The junior manager in charge of personnel

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The story takes place in a backward place.
Wool mills are a product of their time; in an era of limited industrial production, such factories were numerous,
almost ubiquitous, and their workers' wages were significantly better than those of farmers.
The protagonist is a director surnamed Zhao. Director Zhao is a minor official in the factory, in
charge of personnel and job assignments for new workers.
"Director Zhao, this matter is entirely up to you. My daughter Guifang, born in the Year of the Tiger, is already 17 and
still doesn't have a job. You know, it's inconvenient for a young woman to always stay at home; it's not a good situation,"
a middle-aged woman in plain makeup and work clothes
said with .
"Well, Sister Li, it's not that I don't want to help, but this is a major event in the factory recently, and many people
are watching. I'm just a small director; there are many superiors above me, but not many subordinates.
I'm afraid I really can't help with this kind of thing," Director Zhao said with a smile, his eyes slightly narrowed, making them
difficult to read.
"Oh, Director Zhao, I know you're in a difficult position. We don't dare to ask for the job, as long as
you're willing to help, that's fine." Sister Li, hearing Director Zhao's repeated refusals, wasn't annoyed and continued to persuade him.
"Well, given our friendship over the years, I should help, but
the department in charge of hiring at the factory isn't under my jurisdiction, and I don't have that much power. Sister Li, you understand." Director Zhao firmly
refused.
"Knock, knock, knock."
A knock sounded at the door.
"Director Zhao, let's talk about this later. I've asked my husband to prepare two bottles of good wine.
Come over after work tomorrow and try my cooking. Is that alright?" Sister Li said quickly upon hearing someone arrive.
"Okay, sure, we'll talk later." "Well,
Director Zhao, I'll be going now. See you tomorrow."
"Come in."
As the door opened, a woman who looked to be in her early thirties walked in.
"Section Chief Liu, what brings you here?" Director Zhao said, standing up.
Sister Li and Section Chief Liu brushed past each other; they didn't know each other.
Watching Sister Li leave, Section Chief Liu closed the door.
"You rascal, what mischief were you up to in the office? Who was that woman? She
hasn't come to see me for days. Tell me!" Section Chief Liu feigned a coquettish expression, showing no sign of
accusation .
"Oh, my dear Section Chief Liu, you've misunderstood me. Our factory's been hiring lately, and
now all sorts of people are coming to me, asking me to pull some strings and get some workers. That
one who just left was her." Director Zhao caught the rushing Section Chief Liu and pulled her into a hug.
It turned out that Section Chief Liu from the finance department and Director Zhao from the personnel office were having an affair. Years ago, Section Chief Liu's
husband had died in an accident at the mine, leaving no heir, and she was a widow. Similarly,
Director Zhao, in her thirties and still unmarried, was also there. After a while, and being colleagues who already knew each other, their mutual
needs for both love and sex led to a relationship.
"Yeah, I know you've been busy lately, that's why I came to see you," said Section Chief Liu, her voice softening as she was held in his arms
like a gentle kitten.
Looking at the blushing beauty in his arms, Director Zhao felt a tingling sensation in his heart. A surge of desire welled up within him
. He lifted Section Chief Liu up and sat her on his
lap . He reached down and slipped his hand under her collar.
Section Chief Liu was just thirty, undeniably beautiful, but not particularly talented. Because of her husband's accident,
the factory had given her a deputy section chief position. At the prime of her life, and now widowed, she could
n't bear the loneliness. That's why she had come to see her lover. Section Chief
Liu was wearing a white shirt under a two-button suit jacket, the collar quite open.
Director Zhao was definitely a seasoned pro. One hand reached between the two peaks, exploring back and forth. Section Chief Liu,
not to be outdone, kissed Director Zhao on the lips. The couple, their passion ignited,
began a heated exchange on the sofa in the personnel director's office.
After their lovemaking, Section Chief Liu straightened his disheveled clothes, still gazing at Director Zhao with seductive eyes.
Director Zhao lit a cigarette, took a puff, and coughed twice.
"Cough, cough, everyone says post-coital cigarettes are good, but why do I feel so nauseous?" he muttered
, stubbing out the lit cigarette in the ashtray.
