Nostalgia for my female boss

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On Monday, I arrived at the company early, feeling quite cheerful. After parking my car and clocking in with my fingerprint, I went into the office, got some hot water, cleaned up, and completed the usual routine. Suddenly, I received a call from my supervisor, who asked if I had worked in plumbing or electrical work before. I replied, "Yes!"

He said, "Okay, go to the general manager's house now; her bathroom is leaking."

Uh! I hesitated for a moment and said, "I've never been there before, and I don't even know the address."

My supervisor said, "Wait a moment, I'll give you the phone number," which I noted down. After hanging up with my supervisor, I dialed the number he'd given me. The call connected, and I said, "Is this Mr. Yang? Hello, this is Xiao Li. The supervisor said your bathroom is leaking and asked me to come take a look."

The other person replied, "Oh, Xiao Li, yes, yes, it started leaking last night. Because it was too late, we can only fix it today. Could you come over?" I asked for the address and quickly drove over. After searching around, I finally found the general manager's house. I registered my documents, drove into the community, and parked my car next to the address the boss had given me (there was even a designated parking space). Looking up, wow! It was incredibly impressive! Just the house itself: a villa! I'm sure you can imagine how luxurious it is inside without the owner even explaining. Ding-dong! Ding-dong! I rang the doorbell a few times, and soon I heard a voice from the video doorbell, "Oh, Xiao Li, wait a moment!"

The door opened with a soft "pop," and I looked up to see Ms. Yang, dressed in a seductive purple lace slip dress, greeting me.

Because it was a slip dress, a deep cleavage was displayed before me. My heart skipped a beat, and I stared blankly for a moment. "Xiao Li, Xiao Li..." Ms. Yang called me several times before I finally came to my senses.

She said, "Don't just stand there, come in!"

She took a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of me. The moment she bent down, I almost collapsed. A pair of full, large breasts were half-hidden and half-revealed in front of me, like in a Japanese AV film, a wife serving her husband who had come home, and my inner universe was about to explode. As I changed my shoes, it reminded me that Ms. Yang usually wore business attire at the company and was very feminine, but at home she dressed so sexily (actually, I was being wicked; people can wear whatever they want to be comfortable at home). I changed my shoes and followed her to the living room, the stairs, and the bedroom.

Walking behind her, a captivating fragrance wafted towards me. My gaze traveled slowly upwards from her slender legs; her sexy nightgown accentuated her beautiful figure, the dress swaying with her hips. Her long, beautiful hair, seemingly styled in curls, was a hallmark of a young married woman. As

we slowly ascended the stairs, the scene before me left me speechless, and I blurted out, "Ms. Yang, where's your husband?"

Suddenly, she turned around, and I nearly bumped my face into her private parts. She exclaimed, "I don't even have a boyfriend, let alone a husband!"

"Really? Ms. Yang, your career is already on track, you could say it's stable. Why aren't you planning to find a boyfriend and get married yet?"

she said. "You know, when you're young, you're busy building your career. Now that you're older, nobody wants you!"

I quickly chimed in, "No way! How old are you? You're so beautiful, there's a line of men chasing after you!"

She said, "Don't talk nonsense, kid. I'm 36 already, past my teenage years. Nowadays, men prefer younger women. As you get older, you'll just get old faster."

Well, I accidentally picked up on that line. "I like mature women who are more accepting of material things and know how to manage a household!" I immediately regretted saying it.

She asked me, "Are you married?"

I said, "Not...not yet!" I almost stammered at that question.

She said, "Oh! Time to look." Entering the bedroom and then the bathroom, the floor was wet. She pointed to the leaking water under the sink, and I lay down on the tiles to check if the drainpipe was disconnected.

"Hey, don't get yourself wet!"

she said, squatting down to talk to me. I almost had a nosebleed. Because I was wearing a nightgown, and a very low-cut one at that, her squatting down gave me a perfect view of her private parts—a thong! A pink thong.

