[Urban] Adult Officialdom (Complete) - 19-21

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Chapter 4 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story:

As I helped her into the guest room, I noticed something was wrong with Shen Ping. I took her to the bathroom, but before I could even run water for her to wash her face, the perfume in the room irritated her, and she vomited. The bathroom immediately filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Seeing

the mess we both made of vomit, I felt both heartbroken and amused. Shen Ping, unconscious, let me handle her as I took off her suit. After removing her underwear, I was stunned by the beauty before me.

Her skin was very white and smooth, her two full breasts stood proudly without sagging, her plump buttocks were slightly upturned, and her waist and abdomen were slightly plump but not flabby; every part of her body was a rounded curve.

Her mons pubis was very full, thick and dark pubic hair growing on its raised surface, making her pink labia appear even more delicate. Her legs were long and slender, with rounded knees, well-proportioned calves, and graceful feet. To be honest, her body resembled that of a noblewoman in a classical European painting—so beautiful.

Her moan of discomfort interrupted my thoughts. After a quick rinse, I carried her to the bed. I then tidied up the bathroom and turned on the exhaust fan to remove the odor. I gave our coats to the floor attendant to take them to the dry cleaners. The purple underwear on the floor was also covered in dirt, so I washed it for her under the tap. Shen Ping seemed to love purple; she usually wore almost everything except flesh-colored underwear and stockings. I had minored in psychology in school. Purple represents nobility and romance. She dressed formally on the outside, yet was so flirtatious underneath. It seemed this young woman had been yearning for something but was restrained by her modesty and unable to express it. This thought dispelled my previous reservations about her; it turned out that Shen Ping's position and appearance did not match her inner self.

Her bra was lace-trimmed, and her panties were narrower than briefs but slightly wider than thongs. There were specks of white discharge at the crotch. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled deeply; the woman's distinctive scent made my penis hard.

Despite my high alcohol tolerance, nearly a pound of liquor, combined with last night's heavy drinking, had left me somewhat tipsy. Under the influence of alcohol, I disregarded everything else and walked to the bed. "A full stomach breeds lust," and alcohol emboldens lust. Now I couldn't control my body anymore.

I rolled onto the bed, knelt between her legs, one hand caressing her breasts, the other running down her abdomen to her vulva, gently stroking her clitoris. Under my touch, the clitoris naturally became engorged with blood, slowly emerging from under the clitoral skin.

Although I had sexual experience before, it was only a few times, done secretly. Wenqiu and I had tasted the forbidden fruit like thieves, quickly finishing. My youthful innocence and conservatism had never allowed me to examine a woman's genitals so closely. Unable to resist, I lowered my head and kissed her gently. The alluring fragrance emanating from her slightly parted labia, mixed with a musky scent, filled my senses with a sensual aroma that went straight to my head. My hands grasped her breasts, kneading them, while my mouth diligently licked and sucked her vulva. My tongue parted the labia, probing deeper inside; the taste was like too much baking soda

in rice porridge. My tongue tip explored in and out, occasionally wrapping around her clitoris and gently biting it. Although the alcohol had rendered her unconscious, her body instincts betrayed her. Shen Ping's body writhed incessantly, her legs trembling, and her vulva gushed with lustful fluid. I looked up at her; her eyes were half-closed, her face and neck flushed red, the blush spreading to behind her ears. Her nose made tight hissing sounds, and she unconsciously moaned. Two rosy nipples stood erect on her exceptionally firm breasts, her abdomen rising and falling with her breath. I held her shapely, long legs, their curves gradually spreading apart. Her fair thighs had delicate, smooth skin that seemed almost translucent, a small gold chain adorning her ankles. Fine veins bulged on the insteps of her feet, and her slightly red toes were taut. I couldn't resist sucking on her toes, painted with rosy nail polish, and licking the soles of her feet. Meanwhile, I thrust my erect penis into her peach blossom cave. Her moist labia were already open, welcoming my penis. Looking down at my penis slowly spreading open her honeyed opening, I felt an overwhelming excitement. The head of my penis felt the wetness of her vagina and slid in smoothly, the thick, hot rod tightly enveloped by the warm, tight walls of her vagina. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeble resistance of the folds of her vaginal walls against my glans.

Having abstained from sex for over a year, I could no longer suppress my urges and began thrusting rapidly and violently. With each thrust, our genitals collided, making a wet, splashing sound. Each deep penetration felt like entering a vast, open world within a narrow passage; the feeling of soaring through the air made me let out

a roar of "Oh...oh..." As a surge of heat washed over my glans, I ejaculated, releasing the semen I had been storing for days.

Pulling out my weapon, exhausted and spurred on by the alcohol, I lay down beside her and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I groggily woke up, picked up my phone from the bedside table—damn, it was already 7 PM. Seeing Shen Ping still asleep beside me, my mind immediately cleared. I had made a huge mistake while drunk. Normally, a little daydreaming wouldn't matter, but I never dared to actually have such thoughts. After all, I was just a lowly clerk, and she was a deputy director-general; a slight smirk and I'd be homeless.

Now, if she reported me for rape, wouldn't I spend the rest of my life in prison? Although alcohol emboldens the timid, there's always a time when the hangover ends, and I started to feel a bit scared.

My university education taught me that no matter the predicament, I should remain calm and handle problems correctly. I started replaying everything that had happened between us in my mind. Office colleagues' flirting shouldn't be taken seriously, but the fact that she didn't get angry during our conversation as a superior and subordinate gave me some confidence.

But how to break the awkward silence? Admit my mistake? Too late! What's done is done, and besides, that's not a man's style. Explain? How? Say I drank too much and accidentally ejaculated inside her? I didn't even believe it myself.

What to do? Aha! I'll see how she reacts when she wakes up before making a decision! Yes, that's it! (

Chapter 5 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission story

) I turned and embraced her lying body, my hand gently caressing one of her breasts, my legs draped over her thighs, my knee pressing against her genitals, my breath blowing through the strands of hair behind her earlobe.

Sure enough, she started to stir after a while.

I pretended to be asleep with my eyes half-closed. Shen Ping slowly opened her eyes, raised her magnolia-like fingers to her temples, and let out a soft moan, "My head hurts so much..."

When she saw the two of us naked and entangled together, she froze. "You... ah... what did you do?"

She tried to grab her clothes to cover her exposed body, only to find that her clothes were nowhere to be found. She pushed away my arms that were pressing down on her, rolled over, and crawled to the edge of the bed, searching for her coat with her eyes. Her pink labia were facing me, and between her legs was the crust of semen that had been ejaculated not long ago. My penis began to get hard again.

Shen Ping jumped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. Unable to find her clothes, she helplessly hugged her shoulders and came out, grabbing the towel that had fallen on the floor and wrapping herself in it. I peeked at her every move through my half-closed eyes.

Perhaps she couldn't face all of this either, pacing back and forth helplessly, finally standing by the bed with a soft sigh, carefully examining me.

She hadn't expected that the usually refined and gentle me possessed such a robust physique. My upper body was a V-shape, with bulging chest muscles, and a tuft of dark body hair extending downwards from my well-developed pectoral muscles. Between my thick legs stood a long, dark brown penis. Shen Ping's pretty face showed a mixture of shyness and fear. She wanted to close her eyes tightly to stop looking, but couldn't resist her curiosity.

She gently sat down beside me on the edge of the bed, slowly reaching out her arm to try and wake me, then withdrew it. Perhaps thinking I was fast asleep, she relaxed her restraint. She reached out again, stroking me down my cheeks and chest. When her smooth little hand brushed against the body hair on my chest, my natural reaction almost made me laugh out loud; I

had to bite my tongue to hold it back. Shen Ping touched my slightly erect penis with a mixture of hesitation and shyness, circling the glans with her fingers, as if trying to compare something.

I couldn't hold back any longer, so I pretended to open my eyes unintentionally. When our eyes met, Shen Ping's fair face immediately turned red, as if a child who had done something wrong had been caught. She held onto my penis tightly, not knowing what to say.

No need for words, let's do it! I ripped the towel away and pulled her into my arms.

Before she could react

, she let out a soft "Ah..." as her supple body fell into my strong arms, clinging to me. Our faces were only a centimeter apart, strands of hair brushing against her chest, her soft body trembling in my arms. I breathed in her intoxicating fragrance with tenderness, holding her tightly against me, feeling her tense, soft breathing, her small hands weakly resisting between our bodies.

Filled with desire and unease, she struggled gently, murmuring, "No... let... let me go... we can't... can't do this..."

I began to gently kiss her neck, my tongue lightly licking her rounded earlobe. My hands, tightly embracing her, caressed her soft waist, and one slid down to her rounded buttocks, kneading them, my erect penis rubbing against her plump vulva between her legs.

"Ah...no...don't..."

Her soft cry fueled my desire. I seized the opportunity to press my lips against her delicate mouth, licking and teasing her tender red lips wantonly. Her moist eyes widened, her breath quickening, helplessly letting my tongue sweep across her sweet mouth, forcefully sucking and biting her tender tongue, greedily drawing the nectar from her jade lips.

"Ugh, ugh..."

I had just pulled her small hand away from her chest when she immediately wrapped it around my neck, scratching hard on my back. Moved, she gave up her futile resistance and began to kiss me intimately, swallowing each other's saliva.

"Ah..." She lifted her head and let out a joyful cry, her black hair swaying from side to side with the movement of her head, emitting moans of

"Ah...ah...um...uh..." Her high, firm breasts were pressed and rubbed against my chest, deformed by my movements. I could clearly feel her nipples hardening. My penis felt her labia becoming wet. In the midst of our intense movements, my penis parted her thin lips and powerfully penetrated deep into her vagina, following the overflowing vaginal fluid. The moment I entered, she let out a long, satisfied cry of "Ah..." Her hands involuntarily wrapped tightly around my waist, her thighs clamping my legs tightly. Looking at the intoxicated and thirsty Shen Ping, I knew I had to conquer her once and for all today. Fortunately, I had already ejaculated once. Now, I wouldn't rush. I would calm down and enjoy it slowly. This unpolished gem would belong to me forever. Chapter 6 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: A pair of large hands tightly grasped her firm, white breasts, kneading and rubbing them vigorously, constantly making Tai Chi circles. Occasionally, I would tease her engorged, erect nipples with my thumbs, the nipples trembling helplessly as they were flicked. Panting heavily, her pretty face flushed, her body straddling me, her legs clamping around my waist, involuntarily twisting and swaying her large buttocks. My burning penis was inserted into her warm, moist flesh, the walls tightly enveloping her with slightly writhing flesh, her vaginal fluids flowing out and spilling from it. Dominated by the hot penis invading her body, Shen Ping anxiously shook her buttocks, signaling my advance. Lust made her uncontrollably let out soft moans, her hands gripping my arms tightly. Before I could even begin to thrust slightly, Shen Ping trembled and collapsed onto me. "No... I can't... take it anymore..." It turned out she was a woman who had orgasmed, a gush of hot fluid flowing down her body. I had read in my physiology book that women like this are generally highly sexually sensitive, meaning they easily reach orgasm. I rolled over, pinning Shen Ping beneath me. She was covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed, as if waking from another dream, shrinking into my arms in embarrassment. I turned her head back with my hand, gently kissing her delicate and lovely features, then fiercely sucking on her areolas and nipples, making them erect again. "No, no...suck...anymore, I can't take it anymore!" Her vaginal walls, tightly gripping my glans, writhed again. I knew I had to ruthlessly tear off her dignified and charming facade, making her abandon the chastity of a married woman, and begin the wildest thrusting and the most powerful friction, bringing her to the peak of orgasm and making her forever submit. Let's begin now. I slowly lifted and slowly inserted my penis, letting the thick shaft rub against every fold of her inner walls, the glans relentlessly pounding on her sensitive spots. With hundreds of thrusts, she began to make wanton sounds. The last vestige of her reason made her bite the pillowcase, breathing rapidly and passionately through her nose, her hands stroking my back, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, her slender and lovely little toes dancing and kicking in the air with each thrust. Gradually increasing the frequency and intensity, each thrust reached the entrance before plunging deep into her vagina, progressing from nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, then three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and finally deep penetration with each stroke. Her vaginal fluids flowed ceaselessly with each thrust, the scrotum slapping against her perineum with a wet, splashing sound. The base of my penis repeatedly struck her clitoris. The physical pleasure, the pervasive sexual scent, caused her to abandon her dignified and beautiful facade, gradually venturing into wildness. I pulled the towel she was biting away, and she shyly covered her mouth with her hand, emitting moans that were sometimes low and sometimes high. Using my hands to lift her lower body from between her legs, I squatted in a low horse stance, still steadily ravaging the woman's sensitive clitoris. Seeing her plump, slippery labia opening and closing with each thrust of my penis, squeezing out strands of white vaginal fluid, Shen Ping's last line of defense finally crumbled, and she began to cry out like a wanton woman. "Oh...oh...oh...oh...it itches...ah; itches...ah...ah, it's so...beautiful..." Watching the beautiful woman, whom I used to dare not mess with, lying beneath me, panting softly, swaying her hips wantonly, I experienced a sense of conquest I had never felt before. "Baby, is it good?" "Yes!" "Do you want me to fuck you again?" "No...no...no...no...stop, oh...it's too hard...Zhiyuan...I...love you to death...you...are...so hard...it's all the way in...ah...don't...don't be so hard...it's...into...my...stomach...harder...harder!" Shen Ping burst out, incoherently, and sat down in my lap, biting my shoulder and sobbing. "Ah...Mom...Mom...I...am going to die. I...am...being...played to death." Her charming face was full of intoxicated pleasure, her breasts swayed, her whole body was covered in sweat, she trembled and moaned continuously, looking like a cute woman in the throes of ecstasy. Hot, lustful fluid gushed from her vagina, and I felt her vaginal depths sucking at my glans like a small mouth. An indescribable, intense stimulation surged through me, my mind went blank, and my glans pressed firmly against her cervix as my semen gushed into her body. Each ejaculation made her tremble involuntarily. After a long while, I lifted my head, drenched in sweat, and looked at the woman lying beside me. Shen Ping, still recovering from her orgasm, lay sprawled, emitting faint, soft moans. I held her tightly in my arms. Time seemed to freeze at that moment. "I'm so happy," she cried out in my arms. "This feeling... I've never experienced before. Zhiyuan. You've shown me what a woman's pleasure is." "Me too. Being with you is the greatest happiness," I gently stroked her smooth back. She stopped sobbing, her watery eyes gazing at me. "Are we doomed? From the first moment I saw you, I knew I was doomed." It turned out that Shen Ping and her first love were preparing to get married, but their wedding was delayed because of her father's situation. On the night she went to Wang Jibei to plead for her, he coerced and lured her into taking her virginity. Over the years, she and Wang had no feelings for each other, but Wang, holding a powerful position, arranged her and her family's jobs perfectly, leaving her to live a life of semi-widowhood, forced to submit. And I was kept in the provincial capital precisely because I resembled her first love so much; she felt it might be fate, a way for her to repay this debt of love. I got a huge bargain! Chapter 7 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission.

After whispering sweet nothings for a while, I stroked Shen Ping's smooth body. The heat had subsided, and it was even a little cool. I reached for a towel to cover her, only to realize my penis was still inside her. As I turned, I pulled it out, and with a soft squelch, a milky-yellow semen, mixed with a few milky-white bits, flowed from her slightly closed labia. "Ouch!" Shen Ping quickly grabbed a tissue from the bedside table to wipe herself. Her genitals were a complete mess; the thick layer of semen looked very uncomfortable.

I picked her up. "Baby, let's take a bath together." I was much more unrestrained now.

She whimpered, her face flushed, and shyly pounded my chest with her small hands, saying indignantly, "It's all your fault! Look what you've done to me, I almost died! Are you alright? Look at you, don't hurt yourself." We went into the bathroom, I put her in the tub, and used the showerhead to wash her little by little. Shen Ping playfully sprayed shower gel on me like a child, happily teasing me. She mischievously grabbed my penis and tugged at it, "You were so energetic just now, why are you acting like a lazy bum now?"

"Baby, do you still want more?"

I gazed tenderly at Ping's smooth and alluring face, "Let my little darling have her fill today. Let me wash it first, so it'll be ready for work later." I extended my penis to Shen Ping. She hesitated slightly, but still parted her lips and took it in. Her technique was clearly not very skilled; her teeth scraped against my penis several times. Although it wasn't very comfortable, I was already very satisfied. A respectable woman willing to give you oral sex must be a sign of her love for you. Wenqiu had never been willing to let me suckle before, and thinking of this warmed my heart, filling me with endless love.

Looking down, I saw my penis freely moving in and out of the mouth of this usually dignified woman. The penis became erect and thick again, and Shen Ping's delicate face turned pink as she clumsily sucked. The soft penis in her hand became hot and hard, and the huge glans swelled in her mouth. Ping's long-dormant body was like a Pandora's box that had been opened, unable to contain itself. The lust made her dizzy with excitement, so she licked and scraped even more vigorously, while one hand reached down to rub her genitals.

I lifted Shen Ping onto the washbasin, spread her legs, and squatted down to examine her beautiful vulva closely. Her freshly washed, pinkish genitals exuded the fragrance of a mature woman, and the water droplets clinging to her pubic hair resembled morning dew. "No. Don't look, it's so embarrassing, it's dirty there. Ah...no...suck...it's so itchy...it's killing me," she cried.

The clitoris I was sucking was as cute as a little red bean. I gently swirled my tongue around it. Watching me kiss her vulva, Shen Ping's expression turned dizzy with anticipation, her cherry-like lips pursed, and she let out a sexy moan. She bit her hand, her body tensing and trembling, and a stream of fluid shot out from her lower body. She had climaxed just like that. No wonder, her body was inherently sensitive, yet she had always suppressed her desires. Years of suppressed desires overflowed like a burst dam, transforming a dignified and noble woman into a wanton and seductive one.

Shen Ping stared at me excitedly as I stood up. I rubbed my penis between her labia, and she eagerly grabbed it, pushing her lower body in to meet my thrusts.

"Want it?"

"Move faster! It's so itchy inside!" she said anxiously, swaying her lower body on the table.

I held Shen Ping tightly, squeezing her breasts out of shape, and talked to her while thrusting slowly.

"You're all wet, isn't it good, my little darling? Tell me, is it good?" I deliberately sped up and thrust a few times. She responded with a slight twist of her round buttocks, seemingly enjoying it but too shy to answer.

"Is it good or not?"

I stopped. "No... don't stop!" she cried anxiously, scratching at my back with her hands.

"Want my cock to fuck you?"

"Yes!... Yes... move faster!" Suddenly, I inserted my penis to the bottom, the glans grinding against her soft clitoris.

"Ah..."

With a soft cry from the woman, I gripped her full breasts tightly, thrusting my hips forward, my thick, hard penis pumping in and out, pounding against her sensitive clitoris.

"Is my cock big? Does it feel good to fuck you?" I couldn't believe such vulgar language came from my usually refined mouth.

I remembered reading in a book: to truly conquer a woman, you must not only satisfy her materially and physically, but also capture her soul, overthrow her original morals and values, and rebuild a spiritual territory of your own. Now I was subjecting Shen Ping to mental torment.

"Don't say... anymore," I stopped again, then suddenly began thrusting even more violently.

"Big. Ah... I'm so ashamed... Yours... is so big... so long." "What's long about mine?" "Your... cock... is stretching... my little pussy... so comfortable." Under the temptation and thrusting, Shen Ping finally cried out.

"Is my cock better than your husband's?" "

Bigger than...his...stronger than his." Suddenly I pulled her down, and Shen Ping fell from the crest of pleasure, looking at me resentfully. "Don't rush, you'll have your fill eventually. Spread your legs." Shen Ping leaned on the platform, looking up at the almost bestial rear-entry intercourse between herself and me. She covered her face with her hands in shame, yet couldn't resist peeking. My hips,

honed by years of training, moved nimbly and quickly, thrusting in and out. Watching my thick penis appear and disappear between the woman's plump and tender labia, my pleasure slowly intensified.

"Ah...ah...so...good...so...good...you...are...so...good...ah..."

"Let me fuck you often from now on, okay?"

"Okay...little cunt...I'll let you fuck me to your heart's content." "You...you...are amazing...so...thick...so...long...it's hitting the very core of my heart...ah...I...will...be...killed...by...you...ah..."

"I'm going to fuck you every day, fuck you to death, you little slut!" "

I recalled my first rear-entry sex with Wenqiu, and a surge of hatred welled up inside me, as if the woman before me were Wenqiu, the one who had betrayed me. I pressed myself against her from behind, roughly kneading her high, full breasts, swaying my thick waist, and thrusting deep into her tight, slippery vagina with each powerful stroke, venting my pent-up hatred.

'I'll fuck you to death, you slut.' 'I...am...a...slut, you...fuck...me...to death.'" "Ugh," Shen Ping's face contorted, saliva dripping from her lips as she weakly moaned.

Feeling my penis grow harder and hotter, Shen Ping began to tremble violently, her buttocks pressed tightly against my genitals. "I'll fuck you to death!" I roared, ejaculating my scalding semen into her uterus again.

"I...I didn't...use contraception," she said weakly. Exhausted, I thrust a few more times with my remaining strength. "Then give me a son."

Chapter 8 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story:

Perhaps it was due to age, perhaps due to his daily dealings with officialdom, and perhaps due to his fondness for a life of debauchery. This led to a very uncoordinated marital life between Wang and Shen Ping. Each time, it was over in a few minutes. Wang's successful career in recent years meant he often stayed out all night, and in recent years, their marital life had become extremely rare. Shen Ping had initially resented Wang Jibei for not bearing her children. She had been taking birth control pills during their more frequent sexual activity, but had stopped taking them in the last two years.

Wang Jibei, because his ex-wife had a daughter and he favored sons over daughters, had taken her for a few checkups, but the cause remained undiagnosed, so he stopped mentioning it.

