My colleague

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My former colleague, an older woman, was a long-time employee at our company; she's 48 this year.

I noticed her quite early on, by chance. It was when I had just graduated, at a company meeting: I was sitting there taking notes on the leader's instructions, and she arrived late, sitting about two meters away from me. Because it was summer, she was wearing a long skirt, her legs stretched out, and she had pulled the skirt up a bit. I happened to glance at her and saw her fair, slender legs, very beautiful. She just smiled at me and continued taking notes. This left a deep impression on me. But at the time, I was still considered a child by my colleagues, and no one paid any attention.

Something unexpected happened when I was 31, in winter. She was 44. She and my girlfriend were very close, and we treated her like an older sister, willing to talk to her about anything. Once, my girlfriend and I went out, and afterwards we went to eat at a restaurant near her home. My girlfriend suggested she come too, since she was divorced and had nothing to do at home. So she called, and she arrived within minutes. She wore a red cashmere sweater that accentuated her mature, voluptuous figure, a well-proportioned waist, and a slightly protruding belly. She wore brown jeans that highlighted her rounded hips and long, slender legs, exuding the charm of a mature woman. After she sat down, we ordered food. She ordered a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), which surprised me. I'd heard she could hold her liquor, but this seemed a little unsettling. I'd already drunk some. When the liquor arrived, she grabbed two large glasses, one for each of us. We ate in a lively atmosphere. After our meal, my girlfriend suggested we go to karaoke. We went to a karaoke bar I was familiar with and ordered some beer. While we were singing, she needed to use the restroom; I could tell she was a bit drunk. She hadn't returned for a while, and my girlfriend was worried, so she asked me to check on her. When I entered the restroom, I saw her leaning against the wall, vomiting. I quickly went over and patted her back. She kept saying she was okay, she was okay. I helped her back to the private room, sat her down, and quickly got her a glass of water to rinse her mouth. After a while, she calmed down and looked at me gratefully, saying, "I was a bit out of line today, I'm sorry!" The music was very loud, and my girlfriend was singing along, oblivious to what was happening. She was sitting very close to me, almost touching me. She spoke very softly, and when I leaned closer to listen, my lips brushed against hers. She said again, "Excuse me!"

I was a little drunk at the time, and emboldened by the alcohol, I moved my lips towards hers. Unexpectedly, she responded, and when our lips met, I could hardly believe it. Suddenly, she seemed to snap out of it, immediately picking up her songbook and pretending to choose a song, lowering her head even further, and glancing at my girlfriend repeatedly, muttering to me, "Be careful, be careful!" Still emboldened by the alcohol, I whispered to her, "Do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to have dinner with you tonight!" She immediately replied, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Then she immediately moved at least half a meter away from me.

I live very close to her house, only a five-minute walk. The next day after get off work, I figured she was already home, so I quickly called her. She told me to come to her place. I ran there excitedly, because it was the first time I'd been alone with a female colleague who was much older than me, especially in her home. When I got in, I sat down while she washed vegetables. I couldn't resist hugging her waist from behind, and she laughed, saying, "You really scared me!" I asked, "What's wrong?" "Last night, I didn't sleep well at all!" Soon, the food was ready. We ate and chatted, and drank some wine. After dinner, she gave me a cup of tea, and I sat on the sofa watching TV. She finished tidying up and sat down next to me. I naturally put my arm around her, but she resisted, saying, "I'm so much older than you, how could you have such thoughts?" I hugged her even more boldly, kissed her lips, and said, "I just like you!" She half-heartedly complied. After kissing for a while, I pushed her down onto the sofa and kissed her even more passionately. At this point, she started moaning, repeatedly calling my name. I figured it was time, so I started to take off her top, revealing her bra. She pretended to resist, but I unhooked it, and two white mounds appeared before my eyes. I kept licking her nipples, and her moans grew louder, her body writhing. "Oh...oh...please...please...stop!" I knew it was fake, so I licked her even more vigorously. I started to unbuckle her belt and take off her pants, but she covered them with her hands, refusing to let me, and she was very firm. I tried several times, but without success. I knew it wasn't time yet, so I gave up. But she kept pushing against my lower body with her lower body, so I tried to take off her pants again, but she resolutely refused again. We lingered on the sofa for more than two hours like this. We were very tired, so we sat up. Her face was flushed, and she said breathlessly, "Your passion is making me dizzy, I can't take it anymore!" "I just grinned foolishly. So we hugged and kissed again. Her tongue was very strong, constantly swirling in my mouth. My tongue almost got ripped off; it still hurt the next day. It was almost midnight, and I knew nothing would happen that day, and I was really tired, so I said goodbye. The next few days were the same; nothing else happened.

About two weeks later, one day after work, we had dinner together and then went to her house. This time, her reaction was even more intense, but after I took off her pants, she suddenly refused me again. We hugged on the bed, she was on top of me, and we both took off our pants, but she just wouldn't let me penetrate her. She just kept rubbing against the edge of her vulva, and the discomfort was indescribable. She was also moaning incessantly. I tried to force my way in several times, but the angle was wrong, and I couldn't get in no matter what I did. After struggling like this for a long time, we were both exhausted and lay on the bed panting."

