My mom helped me get a promotion.

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On the evening of April 29th, my mother came to the company to wait for me to get off work. It was already 5:30, I think.

Because I was still at the client's place, I told her on the phone that I might not be back until after 7:30, and that

she could wander around and meet my colleagues.

Unexpectedly, I returned to the company early, around 6:30. All my colleagues had left, but

I couldn't find my mother in the meeting room. So I searched through each office, and when I got to the manager's office, I vaguely heard a

girl's voice. I quietly went closer to see what was going on, and found that my mother was being seduce by Manager Chen.

Through the blinds in the manager's office, I saw my mother lying back on the sofa chair, all the buttons on her clothes were undone, her

bra was flipped up, and the manager's hands were playing with my mother's soft and elastic breasts. The nipples, which were originally inverted and

buried in the rosy areolas, were now being pulled out and sucked by the manager with his teeth, slowly making them hard. He then

pressed his lips against my mother's breasts, carefully licking every part, while his left hand was constantly stroking the other

breast .

Then, with his other hand, he lifted my mother's skirt, pulled her stockings down to her knees

, grabbed the bottom of her panties, and pulled them to the side, into the crevice between her labia and thighs. He then grasped

his swollen, purplish-red penis, aimed the glans at her labia, and forcefully thrust it in with a "plop," penetrating my mother's

wet, warm vagina.

"Ah! It's in! It's in!...You...you're making me...so...strong!" my mother moaned

, "Mmm...so big...so hard...mmm...it's so deep!"

My mother lay there limp, letting the manager's penis thrust violently in and out of her vagina. Even

through the window, the sounds of their genitals colliding could be clearly heard.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" My mother cried out in ecstasy, as if each thrust was draining

her clitoris, her face contorted in agony. Her buttocks moved up and down in rhythm with the thrusts

.

As the manager increased the speed of his thrusting, I saw him not only pull my mother's labia outwards with each stroke, but

his bright red penis also began to ooze droplets of fluid. Finally, a thin stream of fluid flowed from my

mother reddened vulva down to her buttocks, and in the blink of an eye, the vaginal fluid

soaked a large area of the sofa cushion.

The manager then began to vigorously caress and rub my mother's breasts, leaving red handprints

on her fair and tender breasts. Her pink nipples were now erect like two small grapes,

bobbing up and down in the waves of milk as her body was thrust into her. My mother's behavior was completely different from usual; I could only hear her

raising her voice and moaning even more wantonly: "Oh! Oh!... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Oh!..."

I think at this moment, she probably no longer knew that she was my mother.

A few minutes later, encouraged by my mother's loud moans, the manager finally

pressed his lower body tightly against her, his buttocks muscles twitching as he ejaculated inside her. He immediately

grabbed her legs, lifting them together, and a few strands of white, murky

semen slowly trickled from her vagina…

Good heavens! He actually wanted to get my mother pregnant? Otherwise, why would he lift her legs to keep the semen in

her uterus longer?

The manager glanced at the clock—7:10—looking resentful yet powerless.

He then began to suck and lick my mother's toes, her soft, boneless feet.

My wife always paid close attention to her feet; they had white, tender insteps, pink soles, and neatly trimmed,

smooth toes that reflected a pearly luster even without nail polish. I hadn't noticed

when her stockings had been pulled down from her knees to the floor.

Now all I could see was the manager frantically sucking and licking

my mother's slightly sore, yet not particularly smelly, little feet and between her toes, while constantly rubbing her toes with his hands.

After playing for a while, the manager asked my mother to help him enlarge his limp penis. It seemed he wasn't satisfied and

wanted to do it with my mother again. Strangely enough, my mother obediently used her little mouth to suck and lick it for him

.

She worked very hard, constantly changing positions to help the manager manipulate and suck his penis, like a little girl

tasting , her face showing a blissful, intoxicated expression that would make anyone want to do it

a few more times.

Any man would be furious about this, so why am I writing down what happened so

calmly ?

Our company is an overseas branch of a large Japanese trading company. Employees can be promoted continuously, and if they're lucky,

they might even be transferred to the headquarters and stay in Japan until retirement, receiving a substantial pension!

"I can't afford to have a conflict! If things escalate, both the manager and I will definitely be fired." I started racking my brains for

a solution .

So I quietly stood up (damn it! I even got aroused just looking at myself, so I had to squat on the ground

to read ), bent over, took the elevator downstairs, and dialed my mom's cell phone: "Hello! Mom? I

'm back! Just come to the basement parking lot to find me."

Not long after, my mom appeared in front of me with a smile, got into the car, kissed me, and said, "I

was just chatting with your manager, and he said the company is planning to send you to Osaka next year!"

(Hmph! That's right! My promotion opportunity is in his hands.)

"I knew it all along!" (I turned my head away, partly out of anger, and partly because I could

smell semen in her mouth when she spoke. Damn it! She kissed me? Manager Chen's semen might have been in

her mouth, and now it's... Ugh! Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit...)