Shen Ping, who had never given birth, was considered one of the most beautiful women in the provincial government. Over the years, she had attracted many suitors, but on one hand, she was aloof and rarely smiled, earning her the nickname "Ice Beauty" of the organization; on the other hand, her husband had held a high-ranking position in the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, and no one dared to provoke him. The more she acted this way, the more people avoided her.

Only I, a young and reckless fool, dared to give Old Wang a huge cuckold's horns. Sigh, he must have cuckolded countless people over the years; consider this a return gift.

Poor Shen Ping thought sex was always this boring, which led to her becoming somewhat frigid. But after I opened the door to love and desire, allowing her to experience true womanly pleasure, she's probably now completely hooked.

Lost in the afterglow of their orgasm, the two lay limply entwined on the ground, savoring the incredible pleasure they had just experienced. I recovered from my own climax first, looking again at the woman limp in my arms. The beautiful woman, ravaged by the storm, lay languidly, her pretty face flushed, her eyes alluring, her long black hair cascading over her white body. Her slightly parted lips exhaled a fragrant breath; her swollen lips, still wet from my ministrations, were slowly leaking a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. This mature, voluptuous, and alluring young woman had replaced the resentment she felt for Wen Qiu.

All night long! Aside from a quick meal in the hotel room to replenish our energy, we made love all night long on the bed, the floor, and the TV cabinet. Over a year's worth of pent-up desire erupted in one go. Even with my martial arts training since childhood, I couldn't hold back by dawn. Looking at the beauty beside me, she seemed oblivious. Her nipples were bitten and sucked raw in several places, her genitals were swollen and red, and her pubic hair and crotch were covered in semen and vaginal fluid. The room reeked of a pungent, lewd atmosphere.

I opened the window, letting in a tiny crack for ventilation. The morning chill sent a shiver down my spine. I lit a cigarette and pondered: was my relationship with this woman based on love or lust? Was it pity or a return favor? Or was it for my career advancement? This thought even reminded me of Julien Sorel in *The Red and the Black*. I shook my head with a bitter smile. Only then did I realize that Wenqiu's choice might have had its unspeakable reasons, and I had never given her a chance to explain.

Turning my head to look at Shen Ping, who was sleeping peacefully, a happy smile played on my lips. She truly deserved to be cherished for a lifetime. Shen Ping, fast asleep, curled up, her arms wrapped around her shoulders to ward off the chill that had seeped into the room. I took a blanket from the closet and covered her with it. Watching this noble and elegant woman now snuggle into my arms like a child, the lingering feelings for Wen Qiu gradually faded away.

The morning sun slowly rose, dispelling the morning mist and illuminating all living things on earth. Today was another beautiful day!

Waking up at noon the next day, I saw Shen Ping lying on top of me, gazing at me with the adoration of a girl in first love. I couldn't help but kiss her passionately, her soft body trembling slightly under my caresses. "No...no...don't...you're making my lower body hurt so much, it's swollen like a big steamed bun," she said coquettishly, hitting me with her small fist. "It's all your fault, you little rascal, I couldn't even take two steps just now." "How is it my fault? I even stopped and repented yesterday, but you were the one who begged for it. You tricked me into taking my virginity, and I'm going to settle the score with you." "You're going to kill me, taking advantage of me and then making fun of me. Don't ever touch me again!" Shen Ping seemed a little angry, which was understandable. The change from a leader to a lover was indeed difficult for this dignified and chaste woman to accept. The shadow of traditional education still lingered in her heart, which would have to be slowly cleared away later. Flirting now would only make things worse.

"Ping, are you angry?"

"..."

"I've liked you since the first day I started working here, I've had a crush on you. Being able to have you is the greatest happiness of my life. It's my fault, I shouldn't have ruined your life. Don't be angry, if it can make you feel better, I'll die for it," I said with a tone of self-reproach. Indeed, it's a bit much to let a woman bear the brunt of an extramarital affair. This basic dignity shouldn't be compromised; I'm a gentleman, after all.

Shen Ping turned and obediently nestled into my arms, covering my mouth with her soft little hand. "Ptooey, ptooey, don't say that! You're so annoying! I'm not angry at all, I just...don't want you to look down on me."

Remembering her wild, lewd words from last night, her delicate face flushed instantly.

"How could that be? I haven't loved you enough," I whispered, kissing her small earlobe.

Just as our tongues were intertwined, her phone rang, causing my hand to stop on her full buttocks.

Naked, Shen Ping answered the phone with a boss-like air, her expression one of annoyance. It was probably Old Wang calling. "When are you coming back? Do I have to be home? You've been dead for a whole day and night? Now you're asking me? Didn't you know it was my birthday yesterday? Did you wake up from drinking with some wild woman and come bothering me? I'm out...something came up. I didn't touch your things, go find them yourself." She slammed the phone down.

"So annoying! I can't even go into the study. If I can't find something, I have to ask you." What kind of husband doesn't let his wife into his study? There must be some secret in there. I'll go take a look sometime. My curiosity is making me think.

"Let's go. I have to go to work tomorrow. If I keep bothering you, I won't be able to move tomorrow. Ouch... Look what you've done. You've drained me dry, you lecherous devil." She said, but she still didn't want to leave me.

"Impressive, isn't it? This cock is born for you, dies for you, and will toil for you my whole life." She playfully grabbed my penis and bit it lightly. "You've made me suffer so much. I'll bite you to death." I thrust my penis into her mouth, grabbed her legs, and we were in a 69 position on the bed.

"Ah...no...no...kiss...any more, I'm really going to die!"

Chapter 9 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

. I pretended not to know, smelling the fragrant scent emanating from her cleaned lower body, and used the tip of my tongue to part her labia, scraping them from bottom to top with the body of my tongue, sometimes lightly teasing, sometimes probing, sometimes sucking hard, the pink flesh between her swollen labia became engorged with blood again. "Ah...ah...no...it itches...it hurts..."

Avoiding the painful areas, I focused on the itchy ones. "...Ah...you want to...play...me to death..." She involuntarily swallowed my penis, speaking indistinctly. Seeing the state of her genitals, I really couldn't continue. I started teasing her anus, which was right in front of my nose, slowly rubbing it with my fingers.

"Dirty...no! No!"

Shen Ping was a very clean woman, and also a very traditional woman, tightly clenching her anus to prevent my fingers from entering. I wondered why the women who did anal sex in porn movies seemed so happy? Probably it was all an act. If I were to insert my penis, wouldn't her anus be torn to pieces? The porn seems to use lubricant; we don't have any today, we'll talk about it later.

She turned away helplessly. "You little devil, if you really want it, I'll let you fuck me." She squatted down, holding my penis, and sat down. "Ah...hiss...ah..." Seeing her tears welling up in pain, I felt a pang of heartache. I quickly pulled it out.

"Sister Ping, we have a long life ahead of us, no more, it hurts me to see you like this." Even as she said this, my erect penis wouldn't soften.

Hearing this, she looked at me with gratitude. "Then you..."

"You go first, I'll develop hand exercises later to improve people's physique," I joked, waving my hand.

Shen Ping suddenly resumed the 69 position, proactively thrusting her plump, fleshy buttocks against my face. "You little rascal, you've made me a slut!" she said, then lowered her head and began sucking on my penis. It turned out she wanted to give me oral sex until I ejaculated. She lay obediently on my stomach like a kitten in heat, her right hand gripping my shaft tightly, her left hand gently caressing my testicles.

Once a woman lets loose, she's a sex genius. This time, her movements were much more skillful, perhaps because of her focus. Watching the degree of engorgement in my penis, she slowly mastered the techniques of oral sex.

She began to stroke my glans, her warm, delicate lips gently teasing the base of my penis, moving slowly up and down, swallowing and releasing. Her fragrant tongue constantly teased my glans and urethral opening, occasionally circling along the ridge of the glans. "Ah...hiss," she cried out in pain, knowing her teeth had caught on my flesh. She wrapped her tongue around my penis and began to devour it again, then kissed it little by little downwards from the glans, finally curiously taking my testicles into her mouth, her small hands increasing the speed of her strokes. I wasn't idle either, my tongue swirling inside her vagina, licking and sucking the fluid seeping from between her labia, while gently inserting my little finger into her anus. This time she didn't resist. Slowly, I replaced my little finger with my middle finger and flicked it inside her anus. Her anal muscles gripped my finger tightly, her whole body trembling, pressing her vulva firmly against my head, her mouth tightly sucking on my glans. As her fluids sprayed all over my face, my penis pressed against her throat, releasing wave after wave of hot bullets.

With her eyes half-closed and her face flushed, Shen Ping's sexy lips still clung to a trace of white semen; she had swallowed the rest. Gasping for breath, Shen Ping pinched me angrily. "You bad boy, you almost choked me!" "It's very nutritious, high in Vitamin E, good for beauty." "It smells strange, like grass, really good for beauty?" Seeing my sly grin, she said, "I'll make you beautiful too." Knowing she'd been tricked, Ping sealed my lips with a deep kiss. Two normally upright and dignified government officials lost their moral compass, revealing their animalistic instincts, becoming lustful beasts.

"I'm really leaving, if I don't leave now, I won't be able to leave," Ping said reluctantly.

I pressed the pager button, calling the waiter to bring my clothes. The two of them then passionately washed each other's bodies in the bathroom. The erotic couple donned the guise of a handsome man and a beautiful woman. I told Shen Ping to leave first, then called the waiter. The room was a mess; I gave her a hundred-yuan tip to clean it up, and then went downstairs.

Shen Ping was waiting for me by the elevator on the ground floor. "I'm leaving now. I'll get the invoices later, and I'll sign them and get reimbursed tomorrow." She gave me a quick peck on the cheek when no one was around, waved, and left. Seeing that she was leaving early and not as graceful as usual, I smiled and went to the front

desk to pay. The next morning, I deliberately stood at the office entrance. She drove up in the Santana 2000 issued by the department, still walking with a slightly hunched back. I smiled and tried to greet her, but she ignored me and walked past without expression. Back in the office, I felt a little depressed, perhaps because she was afraid someone would see us. Who knew that even when we were alone together that morning, she was still as cold as ice, as if nothing had happened yesterday. I was really angry. It wasn't like I was really doing Julien Sorel, and besides, we hadn't planned to reimburse the several thousand yuan from yesterday anyway. You ignore me? Fine! I'll ignore you too. Young men have strong pride. I really did manage to ignore her for several days. The department's planning is nearing completion. The next step is to divide the work into sections and conduct detailed oversight. A female classmate who was assigned here with me is now the prospective daughter-in-law of a deputy director of the Construction Department. She's always gossiping with me. He Wenjie is very beautiful. Her delicate features are natural, without makeup. She has a slightly upturned nose with a few freckles, bright eyes, delicately arched eyebrows, long, naturally curled eyelashes, and fair skin with a faint pink hue. It's said that her parents got her assigned here through the deputy director's help, and she was later chosen by the deputy director's short, chubby son. I initially had a good impression of her, and I often helped her with work-related problems. But these past few days, I've been in a bad mood, and she's still bothering me with her gossip—isn't she just asking for trouble? However, her news has given me some food for thought. The newly formed unit is dividing the work into sections, and they want to promote one of us five newcomers to section chief. My dad never even reached the level of a department head in his entire life, and here he can achieve that in just over a year—it's unimaginable. Judging from Shen Ping's tone that day, I seemed to have some clues. I wanted to ask her for help, but then I thought, I can't lose my dignity for a position. Although I had considered asking Shen Ping for help, doing so would really go against my principles. A real man doesn't rely on heaven or earth, he relies on himself. In every aspect of my work this past year, haven't I been outstanding? Oh well, let it be. On Thursday afternoon, after work, I was waiting for the bus at the bus stop in front of the Provincial Party Committee building. A man in his early fifties, dressed casually, got off another bus and approached me, saying, "Young man, is the Provincial Party Committee headquarters here?" I didn't want to talk to him, but seeing his kind and approachable manner, his features resembled my father's, and he was about the same age, I guessed he was a petitioner from the lower levels. I thought I'd do a good deed. "It's just across the street, about 200 meters away." "Thank you," I said, seeing him stumble and almost fall, I grabbed him. "I'll go with you." Without waiting for a reply, I picked up his old suitcase and led him to the entrance of the provincial government building. "Is it closed for the day? You want to petition?" "Yes, yes." "Come back tomorrow morning. There's a clean and reasonably priced small hotel across the alley. You can stay there. By the way, the petition office is in that building; you'll see it once you go in." "Thank you so much. Which unit are you from? If I can't get in tomorrow, I'll mention your name." "Uncle, you can go in after registering your complaint. Hehe, what can a small fry like me do if they don't let me in?" I scratched my head. Sometimes they really do not let you in. "How about this, if they really won't let you in, just say you're looking for Fang Zhiyuan from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission. Just say you're my uncle." "It's a deal. Don't say you don't know me tomorrow." "Don't worry, uncle. The bus is here; I'll go now." As I boarded the bus, a strange sixth sense suddenly arose in my heart, but I didn't think much of it. I quickly forgot everything that had just happened. But this little story led me down a different path in life. Chapter 11 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story: The strange man didn't come to see me on Friday morning; he probably left after reporting the problem. I quickly finished the documents on my desk, planning to take the last bus back to the county town for the weekend to ease my depressed mood. In the late afternoon, I had to get Shen Ping's signature on the weekly work highlights for filing. Although I avoided being alone with her, I still had to deal with official business. Besides, I didn't know where He Wenjie from across the street had gone. I walked into her office right on time and saw Shen Ping wearing a black suit and the brooch I gave her, sitting at her desk, head bowed, signing documents. Her small feet were crossed, her black high heels half-fallen, revealing her rounded heels. If we hadn't had a fight, I would have kissed those cute little feet all morning. Now, I should just focus on my work. Hearing my footsteps, Shen Ping looked up at me with a strange look, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something but didn't. I checked my watch: 5:20. Ten minutes until I could leave work. I deliberately stood opposite her desk. "Director, this is a summary of the week's work. Pages seven and nine of the meeting minutes need your signature." "...Oh..." "It's alright, I'll go now. I want to go home tonight. I don't need to work overtime tomorrow or the day after." "Can I not go home?" "Why?" "Regarding the selection of you guys, HR might need to talk to you individually. You also need to conduct mutual evaluations." "I'm not in a good mood. I want to go home for a couple of days. If something really comes up, please arrange it for next week, Director. As for the mutual evaluation, I will resolutely obey whoever the organization decides." I replied with a hint of resentment. "Zhiyuan, you need to be careful about your own affairs." These words struck my heart. My goals, my future, my parents' expectations... But the stubborn personality and self-respect of a young man wouldn't allow me to compromise. "What's there to be careful about? It doesn't matter who's chosen. The State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission won't stop operating without me. At worst, I'll resign and go back to selling appliances." The complex personnel relationships in the government might indeed be unsuitable for someone with my upright personality to survive here. But more importantly, it was because the young man was emotionally hurt and disheartened. I didn't appreciate her kindness at all. I turned to leave, and in that instant, I felt my eyes well up with tears. "Zhiyuan, you stop right there!" Shen Ping kicked off her shoes, which she hadn't had time to put on, and ran barefoot behind me. She grabbed my waist and clutched my chest muscles tightly, bursting into tears. I silently closed the door, letting her struggle. "You...you...are you even...a man? Why can't you...be more...proactive? I...just...want...you...to...coax...me, to pamper...me...I...am...a...girl...you know...sob...sob..." She cried like a young girl experiencing first love. "I'm so scared...so scared...I'm not scared of that bastard Wang Jibei! I'm scared that I love you so much I'm going crazy, scared that one day I'll lose you...sob...sob, do you look down on me?" I turned around and pulled her into my arms. Her lightly made-up face, streaked with tears, pressed against my broad chest, her tears soaking my clothes. "Then why are you ignoring me? Do you know how upset I am?" I said in a muffled voice.

That night, Shen Ping had spent half the night thinking after returning home. Our age difference was the biggest chasm. This woman, who had fallen in love, was extremely conflicted. She truly loved the man beside her, but reality didn't allow her a bright future.

She succumbed to lust and desire, knowing she was consumed by it, yet unwilling to be looked down upon as a wanton and promiscuous woman.

Understanding her feelings and clearing up the misunderstanding, my mood brightened. "Ping, how could I look down on my little darling? At work, you didn't even give me a smile. I thought you didn't want to be with me..."

"I... I don't... pay attention to you. Do you know how painful it is? I really... hoped you... could... come... and comfort me, but who knew you... were so heartless, ignoring me for days... *sobs*..."

"Don't cry, my little darling. It really hurts me to cry anymore." I cupped her face in my hands. I kissed away her tears with my warm lips. The faint scent of rouge wafted into her nose, stimulating my nerves, and my desire began to stir. "Have you missed me these past few years?" "You're so mean, ignoring me and making me... absent-minded every day," Shen Ping pouted and complained.

"Let me give you a good kiss," I kissed her small mouth. Ping slightly opened her lips, letting my tongue explore every inch of her tender mouth. My tongue wrapped around her delicate tongue, sucking her saliva. Ping made a distressed sound through her nose, and she also used her tongue to meet and entwine with mine, her face turning red. "Ah... I hate it... no. There are people outside." "Everyone's off work, who's as dedicated as the two of us?" "Don't... don't touch... anymore, my clothes are messed up, how am I supposed to go out later?" I quickly pulled off her top. A black lace bra clung to her snow-white skin. Shen Ping shyly covered herself with her hands, saying, "Aren't you shy? We're an old married couple." "Ah..."

Under the vigorous rubbing and passionate kisses, Shen Ping, limp and leaning against me, let out soft moans. Her small hands involuntarily unzipped my pants, quickly pulling out my penis and stroking it.

I picked her up and placed her on the desk, lifting her skirt to reveal almost transparent black lace shorts, a small wet patch showing at the crotch. Wearing sexy black lingerie to seduce me, this cute little slut, I hadn't seen her wear black lingerie in over a year. Shen Ping bent over and cooperated with me as I took off her panties. "It smells so good!" Seeing me sniff her shorts, Shen Ping shyly covered her face, but her legs wrapped around my waist and curled up towards her body. I caressed her alluring pubic hair while rubbing my erect penis against her vulva.

Shen Ping anxiously pulled my hand to her breast, her eyes gleaming with desire, hinting at an attack.

As my wet, melting flower-like bud was invaded, the friction between my glans and her sensitive flesh created a pleasure that made Shen Ping shake her head, her hair flying wildly, her nails digging into my arms. Without a trace of restraint in the office, she cried out, "Ah...don't move...cock...don't move...oh..."

Her voice echoed loudly in the office. Ping grabbed her shorts and stuffed them into her mouth, biting down hard, suppressing muffled moans of excitement.

Her narrow vagina gripped my penis tightly, like a volcanic eruption continuously spewing lava to meet my thrusts. I lifted her legs, sucking on her taut, white toes through her stockings, my hips thrusting violently, repeatedly pulling my penis to the entrance and then slowly inserting it. "Ugh...ugh..."

The bra strap slipped down to her arms with the violent swinging, revealing her two full breasts, which swayed up and down with each thrust. Shen Ping grasped her swaying breasts and began to knead them. I grabbed her upturned buttocks and lifted her off the table. Ping clung to my neck, her voluptuous body pressed against mine, her rounded thighs tightly wrapped around my waist and hips, her small feet hooked together, her toes pointing upwards. I held her in mid-air and continued to thrust upwards.

I tossed Shen Ping's round and sexy buttocks, the intense friction from the up-and-down motion sending immense pleasure through her delicate body. Ping's thighs suddenly clamped together, her body arching backwards in the air, streams of vaginal fluid dripping down her thighs and onto the floor from my still-erect penis. Watching Ping, her eyes glazed and her panties clenched, her arms tightly wrapped around me, her uterine walls contracting strongly in waves, her clitoris clinging tightly to my glans. I knew she was about to climax.

I pinned her against the wall, supporting her legs with my strong arms. Ping's back was against the wall, her hands wrapped around her neck, her legs draped over my shoulders, toes pressed tightly together; the only point of intimacy between us was our genitals.

I roared as I thrust my hard penis rapidly in and out of her closed labia, reaching orgasm together the instant my glans violently struck her cervix.

As I lovingly stroked Ping's sweaty, even more slippery body on the sofa after her orgasm, I faintly heard light, fading footsteps outside the door. (

Chapter 12 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission)

I pulled up my trousers hanging at my ankles, walked to the window, and lifted a corner of the curtain, seeing a familiar figure hurriedly running out the door.

Still basking in the afterglow of the intense pleasure she had just experienced, Shen Ping sat up slightly in surprise. "What's wrong, Zhiyuan?"

"Oh, nothing."

I felt a little panicked, but I couldn't let Shen Ping know. I pretended to be nonchalant and turned to walk up to her, watching the semen slowly flow from between her labia. "Baby, want to do it again?" "

I'm going to die, what if the security guard on duty comes to check and sees us?" Shen Ping said reluctantly

, having just come to her senses. True, we were already in trouble; let's not complicate things further. It was already six o'clock. In half an hour, the security guard would come in to check the rooms and lock the gate. If

we were caught then, we'd be finished. "Let's get a hotel room tonight, just tell your husband you're working overtime." "He led a team on an overseas inspection yesterday." "That's even better, let's have dinner together and then go to my place." "No… okay, let's go to my place, in case he calls…"

The two of us quickly got dressed and walked out of the company gate one after the other. While Shen Ping went to get the car, I received a call from this person.

"Fang Zhiyuan, you're really something! No wonder Shen Ping was so supportive of your promotion. So you were just a gigolo to get that position!" "Where are you?"

"I thought it was someone else! I hid and saw it was you. She's almost your aunt, and she still does this kind of thing, haha!" A resentful and smug laugh came through the receiver.

"What do you want?"

Since she called, she must have her reasons. I need to clean things up before things escalate. Otherwise, if this gets out, not only will my future be ruined and my reputation destroyed, but I'll also be responsible for Shen Ping's downfall.

