I love my CEO

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The CEO was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, but his thinking was clear and organized, and he always saw things incisively, making him extremely persuasive. From

our first meeting, I felt an instant connection with him, and I even poured out my deepest secrets to him.

He listened attentively and sincerely, helping me analyze the problems and clarify the difficulties I'd recently encountered.

We talked for a very long time; the sky outside the McDonald's window suddenly changed from sunrise to night, and all the customers sitting nearby changed. But we were having such a great time that I didn't even realize how long we'd talked.

Perhaps because I'd been sitting for so long, I felt a sharp pain in my lower body, so he kindly drove me back to my rented apartment and said he'd help me find a job.

The CEO was incredibly efficient; the very next day, a well-known women's clothing brand called to invite me for an interview. To make a good impression on the interviewer, I specifically chose my sexiest and most alluring lingerie and wore my most revealing and sheer dress, arriving at the agreed-upon location half an hour early.

Although I was introduced by the CEO, they still meticulously checked my resume and asked me all sorts of professional questions. The interviewers were all lecherous men, but none of them sexually harassed me, which filled me with anticipation for the company. A man's lecherous gaze wasn't a problem for me at all; I'd grown up in that kind of environment.

After a long Q&A session, they decided to appoint me as the Marketing Development Manager, concurrently serving as the CEO's Special Assistant. Turns out, the CEO was the owner of this women's clothing company—no wonder he understood women so well.

Because of my important management position, the CEO personally trained me as a new employee. A whole week of classes from morning till night left my vagina so sore and aching. Luckily, I take good care of my buttocks, and sitting in a chair for a week didn't sacrifice their smooth curves.

The Marketing Development Department was full of beauties, and I, the department manager, was the most beautiful among them. I discovered that their positions were directly proportional to their looks and figures; the girl who was temporarily filling my position was an absolute beauty, almost as beautiful as me.

Our company is already the number one brand in the women's ready-to-wear market, so acquiring new customers is no easy task. However, the CEO helped me devise a perfect plan, allowing me to lead this team of beautiful and intelligent women to promote the company's products to the high-end male buyer market.

As the department manager, I wore sexy uniforms representing the company image with them, and the company dispatched sports cars to take us to the target clients' villas, offices, or other designated locations.

"Hello, I'm Yang Lifang, whom you made an appointment with yesterday. May I demonstrate our company's products now?" I wore a low-cut, backless mini dress, slightly bending forward to reveal a deep cleavage, my pretty face adorned with sweet dimples.

The man in front of me was stunned, his mouth agape, his crotch bulging. I couldn't help but cover my mouth and chuckle, because I knew the company's products were just that beautiful and sexy, and when I wore them, the allure was even greater than the sum of its parts.

"Excuse me, could you please help Lifang carry the dresses upstairs for the display?" I grabbed the man's arm and pressed it tightly against my chest. "There aren't many dresses on display today, but they're so heavy! I can't carry them all by myself—" The man helped me carry a large, light box out of the sports car. There were actually quite a few dresses inside, but our company's designs are very eco-friendly and use minimal fabric, so each dress didn't weigh much.

My small feet, in high heels, walked ahead of him, step by step, climbing the gentle slope and steps in front of the villa.

Although I wasn't showing much, he must have already seen my sexy panties under my skirt, right? These are our company's secret products, not sold to the public; he probably hasn't seen them before, has he?

"You're so strong..." I gently squeezed his arm, my eyes peering through his crotch at the hallway outside. "It's so long here, my legs are so sore. Could you please massage Lifang's thighs before the presentation?" The man slammed his suitcase aside, swept me up in his arms, and rushed towards a room with a huge bed amidst my gasps.

He gently placed me on the bed, lovingly cupped my face, and kissed me passionately.

"Mmm—" I murmured, the seal in my heart breaking. I felt like I was back in the days of my passionate relationship with my ex-boyfriend. Enjoying the man's lips, enjoying the man's tongue, enjoying the man's rudeness, enjoying the man's roughness... His technique was terrible, it hurt so much. But his intense love made up for the lack of action, making my sensitive body tremble uncontrollably, and my vagina secreted fluid… His hand touched my chest, caressing my erect nipples through the thin fabric. His hand was so heavy and hot, squeezing so hard it hurt, but that nostalgic touch filled me with immense pleasure, eagerly anticipating his further caresses… My body was completely limp. Sensitive as I am, I can't resist a man's teasing. Although we had only met for the first time, although I only learned of his existence yesterday, his love for me deeply attracted me… It was like love at first sight, a spark igniting a fire, dry wood meeting a blazing flame… I willingly offered him my perfect body… Of course, I didn't love him. A man's heart isn't so easily won over. But I knew he loved me, was deeply infatuated with me. He's obsessed with my face, my slender neck, my fragrant shoulders, my beautiful breasts, my chest and abdomen, my slender waist, my full hips, my long legs, my small feet… and he'll be obsessed with my pussy… He loves me, and I love the CEO, the company, the clients, and him who buys the company's expensive products.

Although I haven't shown off any other dresses yet, I know he'll definitely become a major client today. The price of this dress I'm wearing is comparable to his luxury villa; even if he doesn't buy any other products, my sales this month have already far exceeded my target.

He loves me deeply, and I love him as a major client. Although I'm not an easily seduced little girl, having never experienced sex since graduation, all I want now is for him to love me, penetrate me, fuck me, and bring me to orgasm, to make me gush with juices, to make me sweat profusely, to make my tight pussy spasm, to make my uterus burst with semen… He pulls down the thin straps of my dress, down to my waist. He frantically tried to unhook my bra, but couldn't manage it. The hard underwire pressed painfully against my chest, so I had to unhook it myself and let him move the bra aside… "Mmm—" Having not been bitten by a man for months, my nipples were even more sensitive, swollen and red as if they might burst with milk at any moment. He suckled at my breasts like a child, thirstily… "Ah—mmm—" I couldn't help but moan and cry out. My long-deprived body wasn't as resilient as I thought; a strong electric shock made my upper body tingle. I felt that from today onwards, I could never live without sex, never live without men… I had to always have a boyfriend… The man passionately sucked on my nipples, licking them until they were itchy, sore, and I wanted them so badly. One of the man's large hands cupped my breast, while the other massaged my smooth, delicate thigh. My small hands kneaded and caressed the exposed breast... "Mmm—mmm—oh—mmm—mmm—" My sweet voice became softer and more seductive, yet clear and not sticky. My ex-boyfriend loved hearing my moans and pleas during sex; he said that just hearing them would make a man aroused, even without seeing me.

The man on top of me loosened his grip slightly, probably because his penis had lifted him up. The hand that had been caressing my thigh moved away, and he quietly unbuckled his belt and pants.

I stole a glance at him; his penis was so high, so very high, it made me so ashamed... His underwear was stuck because of his penis; no matter how hard he pulled, the opening wouldn't go through. Suddenly, he ripped his underwear open, and it fell to the ground along with his outer pants... I felt my face burning even hotter... He was finally coming... I was so looking forward to this love-filled sex!

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