[Urban] Adult Officialdom (Complete) - 1-3

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Chapter 1: The Long Night of a Woman in the Officialdom

"A woman flower sways in the mortal world, a woman flower gently sways in the wind, only hoping for a pair of gentle hands to soothe the loneliness in my heart..."

The familiar, melancholic melody of the phone ringtone drifted into her sleep, disturbing her peaceful dream. Mei Yi, the female director of the Binhai County Industry and Commerce Bureau, reluctantly reached out from under the covers to pick up her phone.

It was a number she knew all too well, a call she had to answer.

"Mei Yi? This is..."

A familiar baritone voice came from the receiver. Hearing that voice always made her heart flutter, and a slight blush appeared on her pretty face. She glanced at the time; it was only a little past half in the morning.

"Ugh, I'm still sleeping..."

Mei Yi said with a hint of reproach, thinking that the man wanted to meet her in the middle of the night.

"He doesn't have to be in such a hurry,"

she thought to herself.

"Xiao Mei, you've been working very well lately. Keep up the good work, stay humble and strive for even better results. Your future is bright."

"Old leader, Xiao Mei's small achievements are all thanks to your excellent guidance. It's late, old leader, you're still up? It's chilly, put on another layer."

Mei Yi knew he wouldn't call her so late without important news.

"Yes, I'm still preparing materials. I might be promoted to assistant director of the provincial bureau. Tomorrow is the bureau's party committee meeting, and I plan to promote you to party committee member and discipline inspection secretary of the municipal bureau. I'll be coming to assess you in a few days, and I'll also need to consult the vice mayor in charge."

"Oh, old leader, you've been promoted again! Congratulations!"

Mei Yi flattered.

"Stop being so glib. During this critical period, you need to be highly politically sensitive. Pay close attention to your thoughts, be well-prepared at work, and be wary of those who might try to sabotage you. Make a good impression on the leaders. Oh, and keep things confidential."

Having been promoted half a rank again, a long-lost smile appeared on May's face. She had just divorced her husband, and the constant arguments of the past six months had exhausted her and broken her heart. The endless nights of arguing left her with tears soaking her pillow, and during the day she had to wear a strong mask to face the intrigue and backstabbing of officialdom. She felt utterly exhausted and weary. Only tonight's good news gave her a much-needed boost.

Seven years of peaceful married life had suddenly taken a 90-degree turn in the past six months, something May had no control over. Before, even when she and her husband argued, they were still husband and wife; they would make up after a fight. Why had things come to this?

Perhaps it was largely due to May's own submission to and succumbing to power; she felt some guilt and regret.

The seeds of this trouble had been sown six years earlier. Ever since that man ignited her sexual desire, May had become exceptionally sensual. She seemed to believe that a woman's meaning in life lay in her ability to arouse a man's desire, and also in her own.

May's meteoric rise in rank over the years, along with her lust for power and sex, did not escape her husband's notice. He felt May had changed and no longer loved him.

Then one day, May returned home early from a business trip to the provincial capital and discovered her husband cheating on her with a female colleague from his workplace on their wedding night! She seemed to realize that their marriage was beyond repair.

If her husband had taken the first wrong step, then May herself was sinking deeper and deeper into a vortex of error, unable to extricate herself.

Perhaps fate deliberately arranged for her to lose something before gaining something else—to attain true happiness and pleasure, one must always pay a heavy price first. The cruel tricks of destiny, the arrangements of fate, are beyond anyone's control.

"Old leader, Xiaomei's small achievements are all thanks to your excellent leadership. I'm so young to have received your guidance; I'm afraid some comrades might be resentful."

Mei Yi's expression had become solemn and serious as she carefully answered.

"What's there to be afraid of? We need responsible and charismatic young comrades like you. There's nothing to be afraid of. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me. Besides, I'll back you up. Don't have any mental burdens. Young comrades should bravely shoulder heavy responsibilities and constantly strive for progress!"

"Thank you for your favor, leader. I will certainly live up to the expectations of the organization and leaders and work hard to repay their cultivation. Will you come during the inspection?"

Mei Yi flattered without revealing her intentions.

Flattery is something everyone loves to hear, especially in officialdom. Flattery never fails!

"Stop flattering me; we'll see about that later," the man on the phone always spoke formally and in a bureaucratic tone, completely lacking in tact.

"Thank you, old leader! It's been over ten days, and I've missed you so much! I really want... Oh! My boudoir is always ready for your esteemed visit."

Mei Yi was excitedly a little flirtatious, flattering him.

After hanging up the phone, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in thought, revealing her deep contemplation. Her thirst for power compelled her to think carefully. Regarding

this promotion, Mei Yi wasn't worried at all about the mayor in charge, because that mayor was her old classmate and confidante—Xia Yulian; as for the municipal bureau, she was even less worried—who would dare disobey him? Having connections in high places makes it easier to get ahead; her biggest concern was the bureau itself. Tomorrow, she needed to smooth things over with those bigwigs there, offering them benefits. If those bigwigs were to pull some tricks behind her back, it would be troublesome; but no matter what, if she couldn't even secure a mere deputy section chief position, how could she possibly climb higher? "Once he retires from his position in a few years, those big shots will devour me completely, leaving me with nothing."

Thinking this, May's ambition for power grew stronger, and a smile appeared on her face.

Human desires are inherently insatiable; having one thing and wanting another is like opening Pandora's box. But it's impossible for a person to be without desires. Once desires exceed reason, one will be tormented by them! Conquered by them!

Those with too many desires will never be happy. Those desires for money, power, fame, and sex will always torment a person!

May was no exception.

Man proposes, God disposes. What's the use of thinking too much? May simply stopped thinking.

At this moment, May revealed a shrewdness and cunning beyond what is typical of a woman. Unable to sleep any longer, she rolled out of bed, and only then did people see—if anyone could have seen—that she was sleeping naked.

Mei Yi always slept naked, regardless of the cold winter or the hot summer, whether she was traveling for work or resting at home, whether she was a man or a woman.

Mei Yi gracefully lifted the covers, and the room was immediately filled with a delicate fragrance—a natural scent emanating from within her. She floated lightly off the bed, her naked body, which was enough to make one's blood boil, swaying her lively breasts as she headed straight for the bathroom—she was excited to urinate. Although her body was somewhat voluptuous, her movements were swift and decisive. However, a hint of melancholy and sorrow lingered beneath her excitement.

Strictly speaking, Mei Yi wasn't a stunning beauty, but her exceptional temperament exuded a unique and exquisite charm characteristic of a young woman; she didn't need to be conventionally beautiful to be alluring.

Emerging from the bathroom, the woman's mind was still in turmoil. Mei, who had just turned thirty-three after the New Year, took out a pack of premium women's cigarettes from the drawer of her bedside table. She had heard someone say that a woman without scars would not fall in love with smoking, and that the person she once loved deeply had left her.

The past is like smoke, old dreams are hard to find. What's lost is lost, what's done is done, only cigarettes keep her company to numb herself.

In the wisps of smoke, she least wants to recall the man she now calls her "ex-husband." Mei thought of that man, and a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart. She had been his mistress for six years, even though he acted wickedly during their trysts, skillfully tormenting her body, even though she was so unwilling, even though he was more than ten years older than her. But what could she do? She was a woman in officialdom; rank mattered. Only by submitting herself to him could she reach the position of bureau chief, and only then could she climb the ranks step by step. Perhaps she lost more than she gained. When her tears dried, she would have no more regrets.

Since ancient times, the Chinese officialdom has always been a treacherous place of power struggles, intrigue, and deception. On the surface, everything appears calm, but underneath, there is constant scheming and backstabbing. In officialdom, a woman's space for survival is inherently much smaller than a man's. Skill, intelligence, and charm are all indispensable, but very few women truly succeed in officialdom, and even fewer are as alluring and sophisticated as Mei Yi.

As the youngest female bureau chief in Binhai County, Mei Yi has sacrificed so much… No matter who wants to change their fate, they can only rely on themselves. Being

a woman in officialdom is tough! Being a divorced woman in officialdom is even tougher!

Chapter 2 of "A Woman's Flower in Officialdom": Uncontrollable Desire

. In the lonely bed at midnight, the cigarette is both indulgent and restrained. So many unspoken thoughts burn silently on the lips; so many emotions vanish between the fingers, leaving behind an indescribable sense of vicissitude and elegance. The greatest tragedy of humanity is that people often think about people and things they shouldn't think about.

The smoke gradually dissipates, but the allure and fantasies linger.

Every time he came to the Binhai County Administration for Industry and Commerce for inspection and guidance, that man would sneak into this bedroom, pull her naked body to the dressing mirror on the wardrobe in front of her, press her hands against the mirror, and reach behind her to grab and knead her two full breasts. His other hand would also reach between her legs to tease her, saying, "Little Yi'er, be good, let me touch you... Oh, Little Mei'er is horny... Oh, Little Mei'er is wet again."

While flicking her sensitive nipples with his fingers, he would say to her panting softly, "I haven't been here for so long, I was afraid this seductive little slut's beautiful body in the mirror would go hungry. Look at your irresistible nipples, how come they're so erect so quickly? Aren't you embarrassed? Let me take good care of them and feed them."

At this moment, the man's words were so lewd. What a hypocritical man! In fact, he wasn't the only one wearing a mask of hypocrisy.

The man kissed her snow-white neck, gently biting her sensitive earlobe, while withdrawing his fingers, dripping with her juices, from her genitals. He then brought his wet fingertips to her lips, saying in a humiliating tone, "You little slut! Look at your juices, you're so wet! You're fucking filthy!"

The juices dripping from his fingers slid into her mouth, fishy, sour, and sticky, leaving long, stringy strands between her lips and his fingers. Drowned in the whirlpool of passion, Director Mei had become a submissive object of the man's pleasure.

"Little Yi'er, be good, quickly lick your own juices dry, it's nectar..."

She shamelessly sucked on the man's fingers, two, three, even licking the stringy strands hanging from her lips, appearing so lewd and shameful.

