very sexily. E had requirements for his employees; female employees were required to dress sexily when socializing, saying it was to arouse men's emotions. I had just joined the company and didn't have much money, so he paid for all my clothes. He also required that not only my outerwear but also my lingerie be sexy. He gave me several sets of very sexy lingerie, saying that a woman's taste wasn't in her outerwear but in her lingerie. So, my lingerie gradually became very sexy. He also forbade female employees from wearing trousers to work; they had to wear skirts, and the hem had to be above the knee. Luckily, the climate in this southern city is very good, so we could wear skirts all year round. This time, I wore a black spaghetti strap mini-dress, a pair of thongs he gave me, black fishnet stockings, and high-heeled sandals. Ms. Liu wore a denim outfit: a low-cut tank top under her denim jacket, and a very short denim mini-skirt—so short I could see her underwear when she sat down. She wasn't wearing stockings and high-heeled sandals. E wanted to book the nightclub where I used to work as a hostess. I'm generally reluctant to book that place, probably because I'd worked there before and was afraid of running into acquaintances. I called M2 directly and asked her to book a small private room for me.

During dinner, I sensed that Ms. Liu and the client were quite familiar with each other and seemed very close. This client was also familiar with E, so they weren't reserved during dinner or at the nightclub. After we arrived at the nightclub, I was led to a private room by M2. E noticed that M2 and I were quite familiar and specifically asked about our relationship. I introduced M2 to E. This was my first time back at this nightclub since leaving, but this time I was there to spend money. Since we were paired up, we didn't call any hostesses. I accompanied E, and Ms. Liu accompanied the client. We only stayed at the nightclub for two or three hours. E and the client only spent a few minutes drinking and singing to reach an agreement on a few key points of the project. Ms. Liu and I just accompanied them drinking and singing. Ms. Liu actively accompanied the client. During the encounter, E didn't hold back and hugged and touched me. Under his influence, the client gradually loosened up and started touching Ms. Liu's body. Ms. Liu actively cooperated with him.

That time in the private room, E not only touched my breasts, but also put his hand inside my skirt and touched my genitals. I was wearing a thong, and his hand reached under my skirt and touched my genitals. While he was touching me, I secretly glanced at Ms. Liu and the client. I saw Ms. Liu sitting in the client's lap, her arms around his neck. The client had one hand inside her collar touching her breasts, and the other hand was stroking her thigh. They were kissing and being intimate, so they didn't have time to look at us. E pulled me to the restroom in the private room. In the restroom, he asked me to give him oral sex, then lifted my skirt and pushed my thong aside. I held onto the toilet seat, and he fucked me from behind. While he was fucking me, I thought of the time I masturbated a client in the restroom of the private room. I quickly orgasmed, and he ejaculated inside me during my orgasm. When we came out after we tidied up, we saw Ms. Liu straddling the client, the two of them tightly embracing, and the client's hands were roaming over her body. Not long after we came out, they went into the restroom. In the private room, E and I were singing together, embracing. Then M2 came in; she was there to toast E. E, without any hesitation, acted like an old friend, pulling her into his arms, kissing her on the cheek, and stroking her ample buttocks. M2 didn't resist, responding to him, only jokingly calling out to me, "Look how naughty your husband is!" I glared at her, while E laughed heartily. Then the manager came in to toast. The manager knew me; she was also close to E. E was a regular customer; I was recommended to E by the manager. When the manager toasted, she asked E if my recommendation was good. E, with one arm around M2 and the other around me, said, "Not bad, not bad, both of them are good." The manager, M2, and E left after a playful, affectionate exchange. E, still embracing me, said, "Your classmate is quite something." I asked her, "Why didn't you request her table before?" E said he hadn't noticed before.

Miss Liu and the client came out of the restroom hand in hand, her face flushed. I knew what they had done in the restroom.

After leaving the nightclub, E drove the client to the hotel entrance. After parking, E took a leather bag from the car and gave it to Miss Liu, telling her to take it and escort the client back to his room. Then we drove away, and I stupidly asked E, "Aren't you waiting for Miss Liu?"

E didn't take me back to my dorm; instead, he took me to his apartment. After we got in, he immediately lay down on the bed and told me to take a shower first. While I was showering, he came in naked. I helped him shower, while his hands groped my body. He carried me to the bed, spread my legs, and kissed my genitals. The intense stimulation made me wet and moan loudly. He turned me over and made me kneel on the bed. I thought he was going to do it from behind, but to my surprise, after wetting his genitals with my fluids, he inserted them into my anus. I shouted, "You've got it wrong, not there!" But he said, "Today I'm going to fuck you here." He forcefully penetrated my anus while talking and started thrusting. I felt a swelling, a urge to defecate, and it was my first time being penetrated there by a man. I cried out, not from excitement, but from pain. He was excited, saying how tight it was while thrusting. He ejaculated shortly after, inside my anus. When he pulled out, my anus felt burning. I collapsed on the bed, too weak to clean myself. He lay beside me, touching me, asking if I had ever been penetrated there before and how it felt. I said it was my first time, and it hurt and was uncomfortable. He said it was called "gj," and that I would like it in the future. I said I shouldn't do it again, it was uncomfortable.

We lay there talking, and he continued to caress me. I asked him why he was touching me like that in the private room, and how it would be inappropriate for the client to see. He said that as long as men can have fun together, anything is possible. I realized that he was touching me in front of the client to show them, to encourage them to do the same to their female companions—what he called "collusion." I asked him why he didn't hire prostitutes to accompany his clients, but instead had company employees do it. He told me that some clients didn't like prostitutes, and besides, it wasn't appropriate to have outsiders present when discussing business. I asked him if he had also been with Ms. Liu, and he laughed and said, "Of course I have," adding that she was very seductive and would make that client ecstatic tonight.

When I heard him say that, I felt myself getting wet again, and I could feel his erection.

He touched my genitals and sensed my reaction, whispering in my ear, "You're even more seductive than her, I like that."

Then he kissed me hard on the lips, and his fingers began to move inside me. I started moaning again. He continued to swear as his fingers moved, demanding an answer from me. For example, he would tell me who I was with for the first time, how old I was, how many men I had been with, etc., and he would insult me, calling me a slut, a whore, suitable to be fucked by men, suitable to sell myself, etc. During his insults and as his fingers moved, I orgasmed. During the orgasm, I shouted that I was a slut, I was a whore...

The next day before getting up at noon, he did it to me again, ejaculating on my face and genitals. He said he liked seeing his semen on my elegant face, which made him feel very excited. When we arrived at the company together at noon, Ms. Liu had not yet arrived.

His desire was very strong. Sometimes when I delivered documents to his office, he would get interested and touch me, sometimes until I was wet down there. Because my desk was right outside his office door, everyone entering or leaving his office had to pass by me. Many times I saw other female employees go into his office for a long time, and they would often come out blushing. Because I had experience with him in the office, I obviously knew what they did with him in the office. I don't know why, but I felt very excited. Sometimes I would secretly touch my genitals and find them very wet.

Sometimes I hesitate, wondering if I should continue writing. I believe many are upright people who disdain my actions and thoughts. But I also believe there are many others who share my thoughts or behaviors, or at least some similarity. It's just that, as a friend said, I dare to write it down. Perhaps some people see me as a bad woman; let them say what they will. Sometimes I just want to vent, but I hesitate whether I should vent here in this way…

I'm conflicted…

[The End]

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