Unexpected Romantic Blessings 1-10

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Chapter 1:

"Secretary Zhou, a lady named Shulan is looking for you. Do you want to see her?"
"Shulan?" I couldn't immediately recall who she was. Secretary Xiao Zhang added, "She said she was your former
subordinate , from the Finance Bureau."
I remembered now. When I was the director of the Finance Bureau, Shulan was an office worker there,
a very pretty woman. At that time, she had just given birth, her skin was very fair, and what impressed me most were her large breasts and
buttocks —very sexy.
I hadn't seen this beautiful woman in a long time, and now I really wanted to see her.
"Let her in."
Xiao Zhang nodded and went out for a while. Then, the sound of high heels echoed, and Shulan appeared at the door.
Shulan's appearance was a sight to behold. She was more mature and more beautiful than before! Her curly hair cascaded
over her shoulders, her eyebrows were dark and somewhat thick, and her large eyes were clear and bright. I thought her most beautiful feature was her
nose, which flared out to the sides with a slightly bony shape. Her lips appeared smooth and glossy, as if painted with pink lipstick
. She was a little plumper, or rather, a little fuller, possessing the unique voluptuousness and charm of a mature woman.
She had always been a rather fashionable woman; today she wore a beige coat, a very short one
, over which was a loose, round-necked, off-white undergarment. A delicate gold necklace adorned her pink neck, with a
gemstone pendant set at the beginning of her cleavage. Her beige trousers, likely a matching set, were very smooth, especially
emphasizing the flatness and roundness of her lower abdomen, hinting at her genitals. Her breasts were still large,
protruding slightly forward, making her figure appear even more upright.
I remembered peeking at her breasts and under her skirt when I was cleaning the organization's offices.
If I had to name a dream girl, she would be one. Sometimes when I made love to my wife, I
imagined her as her, which added to the effect. I've even dreamt of flirting and making love with her a few times
…
Shulan's eyes held a sweet smile, radiating the aura of an intellectual woman.
"Secretary Zhou, it's me."
Shulan's sweet voice pulled me back to reality from my reverie. I immediately smiled, got up, and
invited her to sit on the sofa, pouring her a cup of tea.
"What can I do for you, Shulan?" I sat down beside Shulan, immediately inhaling
the sweet, feminine scent emanating from her, feeling slightly intoxicated.
Shulan sat with her legs together, her hands clasped between them—a very ladylike gesture.
She leaned slightly towards me and told me about the matter she wanted my help with: her husband
had been arrested by the traffic police for drunk driving at noon.
"This is very serious. You could be detained, or even dismissed from your job."
"Yeah, I'm terrified. Getting dismissed for drinking is such a waste!"
As the deputy secretary of the district committee, I could definitely help with this. Suddenly, I saw
an opportunity—to see if I could take advantage of this beautiful woman in front of me.
I'm forty years old this year, and my career has been smooth sailing. Because my father-in-law is the deputy secretary of the municipal committee, I
've been . My wife isn't beautiful, and we don't really have any love for each other. To be honest,
although I was excellent and handsome in college, and even served as the student union president, I was very confused about my future after graduation, and
jobs were hard to find. My wife and I went to the same university, two years younger than me.
We met because we were from the same hometown and took the same train during a holiday. She admired me and loved me very much. Later, her father used
his power to get me a civil service job in the organization department, and at the age of thirty-two, I became
the director of the finance bureau. Shulan was working in an office at that time, and her child was less than a year old. She should be around 32 this year.
Throughout my career in politics, I've always maintained a very clean reputation. It's not that I lacked desires, but rather that I dared not
. It wasn't until I became the deputy secretary of the district committee that I
slept women offered themselves to me, and even a god couldn't resist such advances. Among those I slept with were married women and
unmarried women. But I've never actively pursued any form of sexual favors. Shulan was arguably the first
woman I ever considered.
Looking at Shulan's ample breasts, I felt an uncontrollable urge to reach out and touch them, but it
was just an urge, not an action.
"I'll try my best to help with this, but it's hard to say right now. I'll look into the situation first and see if
I can help." I didn't give a definitive answer, hoping Shulan would show some restraint.
Shulan became somewhat anxious, grabbing my hand in a slightly panicked manner, looking pitiful: "Secretary Zhou
, please help me. You know me, I don't have any connections. You're the only leader I know
. If you don't help, my husband will be fired, and how will I survive?" Saying this, Shulan
took a wad of cash from her purse and placed it in front of me, her eyes pleading. "Secretary Zhou, please help me
."
I said sternly, "What are you doing? Aren't you trying to make me make a mistake?" I stuffed the money into Shulan
's bag. "If you give me money, don't expect me to help you."
Shulan grabbed my hand again: "I know you're a good secretary. I have no other choice, I'm
