Erotic Stories in the Office

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One midday in early July, under the blazing sun, a group of South Korean clients, introduced by the government, arrived. Before we could discuss much,
it was lunchtime. As the business manager, I had no choice but to treat them to lunch, and we'd talk over drinks
. Damn it, these South Koreans acted like they'd never drunk alcohol before; they were more eager for liquor than their own mothers. You
'd offer them a drink, they'd drink it. Then they'd offer you a drink. They even encouraged each other to drink. They were practically
under the table. Seeing this was getting out of hand, I quickly ended the meeting and took them back to their hotel.

On the way, a few of the older South Koreans couldn't hold back and started making a scene in the car, leaving a mess. It was so damn
annoying .

After dropping them off at their hotel, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, so I took a taxi
back to the office to rest.

As fate would have it, on the stairs, I bumped into Xiao Lan, our business department's archivist. Xiao Lan was the daughter of my former
boss, spoiled since childhood, a typical prickly rose. She was in her early twenties, of average appearance, with a few freckles
on her face , but her eyes had a captivating quality. Despite her young age, she was incredibly flirtatious,
often seen flirting with a group of young bachelors, causing them to fight over her, as if they had all
slept with her. But in front of me, the manager, she played the innocent, pretending to be a virtuous young woman. Actually,
before, I felt that besides her youth and alluring eyes, she didn't have much appeal, and I wasn't
particularly .

Seeing me quite drunk and unsteady on my feet, Xiaolan quickly went ahead to open the office
door for me.

Strange, what's wrong with me today? Maybe it's because my wife has been menstruating these past few days, and I haven't had sex for several days
, plus I drank a bit too much today. Seeing her walking ahead of me, her small but full buttocks swaying back and forth,
I suddenly felt a surge of heat, and my penis immediately became erect, bulging in my pants,
but my gait didn't sway anymore. I followed closely behind her, knowing she was doomed today.

The instant she opened the office door for me, I immediately grabbed her from behind, pulled her into
the office, and closed the door with my heel. I leaned against the door, my hands pressing against her breasts, my erection
plunging into her buttocks, my lips kissing the back of her neck. This series of sudden movements was indeed
swift and unexpected, leaving her completely flustered.

"Manager, you..."

she tried to turn around in a panic.

When people are drunk, their minds are clear, and they become bolder and more agile.

Before she could react and turn around to speak, I used her strength to turn her
body around, wrapping my arms around her arms and upper body. My lips pressed tightly against hers, my tongue
swirling and teasing inside. My hands slipped under her skirt, quickly caressing her smooth,
small buttocks. At the same time, my chest squeezed and kneaded her firm breasts, while my erection
rubbed against her sensitive triangle.

"Ah, no..."

she began to react, twisting her body, trying to break free from my embrace, her lips also trying to escape my passionate kiss.

But I was already ready to unleash my power. Her actions only fueled my desire. "Hmph, this little slut in heat
," I thought angrily. "All those bachelors have gotten you, why won't I? They clearly look down on me because I'm older
." I thought furiously, "I'm going to rape you today, teach you a lesson!"

“Xiao Lan, my little slut, today I’m going to show you what I’m capable of, and make you satisfy me.”

I said, pulling her even tighter, and taking the opportunity to lift her skirt and push her down onto the sofa.

“No! My dad is your friend, we can’t…”

“Your dad will be very happy if he knows I’ve slept with you today and made you his son-in-law. I promise I’ll make you
satisfied.”

Before she could speak again, my whole body was on top of hers, my lips were on hers again,
my tongue entered her mouth to seal her breath, my hands kept rotating and caressing her
breasts that were gradually hardening from my teasing, and my long spear kept exploring her triangle area, looking for
the sensitive spot and the best opportunity to quickly arouse her sexual desire.

At first, she was still writhing on the sofa, trying to throw me off and get up. But, after only a
minute, although she was still writhing, she was no longer trying to break free from me like before. Her body began to
soften, but her breasts became firmer. Her breathing quickened, and her legs began to part, allowing my erect penis to rub against her
sensitive areas.

Haha, the time has come, you little slut in heat. Today I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you.

I quickly climbed off her, rolled up her t-shirt, revealing her firm
breasts .

This little slut in heat wasn't wearing a bra.

To be honest, I hadn't paid much attention to her before, but I hadn't expected her breasts, though not large, to be so
round , smooth, and white—much more elastic than my middle-aged wife's. Her delicate nipples were so red.

I couldn't resist. I pounced on her breasts, sucking hard on one
while stroking the other with my hand.

After alternating several times, this little slut in heat finally couldn't help but cry out, "Ah, ah, ah...
Brother, you're so bad, I can't hold back anymore." She began stroking my head with both hands, her
buttocks, wiggling incessantly.

"Okay, brother will give you a little treat first." With over ten years of experience in sex, I noticed
the damp patches on her panties, knowing this horny little slut was already aroused. I ripped off
the panties that barely covered her petals.

Ha! I never expected that although this horny little slut's face wasn't particularly attractive, her pink petals and
clitoris, paired with smooth pubic hair, looked so harmonious and beautiful beneath her flat, white abdomen.

My eyes gleamed, and I couldn't resist gently stroking her slightly damp petals with one hand, lightly kneading her
pink , while the other hand continued to rotate and stroke her breasts. She closed her eyes slightly,
moaning softly, a trickle of fluid flowing from her petals.

