An alluring female boss makes a dazzling appearance.

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My name is Lü Dacong. I'm of average height and build, neither fat nor thin, with skin that's neither fair nor dark, neither ugly nor handsome, and neither talented nor outstanding—just an ordinary, unremarkable person. I
just graduated this year from a nobody third-rate university (I'm ashamed to say it). My major was secretarial studies, but I didn't understand it thoroughly; I'm just a dabbler.
Yet, this ordinary person of mine, through a stroke of good fortune, unexpectedly landed a job at a bank in the provincial capital.
As the saying goes: the finance department is the father, the bank is the mother, and behind them are two big bad wolves—the industry and commerce bureau and the tax bureau.
My luck was finally on my side; I was born into a good family. A child with a mother is a treasure, a child without a mother is like a weed. Fortunately, I became a baby, not a withered weed. This made some classmates who hadn't found good jobs curse me, saying I'd struck gold.
Damn it, this made me genuinely happy, excited for days and nights.
Dressed up, I excitedly went to report for duty.
But when I arrived, my heart sank.
Damn it, those who control my fate have divided me up in several ways, with several sharp and decisive drops, ultimately assigning me to a small, grassroots branch.
During the interview, I repeatedly emphasized that I studied secretarial studies and rambled on for a while. Those few idiots who were scrutinizing me all silently nodded, their expressions showing appreciation. I
was absolutely certain that I should at least be assigned to a large organization or something similar. I never expected it to be like this... Sigh... How much sorrow can one have? Like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Disheartened as I am, I think about how I'm a new generation from the countryside, in such a big city, with no relatives or connections, no powerful backers, only the ability to struggle on my own. This assignment is already pretty good, so I can only console myself like Ah Q. Disheartened,
I went to report to that small branch.
I was greeted by a vice president in charge of human resources (damn, he was a man). This vice president first gave a long, rambling overview of the tiny branch, which was about the size of a walnut. Then, he solemnly gave me a political lecture, spouting high-sounding official platitudes about being ideologically progressive and hardworking.
I tried my best to maintain a pious and solemn expression, patiently listening to his nonsense. Finally, I heard what I cared about most: what department and position I would be assigned to. That was the most practical thing! What was the point of all that nonsense? This isn't some government agency, damn it.
Luckily, my expertise wasn't wasted; I was assigned to a small office in this tiny branch, which warmed my already dampened heart a little.
Although I'm not very good at secretarial work, it's much better than standing in the lobby or hunched over the counter. I even felt a tiny, unambitious surge of joy.
Why was I so joyful? And why was it just a tiny moment? I'm the kind of person who lacks lofty ambitions; I'm easily satisfied with a simple meal. Compared to those with grand aspirations, I feel like a piece of trash, a hopeless case.
After talking to me, the male deputy bank manager showed no politeness whatsoever and bluntly asked if I could continue working.
Seriously? Back to work on the same day I reported for duty? That's too much exploitation! This is a socialist society, after all.
I cursed inwardly. But outwardly, I feigned extreme delight and nodded firmly.
Could I refuse? Damn it, how could I survive if I didn't agree? If they pulled some strings later, I might be in deep trouble. It's better to be obedient.
The male deputy bank manager then asked me to wait a moment while he picked up the phone, dialed an internal number, and asked someone to come over.