desperate . I'll thank you later, okay?"
Shulan's words sounded a bit like a pleading coax, and my bones melted.
"Well then, if you really want to thank me, do me a favor."
Shulan seemed to see a glimmer of hope, her eyes brightening again. "Tell me, what do you need me to do? I'm just afraid
I'm useless and can't help."
I took the opportunity to touch her hand; it was delicate, fleshy, and soft as if boneless.
"Remember when I was the director of the Finance Bureau? I was organizing everyone to clean up, and when you were carrying water to
flush the ditch , guess what I saw?"
Shulan had a rough idea and shook her head in surprise.
"I saw your breasts through your neckline, and when you were squatting down pulling weeds, I
saw your underwear through your skirt—white underwear."
Shulan's face flushed red. Maybe she thought I was a pervert, but if I wanted to take advantage of her,
I didn't care about my previous refined image.
"That was the most beautiful sight I've ever seen, but unfortunately, I didn't dare look for too long, and you didn't let me look for too long either. I've been wanting to see you
ever since ." I looked at Shulan's flushed face. "I want to relive that moment
. Can you do me that favor?"
Shulan lowered her head, her heart conflicted for a moment, and said, "Then how do you want me to help you?"
"Come to the front and pretend to wipe the table."
Shulan seemed reluctant, yet she had no choice but to do it. She slowly walked in front of me, bent down
, and ran her hands across the coffee table. Her round neckline hung down, revealing her snow-white breasts, which
swayed gently with her movements.
"Her breasts are really big, so white and big," I thought to myself, staring intently at her large breasts.
Because of her bra, I couldn't see her nipples, but the deep cleavage was the most beautiful
sight .
I swallowed hard. Shulan looked up and asked, "Is it okay?"
I nodded: "Okay, now go squat over there and pretend to pull weeds."
Shulan squatted down in a spacious spot I specified and pretended to pull weeds. I bent down
to look at her vulva. Since she was wearing pants, I couldn't see her underwear, but I could see a bulge
below —that was where Shulan's female genitalia were located. I thought to myself: Shulan's labia must be
very fleshy.
"Open your legs as wide as possible." At my instruction, Shulan opened her legs to their maximum extent. She
kept her head down, not daring to look at me.
I looked between her legs, imagining what her plump vulva looked like. Then I reached out to touch her plump
vulva.
The moment my hand touched her vulva, Shulan reflexively grabbed my hand and stood
up.
I was a little annoyed; it was clear she couldn't touch it anymore. So I stood up, my back to her, and said, "Go back first
, wait for my news."
However, I didn't hear Shulan leave. I knew Shulan wasn't going to leave yet.
After a while, Shulan gently asked from behind me, "Are you angry?"
I looked out the window at the sky and said, "No, you can go back now."
Suddenly, I felt Shulan press against me. I could feel two warm, soft mounds against my back, which felt
incredibly comfortable.
"Touch them," Shulan whispered in my ear.
I felt this was her way of making up for my anger, but I wasn't in a hurry to touch her. Since she had said so, touching
her wouldn't be difficult. I didn't move and continued to pretend to be angry.
Shulan reached out from behind and pulled my hand back, placing it under her lower abdomen.
Shulan's lower abdomen was warm and soft. My hand slid down a little and covered her private parts. Her
labia were indeed thick and elastic. I squeezed them a few times, and even through her pants, I still thoroughly
enjoyed the feeling.
Shulan groaned as I squeezed her. I wanted to squeeze a few more times, so I slipped my hand inside her pants
to see if she was wet. Just then, my secretary knocked on the door again.
Hearing the knock, Shulan quickly slipped onto the sofa and sat down, taking a sip of her tea. I thought to myself
, "Shulan's quick-witted."
I called my secretary in. The secretary told me that Secretary Yan wanted me to attend a Standing Committee meeting. Secretary Yan was the district party
secretary , the top leader of the party committee.
"Okay, I understand, I'll be right there."
The secretary left and closed the door. I went to Shulan and said, "I have to go to
a meeting . I'll take my time with you tonight.
Wait for my call." Shulan stood up and nodded with her head down.
We exchanged phone numbers, and Shulan was about to leave when I pulled her close and
kissed her lips. Shulan seemed unwilling to kiss me and turned her head away. I didn't force her, but
touched her breasts a few times, feeling their size and softness. I said to her, "You go back now."
Shulan picked up her handbag and left.
Shulan seemed to have agreed to my unspoken rules. This was clearly more than just a quick touch; I
planned to book a room with her that night, to see her naked, to touch her breasts, buttocks, and vulva, and then
to thrust my hard penis into her vagina and have a wonderful time with her.
Because of this wonderful prospect, I was somewhat distracted during the Standing Committee meeting,
thinking about how to have sex with Shulan; my penis was rock hard.
After the meeting, I called Director Lu of the Public Security Bureau and asked him to look into it. If it wasn't too
serious, I'd let it go. Director Lu said, "Since your secretary has spoken, I'll definitely handle it for you. Let him go home tonight
." I said, "Detain him for a day, teach him a lesson, so he won't drive drunk again." Director Lu said, "Okay, I'll do as you say