"...Little Yi'er...look how chaste you are...hahaha!" Looking at her wanton appearance, the man laughed like a victor.

The fishy smell in her nose, the sour stench in her mouth, the most authentic scents of her body—these didn't disgust her; instead, they fueled her lust. She writhed her fiery body violently, her full buttocks rising with an expression of unbearable hunger, rubbing her naked, burning skin against her already hard penis, begging for a powerful, satisfying thrust from behind…

Her wanton appearance was so lewd that even she couldn't believe the alluring harlot in the mirror was herself—a respected female leader known as Director Mei. She lowered her head, closing her eyes in shame, unable to bear looking at the harlot being fucked from behind in the mirror.

“Little Yi’er! Open your eyes and look at yourself being fucked. Scream, scream louder…”

The man in the mirror, his face twisted like a demon, spoke lewdly to her. One hand tightly gripped her hair, forcing her to tilt her beautiful head back high, while the other hand slapped her buttocks hard, thrusting wildly to make the penis inside her vagina move even more intensely…

sometimes as gentle as a breeze… sometimes as violent as a storm…

“Mmm… mmm… oh… ah…”

She twisted her body wildly to match the man’s movements, occasionally letting out moans that made her blush but excited the man, acting like a shameless and utterly lewd slut, no longer possessing the dignity of a bureau chief! …

Thinking of that scene, and the various adult toys he had secretly bought from abroad to torment her body, locked behind the mirror, May felt a surge of heat in her body and mind. Her legs involuntarily tightened slightly, and she felt a soreness, a numbness, an itch, and a wetness in her lower body… She really wanted to melt into a puddle and reflect in the mirror.

Under the soft light, in the dressing mirror, a woman with seductive eyes, her full, sensual lips slightly parted, uttered alluring moans. Her alluring body writhed like a snake, exuding a uniquely feminine fragrance that lingered faintly in the room. Her full, high breasts rose and fell rapidly with her tense breathing, their roundness revealing a soft elasticity. Two bright red nipples stood proudly on their firm tips. Her slender waist and smooth, slightly protruding abdomen were covered with shimmering black pubic hair at the bottom of her inverted triangle, as if trying to conceal the most beautiful and shy part of her lower body. On both sides, her shallow groin and snow-white thighs were tightly joined together, May's long legs pressed tightly together, without the slightest separation, only trembling slightly with May's excitement. She turned to the side, her flowing hair cascading down her rounded back, her shapely, slightly upturned buttocks and long, slender legs forming a beautiful and alluring curve. Her skin, smooth and white like pearls, was captivating from head to toe… Her

beauty was boundless, her allure irresistible. Even May was mesmerized, excited, and tempted to make a move. Her hands involuntarily climbed onto her aroused face, her eyes half-closed, her mind slowly conjuring up the feeling of being touched by a man. Even her untouched nipples hardened instantly.

May cupped her full, high breasts, slowly kneading them. This scene would surely ignite a man's passion, making him reckless. Unfortunately, the only things in the room besides herself were her own alluring reflection in the mirror.

Deep within a person's heart often lie secrets unknown even to themselves—perhaps May wasn't truly unaware of the changes in her body (her extramarital sexual encounters had already awakened her sensitive flesh), but simply dared not uncover them. After experiencing sensual stimulation, she so desperately craved a man's comfort, to deeply fill the emptiness and loneliness within her.

Once primal lust occupied her empty soul, a woman's inherent reserve was reduced to nothing more than the honest reaction of her physical instincts.

"Mmm..."

May involuntarily groaned, her nipples hardening as if twisted, her usually pink nipples now turning a dark red, swollen. It seemed her body was still as sexy and sensitive as before; the long-dormant arousal had so easily ignited her desire.

This wasn't the first time she'd done this. In the days without a lover, she always secretly enjoyed this forbidden pleasure, seeking even more happiness.

Her desire was burning fiercely. The usually elegant and refined Director Mei was frantically kissing her own flushed face in the mirror, breathing heavily. Her once bright eyes were now watery, overflowing with a passion that could overwhelm any man. Like a shameless whore, she was doing everything she could to arouse her own lust.

With glazed eyes, May resembled a sexually frustrated young woman, completely devoid of restraint and inhibition. She pressed her entire body tightly against the mirror, forcefully kneading her aching, burning breasts. The coolness emanating from the mirror further stimulated her already engorged nipples, and a warm current gushed from her vulva, seemingly flowing slowly down her thighs, blurring the once bright mirror… She pressed her legs forward forcefully, rubbing her aching, burning petals tightly against the mirror, as if trying to grind away the endless ache that seeped from the depths of her body, or perhaps to conceal the shame that flowed from the depths of her being…

Gradually … Gradually, her body movements became increasingly uncontrollable as pleasure surged. Mei involuntarily took a half-step back, her left hand, guided by her feminine instincts, gently kneading her usually proud breasts with varying pressure, occasionally flicking her already erect nipples; while her right hand, guided by her own senses, reached into the messy, sticky pubic hair, pinching the swollen petals covered in vaginal fluid with two fingers, pressing her thumb against the protruding stamen, then frantically thrusting her index finger into the wet, hot passage, quickly and desperately poking and prodding…

As the pleasure intensified, and the movement of her index finger could no longer satisfy the ever-increasing ecstasy within her, her middle finger also plunged in…

"Mmm...mmm...oh..."

The body, yearning for caresses, experienced waves of pleasure during masturbation, which escaped from May's lips. Her hazy eyes unconsciously gazed at the alluring, wanton woman in the mirror, fantasizing about a man's penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, sometimes a husband, sometimes a lover...

As her sensitive body succumbed to the stimulation and she gradually felt the approach of orgasm, her soft moans grew louder. Her right hand desperately reached down to increase the depth of her fingers, two, three, even four, twisting and turning wildly deep inside her, her movements becoming more forceful, wishing her fingers were longer and thicker, able to replace that man's...

Soon, May could no longer resist the pleasure she was experiencing. She moved and breathed wildly, her black hair whipping wildly in the mirror, as if telling of the emptiness and bitterness in her heart. She was indulging in this forbidden pleasure before collapsing.

Suddenly, all of May's muscles tensed, and the body of her lover in her fantasy became clearer and clearer. Her body trembled a few times with the impact of the orgasm, as if she had reached her limit. Her legs clamped tightly around the fingers that were still lingering deep inside her, and her face showed an expression of joy and pleasure. Her white teeth bit down hard on her red lower lip, and she squeezed her usually proud breasts tightly.

"Mmm!..."

With a long moan, love juice gushed out like a flood. May, in perfect harmony with her body and mind, experienced a long-awaited orgasm. Her sexual desire, which had been suppressed for dozens of days, was satisfied for the first time. Milky white fluid gushed from her uterus, and the mirror shimmered with a lustful white light... She collapsed in front of the mirror, like a fallen leaf, drifting down from the high platform of pleasure.

In the full-length mirror, Mei's face was flushed, her eyes half-closed and glazed, her breath coming in short gasps. Her breasts, which had been heaving violently just moments before, gradually calmed as her climax subsided, her large, red nipples trembling slightly. Her rosy tongue occasionally licked her red lips, her face filled with ecstasy.

(Chapter 3: The Lewd Trap)

A long, thin cigarette reappeared between her slender fingers, but remained unlit, carrying a hint of feminine melancholy.

After the satisfaction of carnal desire, there is often an extreme emptiness.

"I have a flower planted in my heart, a bud waiting to bloom, its beauty lingering day and night. I eagerly await the arrival of a loving soul in my dreams..."

Whenever the night is deep and quiet, and she lies awake, or wakes from a dream in the middle of the night, Mei always likes to listen to that melancholic song,

"Woman Flower," elegantly placing a cigarette between her lips without smoking, as if savoring the faint taste of tobacco, or perhaps reminiscing... "Woman Flower sways in the mortal world, Woman Flower gently sways in the wind, only hoping for a pair of gentle hands to soothe the loneliness in my heart..."

Mei fears the loneliness after waking from a dream in the middle of the night, fears the coming of night. This is a true loneliness, a solitude that penetrates to the bone, a maddening loneliness. Even in moments of excitement, she feels an emptiness, melancholy, and frustration within. But where there is day, there is night; no one can escape it, just as she cannot escape the man who brought her immense pleasure and a bright future.

Women are like flowers; how many beautiful women have become playthings of the powerful and wealthy? For them, finding a man who loves and protects them is the greatest happiness of their lives.

But can they find such happiness? Only heaven knows.

For May, the greatest happiness in life was power and status. Her husband couldn't, but the man who made her promiscuous and depraved could. If a woman wants to find someone to rely on, strength seems to be a standard of choice, at least to some extent, it can provide more space and greater glory.

May couldn't help but admire him and love him.

May admired only his power, loved only his status!

But happiness is not absolute. "Power" is like a luxurious coat; although it makes a person look much more radiant, its price is often terrible. When she became a slave to "power," that was the beginning of May's tragedy.

How much helplessness? How much bitterness? How much sweetness? How much pain? Who knows?

Cigarettes are fleeting, all intoxicating things are fleeting, but cigarettes can evoke her intoxicating memories... The night is long, and she can't sleep.

It had been six years since Mei Yi met that man. At that time, she was still married and merely a low-level cadre in a local industrial and commercial bureau. By chance, Mei Yi attended a meeting at the bureau and bumped into him. He was probably captivated by her beauty and charm. A few days later, he contacted her through the bureau office, wanting to transfer her to the position of secretary to the bureau chief. Mei Yi was both delighted and apprehensive. As a low-level cadre, she was delighted, as this undoubtedly offered a greater opportunity for her future career. As a woman, she was afraid—anyone could understand what Mei Yi was afraid of. Clearly, if she didn't agree, she would be stuck in the low-level bureau for a long time.