Suddenly, she cried out, "Brother, quick, quick, I'm so uncomfortable, I want it!" Love fluid gushed forth.
It gushed out, wetting my palms.

I knew I couldn't do it to her right away; I had to keep her horny.

"Wait a minute, little slut, I'm going to make you remember that I was the man who made you happiest in your life."

Saying this, I lowered my head, gripped the smooth, thick pubic hair in her triangle area with both hands, and began
to suckle . Her buttocks twisted incessantly, her hands grasping her breasts, and streams of love juice
gushed out from her petals, which I sucked into my mouth. Ah, so refreshing.

"Ah, ah, ah, dear brother, good brother, bad brother, fuck me quickly, I really can't take it anymore!"

She suddenly sat up from the sofa, pulled me up, and began to undo my belt.

To be honest, thanks to the alcohol, I couldn't take it either.

"Okay, then let me satisfy you." I stood up, pulled down my pants and underwear at the same time, revealing
the long spear between my legs, which was already red and hot, with a shiny head and indestructible.

Seeing my long spear, ha, this little slut in heat got overly excited and tried to grab it. I
pushed her onto the sofa, spread her legs apart, and with a lunge, using my
weight , I forcefully and accurately forced my spear open her petals and thrust it into her flower path.

Although this little slut in heat was no longer a virgin, and her flower path had been thoroughly lubricated, she still didn't expect me
to be so brutal and to have such a powerful impact.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain, biting my shoulder, her legs clamping together, her petals and flower
path contracting, tightly gripping my spear, trying to stop it from moving any further.

"Little slut, today I'm going to torture you to death." Seeing the tears of pain streaming down her face only fueled my cruel
excitement. I forcefully pried her legs apart with both hands, swiftly pulled out my penis, and gripped her buttocks
tightly Ignoring her moans, I growled, "1, 2, 1, 1, 2,
1," and thrust again and again… I pulled my penis out quickly, then thrust it in again, pulling it out and thrusting it in, penetrating
deep into her body, relentlessly roaming through her petals and flower path.

Gradually, I began to feel that my thrusts had lost their initial impact. This little slut, after all, had been
taught a lesson by other men and was highly adaptable. She began to fight back, moaning and groaning, twisting her body
to counter my thrusts.

Little slut, today I'm going to fuck you to death. I grabbed her slender waist, lifted her lower body,
spread her legs wide across my waist, and thrust even more recklessly with my penis, penetrating deeper and deeper into her flower path.

Gradually, we became inseparable. I growled through gritted teeth, while she cried out loudly, her legs tightly gripping my
waist. With each thrust, her buttocks rose in response, clearly indicating she was reaching orgasm.
After a while, her eyes were half-open, her body limp, and her cries began to subside.

Suddenly, I felt a jolt, knowing I was about to unleash my final burst. I wanted to claim this
victory deep within this lustful little slut, to let this battle blossom and bear fruit.

I stood up, giving it my all for one last strike, plunging my spear deep into her depths. Cough! Cough! Cough!
I cried out as I moved my spear in and out of her flower path, gently withdrawing and forcefully thrusting, without
pulling it out completely. The gushing hot fluid from my spear propelled me into another frenzied, rapid, and
continuous assault.

I was excited, I was satisfied, I possessed this lustful little slut who had initially looked down on me, I had conquered her.

As I felt my ammunition was running out, I quickly collapsed onto Xiao Lan, my penis still inserted in her
petals and vagina. My legs clamped around hers, forcing them to close tightly around my penis. And
so , we lay there like two lumps of flesh, exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep.

Since seducing Xiao Lan, I'd been genuinely afraid this lustful little slut would spread my shameful affair, exposing my true nature
as a hypocrite .

Xiao Lan kept her distance whenever she saw me. When she came to my office to pick up or deliver documents, she'd leave
the door half-open.

I behaved myself for a few days, not daring to make any further moves. My penis was left to my middle-aged wife.

Women in middle age, while still sexually active, often gain weight, their vaginas loosen, and they lack youthful vitality.
Making love with a middle-aged woman is as bland as drinking plain water, utterly devoid of passion.

A few more days passed, and seeing that no one around me seemed to notice anything amiss, my heart began to stir again.

After all, that time I had sex with Xiao Lan was incredibly exciting.

I started texting her to tease her. Who knew this horny little slut would text back saying she was going to tell my wife about my texts and
how I seduced her? I was furious and had to give up for now, avoiding her.

Time passed day by day, and August arrived in the blink of an eye. That morning, the government archives department came to
inspect the company's archives work. Our business department had the best archives management, and the company wanted to nominate us for the city-level advanced
unit award for archives work.

At noon, the company treated the inspectors to lunch, and the vice president in charge asked Xiao Lan and me to accompany them.

Damn it, the old man in his fifties leading the inspection was a real lecher. He stared intently
at 's breasts, looking like he was drooling.

In the first post, I already described Xiao Lan's appearance. She wasn't particularly attractive, and her breasts weren't large.
If wasn't naked, she wasn't very alluring.

Had this old man been deprived of "fresh meat" for a long time, or did he really have X-ray vision?