."
After dinner, I took a shower and told my wife that the Standing Committee members had a meeting that night, and I'd be home late
. My wife knew the nature of our work and generally didn't ask about work-related matters. After asking my wife for leave, I
slipped into my office and called Shulan. I told her I'd already spoken to her about her husband's situation; he could be released tomorrow
without any repercussions. Shulan was delighted and thanked me repeatedly.
"But our date has to continue, I want to really touch you. How about this,
most people know me, it's not convenient for me to book a room at a hotel. Why don't you book a room at the Huatian Hotel and then call me
?" I said on the phone.
Shulan was silent for a moment, then said somewhat worriedly, "Secretary Zhou, I'm afraid it won't look good if acquaintances see us
. Why don't you come to my place?"
Going to her place was certainly better; having sex with Shulan in her bed would definitely be more exciting than having sex with her in a hotel
.
"Then I'll go later, it's crowded now."
"Okay, I'll wait for you. I'll send you my address."
A little while later, Shulan sent me a text message with her address.
Shulan lived on the 20th floor of a building in a residential complex. One advantage of this type of apartment building is that there are very few residents
, making it easy to enter Shulan's home unnoticed. Around 9 o'clock, I took a taxi to Shulan's
place. No one saw me, which reassured me.
Shulan opened the door, let me in, and quickly closed it behind her. As she bent down to get me slippers, I caught a glimpse of her breasts
through her neckline. Thinking about how I was about to enjoy her, my penis
started to get excited.
Shulan's apartment was quite spacious and nicely decorated. Shulan led me to a large sofa in the living room
and went to make me tea.
Shulan clearly had showered; her hair wasn't completely dry. She wore a loose white printed
short dress, looking very fresh and clean. The dress was slightly see-through; from behind, one could see...
I saw she was wearing a black bra and black panties. Her buttocks were large, slightly upturned;
she looked like that when I was at the finance bureau—very sexy, I'd fantasized about her countless times. She wasn't
wearing stockings; her long, white, smooth thighs could be described as porcelain.
Shulan made me some tea and placed it on the heavy coffee table in front of me. As she bent over, I saw
her large breasts again.
"Don't move," I called out.
Shulan jumped, looking up at me. Seeing me peering through her neckline, she also bent
over to look . Knowing I was looking at her breasts, she cooperated by maintaining her bent-over posture, letting my
erotic gaze freely caress her breasts.
She was wearing a bra, so I couldn't see them completely, not even her nipples. So I said to her,
"Shulan, could you take off your bra and panties and just wear this skirt?"
Shulan stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wait a minute."
Shulan was too embarrassed to take them off in front of me, so she went to the bedroom to do so.
While Shulan went to the bedroom to undress, I quickly stripped myself naked. I wanted to see her
expression when she saw me naked. I leaned against the sofa, my legs propped up on the coffee table, and I saw my
penis limply resting on my scrotum. I had so much pubic hair, it was all over my lower abdomen, and I found it quite frightening.
Sure enough, when Shulan came out and saw me naked, she was startled. "What happened to you…" She stood
there, mouth agape in surprise.
I beckoned to her, "Come on, don't be so surprised. I saw yours, so I'll show you mine,
that's fair."
Shulan slowly walked up to me.
"I took them off,"
Shulan nodded shyly.
I lifted her skirt, and sure enough, she wasn't wearing underwear, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of pubic hair between her legs.
"Come on, like before, bend over."
Shulan bent over, her hands on the coffee table, her head bowed, unable to look at me naked. Her hair
was down, obscuring my view.
"Lift your head up a bit, I can't see that way."
Shulan raised her head and immediately saw my penis dangling from my scrotum. She quickly turned her head away, looking
elsewhere .
At that moment, I saw Shulan's breasts clearly. Her breasts were indeed large, triangular in shape due to their drooping. At the base of
the triangle were two nipples the size of strawberries. They must feel very comfortable to touch
. Through her collar, my hand caught her drooping breasts. They were soft and very well-endowed. After
gently brushing them a few times, I squeezed her breasts firmly.
"Your breasts are so big!" I couldn't help but praise them. Shulan's face turned red with embarrassment.
After I had touched them enough, I pulled Shulan to a spacious area and told her to squat down. I noticed that Shulan was very
embarrassed and seemed very passive. But I couldn't care less about that. I climbed onto the floor to look at her vulva. Her
panties were already off, and I could immediately see her black pubic hair and thick labia. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick,
about two fingers wide, and it looked like it was attached to her pubic bone. Her labia were parted into two, very full, the slit almost obscuring
the labia minora. Could it be a "steamed bun" vulva?
I couldn't resist reaching out to touch her again. Shulan trembled slightly, but didn't refuse like she had in the afternoon. My
hand first brushed against her somewhat rough pubic hair, then pressed against her two thick labia. Her labia weren't
