Male colleagues Female colleagues

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I joined the company last year after graduation. There were three women there. The other two were 5-6 years older than me. Although they were well-maintained, I wasn't particularly interested. Sister L was only two years older than me, 165cm tall, shorter than me, and very slim. We were from the same province, and I heard she had studied street dance in college and had a great figure, so I couldn't help but pay more attention to her. Later, I accidentally saw Sister L smoking in the parking area behind the company's first floor

. I also liked smoking, so we went up and smoked together and chatted. After that, I often invited her to smoke with me, and we helped each other with work. We became quite familiar with each other at the company, but we couldn't show it to others for safety reasons. We also often exchanged company gossip.

There was a lot of information asymmetry between the male colleagues' circle and the female colleagues' administrative circle. Over time, I often held her hand when crossing the street, since I'm a man, and she was used to being protected by me.

Besides my job, I'm also the boss's driver, so I have the car keys. One day, after dinner, we said we were sleepy. I suggested we sleep in the car, and she agreed. We split up and sneaked to the underground parking garage, got in the car, turned on the air conditioning, reclined the seats, and lay down to sleep. She fell asleep instantly. My heart was pounding. I looked at her oval face, her shoulder-length short hair parted to the side, her sheer top revealing her black bra, and her hot pants—her thighs were smooth and her calves slender. I really wanted to touch her. I softly called her "sister," but she didn't respond. I slowly moved closer to her; her breathing, mingling with mine, grew heavier. I restrained myself, slowed down, and kissed her chest—it smelled so good. I gave her another light kiss and went back to sleep. With my eyes closed, my mind was filled with images of her chest and calves. About 20 minutes later, she woke up and called me, and we went upstairs to work. She didn't notice anything amiss.

We often ate together, going to places far from the company, queuing up to eat. Besides protecting her when crossing the street, I would sometimes cling to her arm and call her "sister" affectionately.

Three months later, one afternoon after visiting a client together, she said she lived nearby and suggested I come over to her place to enjoy the air conditioning and watch TV, then have dinner before leaving. I agreed; it was the height of summer, unbearably hot.

I thought something was bound to happen today; maybe I could use up the condoms in my wallet.

After walking a few blocks, we reached her apartment complex. She walked ahead as we went upstairs. Today she was wearing a business suit, black high heels, and a black skirt that accentuated her fair legs. She wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt. As we went upstairs, I started fantasizing… We entered the room. The bedroom wasn't large, with a big bed and a TV opposite it. She turned on the air conditioning first, then the TV, and told me to lie down on the bed to watch. I was still a little reserved, after all, it was a girl's bedroom. While I sat there watching TV, she took a nightgown to the bathroom to change. My fantasies intensified; I was determined to have sex with her today.

She wore a pink silk nightgown. My penis was already hard when she came in, and then she lay down on the bed to watch TV. I said I was tired and lay down next to her to watch TV. It was a boring show, and I didn't know how to break the silence.

We chatted aimlessly, and then I couldn't resist anymore—mainly because my little brother had been hard for a long time. I rolled over and pinned her down, grabbed her hand, and kissed her. Her eyes widened, and she started pushing me away, saying, "What are you doing?" I said, "I've liked you for a long time, sister." Then I kissed her again. Her movements became gentler, and I thought to myself, "Isn't this what you wanted?"

At first, she wasn't cooperating, but then slowly her arms wrapped around my neck, and her tongue began to tease mine. I supported myself with one hand and used the other to squeeze her breasts. Her bra was already off. She said, "Be gentle," and I loosened my grip. She freed one hand to unbutton my shirt, slowly unbuttoning my pants. Seeing she couldn't unbutton them all, I quickly pulled them down to my underwear, kissing her face until it was red, and then pulled down her nightgown. Even her underwear was off. "Little slut, wait for your big brother to fuck you." I cursed, and she obediently responded, "Brother, come quick!" I kissed her while squeezing her breasts. Her C-cup breasts felt amazing, and she slowly started moaning softly, moaning with pleasure. My left hand slowly moved down. Her pussy was soaking wet; I figured she hadn't had sex in a long time, so I teased her, continuing to touch her pussy and squeeze her breasts. She slowly couldn't take it anymore and started begging me, "Brother, come in quickly! Brother, fuck me with your cock!" I pulled down my underwear. My cock sprang out, and I held it and rubbed it against her pussy. Her pussy was rosy and wet enough. I slowly entered her, and she moaned with pleasure. I slowly went in; it felt like it had been ages since anyone had entered her. She was soaking wet, and the moment I filled her, she screamed. I moved slowly; her pussy was a little tight, like it hadn't been done in at least six months.

I squeezed her breasts hard with both hands; white skin truly is the standard of sexiness. As I accelerated, her body slowly tensed up, and then she moaned and climaxed. I wasn't even done yet, so I told her to turn over. She obediently got up and knelt, her anus facing me. I slapped her ass and asked, "Brother, is it good?" She said, "Brother, you're the best! Brother, come in quickly!" I thrust in directly. I love doggy style the most. I slowly found the rhythm, my left hand touching her waist. Girls who have done street dance are different; there wasn't an ounce of fat on her waist. My left hand supported her buttocks, and my right hand started slapping her as my penis accelerated. She moaned louder and louder, and I slapped harder and faster. Finally, we both climaxed. She lay limp, and I held her and asked her to give me oral sex. She licked me clean. It was so satisfying. Looking at the time, a full hour had passed. We rested for a while, then got up and went out to eat.

