A Hotel Job Encounter with a Beautiful Married Woman (Completed) Author: mbiggei880

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Hotel Work Encounter with a Beautiful Married Woman

Author: mbiggei880
Published: 2017-7-29

I remember it was July 2015, but I forgot the exact date.
I returned to my hometown from studying to become a chef in Chengdu. I worked as a sous chef at a local 3-star hotel. Some guys
might say, "You're a sous chef right away?" I was really puzzled by this. Maybe it's because I have a certificate. Plus, I'm
a local resident. The hotel is only a half-hour bike ride from my home. Anyway, back to the point.
Everyone probably has a similar experience: when you go to a new place, everything is very structured from the start. On my
first day, during the morning meeting, because I was a new employee, I had to go on stage to introduce myself.
When I stood on the stage, I glanced at my colleagues below. Many were aunties, young girls,
and young men . There wasn't anyone I really liked. The aunties were too old, the young girls weren't my type, and the young men weren't my type.
Work began, and it was a long process. I'm sure you guys have experienced this, because it's your first time there,
you're , you don't know what to do, or what the procedures are. So you just stand there, looking around.
Finally, it was time to leave work. I didn't even eat dinner before riding my little motorcycle to find my friends.
The next day, I arrived at the hotel promptly at 8:50. The daily meeting was held without fail, rain or shine. Right after
the department head and the head chef finished speaking, a
beautiful woman in a black business pencil skirt and a white striped work uniform came up, wearing black high heels and black stockings. Brothers, don't laugh at my glare; I stared intently
at her two large breasts for at least a minute. Judging by her size, they were at least a C-cup. The black stockings hugged her straight legs,
very alluring.
I have absolutely no resistance to black stockings. As for what she said, I honestly didn't hear a word.
In the end I only remember her shouting a few slogans before starting work.
During the lunch break, I asked a friendly auntie about her. She told me that the woman was the
catering department supervisor, surnamed Chen, who was on leave yesterday. She was 27 years old, married, and had a one-year-old child. Her husband, Mr. Hui, was a
long-distance truck driver and often away from home. The child was being cared for by his grandparents, and she lived in our hotel dormitory.
After the auntie finished explaining, she looked at me and smiled, saying, "She's already married, what are you still thinking about?" I quickly
replied, "No, I'm just curious." Then, before the auntie could say anything, I said I was going to sleep. Oh, I forgot to mention, we have shift work at noon, so we can rest.
Time flies...
In the blink of an eye, I've been working at the hotel for almost a month. Before that, we'd only occasionally greet each other and nod,
because my job didn't involve much contact. Usually, when there were issues or guests had
requests, it was all handled through the head chef, and we would carry them out. During this time, we often went to the catering department,
hoping to create some opportunities.
Finally, my efforts paid off. One day, the manager notified us of a meeting and asked me and another auntie from the kitchen
to attend. The meeting was always boring, just the same old bureaucratic jargon. At the end, the manager announced that
he and the head chef would be going to Hubei next week to learn about new dishes, and all kitchen affairs would be
handled by me and the other auntie. All catering matters would be handled by Xiao Chen. If there were any problems, we could call him
or contact General Manager Liu (the shareholder). She's often not at the hotel, just comes when there
's something to do. She then instructed us to cooperate well, communicate frequently, and avoid any mishaps.
I was secretly overjoyed.
After the meeting, I took the opportunity to ask for her number, saying it would be more convenient to contact her by phone if needed, instead of having to come
downstairs to look for her. Then I introduced myself.
Back in the kitchen, I tried using her number on WeChat, and it really was a mobile number. I was about to add her, but then
I thought better of it; I couldn't be too hasty, I'd take it slow.
Then, on Monday, after the boss and the others left, she came down to find me, asking if all the ingredients
were ready , and if I needed to let her know in advance if anything was missing.
We chatted for about ten minutes at the kitchen doorway, our first formal conversation. As she was leaving,
she said, "Let's add each other on WeChat, it'll be more convenient."