as soft as her breasts, but very elastic. When I fucked her, the impact of her pubic bone must have felt amazing
.
My fingers slid into her vulva, finding her clitoris as I moved forward. I gently pressed it, and
Shulan trembled all over. She gritted her teeth, moaning through her nose; she seemed to be enduring it
.
After touching her for a while, Shulan's vulva became wet and slippery, my fingers sinking into
sticky mud.
"Touch me too," I said.
Shulan looked at my rock-hard penis and shook her head. I then took Shulan's hand and placed it on my
penis. Later, when I let go to touch her vulva, Shulan's hand still gripped my penis.
"Is it hard?" I asked Shulan. Shulan didn't dare look at me or my penis, turning her
head away, but she nodded.
I teased her further, saying, "Can I put it in here later?" I pressed
her vulva hard with my hand. Shulan still looked away and shook her head.
I secretly laughed to myself, "At this point, you still can't stop it from going in, haha." Actually, I
knew Shulan was mentally prepared for me to fuck her. What kind of man and woman are alone together, and the man just touches the woman
and then stops?
I cupped Shulan's buttocks between her legs with one hand and put my other arm around her back, picked her
up, and placed her on the heavy coffee table. The coffee table had a thick piece of plexiglass embedded in it, so when I
put Shulan on the coffee table, she felt the coldness of the glass and couldn't help but gasp. I ignored her
and, after putting her down, spread her legs and carefully examined her vulva. I didn't expect her vulva to
be so beautiful, and her pubic hair was also very pretty. Her pubic hair stopped growing above her clitoris,
and there were only a few sparse hairs on her labia majora, completely exposing her plump labia majora to my view.
Her labia majora were full and round; parting them revealed two thin labia minora, closed between them.
Surprisingly, her vulva was very short, like a young girl's. Parting the labia minora, I saw that her
entire vaginal opening was also very small, completely unlike a woman who had given birth. I lifted her skirt a little and sure enough, I
saw a wide scar on her abdomen—a cesarean section scar!
"Did you have a cesarean section?"
"Yes."
My heart leaped with joy. Since her vagina hadn't given birth, it must be very tight,
almost ! I never expected that my underhanded dealings in Shulan would result in
such a rare beauty, possessing the vagina of a young girl and the allure of a mature woman. I was overjoyed!
Shulan's labia minora were a lovely pink, with a slightly darker edge, but not yet black. I
loved Shulan's pussy so much; I wanted to bite it.
I pressed my mouth to Shulan's pussy and started sucking wildly. Shulan shuddered suddenly, her legs clamping tightly around
my head, hurting me. I reopened Shulan's thighs, my tongue constantly
sweeping and licking her labia, clitoris, and labia minora. Shulan covered her mouth with her hand, trying hard not to moan, but finally
a sound escaped from her nose.
Shulan's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, and I couldn't resist the urge to penetrate her. So I knelt on
the ground , at the perfect height, and pressed my penis against her vaginal opening, dipping it in her
vaginal fluid. With a forceful thrust, the glans entered Shulan's vaginal opening, and I immediately felt her vagina tightly gripping my
glans —it was incredibly tight.
I asked Shulan, "Can I go in?"
Shulan covered her eyes with her hands, shook her head, but smiled mischievously.
I went in a little more: "Can I go in?"
Shulan still covered her eyes with her hands, shook her head, and smiled mischievously.
I went in a little more…
my entire penis was inside Shulan's vagina. "I'm all the way in, why aren't you stopping me
?"
Shulan covered her eyes, still shook her head, but her mouth parted in a smile.
I thought to myself: she's being hypocritical; she clearly wants me to go in, yet she's shaking her head.
I began thrusting, and Shulan's vagina felt like a small mouth tightly sucking me in—it felt incredibly good.
As I thrust, I thought to myself, "Shulan, my goddess, I've finally fucked you!"
I held Shulan's snow-white buttocks, thrusting in and out of her vagina. Shulan tried to suppress
her moans , which all came out of her nose.
After a while, Shulan said, "Secretary, let's go to the bed."
I knew lying on the coffee table would be uncomfortable, and kneeling on the hard floor wasn't comfortable either. I told
Shulan to wrap her arms around my neck, then, holding her buttocks, I lifted her up.
My penis was still inside her.
I carried her to the bedroom, thrusting into her as we walked. Shulan's chin pressed tightly against my
shoulder; she couldn't bear to look at my smug expression.
I put Shulan on the bed and took off her skirt, leaving her completely naked before me
. Shulan's skin was so delicate, like it was covered by a membrane; you could even see the
bluish , especially on her large breasts, which made them appear even more delicate. Even lying in bed, Shulan
's large breasts remained taut, drooping slightly to the sides. I lay on top of Shulan, taking one
of her breasts into my mouth. The soft, creamy flesh and firm nipples... I really wanted to bite them off and hold them in my mouth.
After a few random thrusts, my penis found the entrance and then plunged fully into her vagina...
I lifted her legs, staring at our point of contact. Her labia were slightly
red , the pink labia minora enveloping my thick penis, churning and swirling with each in-and-out motion.