She pondered this situation, her mind filled with conflict, unable to make a decision. So, she discussed this unexpected opportunity with her old classmate, Xia Yulian. Xia Yulian hesitated for a long time before finally saying to her, "Yi Yi, this is indeed an opportunity, but it's only one. Opportunities can be regained, and there are other ways to make up for them, but this is the best opportunity. As a woman, as a wife, you should discuss it with him and respect his opinion."

At that time, Xia Yulian was still a secretary in the municipal party committee office.

Mei and her husband were high school classmates. Her husband studied engineering and returned to Binhai City to teach after graduation, while she was directly assigned to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. They had been married for less than a year.

Mei went home and discussed it with her husband, though there were some things she couldn't reveal too much. Before she could finish speaking, her husband shook his head vigorously, "Xiaomei, don't deceive yourself. What do you mean by 'just a secretary'? Everyone in Binhai City knows him! You want to be his mistress secretary?"

They argued. Perhaps the unfairness of social distribution had accumulated too much resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart, and his words became increasingly harsh: "Xiaomei, I think your claim of being a secretary is fake; you really want to hook up with a rich man!"

"Go if you want, I won't stop you. Anyway, a poor scholar like me can't keep a golden phoenix like you that everyone adores. But once you go, don't come back to this house!"...

Mei Yi never expected her husband to react like this. Instead, it caused her wavering balance to tilt towards the side she had been vehemently opposing as a woman. Her rebellious nature was strong, and in a fit of pique, she said resolutely, "Fine, I'll go. You have your own profession, and I love my job. At worst, I'll sleep with him a few times. What's the big deal?"

This argument cast a shadow over their married life.

Three years later, after May was promoted to director, their relationship gradually became distant and excessively silent. This distance eventually affected their intimacy. Unhappy as a result, they ultimately chose divorce.

In truth, May's husband hadn't changed at all; he still deeply loved his woman. What had changed was May herself. The reason he chose divorce was simply because he loved and cared for May too much.

Seeing May become a slave to power, he knew he had become a burden to her power, and with tears in his eyes and a smile, he found the perfect excuse for their final separation… but that's another story.

And so, May sat in the chair of the Binhai City Industrial and Commercial Bureau office.

Unexpectedly, for six months in a row, the man treated her with utmost courtesy, ensuring she went to work on time every day, and never asking her to attend any outings or evening social events. This put May, as a woman, and her legally only husband at ease.

But perhaps it was the intuition that women often struggle with, especially since women are naturally more suspicious. May wavered between two conflicting judgments: either the man was intentionally playing the long game to win her heart as a woman—otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically promoted her and maintained such a strictly professional attitude; yet, he always gave her more bonuses than others. For an average girl, this might work, but for a perceptive woman, it was a bit counterproductive. Or perhaps the man was using her for some kind of scheme.

This latter point was the one May least wanted to think about, the one she dared not even consider, yet it kept lingering in her mind, making her heart race as if something irreversible was about to happen. However, May kept reassuring herself that perhaps she was just being paranoid; as long as she was careful, what could he possibly do?

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy May felt.

In fact, Mei's initial intuition was entirely correct; the man making her his secretary was indeed a trap (she only learned this after becoming his mistress). That day, on a whim, he didn't take the elevator but decided to climb the stairs to his office to stretch his muscles. At the stairwell, he happened to bump into Mei, who was attending a meeting at the city bureau, and his eyes lit up: Ah! What an elegant and feminine beauty in uniform…

Before he could react, a slender hand reached out, every gesture exuding a captivating charm, and a silvery laugh rang in his ears.

"Hello! Director Dai, I'm Mei from the East City Industrial and Commercial Bureau."

"Hello! Miss Mei,"

the bureau chief replied with a smile, shaking her slender hand.

Both were smiling.

However, Mei's smile was a genuine smile of respect for her superior; but the bureau chief's smile was entirely different. Beneath his sweet smile lurked a terrible thought, one that was utterly terrifying.

He followed her graceful figure with his gaze until her round, shapely buttocks beneath her uniform skirt swayed elegantly into the conference room at the end of the corridor and disappeared from sight. It wasn't until long after that he snapped out of his daze. His first thought was, "Damn it, how could I let such a breathtaking beauty go to waste?"

He longed to rush over, carry her to his office bedroom, and have a good time with her, then keep her by his side to play with every day. His journey was filled with the soaring passion of a man and the fantasies of enjoying a beautiful woman.

When he returned to his director's office and sat in that large executive chair, his cunning nature and rationality returned. A dangerous conspiracy was brewing; a trap was being laid.

It was a lewd trap, and the prey in this trap was her—Mei.

"Director Dai, the meeting is about to start,"

the soft voice of Zhang Jingyi, the office director and secretary, interrupted his thoughts.

He couldn't lift his head and saw only his female secretary. Pointing to the documents on the table, he sternly ordered, "Come here. This document is a mess. What happened?"

The secretary paused, then quickly went to the director's side and cautiously asked, "Director Dai, where is it written wrong? Should I rewrite it?"

The uniform of the Industry and Commerce Bureau accentuated the mature and charming woman's allure. Unable to suppress his impulse, he suddenly pulled her onto his lap, pressing his head tightly against her full breasts. His large hand seized the opportunity to slip inside her uniform skirt, vigorously rubbing between her legs through her stockings and panties, teasingly saying, "You little slut, you've become more and more womanly in just a few days."

The secretary pushed the director away playfully, saying in a seductive voice, "Don't... Director Dai, there's a meeting coming up... Please... don't... here. I'll keep you company tonight."

"Yes, there's a meeting coming up, and right now my little brother wants a meeting,"

the director said, pointing to his already erect penis.

The female secretary seemed terrified of the bureau chief's lewd power, and had no choice but to obediently kneel between his legs. While unzipping his pants, she glanced at him with a seductive look, and said in a coquettish tone, "You rascal, I'm really fed up with you. Well,

I guess I'll just have to have a meeting with your little brother now..." She then lowered her head, which she usually displayed with arrogance in front of her colleagues.

Chapter 4 of "Women in the Officialdom": Like a Dream, Like Reality

. What was bound to happen would happen; the trap that had been laid long ago was quietly waiting for its prey to fall.

That day was Monday, and it was drizzling. The continuous rainy days made everyone feel annoyed.

May would never forget that day.

As soon as Mei Yi arrived at work, the bureau chief called her into his office and said, "Xiao Mei, could you go to the provincial capital for a meeting and training session with Sister Zhang from the office?

It'll probably take about a week." Zhang Jingyi, who had already entered the bureau chief's office, patted Mei Yi on the shoulder and teased, "Xiao Mei, you've performed well these past two months. Sending you to the provincial capital for the meeting and training session shows Director Dai's trust in you."

This Zhang Jingyi was about thirty years old, the director of the bureau's office and the bureau chief's secretary, and also a close confidante whom the bureau chief had personally promoted. Because she was particularly caring

and protective of Mei Yi, Mei Yi affectionately called her Sister Zhang. But Mei Yi, with a woman's intuition, sensed an unusual, ambiguous relationship between them. When a man and a woman develop a particularly intimate relationship, it's like dust in the sunlight—it can no longer be hidden from others' eyes.

"Director Dai, but I don't know anything about it,"

Mei Yi replied.

The bureau chief laughed heartily, staring into her eyes as he said, "Young people should be courageous and enterprising! Go out and get some experience, learn more. Go with Sister Zhang; she'll care about you and teach you. Don't worry."

For some reason, Mei felt a little flustered. She was afraid of his gaze, as if it could strip her naked. She had always felt the bureau chief's eyes were special, always reminding her of the first time she was naked in front of a man.

When Mei was a sophomore in college, she went home for summer vacation. One day, her boyfriend said his whole family wanted to invite her to their house for dinner. When she arrived, she discovered that her boyfriend's parents were actually away on a business trip. Her boyfriend, now her ex-husband, practically begged and forced her to strip naked, even taking a few steps back to admire her embarrassed and ashamed state, head bowed, hands unsure of what to do… After she left her boyfriend's house, she was no longer a virgin.

Frankly, May's first time wasn't particularly enjoyable. Even her married sex life didn't bring her the sexual satisfaction she'd longed for since maturing sexually. Naively, May thought female orgasm was just something you read about in books, not something so mysterious in reality.

When enjoying married sex, her boyfriend would slowly and deliberately awaken her desires, while May, yearning for that intense, exhilarating feeling, would become impatient, frantically shaking her hips in hopes of reaching that peak of pleasure as quickly as possible. But each time, just as orgasm was about to arrive, her boyfriend would lose his primal drive, collapsing onto her. It felt like having a cigarette but no lighter—incredibly frustrating.

Unsatisfied, May even wanted to get angry at him, but her inherent feminine reserve always held her back.

The inability to be fast when one should be fast, and slow when one should be slow, is something no woman can tolerate during sex.

Having already lost her virginity to him, May felt she had no other choice and stopped paying attention to other men. Now, she had to face the director every day. As time went on, she discovered that the director was a very masculine man. The depth in his handsome face when he was focused was something her inexperienced husband could never match. But when he was chatting and laughing, his wit revealed his extensive knowledge, displaying a powerful charm that almost made her heart flutter.

May often couldn't help but compare the director to her husband. Honestly, as a man, the former was far superior to the latter—whether in physique and temperament, or in ability and status. Whenever this happened, Mei Yi would blush, suppressing her racing heart, shaking her head and scolding herself inwardly, "Yi Yi, stop with these silly womanly habits. Don't be fooled by men's facades, be careful!"

Now, Mei Yi was experiencing that heartbeat again, but she immediately lowered her head to hide it, saying somewhat nervously, "Director Dai, are you going too?"

Actually, Mei Yi was most afraid of going on business trips with the director, and that was exactly what she was thinking. If she heard an affirmative answer, she would refuse without hesitation.

"Of course I'd like to accompany a beautiful woman like you on a business trip, but the mayor is coming to inspect our bureau tomorrow, and I really can't get away,"

the director said with a hearty laugh.

"Alright then, Director Dai, I'll tell my family first... tell them?"

As soon as she heard that the director wasn't going, Mei Yi's heart finally settled down, and she answered readily.