I was so happy, that's what I was waiting for! I said "okay," and immediately added her on WeChat.
She accepted instantly, I knew she was waiting too. That's how we got to know each other.
The team leader and his colleagues were there for a little over a week. During that time, we became increasingly coordinated and worked together very well,
handling any issues quickly. But things often don't go as planned. One night, around 9
PM, she called me, sounding very anxious and angry.
I asked what was wrong. She told me that one table had found a hair in their
steamed sea bass. She said she had explained and apologized, but the customer was still insistent on a full refund.
Those who have worked in the industry know that's impossible; they'd usually offer a discount or change the dish.
Finally, I told her not to worry, I'd go upstairs to handle it.
I took off my uniform and hat, went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes, and went back up.
She saw me and explained what had happened. After understanding the situation, I realized the hair had landed
on the fish's back, but the customer hadn't notified our staff immediately. Instead, they had taken a picture with their phone,
eaten part of the fish, and only called our staff
to , claiming our food was unclean and demanding a free meal. They also said that when they ate at other places,
if they encountered unclean food, they would eat for free.
Chen went to apologize, offered to change the dishes, and even gave them vouchers, but they
still wouldn't agree and called me afterwards.
When I got to that table, many people were watching, so I asked the waiter for
a fruit platter and half a dozen beers.
Then, as you probably know, I went around offering cigarettes and apologizing. Because I'm a local and have decent communication skills
, I started chatting with two of the men.
When they found out they lived nearby, I said they were right next door and asked them to give us
face, saying a lot of nice things. One woman said no, saying they would get sick from eating
unclean food.
I realized she just didn't want to pay. Seeing many customers watching, I didn't want to drag it out too long,
so I didn't call the manager. Instead, I told the woman that if she hadn't
told our waiter before starting to eat, I'd give her the meal for free. But since she'd already
started and finished, it wouldn't be fair to ask for a free meal. Then I showered her with compliments, saying things like, "Since you
're dining here, you must be someone who cares about appearances, don't make things difficult for us employees," which made her
happy.
Then she said it was impossible for me to pay the whole bill, and I understood.
So I immediately said, "How about this, ma'am? I'll give you an 8.8% discount on the dishes, and
I'll personally pay for the drinks and platter. You can just pay for the drinks, and I'll refund the fish."
Then I immediately called the service fee department to print the receipt. Everyone agreed, and the woman even said, "Young man
, you know how to do business." I told her to come back often, and then they sent me away like I was seeing a god off. In the end, I calculated I'd lost
about 200 yuan.
That was the end of it. That
evening, when I got home, Chen messaged me, saying, "You're so resourceful! A few words and a fruit platter, and you've got it all
sorted out.
" I rolled my eyes and said, "Is it really that simple? I'm exhausted and my throat is dry,
and I even lost money. I'm still thinking about how to get reimbursed. If I can't get reimbursed, I'll pay for it myself; then I'll have worked for nothing."
A while later, she replied that if it couldn't be reimbursed, she and I would split it.
Thinking this was a chance to show off, I said, "Since it's possible I agreed, of course I'll pay, especially since my
salary is higher than yours." After some back and forth, they agreed I'd pay. I hadn't thought to ask the manager for reimbursement.
Finally, she said she'd treat me to a late-night snack another day as a thank you. I thought, "I'll just eat, not eat."
Two days later, the manager came back, submitted the report, and reimbursed the expense. It was basically a discount
to cover it.
Maybe it was because the bosses were back, but we were all much more relaxed.
Near the end of the workday, Chen texted me saying her husband was out on a road trip and she wanted to treat me
to dinner to express her gratitude.
Of course, I agreed. It was already 10 pm after work, so I asked her what she wanted to eat. She said she'd had too much
work lunch and suggested hot pot.
We rode there on my bike, and she naturally sat behind me. Perhaps because it was the first time, she didn't know where to put her hands, so I
deliberately braked, and she suddenly pressed against my back.
I instantly felt her two large breasts bulge, and I immediately apologized. I said, "Why don't you put your hands
on my shoulders or hold my waist? It's not safe without support." She just grabbed my clothes with her hands.