Shulan's lower body was so wet, the sounds of smacking and squelching filling the air. Shulan initially tried to hold back her moans
, but eventually couldn't help but groan. Her moans sounded somewhat like crying, but to me, they
were like heavenly music, incredibly beautiful.

I thrust hard a couple more times, then, feeling a bit tired, stopped and lay on top of Shulan to rest
. Shulan also stopped moaning, breathing heavily with me. She wrapped her arms around my body, and when I kissed her
, she actually spoke, responding with her tongue.

After a minute's rest, I started thrusting again. Shulan was a little surprised and asked, "You
haven't come yet?"

I brushed the messy hair from her forehead and told her, "That was halftime; the second half has just
begun. Are you feeling good?"

She looked at me with hazy eyes and shook her head.

"Aren't you feeling good?" I asked while thrusting my hips.

She shook her head but said shyly, "I won't tell you."

Then she said, "Just come if you want to."

I said, "How can I come before I've made you feel good?"

Shulan kissed me proactively: "I'm already feeling very good."

But I persisted, "You just said you weren't feeling good."

Shulan tightened her vagina and squeezed me hard, saying, "Can't I be a little ladylike?"

"You haven't orgasmed yet; I'll make you orgasm in the second half. Come on, let's change positions; I'll enter from behind.
" I patted her buttocks.

Shulan obediently rolled over, kneeling on the bed with her legs spread apart. I held her buttocks and thrust in and out.
Shulan's buttocks were white and large, but her waist wasn't fat, so the curve of her buttocks resembled a pear
, quite beautiful.

Shulan's moans, which sounded like crying, rang out again, and as my speed increased, the frequency of her cries
also increased. As I fucked her, I caught her large breasts swaying back and forth, and the feeling was wonderful
.

Besides the smacking sounds, there were also slapping sounds in the room. When I pulled out,
I saw that Shulan's snow-white buttocks were flushed red.

"Oh... Secretary, hurry up and cum, you're killing me..." Shulan pleaded with me.

I knew Shulan was about to climax, and I launched my final thrust. My speed was faster and my strength was greater.
Shulan's upper body was completely on the bed, her legs still firmly supporting her. Suddenly, I felt Shulan's entire
body stiffen. A warm current gushed from her vagina onto my penis, and her vagina
spasmed incessantly. At that moment, the grip of her vagina tightened even more. I roared and forcefully thrust my penis
deep into Shulan's vagina, my semen gushing out.

Even after I stopped thrusting, Shulan's body trembled five or six times before finally
settling down. Then, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the bed.

I lay on top of Shulan, my penis still inside her.

"You came?"

"Mmm."

"Tired?"

"A little."

"Then lie on me and rest for a bit."

Although my penis was completely soft, it still remained on Shulan's body, preventing the semen
from flowing out .

After resting for a few minutes, I felt I should clean up the mess, then hold Shulan and rest for a while before preparing for
another round. So I pulled my penis out, simultaneously covering Shulan's genitals with my hand, letting the semen flow onto my
hand .

After Shulan got out of bed, I removed my hand from her genitals and showed her the semen on my hand.
Shulan shyly covered it and ran into the bathroom.

I followed her. Shulan's bathroom wasn't a Western-style toilet, but a squat toilet. She was squatting
there urinating. I looked down at where she was urinating, and Shulan quickly covered herself with her hand.

