One-night stand with my best friend

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The story goes like this: I'm an accountant at a company, mainly responsible for data entry of vouchers and handling tax-related tasks
. It's the typical job of an accountant, and the days are very repetitive. Since I'm not a cashier,
I never see any money, just piles and piles of vouchers, making the days quite monotonous. On certification and filing days
, I drive the company car to the State Taxation Bureau to repeat these rigid actions. Xue is also an accountant; she handles reporting-related work. I organize a bunch of vouchers and
hand them to her, and she generates reports from the voucher information—basically, adding numbers.
After the financial statements are ready, she gives them to me, and then I go to handle the tax matters and file the returns. Life is really monotonous. We're just junior accountants, not involved in the company's operational decisions, and we can't even
go out . The checkbook on the desk can hold any amount, but it's not really ours. Luckily, we're
accountants for a trading company, so we don't have to do any cost accounting. We only handle inventory management (input, output, and inventory)
. It's a separate office, less than ten square meters, just the two of us. It gets busier at the beginning
and end of . I give her the vouchers, she makes the spreadsheets, she gives them to me, I verify
the invoices, and then I file the taxes. In my free time, staring at the office supplies on the desk sometimes makes me feel like vomiting.
Accountants, aside from having money in the cashier's drawer, practically have no money at all; they don't even have a chance to count it. When they're not busy, they sit in front of the computer, chat on QQ, and ask each other what they're having for lunch. "I'll bring you lunch today
, you bring me lunch tomorrow," or sometimes they go out to eat together. "What movies do you like to watch?
What movies do I like to watch?" They download them and read them on their notebooks. Speaking of Xue, I've known her for quite a while; we're in similar situations. We both became accountants later in life,
our majors weren't great, so we went to training institutions to learn accounting—at least it's good to have more skills. When we took the accounting certificate exam
, we happened to be at the same training institution. Since I went about a week earlier than her, I got to know the teachers
quite well. After class, we'd share a cigarette and discuss which girl in the class was pretty. It was an accounting training course, so there were very
few . When she arrived, I thought she was quite thin, not bad-looking, and pleasing to the eye. Since the course had already covered
accounting entries, and she hadn't covered anything before, I offered to teach her. The price was two packs of
Yuxi cigarettes and dinner. I taught her everything from the most basic accounting principles to accounting entries, and by the time we got to the accounting for industrial and commercial enterprises
, she was finally keeping up. She was quite grateful, and we'd sometimes chat and eat together. Although I'm a womanizer
, our relationship remained purely platonic; I never intended to cross that line. Since the accounting certificate exam is held four times a year, but there are three subjects, and given that computerized accounting is relatively difficult, the teacher
advised students not to register for all three subjects at once. He suggested registering for accounting and regulations first,
and then taking the computerized accounting exam the following quarter. I didn't listen to him and decided to try it in the fourth quarter of winter. Surprisingly, I passed all three subjects on my first try! I got my certificate in February of the following year. Then I stopped studying there and started looking for an internship.
My mentor saw that I was performing well and taught me a lot more. I became familiar with industrial and trade matters, commercial trade, and tax avoidance.
I asked my mentor if I could go out and gain some experience. I worked for one or two companies, and finally came to this commercial trade company. I wanted to make a name for myself, becoming proficient in finance and taxation, and reasonably
helping companies reduce their tax burden. I sighed, "With a three-foot-long sword and ten thousand scrolls of books, what could Heaven have intended for me?" Ah! Xue passed her accounting certificate exam in three quarters. I told her, "Why don't you try working for us?" She readily agreed. Soon we were working together. While working, I kept studying diligently, researching online
about applying for the assistant accountant and registered accountant exams—both of which I could take. This brought a glimmer of hope to my otherwise rather monotonous life . I dedicated two hours every day to these studies in my spare time, and hard work pays off; I passed
the assistant accountant exam in my first year .