After getting home, I didn't eat anything, and I was dizzy and couldn't sleep all night. I only started

to feel . At that moment, my mother said, "Sam! Isn't your company

having a lunch party in the rooftop garden today? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you still sleeping?"

"Oh! I think I have a bit of a cold. Can you please not bother me?" I replied, "Or

you can go in my place!"

My mother really did get dressed and took a taxi to our company, and I drifted back to sleep.

Go. I woke up, wow! It's already 4 PM, and Mom still hasn't come back? Did Manager Chen

mess with her again today?

I rushed to the company, heading straight for the manager's office (Damn it! I'm going to catch you today, I wo

n't rest until I pay you five million), but the entire sales department floor was empty!

"Maybe she's on the top floor?" I thought, and climbed up to check.

"Not here either?"

"Strange? Could she have gone to a hotel with Manager Chen?" I thought sadly, and went down the stairs.

"Heh! Heh! Heh!... Oh! Oh!... Is this it?... "

"Hi! Hi!... Ananda, you're so beautiful!... Heh! Heh!..."

"Huh? The president's still here? But what's going on?" I followed the sound and slowly moved to the window of his private

meeting room (our company's decor is all the same, large glass windows with straight-striped floor-length blinds,

making it easy to see inside through the gaps).

"I found my mom!" She was dressed neatly and sitting on the sofa next to our club president. On the coffee table

were probably leftover champagne from lunch and a few side dishes...

My mom's beige dress had thin straps that revealed her hairless, alluring armpits. Her 36D breasts

almost burst out of the fitted dress, and I could vaguely see two red nipples

(what? She wasn't wearing a bra today?). The hem of the yellow dress perfectly accentuated her long, slender

, pink thighs, making them appear exceptionally white. Her red lace-trimmed panties revealed a few tufts of pubic hair sticking out, forming

two rounded mounds with a slight indentation in the middle.

(F**k! What kind of position is this? How come so much is showing? The club president was sitting with his back to me by the window, so I

moved a few blinds to the side to peek inside.)

Oh my god! The president had a cocktail bowl on his lap, and my mother's bare foot was soaking in

it . The president held her foot with his left hand, and as soon as it was submerged, he put it in his mouth and began to suck and lick my mother

's smooth toes and the cocktail in between her toes. He dipped and licked my mother's

toes, making them bright red, and then picked up a cherry and placed it between her toes, starting to gnaw

on it ...

The president's other hand wasn't idle either, constantly stroking my mother's inner thighs. Finally, his fingers

slipped under the edge of my mother's panties, digging and probing, then he inserted and withdrew his index finger straight into

my mother's vagina, in... out... in... out...

At this moment, my mother's eyes were closed, her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly open, and her tongue sticking out a little, her face full of

lewd expression, moaning: "Hmm! Oh!... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Oh!... Hmm!

Ah..."

My mother went to the company dinner in my place. When I woke up and found she hadn't returned, I was afraid that

Manager Chen , so I rushed to the company to stop her, only to find that this time the person who was with my mother was

our president! He was probing my mother's vagina with his hand...

I thought to myself, if I barged in now, I probably wouldn't get anything out of it. My penis wouldn't penetrate her, and if I went to

the police station , the most I'd get was a charge of indecent assault against the club president. The police would definitely try to settle it privately, and in the end, I

'd probably be fired. Wouldn't that be losing everything? Plus, I hadn't eaten anything from noon yesterday until this evening, and I'd

just been searching up and down the stairs. Now my legs were so weak I was squatting on the floor.

Through the blinds, I saw the club president start pulling down the shoulder straps of my mother's dress along her arms. As he pulled the dress

down , my mother's fair breasts popped out, her two pink nipples now

standing erect without her even needing to suckle. The club president casually grabbed a bottle of fructose from the coffee table and poured it onto my mother's nipples.

Then , he lowered his head and began sucking and licking her breasts with his thick, sausage-like snout,

rubbing his short, thick stubble against her nipples.

"Oh... um... oh!... hmm!... so... comfortable..." my mother murmured.