"Don't look!"

However, as Shulan covered herself, an irregular stream of urine shot onto her hand.
Lan hurriedly grabbed some paper to wipe her hands, not even bothering to cover her vulva anymore.

"What are you looking at? You've seen it before."

"I've seen you pee before," I said.

After Shulan finished peeing, she went to take a shower. Then I peed on my penis. Shulan
watched me pee while she showered.

"What are you looking at? You've seen it before," I retorted, echoing Shulan's words.

"I really haven't looked closely," Shulan said.

So I walked up to Shulan and said, "Then let me show you closely."

Shulan didn't look at my penis, but sprayed water on my body, then picked up a bar of soap and rubbed it on my
penis.

Shulan kept stroking my pubic hair and penis with her hands, creating a lot of foam. Finally, Shulan grasped my
penis and stroked it a few times. At this point, I couldn't see any resistance or shyness from her.

"You have so much hair," Shulan said.

I said, "Men with more hair have a stronger sex drive."

"You're just ruining women," Shulan said, forcefully pulling on my penis.

I hugged Shulan tightly and said, "It's not abuse, it's love."

She rinsed the soap off my penis with water, then poured water over herself. I
hugged Shulan from behind, and she leaned against me gently, letting me touch her body.

I also rubbed soap on her breasts and labia, then touched her breasts while stimulating her
vulva. Her breasts were full and slippery, and her vagina, like mud, still had vaginal fluid or semen flowing out
. I really loved touching them.

"Your breasts are so big," I whispered in her ear.

"Yeah, big breasts aren't good."

"Why not? Big breasts are sexy and beautiful. Many people spend tens of thousands to get breast implants, but those are still fake breasts.
" I stroked her large breasts.

"I don't like my breasts being so big. First, it's hard to buy clothes that are too big; if they're too big, they don't fit, and if they do
, they're too tight. Second, you stinky men always stare at other people's big breasts, which makes me feel very embarrassed. Third, on the bus
, people keep rubbing their hands against my breasts; it's so annoying."

"Don't take your blessings for granted. If your breasts were small, you might want to get breast implants to make them bigger
. I just love your big breasts; they feel so good to touch."

"Stop touching them! Haven't you had enough?"

"I can't get enough; I want to touch them for the rest of my life."

"You're done washing? Come on out." Shulan pushed me out the door and threw me a
towel .

I dried myself off as I went back to the bedroom and threw the towel on the low cabinet. I saw a puddle of our love
juice on the sheets, wiped it off with a tissue, and then lay naked on the bed. As I lay down, I saw Shulan and her
husband's wedding photo hanging on the wall. I said apologetically to her husband, "Brother, I'm sorry, I borrowed your wife
for a bit. I'll have to do it again later. I hope you're not angry!"

Shulan also came in naked. The pubic hair on her lower abdomen caught my eye.

Shulan also noticed the water stains on the sheets and pulled at them, telling me to get down and change them. I said, "
Don't change them, I want to do it again, otherwise we'll have to change them again."

Shulan then lifted her legs onto the bed and knelt beside me, looking at me.

I reached out my hand: "Come on, let me hug you."

Shulan shifted her body, lying down beside me, her head resting on my chest.

I hugged her soft body and asked her, "Did I make you feel good?"

She rubbed her head against my chest and nodded twice.

I lifted one of her jade-like legs and placed it on my body, and Shulan gently rubbed her leg against my penis.

"Don't worry about your husband, he'll be back tomorrow."

Shulan looked up at me and said, "Thanks to you for your help, thank you." After saying that, she kissed
my chest.

I played with Shulan's breasts, saying meaningfully, "Don't thank me, you've already thanked me,
haven't you?"

Shulan pinched my hand hard and said, "Do you think I'm offering you
sexual ? No, actually, I've liked you for a long time, I just didn't realize it."

"Oh."

"When you were at the Finance Bureau, I admired you a lot. You were handsome, approachable, and very
capable a truly outstanding man. I even dreamed about you once..."

"Dreamed about us making love?"

"Yes. So now, with my husband's situation causing all this commotion, I also want to give myself to you, the scales have tipped to one side
. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't."

"Since you liked me back then, if I wanted to sleep with you when I was at the Finance Bureau, would you have given yourself to
me?"

Shulan shook her head: "Maybe not. Actually, some things require sufficient conditions to happen,
and back then, the conditions might not have been sufficient. I don't think I would have given myself to you."

I hugged Shulan tighter: "You're right, I agree."

Shulan added, "I'm really not a promiscuous woman. So far,
you're the second man I've slept with."

"Your husband was your first love."

