My female colleague Ellie

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After graduating from university in 2003, I started working for a private company. Life was decent; I worked my way up from the bottom, hoping to achieve my dreams step by step. My girlfriend from university broke up with me because of our different work locations. "It might not be a bad thing," I thought at the time, and I let things take their course. (I won't go into details about my work; I doubt anyone wants to.) In 2005, Ellie joined the company as an office clerk. She was 32 years old, 172 cm tall, of average appearance, but had a good figure—a fairly perky butt and a rather firm bust (later I discovered it was somewhat fake). She was a mother of one. Initially, we worked in adjacent offices. However, a new deputy general manager came in, and Ellie's office was converted for him. She then moved to my office to facilitate handling some of the boss's shady dealings (tax evasion, etc.). What used to be my own office now became shared by the two of us.

At first, I found it very difficult to adjust. When I was alone in one room, I could do whatever I wanted (browse porn sites, watch porn movies, etc.—you all know what I mean, I won't go into details, haha). Having a woman around made things less convenient.

Ellie was a very talkative person, and people often joked with her. Later, for some reason, people in the company started calling us a "golden couple." I wasn't married at the time, and when I heard people say that, I could only smile faintly and had nothing to say. Later, she would bring it up intentionally or unintentionally, but I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her. However, our relationship was still okay, since we worked in the same office.

In July 2005, one of our department leaders was resigning and invited us to dinner that night. At the dinner table, we drank and chatted. Ellie could hold her liquor and drank quite a bit, as could I. After dinner, we insisted on going to a karaoke bar. As the old saying goes, alcohol can easily lead to promiscuity. Since the karaoke bar wasn't very big, there was only one unisex restroom. I went to the restroom, and before I was finished, someone knocked on the door. It was Ellie, telling me to open the door quickly, saying she couldn't hold it in anymore. I thought to myself, this woman is really something else. She only comes when I don't want to; she's really sick. I fastened my belt and opened the door for her. She came in, but I didn't leave. I said to her, "Go ahead and use it, I'll keep an eye on it for you." She laughed and said, "Get out, get out of here!" Later, seeing that she really couldn't hold it in any longer, I went out and closed the door, then said, "I'll keep an eye on it for you outside." She hadn't locked the door from the inside; she was really bold, not afraid I'd come in. After a while, Ellie opened the door and told me the toilet was broken and wouldn't flush, asking me to come in and take a look. I thought, if it can't flush, then don't flush; it's not my own house. Women are really crazy. When I went in, I saw the toilet had flushed. Just as I was looking, Ellie locked the bathroom door, reached out and hugged my neck, her lips pressed against mine,

her tongue darting into my mouth. I was stunned by her sudden action, not knowing where to put my hands. My brain was racing, what should I do? In the end, the alcohol overcame reason, and I started kissing her passionately. Her tongue swirled in my mouth, licking and teasing each other. I started kissing her neck frantically, unbuttoning her shirt and sucking on her nipples. Seeing my frenzied actions, she calmed down a bit (probably thinking of her children, husband, and family). I lifted her skirt, trying to touch her genitals, but she stopped me with her hand, saying, "No, no." She stopped too, and we looked at each other awkwardly. "Let's go to a private room, or they'll be looking for us," Ellie said softly. "Okay, sure." I was quite impressed with myself at that moment; how could I have let her go? Haha. My self-control was pretty good! Back in the private room, we didn't sing a single song, and went home around 11 PM.

The next day at work, we pretended nothing had happened, but it was still a little awkward. A week later, there was a company reshuffle, and Ellie was transferred to the sales department as an office clerk, on a different floor from mine. The subtle atmosphere created by that day gradually faded from memory. One evening around early August, Ellie invited three of us colleagues out for barbecue. Afterwards, she invited me to karaoke. Unable to refuse her invitation, I rode her motorcycle and took her to another karaoke bar (not a large one).

