Shenzhen female colleague

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I went to work in Shenzhen when I was 20, and during that time I met countless women (Note: I'm not bad looking, but I've gained a bit of weight in recent years, haha). Only that one married woman remains unforgettable. I used to work in a factory. Friends in Shenzhen should know that the male-to-female ratio is 1:7; as long as you're a man with an erection, you're never short of opportunities. This happened at my previous company. Perhaps because the boss wasn't good at management, the staff turnover was extremely high. About six months into my job, the HR department got a new manager, a woman around 30 years old, on the voluptuous side. Because the company wasn't big, several departments were in one large office, and the woman's seat was third from behind mine. She wore a business suit to and from work every day. It was very hot, and I watched her walk past me every day; her skirt tightly hugged her plump buttocks, and her breasts were large. That kind of fleshy look was irresistible to me (I later learned she had a daughter). Since the company had internet access, the office staff would sneak onto QQ when they were bored. I found an opportunity to get her QQ number. We chatted frequently, and needless to say, the content was all nonsense. However, from our conversation, I sensed she was a restless woman. Heh, my chance had come. (Folks, I'm not a seasoned player in the dating game, but I have this intuition.) One night, I was working late, and she came over. I went to her seat and chatted with her. Somehow, the conversation turned to dinner. During the chat, I also noticed her flirtatious gaze and her seductive smile. We sat very close together, facing her computer, my legs touching her fleshy thighs. I figured if she didn't mind and understood my intentions, she was definitely experienced. I kept intentionally or unintentionally nudging her ample breasts with my elbow. Heh, it was a bit naughty, but since she acquiesced, I figured I wasn't going too far. Ladies, don't you think? I asked for her phone number, and she initially refused. Then I suggested treating her to a late-night snack, and she seemed to mumble something, but I didn't quite catch her. As the conversation went on, I lost interest; I couldn't possibly actually squeeze her breasts until they burst. But as she was leaving, she slipped me a small note from my desk. I didn't understand what it meant, but when I opened it, it was her phone number. I was excited—maybe I was a little too hasty. I shut down my computer and followed her out. She walked ahead, and I followed behind—like a pervert stalking a late-night girl, it was really exciting.

We walked to a quiet, deserted area. We walked side-by-side, but didn't dare speak. We went to a restaurant called "Brother's Joy" (maybe it wasn't called that, I can't remember), ordered some food, and started talking, rambling on and on, but I don't remember what we talked about. To be honest, it was my first time with a married woman, and I didn't know what to do next. Although the situation was clear—we were both interested—we needed an excuse to move on. I hadn't figured out how to continue developing the relationship. We finished eating, and suddenly she said, "Let's go back; she lives in the dorm." I was stunned. I had no choice but to turn back. I didn't speak on the way back because I was reflecting on what went wrong. I kept thinking that I was just imagining things. We were close to the dorm now. If we walked any further, my colleagues would see us. At that moment, I mustered my courage and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, let's not go back."

I was so nervous; that sentence practically revealed what I wanted to do. Her reply: "No, I need to go back and rest." I was stunned again. It seemed I had been deluding myself. But I wasn't willing to give up. I escorted her all the way to her dormitory, even running into one or two production line workers along the way. Only after she went upstairs did I finally give up. The next day at work, I ignored her. When she sent me a smiley face on QQ, I sent her a knife in return. We didn't exchange a single word, and the weekend arrived. It was raining that day. Because her husband was in Shenzhen, far from the company, she sent me a message on QQ during the day saying she could go home that night but wanted to treat me to dinner. Hehe, if it weren't for the dinner, I wouldn't have gone; I'd lost face so badly last time (actually, I still hadn't given up). We arrived at the same restaurant, the same process as before. I remember a little about what we talked about this time. The content was quite emotional, discussing our views on male-female relationships. We both agreed that it's okay to be married but still have lovers. Hehe. This was a pretty good excuse, wasn't it? Hope surged within me.