We didn't explicitly say anything; it was fine this way.

A few days later, in the underground parking garage, on top of our company car, we were taking a nap. I thought, since I'd never had car sex before, I kissed her. She leaned over from the next seat and gave me oral sex. After a while, I told her to come up to me. She took off her hot pants, climbed on top of me, and rubbed my penis against her vagina. I thrust in immediately and fucked her for 20 minutes. She came, but I hadn't felt anything yet. It was lunchtime, so I went upstairs.

Sometimes when I went to the bathroom, she would walk back, and I would walk towards the bathroom. If no one was around, I would squeeze her breasts and touch her genitals. The sound of her footsteps approaching in the hallway was incredibly arousing.

On QQ, I said I hadn't had enough, and she said we could continue when I got back from dinner.

At dinner, this slut didn't forget to rub my genitals with her high heels while eating, and my penis instantly became rock hard. After a quick meal, I went back to the company. The company was already dark. Because I had worked overtime at the company on weekends before, I knew the access code. Beep beep beep, beep, the door opened. The dark company was a bit scary at night, but we were both so horny that we didn't turn on the lights. We went straight to the conference room, afraid someone might come back at night and we'd run into them. I entered the meeting room, closed the door, threw down my bag, and pulled her close, kissing her passionately as if I wanted to suck her dry. I rubbed against the table, pressed her down, and started undressing her while kissing her, my impatience palpable. I stripped her naked before kissing her again, squeezing her breasts – oh, that felt amazing! She started moaning. I raised my gun and thrust straight in, the pent-up desire of the afternoon finally released. I slowly pumped, squeezing her breasts, my hand also touching her clitoris. She climaxed quickly, then I had her roll over. I braced myself on the table and entered her from behind – my favorite way, it made her very sensitive. Under my relentless onslaught, she climaxed again. I suggested we go outside, where no one would come. She was already in a daze and nodded.

My penis was still inside her. I slowly moved it out to the office area, where everyone usually worked. Today, my brother was having sex with her here, from behind. I started calling her a slut and spanking her. She was having so much fun, screaming wildly. The whole office echoed with the rhythm of my thrusts and her screams. Then, with a sudden burst of intense thrusting, we both came. I sat down on the office chair and said, "Come on, lick me." She waited, obediently taking my penis in her mouth and licking it clean.

She said she wanted more, and I said, "Can't we go to the bathroom?" It was almost ten o'clock, the whole floor was empty, dark and deserted. We weren't allowed to wear clothes, so we walked naked to the bathroom. I can't imagine how exciting that was.

In the women's restroom, with the light on, it was actually quite scary. I stood facing the mirror while she waited to give me oral sex. After the oral sex, we went to the toilet. She put one foot on the toilet seat, straddling it, and I penetrated her. After about a minute, she trembled, and I knew she had orgasmed again. I said, "Let's go to the mirror. You lie down so we can both see ourselves in the mirror." I wanted to have a final orgasm together; I was exhausted today. In the mirror, she was moaning lewdly, her face showing intense pleasure, varying degrees of intensity. Suddenly, I erupted, thrusting rapidly. She moaned even faster, "Ah, ah, ah, brother, I'm going to orgasm! Brother, ahhh!" The moment she orgasmed, her vagina tightly gripped my penis, contracting. I felt it coming too, and I said I was about to orgasm as well. The speed increased, and her orgasms continued until I ejaculated. After she cleaned me up, we went back to the company naked. Today was truly a perfect day.

Once, I asked when I could have anal sex, and she said next month.

Later, because of a disagreement with another salesperson... It was a very unpleasant argument. She decided to go back to her hometown. Before she left, I helped her pack her luggage. After packing, I started kissing her, carried her to the living room sofa, and fucked her. She was very sensitive and came quickly. We moved to the bathroom, in front of the mirror, and the balcony. It was incredibly pleasurable. I don't remember how many times she came, but I ended up ejaculating in her mouth, and she ate it all. Then we took a taxi to the train station. We sat in the back, she lay on my lap, and I sat directly behind the driver. I slowly unzipped my pants and gestured for her to give me oral sex. She gave me a reproachful look and then obediently gave me oral sex. It felt so good. The driver seemed to notice something, but he couldn't see anything. It was my first time in a taxi, haha, a rare experience.

I was really heartbroken when she left. Damn it. My life... I didn't even make it to next month before she left. Sigh.

Women like this are still the best—skilled, beautiful, with great figures, and capable of anything. At work, no one could tell about our relationship, and neither of us said anything. A pure sex partner is rare. I hate that other salesperson who drove her away. Sigh, good sex partners are hard to find.

A year later, she messaged me on WeChat asking how I was doing and saying she wanted to come visit. I said she was welcome anytime, food and lodging included, and she could stay at my place. She agreed. I said it had been a long time, and she sent a photo—a close-up of her head with her breasts showing. I said she looked even prettier, and my mind started replaying her naked, fair skin beneath me.

I'm waiting for her to come; I wonder if she's gotten even prettier.

[The End]

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