“Yes, yes. You should tell him that this training trip will last about a week, and that you can stay in touch with your family anytime you get to the provincial capital, so they won’t worry about you.”

The director’s understanding words and his generous and sincere laughter reached Mei Yi’s ears.

That afternoon, Mei Yi and Sister Zhang went to the provincial capital for a meeting. At that time, it took at least eight hours to get from Binhai to the provincial capital. They arrived at the hotel where the meeting was held at 9:30 p.m. Mei Yi, who was carsick on the way, fell asleep as soon as she got to the hotel.

In a hazy state, Mei felt as if she were dreaming. The bureau chief carried her to the bed. She wanted to refuse him, but her body and limbs were limp and powerless. An increasingly intense tingling and itching sensation clung to her nipples, traveling along unknown nerves throughout her body, reaching her heart and her warm, moist lower body, coursing through her sensitive skin, making it even more unbearable, an unbearable tingling and itching… Involuntarily, she raised her hips, cooperating with him to peel off her last remaining underwear, as if peeling away her last shred of shame, shamelessly indulging in the man's embrace.

Mei had often had "slightly erotic" dreams before, but they would always be jolted awake at the "crucial moment," causing her to harbor countless lingering resentments during her teenage years. But now, this dream felt so "real," even the touch of skin was so vivid, and she had never felt such "eroticism" that it made her particularly uncomfortable.

The realistic penetration made Mei realize that this really wasn't a dream.

"This can't be a dream. Sister Zhang tampered with the drink; I'm being drugged and raped!"

Mei's judgment was correct. It was a female aphrodisiac that the bureau chief brought back from abroad, secretly giving it to Sister Zhang before his business trip to drug.

This aphrodisiac was in powder form, colorless and odorless, and had a hypnotic effect. A woman only needed to ingest half a packet, and it would take effect within ten minutes. After fifteen minutes, she would feel burning with desire, and her vaginal lubrication would flow like a spring. Even the most chaste and strong-willed woman would desperately crave intercourse with a man, as if in a dream.

Sister Zhang had Mei ingest a whole packet at once. Her first time with the bureau chief was under similar circumstances, and she wanted to turn this elegant young woman into a wanton slut in his eyes.

Although May had a clear judgment and cried out "No, no," she could no longer control herself. She had given up resisting—her heart was in turmoil, all shame and reputation vanished in that instant. A rising desire for intercourse transformed into a warm current flowing down her body, her legs overflowing with desire. Tears welled in her eyes, tears she couldn't quite distinguish as either humiliation or longing, as she allowed the man to do as he pleased.

When May glimpsed her long legs being bent and pressed against her breasts, her buttocks forced off the bed, leaving her delicate, vulnerable area exposed to the hateful "enemy's" assault on her defenseless "battlefield," May's already wavering resistance vanished with a joyful cry. Her ripe flesh received the warm, full pleasure of penetration, making her realize how empty she had been all along! It made her feel sweet to the bone, and she plunged headlong into the sea of lust...

"Ah...ah...um...um..."

Her moans, a mixture of joy and grievance, a blend of resentment and allure, rose with increasing pleasure. The man's intense movements, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes grinding, sometimes thrusting, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, stirred ripples and waves in her paradise of pleasure, which had never been violated by an unlawful man before, scattering the woman's ever-flowing passion into every corner of the room.

As May was tossed ashore by the last giant wave of the turbulent ocean of love, her wet, delicate body limp beneath the man's broad, muscular chest, her mind went blank. In the throes of experiencing a woman's most exquisite moment, savoring the unforgettable pleasure, she involuntarily let out a soft, coquettish "Mmm," a shy and tender sigh escaping her lips: "Director Dai, you're so... naughty."

The seductive quality in her voice made May herself feel remorse and shyness; her blushing face resembled two peach blossoms tinged with a hazy, dreamlike glow, like a shy young girl in the throes of first love.

The bureau chief looked smugly at the beautiful woman lying limp in his arms. Her eyes were hazy, as if she was still immersed in the afterglow of her climax. Her fair skin was flushed with a slight blush, and her slightly parted mouth emitted soft breaths. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breaths, and her unconscious hands still lingered on her heaving breasts, as if trying to conceal her boundless charm...

Still not satisfied, the bureau chief saw Mei Yi's coquettish state, and his desire flared up. He smiled wickedly and said softly, "Little Mei, do you know? Actually, the first time I saw you, I was..." "You're mesmerized. Six months and sixteen days—what a long wait! I've suffered so much!"

The man couldn't help but kiss her beautiful, alluring lips, then cupped her flushed, tender face, gazing intently at his sexy prey beneath him. She was so...so incredibly arousing, even his slightly weary but still steadfastly holding his ground began to stir again. A new battle was about to erupt... (

Chapter 5: The Last Resistance

) But at this moment, Mei's eyes were wide open, her gaze terrifying. She sensed the presence of another woman, a familiar yet jealous gaze—it was Sister Zhang...

Sister Zhang lay languidly on another bed, her jade-like hand still gently caressing her slightly sagging breasts, her face still tinged with the afterglow of her orgasm. When Mei reached her climax, she had also reached it with her hand... Her watery, spring-like eyes never left the live broadcast—unfortunately, she wasn't the protagonist.

Oh my god! For a woman, being raped and brought to orgasm by a man is the greatest shame; to be raped in front of another woman is not only a physical act of possession but also a psychological humiliation; and to have her own body behave like that of a prostitute, which makes the shame of this humiliation even more profound.

Tears, which women always shed when they feel wronged, streamed down her face. May spat out words of hatred: "You...you're bullying me."

She wanted to call them "hooligans," but she changed her mind before the words came out.

Mei's demeanor made the bureau chief feel a real pleasure in toying with this beautiful female subordinate whose nature and will were in conflict. He had Sister Zhang by his side to dispel the pretty girl's shame, taking advantage of her fear that Sister Zhang would tell, so he could play with this rare beauty a little longer. After tasting even greater and more intense pleasures, she should be unable to resist admitting that she was just a woman.

There was another purpose to this: Sister Zhang would become an accomplice, and if the truth came out in the future, she would have no choice but to share the bureau chief's fate. It

was truly killing two birds with one stone!

"Hehe! Tonight, I'll savor the taste of killing two birds with one stone."

A lewd smile appeared on the bureau chief's face.

"Little Mei, now that you're my woman, you don't need to pretend to be a saint... or act innocent anymore!...Hehe, let me tell you, a woman like you is born to be a man's plaything. Humph! I'll let you know how powerful I am, and make you feel ecstatic again!..."

What he needed now was to completely conquer her with practical actions—the sexy beauty beneath him.

Lost in the throes of orgasm, May was jolted awake. Seeing that lewd smile, shame deepened, and regret overwhelmed her…

She felt a pang of guilt, feeling she had betrayed her husband, feeling like a thoroughly wanton woman, and tears of sorrow streamed down her face.

When she felt the man's strong pectoral muscles squeezing and rubbing against her full breasts, when she felt his still-erect penis throbbing again, when his smoky mouth invaded her lips once more, her physical desire was reignited.

But May tried her best to restrain herself, because she knew deeply what awaited her if she didn't resist; she couldn't afford to make another mistake. She began to resist fiercely, passively struggling and twisting her alluring body.

"Ugh… um… ugh…"

This was the only whimper May could utter, yet the sound was so seductive and sinful, further fueling the man's masculine desire to conquer.

After a long while, the man's mouth finally left her lips, but his buttocks began to slowly rise and fall.

"Director Dai, please stop right now! Otherwise, I'll call for help!"

The moment the director released Mei's lips, she cried out firmly, ignoring her breath, hoping to stop herself from being raped again.

But the director wouldn't listen. Instead, he said maliciously, "Go ahead and scream. This is a three-star hotel with the best soundproofing. Nobody outside can hear you. Your screams will only excite me more."

"Ugh...no, please, you can't do this...I have a husband...please stop!"

Mei's remaining rationality made her try to persuade the director, hoping he would realize he was doing something wrong and stop what he was doing to her.

The man's lips didn't leave her despite her struggles. Instead, they traveled along her slender neck, finally kissing her chest. When he reached her chest, Director Wang paused slightly. Firm, full breasts like Mei's were more likely to arouse a male's interest.

The bureau chief gently caressed May's firm yet incredibly soft breasts. He took one of her breasts into his mouth and suckled like a baby, his greedy tongue flicking at the rosy nipple. The sounds of

"sucking...sucking..."

filled the hotel room, and her fair breasts were soon covered in the man's saliva. The rosy nipple, already a beautiful adornment on her fair skin, now shimmered with a seductive glow, even more alluring.

"Ugh...no...help!"

May cried out desperately. This struggle was the most intense she had ever made; she didn't know why, nor whether it would even work. Women are truly wondrous creatures.

Unfortunately, the bureau chief paid no heed to her feeble efforts; he was only interested in toying with her skilled body, directly attacking her self-respect and sense of shame as a woman.

He wouldn't easily abandon the trap he had so meticulously set. The hunter has his rules, and the prey in the trap has its own fate; this is a dog-eat-dog world.

"What are you yelling about, you slut? What are you doing yelling like that in the middle of the night? How are people supposed to rest? Others have meetings tomorrow. How can someone your age have so little sense of public decency!"

The bureau chief humiliated her while comforting her, "Alright, now it's just you and me in the whole room, and of course, there's a witness who saw you being horny."

Hearing the bureau chief's words, the distraught Mei Yi had no choice but to turn to Sister Zhang for help.

"Sister Zhang... I... we're all... we're all women... please save me! Waaah..."

Mei Yi hadn't given up her last resistance, struggling and crying. She was like a drowning person clinging to Sister Zhang as her last straw.

At this moment, Sister Zhang felt a mixture of schadenfreude and a strange jealousy. The moment she saw Mei Yi being penetrated, she believed that this beautiful young woman would eventually be conquered by the bureau chief as well. She had experienced his extraordinary abilities in this area, and she both loved and feared the lecherous bureau chief's superhuman capabilities.