According to our local drinking etiquette, the company vice president is the main host, I'm the secondary host, and Xiao Lan is naturally
the "third host," sitting right next to that old guy.

This is going to be interesting.

With this "fresh meat" beside him, the old guy drinks without hesitation, and the vice president and I couldn't resist for a moment.

Seeing this, the vice president said, "It's Xiao Lan's turn. Xiao Lan, have a drink with the leader."

I'd never seen Xiao Lan drink before, and I thought, "A girl like her probably can't drink." Unexpectedly,
this horny little vixen immediately stood up, personally poured a large glass of beer for everyone at the table, and said, "
Distinguished leaders, today I'm the third host, I'll toast you three glasses… I'll start with a toast." With that, she
downed the entire glass of beer in one gulp.

Wow, this horny little vixen is really something.

"Young lady, you're quite something, bottoms up," the old guy said, leering at the little vixen's face, taking the lead...
She drank it down.

"One more glass," "A third glass," Xiao Lan said, drinking first herself, then offering the old man her glass,
teasing him with her alluring eyes, her breasts trembling slightly as she leaned towards him.

The old man couldn't resist, and he drank two more glasses in quick succession, his body swaying in his seat,
his speech becoming incoherent, his reddened eyes fixed on Xiao Lan's upper body.

Suddenly, I had a brilliant idea, so I said to Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan, the old
leader next to you is an authority and expert in our city's archives field. You should thank him for his care and support. Have
two ; good things come in pairs."

This lustful little cat was really letting loose today. She immediately poured two glasses, holding one in each hand, her left
glass to her lips and her right glass to the old man's, then said in a seductive voice,
"Old leader, thank you for your support. Our manager said good things come in pairs, let's have two more glasses."

The old man grasped Xiao Lan's hands and the wine glass in his hands, trying to stand up, but he sat down before he could regain his balance. Seeing
this, I knew he was completely drunk. After downing a glass, he
slumped weakly onto the table.

Seeing this, I said to the company's vice president, "Let's finish this. Let the leaders rest, we'll drink again later."
Everyone immediately agreed.

After seeing the government inspectors off, the vice president's car took us to the company.

The three of us staggered up the office building. Our business department was on the second floor, and the vice president's was on the third. Although
I was thoroughly drunk, I still took the vice president to his office first. Besides, I wanted to calm myself down and
implement the impromptu plan I had devised at the hotel.

I knew that Xiao Lan, that horny little cat, was definitely in the archives room right now. Closing the vice president's office door, I
headed straight for the archives room.

Knock, knock, knock, I gently knocked on the archives room door a few times. No one answered.

I knocked a few more times, and I heard a slurred voice from inside ask, "Who is it?"

"It's me. It's urgent. Deputy General Manager X needs a file from our department and wants me to deliver it immediately." To
lower her guard and get her to open the door, I made up this lie.

She opened the door, her alluring eyes glancing at me sideways, her breath reeking of alcohol, her face flushed
red, and her clothes somewhat disheveled.

Clearly, she was also drunk and just wanted to rest.

Perhaps because I had focused on her breasts and her pubic area the last time I was with her, I found her face surprisingly beautiful
today , even after drinking. Her skin was fair and rosy, glowing, and her freckles
seemed to have disappeared; her eyes were full of lust.

"What file are you looking for?" This horny little cat hadn't lost her wildness. "Let

me come in and we'll talk," I said, pushing open the door, closing it behind me, and embracing her tightly face-to-face.

"I need to see the file I left on you last time."

Just like last time, my lips pressed tightly against hers, my tongue
swirling My hands slipped under her skirt, quickly caressing her smooth, small buttocks. Simultaneously,
my chest pressed and kneaded her firm breasts, while my erection rubbed against her
sensitive triangle.

"You want more…"

"Little slut, why won't you give me another chance?" "I

have a boyfriend… " "

Is his penis longer than mine? Thicker? Bigger? How many times has he been with you?" "I haven't…" " Who are you kidding? This horny little slut

can't handle it!

Look at how wanton you are today, you even
flirted with ."

"I'm a decent girl, today was just a fling. I already regretted what happened last time
, I

don't want it again this time." I knew I couldn't argue with her anymore. She wanted to avoid me now that she had a new man, and she even wanted to tell my wife about my text messages and seducing
her—this was a new grudge compounded by old ones. "Hmph, today I'm going to teach you a lesson even harder."

I quickly swept her up in my arms and laid her back on the floor. Before she could sit up, I knelt down, unbuckled
my belt, and pulled down my pants and underwear simultaneously.

She saw again my
long spear, burning red and hot, its head gleaming, indestructible, and unforgettable.

I lifted her skirt and ripped off her black mesh panties that barely covered her petals.

Having learned her lesson last time, she knew the power of my spear and knew she was
doomed today.

But this little slut in heat was quick-witted indeed. She said in a seductive voice, "Brother, your spear
is the longest, thickest, and biggest. How can my boyfriend compare to you? How can that old guy
compare ? I like it so much, how about letting your sister suck it?"

To be honest, my wife sometimes played with my spear with her hands, and I sometimes
played , even letting my semen spray out when I was in high spirits, to see how far it could go, but I had never enjoyed the feeling of sucking it with my mouth.

Seeing her fair and rosy face and her bright red lips, I really wanted to try, so I
nodded.