"Well, I haven't decided yet. I'm thinking about whether to write a big poster and put it up at the entrance of the unit, so everyone can see how great our new section chief is." "No. How about this? You wait for me at the station, and we can talk about anything." "I want you to give me your spot."

"That doesn't seem to be my decision. Even if I don't do it, it might not be given to you." "I don't care. You go talk to your old flame and have her change the list to mine. I'll handle the rest." "Okay, we'll talk when we meet." I called Shen Ping. "Ping, you go home first. I'll be late tonight. Something's come up at home." Shen Ping angrily drove past me.

When I arrived at the station, He Wenjie was standing there looking at me with a mocking and contemptuous gaze.

"Okay, come to my house with me, I'll get you the resume for the cadre selection." "Alright, that's easy. No wonder you wouldn't say anything when I asked, you were already confident. When Xiaoming's dad called this afternoon, I didn't believe it. If I hadn't gone to her office, I wouldn't have known you two were up to this." What resume? I was nervously thinking in the taxi. I knew no matter how I explained, she wouldn't believe me. If things fell apart, this kind of despicable person was capable of anything. What if she started yelling and screaming at the provincial party committee compound?

Damn it, I helped her so much and she still harmed me. You can't judge a book by its cover; this seemingly innocent girl has such a vicious heart. No wonder, this promotion means I'll have an advantage in the future. That's how it is in party and government organs; often, if you miss this opportunity, there's no position for you later, you'll just have to stand on the sidelines. She has my weakness, but what is her Achilles' heel?

After getting out of the car at the entrance of the residential area, we walked up the stairs speechlessly. "From now on, as long as you help me, I'll keep your secrets. But if you lie to me, humph, don't blame me for turning on you." We changed our shoes and went into the room. "You're quite rich, aren't you? You've only been working for a year and you've already bought such a big house. If I need money to buy a house

, don't pretend to be poor and refuse to lend me any." She revealed her unbearably vulgar and shameless side. "Sit down, I'll go to the bedroom to get the watch for you." I went into the bedroom and closed the door. What should I do? I originally planned to explain the truth to her and then talk to Shen Ping, but she was practically trying to blackmail me. Damn it, if you don't let me have a good time, I'll make sure you die first.

She pushed open the bedroom door. "What are you dawdling for?" When it's time to turn on someone, turn on them. I

'll just do it this way. Watching my dark and ferocious face approach her step by step, He Wenjie began to regret coming along so easily. "What...what do you want?"

"What do I want? You're asking me? I was thinking of quitting this afternoon, and you wouldn't believe me no matter what I said, and now you're threatening me?"

My tone grew louder and louder. "Don't...don't...hurt me. I'll pretend...I don't know anything. Let...me...go." I was burning with rage as I blocked the bedroom doorway. "Let you out? Go out and write big-character posters?"

"Don't...don't...come here, I...I screamed." "Scream. You're in my house, what are you still screaming for?" "What...do...you want? Let me go." "Today I'll fuck you. Damn it, I'll show you who I am." "Come on..."

Before she could finish her sentence, I slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling onto the bed. He Wenjie, struggling and trying to call for help, was pinned down and had her mouth covered by my hand. "Don't...let me go. Don't kill me." She was terrified and cried out. Kill you? I'm not stupid. "Don't yell, if you bother me again, I'll strangle you." I threatened her.

During a casual chat with some of my father's martial arts brothers who were involved in organized crime, they said: "To deal with a villain, you have to be even more wicked than him to subdue him." Today, I'll be an even more wicked villain than her.

(Chapter 13 of the story of the State-owned

Assets Supervision and Administration Commission) I quickly unbuttoned her beige suit and took off her coat. Wearing only flesh-colored underwear, Wenjie weakly tried to cover every inch of skin exposed to my gaze with her small hands.

Two fair breasts, firm and delicate, were half-hidden under her already loose bra, two small, red nipples like rubies set atop her jade peaks. Her shoulders were rounded, her waist slender, her abdomen flat and taut, her deep navel extremely sexy. Her long thighs were crossed and tightly pressed together, preventing her genitals from being exposed, but the pantyhose on her buttocks slipped down slightly with her struggle.

I ripped off her strapless bra and stuffed it into her mouth, peeling off the silky smooth pantyhose. She struggled to stop me from taking off her narrow, lace panties.

I grabbed the pantyhose beside me and tied her hands behind her back. I grabbed her bare, fair legs, spread them apart, and ran my fingers up her ankles and calves, tracing the soft curve of her inner thighs. I pulled her panties down, completely exposing her genitals to me.

Although He Wenjie was more than ten years younger than Shen Ping, and they were similar in height and build, she lacked Shen Ping's irresistible, mature womanly charm. One was charming and generous, the other clever and petite. One inspired love, the other hatred.

Her struggling, writhing body disrupted my comparison. I slapped her buttocks hard, leaving a red handprint on her snow-white buttocks. She quieted down considerably, whimpering, tears of humiliation streaming from her eyes. I

almost softened and let her go; I've always believed women deserve to be cherished. But remembering this venomous woman's condescending tone just now hardened my heart.

I spread her legs, revealing a messy, triangular pubic hair and slightly darkened labia. It was strange that Shen Ping, despite her age, had such pink and tender labia; perhaps it was because she wasn't very active. I inserted my fingers there, gently probing. It was initially dry, but slowly, her violated body succumbed to its instincts. Soon, my fingers were covered in her fluids, the secretions increasing and wetting the fine hairs around her labia. I thrust my fingers deep into her vagina, roughly probing the sensitive spots covered in barbs. Her vagina involuntarily writhed, enveloping my fingers.

I had plans with Ping that evening, so I had to hurry. There was no need for foreplay with this woman.

I knelt between her legs, my erect penis slowly pressing against her vaginal opening. Wenjie desperately shook her hips, trying to resist penetration, but unexpectedly, the head of my penis slid between her labia. She had no choice.

I gripped her buttocks tightly and spread them apart, my thick penis plunging into her narrow vagina, filling her completely.

The pain made Wenjie open her eyes wide, shaking her head in agony. I grabbed her breasts hard, rhythmically squeezing them inward with both hands. Her soft breasts were instantly kneaded into various shapes.

I thrust my penis in and out violently, the speed of the shaft gradually increasing. Under the control of instinctive lust, Wenjie had long since stopped crying, her eyes blank and unfocused, her face flushed, her teeth clenching her bra, the pain of almost suffocating mixed with intense pleasure emitting groans from her nostrils, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly.

"Damn, you slut, you can even feel pleasure from being raped? I never would have guessed that this seemingly respectable young lady from the workplace is so lewd. You're probably not a virgin anymore, look how wet you are, your cunt is so dark. How many men have you slept with? Are their dicks as big as mine? Let my big dick clean you up, so that Xiaoming, who's been cuckolded, can walk more easily in the future,"

the uncontrollable pleasure and intense humiliation brought tears of pain to her eyes.

"Why are you crying? You asked for this, you slut. You're only suffering now, aren't you? And you even came to my house looking for a cock to fuck." The irresistible pleasure coursing through her body made her almost forget she was being raped. Her labia swelled with blood, the vaginal walls contracted and sucked at the glans, her entire lower body trembled, and streams of white, lustful fluid flowed out.

"I'll shoot inside your slutty cunt, you'll have your fill of pleasure!" Wenjie shook her head in terror, looking at me with pleading eyes. She must be pregnant.

I can't let her catch me red-handed. If I can't catch her, and she goes to the police station for a sperm test, I'll be in jail for at least ten years! Shen Ping will hate me to death.

I ripped the bra out of her mouth, straddled her chest, shoved my penis inside, and continued to thrust roughly. "Suck it all out properly, or I'll kill you. If a single drop spills, I'll make you walk naked in the street."

She dared not slack off. "Damn, so skilled. Do you often suck Li Ming's cock? Have you ever sucked Deputy Director Li's dick? You want to be an official so badly? If you fuck that old bastard a few times, won't you get promoted to a full-

fledged department head?" "Ugh...ugh," she gasped for breath, saliva dribbling from her mouth. "So much water in your cunt, so much water here, you're a born sex slut." I thrust my semen into her throat, filling her cherry lips.

I jumped off the bed, grabbed the digital camera from the bedside table, and started taking pictures of He Wenjie, who was lying naked on the bed. Her body was covered in sweat, her upper body still bound behind her back, her legs spread at a right angle, her swollen vulva and snow-white buttocks a mess, and my semen still lingering in her mouth. I took a few close-ups.

"How's it going? Comfortable, huh? Look at how you're enjoying it. Swallow it all." He Wenjie closed her eyes in humiliation, swallowing the semen that remained outside her mouth.

“Let me tell you, if there’s even the slightest rumor about me and Shen Ping, the consequences… well, you’re a smart woman. I’ll make sure your parents see your daughter’s lewd photos. You’d better shut up. You be your daughter-in-law, I’ll live my life. What benefits do I get? I won’t mistreat you.”

Dealing with someone like that involves beating them and then giving them a treat.

She nodded blankly. Untying the stockings from her wrists, she struggled to her feet and put on her clothes. Just before leaving, I tossed her a sentence: “Come find me when your little pussy itches.” She stumbled and almost fell.

My love for mountain climbing saved me; luckily, I had my equipment at home. I put away my camera and the DV camera I'd turned on after tying her up. I found seven missed calls from Shen Ping on my silent phone. I quickly put on my clothes and rushed out.

Chapter 14 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

Shen Ping's home was in another upscale residential area, only two stops away from my place. I'd delivered things to her at work a few times. It was a beautiful detached villa built a few years ago. Apparently, Wang Jibei had handled all the interior decoration. The government has long since banned the construction of such houses, and besides, even if they were allowed, we couldn't afford them.

To save time and energy, I took a taxi.

In college, I developed two hobbies: mountain climbing, travel, and photography; and reading detective novels. Mountain climbing, travel, and photography kept me in good physical condition, providing the stamina for working through the night, while detective novels helped me think more clearly and logically, allowing me to make correct judgments. Both of these are essential for someone working in finance.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the streetlights were on, and the roads were bustling with traffic. Although it was only two stops, the drive took a long time. During this free time, I pondered why Wang didn't live in the provincial government compound. How could he afford such a luxurious house? Why would a high-ranking leader personally renovate his house, and why would he keep a study that even his wife couldn't enter? These questions could only have one answer: Wang accepted bribes, and the evidence of that bribery was in the study!

Before I could think any further, the car pulled up to the entrance of the residential complex. Taxis weren't allowed in this complex unless the homeowner called. I took out my phone and dialed Shen Ping's number, but no one answered. The driver, exasperated, said, "Boss, business is so good, and you've wasted so much time on the starting fare!" I paid and got out, mingling with the crowd of people strolling in the complex.

I wasn't going to register; with such a high-ranking leader like Wang staying here while he was traveling abroad, and you coming to his house at night,

Shen Ping would be subjected to strange looks tomorrow. Fortunately, all security guards are the same—they favor the rich and despise the poor. Seeing that I was dressed appropriately, he even greeted me, "Why are you back so late today?" "Well, something came up," I replied, running to his door and pressing the doorbell. "Who is it?"

"It's me!"

The footsteps that had reached the door stopped, but the door remained closed. "Why are you still here? If you don't want to come, don't force yourself." "Open the door, good Pingping, sweet Pingping. Let me come in and explain. Do you think it's appropriate for me to stand here?" I

slipped through the crack in the door.

Shen Ping, wearing pajamas, pouted and sat angrily on a chair at the dining table, her back to me, ignoring me.

Seeing the untouched, sumptuous dinner spread on the table, I was truly hungry. "Baby, you haven't eaten yet?"

"I've reheated the food twice, and you didn't answer the phone seven or eight times. I was so angry I took a shower. If you hadn't come, I would have gone to sleep." "No wonder you didn't answer the phone. So you went to shower and wait for me." She chuckled. "Dream on. I wish I could make you stand outside all night." "Would you be willing? Wouldn't you be heartbroken if I stood outside all night?"

"Where did you go? Tell me the truth!"

She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, then suddenly her expression changed. "What have you been doing? If you have another woman, don't come looking for me." "

She said with a hint of jealousy. So she smelled the womanly scent on me. I should have showered before coming.

I didn't want to tell Shen Ping about this, but now she'd see right through me if I lied, so I had to confess, but not everything.

"It's all your fault!"

I said, shifting the blame. "

What's my fault?"

she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Could you get me some rice to eat first? I'm starving. I'll tell you the whole story later. I almost went to jail today."

Shen Ping was about to reheat the food when she said, "Don't bother, it's still warm. Pour me a glass of wine to calm my nerves." She took out a half-jin bottle of Moutai, cut it in half, and we drank and talked.

"It's all your fault. He Wenjie heard me screaming this afternoon, and she's been eavesdropping outside the door for ages!" Shen Ping's face turned pale. "Don't be afraid, let me finish." "Ah... Moutai smells so good." "Hurry up and tell me, you'll have some to drink later." She reached out and put her

hand on my shoulder. "When we were about to leave together this afternoon, she called me, trying to threaten you. I thought, I'm a single guy, what about you? So I asked her what she wanted, but she wouldn't say. I'll give her the money, any amount is fine. Who knew she not only wanted money but also wanted you to nominate her. That girl is really vicious." I shifted the blame onto her.

"No matter how much I pleaded with her, she wouldn't do it, and even said she'd write a big-character poster. I coaxed her to my friend's teahouse, and had my underworld friend threaten her, finally settling things down." "Then what do we do?" "What do you mean, what do we do? If she dares to utter a single word of insult, I'll kill her whole family, and I even made her sign an IOU for 500,000 yuan. Don't worry, she won't really ask her for the money back." "

If I said I slept with her and took nude photos, I'd be a complete idiot. Shen Ping's personality means she won't talk to me for a long time, and tonight's good night would be over. "

Her pale face regained its color, and she let out a long breath.

"You too, why did you have to choose me?" "Fang Zhiyuan, I gave myself to you because I love you, and as a leader, I promoted you because of your excellent work performance. I won't confuse the two. Where did your confidence go? If you see yourself as someone who got promoted through nepotism, then what am I?"

"That's true, you can't avoid recommending relatives." "Pah, who's related to you?" "Aren't you my little darling?" "I'm going to die, who told you to do that to her this afternoon? How could I not complain?"

she said shyly. "Doing that in the office is so embarrassing." "Next time, you should knock down that empty office next door and turn it into a break room. When we go in, no one will know if we're outside." "You lecherous devil, you always have so many tricks up your sleeve."

"I'm not afraid, I'm just worried about you. " "If people knew, it would be better. I dared to marry you, but what about you?"

A cloud of worry crossed her face. "Zhiyuan, three years ago my father retired, and I wanted to divorce him and live a single life. But my good-for-nothing sister is the chief accountant at the county telecommunications bureau. The cashier stole the company seal and embezzled public funds. Wang Jibei had someone frame my sister for conspiring with the cashier to embezzle funds. He took my sister's confession and said he'd arrest her and sentence her to ten or eight years if we divorced. My parents have high blood pressure; they'd die if they found out. Besides, my sister didn't take a single penny of the 300,000 yuan embezzled money; how can she pay it back? He doesn't treat me like a wife at all; I'm just a decorative object in his career, and he's afraid a divorce will affect his future. Besides, I'm so much older than you; I wouldn't marry you even if we divorced. A young man marrying me in the provincial government compound would be a laughingstock; he'd never be able to hold his head up high again."

"I'm not afraid. At worst, I'll leave this unit and go into business. Who will laugh at me then?" "

Seeing her so melancholy made me feel terrible.

'I won't say anything more. With your words, I'd die content.'

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The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, Chapter 15:

'I don't believe Wang Jibei can get to the top.' 'He's not human, he's a wolf, a vicious wolf that eats people without spitting out the bones. He ruined my life.' Southern barbarians, northern bumpkins, Baoding is full of lackeys. This saying has existed since ancient times. (Friends from Baoding, Hebei, don't misunderstand, this saying was originally a compliment.) Several ancient emperors used people from Baoding as bodyguards and personal eunuchs because people from Baoding are meticulous and good at managing life. Wang Jibei was born with the talent to flatter, and coupled with his achievements at work, he was always an unshakeable figure in the officialdom. Moreover, he was narrow-minded, and no one dared to offend him easily.

'Have you looked for your sister's file?'

'I guess it's in the study. He never lets me in. When I get home, he always sneaks around and locks himself inside.' " "

Let's go in and look for him while he's not home." "It's locked, we can't get in. Besides, what if he finds out?"

"I'll get someone to unlock the door."

"Is that okay? What if..."

"Just look around, and if you don't find anything, don't touch anything, okay?"

I pulled out my phone, searched for a number, and dialed. "Ah Zhi, I need your help with something."

"Brother, what is it?"

"Are you in the provincial capital right now?"

"I'm on duty at the team." "Okay, my cousin's study door is locked, and she can't find the key. Can you find a locksmith to open it?" "Just break the lock." "Of course, why would I need you to break the lock? You absolutely have to help me with this. If you do, I'll give you that hiking knife."

"Really? Haha, don't back out! I just happen to have caught a locksmith from out of town. Give me the address, he'll be there in a bit."

"The food smells delicious. Come to my place sometime; it's not convenient here, so I can eat your delicious cooking every day."

"Hmm, but your neighbors will still find out anyway." "The house across the street is where my parents bought it for their retirement. Here's a key to the front door for you."

She happily took it and put it on her keychain.

Zou Jiazhi, who had been eyeing my rare hiking knife, arrived shortly after. A sleazy-looking man in handcuffs followed behind. Seeing Shen Ping, his eyes lit up. I pulled him aside and whispered, "No one can know about this." "

Don't worry, bro, is she your girl? She's really pretty." "Stop talking nonsense, come to my house to pick up your things tomorrow night." "Okay." The sleazy man skillfully took out his tools and opened the door in less than a minute. "Can you make another key?"

The man looked up at A-Zhi. "Make one for him. You did well today, I'll give you a treat tomorrow." In a short while, a key was made. I tossed him a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from my pocket, and the man lit it and took a greedy drag. A-Zhi reached out and snatched most of the pack of cigarettes away. "I'm out of cigarettes for tonight's shift, I'm leaving."

After seeing them off, the two looked at each other. "I'll go in and look for it, don't come in. To avoid leaving any traces." Shen Ping nodded nervously. "Be careful, don't let him find out." The study wasn't big, only eight or nine square meters, and the things inside were very simple: a desk, a bookcase, and nothing else. There was an oil painting of mountaineers climbing a mountain on the wall. The desk was piled high with documents. Just as I was about to open a drawer, I noticed a hair glued to the top and bottom drawers. I carefully opened the drawer; inside were only a few dozen sheets of brand-new stationery. I closed the drawer and glued the hair back on. "That was close, I almost fell for his trap." I searched for a while but found nothing, but something felt off.

Shen Ping asked anxiously, "Did you find it?"

I sighed and shook my head. Could there really be no secret here?

Oh well, what a pity about my imported hiking knife that I bought for 300 yuan on the black market…

That's it, I know what's wrong. I turned and went to the oil painting to examine it closely. Common sense dictates that the best time for hiking is in the morning and forenoon, and the sun should be rising, but the painting clearly depicts a sunset.

I pressed my hand on the sunset area and gently pressed down. With a "click," a gap in the adjacent bookshelf opened, revealing a small, square hole. I reached in and took out several thick notebooks and two envelopes.

I opened one envelope, and sure enough, it contained the materials Shen Ping had mentioned about her sister. I handed it to Shen Ping, who was anxiously waiting outside. She sat at the table, smiling, looking at it.

Another envelope contained over a dozen anonymous large-denomination deposit certificates, mostly from other provinces, each worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. I casually pulled two out and put them in my pocket. Then, out of curiosity, I

opened the notebook. My initial excitement turned to fear as I flipped through it. The contents were enough to ensure that Shen Ping and I would be silenced by countless people. It not only detailed his bribery but also the specifics of his bribery of high-ranking officials. I put the deposit certificates back and turned

to leave. Shen Ping initially resisted putting the evidence back, but after I explained the consequences to her (I had concealed the secret of the deposit certificates), her face turned deathly pale. "Don't worry, I'll get the envelope back soon. And I won't let Wang Jibei suspect you," Ping said reluctantly, handing the envelope back to me.

I put everything back untouched and locked the door.

Chapter 16 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

Covered in sweat, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I was worried that Shen Ping might smell the scent of intercourse again, which would be troublesome. While showering, I had already formulated a detailed and meticulous plan in my mind.

Naked and strong, I walked out of the bathroom and stood in the living room like a husband accepting his wife's service, letting Shen Ping considerately wipe me from head to toe. When Ping bent down and squatted down to dab the water droplets from her legs with a towel, my penis touched her face, arousing the desire she hadn't been able to satisfy that afternoon. Once a woman's desire is unleashed, it becomes uncontrollable; the conservative and chaste woman became wanton and proactive.

Kneeling between my legs, Ping grasped my penis and used her fragrant tongue to probe and lick the glans, occasionally looking up at me with lewd eyes, hoping to gain my approval. "Ah, comfortable, so good. Ping, your musical talent is getting more and more apparent," she looked at me with a hint of confusion. "Your blowjob skills are getting better and better."

"I don't... know... what's wrong with me. I never agree when he asks me to, but when I see you... my nemesis, I just... can't control myself. In your eyes... am I a... slut?"

She said, licking the base of my penis as she lifted it.

"Ah... you have to be my little slut for life, my darling." "Mmm... I'll let you... have sex with me."

She held my penis with one hand and reached into her panties with the other, quickly emitting lewd moans.

I had already ejaculated twice that afternoon, so I wasn't in a hurry to release my desire. The long night belonged to the two of us; let's enjoy the pleasures of love to the fullest.

I picked her up and placed her on the sofa, then squatted down to admire the beautiful scenery between her spread legs. The love fluid overflowing from her labia under the thick black pubic hair soaked the thin black fabric between her transparent panties, clinging tightly to her vulva and outlining beautiful lines.