Finally, one day, after we finished dinner, she invited me to her house. I had drunk some alcohol that day and was a little tipsy. After I entered, she told me to take a shower. I didn't think much of it at the time, assuming it would be the same as before. After showering, we went into the bedroom, and I was stunned to see her wearing a thin nightgown. She had never worn a nightgown in front of me before. Her white thighs and arms, her prominent breasts, the faint outline of her bra, her flushed face—I stood there, speechless for a long time. We started kissing on the sofa again, this time her moans were even more unrestrained. My penis also started to harden, thrusting hard against her lower body. She sat on my lap, and I took off her bra, licking her breasts vigorously. She cried out, moaning incessantly, "Oh...don't...don't lick anymore, I can't take it...oh my god..." I started to pull down her panties, but strangely, she resisted again, and I couldn't get them off after several attempts. Sigh, just like before! But her moans didn't stop. Suddenly, the phone rang, and she stopped moaning and quickly answered it. It was her ex-husband calling. He talked for a long time without hanging up. I hugged her from behind again, placed her on my lap, and took the opportunity to pull down her panties...oh my god... This time, she didn't resist at all. She even lifted her buttocks to make it easier for me to pull down her panties. Once they were off, I positioned my hard penis against her vulva. She was talking on the phone while lifting her buttocks to help me align them. Before I even started, she suddenly sat down hard. Oh my god, the feeling was absolutely wonderful—tightly enveloped in her vulva, the wet, warm sensation. Her voice trembled as she sat down, talking on the phone. I was enjoying the sensation, while she continued talking on the phone, her voice trembling. I cooperated, thrusting upwards rhythmically. She was almost at her limit. I couldn't hold back any longer and quickly ended the conversation. After hanging up, she immediately got up, and my penis slipped out, but it was all wet. I thought I was done for. But then she turned around, straddled my legs again, and sat down hard on my penis with her vagina facing it. Oh, it felt so good. She started moving up and down wildly, moaning again. Her frenzy was almost too much for me; I was about to ejaculate. I immediately made her stop. I put her on the bed, pressed myself on top of her, and kissed her while rubbing my penis against her vulva. She got anxious, hugging my waist tightly and thrusting forward. This caused my penis to be... She took me in. She was basically actively responding, so I thought I'd just let it go first, and increased the force of my thrusts. After a few thrusts, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back, and I quickly told her I was going to ejaculate. She said, "Just ejaculate inside, it's a safe period now." I finally ejaculated. The feeling was absolutely wonderful. She was still moaning, enjoying the pleasure she'd just had. I lay on top of her for a while to rest, but my penis was still hard. She said, "Get off, rest for a bit." I rolled over, pulled out my penis, still wet with semen and her vaginal fluid. She looked down and said, "How disgusting!" I laughed, "There's your fluid in here too!" She pushed me and said, "Go take a shower!" I went to shower with my penis still erect. After showering, my penis was still hard. She laughed and said, "You're still young, still hard after just finishing!" I went up to her again, kissing her ear, and said, "Again!" "Oh, I can't take it! I'm exhausted!" "But she still responded to my passionate kiss. Finally, my little brother rested. "It's already 11:30, you should go back!" she said. "I want to sleep here!" "Hehe, isn't that enough?" "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning!" She pondered for a moment and agreed. When I went to brush my teeth, she had already made the bed. Because I was a little tired, I covered myself with

the blanket and fell asleep soon after. Around 5 a.m., I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. A little while later, she came out from there, having just finished showering. I closed my eyes, and she stared at me blankly for a while before getting back into bed, her back to me. I took the opportunity to hug her from behind, placing my hands on her firm breasts. She hummed and wiggled her hips, rubbing them against my little brother. My little brother got hard again, and I asked her from behind. Her wiggling became more intense. I simply took off her underwear, and my little brother pressed directly against her buttocks. She laughed and said, "Look carefully, where are you pressing!" She turned around, pressed herself against me, then sat up, grabbed my penis and rubbed it, then guided it to her vagina and sat down forcefully. With a thrust, my penis was swallowed whole again. She bounced up and down, moaning, leaning down to kiss me, biting my tongue, completely frantic. After a while, she rolled over and lifted me back up. I immediately spread her legs, and my penis skillfully slid in. Because we were tired from last night's work, we lasted longer today, and she kept moaning. With each thrust, the splashing sounds were incessant. I felt I was all the way in; the head of my penis seemed to hit a soft wall, and with each hit, she cried out. Only then did I examine her closely: a pale face, flushed, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, slightly furrowed. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her mouth slightly open, and she moaned; her white body, her breasts swaying rhythmically with my thrusts. Her arms were on my shoulders. My arms supported her two jade-like legs. It was like a dream; she, dressed so elegantly during the day, was now moaning beneath me, lost in a blissful trance, beyond belief. What a beautiful morning! My "hehe" sounds, her moans, and the sounds of my thighs slapping against her buttocks blended together like a beautiful morning melody. Finally, we reached our climax, and my semen sprayed all into her vagina. At this moment, she let out a long moan, then, as if recovering from a serious illness, she breathed heavily, lost in her own ecstasy. I lay on top of her, vigorously stirring my penis inside her vagina. After a while, she said, "You're still so young, you're almost killing me. Go get some toilet paper. Hurry!" "Time to go to work."

Not long after that, she remarried, and I transferred to another company and got married too. We only see each other about once every three months. We usually just communicate by text message. Every time we meet, we have sex at her house. Sometimes, if there are people at her house, we'll make love in the car. This has continued until now.

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