Although it's difficult for women to make friends, Zhang Jie's compassionate nature stirred her sympathy for the pitiful Mei Yi. She always believed that every woman deserved sympathy. What

could she possibly offer Mei Yi? She was nothing more than a sex slave to the lustful bureau chief. So, Zhang Jie could only help her in the manner of a sex slave, while also "comforting" her own unbearable lust.

"Bureau Chief Dai, be gentle! How far are you going to torture this delicate wife? She just experienced an orgasm; she can't take this kind of torture..."

"Xiao Mei, you too! You were moaning so loudly from Bureau Chief Dai's ministrations! And now you're pretending to be a virtuous woman!..."

As she spoke, Zhang Jie couldn't help but press her slightly flushed body against the bureau chief's equally warm body, her hand already reaching behind him, gently caressing his testicles, touching the area where they were joined—to arouse the bureau chief.

Sister Zhang felt her mind completely consumed by lust. A seductive smile played on her lips as she bent down and shamelessly licked the area where the director and Mei Yi were joined.

The director, however, paid no heed, only indulging in the pleasure of Mei Yi's sensual body.

"Come on… um, Sister Zhang… Director Dai

, please have some self-respect…" Seeing Sister Zhang's attempt to dissuade her, Mei Yi struggled even more fiercely, her hands pounding against the director's strong body in a desperate attempt to resist. To outsiders, it seemed less like resistance and more like a provocation of the man's desire.

But Mei Yi was wrong. The stronger she resisted, the more she aroused the man's masculine violence, bringing only humiliation upon herself. But what wrong had Mei Yi done? A woman's unique physiological structure destined her to be the victim of male aggression.

Suddenly, a sharp "slap" shattered the tense atmosphere. Enraged, the director slapped Mei Yi hard across the face. The slap wasn't heavy, but it was remarkably crisp. After the slap, the woman's rosy cheeks gained even more radiance.

"What are you yelling about? You filthy bitch, who do you think you are? You hypocrite!"

Director Wang roared.

"When I was playing with you just now, look at how wanton you were. I only touched you a few times and you reached orgasm, and you even ejaculated. You're a fucking slut."

The bureau chief cursed viciously, relentlessly hurling filthy insults at her. He was nothing like a modern, civilized person with a higher education; he only wanted to strip Mei of her dignity. Only by utterly stripping her of her dignity and trampling her underfoot could he truly and forever make this beautiful woman his plaything, his sex slave!

Chapter 6 of "Women in the Officialdom: Enjoying Pain

": "Cough, Mei, you're so charming, but you're so stubborn. If you were with Director Dai, you'd have everything. Why bother with that poor, destitute man? Forget about your husband… Enjoy life to the fullest…"

Sister Zhang seized the opportunity to lean over, gently stroking her disheveled hair and lightly kissing away her tears, comforting her.

All resistance only brought the man's rage. Helpless Mei was stunned by the beating. Sister Zhang's gentle words made her sob, and fresh tears flowed silently like a spring.

“Xiao Mei, you’re much luckier than me. Back then, Director Dai wasn’t so gentle with me. He used all sorts of methods on me—bondage, whipping, candle dripping, anal rape—he didn’t stop. Although I was very unwilling, his technique was excellent, and his stamina was superb. He raped me again and again, leaving me completely helpless. In the end, I completely succumbed to him and became a woman completely controlled by lust.”

Sister Zhang continued, pressing her advantage, seemingly finding a reason for her own promiscuity.

“Xiao Mei, just let go of everything, throw everything away. Don’t act like a saint, don’t be shy, don’t be reserved. Be a truly frivolous and wanton harlot. You just realized it yourself. As a woman, you’re not very willing to give yourself to Director Dai… You’ve been through this, you should understand what I mean.”

Sister Zhang continued to guide the helpless Mei Yi while kissing her sensitive earlobe, her tongue gently licking the edge of it.

Sister Zhang's kisses were so gentle and sweet, it was as if a warm, gentle fire was burning her the moment she touched her lips. An intensely tingling sensation kept assaulting Mei's nerves, giving her a unique feeling—the honest reaction of a mature woman's body to gentle sucking.

"Little Mei," Sister Zhang said, "I'll teach you a way to forget your pain. You have to enjoy it to the fullest. You have to treat yourself like a wanton woman, completely cooperating with him, letting him do whatever he wants. Don't hold back at all, and you'll be able to enjoy all kinds of pleasure."

The woman's words shook Mei's mental defenses, triggering waves of bitterness in her heart...

Mei didn't know why, perhaps it was Sister Zhang's gentle sucking, but she felt herself gradually softening. Her previously tense body gradually relaxed, easily experiencing a soft, sweet feeling. This indescribable, strange pleasure, like a spring breeze, swept over her ravaged heart.

"Little Mei, if it feels good, just moan... It's very pleasurable..."

Sister Zhang said, nibbling lightly on Mei's earlobe.

At this moment, Mei could no longer resist Sister Zhang's corrupting influence and seduction. She knew she could hardly escape her fate of further humiliation; the world had already abandoned her. She could only lie there, sobbing softly, tears streaming down her face, silently suppressing her desires while giving up her final struggle. "I'm finished, I'm just a withered flower anyway, let them ruin me..."

she sighed inwardly. The desire to completely surrender her body and soul to their manipulation became an irresistible demon in Mei's heart.

Yes, it was better to greet pain with a smile than to passively endure it.

"Little Mei, listen to your older sister, lean on me, relax completely, let me give you pleasure!"

Sister Zhang, who was well-versed in this art, knew how to arouse a woman's desires, and her kisses became deeper and more passionate. Her hands, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, gently and skillfully teased Mei's heart. Her large, purplish-black nipples rubbed wantonly against Mei's pink nipples. Her slender hands constantly drew out strands of sticky fluid from the point where Mei and the man were joined, deliberately smearing it on Mei's face and breasts...

"Mmm...no...so embarrassing..."

Teased by Sister Zhang like this, Mei couldn't help but moan with shame, but the joy and anticipation in her heart were honestly expressed in her body's reaction.

"Little Mei's nipples are really sensitive."

Because they were of the same sex, Sister Zhang's caresses were even gentler and more delicate, playing with Mei's weaknesses at will. Although these breasts weren't as large as her own, they were firmer and more elastic, especially those two cherry-red nipples, which were so sexy that once you sucked on them, it was hard to let go.

If Mei's nipples were like red cherries, then Sister Zhang's nipples were like purple grapes.

Mei's sensuality was completely awakened, and she was overwhelmed with shame.

Soon, Mei Yi, increasingly intoxicated by passion, felt her body burning hot. A warm, slippery sensation emanated from her sensitive nipples, which were now slightly flushed. Her bright red nipples hardened, trembling prominently on her full breasts, allowing Zhang Jie to fondle them.

"Ah...no...I'm so ashamed..."

Was Mei Yi feeling humiliation? Anger? Or pleasure? Perhaps no one could say for sure, not even herself. She began to sob again, her tears falling like pear blossoms in the rain, even her weeping was beautiful, so charming, so pitiful.

Such a sensual scene aroused even the man gently thrusting into Mei Yi; his buttocks began to rhythmically and skillfully grind and squeeze. Pleasure quickly spread throughout Mei Yi's body. In the midst of the combined teasing of man and woman, stimulated by the aphrodisiac, she could barely control her consciousness; her spirit was slowly crumbling.

But Sister Zhang, standing nearby, didn't let her off the hook either. She practically pressed her upper body against Mei Yi's, her hands cupping Mei Yi's full breasts and kissing them greedily yet tenderly. Her sweet little mouth would occasionally suckle and gently nibble at Mei Yi's sweet nipples

, the bites light but just right. Clear traces of the sucked fluid remained on her white breasts, glistening in the dim light of the room. Her breasts, coated with a layer of moisture, were even more arousing, quickly causing Mei Yi's delicate body to tremble violently. Her suppressed breathing became rapid and intense again, her chest heaving more and more, and a surge of heat rose within her body once more. Having tasted the sweetness of her first orgasm, her desire seemed even stronger than before.

Suddenly, Director Dai abruptly bent Mei Yi's fair and slender legs and lifted them high forward, suspending her buttocks in mid-air. The man's action exposed the most intimate parts of her body, nestled between her thighs, to a man who was not her husband, making them appear even more alluring and plump.

"Ugh...you scoundrel..."

Although May still felt humiliated by this rough treatment, she no longer resisted as before. Under the man's ministrations, she once again let out a moan of shame mixed with pleasure...

"Ugh...don't...it hurts...it's sore...please...stop rubbing...um—humph..."

As her body was caressed, her breasts sucked, and her sensitive genitals rubbed by the man, the aphrodisiac in her body took effect once more. An unbearable tingling sensation spread from her private parts throughout her body. Only then did May realize that all her subconscious resistance was futile. She could only let this man ravage her. Rather than resist, she might as well enjoy it.

Watching Director Dai's actions, Sister Zhang recalled that "torturing" thing and couldn't help but feel a longing. She felt a tingling sensation deep inside herself, and one hand involuntarily reached down to her crotch, caressing and playing with the ripe, untouched peach...

Director Dai didn't let her off the hook either. He began to use the elasticity of the Simmons mattress to quickly raise his hips and then slam them down heavily, each time penetrating to the hilt, his hips slamming heavily against the woman's round, protruding buttocks...

"Slap... slap..." The impact

made Mei Yi's raised buttocks gradually turn red, and a seductive, alluring look appeared in her half-closed eyes...

"Ah...no...um...be gentle..."

The intense pleasure of the thrusting made her dizzy, her delicate body trembling involuntarily, her whole being feeling the immense impact and shock. Her mouth was half-open, her two cherry-red lips forming an "O" shape, moaning "Oh, oh," waves of wonderful pleasure assaulting Mei's consciousness, completely dominating her already hazy brain. Instinctively, her hands returned to Zhang Jie's head, pressing hard against her breasts in pursuit of more pleasure, her mouth also emitting sexy moans.