Shen Ping swayed her hips seductively, conveying an incredibly lewd message. "Don't look, it's so embarrassing." "So beautiful, Ping, your little pussy is like a mysterious canyon, or like a blooming flower." I pulled down her panties from her slightly upturned buttocks and inhaled deeply. "Dirty...don't smell it," she said, but her vulva thrust towards me.

The soft, raised triangle covered by pubic hair, the pale pink clitoral glans half-hidden, the slightly parted labia constantly oozing clear fluid, flowing down her perineum to her anus, which was tightly closed.

Carefully inhaling the mixture of soapy and feminine scents from her private parts, I slowly extended my tongue, gently flicking the tender clitoris, making it swell little by little, slowly sliding down, parting the swollen and engorged labia, the tip of my nose stimulating the erect clitoral glans, my tongue thrusting into her vagina, my lips pressing against it, sucking the sweet nectar, the slight mustache on my chin stimulating her anus.

"Oh!...I can't take it anymore...Oh...God...oh..."

Ping moaned softly, kneading her two full, white breasts. Her legs trembled, clamping my head between them, making it hard for me to breathe. Her labia quivered, and streams of fluid gushed from her lower body, filling my mouth. I knew she had her first period.

"Come in...quickly...come in, help...me...it's itchy...ah..."

Ping pleaded with me in a lustful voice. My

glans tapped against her clitoris, the base rubbed against her labia, and my scrotum pounded against her anus. Ping, with a lewd expression, wiggled her large buttocks, searching for my glans.

"Quickly...come...in...ah...please...you..." I held my breath and continued to tease her. “Okay… Zhi… Yuan, don’t torture… me.” “What did you call me?”

“Zhi Yuan… husband… husband…” “Call me brother.” “Brother… brother… come in.” “Where to?”

“Into… my… pussy.” “Then I’ll fuck you.” “Fuck… me… kiss… fuck… me.” I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, pressed her thighs against my chest, and slowly inserted the head of my penis into her burning vulva.

"Ah...ah...so hot...so hard...harder...harder!" Wenqiu and He Wenjie's vaginas were far inferior to Shen Ping's. Theirs felt tight at first, like vases, but loosened as they went deeper. Shen Ping's was like a glass tube, tight from front to back.

Enjoying the folds of her vaginal walls and the resistance of her penis, she was overwhelmed by intense pleasure and lifted her hips almost vertically to allow the penis to reach its deepest point.

"Ah...ah...yes...faster...faster...ah..." Feeling the continuous spasms of Ping's vaginal walls as she reached orgasm, I suppressed my strong urge to ejaculate and slowed my thrusting.

Shen Ping's sweaty body slumped on the sofa. I stopped thrusting, lowered my head, and kissed Shen Ping's cherry lips. Ping actively extended her tongue to meet my thrusts, and we intertwined.

I carried her in my arms and walked towards the bedroom. With each step, my penis slid and twitched inside her vagina. Ping's small feet dangled in the air, tracing beautiful curves as they tapped against my buttocks.

Chapter 17 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

I placed her on the bed in the bedroom, bent down, and tightly sucked on her pink areola and nipple, circling it with my tongue

. My penis, moving in and out of her turned-up labia, maintained a steady, unhurried rhythm, waiting for the next surge of orgasm. "No...no...don't...move...please...have mercy on me," she pleaded, rolling her eyes and sobbing.

Actually, I was also a little exhausted, but her pleas made me forget my fatigue and continue to intensely ravage that delicate flower.

"No...no...I...am going to...die..."

I flipped her body over, knelt behind her, and thrust vigorously, my hands gripping her buttocks. The rear-entry position made each deep thrust hit the deepest part of her flower.

Thrown to the peak of pleasure, Ping's upper body lay languidly and weakly on the bed, desperately sticking up her snow-white buttocks to enjoy the frenzy of lust.

Watching her butterfly-shaped labia being pulled in and out by my penis, which was covered in white love fluid, I began to get excited and began the final ravages.

Kneeling on the bed like a bitch, Shen Ping felt my impending ejaculation. Her full breasts bounced on her chest, her hips swayed wildly, and with a hoarse growl, semen gushed out, breaching her cervix and reaching its deepest point.

Ping let out a soul-stirring moan, savoring the pleasure of the hot semen washing over her uterus.

The thirsty man and woman, alone and hungry, repeatedly succumbed to the madness of love throughout the long night.

In the bathroom, Shen Ping finally, at my pleading, endured the pain and surrendered her virginity to me. Watching my thick penis tear through muscle, stained with blood, relentlessly thrusting in, I knew I had finally and completely possessed this beautiful woman.

When I woke up, it was noon the next day. Ping lay on my chest, hugging my neck and looking at me happily. Hearing the rumbling of hunger in my stomach, she said sweetly, "I'm going to cook for my little husband." "No need to eat, you'll be full after eating," Lu Shan's claws reached out again and began to grope me.

"Oh...stop...don't...do that anymore. Honey, you're so...amazing. You're killing...your wife. Oh...oh...oh, stop it, I'm yours now, you can do it whenever you want, let's rest today, don't hurt yourselves."

Shen Ping was worried about my health, and resolutely got up, hissing, "It's all your fault, you insisted on doing my asshole. It hurts so much when I move." "Pain? I saw you moaning with pleasure later."

We had lunch together, saying sweet nothings. In the afternoon, Shen Ping endured the discomfort and went to the mall with me to buy some household necessities before coming to my house.

While I was teasing Shen Ping who was cooking in the kitchen, the doorbell rang at an inopportune moment. As soon as I opened the door, Jia Zhi burst in. "What are you burning? It smells so good!" I quickly pulled him into the living room. Jia Zhi happily played with the knife I'd given him, saying, "Brother, you're really bold, you even dared to mess with the boss!" "Jia Zhi, you can't tell anyone about this, don't ruin his reputation." "Look at what you're saying, you know my mouth, if you ever find someone like this, introduce me to someone!" "Aren't you afraid your wife will find out?" "

Damn, I'll definitely let her know!" "I'm leaving, sister-in-law." "Stay and have dinner with us," Shen Ping said, acting like the lady of the house, trying to persuade him to stay. The three of us drank a pound of baijiu. At the dinner table, Jia Zhi kept calling her "sister-in-law," making Shen Ping very happy; her cheeks were flushed, and her smile was radiant.

Seeing Ping in my loose shirt and stretchy athletic shorts washing clothes in the kitchen, my desire reignited. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, where spring seemed to be in full bloom.

Chapter 18 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story:

The next morning, the office was bustling with activity. In one of the offices, He Wenjie glared resentfully at me, who had returned from a conversation looking smug. I sat down and clicked on the photos stored in my laptop, sending them to her computer via the intranet. Looking at the obscene image of herself swallowing semen, He Wenjie closed her eyes in shame. I walked behind her, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "Shen Ping has agreed to nominate you as a deputy section chief. How are you going to thank me for that? You slut, look how beautifully you're swallowing."

My hand slipped under the slit of her skirt at her lower back, groping her anus and genitals.

It wasn't that I really wanted to have sex with her; I just wanted to break her will and make her unable to resist forever. He Wenjie twisted her hips and trembled, saying, "No...no...please. I'm getting married soon, please let me go. I'll never do it again."

Having achieved my goal, I pulled out my wet fingers and wiped them on her face. "As long as you behave, no one will know about the photos," she nodded hurriedly.

Turning around, I went into Shen Ping's office, closed the door, and, unable to contain my joy, hugged her and kissed her. "Mmm...ah...stop it, I'll let you kiss me as much as you want when we

get home, my good husband...don't...touch...if...someone...hears." Thinking about it, it made sense; we were still at work, and if someone knocked, rumors of a lone man and woman together would spread throughout the entire building. "Sit down, listen to me," she said, smoothing her hair and opening the office door a crack.

"This morning, the director and I were arguing about whether to promote you, saying he was worried you were too young and inexperienced. I argued with him for a while. But he agreed after a phone call. Not long after, someone from the organization came to talk to you. It's really strange! What connections do you have in the provincial capital?"

She didn't take credit, frankly telling me the truth. "Besides having connections with you, what other connections do I have?" I said, standing at the door, looking out into the hallway.

"Don't eat in the cafeteria for lunch. Invite the comrades from the Organization Department to eat out, and you can accompany them."

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" "You're the main character; what's the point if you don't treat them? Getting to know more people will benefit you in the future."

That's true; that's how it is with promotions in government agencies. Having connections is one thing, but if two people with no connections are nominated, the higher-ups will definitely choose the one they remember. Shen Ping was considering my future. "Okay, I was thinking of taking you to eat spicy crab." "He won't be back for a few more days. I'll stay with you for a while. There's plenty of time, you glutton." She flicked my nose with her delicate finger.

Time always flies by. A week passed in the blink of an eye. Wang returned from his overseas trip, and Shen Ping had to return to the home she loathed.

On Wednesday, the provincial government held a conference. Afraid of meetings, I sat in the back row, idly sending Shen Ping a few suggestive text messages. The loud applause made me look up at the stage.

"Now, let me introduce our newly appointed Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Vice Governor Fang Yunqing. Please welcome him." I clapped perfunctorily, feeling a strange sense of familiarity with this person.

I could hardly believe my eyes—the old man who had led the way was actually the Vice Governor? What provincial-level official would carry a worn-out bag and squeeze onto a bus instead of taking a chauffeur-driven car?

Wang Jibei hadn't made it to the central government, and this position had always been rumored to be his. But now that someone else had taken the place, where would he end up?

"Comrades, hello everyone. My name is Fang Yunqing, and I'm the newly appointed Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. I apologize for only meeting you all today..."

It turned out he had been in the provincial capital for two weeks, conducting unannounced investigations in various ministries and government agencies.

After introducing himself, he conveyed the spirit of the new central government documents on anti-corruption and integrity. Then he announced the appointments of promoted cadres. Hearing my name, I was incredibly excited.

"I wish these comrades even greater success in the future and that they will break through their limitations." After announcing the orders, I would like to share my own feelings. During my two weeks in the provincial capital, I visited all the government agencies. I realized how difficult it is for ordinary people to get things done. This precisely reflects the lax work style of our government agencies. The Party's work style is a crucial magic weapon for the Party's success. Every step of development and every victory in the revolution, construction, and reform led by our Party is inseparable from the achievements in strengthening the Party's work style. Reform and opening up have made our country prosperous and improved the living standards of our people, but they have also caused some of our comrades to lose their ability to resist corruption and degenerate, disarming them of their anti-corruption and integrity mindset, ultimately leading them to slide into the abyss of corruption and depravity. Of course, this is a minority, but the vast majority of comrades harbor thoughts of petty corruption, failing to perform their duties as officials and taking money without doing any work. Lacking a sense of responsibility and dedication, they procrastinate and avoid taking responsibility, resulting in low efficiency and poor work quality. This causes "slow" tasks to become "urgent" and "easy" tasks to become "difficult," leading to misunderstandings and even antagonism among the people towards our Party and government. Remember, it is the people who support you; without them, you are nothing! During my unannounced visits, I was deeply moved by many excellent young people, such as Comrade Liu Yuli from the petition office and Comrade Fang Zhiyuan from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission…

Why are these young people able to maintain such excellent conduct? Because they are still pure and have not been corrupted by the bad practices of government offices! We must promote such cadres—good cadres who serve the people and work diligently for the Party's development. That concludes my remarks. Thank you all.” As I applauded, I felt the gazes of my colleagues around me—some envious, some jealous, some resentful!

Chapter 19 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission.

For the next two months, I, along with Deputy Section Chief He Wenjie, traveled almost throughout the region and counties, checking the implementation of documents one by one. Many state-owned enterprises with negative assets were facing bankruptcy, and solutions were urgently needed to address their debts and the resettlement of a large number of laid-off workers.

Everywhere we went for inspections, we were treated to a lavish welcome. Seeing the lavish banquets with uneaten food being thrown into the garbage bins, I felt a pang of envy, like the proverb "Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste,

while on the streets, frozen corpses lie." I issued a document in the name of our department to all counties and cities, requiring them to set a standard of four dishes and one soup, with violators to be publicly criticized, thus eliminating this phenomenon. Friends in our unit who went on inspections know that although the travel to cities and counties was tiring, the benefits were plentiful. Local specialties, red envelopes… you couldn't refuse them. China is a society that values personal relationships; if you don't accept their gifts, you're disrespecting the leaders, and they might then make things difficult for you. Later, I had no choice but to refuse all red envelopes but accept all gifts. But they kept finding new ways to give gifts. They'd say, "You wouldn't accept a 2,000 yuan red envelope, would you? But I'll buy four bottles of Wuliangye liquor and two cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes as gifts of local specialties, right?"

It made me seem like I was complaining about not giving enough, so eventually I just stopped refusing.

Seeing He Wenjie and driver Lao Zhang's happy faces, I realized that being honest and upright was just wishful thinking on my part. The old saying, "Clear water has no fish," truly holds true. You're honest because you have a high salary and a wealthy family that doesn't need your support. What about your subordinates? Who will work for you if there's no benefit? Sigh, I guess I'll just turn a blind eye.

Today we arrived in X city, and everything was normal during the inspection. However, when I saw the low-price acquisition plan for a local state-owned second-level enterprise's winery, I had doubts. I've tasted the wine from this factory; it tastes very good and was once ranked among the top ten national liquor brands. How could such a good winery go bankrupt? And be sold so cheaply? I'll have them bring me the detailed information tomorrow for review.

We stayed at the Tianhuang Hotel tonight. After dinner, Director Liu from the Municipal Party Committee Office arranged for us to go to a karaoke bar. Driver Lao Zhang, who is tone-deaf and exhausted from a day's work, went back to his room to sleep. I initially wanted to refuse, but seeing He Wenjie, whose face was flushed from alcohol, seemed eager to go, I agreed.

The hotel's karaoke room had a great atmosphere and good sound system, and He Wenjie was excitedly singing one song after another.

Director Liu and I were chatting and drinking tea. "Section Chief Fang is really young and promising. He's only twenty-five and already a section chief. Look at us, almost forty and still just a division-level official. Ah, the younger generation is truly surpassing the older!" I smiled but didn't say anything. "Brother, I need your help with something." "Brother Liu, don't hesitate to ask." "..."

He whispered in my ear.

It turned out that the person who wanted to acquire the nearly bankrupt winery was Li Hongjun, the son of Deputy Secretary Li of the Provincial Party Committee. I had a good impression of him; he was one of the few high-ranking officials' children who didn't have the spoiled attitude. It was Deputy Secretary Li's secretary who personally came to make the request.

I mentally reviewed the reports I'd seen today. The winery was indeed facing bankruptcy due to massive bank loans from its large-scale expansion, and the bank would have to assume this huge bad debt. And it was indeed our oversight; the detailed procedures weren't perfected, allowing someone to exploit a loophole. We need to revise the relevant matters at the meeting when we get back.

This favor isn't difficult to arrange, and I don't need to take any responsibility. The key issue isn't whether it's Secretary Li's business. "Okay, Brother Liu. Have our Deputy Director Shen call and explain things; I'll handle things here." He hurriedly rushed out to make the call.

Shen Ping called a few minutes later. "Honey, where are you?"

"Wang isn't home. You're so bold! My dear wife." "Him? He's been depressed lately. He lost his position and hasn't come home since. He's been running around trying to get a promotion." "Do you miss me?"

"Miss you, my foot!"

"I'm thinking of you, my darling."

These days when I go back, she's not at work, so I haven't had a chance to have an affair, and my desire is somewhat suppressed.

"I have serious business to discuss. Secretary Li called me and said there's a procedural oversight in the company his family acquired through the Red Army. Could you handle it?" "Okay, is that all? I thought your little sister was itchy and wanted me to kiss her." "Stop being so frivolous. Come back quickly the day after tomorrow, I'm waiting for you, ugh..."

"What's wrong?"

"I think I caught a chill, I keep feeling nauseous."

"Go to the hospital tomorrow." "Okay, I won't delay your business the day after tomorrow, bye." Entering the room, I told Lao Liu, "As long as you handle the resettlement of laid-off workers, solve their social security and medical insurance issues, I'll take care of the rest." We can't let the people suffer. As for the bank, let them bear the burden of this favor. Lao Liu happily went out to make another call.

Looking back at He Wenjie, swaying her hips, I'd discovered many of her good qualities these past few days; she wasn't so unpleasant after all. Seeing that I was free, He Wenjie tactfully requested "Cold to the End" for me to sing, while she sat beside me drinking tea.

As I sang, I slipped my hand under her skirt, and my hand holding the teacup trembled, spilling the tea all over her skirt, instantly soaking it. "Look how careless you are."

I casually wiped her with a tissue, ignoring her frantic attempts to grope under her skirt. "Your underwear is wet too, let me help you clean it." She weakly grabbed my strong arm, trying to stop the rubbing of her genitals.

The door opened, and Director Liu walked in, carrying a briefcase. He Wenjie quickly let go of my hand, pretending to lean forward to drink water from a teacup, blocking the arm that was reaching under her. I turned to face Liu. My fingers, however, were deftly pinching my clitoris through my underwear.

Liu placed the briefcase beside me. "You guys keep playing here, I have something to do, sorry I can't keep you company. I've arranged everything, Section Chief He sang really well, hehe."

I reluctantly pulled my hand away and politely saw him off.

Chapter 20 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission.

Turning to look at He Wenjie, who was still holding a teacup, "What are you drinking for? The cup is empty." I swayed step by step to the sofa.

"No...no...come closer, Section Chief Fang..." "I'll help you wipe it off." I pressed her down on the sofa, my hand pulling her crescent-white gauze panties down to her thighs, rubbing her pubic area with my palm, my middle finger flicking between her labia.

"I...don't...sing...anymore, I want...to go...back...to rest. You...let...me go,"

"It's not like you've never done it before, why are you pretending to be so prim and proper? Aren't you feeling uncomfortable after not being fucked by a big cock for so long? Look how wet you are, it's like the Yellow River." A drop of glistening sticky fluid dripped from my withdrawn finger.

"You...I...want...to...report you...I...am...getting...married soon," she said, her words incoherent.

"Report me? Or fuck me. Xiaoming's cock is so small, can you even get a good time?"

My middle finger went all the way into her cleft, rubbing her inner labia and sliding it around, "His...is...very...big." You're telling me this now? I've seen Xiaoming's penis at the bathhouse before, it's a whole size smaller.

"Help me take my pants off," she involuntarily obeyed, unbuttoning my pants. Shaking off my pants, I pulled off her shirt, ripped off her bra, and straddled her, one hand gripping the walls of her vagina while the other guiding my penis between her breasts into her mouth.

"No...uh...uh," a trickle of saliva seeped from my glans, smearing her cherry lips.

"How about this, suck it out and I won't fuck you anymore." Between her snow-white thighs, a slightly dark red, incredibly alluring hollow, a steady stream of vaginal fluid flowed; she couldn't hold on much longer.

Last time, I was forced to rape her, but this time I wanted her to beg me.

"I'll give you ten minutes, it's nine o'clock now." The vaginal fluid that had involuntarily leaked aroused He Wenjie even more intensely. Since she'd already been with him once, her mind went blank for a moment, then cleared. The thought that getting me to ejaculate quickly would end the humiliation made her concentrate intently, sucking hard on the head of my penis.

Enjoying the pleasure of her tongue servicing my penis, I pulled down her panties, wiped the wetness from her labia, and inhaled it. "So horny, so much juice in your pussy, it'll feel so good to fuck you now." Except for the light-colored stockings on her small feet, He Wenjie presented her plump, white body to me like a sacrifice, her face flushed with embarrassment from my lewd words, the blush slowly spreading to her chest. "Hurry up. Four minutes left." To make me ejaculate faster, she cupped my penis between her breasts with both hands.

Looking at the woman beneath me licking my penis so wantonly, my long-suppressed body felt the urge to ejaculate, and I quickly pulled out of her mouth to control myself. "Time's up." "One... minute left." She relentlessly grabbed my penis and continued sucking.

I had to do something to distract myself and relieve the urge, so I rolled over and knelt between her legs, teasing her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, sliding down to part her labia.

Something soft wriggled on her labia, quickly penetrating my lower body, moving incessantly. "Ah...no...don't kiss...there..."

She obediently arched her buttocks, her legs subtly parting to press her genitals against my lips.

"You slut, you fucking wanton." Making love with Shen Ping was a fusion of lust and love, but with her, it felt like a wild, animalistic union, perhaps fueled by my deep-seated contempt for her.

I mischievously poured yogurt from the table onto her genitals, the thick yogurt flowing down her labia towards her anus.

I dipped the small end of the wireless microphone in the yogurt and slowly inserted it into her anus. He Wenjie's body tensed; she tried to resist, but the weak girl was no match for the wolfish man. I continued to break through her resistance, watching the muscles around her anus deform until the microphone was halfway in. My penis thrust wildly into her mouth until it reached the back of her throat, and He Wenjie let out dry retches.

"Time's up now," He Wenjie said, no longer daring to argue, panting heavily, her abdomen heaving.

"What should I do? I haven't come yet! Insert it now!" "No..."

The remaining rationality was still making a feeble resistance. It seemed that only by trampling on her self-esteem could this woman become my slave.

I leaned back on the sofa and pulled her up, letting her do as she pleased. I lifted her two large buttocks and made her straddle my legs.

"Do you want me to fuck your slutty cunt?"

She kept shaking her head. "I'll give you ten more minutes, use your vulva to make me cum." Without allowing any refusal, I moved my penis to my abdomen, pressed her labia against it, and thrust in and out.

The glans repeatedly caught on the clitoris, causing it to sway up and down, and one of the testicles in my scrotum squeezed into her labia in the tight contact.

