[After bringing a beautiful colleague eight years older than me home]

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"You can hand me your clothes once you've taken them off."

I stood with my back to the bathroom door, desperately trying to suppress my racing heart, afraid that the sound of my pounding would prevent me

from hearing the soft rustling of her clothes as she undressed. She didn't answer. I felt the bathroom door slowly open

, and turning around, I realized the light had been off sometime during the night. Besides her hand offering me her coat, I couldn't see

anything . Still with my back to the door, I turned my head slightly and took the clothes from her. The door closed,

and the light came back on. A hazy, yellowish figure was reflected in the frosted glass, sending another surge of excitement through me.

I couldn't help but bury my face in the skirt, still warm from her body, feeling her

warmth against my skin, savoring her scent. I unfolded the top and draped it over the back of the chair, clipped the skirt to the hanger, and

gently touched the fabric, imagining how it would look on her.

When the bathroom door opened again, the sight of her emerging filled me with renewed excitement. Her

long hair was still dripping wet, showing that she hadn't dried herself at all before putting on my girlfriend's slip dress.

The white silk fabric, with its dense lace at the chest, completely covered her breasts. But now, the thin

skirt clung to her lower abdomen and thighs, outlining the curves of her intimate area. I clearly

felt my lower body harden and surge forward; it couldn't resist the urge to rush upwards.

"Go wash up," she said, holding her underwear in her hand, a pale yellow color.

"Didn't you dry yourself off?" I couldn't help but ask, trying to calm myself down.

"I never do," she said, walking into the kitchen and washing her underwear at the sink.

Another scene that made my blood boil appeared: the water from behind clung even more intimately to

her body . Especially her two small buttocks, which, with her slightly forward-leaning posture, seemed to be visible through the thin

nightgown. My eyes were fixed on the space between her buttocks, on

the cleft I couldn't see but longed for most. I couldn't hold back any longer. Taking advantage of her back being turned and her not being able to see, I pulled out my

long-awaited member from my pants, imagining myself thrusting this giant cannon

into . I quickly stroked it a few times, suppressing my desire for the moment. She was so close,

it would have been so easy for me to make my imagination a reality, but I didn't. I was more used to her offering herself to me.

"You're so wet, how are you going to sleep later?" I grabbed a dry towel and, trying to remain calm, wiped

a drop of water from her bare shoulder. Through the thick towel and her nightgown,

I couldn't . She calmly let me wipe her back, down to her buttocks, then her thighs

and calves.

"Dry the front yourself later." I needed to wait for her clear answer before handing her the towel.

"If you're still too wet, take off your nightgown and get under the covers," I reminded her before going to

take a shower .

In the bathroom, the sound of the water completely blocked out what was happening outside. The warm water washed over me, and my

mind was filled with images of making love with the woman outside, my hand rapidly stroking my already hard penis.

After showering, I hesitated for a moment, then put on my underwear; after all, exposing my genitals to a woman I didn't know well was still uncomfortable. But I didn't put on my outer pants; I needed to be proactive

in terms of intimacy with her . Actually, my small thong was stretched quite high, barely covering my excited penis, and pubic hair was peeking out from the sides. 　　When I came out of the bathroom, I found the bedroom light was off, and outside the window, the streetlights were dim. A slender body lay on the bed, facing inwards. If she hadn't taken my advice and taken off her only nightgown, leaving herself completely naked, why would she need to turn off the light and use darkness to hide her shyness? At that moment, I was almost certain she was for me to conquer her. 　　I gently lifted the covers and lay down. Although I didn't touch her body directly yet, the allure of her body to mine was so strong. On one hand, I wanted to confess my feelings to her, and on the other hand, I wanted to soothe my intense sexual desire. I grasped my penis, closed my eyes, and began to squeeze the glans with my fingers, masturbating, imagining myself stroking it between her legs. Waves of intense pleasure surged through me, and soon I felt my rock-hard penis about to explode. I couldn't help but breathe heavily. I desperately wanted to, even just to touch the naked genitals beside me, to help me ejaculate. 　　Just then, I felt her slowly turn over. She hadn't been asleep at all; had the violent vibrations of the bed during my masturbation woken her? I felt her body slowly press against mine, and I could clearly feel her pointed nipples brushing against me. I pulled her close, my hand stroking her neck and smooth, bare back. She placed one hand on my thigh , gently caressing it, then explored the inside of my thigh. A jolt of electricity shot through me, but she didn't directly touch my penis. I, however, was no longer polite. I grasped her small breasts, pinching her already erect nipples between my fingers. My hand on her back also pinched her round, plump buttocks hard. My middle finger probed between her thighs towards her vulva , touching a patch of pubic hair already soaked with arousal fluid. I parted the slippery hair to reach the source of the fluid, and her body trembled. 　　I didn't insist any longer. I laid her slender body flat, rolled over, and climbed on top of her. Her legs instinctively rose to her chest, her vulva wide open, waiting for my entry. I thrust my hard penis against her; her lower body was already incredibly wet, sliding up and down repeatedly. Just as I was getting impatient and frustrated, I felt her gently turn her body, reach out and touch my penis, pinch the glans between her wet, slippery vulva, part her labia sticky with vaginal fluid, and place the glans in the middle. The moment I felt this enveloping pleasure, I thrust my hips forward, and my entire penis was swallowed in one go. I had finally entered her; it was so easy to possess the body of the most beautiful woman in our workplace. I began to thrust vigorously. Her legs were very slender and wide open, giving me ample room to move between them, and allowing for a tighter connection with her body. She opened her mouth wide, letting out a soft, alluring sound from deep within her throat . I couldn't help but thrust harder and harder. Unlike other women who scratch a man's back during sex, she grabbed my chest. Her hands were very strong, gripping me painfully , and I twisted my body to avoid her hands. 　　Just as I felt her moaning with pleasure, suddenly her grip on me turned into a pushing motion. The moans also changed...

Cheng moaned, "No...no more, I can't take it anymore..." This was the first time I'd encountered something like this, so

I quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"I can't take it anymore...you're too strong, I can't take it..."

I'd only been at it for a few minutes, and I hadn't even used much force. Whether it was pain or exhaustion, I couldn't understand it; I was in the

throes of passion and wasn't about to let her go easily. "

Don't be afraid. I'll make you feel good in a bit..." I comforted her, my lower body still pounding, continuing to thrust into her. 　　"Ah...no, I can't take it anymore..." she groaned, finally pushing me off her forcefully. I reluctantly pulled my hard penis out of her and rolled over. 　　But my hands were still greedily exploring her body, continuing to knead her small breasts while one hand slid down into her pubic hair, trying to squeeze into her vagina to play with it. So, before her breathing had completely calmed down, she reached another climax, her panting turning into suppressed moans. I rolled over on top of her again, this time determined not to give her a chance to stop. I had been holding back for too long all night, and thinking this, my thrusts involuntarily quickened, her cries growing louder and louder. Finally, I ejaculated. My uncontrolled movements pounded into her wildly, and she writhed almost wildly, her mouth wide open, yet she couldn't utter a sound. 　　I had finally possessed this woman; it turned out that a middle-aged woman no longer valued virginity. I stopped my final , powerful thrust.

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