Then I continued to look for CPA registration information online. Since I had just passed the assistant CPA exam on my first try, I thought, "Why not give it a shot?" and
signed up for the CPA exam. Full of youthful vigor and
naivety, I signed up for all six subjects, and the result was, of course, disastrous. I won't go into details here. From this point on, my attention turned to her. Girls don't like men who lack charm, but they usually like ambitious men. The beginning and end of the month for accountants meant overtime. A large number of original documents were in my hands, and I slowly
sorted them out . Even the bright moon in the night sky seemed to be yawning. It was almost 11 o'clock when I asked, "Xue, aren't you leaving yet?" "Anyway, there's nothing much going on at home. I just had a fight with my roommate, and I don't want to go back so early. Anyway,
there's free internet here, and you can stay with me for a while," Xue said. "Okay, you can keep surfing the internet, I'm almost done here," I said with a yawn. She went over and made me a cup of coffee. "Take your time, don't rush." More than an hour passed, and I had basically finished organizing the documents. I said, "Almost done, let's go out
for a late-night snack later?" "Okay, it's been a while since I've been there, I'll go after I finish watching this episode." She said, giving me a slight smile. It was almost 1:30, and I was still thinking about how stupid the boss was to ask such a stupid question, even though I had
finished organizing the documents. I stood behind her, watching her. Why would a girl watch this? California Romance! "Hey, which season are you on?" The girl subconsciously pressed the "boss" button, then, realizing no one else was around, glanced back at me. "You startled me! Let
me know when you're done. I'm on season three." "You girls watch this too?" "Why? It's pretty good, but the manager is bald and has a terrible physique. I don't really like him." "
Han is pretty good. Although he's a bit of a spendthrift, he always puts his family first. It was quite funny at first;
he was actually dating the daughter of his ex-wife's fiancé. The more I watch, the more pitiful this man seems." "Let me recommend another one to you, called Spartacus. It's much more beautiful than this one, with more handsome men and beautiful women than what you've seen
." "Yeah, I'm downloading that one now. Take a look, open Xunlei, Blood and Sand, Arena of the Gods..." "You're a young lady, how come you like watching this stuff so much?" "My roommate brought it to me. I initially found it quite disgusting, so I found something less disgusting to watch for fun. Recently, 'Palace
Lock Heart Jade' has been quite good, have you seen it?" I shifted my gaze to the computer, looking at the World Browser displaying "Level 3 Sex Scene Views -
"Sex
in…" I grabbed the mouse and opened the browser. "Xian, what are you doing?" "Just checking… Ugh, really, there's no one else here. I posted this, did you download it from this link?" The girl clearly blushed and emphasized, "I didn't download anything else." What a blatant lie! "Never mind, just watch it quickly, then we'll go get some late-night snacks," I said. "What's the ending of this episode?" she asked. "How should I know? I just posted the link, I haven't watched it." "Then come watch it with me!" The episode ended quickly, her face flushing red and then pale under the bright light. We went out to eat, just some street food—eight-treasure porridge and spicy hot pot. We finished eating.
I walked along, seemingly casually
C. A, B, and C got along well, but one day, A's notebook somehow ended up in B's suitcase. And...
B is Xue. Simply put, she was framed. A felt something was wrong, B felt something was wrong, B and
C fell out, and A and B also fell out. And it was difficult to explain, so they all turned against each other. "Oh, is that how it is? You can stay at my place for the next couple of days. My place is spacious enough, and I'm
all alone Internet is free, and you don't have to pay rent." "Thanks!" No wonder this girl was so late getting off work with me today; she didn't want to see her roommate. Human hearts
are unpredictable. A little while later, she came to my room. "You can rest in the bedroom. I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room. Here's
the laptop; play with it if you're bored. The toiletries are clean; I'm not sick. Don't throw the toilet paper
in the toilet; it'll clog it. Use the blue basin to wash your feet. There's instant noodles if you're still hungry. The only drinks are
Coke and water." As I spoke, I gave her the laptop and the wireless network card. Looking into her eyes, they were a little
misty . "Thank you. I don't know what to say. I'm going to wash up." Girls these days are so impolite. I smoked a cigarette, turned on the desktop computer, glanced at it casually, and thought,
"Anyway, there's no porn on the laptop. She should think I'm a gentleman, hahaha." Not long after, she finished washing up and went back to her room to rest. I turned off the desktop computer, found two thick blankets, and went to sleep wearing only my underwear. In the middle of the night, I got up to use the restroom. After using it, I drifted off to sleep again. The next morning, I groggily opened my eyes and saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring at me. I smiled and said, "Xue,
you're up! What time is it?" "Look at your bed!" "My bed!" "Shouldn't you be in your bed?!" "Shouldn't I be in my bed?...I shouldn't be in my bed. I don't know, Miss."