I stood up, my spear slightly raised. She sat up too.

This little slut in heat really knew what she was doing. She held my spear in one hand and slowly sucked on it with her mouth, while rubbing
the two "ammunition pouches" under my spear with the other hand.

By the way, she liked art and had studied to play the piano. Her long, soft fingers
manipulated my spear like she was playing the piano.

"Ah, so good, so good," I couldn't help but cry out as she played with me repeatedly. My penis grew thicker and
longer, itching terribly, and began to tremble.

Just then, she suddenly took the head of my penis into her mouth and began to suck it forcefully.

Ah, I felt an electric current run through my body, a shiver ran through me, and a surge of heat almost spurted out of my penis.
I quickly pulled my penis out of her mouth, clenching my teeth to prevent my semen from spurting out.

This damned horny little slut, playing these tricks on me, just wait and see how I get my hands on you. I immediately squatted down,
pressed her to the ground, spread her legs, and mercilessly used my penis to pry open her petals, thrusting straight into her
flower path .

"Ah! No, no!" she cried out in pain, just like last time.

Although I hadn't pre-lubricated her petals, clitoris, or vaginal canal this time, I felt it was noticeably
softer than before.

This damned little slut in heat, her new boyfriend's penis must be much bigger.

She lay on the hard, smooth floor, and I straddled her, each thrust of my penis adding force to
her body, our bodies sliding on the floor.

I kept shouting, "Fuck you to death, fuck you to death," and she cried out loudly in return.

But after only a few thrusts, my penis ejaculated a hot, scalding stream. Soon, it became a short gun,
starting to soften.

But then, this little slut in heat went into heat, moaning incessantly, raising her legs to tightly clamp my waist,
rubbing her engorged, dark red petals and clitoris against my now-shrunken penis. Seeing my temporary inability to continue,
a hint of contempt and provocation appeared in her teasing eyes.

The greatest humiliation for a man in front of a woman is to show sexual impotence. Today, I've lost. This time, I was
defeated by this horny little slut. I silently got off her and started pulling up my
pants.

Unexpectedly, she didn't stand up immediately. Instead, she lifted her skirt, spread her legs, and knelt on the floor
, her buttocks facing me, letting my semen drip out of her.

This was clearly a huge insult. I

was so thirsty. I poured myself a glass of water from the thermos and drank it down in a few gulps.

She remained kneeling with her buttocks raised, her petals and clitoris completely exposed before me,
still dripping with our combined essence.

I poured myself another glass of water and drank it down, hot or cold. Suddenly, my penis became
erect I was secretly delighted. The time for the final assault had arrived, the time to sound the charge! Little slut, I'm going to
annihilate you in one fell swoop.

I stripped off all my clothes, and naked, I quietly approached her from behind. My arms swiftly encircled her
slender waist, my abdomen pressed against her buttocks, and my now-erect penis plunged directly
into her flower path from behind.

My violent movement caught her off guard, almost causing her to fall to the ground with a gasp.

My face pressed against her smooth back, my abdomen pressed tightly against her buttocks, and I breathed heavily, launching a second and third fierce attack
on .

"Ah, ah, ah," the lustful little slut cried out repeatedly, filled with pleasure, her buttocks writhing incessantly,
enduring each of my attacks.

No, this wasn't enough; I needed to fight a longer battle.

I stopped attacking and sat down heavily on the floor.

"Turn around," I roared.

This time, the lustful little slut obeyed, turning around, bending over, and sticking out her buttocks. I pulled her
onto my lap, parted her legs, and gently lifted her by the waist, inserting my erect penis
into her flower path. This time, I felt my penis reach the very core of her flower.

She cried out, her buttocks landing firmly on my lap, her petals, clitoris, and vaginal opening
contracting , binding my penis, motionless.

Watch how my penis breaks through the dragon's trap.

I slowly removed her shirt. This lustful little slut, just like last time, was still not wearing a bra.

The story from last time was repeating itself. I bit one of her breasts, sucking hard, while one hand caressed her
other breast, and the other slapped her buttocks.

After alternating several times, this lustful little slut cried out, "Ah, ah, ah," clutching my head tightly with both hands, her
buttocks beginning to writhe incessantly.

Slowly, she began to actively move her buttocks up and down, using her petals, clitoris, and vaginal opening to manipulate my
penis, her love juices flowing out, wetting the black tassel of my penis.

For over ten minutes, she was drenched in sweat, gradually slowing the speed and rhythm of her manipulation.

"Dear brother, good brother, I surrender, I'm out of strength! I want to lie down." " 　　Do