Feeling the huge penis touching her labia, it didn't rush in, but slid back and forth on her labia. Wenjie looked somewhat disappointed. The other end of the microphone, tightly stuffed in her anus, swayed and bumped against the sofa, automatically squeezing inward. Watching her tightly closed eyes, her upturned eyelashes trembling, her nostrils flaring, and her lower lip lightly biting, I couldn't tell if she was enduring pain or enjoying pleasure.

Only a very small number of women, due to the proximity of the anal muscles to sexual nerves, can achieve orgasm during anal sex. Women who enjoy anal sex are extremely rare, but everyone should know about conditioned reflexes in psychology. If you help a woman reach orgasm through pain during sex, she will gradually accept the pain, to the point that eventually, she will find it difficult to orgasm without anal sex. This is called training.

I slowly licked her nipples from the outside in, sometimes roughly, sometimes gently, sucking on the areola and breast. Wenjie was surprised to find that her nipples had unknowingly become as hot as if on fire. The tender nipple in the center of her mature breast, teased by my tongue and covered in saliva, gradually became engorged and hard. The clitoral glans, struck by the glans, also hardened. A wave of pleasure spread throughout her body, overshadowing the discomfort caused by the backflow of feces stimulating her anus. She finally broke down. "Ah, ah..."

I picked up another microphone, shoved the large end into her mouth, and turned it on. Lewd moans echoed throughout the room.

In Chapter 21 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

, experiencing the atmosphere of lovemaking simultaneously through her eyes, ears, mouth, nose, vagina, and anus, He Wenjie began to cry and beg.

"No...don't do it outside, put it in...put it in." "You begged me." "Yes...yes...please...come in...fuck me, "

my long-awaited penis pressed against her wet labia and smoothly penetrated deep into her vagina, slowly thrusting upwards. The speakers emitted piercing moans again .

"Ah...so good...itchy...it's...heart-wrenching," she clung to my back, her body heaving against my penis with eager anticipation.

Pulling the microphone out of her anus, I inserted my fingers into her rectum, rotating them. Her anus contracted and relaxed, gripping my fingers tightly.

My teeth roughly pounded and pulled at her nipples.

"Look at you, you slut, your asshole is so big."

"I...no...no...waaaah..." "Not yet? You can pretend to be anything but pretentious, you can do anything but be a jerk, you fucking have both, and you still say you didn't?"

"..."

"Did Xiaoming fuck you good?"

"...Good..."

"Who's better between us?"

"You...are...better...than...him...fuck...my...heart...deep..." "Did Lao Li fuck you good?"

"...No...no...fuck...me...ah..."

"Do you want him to fuck you?"

"No...no..."

Wrong answer, I stopped.

"Don't...stop...don't...I...want...want...to...fuck...me..." Wenjie's body was arched like a shrimp, panting heavily, hot streams gushing from deep inside her vagina, irrigating the dark purple penis that was going in and out of the pink walls, and I felt the urge to ejaculate.

"Shoot...you...slut...to death!" "No...I...am...pregnant..." I pulled out my penis and thrust it hard into her anus. Wenjie's body instinctively struggled, blood seeping from her anus, flowing down my penis like a red snake. I ignored her cries and continued thrusting hard. "I'll fuck you to death!" Thick semen shot into her anus.

A dazed Wenjie lay back on the sofa, lost in the afterglow of her orgasm, drooling and moaning. With each spasm of her lower body, red and white blood and semen seeped from her anus.

Back in the room, Old Zhang was snoring loudly.

I opened the briefcase Liu had left behind; it was full of RMB, a full 100,000 yuan.

I wouldn't accept this money; I'd return it to him tomorrow.

The next morning, I returned the briefcase to Director Liu.

"Look how careless you are, you even forgot your bag in the private room," Liu said, looking at me in surprise.

In the office, I had He Wenjie sign the audit report.

Ignoring their attempts to persuade me to stay, I rushed back to the provincial capital.

My fingers, of course, were busy the whole way, teasing He Wenjie's vagina and anus until her panties were soaked.

We arrived in the provincial capital at dusk.

Old Zhang turned to me and said, "Section Chief Fang, let's go straight home. It's not good to bring the things we left in the trunk back to the unit." When we dropped them off at my doorstep, Old Zhang diligently pulled out a Wuliangye gift box from the back, with the character "Fang" written on it.

The other two boxes were the same size, but each had its own name on it.

Watching them leave, I took out my phone and called Shen Ping.

"Where are you?"

Her tone was strange.

"Just got home, I called you as soon as I got out of the car." "I'll be there in a bit," she said hastily, hanging up.

Lying on the sofa at home, I wondered, "What's wrong? Why is she so nervous? Does Wang know about our relationship? That's unlikely." Ping arrived shortly, and we opened a bottle of wine. Too lazy to go inside, I casually opened the box I'd brought back.

There was no wine inside, just ten taels of RMB lying neatly on the table.

The sound of a key turning came from the peephole, and Shen Ping walked in. Without even asking about the money on the table, she threw herself into my arms.

"I missed you so much, Ping," I said, cupping her slightly pale face and kissing her lips. "Are you feeling better?"

A blush rose on her pale face, and she uttered four words in a sweet, delicate voice that both delighted and shocked me.

"I'm pregnant." Seeing me stunned and speechless for a while, she turned her head away angrily, saying coldly, "Don't worry, I'll handle it myself, it won't involve you." Tears of grievance streamed down her pink face.

I'm a man, this isn't something to pretend to be a coward.

I held her as she tried to get up from my arms, suppressing my chaotic emotions.

I feigned excitement, "No, I'm just thinking about whether to propose to you." She angrily punched me, "What kind of time is this to be so cheeky? It's all your fault!"

"Who told us our seed to be so powerful?" The words were lighthearted, but reality was cruel.

Shen Ping didn't seem that much older than me. I was willing to marry her, but she wasn't without a husband, and besides, her husband was an insurmountable mountain that could crush us.

The thought of abortion naturally surfaced in my mind, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"I'll keep this child. It's been almost a year since Wang Jibei touched it; he definitely knows this child isn't his. It's all your fault. If you hadn't put the things back that day, I wouldn't have any worries now." Before I could figure out how to say it, she preemptively sealed the thought away.

"Don't rush, I'm a little confused. Let me sort it out." I had made a do-or-die decision.

"At worst, I'll quit my job, you divorce him and marry me. We can't let the child be without a legal status."

Seeing my determination, Shen Ping still smiled happily. Love is truly damn great; it had driven this woman completely mad.

Chapter 22 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

Absence makes the heart grow fonder. We were passionately kissing in bed, making love. Even before we were fully aroused, Shen Ping displayed her maternal instincts. She knew that letting me indulge would ignite her own desires, so she restrained her impulses and gave me strict orders:

"No too vigorous thrusting, no ejaculation inside the vagina, no positions that could endanger the fetus..."

"Ping, do you still want me to do it?" She pointed to her anus, indicating that it was still okay, while sucking on my penis.

I smiled wryly and agreed.

Alas, indulgence comes at a price.

My anus, moistened with Johnson's Baby Lotion, slowly widened under the rotation of my fingers. I carefully withdrew my penis from her vagina and slowly penetrated her anus, dripping lotion onto it as I did so. If the CEO of Johnson's knew his products were being used in this way, he would be furious. Thrusting in

her anus was very strenuous; Shen Ping's tender skin was stretched to its limit, and she painfully contracted her muscles.

If it were He Wenjie, I would have violently ravaged her, but Shen Ping in front of me was so considerate, opening up a forbidden area that I hadn't been allowed to penetrate since the first time. How could I bear to continue? "Let's ask the doctor tomorrow, what exactly is the bottom line?" I reluctantly ejaculated into her little mouth. "

I... asked the doctor, the first three months of pregnancy... the uterus... is the most sensitive," she answered with difficulty swallowing.

Lying in my arms, she coaxed me, who was still not satisfied, "Little husband. Your penis will be hungry for two months." Looking at her adorable, childlike expression, I could only sigh and obey.

The next morning, as soon as I arrived at work, a colleague from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection was waiting for me in the office. "No way, 100,000 yuan already? Or does Wang Jibei already know about my relationship with Ping? Is he trying to frame me?"

"Section Chief Fang, hello, I am..."

"Aren't you Liu Yuli from the Petition Office?"

"Yes, Secretary Fang transferred me to the Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"What's the matter?"

"Secretary Fang wants you to go to his office now." "Come in." "Secretary Fang, hello, what are your instructions?"

"Hehe, Xiao Fang, you've been doing very well lately,"

he walked over to me and patted my shoulder like an elder.

"Come, sit down, don't be so reserved. I read your report on the extravagant hospitality below, very good. You even refused the red envelopes they gave you. Good, good! This proves I wasn't wrong about you, haha." Cold sweat broke out on my back. Luckily, I hadn't listened to the driver, Lao Zhang, about accepting bribes, or I would have been in real trouble.

"You're from an ancient town in Jiangnan, right?" "Yes."

"How did you end up here?"

"My father married my mother while he was teaching in a rural area and hasn't gone back to our hometown since." "The ancient town's economy is more developed than our provincial capital now." "Secretary Fang, how did you know?"

"Me? We're from the same hometown." "So Secretary Fang is also from an ancient town?"

"Yes, I started working when I was a teenager and haven't gone back much." "The ancient town is very big, and it has produced many talented people, but many others haven't been able to control themselves and have fallen into the abyss of depravity." These words were clearly a warning to me not to use our hometown connection to do anything reckless.

It showed both trust and distance; the leader's words were more sophisticated than ours.

"I called you here today because I have something to ask you." "Secretary Fang, please ask." "From now on, when we're together, just call me Uncle Fang. You're a Party member, right?" "Yes, I joined the Party in my sophomore year of college." "Hmm, how many years have you been a Party member? Our conversation today must not be revealed to anyone. Can you keep that promise?" "Please rest assured, Uncle Fang." "Okay, I have a question for you. What do you think of Shen Ping?"

Ugh? They're asking about my lover? How am I supposed to answer? Could it be that Wang Jibei really used my alleged misconduct to frame me? "I'm asking for some details." "Director Shen has been very good to me. She's the one who kept me in the office. She's upright and hardworking..."

"I'm not asking about that. I mean, what's your opinion as a colleague on her relationship with Comrade Wang Jibei?" It suddenly dawned on me why Wang Jibei hadn't been able to go to Beijing for so long, and why he hadn't been offered the position of Vice Governor and Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

It turned out the Central Committee was preparing to investigate him.

Now that I knew the situation, I knew what to say.

“It’s like this, Shen Ping and Wang Jibei’s relationship has never been good…”

I told Secretary Fang about Wang threatening Shen Ping. He looked at me curiously, “How did you know?”

“Shen Ping is very good to me. I was all alone in the provincial capital, and she took good care of me, treating me like a younger brother.

I overheard her talking drunkenly once. I heard

she’s been planning to divorce him for a long time, but she hasn’t dared to bring it up because of her sister’s situation.”

“So you think she doesn’t know much about Wang Jibei?”

“That’s right. Shen Ping is mostly at the office on Saturdays and Sundays. Even this year, she spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with our colleagues from other places. I heard Wang rarely comes home.”

I embellished the story to exonerate Shen Ping.

“Good, what you said is very valuable.

Go back for now, and I’ll contact you if I need anything later.

Remember, don’t…”

“Tell anyone. Don’t worry, Uncle Fang,” I quickly finished.

“Good, we will be focusing our investigations on the loss of state-owned assets in the future, and we really need some financial experts. Are you interested in coming over?” “Uncle Fang, I’m available anytime you need me,” I replied ambiguously.

Chapter 23 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story:

The first thing I did upon returning to my office was call Director Liu of X City.

"Brother Liu, the wine you sent seems a bit off." "That was General Manager Li's idea, Section Chief Fang, don't be so polite." "Call General Manager Li and ask him to come over, otherwise I'll have to hand it over to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection." Without allowing any refusal, I hung up.

100,000 yuan is no small sum. I like money, but I won't give away my weakness to someone else. Besides, I don't need that much.

Li Hongjun rushed to my office. Seeing my insistence on returning the money, he angrily said, "Zhiyuan, you're being too polite. You're arguing over a little tea money." "Brother Li, helping you is something I can do. This is really being too polite. Besides, will I have to give you money whenever I need your help in the future?"

"How about this, I won't accept the money. Go to the Provincial Maternal and Child Health Hospital and buy me a VIP prenatal care card. I appreciate the gesture." During the afternoon's routine meeting, I gave a detailed report on the work of the past two months, pointing out a series of loopholes in our system discovered during the inspection.

Director Xu summarized, "Comrade Fang Zhiyuan is right. That's how we should work. Don't be afraid of making mistakes; discover them promptly and correct them. The National Day holiday is just a few days away, and the unit is organizing a trip to Hainan. All departments should submit their lists." After the meeting, I took some time to go to Shen Ping's office.

"Stop...touching...you know I'm in so much pain right now, and you're still teasing me." "Wife, this is a gift I bought for you." I handed her the health card I'd received at noon. "From now on, you won't have to queue for gynecological checkups, and the hospital will regularly hold health lectures for pregnant women until you've arranged everything for the baby's birth." Holding the card, Shen Ping happily pecked my cheek.

"Thank you, husband." "By the way, sign up for the Hainan trip in a few days!"

"Why? Aren't you going?" "Don't ask me why. From now on, just do whatever I tell you to do." On the desk was He Wenjie's red wedding invitation for the National Day holiday.

Damn it, one's going on a trip, the other's getting married.

My National Day holiday is going to be boring.

At the wedding banquet, He Wenjie looked stunning, while the groom next to her was a complete idiot.

The two of them went from table to table toasting, finally arriving at our unit's table.

Shen Ping smiled and said, "Wenjie, aren't you taking Li Ming with us to Hainan tomorrow?"

"No, we're planning to go to Yunnan after our homecoming in three days. Why isn't the director drinking?"

"I... I have a bit of a cold and don't feel well." Coming out of the restroom, I encountered He Wenjie carrying her wedding dress. Seeing no one around, I grabbed her and started rubbing her.

"No... I'm going to die... I need to pee, let go... it'll be troublesome if someone sees... Waaah... Waaah..."

"You slut, I want to fuck you." "Let go of me, I'll come to your house tomorrow when I have time." I let go, and she darted into the women's restroom like a rabbit.

Around 1 a.m., the door to my house opened. "Who is it?"

I shouted, grabbing my samurai sword.

"It's me." "Ping? Why are you here now?"

I turned on the light, still half asleep, and saw Shen Ping, disheveled, putting down her luggage and throwing herself into my arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

It turned out Wang Jibei had come home in a terrible mood and wanted to take his anger out on Shen Ping, but she refused.

Enraged, he slammed things on the table and found the pregnancy test certificate in Shen Ping's bag.

He then began beating Shen Ping like a madman, demanding to know whose child it was.

While he was having a heart attack and went to get his medication, Shen Ping ran out.

Seeing Shen Ping helplessly protecting her stomach, her body covered in bruises, I quickly wiped her body with a hot towel.

"Don't be afraid, he's like a grasshopper in autumn, he won't be able to jump for long," I said fiercely.

"..."

I told Shen Ping about my conversation with Secretary Fang.

"No wonder he's been so anxious lately," I said. "Tomorrow, pretend nothing's wrong and go on a trip. As soon as you leave, I'll go to your house and get my things back. I've told Secretary Fang about your sister..."

We whispered to each other, holding Shen Ping as she slowly stopped sobbing.

The next morning, I dropped her off at the travel agency and left to avoid being seen by my colleagues. I rented a Volkswagen Santana and drove to the entrance of Shen Ping's apartment complex to observe Wang's movements. It wasn't until after 5 PM that Wang drove Shen Ping's car from the complex to the hotel.

Following Wang into the hotel and watching him enter the elevator, I turned the car around and drove back. Just as I slowed down and was about to enter the residential area, I spotted a familiar face emerging from a car parked by the roadside.

It was Liu Yuli. What was he doing here? Monitoring Wang Jibei? That was close! If I had carelessly opened the door, I would have appeared on their surveillance footage.

I parked the car at the other end of the residential area, leaned on the steering wheel for a long time, and finally resolutely opened the car door.

Taking advantage of the darkness, I circled around the wall to the back wall of Shen Ping's house; this should be a blind spot. Being

a free climber, I could easily handle this 9-meter-high wall.

Using the drainpipe at the corner of the wall, I nimbly climbed to the third-floor balcony, took out my key, opened the security door to the top floor, took out the shoe covers and gloves I had prepared, put them on, and sneaked into his house.

Knowing there were surveillance cameras outside, I didn't dare turn on the flashlight I had brought.

I carefully made my way to the study door and opened it.

The curtains in Wang's study were drawn tightly, and not a ray of light could be seen from the outside.

Just in case I hadn't turned on the light, I turned on a flashlight, covered it with a thin cloth, and pressed the switch in the dim light. Even though I was prepared, the "click" still startled me.

Without time to waste, I packed everything inside into a bag, then closed the switch. Just before leaving the study, I stopped, turned around, and poured all the nitroglycerin pills from the table into the bag.

Closing the attic security door, I slid down the drainpipe to the ground.

Looking around, I crouched low and slipped back into the car along the wall.

Closing the car door, I realized my tight-fitting sportswear was soaked with sweat, whether from exhaustion or tension, I couldn't tell. I let out

a long sigh of relief; I'd have to start exercising again. I almost slipped on the way down.

Without thinking, I quickly left this dangerous place.

Back home, I locked the bedroom door tightly and sat on the bed, taking stock of my spoils.

Two envelopes, five notebooks, and a box of nitroglycerin pills.

I picked out what Ping wanted and put it in the bedside table. Then I opened the other envelope and spilled it onto the bed. Good heavens, over eight million yuan in total, all in large, anonymous current account deposits. I'm rich! This money has become my private asset without anyone knowing, enough for Shen Ping and the child to live on.

I spent the entire night flipping through Wang's novel-like notes, accumulating wealth for myself and using the rest for bribes.

For an official of his rank, the bribers weren't ordinary people; they were all powerful officials from various ministries in Beijing, and even some secretaries of high-ranking leaders.

On the last page, it read, "They all betrayed me, took the money but didn't do anything for me. Damn it, I've schemed so hard until today and got nothing. Even that bitch Shen Ping has a lover and a child. When they find out at work, I'll destroy them." Hmph, I'm afraid he'll never have that chance again. Chapter 24 of the

11-02 State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission Story : The next morning, I picked up the phone and dialed He Wenjie's number. "Hello, who is it?" a man's voice answered. "Li Ming, this is Fang Zhiyuan. Is Xiao He there?" "Oh, it's Section Chief Fang. Wenjie is looking for you." "Not up yet, Wenjie?" "Um... um..." "I need your help with something. Come to the office at nine o'clock and hand over the documents you're keeping." "Oh... okay..." I was on duty today. After breakfast, I strolled to the office, made a cup of tea, and considered how to handle that huge sum of money. The sound of high heels echoed in the empty corridor. He Wenjie, dressed beautifully, walked into the office. "Where did you go yesterday? Didn't I ask you to come to my house?" "I... went... but... no one was there." "You look beautiful, bride." I walked up to her. "No... I... I'm... married... please let me go. I won't have sex with you again." "If you don't want to, why did you come?" Looking at the unspeakable allure hidden beneath her large, dark eyes, I pulled her into my arms and grasped her two soft, full breasts. "Don't... wrinkle your clothes, we have to go back to my parents' home later." Her body trembled slightly, she let out a long breath, and her hands instinctively rested on my shoulders. "Then take it off." He Wenjie took off her coat quickly, revealing a bright red bra. I pushed the bra up to her breasts, lowered my head and took her trembling, full breasts into my mouth, quickly licking the bright red nipples with my tongue. "No, oh... don't... please..." Her body trembled violently, and she reached out to push me away, but instead pressed her hands against my erect penis, unzipped my pants, and tremblingly grasped it, feeling its heat. "Don't...kiss...anymore...hurry...Xiaoming...is coming to pick me up...in a bit..." She slumped weakly against the filing cabinet, pulling her skirt down to her ankles. I squatted down, grabbed her round ankles, and stroked her plump calves, feeling the trembling of her skin beneath the smooth, soft stockings. Wenjie's face was like a peach blossom, her almond eyes filled with spring as she slightly parted her legs, letting my hands freely caress her smooth calves, her plump vulva thrusting forward. I took her vulva, which was beginning to moisten and clung tightly to her red panties, into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, and inserting my fingers into her anus; "Don't...ah...again...touch...there..." She grabbed my hair with both hands, arching her lower body and pressing her lips against mine anxiously, her labia, pricked by my stubble, began to swell, outlining fleshy marks inside her panties. "Take off my panties..." I freed one hand and pulled them down. "You did it with Xiaoming last night, didn't you?" Her freshly washed genitals were clean, with a faint scent of soap and a hint of perfume. "I just washed you this morning," Wenjie said, her body beginning to writhe. She gripped the top of the filing cabinet, crossed her legs, and draped them over my shoulders, suspending her entire body in the air. Gravity caused her hips to drop, allowing my tongue to penetrate deeply into her vagina, while my fingers were inserted to the root of her anus. "Ah...ah...you...are...so...good...at...me...no wonder...the...section chief...was...played...by...you." Under my material bribery and sexual conquest, she had long forgotten the initial humiliation and agreement. Wenjie's affection for me grew stronger every day. "Ah..." My tongue sensed the contraction of her vagina as her body began to drop. Her cunt pressed against my face, leaving my nose and chin covered in sticky fluid. I made her hold onto the desk, stretching her waist and sticking out her buttocks. Standing behind her, I thrust inside her. The penis thrust powerfully into Wenjie's wet vagina, her lower body becoming increasingly aroused. Her vaginal opening tightly gripped the base of the penis, swaying back and forth, emitting rhythmic moans and gasps. "Mmm...mmm...ah...so good...so itchy...right here...faster...faster...a little..." As her lust intensified, she swayed her large buttocks wantonly, her high heels swinging off her feet, her toes touching the ground as her toes curled back. I casually stuck a piece of adhesive tape from the table into her anus, lifting one of her legs into the air and thrusting even more violently, my penis penetrating deeper, reaching her cervix. She couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...mmm...ah...harder...fuck...fuck...me...to...death..." Realizing she was at work, even on holiday, someone could come at any time, she gathered her hair and bit it. "Ugh...ugh...fuck...me...fuck...me..." The sound of car tires screeching as they braked came from downstairs. “It’s… Xiao… Ming, he’s here… to pick me up… Hurry up and get to work.” “What are you afraid of? Let him come up.” “No… I… beg you, you can do whatever you want from now on, just don’t let him know.” I pushed her to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked down. Li Ming got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and looked up at our office on the fourth floor. Even though he couldn’t see us, Wenjie immediately pulled the curtain down. I lifted it again, watching Xiao Ming below as I slowly began to masturbate. Wenjie, thinking about how she was having sex with another man in front of her new husband, and on the third day of their marriage, closed her eyes in shame.