She ordered about ten bottles of Budweiser beer and a lot of snacks, and we started singing. At first, she sang more, and I didn't sing much. Later, she stopped singing. After about an hour, I said, "Let's go, it's getting late, you should go home." She said, "We have to finish our drinks." Actually, I was worried she might drink too much and something bad might happen! I actually regretted what happened that day. So I try to avoid spending too much time together, especially alone.

I said I wanted to leave, but she wouldn't let me, saying I should stay and talk to her. While we were talking, she sat down next to me and placed her hand on my inner thigh. I glanced at it, and she laughed, saying, "What? Afraid I'll seduce you?" "Afraid of what?" I replied. Suddenly, she grabbed my crotch, and I immediately got an erection. (Actually, I don't have much sexual experience; I've only had sex a few times with my college girlfriend, so I'm quite sensitive.) "Stop messing around, let's go home," I said, getting up to put on my clothes. "If you want to leave, go ahead. I'll finish my drink here; don't worry about me!" I looked at her and sat down again, feeling helpless. I don't know if it was the heat or what, but I was sweating profusely. She took a tissue and started wiping me down. While wiping, she sat on my lap and started asking me questions. I initially tried to dodge, but eventually, I couldn't resist (I guess it wasn't just me who couldn't resist, haha). We started kissing right there in the private room. I thought to myself, "Whatever, what's the big deal!" I reached out and touched her breasts with my right hand, only to find that they weren't very big or firm. There's a difference between what I saw (with clothes on) and what I felt (directly) (so don't believe what you see, only what you feel is real, haha). After touching her breasts for a while, my hand started to slip inside her skirt. This time she didn't stop me, and my hand easily reached her panties, white panties. I started to touch her genitals through the panties, and she was already wet with vaginal fluid.

I put my fingers inside. Because I don't have much sexual experience, my hands weren't very skillful, but I could tell that Ellie was very excited, whispering, "Husband, I want you, I want you, ah, ah, I want your cock." I put her on the sofa. Ellie's vagina was very smooth, and the fluid had soaked the sofa. Actually, I couldn't resist either, but I tried my best not to touch her. Seeing that I was using my hand, she said anxiously, "Husband, I want you, hurry, I want your cock, don't use your hand, hurry, it hurts so much!" As she spoke, she pulled down her panties and reached for my penis... My penis was already erect. After Ellie touched my penis, she clearly cried out in excitement and started to use her hand to push my penis into her vagina. I started to thrust forward, and with one forceful thrust, I accidentally inserted it into her anus. Ellie said, "Wrong," and then used her hand to guide my penis towards her vagina. I thrust hard, and it went all the way in. I don't know if Ellie had too little sex or if her husband's penis was too small, but Ellie's vagina was very tight, tightly gripping my penis. To be honest, I hadn't had sex for a long time since breaking up with my college girlfriend, and I guess no one could resist this kind of stimulation.

I started thrusting, without any real technique, just relentlessly thrusting. Each time I fully penetrated, Ellie kept her eyes closed, afraid to moan loudly, "Mmm, mmm, ah, mmm, ah, ah." Since we were in a karaoke room, I probably only thrust about 50 times, for a little over a minute, before ejaculating… I ejaculated for a very long time and a lot!!

I didn't have time to judge whether Ellie had an orgasm; I quickly pulled out and started getting dressed. Ellie also recovered and started dressing herself!! We didn't say a word. After sitting for a while, we paid the bill and left. On the way downstairs, I specifically checked to see if the karaoke staff had seen what happened!! At the karaoke entrance, I said to her, "Think about taking the birth control pill when you get home." She hummed in agreement and went home. Walking home, my mind was still blank, my penis still a little sore—damn, her vagina was really tight.

This was the only time Ellie and I truly had sex. Actually, I didn't pay much attention to her afterward; I was afraid she'd cling to me. Two months later, I heard she had an abortion. I don't know if I got her pregnant, and I couldn't ask her for details. Later, I heard she had an online relationship and went to the south to meet one of her online friends, so she left the company. In 2006, Wei'er entered my life.

[The End]

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