you know how powerful your brother is?" 　　"Yes. 　　" "Do you want more in the future 　　?" "No." "What 　　?" "No, 　　I do." "From now on, I'll be at your beck and call." 　　"Okay." 　　"Alright, then you'll be my concubine. This time, I want you to give me a son." Her 　　climax was fading, her body limp. 　　I knew the final assault was about to end; it was time to plant the victory flag. 　　I gently placed her on the floor, parted her legs with my hands, looked at her slightly swollen petals and clitoris, and smoothly inserted my penis into her petals, penetrating her flower path. 　　I knew this horny little slut had already become accustomed to my penis, and with her frequent practice with her new boyfriend's penis , it wouldn't be much more interesting for me to do it again. 　　I wanted to leave her with a lasting memory through this final thrust. 　　I pressed my entire weight onto her, gritting my teeth, roaring, my body heaving, thrusting in and out, releasing all my lust into her body. Once, twice, three times… my spear swiftly withdrew, then plunged in again, withdrew, plunged in… 　　finally, scalding hot streams gushed from my spear once more, filling the depths of her flower path. Satisfied lay on top of her, dizzy. Since that night of passion with Jiang Li, my life seemed to have completely changed. My mood was exceptionally good; I shaved every morning, feeling much younger. 　　I arrived at work early in the morning and didn't return home until late at night. I told my wife that I was busy with work lately. 　　Actually, I arrived at work early in the morning so I could see my darling Lili as soon as possible and give her my morning kiss. In the evenings Lili and I would dine together in love hotels or cafes, spending the night together. 　　She told me that she lived in the provincial capital, and her parents only had her as their daughter. She came to our city for an internship mainly because her aunt and uncle work here, and also because she had never traveled far from home before and wanted to know what life was like in other places before graduation. 　　Every time we made love, we both felt incredibly pleasurable and satisfied. She was particularly fond of my penis.

I cherished her, sometimes playing with her for long periods. I felt incredibly depressed if I didn't see her for a day. I didn't know if I
could live without her.

Beautiful days passed by, and Christmas was just around the corner. But the cruel days arrived.
Jiang Li's three-month internship ended, and the school required her to return on December 10th.

My mood was exceptionally bad; I was irritable, restless, and had a terrible temper, scolding several subordinates until they were all slinking away. For several nights
in a row , Lili and I sat silently in our familiar couple's room, unable to eat. We would either
snuggle together, silently looking at each other, or close our eyes and embrace tightly; we were now filled with affection but devoid of desire.

Tomorrow, my darling Lili will return to school. During the day, I accompanied her to buy some things. I had planned to
spend . However, the company's HR manager and several girls, including Xiao Lan, were going to see Lili off, and I
joined them. At the farewell banquet, Lili drank quite a bit. I didn't say much, and I didn't drink much either.

After dinner, the girls were already quite drunk and loudly demanding to go to karaoke. I said
I was tired and wanted to go home to rest, and pretended to ask Jiang Li if she wanted to visit her aunt. Jiang Li seemed to
understand and nodded. I said we were going the same way, so we could share a taxi, and
I assured the tipsy girls that I would definitely take Jiang Li to her aunt's house.

We got in the car and went straight to the couples' room I had booked that afternoon, a place we frequented almost every day, and felt
right at home.

The waiter brought us drinks, fruit, and snacks, then closed the door and left. Lili sat on my lap,
and we snuggled together, caressing each other, feeding each other snacks, and talking about the past. Before, here
we talked about everything under the sun; now we started talking about the past.

Tonight, she told me about her first time. Her first time was after graduating high school and getting into college; her
classmates gathered for a celebration, and they drank quite a bit. One of her male classmates took her home. Seeing that her
parents weren't home, and noticing her weakness and inability to refuse, he, emboldened by alcohol, hastily had sex with her.

She told me that perhaps it was because she was relaxed from drinking, or perhaps the boy's genitals weren't mature enough,
but although her virginity was lost, she didn't feel much pain.

She said the boy was terrified afterward and never dared to contact her again. She also felt the boy wasn't very
interesting and never contacted him again. This year, several boys at her school pursued her passionately, some even
calling her frequently during her internship, but she hadn't had sex with any of them.

She said it might be her bad luck, or perhaps it was our destined fate; she had only been here a week, yet she
had already experienced the physical and emotional pain and pleasure a man could bring her.

I knew that the fierce storm of that night and the subsequent gentle rain would indeed be unforgettable for her,
and equally unforgettable for me, giving me a satisfaction I had never experienced before.

It was getting late.

"Do you still want me tonight?" she asked, still seemingly drunk, her beautiful eyes looking at me affectionately.

I know that we may never be together again. But tonight can't be just a memory for both of us.

I shook my head, hugged her tightly, and inhaled her intoxicating scent.

I felt a dampness on the front of my shirt, and suddenly she started sobbing. I held her tighter,
speechless .

Can you understand me? My Lili.

Slowly, she stopped sobbing, turned around, spread her legs, sat on my lap, hugged me back, and began to
kiss me. I hugged her tighter and returned her kiss. She unbuckled my belt, reached her hands between my legs, and caressed
my penis. My penis, caressed by her for a long time, stood erect and trembled, ejaculating in her
soft hands. Tonight, in this familiar room that we call home, I have made up my mind not to make love to her again.

It's getting late, it's already late at night. I heard the waiter knock twice on the door; the couples' room is closing
.

“Lili, I didn’t buy you anything today. Here’s a card; buy whatever you want when you get home
.”

I took a credit card out of my bag, intending to hand it to her. The card had three thousand yuan on it—my third-quarter
bonus —which I hadn’t told my wife.

But the girl’s face darkened. She loosened her arms from my lap, got off, straightened her
clothes, and silently walked towards the door.

I knew she was angry with me; how could there be such an innocent girl in this day and age?

“Lili, I’m sorry, I was wrong. Wait for me, I’ll take you home,” I quickly put on my coat, grabbed
my bag, and chased after her.