A moment later, a gentle yet crisp knock sounded at the door.
Then, a woman entered. My eyes immediately lit up.
The woman had long, flowing hair, dyed a light yellow and slightly permed, cascading naturally over her shoulders.
Back in that lousy university, I was particularly sensitive to this hairstyle. Unfortunately, the school had a rule against female students perming their hair. Whenever I strolled around during breaks, I would pay extra attention to women with this hairstyle, because it seemed incredibly sexy to me, stirring my imagination and making my blood boil.
This woman had a round, silvery face, almond-shaped eyes, gentle manners, and fair, rosy skin. Her entire face resembled a perfect Fuji apple, vibrant and tempting, making one want to hug and take a bite.
She wore a white short-sleeved shirt, her pinkish-white arms provocatively exposed, making my fingers unconsciously tighten, wanting to pinch them hard, preferably until they bled.
Then, looking further down, I almost couldn't sit still. My God, a pair of enormous breasts strained the buttons on the top of her shirt, threatening to burst out.
From head to toe, the allure flows downwards. From toe to head, the allure rises upwards.
I can't look anymore, or I'll start breathing heavily and reveal my lecherous nature. Giving such a bad first impression on someone so new here will ruin my future.
I never imagined such a beauty would be in this small branch; I couldn't help but secretly rejoice that I was a perfect match for being assigned here. "
This is Director Li from the office, and this is the newly assigned Comrade Lü," the male deputy branch manager introduced us.
Upon hearing this, I realized this beauty was my immediate supervisor, and I immediately became respectful, quickly standing up. "
Hello! My name is Li Xing, welcome!" My beautiful supervisor gave me a sweet, charming smile and extended her slender hand.
I quickly reached out and grasped her hand tightly, but she only offered me four smooth fingers, and not even all of them, just the first third. "
My name is Lü Dacong, nice to meet you!" Lost in thought, I became somewhat embarrassed and hastily introduced myself.
The male deputy bank manager asked Li Xing to arrange a workstation for me.
I followed Li Xing out, and in the corridor, I got a good look at her figure from behind.
She was about 1.68 meters tall, and even in high heels, she was almost as tall as me. I felt a little ashamed.
She was very voluptuous, wearing dark blue jeans that hugged her alluring hips tightly, making them sway as she walked, which made me want to commit a crime.
I couldn't help but wonder if her large breasts swayed like that too.
She talked to me as we walked, her voice clear and melodious, with a slight, drawn-out nasal tone at the end of each sentence. This kind of voice easily evoked images of sex, making me, who was already tempted to commit a crime, even more infatuated.
The corridor was long, quiet, and dark, an atmosphere that easily fueled ambiguous thoughts.
Why was she called 'Li Xing'? Was it a sign that she was planning to have an affair?
I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the burgeoning lust.
Unexpectedly, with this deep breath, Li Xing's body fragrance entered my lungs unimpeded. My lust not only did not subside but became even stronger, and my penis in my pants involuntarily stood up, forcefully erecting a small umbrella.
It was still quite hot at the end of August, and I was already dressed lightly, wearing only a pair of briefs and dress pants. To make matters worse, I had just changed out of those tight briefs into loose floral shorts the night before, offering absolutely no coverage. Now, my crotch was bulging, obvious to anyone.
I panicked, wanting to find a restroom to adjust my pants and tighten my belt, but I couldn't find one. I considered asking Li Xing where the restroom was, but feeling guilty, I couldn't bring myself to say it. Just

then, Li Xing turned around and told me we had arrived at the office.
Thinking about meeting my new colleagues, that lustful fire suddenly vanished, and I felt a surge of joy. "
This is our new colleague, Xiao Lü. Let's get to know each other," Li Xing introduced. "
Hello everyone! My name is Lü Dacong. Please take care of me!"
Then, Director Li led me through introducing each colleague to one by one, which touched me deeply.
There were six people in the office, including me.
There were four women: Pan Li, Deng Xia, Xiao Na, and Xian Mei.
There were two men: Cui Youmao and my father.
The name that left the deepest impression on me was Cui Youmao.
At the time, I thought it meant "Cui Youmao" (meaning "Cui with hair"), which sounded a bit roguish. Who doesn't have hair? Both men and women have hair; why flaunt it in your name? It's so unreserved.
But a few days later, I finally understood—it meant "spear," not "hair." Then I realized the name not only had a roguish feel but also an aggressive air, going a step further than Cui Youmao, even more blatant. I don't know why his father gave him such a resounding nickname, clearly telling everyone that his son was a man, a silly, almost obnoxious attempt to hide something.
This guy was half a head shorter than me, wore glasses, and looked very scholarly and shrewd.
I felt he looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.
The office was a large open space, with two rows of desks arranged against the east and west walls.
The desks at the workstations are all relatively independent with partitions. Pan Li is in front of me, and Deng Xia is behind me. The three of us are in a row on the west side.
In the row on the east side, Xiao Na is in front, Xian Mei is in the middle, and Cui Youmao is behind.
Li Xing has her own office. Damn, even a big boss like me gets the privilege of a private room. It seems being an official is good; even a small official has a lot of power.
I really wish I could arrange for that guy Cui Youmao to have a private room, and let the beautiful Li Xing come to our big room, but unfortunately, I don't have the final say.
For a newcomer to a new company, the first impression is crucial. Therefore, I try my best to control my bad habits, presenting the good side to my colleagues while keeping the bad side to myself.
In these tough times, I'm almost becoming two-faced.
Pan Li and Deng Xia are both married women, both have children, and are standard mature women, at the age when they most need a man's touch.
Xiao Na and Xian Mei are both unmarried, not much older than me, but judging from their demeanor and tone when they talk on the phone, they both have boyfriends. They talk about "husband" all the time, acting more familiar than Pan and Deng. I guess they've already been intimate countless times; they're typical "almost-mature" women.
These two "almost-mature" women definitely haven't had children, but whether they've had abortions is hard to say.
Old Cui is the oldest; his child is already in elementary school.
After I'd been working cautiously for a few days, an unexpected incident almost ruined my reputation.
My workstation used to be occupied by a woman named Wang something-or-other, but she's been transferred, so I didn't bother remembering her name.
All my office supplies were left to me by her, including that troublesome computer.
I can still smell a faint, unidentified fragrance while sitting at my desk. This fragrance is quite aphrodisiac. I guess this woman likes to attract men's attention, but whether she's very promiscuous is another matter.

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