I thought I shouldn't go too far the first time, so we went to a newly opened restaurant.
Apparently, she also liked spicy food, so we ordered a medium-spicy red broth hot pot. Those of you who have tried Sichuan red broth
know how spicy it is.
Then I ordered four bottles of beer. At first, she wouldn't drink, just had a soft drink. I said hot pot and beer are the perfect match,
just like the two of us.
She laughed and then urged her to drink, saying she couldn't hold her liquor and was afraid of getting drunk. I said, "I'm here for you,
don't worry about me." I took her glass and filled it to the brim.
I picked up my glass and clinked glasses with her. She hesitated for a moment before clinking glasses with me. She said it was ice-cold and felt
very nice and comfortable. I filled her glass again, and she didn't refuse.
We ate and chatted. Women, you know, gradually open up and talk about many things on their minds, about relationships,
things her mother-in-law did to her, and how her husband was often away from home, and sometimes she was alone when she went back.
She felt very lonely and isolated, so she moved into a dormitory and only went back occasionally. Her home wasn't far away;
her mother-in-law and father-in-law would go back to their hometown when it was hot, and she would be alone when she went home.
I was so happy inside, but I couldn't show it.
Then I comforted her and so on. Then she showed me her husband and her daughter; her daughter was very beautiful
and looked a lot like her. To be honest, her husband Zhang wasn't particularly handsome, just average-looking.
Then, fueled by the alcohol, I asked some more personal questions. Like, "What do you do when your husband's not around
and you need something?"
At first, she didn't answer, but after a while, she said she could only endure it herself, or do something else to
distract , without mentioning masturbation. But I knew she definitely masturbated.
Then she asked if I had a girlfriend, and even asked how I dealt with it.
I said I used to watch porn and masturbate, but after seeing her, I started masturbating thinking about her. As soon as I said it,
I regretted it; her face turned even redder, and she called me a pervert.
I knew I had a chance. We ate and chatted like that, and it was past midnight; we'd drunk six bottles of beer.
She was also quite tipsy.
I asked if I should take her home or back to her dorm.
She said home, because it wouldn't be good to see her in the dorm.
So I took her back to her place, a modestly furnished two-bedroom, two-living-room apartment.
When we got home, she said, "Sit down, I'm going to wash my face." A few minutes later, she came out and changed her clothes. It wasn't anything see-through, as
the guys had imagined; she was wearing casual sweatpants.
We chatted for a while, and thinking it was our first time, I decided not to rush things, so I got up and said goodbye.
She even walked me downstairs.
After I got home and changed my shoes, she called. She asked if I got home safely, saying she was
worried about . We talked on the phone for a while, mostly comforting and caring words.
After washing up, I couldn't sleep. Thinking about her thighs in stockings and her beautiful figure, I felt a
mix of excitement and a desire to have sex right then and there. Finally, I calmed down, played on my phone for a bit, and then went to sleep because
I had to work the next day.
The next day, I saw her on the stairs. She seemed a little embarrassed, greeted me, and left.
I was puzzled; I hadn't done anything. At noon, I texted her to ask.
Apparently, she remembered our conversation from the day before and felt embarrassed. So, I used my silver
tongue to comfort her, saying that these things are very open now, everyone needs sex, it's a physiological need, and she should restrain herself.
There's nothing that can't be suppressed, just let nature take its course.
I don't know if she understood what I meant, but after a long time, she replied with a tongue-out emoji. After that,
we chatted frequently, about everything—life, work, sex, positions, you name it.
Gradually, I felt she became somewhat dependent on me, and she told me everything.
We've known each other for almost half a year now, and things are about to get serious.
One day, she didn't come to work, saying she was going to a restaurant in the mountains for her best friend's birthday. We chatted
for a while.
She told me that I flirted with her and she seemed to be aroused, and her husband hadn't been home for a week.
Then she said she needed to go to the bathroom, and I knew she was going to masturbate.