The club president then thrust his head closer to my mother's face, pressing his lips against hers. My mother's

flushed cheeks began to swell and throb, like a frog hopping around in her mouth. The club president would occasionally lift his

head slightly to suck out my mother's pink tongue, while his right index finger dug into her vulva, pulling upwards forcefully, then pressing his palm against her vaginal opening and massaging it in a circular motion... 　　"Ugh... oh..." My mother's mouth was being forcefully kissed, and she made indistinct moans. 　　Seeing that the time was right, the president took a vibrating egg from the coffee table (it was the sample I brought back last week , semi-oval, about the size of an eraser, vibrating when turned on). He turned it on and immediately squeezed it into my mother's vagina through her trouser leg. Then he started to pull off her dress, pulling it down to her feet, not forgetting to lick and suck her soft, cocktail-scented toes a few times. 　　Now my mother's underwear was also thrown on the ground, and she lay naked on her back, shamelessly moaning " uh-huh , ah-ah." The president stroked her breasts with one hand, and with the other hand, he first spread my mother's thighs to expose her labia and her wet, alluring vulva that was still dripping with lustful fluid. Then the president licked and gently bit and pulled the two petals with his teeth. At this moment, my mother's body twitched slightly and began to tremble. 　　"Mmm!...Oh!...Mmm...Hmm!...Put it in...Put it in!" She cried out incoherently and comfortably, begging the president to have sex with her. 　　The president then used his thumb and forefinger to insert into her vagina, trying to take out the vibrator, and deliberately grabbed the vibrator and shook it up and down inside. At this moment, he pulled my mother to her feet. My mother was could only hold onto the back of the sofa, kneeling on the chair facing me. Her flushed cheeks were half-hidden by her long hair, and her half-closed eyes were almost entirely white. Her weak, open mouth was moaning , "...put it in...put it in quickly!..." 　　The president put the vibrator he had taken out into a condom, then put it on his short, thick penis, which was about ten centimeters long (wow! No need for injections or pills, instantly longer?). Holding his penis, he aimed it at my mother's vagina from behind and slowly inserted it... 　　"Ah!...So good...Hmm!...So good..." my mother moaned.

The club president began thrusting, his body arching and contracting, causing my mother's pair of white, drooping breasts

to sway . Residual fructose gathered at her pink nipples, and a few drops were splashed onto the Venetian blinds in front of me.

I could see his testicles swaying back and forth in tandem, as he alternately reached out with his left and right hands to grab and squeeze my

wife swaying breasts.

"Ah!... Hmm!... Hmm!... Oh! Oh! Oh!..." My mother collapsed weakly

to the ground , unable even to kneel.

He pulled up my mother's right arm, bent down and licked her clean, hairless armpit, occasionally

turning his head to kiss her soft, swaying breasts. Then, he simply changed my mother's position to lie on her side on

the sofa, took her right foot into his mouth and continued thrusting, penetrating deep into my mother's

vagina again and again. She was now moaning incessantly, and most of her pubic hair was soaked with her vaginal fluids

.

The president changed his approach again, pressing his fat belly tightly against my mother's flat stomach, stopping

thrusting, and instead began to twist and rub his hairy, dark buttocks. With the vibrating egg inserted into her belly

, my mother was in a state of blissful ecstasy. I could see her beautiful little foot raised high in front of me,

her pink, tender toes moving open and closed through the window on the back of the chair.

She must have reached her climax. I licked the windowpane, fantasizing about eating her little feet, while watching

and guessing. The president's testicles were almost inside my mother's wide-open labia, and her pubic hair was wet with her vaginal

fluid labia, deformed by his testicles, and her lustful, intoxicated face, when suddenly I

felt a strange sensation in my lower abdomen, and my left hand made my penis spit on the windowpane.

At this moment, the president began to vigorously thrust into my mother, who had fainted from excessive excitement, while one hand was still fiddling with

her clitoris. Before long, the president was on top of my mother, holding her tightly, his buttock

muscles twitching, and he had ejaculated.

"Condom! That's the evidence..." I suddenly stood up, wanting to rush in and catch them in the act.

But I hadn't slept well, my stomach was empty, and running up and down the stairs had exhausted me, not to mention I had a tingling itch. As soon as

I stood up, my vision went black, my legs went weak, and I collapsed to the ground with a thud.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on the sofa where they had just made love. My mother was sitting at the other end, looking exhausted

and limp.

As soon as the president saw I was awake, perhaps realizing the scandal had been exposed and things wouldn't end well, he immediately put on a smile and

said eagerly, "Hou-san! It's great that you work so hard. I really like you. Starting next week, you'll

be in charge of the entire sales department. Manager Chen was fired because of the excessive number of defective products from the last shipment due to collusion with the factory

. Are you willing?... Oh... Manager Hou?"

I looked at his sweaty, red ears, pondering his fabricated reason (I was the one who inspected the goods; there were no defective products at all. If I were manager, I could get hundreds of thousands, even millions, in kickbacks

from the factory for each batch ). 　　"Hou-san! Take a vacation next month and come stay at my place in Osaka for a few days. Don't work so hard, or you 'll hurt your health." He got even more anxious and started raising the stakes... 　　If a Japanese person invites you to stay at their house, and you're on good terms, you might even be able to bathe with their family. The president's mother is almost forty-five, but his only daughter is only fifteen or sixteen, and she looks like Rie Miyazawa ... 　　Damn it! I'm going to do it! ...I've decided to go and have my way with both of them! 　　"Thank you for the promotion, President!" I struggled to my feet and bowed to the president.

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