"Want to come over tonight? I'll cook some good dishes, and we can have a drink?" Section Chief Liu suggested,
looking at Director Zhao with eager anticipation.
"Hmm, not today, I have to go home. If I go with you, I definitely won't be able to get home tonight." After saying that,
he thought for a moment and added, "Not tomorrow either, I have things to do tomorrow."
"Things to do, things to do, always things to do! You don't even have a wife at home, I don't know where you get so many things to do all day!"
Hearing Director Zhao's refusal, Section Chief Liu was a little unhappy. After all, it was the office, so he couldn't be completely unrestrained.
Director Zhao saw everything about Section Chief Liu, and looking at the ups and downs of Section Chief Liu's breasts, the already
released flames seemed to be ignited by another spark.
Although Section Chief Liu had never given birth, she was the kind of woman "whose breasts couldn't be held in one hand." Those were the big hands of
working people. The eye-catching nature of her breasts was self-evident, and Director Zhao's favorite thing was these
breasts.
Thinking of this, Director Zhao decided to do it again, to experience these gentle breasts once more. He beckoned,
signaling Section Chief Liu to come up onto his lap.
Seeing Director Zhao beckon, Section Chief Liu was overjoyed, her alluring expression returning to her face. She eagerly and passionately
returned to Director Zhao's embrace, kissing her passionately.
Director Zhao's hands returned to her breasts, invading them wantonly. Section Chief Liu's fire was quickly
reignited; she reached for Director Zhao's zipper, unzipped it, and finding it wasn't quite ready,
lowered her head and began to lick and tease them.
"Mmm, oh, okay," Director Zhao made sounds of pleasure. Gradually, she became more aroused,
her erection rising.
Seeing the change in his beloved, Section Chief Liu beamed with joy. He lifted her skirt again, spread his legs, and sat
on her.
"Mmm..." With a long sigh, the two became deeply united once more. They moved freely
up and , each movement imbued with the rhythm of life.
The office environment clearly aroused Section Chief Liu, making her body more easily satisfied, and
her voice more affectionate. Amidst the constant movement and soft moans, Director Zhao quickly ejaculated.
In the final seconds, Section Chief Liu also reached the peak of passion, holding Director Zhao tightly, his fingers gripping
her back, his lips pressed together. His expression was one of pure enjoyment, like parched
crops receiving rain.
After a moment, Section Chief Liu discreetly helped Director Zhao clean herself, and as he did so, he became so engrossed that
he couldn't resist giving her a kiss. Director Zhao let out a soft moan. Because Director Zhao was never one to indulge in pleasure, there was absolutely no way he would do it
a third time; in fact, it was rare for him to come back like this. Director Zhao planned to enjoy himself until he was fifty or sixty, and
didn't want to overindulge in his youth.
The two deliveries in such a short time had left Director Zhao quite tired. After Section Chief Liu left, he sat quietly
in his chair.
The next day, at noon.
Sister Li came to Director Zhao's office again.
"Director
Zhao Director Zhao remained expressionless, still sitting there with a smile. At this moment, Sister Li was a little anxious. She
knew that Director Zhao was the type who wouldn't act without a clear benefit; he would never
agree to .
Sister Li gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and said, "If you get drunk tonight, don't go home
. Tomorrow is Sunday, no work, I'll take good care of you."
At this point, Director Zhao understood the implication in Sister Li's words—taking care of him so late at night?
Director Zhao looked up and carefully examined the middle-aged woman, Sister Li. Although she had been married for many years and had children
in their teens, her figure was still quite good. She was slender in the right places and
perky in the right places. Although she was wearing work clothes, the clothes could only cover part of her figure; the white overcoat couldn't hide her ample bosom.
The belt around her waist further accentuated her full hips.
"This is the epitome of a mature woman," Director Zhao couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Looking closely at Sister Li,
although she was a worker, she was well-maintained. She didn't have many wrinkles around her eyes, and Director Zhao
liked . Although she was a mature woman with curves, it didn't detract from Director Zhao's overall impression of her; she was plump but not greasy.
She was considered one of the better women in the factory.