I replied, "Okay, it's okay!" From

this angle, she couldn't see what I was seeing. Upon closer inspection, there were wet patches on the thong. Could it be vaginal lubrication?

Oh, I couldn't take it anymore. I pretended to fiddle with it for a while. Actually, I took the opportunity to admire her for a while. A little pink veil peeked out from between her fair, slender legs, and through the light from the floor tiles, the beauty of her private parts was clearly visible. Her thong was already very small, and she had no pubic hair! Was she a "white tiger" (a woman with no pubic hair)? Oh my god… I got up and said to her, "The drainpipe is fine, maybe the switch is broken. Let me check if the angle valve is leaking."

As I spoke, I opened the door under the sink. It was full of things, and I couldn't see the valve inside. I took out shower gel, soap, a new toothbrush, an electric vibrator, and so on!!

A vibrator??? I was completely dumbfounded. I glanced at her awkwardly. She covered her mouth with her hand, looking embarrassed but unsure what to say. Oh no

, I've messed up! In a moment of quick thinking, I came up with an idea. I said, "I have one of these at home, but it's for men. It's perfectly normal for us to have these physiological needs at our age."

Calmly, I grabbed a towel and wrapped the vibrator in it, then set it aside. She seemed much better because I broke the awkward silence, saying, "You've been busy all day. I'll go get you some tea. What would you like to drink?"

I said, "I haven't had breakfast yet. Do you have any milk?"

She said, "Wait, I'll get it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran out of the bedroom. I thought to myself, she probably wanted to calm herself down first.

I took the opportunity to unwrap the towel around her penis. In the light, I could faintly see some clear, sticky fluid on it. This inadvertently reminded me of the wetness seeping through her thong earlier. Had she been masturbating before I arrived?

I brought it close to my nose and smelled it; there was a faint fragrance. I understood, I got it! I quickly wrapped it up again and put it back. I turned off the main valve (because repairing the valve would cause backflow), turned on the shower, then used a wrench to open the angle valve, reinforced it, and reinstalled it. Done!

Just then, Ms. Yang came in and said to me, "The milk is ready, go and have some."

I said, "Okay, I'll just go open the main valve first."

She said, "Okay! I'll get a rag and wipe it."

I walked straight out, then turned back to peek. She was kneeling on the floor tiles, her buttocks sticking up, her thong completely exposed before me. My heart skipped a beat.

Leaving the bedroom, I went downstairs and opened the main valve.

Suddenly, I heard a scream from upstairs. I rushed up, shouting, "What happened?" When I got to the bedroom, I was shocked. She was soaked! Soaked! Oh no! I was fixing the valve and forgot to turn off the shower, getting her completely soaked.

Oh dear! What a beautiful sight! I was overjoyed. Because she was wet, Ms. Yang's breasts were partially visible in front of me. Since her nightgown was sheer, it was fine when she was dry, but now even her nipples were showing through the nightgown. She said awkwardly, "Stop looking. Go get me a dry towel from the bedroom closet."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go get it." I ran into the bedroom closet to find a towel. Opening the drawer, I was greeted by a dazzling display of women's lingerie—lace bras, sheer fabrics, and sexy panties, all neatly arranged. I couldn't resist reaching out and touching them all. I was still in a daze, as excited as Tang Sanzang obtaining a supreme robe on his journey to the West.

A voice came from the bathroom, "Did you find the bath towel?"

I said I was still looking, grabbed a towel, and ran into the bathroom. My goodness, she was truly like a lotus emerging from the water, without a trace of mud; a beautiful, naked body was displayed before me.

Mr. Yang pulled me in and whispered, "Am I pretty?"

I said, "Pretty!"

"Do you like me?"

"Yes!"

"Want to do it with me?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck me—this was a trap! Never mind, I quickly stripped off my clothes, grabbed her, and she passionately responded. We kissed deeply, and slowly, my hand moved from her ear, her earlobe, her neck, to her alluring breasts.