"No, but I'm still a virgin after my first love, do you believe me?

" "So how far did things go with your first love?"

"Kissing, touching, I masturbated him, but we didn't have sex."

"He was impotent."

"No, it wasn't that, it was that I wouldn't allow it. Once he booked a hotel room and coaxed me, saying he just wanted to kiss and touch
me, so I went. We kissed and touched in the room, he licked my genitals, and then he tried to force himself on me,
so I resisted, and then I accidentally kicked his testicles... He probably felt it was too difficult to get me, so he
went after other girls."

"Are you a little sad?"

"I was sad for a few days, but I don't blame him. My first time was meant for someone I was sure I would marry
. In college, dating is fine, but I wasn't sure I would marry him. Nobody knows
where we'll work after graduation."

I kissed her hair; it had a faint scent of shampoo.

"You're a very traditional woman. Luckily you still like me, otherwise it would be very difficult for me to get you.
"

"That's true." Shulan seemed a little proud.

I asked again, "Since you've decided to give it to me, why did you pretend to be unwilling at first?"

Shulan raised her head, somewhat shyly saying, "I've never had sex with a man other than my husband, I still..."
"I feel ashamed. I don't want you to think I can have sex with men other than my husband."

I chuckled. "Are you still ashamed now?"

"I don't think so, that's strange."

"Do you like having sex with a man other than my husband?"

"No." Shulan got up and looked at me, making sure I wasn't angry. Then she kissed me first
, putting her tongue in my mouth, searching for my tongue. We kissed for a while, and she said,
"But now I kind of like having sex with you."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed my penis.

Watching her touch my penis, my attention also shifted to my penis.

"Don't you want to see the second penis you've had sex with?"

"Oh, right, I have to take a good look, so that when I can't see it again, I can remember what it looks like
."

Shulan said, then climbed down to my genitals, holding my penis with her hand, looking at it carefully from all sides.
However , my penis began to react to her soft hands. Shulan giggled, "I want to see
how grows from small to big."

I tempted her, "You can eat it with your mouth, and it will grow bigger."

Shulan pouted and said, "I won't eat it. It's filthy, you pee and mess with women."

"You haven't let your husband eat it?"

"I've eaten it a few times after we got married, but I didn't like it, and later my husband didn't force me."

So it seems I shouldn't force her either.

Shulan started to stroke me, and watching her breasts sway, my penis became harder and harder.

"Ha, it's gotten bigger again, so hard." Shulan said while stroking me, looking at me, "Secretary, how come your
penis is so big?"

"Big?" I knew my penis was large, but I asked deliberately.

Shulan said, "Your penis is much bigger than my husband's. When I hold it with both hands, the glans is still showing
. When my husband is hard, I can only hold the glans with one hand."

"Oh, then your husband's is too small."

"Yes, when my husband is hard, it's only about the same size as yours when you're soft." Shulan gently stroked
my glans and said, "My ex-boyfriend's was about the same size as my husband's. I thought that was the normal
size."

I comforted Shulan, saying, "The average Asian penis is between 10 and 20 centimeters. Mine
is still within the normal range. Western European men have bigger penises, and the biggest ones are African men. Their penises are
as thick and long as your forearm."

"That's terrifying. Asian women definitely couldn't handle that." Shulan began to examine my already hard
penis and asked, "Is it more comfortable to have sex with a bigger penis?"

I chuckled.

"Is it more comfortable for me to have sex with you or for your husband to have sex with you?"

Shulan smiled with her mouth closed and pointed at me.

Shulan's action was so cute. I pulled her into my arms, and she threw herself
onto .

"Does your husband make you feel good?"

"Yes, but not as good as with you. I've never felt this good before."

"How long does your husband last?"

"About five minutes."

"Women need at least ten minutes to reach orgasm. It seems like you and your husband have never reached
orgasm."

"I think so. When I'm with you, I feel an overwhelming sensation, like I'm flying
, and... I think I ejaculate too. " "Yes

, that's orgasm, the highest level of sex for a woman. Shulan—"

"Mmm."

"Today, I'll make up for the orgasm your husband owes you, okay?"

Shulan looked into my eyes and said, "Do you want to have sex with me?"

I said, "Yes!"

Shulan said, "Have sex with me." As she spoke, she tried to get off me, but I grabbed her and said, "I want to see you
take the initiative this time. You can have sex with me from above."

Shulan then propped herself up, reached for my penis, brushed it against her vaginal opening a couple of times, and then inserted it into
her hole, slowly sitting down.

When she sat down completely, she collapsed onto me. "Yours is too big, I'm exhausted.
Can you fuck me instead?"

"No, you have to fuck me for at least two minutes."