I asked her if it felt good. She said, "Of course it feels good in the bathroom!"
I sent her a lewd emoji and a sly one.
She replied that she was ignoring me and was going to eat. Then I went to work.
That evening, while I was at work, I suddenly received a call from an unknown number. As soon as I answered, I heard
deafening singing on the other end. Then a woman with a very nice voice said, "Are you a friend of mine
?" [I'll use her English name here. I don't want to write someone else's name.] I answered yes.
The other person said Chen** was drunk, could you come and pick her up? I have things to do later. She said she wanted me to take her
home when I arrived; we'd be at Sunshine Grand Ceremony.
I thought about it and agreed! Many brothers would say, "Why hesitate at such a good opportunity?" Actually, I didn't want to do it so
soon. Then I said goodbye to the boss and went over.
When I found her, I saw her sitting quietly on the sofa playing on her phone. I said, "Weren't you drunk
?" She gave me a very charming look and said, "I'll wait for you to come."
Her best friend knew she was married. Then I sat down and had a few drinks with her best friend. To be honest, her best friend
was quite pretty too.
After a while, she whispered in my ear that she wanted to go for a drive. Then she said goodbye to her best friend and we went out.
After we went out, I asked her where she was going.
She said anywhere, she just wanted me to take her for a walk.
I thought about it for a moment, then rode my bike up the mountain. All the way to the top, her hands were tightly wrapped around my waist.
We walked together to a bench and sat down. She started telling me that
she missed , so she had her best friend call me.
I asked her, "Why didn't you call yourself?" I just
looked at her quietly.
Her face was very red, and we were very close. I could feel her breathing become heavier. I turned
to hug her, and she leaned against me. I stroked her face; it was very hot.
She looked up and asked something I didn't expect: "Do you think what I'm doing is bad?"
I looked at her quietly and said, "No, I like it. I've liked you for a long time. I liked you the first time I saw you
. I wanted you just by looking at your breasts and your stockings."
Then she made a funny face and said, "Then what are you waiting for? If you
don't take advantage of such an obvious signal, you'll be letting down your little brother."
We hugged and kissed passionately. My hand slipped inside her shirt, and I squeezed her long-lost
big white breasts, giving them a hard squeeze...
Ah... Chen cried out.
I wasn't satisfied with just kissing her lips; I moved down to her neck, and Chen's reaction intensified, her moans growing louder.
I unhooked her bra from behind, rolled up her clothes facing her, and fiercely kissed her two
large breasts . (Not C, probably B+++).
At this moment, all she could do was moan, "Ah...ah...ah." She held my head in her hands, pressing it against her
breasts.
We forgot about anyone else, and just kissed and groped passionately.
I freed one hand and ran it down her pants to her crotch—it was like a vast ocean! Completely wet.
I used my fingers to pull aside her panties and inserted one...
ah...ah...
she gripped my hand tightly with her thighs. I held her with one arm and breathed into her ear, saying, "Baby,
spread your legs and let me touch you, look, she's all wet."
Then I pulled my finger out of her vagina and showed it to her.
Shyly, she hid in my arms, and I pulled her hand inside my pants, directly touching my
penis . At first she didn't want to, so I put my hand inside Chen's hole again, this time I inserted two fingers
all the way in...
Ah... Gently! It hurts...
I said, then touch my penis and I'll be gentle.
She touched it slowly. So, we kissed while I inserted my fingers into her hole. And she was giving me a handjob
inside .
After a while, her moans got louder and louder, ah... ah ah... ah ah. I was worried someone would hear,
but I wanted to play a little longer.
She said she wanted me, and I said let's do it here.
But she disagreed, so I said let's go to her house.
She hesitated for a moment and then agreed. We immediately got dressed and rode straight to Chen's house.
When we got home and opened the door, we hugged each other and kissed passionately. I immediately took off her top, half-squatted
down and kissed her breasts, one in each hand, kissing and squeezing them...
Her mouth only had moans of "mmm... ah... ah..." left...
When I took off her pants and kissed her hole through her underwear, there was only the smell of urine. There was no other smell.