Perhaps because she was a woman in her prime, her full breasts were really firm and not sagging at all. I cupped her breasts in my hands and slowly savored them one by one, and she couldn't help but enjoy the pleasure I gave her, occasionally letting out moans. Slowly, I kissed down her waist, her sexy little waist, without stretch marks or a single bit of excess fat. Gradually, I reached the clearly visible, bare triangle of her vulva. Just as I was about to kiss her, she said, "Go to the bed!"

"Okay!"

I picked her up, walked out of the bathroom, and put her on the bed. From this angle, she looked like a fairy appearing before you. I continued the steps I hadn't finished, parting her legs and pressing my face against hers, savoring her vulva. There was really no odor, perhaps because she usually pays attention to hygiene. Her labia weren't very dark either; it was impossible for them to be as white as her skin, since that area is kept out of the light.

I gently licked her clitoris with my tongue, and her body suddenly trembled, moaning incessantly, "No...no...!" But then she changed her words, "Husband, continue...continue! Oh...don't stop! I want...I want...!" Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together, trembling on the bed, her face so flushed, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead...

Slowly, her cherry-like lips pressed against mine, and with a swift movement, she unbuckled my belt. Then, one of us lay down and the other knelt, one of us lying down, the other kneeling. She stroked my penis with one hand and my scrotum with the other, her tongue sucking down my penis, occasionally swirling and licking the glans and base of my penis with her tongue, giving me a feeling of flying to heaven!

Women take foreplay long, but men don't need much foreplay to get an erection. I couldn't take it anymore!

I got up and grabbed her legs, covering her knees with my hands. A pink vulva was revealed before me. I couldn't wait any longer, so I leaned forward, grabbed my penis, aimed at her opening, and thrust in. I saw her chest rise, and she let out a long sigh.

Immediately, I launched a fierce attack. Listening to her moans softly in my ear excited me immensely. Suddenly, she said to me, "Slow down, it hurts! Let me get on top..."

I said, "Okay!" Let her do as she pleases. I supported her with both hands, and she straddled me, swaying at a 45-degree angle. Because at this moment, my penis wasn't in an "A" shape, but a ">" shape. Oh, I was about to have an amazing orgasm.

I cupped her breasts in my hands and rubbed her nipples incessantly with my index fingers. She got excited and cried out loudly. I quickly covered her mouth, almost scaring me to death. She said, "It's okay. Apart from the alarm button by your bed, no one walks around here normally, no one will hear me."

Reassured, I let go and frantically licked her nipples with my tongue, while she continued to moan.

I suggested we change positions. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I picked her up, supporting her from under her knees with my forearms, mimicking scenes from Japanese adult films. She cried out in ecstasy, "Husband, darling, you're doing this!" I made her imitate the sounds from the movies, and she did it just as well as the actresses.

"Honey, I'm almost there, fuck me from behind..."

I put her on the bed, she rolled over, her buttocks facing me, I thrust in, and with a thud, she lifted her head and let out a soft moan.

I knew that the sensation from behind was making her even more ecstatic. I thrust harder, and she cooperated with my movements, her vagina rubbing tightly against my penis. I felt so stimulated, and I was about to ejaculate. I grabbed her with both hands and pulled her up from behind, her upper body dangling in the air, desperately shouting, "Yamai dai, ya mai dai, ya mai dai, yi ge, yi ge, yi ge..."

Suddenly, I thrust forcefully... I thrust in, and a thousand sons and a thousand grandsons shot inside. "So...good...ah!"

I collapsed on top of her, feeling her body tremble and her breathing heavily. I asked her if it felt good, and she nodded, saying, "So good!"

I prepared to pull out, but she said she wanted to enjoy it a little longer. After a long while, I pulled my penis out of her vagina, and immediately streams of white fluid came out. I took a tissue and wiped it off for her. Afterward, we embraced and fell asleep.