"Ah ah...oh...ah ah" The sounds made it impossible for onlookers to tell whether it was unbearable pain or unparalleled pleasure.

"It feels so good, didn't you listen to your sister? This is the real you, you little slut!"

Zhang Jie stopped sucking, pressing her body tightly against Mei's chest, lifting her head that had been pressed down, teasingly hurling insults.

"No...no...yes...ah ah" Hearing Zhang Jie's insulting words, Mei couldn't help but feel ashamed. "No, no, I'm not a promiscuous slut, so why do I feel pleasure from being played with like this? Even that light slap from the chief brought a sense of pleasure! I'm so despicable! Mei, give up! You've fallen! You're no longer the noble Miss Mei. You're just the chief's sex toy! You deserve to be insulted and played with by another woman, Sister Zhang!" Mei,

being played with, was powerless to refute or even argue back. It seemed that deep down, she even somewhat enjoyed this feeling; of course, it was just a faint feeling. In fact, every normal woman in life has, to some extent, a natural instinct to be conquered, insulted, or even abused. Women! They're born a little bit cheap!

"Ah... um... ah... ah ah..." Mei couldn't control her mouth in pleasure. Women are born with a desire for satisfaction, especially with the doubled dose of aphrodisiac.

Hearing the beauty's moans, the man's fierce desire to conquer intensified his attack, launching wave after wave of relentless assaults, relentlessly and intensely pounding into the woman's yielding body. He pounded between Mei's legs until they felt like a quagmire, unable to withstand the man's deep, hard yet tender heat within her. Her vibrant red buds protruded from the quagmire—eagerly welcoming him, their soft petals being turned inside out and pulled in. Again and again, he rubbed and smoothed the layers of budding folds on her petals, penetrating her slippery flower path, reaching straight to the stamen…

The "plop…plop…plop" sounds were particularly loud in the quiet midnight, interspersed with the man's panting and the woman's moans… Each sound filled Zhang Jie with both jealousy and desire, making her even more unrestrained in her actions, dutifully playing the role the man desired…

Her humiliation of Mei and her work with Director Dai were so perfectly coordinated; Zhang Jie truly deserved to be the director's secretary.

The intense pleasure drove May to a frenzy, causing her to involuntarily sway her snowy buttocks in response to Director Dai's thrusts. The fire of desire within her seemed to be burning faster, making her yearn for even more intense impact.

"Ahhhhh," it's coming, it's coming again. That wonderful feeling descended upon May's body once more, the feeling she had longed for. Her former feminine dignity could no longer control her wanton movements. Her legs unconsciously wrapped around the man's swaying waist, instinctively responding.

"Ahhhhh...no...ah...harder ahhhhh..." It seemed as if some liquid was about to be aroused, causing May, who was being fucked, to sing out in waves of "Oh...oh...oh...oh...it's coming" again and again, her slender body trembling violently...

"It...ahhhhh...I...ahhhhhh..." The tingling, wonderful feeling made May not know what she wanted to say. She just moaned incoherently, her plump, white buttocks swaying involuntarily.

"Ah...ah..."

Suddenly, Mei's whole body tensed, her head shaking violently, her already disheveled hair becoming even more tangled. Her upper body arched high, once again clearly displaying the beautiful lines of her body, trembling noticeably and rhythmically. Her hands instinctively clung tightly to Zhang Jie's head, eagerly welcoming the arrival of her climax. Mei let out a satisfied moan,

"Ah..." Finally, with a blissful cry, Mei's orgasm was triggered once more. The precious yin essence hidden deep within her body rippled and swayed out with the surging lustful fluid, the feeling as if she were gradually ascending to a fairyland, a feeling she had never experienced before. "So beautiful, such a wonderful feeling," Mei silently told herself after her climax. 11-02 The Woman in the Officialdom, Chapter 7: The Slave Woman. When Director Dai felt Mei Yi's flower core rhythmically opening and closing, like a small mouth tightly sucking at him, he also felt that he was on the verge of climaxing. He didn't want to ejaculate his semen so quickly, so he gritted his teeth and endured it. Perhaps it was too intense stimulation, or perhaps Director Dai was too excited. The strong contractions deep inside Mei Yi's flower core made him feel an indescribable tingling sensation. His ejaculation gate loosened, and a little semen flowed out uncontrollably. However, he did not give up his male dignity and continued to advance, only slowing down. Watching Mei Yi being brought to orgasm, Sister Zhang next to him felt even more itchy. Seeing that the man's actions continued, she couldn't help but give up licking Mei Yi, raised her head, shook her big buttocks, and pleaded, "Let Mei Yi rest for a while, please come and fuck me." Mei Yi looked at Sister Zhang gratefully. Although she dared not speak, the expression in her eyes had already revealed her feelings clearly. Even though Sister Zhang's words sounded so lewd. "Please, I...I can't take it anymore, please...please spare me, I really can't..." Mei Yi's pleas, almost to the point of exhaustion from the rape, were a woman's heartfelt pleas, a complete and utter plea, a surrender offered by a woman conquered. Strangely, she felt no hatred for the director; instead, a sense of comfort, gratitude, and submission welled up within her. It was as if she were grateful that the man she had long admired and secretly loved had finally shown her favor, allowing her, at twenty-six, to finally experience the sweet taste of sexual climax she had never known before. Hearing such pleas, Director Dai let out a triumphant laugh and gradually stopped thrusting. He knew this woman, like Sister Zhang, had been completely conquered by him. From now on, whenever he needed her, this elegant young woman would strip naked without resistance, allowing him to rape and ravage her. However, due to their different personalities, Mei Yi couldn't completely forget her shame like Sister Zhang. Two young women, one as vibrant and unrestrained as a peach blossom, the other as elegant and reserved as a lotus, each with their own unique charm! What a pair of beautiful women in the officialdom! After catching his breath, Director Dai grabbed Sister Zhang's hair, forced her down, and pulled out his half-erect penis. He held it up to Sister Zhang's face, saying, "You slutty bitch, come here and lick it clean." His penis was covered in a mixture of the woman's vaginal fluid and the man's semen, the pungent stench filling Sister Zhang's nose. A pang of sadness shot through her, and she hesitated. But seeing Director Dai's threatening gaze, the words of refusal she wanted to say were swallowed back. "Hurry up and lick! Let Xiao Yi'er see your slutty side," Director Dai urged. "You don't want to, huh? Think it over carefully. Even if you beg me to let you lick, it won't work!" Seeing Sister Zhang hesitate, Director Dai unleashed his lewd power. "Aren't you coming to lick? You slutty slave!" Every woman has a submissive nature. Even with a hint of dissatisfaction in her heart, Sister Zhang still grasped the man's penis, skillfully pulled back the foreskin with her fingers, and resignedly stuck out her fragrant tongue. Suppressing her shame and disgust, she gently touched the man's penis, her tongue constantly roaming and licking. Her head also moved from side to side, helplessly cleaning around the man's penis. "Still not taking it in, you bitch."

Director Dai slapped Sister Zhang's buttocks hard, shouting with barely suppressed urges.

Sister Zhang obediently opened her mouth and took Director Dai's filthy penis into her mouth, licking the glans with her tongue, then moving to the urethral opening at the tip for a more thorough cleaning, gently circling it, releasing a pungent, salty taste.

Meanwhile, Mei lay quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, seemingly savoring the moment or regretting it. Her long, black hair was disheveled on the bed, her body still limp, unable to muster any strength. She let her constantly writhing vulva be stained with the gushing fluid, even neglecting to clean the sticky fluid hanging from her white buttocks. The

shy Mei wanted to close her eyes tightly to avoid the erotic scene unfolding before her eyes.

She could close her eyes, but she couldn't close her ears.

Zhang Jie's faint moans, accompanied by the soft "pop...pop" of her vibrating flute, filled the air. Combined with the lingering aphrodisiac, Mei Yi's breathing quickened, forcing her to finally surrender to her arousal. She half-opened her eyes, as if in resignation.

She wanted to see, yet dared not look. Women, oh women!

Zhang Jie, her buttocks raised, knelt before the man, swaying her hips and performing every imaginable act of a prostitute to please her client. She seemed to be setting a good example for Mei Yi.

With that one glance, Mei Yi could no longer control her curious eyes. The ecstatic scene before her was something no one could bear to look away from. It was something she had never dared to even think about since becoming a woman, let alone do. Every time her husband made such an excessive request, her upbringing had instilled in her a righteous and firm refusal.

Lost in the moment, Mei remained in that shameful posture, watching Zhang Jie servilely lick Dai Ju's filthy penis. She was unaware that the effects of the aphrodisiac hadn't fully worn off and were beginning to build in this lewd atmosphere. She even thought she truly was so wanton.

Truly, "Where can a beautiful woman teach the flute?"...

"And the testicles

," Dai Ju commanded. "Hold them in your mouth, carefully."

Under Dai Ju's instruction, Zhang Jie couldn't help but tilt her head to the side of the hard penis, taking the wrinkled testicles into her mouth. She diligently used her tongue to manipulate the two spheres in her mouth, her tongue not missing a single black fold on the man's scrotum, gently tracing each black groove, licking out the fishy, foul-smelling fluid. This caused the two testicles inside the man's scrotum to roll around, the slight impact bringing waves of tingling pleasure to the man.

Under Sister Zhang's focused and gentle licking, Director Dai's lust intensified, and his penis became even harder. He happily stroked Sister Zhang's black hair, saying contentedly, "So comfortable, Yi Nu is so good! Want more with your hands?"

Sister Zhang quickly lifted the man's swaying testicles with her hands, gently stroking them back and forth, so careful and cautious, afraid of hurting him with even the slightest pressure. Those were a man's treasure!

A treasure that women both love and hate!

Sister Zhang's obedient actions brought Director Dai to the peak of pleasure; it was the most pleasurable action for any man in the world, except for eunuchs, of course.