"Don't be shy, you and him are like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung. That little bastard is really lucky with women." "Don't... say... oh... I've already... apologized to... him, you... don't... insult... him." "Heartbroken? Why are you so lewd with me? You slut! Call me husband." I adjusted the frequency and force, pounding heavily on her vulva like a ram.

"Ah... um... ah... um... husband... husband... fuck... you slut... slut... cunt to death." The guilt of betrayal and the climax of lust drove her crazy, feeling lewdness emanating from her very bones.

The squelching sounds from her lower body stimulated me. I grabbed her buttocks tightly and inserted both thumbs into her anus at the same time, my penis reaching the deepest point, letting her flower envelop and suck, watering and releasing my sinful semen into her uterus. Her uterus, washed by the hot semen, trembled and convulsed incessantly.

Seeing Xiaoming impatiently pull out his phone to make a call, Wenjie answered, "Why isn't it ready yet? Your company is really something, sending someone over for your wedding leave? Hurry up!" "Oh... almost... almost done," Wenjie quickly hung up,

afraid he would overhear something.

My penis, sticky and covered in white semen, was shoved into Wenjie's mouth, and she willingly licked it clean with her tongue. Drops of semen dripped onto the carpet between her squatting legs.

Watching Wenjie hurriedly get into the car after being scolded by Xiaoming through the window, I felt sorry for He Wenjie, thinking how pitiful it was for a woman married into a wealthy family to suffer so much.

Chapter 25 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

: Early on the morning of the 4th, I drove to the nearby provincial capital with my deposit slips and withdrew the money. I

first deposited two million into a fixed-term deposit, kept one million in cash, and used the rest to buy shares in Shenzhen Vanke and Baosteel. By the time I

finished all the formalities, it was already afternoon. Without resting, I drove back to my hometown overnight.

When I got home, my parents were so happy to see me that tears streamed down their faces.

My dad always talks to me about work, trying to teach me from his past experiences.

My mom, on the other hand, keeps telling me which girl she's interested in and when we'll go on blind dates.

I tentatively told her, "I have a girlfriend now, she's a few years older than me."

My mom laughed and said, "I'll go see her sometime. It's okay if she's a little older, as the saying goes, 'A woman three years older is like a gold brick.'" How could I dare say she was ten years older than me?

"Mom, there's something else, don't be angry, but she's a divorced woman." My mom froze, her face falling. "Son, you're handsome, tall, and have a good social standing. We're not short of money. Last year we even bought the old power bureau building and converted it into an appliance store. With those qualities, what kind of fairy wouldn't you find? And you chose a divorced woman? It's true what they say, a son grows up and no longer listens to his mother!" She finished, angrily crying.

I dared not say that she was still married, and only stammered, "She's very good to me, and she can help me with my career. I like her very much." My father lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "Honey, don't cry. The child is grown up now and has his own choices.

Look, we didn't do anything, and he became a section chief in just two years. Our son has his own opinions.

As for marriage, let him try different things. He might change his mind after some time.

I told you not to look for a partner for our son. He's so young and has a career to develop. If you find him a partner, won't that jeopardize his future?"

My mother grumbled as she tidied my room, ignoring me in her anger.

I was so tired that I crawled into bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, I received a call from He Wenjie. "Fang Zhiyuan, where are you?"

"I'm back in my hometown." "I have some shocking news for you."

"What is it?"

"Shen Ping's husband is dead."

"Huh? How did he die?"

"They're blocking the news. The Public Security Bureau and the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection have preliminarily determined that he suffered a sudden heart attack and died in his study. He's been holding on for two days."

"What about Shen Ping?"

"I called her yesterday and she said she's flying back today. Don't worry, I'll keep your relationship a secret." "You little slut, go back and thank him properly with some big meat from Nanbangguo." "And you're still talking about it. You almost killed him that day, and he almost found out. You lecher. I'm not saying anything more, someone's coming, bye-bye." Sure enough, it was pretty much what I planned. My original plan was to make Wang Jibei think that the bribe-takers stole the evidence because they were afraid he would report them. Wang would have three choices: one, he would commit suicide out of despair after losing both the evidence and the money;

two, he would swallow his pride and pretend he knew nothing;

three, he would surrender to Secretary Fang under pressure. I don't think Wang would choose that path.

Suicide would be best. If he pretended nothing was wrong, Shen Ping and I would be in trouble.

But the night before, when I learned he had a heart condition, the demons in my heart controlled me.

I knew his heart attack would definitely occur when he opened the box and found it empty. That night, I took all his medication, hoping he would die.

Because Wang had concealed his heart condition from the organization to get promoted, all his secrets and all my worries would be buried with his death, vanishing into thin air.

In a sense: I'm a murderer! Was it for Shen Ping, or for those eight million?

I don't want to think about that question, and I won't think about it!

Chapter 26 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

The night before Shen Ping went to Hainan, I told her not to contact me no matter what happened, because her phone might be tapped.

So I decided to stay home and enjoy my vacation.

The next day, my high school classmates in the county town learned I was back and hosted a banquet for me at the best hotel in town.

A group of male and female classmates gathered at a table. Pure friendship, devoid of any ulterior motives, stripped away all pretense. A sense of ease I hadn't felt in years allowed me to drink heavily and get thoroughly drunk. Seeing Du Xiaolin, the former school beauty everyone secretly admired, sitting silently at the table with a sorrowful expression, I curiously inquired about her.

It turned out that after graduating from a financial and trade school, Du had been assigned to work as an accountant at a state-owned building materials factory in the county. Now the company was facing bankruptcy, and she was facing layoffs.

Her husband taught Chinese at a middle school, and her parents were in poor health, making the burden heavy.

After dinner, at a karaoke bar, I raised a beer to Du Xiaolin. She blushed and declined, but a classmate next to me told me she didn't drink at all.

I laughed and said, "Xiaolin, drink this beer, I refuse to believe this one glass can get our beauty drunk." Amidst applause, she had no choice but to swallow it.

"Don't worry, there's always a way out. We're all young, we have plenty of opportunities."

"Zhiyuan, do you have any ideas now? Help Xiaolin out!" "Sure, I'll take care of it."

Hearing this, she looked at me gratefully.

Everyone took out their phones and exchanged numbers, then decided that the guys would go to a sauna, and a few of the girls would play mahjong. Xiaolin declined to play, I knew she was short of money.

I took out my wallet and gave it to her, "You carry my cards, I'll come and relieve you after the bath." "That's right, we can't have a table without you, you play for Zhiyuan."

A few gambling women encouraged her.

We found a bathhouse, opened a card room for the girls to play cards, and we went down to take a bath.

I have a high alcohol tolerance, and the bath helped me sober up quickly.

I woke up after a short nap after the bath, staggered into the mahjong room, and sat down next to Xiaolin on a mop chair.

Xiaolin got up to let me play, but I pressed her back down.

"I'm still a little dizzy, you play. If you lose, it's mine; if you win, it's yours." "Oh dear, Zhiyuan is definitely biased. Why doesn't he team up with us?" "Those two were best friends back in school." "Xiaolin, just go for it! Zhiyuan's got money anyway, might as well take advantage of him!" They teased each other.

Mahjong is so unpredictable; the more you want to lose, the less likely you are to lose.

The more you want to win, the less likely you are to win.

Xiaolin won several hands in a row—a pure hand, a mixed hand—and soon had a small pile of coins in front of her.

Xiaolin happily patted me, but her hand

accidentally hit my penis. Her face flushed instantly, but she pretended nothing was wrong and continued playing. Watching her make consecutive mistakes, I pointed at her under her armpits, my shoulder accidentally brushing against her small breasts. Her face turned even redder, and the hair under her armpits seemed to stand on end in a throbbing pain.

After five more rounds of gambling, the women were getting impatient with their losses. "Let's stop! Xiaolin's having a great time today, if we keep going we'll go bankrupt!" "Come on, let's go take a bath!" The women sang excitedly as they headed to the women's bath area. Xiaolin happily counted the money in her hand, "Over a thousand! Here, Zhiyuan!" I held her soft, boneless hand, refusing her offer.

"It's a deal, the winnings are yours."

"How could I possibly accept that?"

"Hehe, you just had good luck." We, lagging behind, had just stepped out when we bumped into a group of people accompanying a portly middle-aged man. I put my arm around Xiaolin's shoulder to avoid them, but the man grabbed my hand. "You must be Section Chief Fang? I'm Hu Lancheng. When did you get back? Why didn't you say hello?" Influenced by my father, I didn't have a good impression of the cadres in my hometown, but sometimes I still helped them out of courtesy.

Hu was the director of the county committee office. Last time he went to the provincial capital to ask for money, I asked a classmate from the finance department for help.

Given my young age and already a section chief, I was responsible for reviewing many matters involving state-owned enterprises, so Hu treated me with great respect.

Since I couldn't avoid him, I had to greet him.

"Director Hu, you came back yesterday. A few classmates are getting together today."

"Last time I came back, after I reported to the county, County Chief Zhao specifically told me to visit you in the provincial capital during the Spring Festival.

What a coincidence! I'll arrange for County Chief Zhao to accompany you tonight." "No need, you're all busy." There are countless people eating in the main hall of the government canteen, what's a small county chief? Oh right.

I could ask him for help with Xiaolin's matter.

After his warm and sincere invitation, I agreed, "Okay, I can't refuse such kindness. I..."

"Bring your friend along too." After my repeated explanations and pleas, my classmates finally let me go.

"Tomorrow, I'll treat everyone to lunch tomorrow, same time and place."

Xiaolin also declined, saying she had family matters to attend to.

Chapter 27 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

: As we exited the gate, I called out to Xiaolin, "Come with me tonight."

"No, I don't drink, and I'm not good at socializing."

"You should still come. I was planning to ask them if you could get a job transfer. Otherwise, why would I go drinking with them? It's better to get to know them, just in case they agree..."

"Okay then, I..."

She looked awkwardly at her clothes. The style was a bit old, although very clean and ironed, the cuffs and collar had pilling marks.

"Let's talk in the car."

Driving, I asked her, "Where are some decent women's clothing stores in the county?" "

There's one called Qiaojiaren in the Qiaobei Shopping Mall, but it's a bit expensive."

"Let's go there."

Entering the women's clothing store, the selection was mediocre. Shen Ping's better clothes were Versace, Only, Ports, and the less expensive ones were brands like Shengyuan and Yilian. This place had all sorts of random brands, three or four hundred yuan a set! Sigh!

Is this considered expensive? Xiaolin, holding a Playboy women's suit, almost made me spit out my food. "Boss, what other nice clothes do you have here?"

The heavily made-up boss swaggered over. "Oh, sir, these are all world-famous brands."

"Do you want me to call in the phone? I could buy all your designer brands."

"Oh, sir, you have excellent taste. I have two nice outfits for friends, why don't you let your friend try them on?"

"Let me see."

It was a Sili suit, but I'll make do. "Try both."

I picked out a light beige one. "How much?" "Judging from your discerning eye, I'll give you 1500."

That's usually the price in big department stores. As soon as Xiaolin heard the price, she immediately tried to take it off. I quickly paid and pulled her away.

Clothes make the man, that's for sure. Xiaolin looked much prettier in the suit, except for the shoes, which weren't quite right, and those stockings that looked like they cost 10 yuan for 5 pairs. "Come on, let's buy some shoes."

The hurt Xiaolin didn't dare to say anything more and let me pull her hand and start shopping. "Aokang is the best, let's go with that." I picked out a pair of off-white high heels and had her put them on barefoot. Something still felt off, but after checking my watch, I realized I had enough time to get my hair done.

Everything was done, and Xiaolin twirled around, lifting her skirt. "How is it? Not bad, right?"

I looked at the beautiful woman before me, chin in hand. Shen Ping was like abalone—delicious, nutritious, and elegant; He Wenjie was like honey-glazed pork ribs; and I was like stir-fried green beans—each had my own unique flavor.

The banquet was held at the county committee's guesthouse. There weren't many people at the table: County Head Zhao, Director Hu, the director of the county finance bureau, and a few others from the editorial board. The banquet was filled with official pleasantries. Xiaolin sat nervously, not daring to eat much.

"Come on, Section Chief Fang's friend is my friend, Hu Lancheng's friend. I'll toast you, bottoms up!"

"I...I...don't...drink."

She looked at me.

"Drink less."

Even though we each had one glass, four glasses of baijiu had already added up to two ounces. Xiaolin's face was flushed from the alcohol.

"She really can't drink, I'll drink for her."

"Isn't Section Chief Fang a local? Doesn't he know the custom of a man drinking for a woman? He can't drink for someone who isn't his husband."

Old Hu is such a good friend! "Miss Du, is he her husband?"

Xiaolin said no, but then she wanted to drink; if she said yes, she was embarrassed. "No... he is..."

"Is he or isn't he?"

She whispered, "...yes..."

"Old Hu, you're joking too much." "Haha, just kidding, Miss Du, don't be angry."

"By the way, County Chief Zhao, I have a favor to ask you." "Go ahead,

Brother Fang."

"This friend of mine, after graduating from university, was assigned to work as an accountant at a building materials factory. Now the company is facing bankruptcy, so could he transfer to another job? You know me, I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't my own business."

Soon, many state-owned enterprises in this small county will go bankrupt, which is a good opportunity for them to make a fortune. Now that I'm asking, they'd be more than happy to oblige.

"Director Zhang, do we still have any openings?"

"Yes, we do, but they've all been arranged."

"Squeeze one out. Miss Du, what's your major? Accounting, right? Isn't your Finance Bureau's Accounting and Settlement Center short-staffed? Let Miss Du go there."

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly; they really gave me a lot of face. "Come, let me toast you all, leaders, on behalf of Xiaolin, thank you."

"Not at all, just don't hesitate to ask Fang Ke for help in the future." County

Chief Zhao raised his glass and we downed three glasses of baijiu (a strong Chinese liquor). County Chief Zhao was already swaying, and after downing half a jin (250ml) in one go, I wasn't much better off; my tongue was slurred.

"Miss Du, go to the county to report for work on the 8th and find Director Zhang and Director Wang. Old Hu, arrange for Fang Ke to sleep at the guesthouse; don't let him drive. Brother, I'll be going now."

An excited Du Xiaolin helped me to the small hotel in the county guesthouse. I collapsed onto the bed, my body burning from the alcohol. I tore off all my clothes, revealing my strong upper body. Xiaolin took off my shoes and socks and ran to the bathroom to wet a towel and wipe my face and upper body. The cold water stung my skin, and it did make me feel a little better.

"Xiaolin, I wouldn't have drunk so much if it weren't for you. I'm happy to have helped you get things done, you have to thank me properly later."

"Okay, okay, Zhiyuan, I'll buy you a few bottles of good wine."

"No..."

"Then what do you want? I'll go buy it."

Looking at Xiaolin's flushed face and the deep cleavage revealed when she bent down, I, in my drunken lust, reached one hand under her skirt between her legs and the other tightly into my arms, saying fiercely, "I want you."

Chapter 28 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

. Xiaolin, who was being held by me, froze, her arms outstretched and her body stiff. She only came to her senses when my hand reached into her underwear and touched her genitals. She wanted to resist but was too embarrassed to shout, so she could only use her weak hands to push against my bare chest, trying to lift her body and break free from me.

"No...no...it's me...ah..."

Of course I knew it was you, my penis didn't recognize it. The lust ignited by the alcohol burned fiercely, and without allowing her to resist, I pulled her into my arms again and pressed her breasts against me tightly.

"Zhiyuan...don't...touch...I have...a husband...ah..."

If I didn't have a husband, I wouldn't have done it to you. That's the good thing about married women; once you've done it, you don't have any responsibility.

Feeling the fingers inside her rotating between her labia, Xiaolin's mind went blank. She wanted to refuse but couldn't bring herself to do it. He'd just helped her, and she was already turning on him? If she didn't

refuse, she'd be betraying her husband. Her gentle and submissive nature made it difficult for her to decide. Maybe he'd be too drunk and a few touches would put him to sleep, she thought, deceiving herself. Now it was too late to refuse; I threw her onto the bed.

Xiaolin closed her eyes and weakly said, "No...no...the clothes...will wrinkle..."

I tore off her shirt, pulled down her white lace bra, grabbed her breasts like ripe peaches and began to knead them, sticking out my tongue to suckle her slightly dark nipples.

Her tightly closed legs had already quietly parted, letting my fingers stir inside her vagina, my palms rubbing wildly against her labia. Her hands involuntarily wrapped around my neck, pressing her rapidly heaving breasts against my face, her nipples gradually hardening into date-like shapes.

I pulled down her small white thong, revealing specks of pale yellow grime in the center; the fishy smell only intensified my erection. I lifted her skirt to cover her undulating abdomen, parting her two fair thighs, revealing a tuft of slightly curled, dark pubic hair shyly concealing her alluring cleft, where a trickle of fluid was flowing.

I pressed my erect penis down, feeling the large glans part her labia and slowly squeeze into her vaginal opening. Xiaolin snapped out of her chaotic thoughts, desperately swaying her lower body from side to side, straining to arch her beautiful, red neck backward.

Trying to escape the inserted penis, she only made her already perky, full breasts arch even higher, and the entire penis, due to the swaying, penetrated deeper into her warm, narrow vagina. "No..." Her humiliating cries only fueled

my lust, making my already hard penis throb even hotter against her tender , red flesh. "

Husband... I ... Her legs, slid down to her waist, intertwined, her bare feet, having kicked off their high heels, tensed and curled their toes with pleasure. "Ah...ah...ah...itch...itch..." Shyly, she put her fingers in her mouth and bit them tightly, her eyes wide open in a daze, then covered her mouth with one hand to suppress her lewd cries. I continued my piston-like movements mechanically, constantly increasing my speed, until finally she grabbed my arms with both hands and cried out in unrestrained lust. "Husband...husband...fuck...me...fuck...me...faster...harder...I'm being...fucked...to...death...big...so...big...thick...I...like...to...die...so..." Her lewd words stimulated me, and as my penis was sprayed, I ejaculated. Lying on the bed, she was still convulsing in a daze, semen slowly flowing from between her labia. Her phone rang, "Xiaolin, why aren't you back yet?" "Ah...I...was...with...a few...classmates...drank too much." "I'll come pick you up," her husband said urgently. "No, I...I'll be with them, and I'll sleep at their house later...you'll be home alone tonight, so lock the door." "Okay." She agreed meekly. "Zhiyuan...you...ruined...me. I'm...a...slut..." That night, I frantically fucked this woman I'd dreamed of in high school, constantly changing positions and movements she'd never experienced before, bringing her to orgasm time and time again. This was the price she paid! Chapter 29 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission The next day at noon, I deliberately had her sit next to me at the banquet. While we were exchanging drinks, I didn't forget to slip my hand under her skirt and knead her. Streams of heat flowed down her thighs and into her high heels. After lunch, I used the excuse of taking her home to drive to the suburbs and fucked her again. Having given up on herself, she was already dead from being fucked, dazed and confused, sleeping in the car with semen in her mouth until I took her home. My parents, who hadn't heard from me for two days, thought I was angry and had gone back to the provincial capital. The two old people were arguing fiercely. Seeing me come back, Mom quickly went to the kitchen and cooked some of my favorite dishes. That evening, the family ate dinner in silence. "I'm done eating, Dad. Mom, I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I have to go back to work the day after tomorrow, so I need to get ready." "Hmm, where have you been these past few days?" "Nothing much, just hanging out with classmates to clear my head. I also asked County Chief Zhao to help a classmate get a job transfer." "You didn't even tell me! I had to scold your mother for ages. Her son finally came home, and she drove him away!" "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you." Mom washed the dishes in the kitchen without saying a word, probably still angry with me.

After getting up and washing up early, I saw Dad practicing Tai Chi in the yard while Mom was preparing bags for me in the living room. "Mom, don't bother, the provincial capital has everything."

"These are my pickled vegetables, this is my homemade chili sauce, you've loved them since you were little, can you buy them in the provincial capital?"

Looking at my mother's hair, half of it already white, I hugged her apologetically. "Mom, don't be angry." "Zhiyuan, I thought about it all night last night. Your father's words weren't without reason. Your son is now a soaring eagle, but I still always feel like you're a little chick under my arm. You're young and don't understand. Women go through menopause quickly and look old. Finding an older woman who knows how to cherish you might lead to regret later, and then it will be harder to find someone else."

As I was about to drive away, Mom reluctantly tugged at the car door. "If you really like her, I have no...opinion. Bring her back for the New Year." After driving into the provincial capital, I went home first to unload my things, then returned the car to the taxi company. Then I sent a blank text message to Shen Ping. The call came back quickly; it was from an out-of-town number.

"Hello?"

"It's me. This is my sister's number."

"I'm back. My things are at my house. When are you coming to pick them up?"

"His memorial service is tomorrow. It's crowded and chaotic at home right now. Let's talk when we meet!"

"Don't be too sad. Take care of yourself and the baby."

"You big dummy!"