On Monday, I arrived at the company early, feeling quite cheerful. After parking my car and clocking in with my fingerprint, I went into the office, got some hot water, cleaned up, and completed the usual routine. Suddenly, I received a call from my supervisor, who asked if I had worked in plumbing or electrical work before. I replied, "Yes!"

He said, "Okay, go to the general manager's house now; her bathroom is leaking."

Uh! I hesitated for a moment and said, "I've never been there before, and I don't even know the address."

My supervisor said, "Wait a moment, I'll give you the phone number," which I noted down. After hanging up with my supervisor, I dialed the number he'd given me. The call connected, and I said, "Is this Mr. Yang? Hello, this is Xiao Li. The supervisor said your bathroom is leaking and asked me to come take a look."

The other person replied, "Oh, Xiao Li, yes, yes, it started leaking last night. Because it was too late, we can only fix it today. Could you come over?" I asked for the address and quickly drove over. After searching around, I finally found the general manager's house. I registered my documents, drove into the community, and parked my car next to the address the boss had given me (there was even a designated parking space). Looking up, wow! It was incredibly impressive! Just the house itself: a villa! I'm sure you can imagine how luxurious it is inside without the owner even explaining. Ding-dong! Ding-dong! I rang the doorbell a few times, and soon I heard a voice from the video doorbell, "Oh, Xiao Li, wait a moment!"

The door opened with a soft "pop," and I looked up to see Ms. Yang, dressed in a seductive purple lace slip dress, greeting me.

Because it was a slip dress, a deep cleavage was displayed before me. My heart skipped a beat, and I stared blankly for a moment. "Xiao Li, Xiao Li..." Ms. Yang called me several times before I finally came to my senses.

She said, "Don't just stand there, come in!"

She took a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of me. The moment she bent down, I almost collapsed. A pair of full, large breasts were half-hidden and half-revealed in front of me, like in a Japanese AV film, a wife serving her husband who had come home, and my inner universe was about to explode. As I changed my shoes, it reminded me that Ms. Yang usually wore business attire at the company and was very feminine, but at home she dressed so sexily (actually, I was being wicked; people can wear whatever they want to be comfortable at home). I changed my shoes and followed her to the living room, the stairs, and the bedroom.

Walking behind her, a captivating fragrance wafted towards me. My gaze traveled slowly upwards from her slender legs; her sexy nightgown accentuated her beautiful figure, swaying with her hips. Her long, beautiful hair, seemingly styled in curls, was a hallmark of a young married woman.

As we slowly ascended the stairs, the scene before me left me speechless, and I blurted out, "Ms. Yang, where's your husband?"

Suddenly, she turned around, and I nearly bumped my face into her private parts. She said, "I don't even have a boyfriend, let alone a husband!"

"Really? Ms. Yang, your career is already on track, you could say it's stable. Why haven't you planned to find a boyfriend and get married?"

she said. "You know, when I was young, I was busy building my career. Now that I'm older, nobody wants me!"

I quickly chimed in, "No way, you're so young! You're so beautiful, men are lining up to date you!"

She said, "Don't talk nonsense, kid. I'm 36, past puberty. Men these days prefer younger women; once you get older, you'll just get old faster."

Well, I'd inadvertently picked up on that line, "I like mature women, women who are more accepting of material things and know how to manage a household!" As soon as I said it, I regretted it.

She asked, "Are you married?"

I said, "Not...not yet!" I almost stammered.

She said, "Oh! You should find someone." We went into the bedroom, and in the bathroom, the floor was wet. She pointed to the leaking water under the sink. I lay down on the tiles to check if the drainpipe was disconnected.

"Hey, don't get yourself wet!"

she said, squatting down to talk to me. I almost had a nosebleed. Because she was wearing a nightgown, and a very low-cut one at that, her squatting down gave me a perfect view of her private parts—a thong! A pink thong.