I held Chen's buttocks and kept pressing my nose against Chen's clitoris.
Ah... baby. "Harder..." Chen's writhing hips met my thrusts. At the same time, he grabbed my
head with both hands and pressed it down hard.
I couldn't wait any longer, so I pulled off Chen's underwear, which was soaking wet. I wiped myself with the underwear on my hand and kissed him
.
Ah...so good. Ah, harder...I love you, baby...ah...ah...I want more...
I lifted one of Chen's legs and used my tongue like a penis to penetrate Chen's hole...
ah...harder...I want more...so good...don't stop...ah..."
Chen climaxed, and I felt my face was wet. She slid off the wall and sat on the floor.
I took off all my clothes, put my erect penis in front of Chen, and after a few strokes with my gloved hand, she
yelled that give me oral sex. It was my first time being rubbed by a married woman, which was really exciting.
Then I asked Chen to give me deep throat. Chen clearly didn't know how, and after a few strokes, I stopped her. It was my first time, and it
was so exciting, especially since it was in someone else's house with someone else's wife.
I quickly ejaculated into Chen's mouth, but she didn't eat it; she just held it in her mouth.
We were both tired, so we lay down together for a while and then went to take a shower. We showered together. I won't go into details, but that's how it was.
While showering, we did it again.
By the time we lay in bed, it was already past 1 a.m. I played with Chen's breasts, and Chen played with my penis. Chen
said she had wanted to do it with me for a long time, but she was afraid I would think she was a bad woman.
I said I liked bad women, and we should do it again. Then we did 69. We did foreplay for
more than 10 minutes, and I laid Chen down and prepared to insert my penis.
Chen blushed and didn't dare look at me. I deliberately only rubbed the head of my penis against Chen's clitoris, without inserting it. Then
I would insert the head a little and then pull it out, repeatedly, making Chen's juices flow freely.
Chen cried out, "I want...give it to me...I feel so uncomfortable..."
I asked Chen what she wanted. Chen said she wanted it. I said, "What is it? I don't know if you don't tell me." Then
Chen said, "I want a penis. I want a penis to insert into me. Insert into my little pussy." I couldn't hold back anymore.
I spread Chen's legs and thrust in all the way. Ah...I finally got you.
Then I started thrusting in and out. Chen followed my thrusts...ah...ah...ah...harder...
ah...I want more...harder...fuck me harder...it feels so good..."
Then I asked Chen to call me husband...ah ah ah...ah...ah...
Chen just wouldn't call me that. I lay on my stomach, hugging Chen, kissing her while fucking her harder...
ah...darling, you're fucking me so good. I want to... use... use... fuck me... ah...
I
just said baby. Call me husband, call me husband and I'll fuck you harder...
ah... husband... I want... I want your cock... I want you to fuck me harder... ah...
To be honest, Chen isn't very good at moaning. It's just um... ah... after
a while I came, and Chen climaxed in this position not long after. I changed positions a few more times, and
my intuition told me that Chen climaxed at least 4 times.
Finally I wanted to ejaculate too, and Chen probably sensed it, so she said, "Ejaculate inside, I'll take my medicine tomorrow, I want to feel
your strength and warmth."
What's there to hesitate about! I thrust wildly and ejaculated directly into Chen's uterus. Then we hugged each other, panting.
My cock was still inside Chen's body until it went soft and slipped out on its own.
I watched the semen that I ejaculated inside flow out of her vagina, and I felt very satisfied. Then we just
wiped ourselves with tissues and cuddled together to sleep.
My phone rang (I checked and it was 7:30). Chen was awake, looking at me shyly.
At that moment, no words were needed. We simply hugged and kissed, making love again. Then I got up and went to work…
From then on, whenever we had time, we made love in her home. The living room, bedroom, kitchen,
bathroom , balcony, and even Chen's bed in the dormitory… everywhere bore the marks of our love.
Until 2016, when I left my hometown, we broke off contact. We still kept in touch, but it was always just simple
greetings and polite formalities.

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