Although the beauty beneath him had aroused his recently released lust, Director Dai maintained a degree of clarity amidst his excitement. He didn't want to surrender to Sister Zhang so quickly; it was time to let Little Yi'er see how Sister Zhang begged him to fuck her.

"Mmm! So good! So good! Damn, that's how a man should be! Yi Nu, go lie down, stick your horny ass out, and let your master fuck you from behind!"

Director Dai said, slapping Zhang Jie's lustful face as he pulled out his hard penis.

Zhang Jie, who had been longing for a man's penis to penetrate her, obediently turned around and climbed onto Mei Yi, kneeling there with her eyes closed. She eagerly stuck her round ass out high and swayed it shamelessly, then turned back and begged, "Please, Master, fuck Yi Nu. Please, Master, hurry up and put it in!"

Her noble appearance and gentle voice spoke incredibly lewd words. Zhang Jie's answer made Mei Yi feel ashamed, and she could hardly believe her ears.

However, Director Dai did not do as she wished. He just circled around her wet entrance, grinding her glistening clitoris, or occasionally the head of his penis would go in a little to explore before quickly withdrawing, keeping Zhang Jie's appetite whetted.

That was something no mature woman seeking pleasure could endure; it was a cruel yet pleasurable torment.

Sister Zhang couldn't help but let out desperate moans, her buttocks arching back, instinctively chasing the man's hard penis with an expression of intense longing.

"Do you want your master's big cock?"

Director Dai continued his training, slapping Sister Zhang's buttocks with his hard penis.

Consumed by lust, Sister Zhang disregarded the shame of having female companions present, panting and pleading, "Ah... Director... Master... this lowly slave wants... more!"

Although Director Dai was training Sister Zhang, he was also subtly training Mei Yi.

"Want... want what! Want... this lowly slave," Director Dai continued, slapping Sister Zhang's buttocks hard.

"Want! Want... Master's big... big cock to... to this lowly slave's cunt..."

Sister Zhang responded dreamily, responding to her master's desires, like a cute little dog begging for its master's reward. The shame of not being able to face her companion almost made her cry.

"Bitch, if you want it, spank your ass and shake it,"

the man wickedly barked.

Two streams of hot, glistening tears flowed uncontrollably down Zhang Jie's flushed cheeks. Perhaps a sudden return of reason made her realize her shame and try to resist, but the pleasure of being disciplined by the man quickly overwhelmed Zhang Jie, who was crawling like a dog. The intense sensual sensations made her disregard all self-respect and obediently slap her own ass hard, obediently shaking her plump, white buttocks to beg for the man's deep penetration, so she could quickly escape into the whirlpool of lust that numbed her brain.

What a pair of utterly subservient women!

(Chapter 1 of "The Corrupt Official's Scandalous History: Mayor Liang")

"Waaah...waaah...waaah...waaah..."

A series of piercing sirens blared as a police car led the way, followed by an ambulance, speeding down the road. Passersby turned to look, wondering what serious accident had occurred.

Inside the hospital, the hospital director and the heads of various departments were on high alert.

"Is the ECG ready?"

"The backup machine is already set up."

"What about the ultrasound?"

"Ready to go at any moment."

"What about the MTRT?"

"There's still one patient inside; those waiting in line have been told to come back tomorrow."

"Get the MTRT done quickly! Oh, and send someone to bring Professor Huang back from his vacation."

In the chaos, an ambulance drove into the hospital, and a group of doctors and nurses, led by the director, rushed forward, frantically taking the patient inside.

Two hours later, the director, covered in sweat, arrived at the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital, carrying a thick stack of test results. "Mayor Liang, after our careful examination and discussion by the expert group, we believe your health is excellent. Your dizziness and chest tightness are likely due to your busy work schedule and lack of rest."

"Lack of rest, huh?" The man in his fifties, lying on the hospital bed, pondered. Yes, he had indeed been too busy lately: last week he accompanied the Party Secretary to Hong Kong for an investment promotion conference, spending four or five days there; upon returning, he accompanied visiting leaders on inspection tours; last night he finally managed to squeeze in some free time to sneak off to meet his mistress, Miss Guan. He must have been out all night and hadn't slept well. It's all that little slut's fault, always wanting more…

"Mayor, Mayor!"

Secretary Cheng, who was standing nearby, noticed the mayor's strange expression and hurriedly reminded him.

"Ah, yes, yes! It must be because I've been too busy with work lately. You know how serious the unemployment problem is right now, I'm even thinking about how to solve it when I'm trying to sleep!"

"Yes, yes, Mayor, you really work hard for the citizens."

"By the way, Dean Shen, do the experts have any other opinions?"

"Well, we've studied it and believe that although the mayor's health is fine, for the sake of his health, we recommend that he receive a course of imported amino acids to boost his immunity. What does the mayor think? These amino acids are a tonic and have absolutely no side effects!"

"Okay, go and arrange it for me."

After Dean Shen left, Mayor Liang instructed his secretary, "Xiao Cheng, you should cancel the banquet at Hongfa Group tonight. And I won't be going to the ribbon-cutting ceremony at Huaqiao Middle School tomorrow either. I want to rest for a couple of days."

Lun Yiping carried the syringe of medicine towards the VIP ward. The dean opened the prescription, and the task of giving the mayor the injection naturally fell to her, who was known as "the hospital's first injection specialist." Having just finished her night shift, she dragged her weary body as she walked, grumbling to herself: "The work is done by the subordinates, but the leaders always get the credit first. It's so unfair!"

The mayor lay bored on his bed, his mind wandering, when a knock came at the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the mayor's eyes were immediately drawn to a beautiful nurse.

Tall and slender, her long legs were encased in pure white stockings. A faint smile graced her delicate face, and her long hair was curled up and hidden under her nurse's cap. Her high breasts swayed with her movements, revealing her full figure and mature charm.

"Mayor, hello, I'm Nurse Lun Yiping, here to give you your injection,"

Yiping said with a smile.

"Ah, yes, yes, Nurse Lun, thank you for your trouble."

Seeing the mayor's distraught appearance, Yiping found it amusing, but it also boosted her confidence in her looks and figure.

Since giving birth to her daughter Xiaowen at the age of 20, her life had been uneventful. Limited by financial constraints, she used the same ordinary skincare products as her colleagues. However, she seemed unable to age. Coupled with her love of exercise, her figure remained unchanged after childbirth; at 37, she looked only about 27 or 28, making her colleagues incredibly envious. Some young doctors who came for internships, unaware of the situation, tried to pursue her. Once they learned her identity and age, they were all extremely surprised and embarrassed, often becoming the subject of jokes among her colleagues.

When Yiping bent down to give the mayor an injection, the mayor's eyes were fixed on Yiping's round buttocks, still clearly defined beneath her clothes, imagining himself moving between those thighs, and he couldn't help but drool.

Suddenly, the mayor felt as if he had been bitten by an ant. Looking down, he realized the injection had been completed. Yiping's "painless injection" technique was already a specialty of the hospital, and with the mayor in a daze, the effect was naturally even better.

"Excellent! Truly top-notch technique!"

Hearing the mayor's praise, Yiping felt very happy. Although many patients had said similar things before, it felt different coming from such an important figure as the mayor.

Yiping quickly hung up the IV bag and adjusted the drip rate.

"Mayor, since this is your first time receiving this medication, I've slowed down the rate. It should be finished in about two hours."

"That long? How about you stay and chat with me?"

Since the mayor had requested it, and the hospital director had assigned her to specifically serve the mayor, Yiping pulled up a chair and started chatting with him.

Yiping was gradually drawn in by the mayor's witty remarks, extensive knowledge, and friendly attitude, and time passed quickly. The IV drip was finished, and the mayor had a pretty good grasp of Yiping's background.

Before leaving, he said to Yiping, "With such excellent skills and a good attitude, how come you're still just a nurse? This won't do. I need to give Director Shen some feedback."

Upon hearing this, Yiping's heart pounded.

Because she had no connections, she had been a regular nurse at the hospital for twenty years. She knew that skills alone weren't enough, but she wasn't the type to pull strings or use connections. Once, when the hospital was allocating housing, she braced herself and went to the director's house with gifts, but after sitting there for ages, she couldn't get a word in edgewise. Finally, she dropped her things and fled. Luckily, she still got a unit, but she vowed never to do such a thing again.

Now, the mayor had offered her a position—this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! But would the mayor recommend her simply because of her superior skills? Or did he have some ulterior motive? That look in the mayor's eyes earlier… But it would be a shame to miss this opportunity.

In an instant, countless thoughts raced through Yiping's mind.

"Then…then…that's too much trouble for you, Mayor."

Seeing Yiping's thoughtful and considerate demeanor, the mayor chuckled inwardly: this kind of woman is easy to handle.

The next day, when the mayor came for his injection, Yiping served him even more attentively, but the words she wanted to say always ended up stuck in her throat. The mayor, wanting to keep Yiping in suspense, pretended to have forgotten about the matter.

On the third and final day, Yiping knew this opportunity would be lost forever, so she mustered her courage and said, "Mayor, you said the day before yesterday you would talk to the director…"

"Ah, yes, I mentioned it to Director Shen, and he said he would hold a meeting to discuss it."

"Is that so?"

Yiping was disappointed. She knew what "discussing it" meant; either Director Shen was making excuses for the mayor, or the mayor was

making excuses for her. Sigh, forget it. Promotion and wealth are not for someone like me. I'd better just be honest.

The mayor leered at Yiping's curvaceous figure, plotting his own scheme.

Both preoccupied with their own thoughts, the IV drip slowly finished in the oppressive atmosphere.

As Lun Yiping bent down to remove the IV and apply the bandage, the mayor greedily peered into her neckline, only to see a large expanse of snow-white chest. Because of her bent-over posture, her breasts drooped heavily, barely concealed by her thin bra. Through the deep cleavage, he could see her slender waist and even her panties.

The mayor suddenly felt an erection, a painful swelling. He ignored it all and decided to get to work first!

The mayor said to Yiping, "Xiao Lun, thank you so much."