I replied, "Okay, it's okay!"

From this angle, she couldn't see what I was actually seeing. Looking closer, I saw wet patches on the thong. Was it vaginal lubrication?

Oh, I couldn't take it anymore. I pretended to fiddle with it for a while. Actually, I took the opportunity to admire her for a long time. A little pink fabric was visible between her fair, slender legs. Through the light from the floor tiles, the beauty of her private parts was clearly visible. The thong was already very small, and she had no pubic hair! Was she a celibate? "Oh my god..." I got up and said to her, "The drainpipe is fine, it's probably the switch that's broken. Let me check if the angle valve is leaking."

As I spoke, I opened the door under the sink. It was full of things, and I couldn't see the valves inside. I took out shower gel, soap, a new toothbrush, an electric vibrator, and so on!

A vibrator??? I was completely dumbfounded. I glanced at her awkwardly. She covered her mouth with her hand, looking embarrassed but not knowing what to say. Oh no

, I've messed up! In a moment of quick thinking, I came up with an idea. I said, "I have one of these at home, but it's for men. It's perfectly normal for us to have these physiological needs at our age."

Calmly, I grabbed a towel and wrapped the vibrator in it, then set it aside. She seemed much better because I broke the awkward silence, saying, "You've been busy all day. I'll go get you some tea. What would you like to drink?"

I said, "I haven't had breakfast yet. Do you have any milk?"

She said, "Wait, I'll get it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran out of the bedroom. I thought to myself, she probably wanted to calm herself down first.

I took the opportunity to unwrap the towel around her penis. In the light, I could faintly see some clear, sticky fluid on it. This inadvertently reminded me of the wetness seeping through her thong earlier. Had she been masturbating before I arrived?

I brought it close to my nose and smelled it; there was a faint fragrance. I understood, I got it! I quickly wrapped it up again and put it back. I turned off the main valve (because repairing the valve would cause backflow), turned on the shower, then used a wrench to open the angle valve, reinforced it, and reinstalled it. Done!

Just then, Ms. Yang came in and said to me, "The milk is ready, go and have some."

I said, "Okay, I'll just go open the main valve first."

She said, "Okay! I'll get a rag and wipe it."

I walked straight out, then turned back to peek. She was kneeling on the floor tiles, her buttocks sticking up, her thong completely exposed before me. My heart skipped a beat.

Leaving the bedroom, I went downstairs and opened the main valve.

Suddenly, I heard a scream from upstairs. I rushed up, shouting, "What happened?" When I got to the bedroom, I was shocked. She was soaked! Soaked! Oh no! I was fixing the valve and forgot to turn off the shower, getting her completely soaked.

Oh dear! What a beautiful sight! I was overjoyed. Because she was wet, Ms. Yang's breasts were partially visible in front of me. Since her nightgown was sheer, it was fine when she was dry, but now even her nipples were showing through the nightgown. She said awkwardly, "Stop looking. Go get me a dry towel from the bedroom closet."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go get it." I ran into the bedroom closet to find a towel. Opening the drawer, I was greeted by a dazzling display of women's lingerie—lace bras, sheer fabrics, and sexy panties, all neatly arranged. I couldn't help but reach out and touch them all. I was still in a daze, as excited as Tang Sanzang obtaining a supreme robe on his journey to the West.

A voice came from the bathroom, "Did you find the towel?"

I said I was still looking, grabbed the towel, and ran into the bathroom. My goodness, she was truly like a lotus emerging from the water, without a trace of mud. A beautiful, naked body was displayed before me.

Mr. Yang pulled me inside and whispered, "Am I pretty?"

I said, "Pretty!"

"Do you like me?" "

Yes!"

"Want to do it with me?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck me. This was a trap! Never mind, I quickly stripped off my clothes and grabbed her. She responded passionately, and we kissed deeply. Slowly, I moved from her ear, her earlobes, her neck, and down to her alluring breasts.