She chuckled, then quickly hung up, probably because someone was nearby.

He Wenjie and her husband went on their honeymoon, and Shen Ping couldn't come. I was incredibly bored, so I called a few buddies to go drinking that night and get myself completely drunk.

The next morning, driver Lao Zhang honked his horn downstairs, wearing a dark suit. Li Gang insisted on drinking Erguotou last night, and my head was still spinning today.

The funeral home was packed with people. Almost all the provincial party committee cars were there. I stood by the car, watching this huge party that looked like a funeral but was actually a gathering. Some greeted each other with smiles and handshakes, while others huddled in corners whispering amongst themselves. Most people huddled together, murmuring about Wang's death. People's expressions varied: some were relieved, some regretful, some sighing.

Shen Ping, dressed in a black suit, had no expression on her face. Wang's daughter, clearly a troublemaker, had dyed yellow hair and a cigarette dangling from her lips, as if her father wasn't the one who died. Only Wang's elderly mother wept bitterly and fainted several times. Secretary Fang stood not far away, watching everything with a grim face. I quickly went over to greet her.

"Secretary Fang, hello."

"Little Fang, didn't you go out for the holiday?"

"No, I went back to my hometown to spend a few days with my parents after my shift."

"Hmm, not bad. There aren't many young people like you who know how to respect their parents. Look at Wang Jibei's daughter, what kind of person is she?"

I dared not reply to this.

"Have you thought about what I told you a few days ago? Think it over carefully, and come to my office tomorrow afternoon."

"Understood."

Seeing the ceremony about to begin, we went over.

I didn't look at Wang when saying goodbye to the body; I still felt a little uneasy. Watching a wisp of smoke rise from the tall chimney, the weight in my heart finally lifted.

People, how meaningless. Everything he had on Earth vanished just like that; his wealth and glory in life turned into this wisp of smoke, blown away by the wind.

Chapter 30 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's story:

"Come in."

I entered Secretary Fang's office and sat properly on the sofa.

Secretary Fang stood by the window, his hands behind his back, still gazing at the scenery outside. "Zhiyuan, what's your decision?"

"Secretary Fang, I thought about it all night. I'd be thrilled to be transferred to work with you, but I have my own thoughts."

"Oh? Tell me about them." "

I'm still young, with limited experience and qualifications, and I'm not good at networking. I'm not really suited for this job. Besides, I've been involved in the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC) from the beginning, and many areas need me. Moreover, there will be more and more state-owned enterprises being auctioned off and restructured in the future, and economic crimes will increase accordingly. I can also identify problems at SASAC and report them to you promptly."

"What you say makes some sense, but the reason I'm so eager to transfer you is that I hope you young people can have a good working environment and won't be corrupted by the outside world."

"Uncle Fang, that's precisely why I need to gain experience outside. If I can't resist temptations and get corrupted, it only proves that I'm not worthy of this position."

"Sigh, I liked you the moment I saw you, kid. Your kindness and honesty are both your strengths and your weaknesses. What you said is true, but you don't know the current situation. A real undercover investigation could get you a general understanding of the whole situation in a couple of days by visiting a few units. Do you know why I spent two weeks on undercover investigation?"

I didn't dare interrupt him.

"The central government's policies are brilliant and great, but they've all been distorted when they get down to the lower levels. I came here to investigate and punish a large number of corrupt and incompetent leaders! To promote a group of diligent young comrades. But I didn't expect that the leads I had would suddenly go cold, and months of hard work would be wasted. Now everything has to start all over again. Did you see Wang's death? I wonder how many people are relieved!"

Because he trusted me, he poured out his heart. Looking at Uncle Fang, who had a full head of black hair just a few months ago, now with half a head of silver hair, I thought of my father, who was also aging. Both of them had worked hard, but one for the country, and the other for his son. In a moment of impulse, I almost revealed the notebook, but how could I cover it up if I did? So I swallowed the words that were on the tip of my tongue.

"That's true. You can serve the country and the people in any position. I hope you can stay on your post and report any problems you encounter to me immediately. Feel free to come here and talk to me anytime you have any thoughts."

After leaving, I met Liu Yuli. We chatted for a while, and I learned that when Fang was young, he was retaliated against for handling a case. His wife and son were hit by a car and killed by a thug. He was unconscious for three days and three nights. After that, Secretary Fang never remarried and became a workaholic. If his son were still alive, he would be about our age.

Liu didn't hide anything from me about Wang's situation. Actually, shortly after I left that night, Wang went home, but didn't come out for two days. The disciplinary officials monitoring him found this unusual and asked Secretary Fang to call the police under the pretext of catching a thief. The police broke down the door and found Wang lying dead at the study door for two days. The autopsy report stated that he died of a heart attack. The only suspicious point was the hidden box in the wall, which was empty. The only explanation was that Wang destroyed the evidence himself, or someone else took the incriminating evidence. The only suspects who took the evidence were the bribe-takers.

"Now there's no evidence left, and Wang is dead. We've been working for nothing these past few months. The old man was working until two or three in the morning every day, and the pressure from above was immense. It's a good thing you didn't listen to him and transfer here. This unit has immense power, but it's a real torment. You're stuck here for two months at a time, and you've even forgotten what a wife tastes like."

"Just hang in there. Uncle Fang trusts you a lot. Things will get better once we get through this."

"If we make progress on this case, it'll be fine. If we don't, everyone will be in trouble. Some people above are saying we're groundlessly suspecting high-ranking officials. Wang was from our own system, so he naturally had many cronies. Can you imagine how difficult it is for us to be caught in the middle?"

I gave a knowing, bitter smile and quickly took my leave.

Chapter 31 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story:

Before even entering the house that evening, I smelled the aroma of food. My little Pingping is back!

I tiptoed to the kitchen. Nobody was there? There was old hen soup simmering in the pot, and no one was in the bedroom. Was he playing hide-and-seek with me?

I took off my coat and walked to the bathroom door wearing only my boxer shorts. I heard the sound of the toilet flushing inside, so I quickly hid by the door.

Shen Ping lifted her skirt and walked out the door, only to be grabbed by my arm. "I missed you so much!"

Before she could speak, my lips pressed against her cherry lips.

She resisted, struggling weakly and shaking her head. "I... ooh... ooh..."

My tongue slipped nimbly inside her mouth as she spoke, teasing her soft tongue, lingering between her teeth, swallowing the sweet saliva from her cheeks.

My hands, of course, weren't idle. I reached under her loose t-shirt and skillfully unhooked her bra, kneading her two full breasts. Her breasts seemed a little bigger after a few days apart, probably because of pregnancy.

I lifted her bare chest, pressing it against her large breasts, and carried her by her buttocks towards the bedroom. With each step, my penis rubbed against her genitals through her underwear; her panties were still slightly damp from urinating.

Filled with my tongue, she breathed heavily through her nose, her hands pushing against her chest, trying to push me away. Her panties were pulled down to her ankles, causing them both to fall onto the bed. She was pinned down, and I deftly pulled them off. I spread her legs apart, my thighs between hers, which she tried to keep closed. Drops of urine still glistened between her labia. I continued to kiss her forcefully, arching my body, aiming, and slowly lowering my penis, pressing it against her labia and pushing it in gently.

I didn't dare let her speak; if she mentioned the baby, I'd be finished. Being careful shouldn't be a problem. The moment my penis entered, I felt her body tremble violently. "Little slut, looks like you can't hold back either." Her

tongue initially resisted with a hint of rejection, but slowly unfurled, intertwining with mine like a snake. Whether from panting or excitement, her face was flushed like a peach blossom. A few fine beads of sweat appeared on her nose. I lifted her t-shirt and rolled it up to her chest, one hand grasping her nipple, kneading and pushing it with varying pressure, my fingertips pinching and rubbing her nipple. Her vagina began to moisten, her labia slightly parted, enveloping the throbbing penis. "I...no...woo...woo..."

I stuffed the underwear from the pillow into her mouth, lifted her legs so her lower body was suspended in the air, and squatted down, letting my penis move up and down inside her.

Seeing her vulva filled to the brim by the man's huge penis, the tender red labia fluttering with each thrust, the shaft of the withdrawn penis covered in her own secretions, shame and lust simultaneously stimulating her sexual nerves, sending pleasure through every corner of her body. I

pulled out my penis and ejaculated the sticky semen onto her undulating abdomen and pubic hair. I lay down beside her, lovingly watching her limp and convulsing body. When did the black mole on her right earlobe move to the left?

She slowly pulled the pink underwear out of her mouth. "I...no...I'm...Shen Ping..."

I sat up abruptly. "I'm...her...sister...Shen Yan..."

I had sex with my sister-in-law.

I quickly put on my pants, ran out of the bedroom, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette, trembling.

Shen Yan went out of the bedroom to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe the semen off her body. She got dressed and stood in front of me. I felt so embarrassed I could disappear into a crack in the floor. I lowered my head between my legs, trying to suppress a laugh. It was so damn awkward. I looked up at her, unsure what to say.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake..." How could I say that? How could I apologize?

Our eyes met, and she lowered her head shyly too. "You and Ping look so alike."

"We... are twins."

"I'm so... sorry."

It's all Shen Ping's fault for only saying she had a sister. If she had said we were twins earlier, I wouldn't have been so careless. "You didn't mean it."

Her tone clearly showed she was forgiving me.

"My sister told me about your help, thank you."

"What did your sister say?"

I figured even if Shen Ping hadn't said anything, she already knew about our relationship.

"My sister said you're such a steady man, but I think you're just a reckless fool."

A slight smile still lingered on her lips.

Just then, the door opened, and Shen Ping walked in. "Get me a pair of slippers, you brat, always wearing other people's."

I hurriedly ran over and got a pair of thick-soled slippers for Shen Ping to change into. Shen Yan watched me bustling around with a smile.

In front of Shen Yan, Ping was too embarrassed to be affectionate with me, otherwise she would definitely smell the odor on me. She walked to the sofa and sat down. "My feet are a little sore, rub them for me."

She couldn't help but whine, and I gently rubbed her slightly swollen feet. "

You two can be affectionate later, dinner is about to start."

"I'm going to wash up, the office was filthy this afternoon from cleaning."

I quickly made an excuse to run to the bathroom to rinse off.

Chapter 32 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

: Stir-fried broccoli, stir-fried shrimp with chives, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised pork with tea tree mushrooms, and a pot of old hen soup. It looked and smelled delicious. Such good food deserves a couple of drinks, so I took out a bottle of red wine. Shen Ping refused to drink any, and split it with Shen Yan.

The three of them ate in silence. Shen Ping, unaware of what had just happened, thought we were a bit awkward because we weren't familiar with each other, so she took the initiative to start a conversation to lighten the mood.

"Zhiyuan, how's Xiaoyan's cooking? It's better than mine, right?"

"Yeah, it tastes good, quite delicious."

"That means my cooking skills aren't as good as hers."

Damn, no matter how I answer, I'll offend someone. "Your cooking is also very good, but I'm busy with work and don't cook often. Both are delicious."

Seeing Shen Ping's satisfied smile, Shen Yan used a double entendre, borrowing an advertising slogan, "Yes, it's delicious, it's delicious, if it's delicious, you should eat more."

My face immediately turned red. This girl looks exactly like her sister, but their personalities are completely different. I quickly ate a few bites, "I'm done eating."

Shen Yan was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and I went to the bedroom to get the envelope from the bedside table and handed it to Shen Ping, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Why didn't you cook it?"

"Didn't I want you to see it?"

"Xiaoyan, come here? See if this is it?"

Shen Yan wiped her hands on her apron and came over.

"Sis, this is it."

"Burn it! You've ruined me. Otherwise, I would have broken up with that bastard long ago. Would things have come to this?"

Shen Yan said with red eyes, feeling wronged. "I didn't do it on purpose. I was framed. I'm so worried about this every day, afraid of being arrested one day."

"Aren't you going to thank Zhiyuan?"

"I already...thanked!...!"

I quickly interrupted, afraid she would mention thanking me with her body that afternoon. "We're all family, no need for formalities." "That little girl, she's always been at odds with me about everything since she was little, it makes me so angry. But when something really happens, sigh, she's still my sister, I can't just push her into a fire for my sake. Now it's all good, finally free."

"His daughter seemed so indifferent the other day."

"Her? I used to really like her, but Wang favors boys over girls, he left her with his mother since she was little. What old person doesn't spoil their child? He let her have her way, and over time she became a little hooligan, she's already had two miscarriages before she was even twenty. Just this afternoon, she was at home arguing with me about dividing the inheritance."

"His mother is quite pitiful."

"The old lady is a good person."

"So what are you going to do? Go back tonight?"

I leered at her little feet, lightly tickling the soles.

"It tickles so badly, I never wanted to go back to that house before, and now it's even worse, it always smells so bad."

"Then you can move in."

"What do you think? Where do you want me and the baby to go?"

Isn't that obvious?

"I don't mean anything by it, I'm just worried you'll find this place too small. This 120-square-meter commercial apartment can't compare to your villa."

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just staying here. You can't kick me out."

She hugged me affectionately and gave me a pouty kiss.

"Kiss, kiss," Shen Yan popped out. "Sister, I don't want to be a third wheel. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

She slipped into the guest room.

The two of us, lying on the bed, were intimately intimate in a restrained manner. After the passion subsided, I stroked her slightly protruding belly and curiously listened to it.

"Do you think he's a monster? He can hear a heartbeat before three months?"

Shen Ping, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth, pulled my ear. "I'm probably tired these past few days, I'm a little agitated, and my legs are swollen and my feet are throbbing. I'm going to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow morning."

"I'll go with you."

She's an older mother and needs to take care of her health.

I embellished the story of that night, describing myself as a character from Mission Impossible, like Cruise.

Ping looked at me with admiration; in her heart, I was a great hero.

"This is the money Wang embezzled, deposited in a fixed-term account for you."

Seeing the two million yuan fixed-term deposit certificate, Shen Ping exclaimed, "How dare you take this money? Let's return it! No wonder they kept asking me strange questions."

"Are you out of your mind because of your pregnancy? Return it? Will you be able to explain it clearly to the disciplinary committee? Wang embezzled millions, all of which were given to higher-ups. Who knows how much you have besides this two million? I also want to give it up, but do you dare? If the disciplinary

committee takes your diary, even if they release you because you're innocent, won't those higher-ups kill you?" Shen Ping's face turned pale with fright, obediently letting me arrange things. Early in the morning, I drove Shen Ping and her sister to the hospital. Shen Yan has a six-year-old child; she's experienced and knows which department they'll be checking on. Who knew the VIP card was so useful? A nurse accompanied Shen Ping to each department for her checkups, so we didn't have to lift a finger. Shen Yan and I just had to wait in the VIP lounge. "Sister, you're so comfortable, even pregnancy is so enjoyable," Shen Yan said with envy. "Unlike me, running around all by myself with my belly sticking out, having to queue up to pay and queue up for checkups." "Where's your husband?" "We're divorced. He got involved with that vixen from my workplace, that colleague who ruined me. She stole my keys and used the company seal to stamp a whole book of blank cash checks. Now she's in a labor camp," Shen Yan said through gritted teeth. Her husband used to work for the telecommunications bureau too. "Really? Someone as beautiful as you would have a mistress? That woman must be a goddess." Although Shen Yan didn't have Shen Ping's seductive charm upon closer inspection, her face was still quite attractive. “He said I’m not flirtatious enough, that I stay home all day taking care of the kids and never go out, that I have no fun…” “Where are the kids?” “They’re in his family’s custody. His parents treat me like an enemy! I’m not going to say anything more…” I scrutinized her closely. Having her serve Shen Ping wouldn’t be bad. “What are you looking at? You took advantage of me yesterday, and you’re still thinking about such things today?” I quickly waved my hands, “No, no.” “You seem to work at the telecommunications bureau.” “Yes, I’ve moved to China Mobile after the family split.” Shen Yan works as an accountant at the China Mobile company in her hometown county. “Want to come to the provincial capital? You could keep your sister company.” “We can’t take long leave.” “Take what long leave? I mean, would you be willing to transfer to the provincial capital?” “Of course I would. I asked my sister for help, but she wouldn’t ask that bastard Wang Jibei.” “Then ask your sister to beg me?” “You…” She looked at me strangely, thinking, “You’re still my sister’s subordinate? You’re just bragging.” I smiled and didn’t say anything more. I looked into the examination room with worried eyes. "Your sister is thirty-eight already, I'm really worried her body won't be able to handle it." "Thirty-eight? Who said that?" "It's written on her file." "That's strange, we're twins, she's only five minutes older than me. I'm thirty-one this year, how can she be thirty-eight?" My head was spinning, what was going on? Shen Ping came out smiling, sat down next to me and took my arm, "What are you chatting about, you seem to be getting along so well." "Why did you lie to me?" Looking at my reproachful eyes, she asked in confusion, "I didn't lie to you about anything." "Didn't you say you were thirty-eight? How come you're seven years younger now, making me worry about you being an older mother." "You've never asked me this question before." "Then... the age on the resume..." It turned out that when Wang took advantage of Shen Ping, Shen Ping was only twenty-one. In order to make the age difference between the two not too great, Wang first transferred her file to a poor county in the mountains, changed her age there to get a section chief position, then transferred her to a regional deputy director position, and finally transferred her back to the provincial capital to become a director-level cadre. It's unbelievable now, but in the era of transition between the planned and market economies, it would have been a piece of cake for Wang to handle this. I hadn't actually asked Shen Ping; I always thought she was fourteen years older than me, just younger and better maintained. Shen Ping had intended to tell me, but deliberately hid it from me to test my love for her, until her sister exposed it today. Although I was overjoyed inside, I still kept complaining to her. It turns out this was what I'd been worried about all along. A fourteen-year age gap isn't something Chinese people can accept, and although I love her, I always avoided thinking about it. Now, even though she's seven years older, it still meets my mother's bottom line. When we got home, she hugged me and kept comforting me, while I pretended to be furious and enjoyed her tenderness! "By the way, my sister told me today that you could help her transfer to the provincial capital. Can you do it?" "I think I'm pretty sure." "Then help her transfer up, so I'll have someone to look after her." "That's what I was thinking, but then I thought it might be inconvenient for her to live with me since she's a single woman." "Why don't you just let her live in the apartment across the street? I'm not working these days, and I'm getting anxious being home alone. Besides, she's had experience with children, so if you help her transfer up, I'll have a lot of face at home. Honey, please say yes!" "Okay, honey. I'll go find someone tomorrow, but it's not certain if it works out." The biggest advantage of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission is that it conveys policy information early; using this information to speculate on stocks is basically a sure thing. A few of my buddies often ask me for information, and I've made them quite a bit of money over the years. I picked up the phone and called Li Gang. "Director Li?" "Oh, boss, you're humiliating me again. What good news is it this time? Which company is going to restructure?" "That's all you know, you bastard. I have something else to talk to you about." "What is it?" "Your sister-in-law's younger sister wants to be transferred to the provincial capital. Can you help her pull some strings and spend some money if necessary?"

"What money? My dad's the boss, why would he need to spend money? We're like brothers, aren't we? How about this, come to my office at 10 AM tomorrow, I'll take you to see the old man."

He hung up the phone, turned to Shen Ping, and grinned lewdly. "The matter's almost settled, how are you going to thank me?"

"Thank you my ass, go to sleep! The doctor said to avoid this for three months, it's only ten days or so, just bear with it." (

Chapter 34 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission story)

Anyway, nothing major happened this week, so I took Shen Yan to get the job transfer sorted out.

I was transferred to the provincial mobile company's warehouse as an accountant, which was an easy job.

There were warehouse keepers for shipping, so I only needed to spend a few days a month doing the books, and routinely just showing up.

This kid's really putting on airs. I asked Li Gang to treat his department head to dinner tonight, and he glared at me, "You want me to treat them to dinner? They're my subordinates! Are you kidding me?" "It's better to arrange it. Knowing this relationship, you can help out later, right? Your sister-in-law needs help when she's about to give birth." "You're incredibly bold, getting your superior pregnant. Let's see how you handle this." "I'm planning to marry her! Do you remember that time we went to Jiuhua Mountain together?"

"You actually believe what that nun said?"

"When I went to ask Wenqiu for a marriage proposal, she said we were like birds on two branches. I asked about my job, and she said I would have a benefactor who would be my lucky star for life.

When I asked her about my future marriage, she held up three fingers and said I was destined for a strong life, and the woman had to be more generous than me to have children.

Now it seems she was really right." "Yeah, she was pretty accurate with my predictions. When are you getting married? Let's go make a scene." "We don't plan to do it in the provincial capital, we'll go back to our hometown. Doing it in the provincial capital won't have a good impact." "Then we'll go. If you forget to let us know, don't see us again." "Dream on. Don't forget to bring your dad's Lexus." "Okay, about when?"

"Around the end of the year, and then I'll be pregnant." That night, I drank with their boss. Li Gang sat next to me. This guy had a very official air about him, and several people were bowing and scraping as they toasted him.

"Shen Yan is related to a provincial leader. She just needs to keep the reports in order. As for attendance, you can arrange that."

"Director Li, don't worry. She'll report tomorrow. From now on, just let her know if she needs anything." Three accountants in one warehouse—it's basically a job for doing nothing.

After dinner, Li Gang signed the order.

Seeing that I got things done without spending a penny, Shen Yan looked at me admiringly from the car. "You're really capable!"

"Me? I'm even more capable. How are you going to thank me?" "I'll go back and ask Shen Ping before thanking you." "No, please don't.

I didn't mean it last time. It's just that you two look so alike.

Ping would be furious if she knew." "I just wanted to annoy her. She's so lucky!"

Seeing that I was concerned about Shen Ping, she deliberately reached into my pants, unzipped them, and pulled out my penis, stroking it.

Already drunk, I immediately got an erection from her teasing.

"No... Shen Yan... your sister... stop it."

The gearshift lever was pushed into neutral by her cleavage, and the engine whirred to life. Luckily, there were no cars behind.