Shulan had no choice but to support herself on my chest with her hands and start swallowing my penis with her vagina. Soon she was
panting heavily.

I liked watching her big breasts sway up and down when she sat up, but at this moment I couldn't bear to let her
get tired . I said to her, "Darling, if you're tired, let me fuck you."

Shulan said pitifully, "I'm so tired." Then she lay on top of me and said, "I like you fucking
me."

We rolled over and hugged each other. I wanted to get up and fuck Shulan properly, but Shulan held me and wouldn't let me get up. She
kissed me and said,

"Good husband, thank you!"

"What?" I was a little surprised. She actually called me husband.

"Secretary, when I make love with you, can I treat you as my husband?"

"Okay!" I smiled broadly.

"Husband, good husband!" Shulan kissed me again, then let go and said, "Husband, fuck me.
"

Of course, I, as her husband, was happy to obey. I hoisted Shulan's two snow-white legs onto
my shoulders and began to fuck her vigorously. Shulan's moans, almost like crying, escaped her lips without restraint.

"Big dick husband, it feels so good."

"Will you let me fuck you again?"

"Yes, I love being fucked by you! Oh..."

Because I had already ejaculated once before, the second time lasted even longer. We changed positions several times, and
finally, I got tired and lay down behind Shulan, pressing her buttocks until I ejaculated. Shulan knew I had ejaculated
and turned to kiss me as a reward.

"Did you climax?"

"Yes. You're so amazing, I'm afraid I won't be interested in having sex with my husband anymore," Shulan said
.

"Then call me to fuck you."

"But I'm so scared, afraid someone will find out, and we'll be finished."

Shulan's concern was also my biggest worry. If they found out, my career would be over.

"So we need to be extra careful and not act rashly unless it's absolutely safe."

"Okay. I'll listen to you; you have experience."

"What experience do I have?" I asked, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"All leaders love to sleep with women, you've slept with quite a few, haven't you?"

"No, I've only slept with you."

Shulan laughed: "You know you sound so unsure of yourself, but I don't care how many women you've slept with, I
'll just listen to you."

My penis went completely limp and slipped out of Shulan's vagina. Shulan immediately grabbed a handful of
tissues , stuffed them into her vagina, and then sat up, letting the semen drip onto the tissues. After the semen had drained, she
crumpled the tissues into a ball and threw them in the trash can. She then used the tissues to clean her vagina before wiping my penis. She wiped it very
carefully . After she finished, she lay down next to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and draped one of her jade-like legs over my body.

I hugged her and said, "I really want to sleep here tonight, just like this, holding you as I sleep."

Shulan stroked my nipple and said, "Then don't go back. Sleep here with me tonight."

"Want to sleep with me?"

"Yes, I want to sleep with you."

I sighed and said, "No, my wife knows I'm in town. If I don't go back to sleep, it'll cause trouble."

I saw it was getting late, so I took a shower, went back to the living room to get dressed, and then went to the bedroom to say goodbye to
Shulan .

Shulan knew I was leaving and was about to get up to get dressed, but I said, "Don't bother, you'll have to take a shower later
." Shulan walked me to the door naked. As I was about to open the door, Shulan hugged me and kissed me passionately.
I fondled her breasts lovingly.

"Goodbye, husband."

"Wife, get some rest."

I reached out and touched her vulva again, making Shulan's breathing quicken.

She pulled my hand away and said, "You naughty husband, if you touch me again, I won't let you leave."

I laughed, opened the door, and went out. Shulan, naked, immediately closed the door.

The next day was busy with official business; I inspected a company in the morning and reviewed documents in my office in the afternoon. Just then,
my phone rang. It was Shulan calling.

"Secretary Zhou, my husband was released this morning. Thank you."

I said, "It's good that he's back, no need to thank me."

Shulan said, "My husband wants to invite you to dinner to thank you for your help."

"No need for dinner, you know I'm not comfortable eating at other people's houses."

"You...don't you want to see me?" Shulan's words were gentle, with a hint of seduction.
I thought for a moment, maybe her husband wasn't home. Then I realized, no, her husband should be thanking me,
why wouldn't he be home?

"I'll come see you later,"

Shulan said in a low voice. "Honey, don't you want your wife to cook you a meal and let you taste my
cooking ? Your wife is elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen, you know."

Shulan's words startled me. "Your husband is home, and you dare to talk like that? You
don't want to live!"

"Hehe, my husband went to buy groceries. I just wanted to cook you a meal. Come on, I want to see you."

Subconsciously, I felt that going like this was a bit dangerous, but Shulan's kind offer made it impossible for me to refuse
. So I decided to go.

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