We got into a taxi, remaining silent the whole way. When we arrived at the company office building, we
got out and embraced tightly in the shade of a nearby tree, kissing passionately.

“Lili, goodbye, you are my dearest. I wish you eternal happiness.” I got into the taxi and sped away.

I parted ways with Jiang Li; the best period of my life had ended. My heart was heavy with despair, I felt utterly
bored , and I thought of Xiao Lan, whom I had already forgotten. But I heard that Xiao Lan was also getting married and was already
living with her boyfriend .

On her wedding day, I gave a speech on behalf of the company. That night, I got completely drunk. I went home and
yelled at my wife, saying that Xiao Lan was mine and that I had slept with her. My wife made a huge scene and wanted to
talk to Xiao Lan. But perhaps out of concern for my future or for other reasons, she didn't go to her, seemingly forgiving
us . But my wife was clearly sexually indifferent to me. Every time we had sex, it ended hastily. Sometimes I couldn't hold back
and had to masturbate to get a moment of pleasure.

Time is an eraser of memories. Winter passed, spring came, and in the blink of an eye, it was May Day.

We had a seven-day holiday for May Day, and the company organized a trip to the south for middle and senior management and their families. The boss's
family also went. Because my wife was working overtime at the company, I didn't go, but instead worked two shifts at the company.

On May 6th, it was my turn to work again. There were four of us on duty, including the driver. That day, besides me and
the driver, there was also the boss's secretary, Kong Feng, and Xiao Wang from our sales department.

Kong Feng was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, a vocational school graduate, with a fair and pretty face, somewhat resembling Song Zuying. She was
about 1.6 meters tall, not very tall, but very well-proportioned, especially her small and exquisite breasts, which stood out prominently
and harmoniously. Everyone in the company called her "Little Song Zuying."

When Kong Feng started working, she was in our sales department, where I was the deputy manager. This girl
was not only beautiful, but also exceptionally well-behaved, diligent, meticulous, gentle, and considerate; she was very popular in the company. However,
she caught the eye of the lecherous company boss. Six months later, she was transferred to the company office, nominally as the office director's
assistant , but actually as the boss's personal secretary—he was keeping her. I heard she doesn't even have a boyfriend yet.

Usually, the boss would take her with him on trips. This time, since the boss's wife went along, it
wasn't to go with them. It was clear she was very bored during the holiday.

Around noon, Xiao Wang asked me about lunch arrangements, and I told him to ask Kong Feng. A little while later, Kong Feng arrived
. I said I'd treat her to lunch and asked if she wanted to eat seafood at "Water Dragonfly" restaurant. She said yes. I then had Xiao Wang
reserve a private room at "Water Dragonfly" and instructed the hotel to prepare a fresh sea bass in advance.