Perhaps because she was a mature woman, her full breasts were very firm, not sagging at all. I cupped her breasts in my hands, slowly savoring each one, and she couldn't help but enjoy the pleasure I gave her, occasionally letting out moans. Slowly, I kissed down her waist, her sexy little waist, without stretch marks or a single bit of excess fat. Gradually, I reached the clearly visible, bare triangle of her vulva. Just as I was about to kiss her, she said, "Go to the bed!"

"Okay!"

I picked her up, walked out of the bathroom, and put her on the bed. From this angle, she looked like a fairy appearing before you. I continued the steps I hadn't finished, parting her legs and pressing my face against hers, savoring her vulva. There was really no odor, perhaps because she usually pays attention to hygiene. Her labia weren't very dark either; it was impossible for them to be as white as her skin, since that area is kept out of the light.

I gently licked her clitoris with my tongue, and her body suddenly trembled, moaning incessantly, "No...no...!" But then she changed her words, "Husband, continue...continue! Oh...don't stop! I want...I want...!" Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together, trembling on the bed, her face so flushed, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead...

Slowly, her cherry-like lips pressed against mine, and with a swift movement, she unbuckled my belt. Then, one of us lay down and the other knelt, one of us lying down, the other kneeling. She stroked my penis with one hand and my scrotum with the other, her tongue sucking down my penis, occasionally swirling and licking the glans and base of my penis with her tongue, giving me a feeling of flying to heaven!

Women take foreplay long, but men don't need much foreplay to get an erection. I couldn't take it anymore!

I got up and grabbed her legs, covering her knees with my hands. A pink vulva was revealed before me. I couldn't wait any longer, so I leaned forward, grabbed my penis, aimed at her opening, and thrust in. I saw her chest rise, and she let out a long sigh.

Immediately, I launched a fierce attack. Listening to her moans softly in my ear excited me immensely. Suddenly, she said to me, "Slow down, it hurts! Let me get on top..."

I said, "Okay!" Let her do as she pleases. I supported her with both hands, and she straddled me, swaying at a 45-degree angle. Because at this moment, my penis wasn't in an "A" shape, but a ">" shape. Oh, I was about to have an amazing orgasm.

I cupped her breasts in my hands and rubbed her nipples incessantly with my index fingers. She got excited and cried out loudly. I quickly covered her mouth, almost scaring me to death. She said, "It's okay. Apart from the alarm button by your bed, no one walks around here normally, no one will hear me."

Reassured, I let go and frantically licked her nipples with my tongue, while she continued to moan.

I suggested we change positions. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I picked her up, supporting her from under her knees with my forearms, mimicking scenes from Japanese adult films. She cried out in ecstasy, "Husband, darling, you're doing this!" I made her imitate the sounds from the movies, and she did it just as well as the actresses.

"Honey, I'm almost there, fuck me from behind..."

I put her on the bed, she rolled over, her buttocks facing me, I thrust in, and with a thud, she lifted her head and let out a soft moan.

I knew that the sensation from behind was making her even more ecstatic. I thrust harder, and she cooperated with my movements, her vagina rubbing tightly against my penis. I felt so stimulated, and I was about to ejaculate. I grabbed her with both hands and pulled her up from behind, her upper body dangling in the air, desperately shouting, "Yamai dai, ya mai dai, ya mai dai, yi ge, yi ge, yi ge..."

Suddenly, I thrust forcefully... I thrust in, and a thousand sons and a thousand grandsons shot inside. "So...good...ah!"

I collapsed on top of her, feeling her body tremble and her breathing heavily. I asked her if it felt good, and she nodded, saying, "So good!"

I prepared to pull out, but she said she wanted to enjoy it a little longer. After a long while, I pulled my penis out of her vagina, and immediately streams of white fluid came out. I took a tissue and wiped it off for her. Afterward, we embraced and fell asleep.

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