"Sister Li, what are you saying? It's my honor to taste your cooking. I'll definitely come today; I just
hope it won't trouble you," Director Zhao quickly agreed, having made his decision.
Hearing Director Zhao's affirmative answer, Sister Li felt relieved, said goodbye, and left.
Director Zhao stared at Sister Li's departing figure, his head swaying gently with the movement of her full hips.
Soon, it was time to leave work. Sister Li's home was in the middle of the factory's allocated housing. Director Zhao naturally
found it.
The time was 6:40 PM. The directors always left work earlier than the workers, but Director Zhao
had some urgent business and was delayed.
Knock, knock, knock.
Wang Sanyue, Sister Li's husband, opened the door. Sister Li's name was Li Lin. She was a long-time worker at the factory and had known
Director Zhao for a long time. Director Zhao had also known Wang Sanyue for many years, though not well,
he knew a bit about him.
In his youth, Wang Sanyue was a good-for-nothing hoodlum, stealing chickens and dogs to make a little money. After marrying
Li Lin , he stopped being a hoodlum. He didn't have any special skills, just stayed at home, going out drinking and gambling. The family
relied on Li Lin for a living; although not wealthy, they were content.
"Brother Zhao, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for ages!" Wang Sanyue greeted Director
Zhao welcoming him inside. Wang Sanyue clearly knew this man could be of great help, hence his exceptional hospitality.
"Make yourself at home, don't be shy." Wang Sanyue quickly offered Director Zhao slippers.
Wang Sanyue pointed to the dining table, "The food will be ready soon, just a little while."
The food was served quickly.
"Come on, Brother Zhao, have a drink! This wine was brought back from out of town by a friend.
It's not common here." Before even eating, Wang Sanyue began toasting Director Zhao. Li Lin poured the wine.
"Hmm, good wine indeed, truly good wine." Director Zhao tasted a piece of braised pork and exclaimed, "Sister Li's cooking is the best! Such good wine
and meat, thank you so much, Sister Li and brother-in-law, for your hospitality. By the way, where's Gui Fen?
I haven't seen her," Director Zhao thought, assuming Wang Gui Fen was probably not there, as there was another reception that evening.
Director Zhao hadn't figured out how Li Lin planned to deal with Wang Sanyue.
"Guifen, she went to her grandmother's house. She won't be back today, only tomorrow afternoon," Li Lin said, knowing
Director Zhao's thoughts and immediately resolving his predicament.
As they ate, the wine was almost gone; a jin (500ml) of baijiu was almost empty. Director Zhao felt a little
tipsy, but Wang Sanyue was already getting carried away. It turned out that Li Lin always poured Wang Sanyue a full glass,
while the glass for Director Zhao was only about seven-tenths full. Plus, Wang Sanyue had drunk more because she was asking for a favor,
so she probably drank about seven liang (350ml) of that jin.
Director Zhao, who had come with a business to attend to, naturally wouldn't drink much.
After finishing the wine, Wang Sanyue pulled Director Zhao to watch TV. He was still rambling incoherently, saying, "
Haiyang, (Director Zhao's real name is Zhao Haiyang), not to criticize you, but you're not getting any younger, how come you're still
single? You have a good job, a house, and you're good-looking too, how come
you're still single? When I was your age, I'd been through countless cornfields, don't tell your sister Li about that." Wang Sanyue was already drunk, and
Zhao Haiyang was keeping up with his rambling.
"To be honest, not getting married has its advantages. Before I got married, I was quite the celebrity,
so many young women and wives wanted to sleep with me, it was so wonderful. Now that I'm married, it's not like before, it's not so casual."
"Do you know what happened before…?" Wang Sanyue was speaking when she suddenly stopped.
Zhao Haiyang, who had been listening, noticed the silence and saw that Wang Sanyue was already snoring. Wang Sanyue had fallen asleep
sitting on the sofa.
At this moment, Zhao Haiyang realized it was his turn. He got up and went to the kitchen.
"Sister Li, brother-in-law is asleep." Zhao Haiyang stood a few steps behind Li Lin.
Li Lin seemed a little guilty and hummed in response, but didn't say anything more.