At noon, we arrived at "Water Dragonfly" restaurant. The waiter asked what drinks we wanted. Before I could speak,
Kong Feng said, "I heard Manager Li has a high alcohol tolerance. You should have some
baijiu (Chinese liquor), and we'll have some beer." I said, "It's good to have baijiu with seafood; it can prevent seafood allergies and food poisoning. Let's all drink less baijiu. The driver doesn't drink, so he should eat 　　more
garlic." We ordered a bottle of Xiao Hu Tu Xian (a type of Chinese liquor), but Xiao Wang said he couldn't drink. I knew this guy really couldn't drink; he just finished a bottle of beer. But I glared at him and said, "Director Kong has honored us with dinner today. Why are you making such a fuss? Quickly pour some wine, have a drink first, 　　and then we'll talk." We started eating, drinking, and chatting. Perhaps because she'd been bored these past few days, Kong Feng seemed to be in high spirits today, trying to dispel her recent gloom. 　　Her glass, containing two ounces of liquor, was slowly emptied, and our faces were starting to turn red. Kong Feng said she wouldn't drink anymore. But then, for some reason, Xiao Wang suddenly started drinking exceptionally well. He snatched the bottle from the waiter , swayed, and poured half a glass for Kong Feng and me, then poured half a glass for himself, intending to toast us both. He drank it first. 　　I said, "I've drunk mine, so Director Kong doesn't need to." Then I drank my half-glass. 　　Unexpectedly, this young man, Xiao Wang, staggered over to Kong Feng, his hands trembling as he raised her glass. His words were already slurred, but his mind was still clear. He said, "Director Kong, today I won't call you 'Director,' I'll call you 'Sister.' Since you think highly of me, your younger brother, please drink this." 　　Kong Feng, already tipsy, looked at the glass, took it with both hands, then looked at me, her face full of reluctance. 　　I didn't know how much Kong Feng could drink, but I was afraid she really did. If the boss found out he wasn't home and I got his secretary drunk, I'd be in big trouble. Plus, drivers are all busybodies; if I wasn't careful, they might exaggerate and say things. 　　I stood up and said, "Xiao Wang, go back and sit down first. Director Kong will take a sip of this wine, and I'll drink the rest for her ." With that, I took the glass from Kong Feng and poured the wine into my own, leaving only a few drops at the bottom of her glass. 　　I returned the glass to Kong Feng, seeing her grateful and emotional eyes looking at me. I said, "Thank you, Xiao Wang , cheers!" 　　The driver helped the swaying Xiao Wang to a seat, where she plopped down, leaning forward on the table. 　　I asked Kong Feng what she liked to eat, and she said she'd like dumplings. I told the waiter, "Bring a plate of dumplings and a small bowl of noodles for each person ." Dumplings symbolize completeness, and noodles symbolize frequent visits. 　　After quickly finishing his meal, the driver helped the now-unable-to-eat Xiao Wang into the car. Kong Feng and I ate slowly, without speaking. 　　Seeing that she had stopped eating, I asked her where she was going, and she said, "Let's go back to the company." I stood up from my seat, but she didn't; instead, she reached out her hand to me. I grasped her fair, slender, and smooth hand and pulled her up. She whispered in my ear, "Thank you, brother." 　　The waiter led us downstairs, and I signed the bill. We took a car back to the company office building together. 　　Once inside, the driver helped Xiao Wang to the bed in the duty room. Kong Feng and I went back to our respective offices. 　　I poured myself a cup of tea and played the online game "Baohuang" (a card game). While I was playing, the phone rang. I saw it was from the boss's office, grabbed the receiver, and before I could speak, I heard Kong Feng's gentle voice. 　　"Manager Li, I'm in the boss's office. There's a painting here; would you please come and appreciate it?" 　　To be honest, although I'm a graduate of a regular university and not particularly interested in calligraphy and paintings, I knew that my boss, despite not being highly educated, often indulged in a penchant for art and collected many works by famous artists. 　　Since the call had mentioned it, I said I'd go take a look. After finishing my game of "Baohuang," I slowly walked towards the boss's office. Reaching the door, I knocked as usual. 　　"Come in." 　　I opened the door, but Kong Feng wasn't there. 　　"Please close the door tightly, okay? The boss never lets anyone else see this painting." 　　Kong Feng's voice came from inside the room. 　　I closed the office door and locked it. I walked to the door of the inner room and pushed open the slightly ajar door. 　　Good heavens, Kong Feng was lying on the bed in a transparent pink gauze dress, with nothing underneath. Her white buttocks were facing me; her figure was so beautiful and harmonious. 　　To be honest, when I saw Kong Feng before, although I found her very alluring, I never thought of making a move on her. 　　"Is the boss's painting good?" She turned over, lying flat on the bed, her fiery eyes filled with lust, her breasts high and firm, her legs pressed tightly together. In her triangle area, I could see glossy black pubic hair under the gauze, but I couldn't see her vulva. 　　I hesitated. Although my desire had been aroused, this was, after all, the boss's mistress. 　　"Aren't you good enough?" she looked at me with a provocative gaze. 　　A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. How could I tolerate such provocation and insult? Alright, today I'm going to have a contest to see who can give you the most pleasure. 　　I quickly stripped off my clothes, my already erect penis spiking, and walked to the bedside. 　　"I think this painting of yours is missing something; I'll add some color." 　　With that, I got on the bed, tore open her gauze dress, and pressed myself against her. Our tongues intertwined skillfully , our hands caressing each other, her long, soft thighs clamping my penis, rubbing rhythmically. The faint perfume she wore also aroused our desire.

“Let’s change positions, I’ll be on top of you, okay?” she asked.

I nodded and rolled off her. She got up and lay on top of me, her two snow-white thighs still
clamping my penis, rubbing it, but not letting it penetrate her petals. She held my head with both hands, and my mouth
was right under her breasts, sucking on her nipples. She moaned with pleasure. After alternating between sucking on her breasts, she got off me, pinching and playing