I quickly shifted gears and pulled over to the side of the road.

"Shen Yan, stop it.

I love your sister. It was really unintentional last time. Please forgive me.

If your sister finds out about this, you two sisters will be forever estranged.

Think about how much Shen Ping has suffered because of you.

I know you two have always been competitive, but this isn't something you can fight over."

I said this, but I still wanted her to continue suckling.

"Fang Zhiyuan! I hate you. I know my sister has sacrificed for our family.

But do you know how I feel? Seeing you two being so affectionate every day, how do I feel?

I'm a woman, can't I have feelings? I won't fight with my sister for you, never!"

The woman, who had been celibate for a long time, had her desire rekindled by me last time, and with the help I gave her in getting a job transfer, she had developed feelings for me even more.

Seeing her crying with her arms around my shoulders, I placed my hand on her back and gently patted her comfortingly.

“I truly love your sister; I gave her all my feelings.

I can't give you anything except sex.

Our relationship only blossomed into a broken flower; its brief beauty will leave us both wounded.

Thank you for your love!”

I dared not stay any longer, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.

I put the car in gear and drove home in silence.

Shen Ping, who was listening to prenatal music in the bedroom, heard the door open and rushed out, throwing herself into my arms.

“You reek of alcohol; go wash up quickly.” “Yan, is everything arranged?” “Yes, my brother-in-law did a good job. You should thank him properly.” Ping's face lit up with a happy smile.

“Not busy? He dares? Why are your eyes red?”

“A bug flew into my eyes from the car window; I'm fine, I'll go wash them.”

On the bed in the bedroom, she whispered, “What happened today? Yan seems unhappy.” Being twins, she could sense Shen Yan's emotional instability.

I didn't want to hide anything from her and told her what happened tonight. “Maybe we didn't consider this aspect; it's my fault…”

Ping seemed thoughtful.

"Don't ask her anything more, let's leave it at that," I whispered to her as she walked towards the guest room. "

I know my sister's personality, I'll go talk to her for a bit." The two sisters whispered until who knows how long, and I was already fast asleep before she even got into bed. In the morning, Shen Yan was humming a song as she made breakfast. Seeing her nonchalant attitude, I could hardly believe what had happened last night. Shen Ping ignored me too. I just kept shoveling egg fried rice into my mouth. On my way to work, I asked Shen Ping, "What did you say to her last night?" "What did I say? 'Two women, Ehuang and Nüying, sharing one husband.'" "Don't joke around." "I'm not joking," I ignored her, focusing on driving. In the office, I picked up the phone and called my mother. "Son, are you coming home tomorrow for the weekend?" "No, I need to tell you something." "What is it?" "My girlfriend is pregnant." "Huh?..." "I'm thinking of getting married at the end of the year. She'll be pregnant in two months, or she'll have to have an abortion." "Sigh... Could you bring her to meet us?" "Okay, I'll go back for lunch tomorrow." I turned and went into her office. "Ping, is everything alright?" "Yes." "Come with me to buy some clothes." That's why you can't have a romantic relationship with your colleagues. If they're always clinging to each other, who can focus on work? When we got to the square, we first browsed the men's clothing stores, then I pulled her into the Cartier boutique. "Let's see what nice jewelry they have." "This ring is nice." "Of course it's nice, look at the price, it's 18,000." "And this one, which one do you think is prettier?" "This one is better, the style will never go out of fashion." "Can I see it?"

The sales clerk glanced at me dismissively and said, "That one costs over 28,000." "I told you to take it, so take it! Why all the fuss?" The sales manager, seeing my growing anger, rushed over. "Sir, I'm sorry, which style do you want?" "This one," Shen Ping said, trying it on. It fit perfectly.

"It's just a bit too expensive,"

she said, taking off the ring to return it to the manager.

I took it, knelt on one knee before Ping, and said, "Marry me." Ping blushed, a smile playing on her lips, tears of happiness welling in her eyes.

All the sales clerks applauded.

The hand that had put the ring on pulled me up, nestled in my arms, and kissed me passionately.

"You're so naughty! Why didn't you tell me? Give me time to prepare!" "I thought you didn't want to marry me!" "Dream on! I'm stuck with you like a vine!"

Back at work, I wrote two company certificates and took the company seal from her drawer to stamp them.

I couldn't concentrate on work. Finally, it was time to leave, and we rushed home together.

Shen Yan had already cooked at home. To ease the tension, I deliberately chatted with her more.

"How was work today?"

"Nothing much, just knitting and chatting. By the way, sister, I'll buy some yarn tomorrow and knit you something too." "Sure, knit a big one. By the way, Yan, Zhiyuan and I are going to his house tomorrow, so you'll have to cook less since you're home alone." "When are you coming back?" "

Probably Sunday night." "Oh, are you coming back for dinner? I'll prepare." "Not decided yet, I'll call you before I get home." In the bedroom, I suppressed my desire and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Ping, who was looking at a prenatal education book, took off her headphones and looked at me with infatuation. "You glutton, what are you thinking about now?" "Nothing, I'm the abbot of Shaolin Temple now, practicing virginity kung fu." "Let's play a game." "..."

I looked at her. What kind of game is this for an adult? "It's a lot of fun." Shen Ping turned around and blindfolded me with the bra she had taken off on the pillow, then tied my hands to the headboard with long stockings.

"What are you doing? S&M? I'm not into masochism." "I'm writing on your chest now, guess what it is, there's a reward if you guess right!" Her little finger traced lines on my chest, making me ticklish.

"Forever...into...heaven...and...earth...forever...never...separated...Shen...Ping...I...love...you." "Husband. Me too," she whispered in my ear, pressing her lips to mine for a light kiss. Her fragrant tongue slowly entered my mouth, licking every inch, and my tongue joined in, swirling together, absorbing each other's saliva.

Her hand slipped inside my underwear, grasping my penis and stroking the glans with her thumb.

"Wife, stop. Take care of yourself, I can still manage for a few more days." I'd read online that sex is absolutely forbidden during the first trimester; even without penetration, arousal can cause uterine contractions and lead to miscarriage.

Although I said that, my body still wanted her to continue.

Ignoring my objections, she lifted her upper body, removed her clothes, straddled me, and slowly lowered herself down, guiding my penis with her hands.

I had initially thought the blindfold and handcuffs were just a gimmick, but now I understood their true power.

Because of the loss of sight and touch, my body instinctively developed a fear of the unknown, making every physical contact feel more delicate, intense, and stimulating than before! Her wet labia slid down my glans, guiding the penis upwards, breaking through the walls of my vagina, until the outer skin of her labia covered the base of my penis, and the vaginal opening tightly gripped the base.

She gently swayed her body back and forth, the penis inserted into her vagina swaying and dancing with the vaginal walls, creating ripples of fluid that flowed down her shaft, soaking my genitals.

Her hands, one in front and one behind, caressed my chest and scrotum, sometimes stroking my nipples on my hard pectoral muscles, sometimes pinching and tugging at my taut scrotum.

The labia, clenched around my penis, slowly relaxed under the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, and began to move up and down instead of back and forth.

The downward pressure of her body and the upward elasticity of the mattress caused my penis to rub against the undulating walls of her vagina, the glans teasing the folds of the walls, breaking through one layer and thrusting down to the next.

She began to whimper, increasing the speed of her movements. Each time she sat down, my glans could feel the thick walls of her cervix, the base of my penis pressed at a ninety-degree angle, the impact causing slight pain but also intense pleasure.

Her hands were on either side of my head, her body leaning forward, raising her buttocks to facilitate my thrusts, the sound of splashing water echoing throughout the bedroom.

"I...can't...take it...anymore."

My glans felt the rush of hot fluid, my erect penis contracting and releasing its semen.

As she collapsed onto me, her full breasts pressed against my chest,

I gasped, slightly angry, "Shen Ping, why is this?" (

Chapter 36 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission )

Despite being visually impaired, my penis could still sense the subtle differences between our bodies.

The vaginal opening is much wider after childbirth, and the inner walls are slightly looser. Besides, Shen Ping is a gentle and docile woman who always shyly lets me tease her until she slowly becomes aroused during sex; she's the passive type.

How could she be so wanton and actively controlling the rhythm today? So, I knew the moment I penetrated her that she wasn't Shen Ping, but I didn't want to reveal the truth and enjoyed the pleasure of venting my suppressed desire.

Now that it was over, I started to pretend to be innocent and question her.

"Sister slept at my place. You're really amazing; you almost made me die. No wonder a woman as proud as me fell so deeply in love with you."

It turned out that Shen Ping had asked Shen Yan to take her place last night so I could vent my desire. "Zhiyuan is young and strong, and his sex drive is high. I'm pregnant now, and the doctor has repeatedly warned me to be careful; the first time is very easy to cause problems. Sister, please, what if he gets too frustrated and cheats on me with other women and catches some disease? Wouldn't that be even more troublesome..."

Shen Ping was indeed a reasonable and knowledgeable woman.

She handled the situation tactfully, taking care of both her husband and her younger sister.

She even made her feel like she was helping her older sister.

Shen Yan untied me and looked at me with a smile.

"I'm so jealous of my sister, having such a good person love her." "Isn't he loving you now too?"

I pressed her head down, letting her clean the remaining fluid from my penis with her mouth, slowly becoming erect again as she swallowed.

I rolled over, pinning her beneath me, and with a thrust of my lower body, my penis plunged into her still-wet vagina, moving freely. After ejaculating hot, sticky semen into her again, Shen Yan collapsed languidly onto the bed, moaning softly in ecstasy. I got up and went into the next room.

Shen Ping pretended to be fast asleep, her back to me standing in the doorway, but her shoulders were twitching slightly.

I sat down beside her and turned her over. "You silly girl, I love you! Not someone like your Shen Yan."

If she hadn't been pregnant, I truly wouldn't have had a relationship with Shen Yan. Outwardly, Shen Yan was warm and cheerful, while Ping was steady and dignified, but during passionate lovemaking, the two sisters were basically the same.

Who would put two plates of cucumber salad on their own table? Love is jealous and selfish for women, even though her husband and sister were beside her, even though she had orchestrated everything.

Shen Ping still felt wronged and sad.

Hearing me say this, she threw herself into my arms and cried.

I picked her up. "Don't cry, baby! Being upset can affect our son's health." She laughed through her tears, playfully hitting me. "Dream on! You only know it's our son!" "Go back and be with Yan'er, she's upset too." "I'll be with both of you!"

My morning exercise-induced biological clock woke me. On my left, Shen Ping was tightly wrapped around my chest, while on my right, Shen Yan was curled up under my arm, her hand still holding my soft penis.

My slight movement startled the two sleeping sisters. They looked at each other and smiled shyly.

"Get up, wash up, and get ready to go. Shen Yan doesn't have to work on Sunday anyway, why don't you come with your sister to my hometown?" Driving, I watched the two sisters in the back seat chatting intimately, feeling neglected. I smiled wryly.

Now that the highway is open, the four-hour journey is halved. We arrived home around 10:00 AM.

My mother was already waiting anxiously at the door.

Chapter 37 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

: Mom nervously watched the back door of the car. Seeing Shen Ping emerge with a radiant smile, a satisfied smile appeared on Mom's face.

Ping, who rarely dressed up, looked much younger today with a touch of makeup, seemingly radiant with love. Then, seeing another identical woman emerge from the back seat, Mom froze.

"Auntie!" "Auntie!" The dumbfounded Mom turned her gaze to her son. Which one was her daughter-in-law? Could they both be? Her son was a civil servant; this was illegal.

"Mom, this is Shen Ping," I said, pulling Ping into my arms. "This is her younger sister, Shen Yan." "Good...good...you must be tired. Come in and rest and have some water. Don't just stand there like an idiot." Shen Ping gracefully took Mom's arm and led her into the house.

Shen Yan and I then took the gifts Ping had bought for the elderly woman from the trunk.

"Mom, where's Dad?"

"Your classmate from the accounting center called this morning and said the county is building some kind of electrified classroom, so she brought a lot of things to the store. Your dad left in a hurry." "

Oh dear, this girl, what did she even buy?" "Auntie, I just bought a few things that Zhiyuan said you liked. Isn't this what I should do?" My mother looked at the beautiful and generous Shen Ping, her mouth practically splitting with joy.

She ignored me and Shen Yan, took Shen Ping's hand and led her into her bedroom, closing the door and chatting about something.

Shen Yan wandered around, feeling really bored. The diligent Shen Yan went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. "Fang Zhiyuan, you lazybones, come and help me." "Don't bother, let's go out to eat together when Dad gets back. You can watch some TV." I was worried and had no mood to do anything.

After a while, "bang!" the door opened, and my mother called me in with a stern face.

"Kneel down." Why? I shook my head but still obeyed her. Seeing me kneel down, Shen Ping also knelt down.

My mother pulled her back.

“You’ve grown up and your wings have hardened. I can’t control you anymore. No matter how many potential partners I introduce you to, you’re unwilling.

Now that you want to marry Shen Ping, I don’t object.

Ping’er has told me everything about you two. This child has also suffered a lot. Will you treat her well after marrying you?”

“Yes! Mom, I won’t let her suffer any more hardship or grievances.” Seeing my mother get up and rummage through the dresser, I happily pinched Ping’er’s round little ankle.

“Ping’er, we’re destined to be together. I liked you the moment I met you. Being my daughter-in-law won’t be easy. You’ll have to take care of his health, encourage him to be ambitious, and keep him in check to prevent him from going astray.”

“Auntie, don’t worry, I will do it.” “Still calling me Auntie? You’re pregnant with my grandson. Call me Mom.” “…Mom…”

“Oh.

Good child, this jade bracelet was left to me by his grandmother. Although it’s not a treasure, it’s a family heirloom.

I’m entrusting Zhiyuan to you.”

Saying this, she put the jade bracelet on Shen Ping’s finger.

“My son is back!” My father’s hearty laughter came through the door. Mom quickly went to greet him outside the door, whispering to him. "

You're in charge of the household, don't ask me. If you like someone, I like them too." "...Uncle...Dad." "Oh, alright, sit down, sit down," Dad said, smiling contentedly at Shen Ping.

"Perfect timing, I made a big deal this morning, earned quite a bit. Let's go to the restaurant next door for lunch as a family." "Let's stay home, it's cleaner there. I'll cook," Mom said firmly.

Shen Ping and Shen Yan helped her in the kitchen, chatting casually.

I never expected Mom and Shen Ping to get along so well; in less than two hours, the problem I'd been worried about was solved. A leader is a leader after all.

Dad, smoking on the sofa, asked about Shen Ping's situation. When he heard that the 32-year-old Shen Ping was already a deputy director-general, he gaped in shock.

"I told you my son was capable! Your mother didn't believe me. Where can you find such a beautiful daughter-in-law?" "Stop smoking, you old fool. Didn't you know your wife is pregnant? Put it out, let's eat." At the dinner table, my mother was very satisfied with Shen Ping's cooking, constantly asking her about her cooking in detail, and continuously putting food into Shen Ping's bowl.

"Mom, stop putting food in her bowl. It's a healthy diet prescribed by the hospital. Eating too much is not good."

I complained to my mother.

"What are you afraid of? The vegetables in this small county are all organic. The chicken we killed this morning was all grain-fed. Unlike the food you eat in big cities, which is mostly feed and pesticides. I'll take care of the eggs during your postpartum period. Besides, when I was pregnant with you, I couldn't even get any if I wanted to eat them." "The policies were bad back then, but now they're better. If you want to eat them, I'll bring you a truckload." My father said indignantly.

Everyone laughed heartily, and the family was happy and harmonious.

In the afternoon, we took our wedding photos and asked a classmate at the Civil Affairs Bureau to work overtime to get our marriage certificate.

The moment the seal was stamped on the card, I knew I had shouldered the responsibility.

Chapter 38 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission:

On Monday morning, I knocked on Secretary Fang's office door. He was busy answering the phone and waved for me to sit down.

"Zhiyuan, what's up?"

"Uncle Fang, I have something I'd like to ask you for advice on."

"Oh? Go ahead," I told him about my relationship with Shen Ping. "I see. Zhiyuan, you're still young. You know, Shen Ping is not only more than ten years older than you, but her husband just passed away. I'm afraid it won't be good for your future." "Uncle Fang, I love her very much."

I also told him about how Wang Jibei helped Shen Ping change her age for a job.

It's better for him to know now than for him to find out later.

“Besides, she herself is a victim. I plan to go back to the county to get married. If it has any impact, I'll resign and go into business.” “Sigh, I was just as bold and decisive when I was young. Now I'm hesitant and timid in everything I do. If Wang Jibei had been placed under investigation back then, I wouldn't be in such a passive position now.” “By the way, when I was chatting with Shen Ping the other day, she recalled that a cadre from the ministry named XX had spoken to Wang Jibei. She saw Wang Jibei casually write his name on a piece of paper. Also, Wang often contacts a female boss named Lü Wenhui.”

“Why didn't you say so sooner?” “It was when I took Shen Ping home to meet my parents this week that she remembered it while watching TV last night. That's why I came to tell you this morning.” “You go back first. I know about this. I'll cover for you if anyone says anything.” “Liu Yuli, come here. Take two people to investigate a woman named Lü Wenhui.” He immediately and anxiously assigned tasks.

Back in the office, I told Shen Ping what Secretary Fang had said earlier to avoid any mistakes in the future.

I had to provide some clues to Uncle Fang discreetly.

In the eyes of all the cadres in the organization, I am already his confidant. If he falls from power, my life will not be easy either.

Humans are strange like that; once they possess something, they no longer appreciate its value.

Before, making love with Shen Ping in the office always brought an indescribable thrill, a surreptitious pleasure.

But after we committed to a relationship, the desire faded.

Despite the doctor's advice that moderate intercourse was permissible, Shen Ping, after more than three months, still refused sex.

Shen Yan remained her substitute; sex with her never truly satisfied me, as I still had reservations about Shen Ping.

Another weekend, I accompanied the two sisters to her hometown to meet her parents. Upon seeing her mother, I understood why the sisters were so beautiful. If she hadn't told me she was actually fifty-six, I would have thought she was only in her forties.

It seems her family has excellent genes; my children will likely inherit that.

Because Shen Ping has sacrificed so much for this family, her parents didn't express any dissatisfaction with her choice. Seeing how much I loved and cared for their daughter, the elderly couple were very pleased and finally felt relieved.

Shen Ping told them her wedding date, and we agreed to meet in the provincial capital.

Her father wasn't very talkative, but her mother pulled me aside to ask me the details, repeatedly telling me to treat Shen Ping well. I could only nod like a chicken pecking at rice in agreement.

The two most difficult hurdles were over, and when I got home that evening, I opened a bottle of wine and drank to my heart

's content. My worst habit is to lose control when drunk. Shen Ping saw me tossing and turning on the bed and pinched my shoulder hard with her nails. "What are you thinking about now?"

"Thinking about you." "No way! I'm going to sleep here, Yan is coming over." Shen Yan came over in her pajamas. "Sister, what's up?"

"What else? He's bothering me again, go away." Shen Ping, hiding behind her, pushed Shen Yan, about to open the door and leave.

I rushed over and carried her to the bed. "Yan, get on the bed and hold your sister's shoulders down." I held her constantly moving calves tightly and slowly spread her legs.

Before I even got close to her genitals, the middle of her pale yellow panties was already soaked with moisture.

"You say no, but you're all wet down there." I used my teeth to pull her panties down to her knees and kissed her beautiful vulva. Her labia, no longer pink, resembled two plump rose petals, more sensitive than before, engorged and slightly parted, revealing the moist pink center.

My tongue trembled slightly at the touch, and before I could even lick and tease the crevice a few times, her vagina was already flowing with fluid.

"No way, how did you become so horny?" "Stop licking, I keep wanting to pee." "Yan, don't let your sister talk." Shen Yan held Ping's hands down, kneeling on the headboard and lifting her buttocks to press against Ping's face. "You... help your brother-in-law... deal with me."

Driven by desire, Shen Ping lightly bit Yan's vulva through her panties. Stimulated, Yan let out a low moan and took off all her clothes. Under her sister's teasing, she swayed her buttocks, her upper body arched, her full and firm breasts shaking up and down, her unbound black hair flowing and dancing on her white back.

"Sister...you...are...too...bad...brother-in-law...you...doing...her...ah..." I lifted my body upwards, covering her slightly enlarged breasts with both hands. Her nipples and areolas were darker in color, and there were dark brown nodules around the nipples. A few drops of clear, watery milk secreted out as I pinched them with my fingers.

"Wife, I'm coming." My penis went in, but I didn't dare to be unrestrained. I just slowly thrust in and out. Because I didn't dare to go deep, I wasn't very comfortable with half of the root sticking out. "Don't...go...deeper..." For the sake of our next generation, I had to endure it. Something is better than nothing.

Shen Yan grabbed my head and pressed it against her full cleavage. I sucked on her pink nipple violently.

"Ah...suck...harder...ah" "Husband...it itches...ah..."

The two sisters let out obscene cries together. The three naked bodies formed a triangle on the bed, creating a lewd scene.

Residual maternal instincts made Shen Ping lower her legs from my hips, but the desire within her made her clumsily lift her lower body to meet the penis she both loved and hated.

Soon, overwhelmed by the pleasure of orgasm, she tightly gripped Shen Yan's labia, her body trembling violently.

Seeing Shen Ping moaning with satisfaction, Shen Yan turned around, her buttocks facing me, lightly kissing her sister's lips while swaying her hips. My

penis slid in as soon as it touched her wet labia, and without restraint, I released my suppressed passion, thrusting powerfully into the warm, tight depths of her vagina.

"No...don't touch...that. Brother-in-law...don't...pick...my...anus!" Ignoring her pleas, I forced my middle finger inside. With both her vagina and anus simultaneously invaded, Shen Yan began to moan wantonly, bending down to let her sister suck and bite her nipples.

In the storm of thrusts, I ejaculated my sinful bullet.

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