"Then I want to sleep too. Sister Li shouldn't have kept me company or anything." Zhao Haiyang took
a step and placed a hand on Li Lin's shoulder. He felt a strong reaction from Li Lin to his hand.
Seeing that Li Lin didn't speak, Zhao Haiyang was a little displeased. After all, he was the boss, and he added, "If you don't want to,
then I'll leave. Anyway, we've already drunk the wine and eaten the food." After saying that, he took his hand off Li Lin's shoulder.
Li Lin panicked when she heard this. He hurriedly turned around and said, "No, Director Zhao, wait for me to wash up a bit
. Wait for me in the bedroom."
Zhao Haiyang had been waiting for this, so he hummed in agreement and went to the bedroom.
Once inside, he didn't turn on the light, simply sat on the bed, and quietly waited.
After , he heard the sound of running water; Li Lin must be showering. Zhao Haiyang had been with married
women many times over the years, but this was the first time he'd seen someone's husband sleeping right outside their door. Thinking of Li Lin's mature
appearance, Zhao Haiyang began to get aroused.
The bedroom door suddenly closed, and Zhao Haiyang knew Li Lin had entered. The sudden darkness made Zhao Haiyang feel
uneasy, and suddenly, a full, voluptuous body pressed against him. Zhao Haiyang was a
man who , and he remained calm.
Li Lin didn't intend to turn on the light; having her husband cheating in the living room was obviously too exciting. She groped for Zhao
Haiyang's shirt, her hands caressing his chest, occasionally kissing his zipper. As they kissed
, his hand reached down and pulled out his already rock-hard member. He swallowed hard,
took it in his mouth, and began to suck.
Zhao Haiyang thoroughly enjoyed this proactive service, lying down cooperatively to give Li Lin more room
to move .
Each powerful swallow, the sound of saliva and mouth
echoing , Li Lin's hands constantly caressing Zhao Haiyang's inner thighs.
"Come on," Zhao Haiyang's desire had reached its peak, desperately needing that warm, moist place.
To let his precious member rest and move around.
Li Lin had been married for over ten years, but Wang Sanyue had gone out drinking while Li Lin was pregnant and was assaulted, injuring his
genitals. His function had been severely damaged, and Li Lin's married life wasn't as happy as rumored;
they could count the number of times they were intimate on one hand a year. In recent years, it had practically stopped.
Zhao Haiyang hadn't given these issues much thought, especially in this drunken, lustful moment.
When a drunk man meets a woman without a husband, it's easy for things to escalate. It has to be said that
the factory workers liked to wear skirts, and this was evident here. Li Lin lifted her skirt and
sat down comfortably. A mature woman's slipperiness was her best calling card; perfect entry without any resistance,
straight to the bottom.
Li Lin had been parched for a long time, and this sudden, intense thrust made her unable to hold back a cry. Then came endless craving; with little foreplay, two mature bodies moved up and down
in this unlit room . 　　Zhao Haiyang had been drinking, so naturally he lasted longer than usual. Li Lin, on top of him , was overwhelmed by the pleasure, uttering words that would make anyone blush. In such an affair, the mental pleasure often surpassed the physical pleasure. 　　"Ah..." Li Lin reached a peak less than ten meters from her husband, her eyes closed, her body stiff as she sat on Zhao Haiyang, her whole body convulsing. 　　"Slap slap slap..." 　　Zhao Haiyang, not yet finished, seeing the person on top of him no longer moving, began to move rhythmically himself. Li Lin was awakened by the throbbing beneath her and quickly resumed the battle. 　　"Sister Li, is it safe?" 　　"Mmm." 　　This time, Li Lin collapsed onto Zhao Haiyang, her body convulsing without any strength. She felt that this moment of pleasure surpassed everything she had experienced in her entire life. 　　The lights remained dim, and in the small space, only two heavy breaths and steady snoring could be heard from outside. They remained in this position for an unknown amount of time. 　　"Haiyang, you're amazing. You've made me feel so good," Li Lin said, her words filled with heartfelt sweetness. 　　"Yes, I'll figure out what to do about Guifen. You don't need to worry. We'll come drinking again in the future, so you don't need to worry about that either."

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