with my penis and ammunition pouch . 　　I asked her who was stronger, me or the boss, and she said, “Of course, yours.” I thought, the boss is too old, willing but unable , he definitely can’t satisfy her, I’ll quench her thirst today. 　　After a while, I don’t know where she got a condom, she put it on my penis and started sucking on it. I had never used a condom before, and it felt tight and very uncomfortable. It seemed she wanted me to wear this thing during sex. 　　I sat up, ripped the condom off, pushed her down onto the bed, and thrust my penis into her petals and clitoris, entering her vaginal canal. 　　The Simmons mattress on this bed was exceptional; the designer must have conducted sexual experiments on it. Making love on this Simmons mattress felt like the mattress was working in harmony with both partners. 　　Seeing me remove the condom and insert my penis, Kong Feng seemed unwilling, twisting her hips to try expel it. However, as she twisted, I used the mattress's elasticity to my advantage, further stimulating my desire, and my penis penetrated even deeper. After a few thrusts, her desire was greatly aroused . She began to moan loudly. 　　The room was specially treated to prevent any sound from escaping. Based on my experience, I knew Kong Feng hadn't reached orgasm yet; this was probably her habitual action, a way to make her boss, whose sexual ability was waning, feel that he was still young and strong, and could easily satisfy her. 　　But her moans were undeniably alluring and satisfying to a man. 　　"Little bitch, what's your name? This is just the beginning. I'm going to satisfy you completely in a bit." I pulled my penis , got off the bed, washed it in a basin, and dried it with a towel. My penis stood erect, dark red and not lubricated. 　　I got back on the bed, knelt on the Simmons mattress, lifted her legs, and placed them on my shoulders, instantly revealing her red little hole. "Little Kong Feng, your little hole is so good." I grabbed her breasts with both hands, pressed my body down, and then thrust forward, using the elasticity of the Simmons mattress, my penis went straight into her little hole. 　　She seemed unable to withstand my intrusion this time, her legs on my shoulders contracted slightly, but I blocked them with my arms . I pulled out my penis and inserted it again, starting the second time, the third time... 　　This time, she really moaned wildly, cooperating with my thrusts, her whole body covered in fragrant sweat. I lowered her legs and lay on top of her, thrusting rapidly. Her skills in bed were really good, every movement was full of lust, allowing me to vent to my heart's content, arousing my most primal instincts, giving me a wonderful feeling of floating on air. This is what you call ecstasy. 　　I'm about to ejaculate, I groan, "Little hole, good little hole, I'm going to ejaculate, I'm going to fill your little hole." 　　She still cried out, unwilling to give up, "Brother, no, don't." 　　I pressed her lower body tightly, making her unable to move, and my spear stopped thrusting. At this moment, scalding magma erupted from the deepest part of her little hole, wave after wave. 　　"Is it good?" I asked, groaning. 　　"You're the worst man, what if she gets pregnant?" 　　"If she gets pregnant and gives me a child, the boss will definitely be very happy, and will even think it's his." 　　"You seem so virtuous, I didn't expect you to be so bad." She hugged me tightly, "I'm tired, let's sleep for a while , okay?" 　　I felt tired too, and said, "Okay," and rolled off her, turning to hug her on my side. 　　"What are the plans for tonight?" she kissed me and asked. 　　"We're both on duty today, how could I bear to leave you alone in the room?" " 　　You usually seem so talented and handsome, with that scholarly air, but today you're not only bad, but also a smooth talker. You must have fooled a lot of girls." 　　"I'm an honest and upright man. You asked me to come see the painting, so I..." I feigned unease. 　　"Is the painting beautiful?" 　　"It's so beautiful, especially after I added some color." 　　"You bad man, go to sleep. The boss is back, then you can't touch me." 　　We fell asleep in each other's arms, preparing for the tenderness of the night. 　　During the May Day holiday, Kong Feng and I spent an entire afternoon and night in blissful passion. We released our emotions , exhausted our desires, and felt like a couple who had been married for many years. 　　After the May Day holiday, although I could often see her affectionate eyes and graceful figure, I had no chance to make love to her again. 　　Time flies so fast; summer vacation is here again, and our busy period has begun once more. 　　One day, I suddenly heard a loud commotion upstairs in the office building. I called Xiao Lan to my office and asked her what was going on. A little while later, she came to my office, closed the door, and told me in a suggestive tone that Kong Feng was pregnant, and someone had told the boss's wife that it was the boss's. After hearing this, the boss's wife came to the boss's office today, searched the boss's private room, and found women's pajamas and underwear. She was extremely jealous, made a huge scene, called Kong Feng a slut , hit her, and even demanded that the boss fire her. 　　I was stunned, remembering what Kong Feng had said that noon about being pregnant. Was the child mine? I didn't know what to do. The next day, I went to visit a client... In the name of [unclear], she left the company. 　　A week later, I returned, and Xiao Lan came to my office and told me that Kong Feng had been forced to have an abortion . They were originally going to fire her, but the company's HR manager helped by transferring Kong Feng to a factory in a county where our company was located as a statistician. It was truly pitiful. 　　My head suddenly felt dizzy. I thought to myself, "Kong Feng, I'm the one who ruined you. I'm such a coward." 　　Perhaps because Xiao Lan and Kong Feng were about the same age, they used to be quite close. From Xiao Lan's casual conversations, I often heard snippets of news about Kong Feng. 　　It was said that after Kong Feng arrived at the factory in the county, she remained diligent and helpful, and was very popular Plus, she was beautiful, so she quickly attracted several suitors, including county government officials, business managers, teachers, and even small and large business owners. But she made friends with a middle school teacher in the county. I heard that...

A quiet, honest, and reserved middle school teacher, ever since he got a beautiful, gentle, and considerate girlfriend, was
beaming with joy, arousing envy in many people in the small county town.
They were getting married less than two months after meeting.

Hearing this news, I didn't know whether to feel bitter or sweet. Finding out their wedding date, I went to the office of the company's Human Resources Manager the day
before . I was certain the HR manager would
attend their wedding banquet.

This HR manager was in his forties, a man from Northeast China, but without the typical Northeastern ruggedness.
He was insightful, tactful, meticulous, and possessed excellent communication skills and persuasiveness. I knew
I had to be prepared beforehand when dealing with him.

Upon arriving at the HR manager's office, I first introduced the performance of our sales department staff and
raised matters such as developing key personnel and recruiting talent. After a while, I casually remarked that Kong Feng
had our sales department, "What a pity, I heard she's getting married?"

The company's HR manager was a real vixen. She casually mentioned, "I've heard too. Tomorrow,
the company union chairman and I are going to her factory to inspect labor protection and wage payment practices.
Government inspections are really busy these days, so we'll also take the opportunity to find out about her."

I continued, "After all, we were colleagues in the same department. I was the deputy manager when she was in our department.
She's getting married, so I should at least give her a red envelope. It's inconvenient for me to go myself, so could you please give her a red envelope for me?"

Seeing how plausible my words were, the HR manager couldn't refuse and agreed. And so,
my little romantic escapade temporarily came to an end.

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