The meal took forever, over two hours. It was late, but there were still buses back to her husband's place. There was a small hotel right next to the restaurant. The rain was pouring down, and neither of us had umbrellas. Standing at the hotel entrance, we chatted some more. Looking at the rain, I told her not to go home; I could get her a room here. She could stay here tonight. She initially disagreed. I changed the subject. We could talk some more, no rush. We'd probably been standing for half an hour, and she couldn't stand it anymore, and neither could she. But the rain didn't stop. Then I offered to get her a room, adding that I'd go back to my dorm to sleep. She didn't say anything. I immediately seized the opportunity, ran into the hotel, and got her a room—I couldn't let her get away with it now.

Once in the room, the situation changed again. She offered to stay with me for a while. She was scared all alone there, and I was thrilled. We sat on the bed together watching TV. Actually, I wasn't really interested in watching that. I touched her hand; it was so soft, probably because she was fleshy. She didn't resist. We finished watching an episode of a TV series. I told her to go take a shower, and I said I had to leave. She got up and looked out the window; the rain was still heavy. She said, "Let's wait a little longer, or we can just sleep here. The bed is big anyway; we can each sleep on one side, as long as we don't move around too much." I said okay, thinking to myself. Got it. Her husband wanted it today, but I'll have to give in. Sigh, men and women are like that; they know what they want but always try to beat around the bush.

She went to shower. Because the room was small, she could only take off her clothes outside; there was no way to put them in the bathroom. She seemed embarrassed, taking off her outer clothes outside and her underwear in the bathroom, then casually throwing them on the bed. Because the bathroom door faced another direction, I couldn't see anything. But looking at her underwear, imagining her naked body just a meter away, without any covering or protection, I was incredibly excited. Listening to the sound of her showering water, I almost couldn't hold back. That's it. She came out wrapped in a towel. "Wow, those breasts are huge." She told me to go to the bathroom for a bit, meaning she needed to get dressed. I said I was going to take a shower anyway, so I agreed. I took off all my clothes in front of her, down to my underwear. My erection looked pretty good, and she seemed to glance at me. But she didn't show much expression; after all, she's an experienced woman. I took off my underwear with my back to her. I took a shower. When I came out wrapped in a towel, she was already dressed. I stood next to her and put on my underwear. My penis was still hard, which was uncomfortable.

We sat side by side on the bed and watched TV for a while, then she said she wanted to sleep. I said I'd watch a little longer. After she had been dozing for more than ten minutes, I couldn't resist anymore. I started making my move. Wherever my hand went, hers went too, always holding my hand down, preventing me from moving, but keeping her eyes half-closed and silent. Actually, I touched her completely; how hypocritical! I pretended to be angry. I shook my hand off and stopped touching her. She still kept her eyes half-closed. After a while, she moved slightly. Her back was to me. I did something naughty again. I opened my palm and touched her plump buttocks. This time she didn't react. So I went a step further. I attacked with both hands at the same time, from top to bottom. When I put my hand inside her, I found she was already wet. I started to take off her clothes. It's hard to take off the clothes of a voluptuous woman lying down if she doesn't cooperate. It took me a long time to get her skirt down, and those pantyhose were really difficult to remove. Her buttocks are big, and I was afraid of tearing them. I had no choice but to put my hand directly inside, stimulating her, making her wetter and wetter. Before long, she couldn't take it anymore and started to cooperate. Then I had sex with her.

After I was done, I went to wash up and said I was going back to my dorm, and asked her to sleep there. She reacted very strongly. She sat up and hugged me, saying not to go, to stay with her. She even said that all men are like that. They don't recognize you afterward. Hehe, I'm really sorry. Actually, I was afraid that my colleagues would see us the next morning, right? I comforted her for a while and then insisted on leaving.

The next morning, we both went to work as usual.

A few months later, she quit her job. We did it again a little over a month after she left, in her rented apartment. She called me then; I was already asleep, but I took a taxi there in the early morning. She said she had just gotten divorced, was lonely, and needed a man. I bought her a large American-made sex toy, considering she had given birth and was less flexible.

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