I feigned pitifulness. "I really don't know. I got up to use the restroom yesterday, and I might have touched the wrong bed afterwards.
I'm sorry " "Look how embarrassed you are, a grown man like you." With that, she lowered her head and gently kissed my cheek.
I don't know where she got the courage. Did she really not consider me a stranger? Watching her face slowly turn red, I said, "Beautiful lady, who's more shy? Whose face is redder?" "Go to hell, you big bad guy." "Seeing how cold and aloof you are usually, I never imagined your bra would be black and so sexy
!" She subconsciously covered her chest. Covering other parts meant exposing other parts; being a woman
isn't easy. "You're so thin," I said in a completely lewd tone, and even more lewd was my gaze. "Your waist is 1.9 feet," I said, not knowing if she was showing off or what, but my penis was already rock
hard . Looking at her slender waist and ample breasts, even a eunuch would get an erection. "Can I see you?" Seeing my sincerity, she sat a little closer to me. I gazed at her intently. She was still half-asleep, her eyes hazy from waking, her waist slender, her chest possessing a perfect
curve. She lowered her head, silently accepting the scrutiny of a close friend. I couldn't resist caressing her
breasts . She trembled slightly, initially seeming to try and escape, but then immediately stopped. I looked into her eyes,
and she looked into mine. I gently pulled her into my arms, carefully examining this gift from heaven. I held her lower back, my lips slowly moving towards hers. She closed her eyes, silently acquiescing to
my actions—a simple kiss, a sweet tongue, soft breaths. At the same time, my other hand increased the pressure of my caresses on her breasts, my tongue moving from her lips to her neck.
She moaned softly, seemingly fully enjoying the moment. I guided her small hand to my crotch, already rock hard. She gently stroked it, and
I kissed her breasts passionately. Looking at my throbbing, bloodshot penis, I saw
surprise in her eyes. I laid her flat on the bed, caressing her slender body, gently parting our pubic hair,
slowly massaging her clitoris, my fingers inserting into her vagina. By this time, she was already dripping wet. Her breathing and moans grew louder, her waist twisting irregularly. She closed her eyes,
enduring it all. My penis was already burning with desire, and her vagina was overflowing with fluid. Without a word, I thrust in all the way,
cultivating a sweet field on her body. She hugged my back, uttering primal temptations, her
cries filling the cozy little room. I helped her kneel on the bed and began the doggy style, thrusting violently again and again. She was
initially supporting herself on the bed with her hands, but now she was lying face down, her vaginal fluids
sticking to my penis with each thrust. In the mechanical thrusting, her body suddenly convulsed. She had climaxed.
We returned to our original position, her body already covered in fragrant sweat. I kissed her gently, thrusting into
her, enjoying our beautiful moment together. My penis was already working beyond its capacity, but it still penetrated deep into her core every time. My large penis filled
her tight little hole, causing it to contract tightly once more. Unable to contain myself in this intense stimulation, I urgently asked,
"Is it okay?" "Yes!" It felt like a royal decree, a pardon granted. Waves of hot fluid surged within her. At the same time, she climaxed again. Afterwards, we fell asleep in each other's arms. When we got up and ate, she smiled sweetly at me, "You seem so refined, I never expected you to be such a bad guy." I said, "I haven't been a bad guy for years, do you want to hear my glorious history?" "Come on, can I sleep here with you again tonight?"
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