The boss wants me to work overtime every night.

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Desires may begin small and few. However, with the passage of time, the growth of emotions, the influence of celestial phenomena, and the development of knowledge, desires gradually grow stronger and more numerous. Fatty Yu Haozhi hasn't told a single truth lately. On the slow train heading south, he tricked me out of all the food I had prepared for the journey. He said he would treat me to roast chicken at Kaohsiung's Xiangji City. He easily took advantage of my inattention and devoured my prepared meal: two stuffed buns, a piece of braised duck breast, four eggs, a packet of beef jerky, an apple, and melon seeds… This sumptuous travel meal was wolfed down into his round belly. As he chewed the braised duck breast, oil dripped from the corners of his mouth. I thought to myself, "Oh! Wow! Fatty looks very honest, but his true nature is quite surprising." I'm not usually one to exaggerate, but whenever I think back to that experience of being tricked, I can't help but embellish it. He rolled his cunning eyes and muttered to me all the way, "Brother, I guarantee you'll get to eat a whole roasted chicken. It won't cost you a penny, and you'll get a whole one! Just wait patiently! It'll be here soon, ha! Ha! Brother! It looks mouthwatering!" That day, the train arrived in Kaohsiung late at night. I was so cold and hungry I was dizzy. When I got out of the station, I couldn't find any trace of Fatty Yu Haozhi. I stared blankly at the swaying heads in the station, feeling as if they were all roasted chickens. This illusion, caused by hunger, cold, and being deceived, tormented me terribly. I never had the chance to eat Yu's roasted chicken. Later, I bought two tea eggs from a vendor and swallowed them dry to temporarily quell my hunger. In Kaohsiung, I was introduced to a job at a furniture store as a porter. The owner, Yan Meizhu, was a middle-aged widow with a protruding belly. She had a good figure and fair skin. Apart from the crow's feet around her eyes, her face was quite attractive, making me want to take a second look. After working there for a few days, I heard a lot about the boss's wife. For example, her husband had died two years ago, and she had a fifteen-year-old son. The shop assistant, Cao Yugang, said, "I've heard that our boss's wife is very sultry. Just by looking at that pert butt, you can tell she's a 'fighting cock' type. I think her husband died so young because he was too active in bed!" Cao's mention of "fighting cocks" reminded me of Fatty Yu Haozhi, who was talking about roasting chicken techniques on the train. At that time, the train whistle was blaring, and we were passing through a series of mountain roads. A chilling coldness enveloped me from all sides. It was late at night, and only a few scattered passengers remained on the train, dozing off in their seats. "The key to roasting chicken is the heat." He looked me over as if I were hanging upside down on an oven. "Low heat, slowly, slowly roast!" He talked excitedly, spitting as he spoke. Then Shui said, "You can't be distracted for a second. Wait until the oil spills out—sizzle, sizzle; then you have to slowly add the dipping sauce." He took a deep breath and said, "I eat roast chicken differently from others; I'm going to put some chili oil on it. Do you like spicy food too?" I quickly exclaimed "Ah!" and heard my stomach rumbling with hunger. I picked up a banana, intending to eat it, but hesitated for a moment, and Fatty snatched it away, leaving me with nothing. Then I saw Fatty eat a stuffed bread roll, a precious piece of braised duck breast, and an egg. After working in the furniture store for over a month, I felt incredibly bored, working far from home, without family or friends, and with the Lunar New Year just past and business slow. So, around 10 PM, shortly after the store closed, I went to take a bath, naked, with a bucket of water, squatting alone in a corner near the alley entrance. While I was showering, a pair of greedy eyes were fixed intently on my manhood. The landlady, Yan Meizhu, thought to herself, "He looks so thin, but his little penis looks quite fierce." Just as I was enjoying my shower, I suddenly heard Yan Meizhu's voice. She shouted, "Hey! Something urgent, come up here quickly!" "Oh... landlady... I..." Hearing that sharp cry, I was terrified and clutched my genitals, frantically searching for my underwear, but in my haste, I couldn't find it. "What's wrong? Why aren't you coming up quickly?" she asked again. "I can't find my underwear." "Then come up wearing shorts, I need your help!" Yan Meizhu's voice softened. "But I don't know how to get upstairs, because I've never been to your room before." "Oh! Then you can just come up the little wooden stairs in the entryway." She added, "By the way, my door is always open, so you don't need to knock when you come up." Yan Nu said again. Hearing her say that, I hurriedly put on my shorts, not even bothering to put on my underwear, and said, "Madam, can I change my clothes before coming up to your place?" "No need! You come up first!" she called out again. I had no choice but to go up the stairs shirtless. Yan Nu's nightgown was very sexy, and I could vaguely see her milky white skin, a pair of bamboo shoot-shaped breasts, a deep cleavage, and the semi-transparent nightgown revealing glimpses of her red panties. When she turned around, the crotch of my shorts bulged due to my excitement, and I quickly covered my lower abdomen, feeling very embarrassed and ashamed. On the second floor, besides some stock, a room had a light shining through, thankfully not too bright. "No one's in the room. My calf suddenly cramped up, I need a massage," Yan said wearily. "Come into my room and help me out, otherwise I'm in unbearable pain." She leaned against the large spring bed, her robe parted at the slit, revealing her snow-white thighs. She kicked my chest with her toes, painted with red nail polish. As her thigh lifted, I could see her lace red panties clearly. I hurriedly knelt on the edge of the bed to cover my bulging crotch. "Hehe... what are you afraid of? Sexual intercourse between men and women is perfectly normal!" Now I could see everything clearly. She was lying on the bed, her belly not noticeably protruding, and her robe was slightly open, revealing one of her two snow-white breasts. The bright red areolas were enough to arouse endless fantasies. "Silly boy, get on the bed! I'm waiting for you!" Yan Nu called out again. As she spoke, she hooked her arm around my neck like a vise, forcing me to lean forward and lose my balance, falling onto her soft, cotton-candy-like body. "Boss lady... I don't know how!... I've never touched a woman before!" With a pull and a tug, my shorts slipped down, leaving me completely naked. "Oh..." Yan Nu cried out softly, then her long nails dug into my back muscles, her legs wrapped around my waist, and her lower abdomen thrust upwards, taking my penis into her vagina. Her private parts felt like a spicy hot pot to me, just as Fatty Yu Haozhi had described: "Spicy, very addictive, and very stimulating." My penis felt like it was coated in chili oil, and my blood was boiling. "Oh!...Yo!...Ah!" I couldn't help but cry out as I moved. I never expected a woman in her forties to be so alluring, so incredibly arousing. The landlady was going to be a female knight, her legs clamping around me. Her breasts, though slightly sagging, had large areolas, but strangely, very few nipples. Those two mounds of white flesh swayed before my eyes. I felt incredibly comfortable, as if someone was sucking on me with yin energy! The feeling was like having a large piece of roasted chicken in my mouth, holding the breast with both hands, as if playing a harmonica. Drops of chicken juice dripped down my chin. [The End]

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