Yiping, oblivious to the mayor's strange behavior, joked, "So, Mayor, how are you going to thank me?"

"Like this!"

The mayor suddenly reached his hand inside Yiping's neckline and grabbed her breast; his other hand pressed down on her round buttocks, and Yiping fell onto the mayor.

Yiping was initially startled and struggled violently. The mayor hugged her tightly, his warm lips close to her ear as he whispered, "Xiao Lun, Dean Shen has agreed to promote you to head nurse."

Yi Ping's heart skipped a beat. Head nurse! This was something she had longed for for over twenty years! Her struggles unconsciously weakened.

The mayor bit her earlobe, licking it back and forth. A strange sensation washed over Yi Ping. She twisted her body, trying to escape the mayor's harassment, but dared not move too much, afraid of angering him.

"Mayor, don't do this, don't do this..."

The mayor saw more shame than resistance in Yi Ping's struggles, so he ignored her and continued to grope her.

The hand on her chest pushed up her bra, and a pair of beautiful breasts bounced out. The mayor's hand tightly grasped one breast, slowly caressing it, savoring the full peak, his thumb and forefinger pinching her nipple.

"Ah!"

Yiping felt as if she had been electrocuted; a tingling sensation flowed from her nipple throughout her body, and she went limp.

If the mayor's words had shattered her defenses, now even her body was betraying her.

The mayor's other hand was not idle either, lifting her skirt and gently stroking Yiping's stockinged thigh. The smoothness of the stockings allowed the mayor's hand to slide around, floating aimlessly.

The mayor's warm hand, through the stockings, gave Yiping a completely new sensation. She couldn't quite describe what it was, only that she didn't resist; in fact, she quite enjoyed the touch.

The mayor's hand traveled up her thighs, finally stopping at the exposed, soft skin between her stockings and panties. Perhaps due to her love of exercise, Yiping's thigh muscles were still quite firm, not much different from when she was a teenager. The mayor rubbed her shapely thighs with great caress, enjoying the slippery feel of what he couldn't tell if it was sweat or vaginal fluid. Finally, he gently slipped his hand inside her panties, probing between her thighs.

Yiping was initially dazed by the mayor's actions, but she still sensed his intentions. She tightly clamped his hand between her thighs.

"Mayor, don't do it anymore..."

The mayor ignored her, placing his index finger on her labia and slowly rubbing it back and forth.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Yiping trembled all over, her tense body softening once more, succumbing to the mayor's caresses.

Although Yiping was still panting and pleading, "Mayor, no...no," her body was already highly sensitive and aroused. Her nipples were hard and erect, and her vaginal fluid was flowing out in waves.

The mayor knew Yiping was aroused. He turned her over and placed her on the bed, then straddled her, unbuckling her belt and pulling her clothes apart to reveal a fair and delicate body.

Her bra was pushed up above her breasts, her two peaks standing tall, the nipples hard and engorged like jewels. Her panties were soaked, revealing glimpses of her dark skin.

The mayor's mouth went dry. He thought of the nurse uniforms in Japanese porn films he'd seen. Although this wasn't as alluring as those films, this was a real nurse, not an actress!

This was his first time playing this uniform game, and the mayor was incredibly excited. He lowered his head and gently licked Yiping's thigh through her stockings. Her delicate skin radiated an amazing allure through the mesh of the stockings, and the mayor licked with fervor, completely absorbed. The itchy, strange, and pleasurable sensation thrilled Yiping, and she trembled as she released even more passionate fluid.

Seeing that the time was right, the mayor first stripped off his own clothes, then pulled down Yiping's panties.

Yiping lay sprawled on her nurse's uniform, her bra half-dangling over her breasts, her thighs clad in thin stockings, and white leather sandals on her feet. Her black pubic hair was already soaked with arousal fluid, revealing her slippery labia—a sensual sight even more alluring than being naked.

The mayor reached out and pinched Yiping's clitoris. "Ah..."

The sudden attack caused Yiping to collapse instantly. She gripped the sheets tightly, trembling all over as she ejaculated.

"Ah...no..."

Being brought to orgasm by a man who wasn't her husband filled Yiping with shame. But while her vagina was still convulsing, the mayor thrust his penis into her.

Wow, so good! The warm, moist, and slippery sensation enveloped the mayor's penis, and with the muscles of Yiping's vagina still contracting and stimulating it, the mayor felt as if every pore on his body was open in pleasure. The mayor buried his penis deep inside Yiping, quietly savoring this wonderful feeling. Once Yiping calmed down, the mayor lifted her legs and began the next wave of thrusting. Yiping, panting, writhed excitedly under the new, intense stimulation, involuntarily embarking on another path to climax. "Mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..." Although Yiping knew the soundproofing in the VIP ward was excellent, she was still afraid her moans would be too loud and cause a scene. She tilted her head to one side, biting down hard on the pillowcase, but the waves of pleasure

from the friction in her lower body surged forth, and ecstatic moans unconsciously escaped from between her teeth. Her nurse's cap had fallen off at some point, and her tied-up hair lay scattered on the pillow, highlighting her flushed face, making her exceptionally beautiful. The mayor held Yiping's two thighs, still clad in stockings, in his arms, spreading them wide, allowing his penis to thrust in and out to its fullest extent, constantly colliding with Yiping's clitoris. Seeing Yiping's two large breasts swaying from side to side with his movements, creating waves of lust, the mayor excitedly pulled his body against Yiping, taking one of her breasts into his mouth. Sometimes he would gently bite her nipple with his teeth, and sometimes he would slowly lick from the base of her breast to the tip with his tongue. Yiping was deeply intoxicated by the mayor's technique, her sexual desire reaching its peak. Unconsciously, her hands had already wrapped around the mayor's waist, her fair and slender legs were spread as wide as possible, her leather sandals had long since come loose, hanging on her toes and swaying with the wantonness of her legs, her buttocks thrusting upwards again and again, welcoming the mayor's penis, allowing him to penetrate her body deeper and raising the pleasure of intercourse to the extreme. Although the ward was air-conditioned, both of them were covered in sweat, and the sounds of their lower bodies colliding "slap slap" were incessant. "I...ah...ah...ah..." Yiping thrust her buttocks upwards with all her might, then froze there. Her toes, suspended in mid-air, bent inwards forcefully, causing her sandals, already hanging on her toes, to fall off. A surge of heat gushed from her body. The mayor quickly thrust his penis all the way in, fully enjoying the boundless pleasure of the heat rushing through him. "Huff...huff...huff..." The mayor gasped for breath, and with Yiping's frantic vaginal spasms, he was also nearing his climax. When Yiping's love juices dried up and her buttocks could no longer support her, the mayor caught her, thrusting a few times before deeply penetrating her climax and beginning a vigorous ejaculation. Yiping, having just experienced an orgasm, was in a state of weakness. The mayor's burning heat ignited her excitement again, and she desperately shook her slender waist, welcoming the mayor's ejaculation. As the mayor's hot semen shot into her uterus, she instantly reached another climax. "Ah...ah...ah..." Both the mayor and Yiping screamed, emitting soul-stirring moans. In those brief ten seconds, their souls seemed to leave their bodies, fully enjoying the ecstasy of their flesh. The sun blazed down, without a breath of wind, the earth feeling like a giant steamer. Inside the municipal government conference room, a 10-horsepower standing air conditioner was whirring, but it did nothing to cool the sweltering atmosphere inside, which was no less intense than the outdoor heat. "Mayor Liang, in this model project of National Highway 301, personally approved by Secretary Huang, someone dared to cut corners. What do you suggest we do?" The one who fired the shot was Vice Mayor Wan, a short, stout man in charge of construction.

"Well... well, I think the Second Construction Company should bear considerable responsibility. However, since the project is already more than halfway complete, if we easily change the contractor, people outside will inevitably gossip and cause a negative impact. I suggest we first issue an internal reprimand to them, and then order them to strictly control quality." "

But this matter has already spread privately, and when the higher-ups come to inspect, they will pay extra attention. If any problems arise then, it will be difficult to cover them up."

Vice Mayor Wan pressed on relentlessly.

"Yes, and the Second Construction Company's quality has never been very good. Originally, I didn't really want them to take on this model project, but someone strongly recommended it..."

Director Xie of the Construction Committee, Vice Mayor Wan's henchman, fanned the flames and added fuel to the fire.

"Director Xie, you're wrong to say that. Although the Second Construction Company has had problems with this project, it doesn't mean its past quality has been bad. I remember last year it won the city's construction quality award, and you were the one who presented the award!"

Minister Tang of the Organization Department, seeing the unfavorable situation, quickly jumped in to defend them.

Thus, the Standing Committee members roughly split into two factions, each fighting their own battles and arguing endlessly. A few neutral members tried to mediate, but the fighting continued.

They discussed this noisily for over an hour without reaching a conclusion.

Mayor Liang glanced at Secretary Huang and noticed his displeasure. Knowing this wasn't the time to insist on his own opinion, he quickly changed the subject.

"Well, since we've discussed this for so long and still can't reach a consensus, let Secretary Huang summarize,"

Secretary Huang, who had been sitting upright, coughed and waited for everyone to quiet down before slowly beginning to speak.

"The National Highway 301 project is a key showcase of our city's economic development over the past decade, and it absolutely cannot be compromised. Here's the deal: have the Second Construction Company redo the section that's already completed, and make sure they do it properly. The remaining section will be handled by the Civil Engineering Company. Mayor Liang and Mayor Wan, you two keep an eye on this, make sure everyone below is on their toes, and if any more problems arise, the person in charge will have to come to me with their head! Alright, that's all for today, meeting adjourned."

"Damn it, that fat Wan! He's really pushing me too far."

As soon as he entered his office, Mayor Liang slammed the documents in his hand to the ground.

Last year, the city established seven model projects, which the soon-to-retire old man considered his life's most important achievements and paid special attention to. Mayor Liang, in turn, catered to his preferences and made proper arrangements. However, when arranging the National Highway 301 project, Manager Chen of the Second Construction Company, from who knows where, brought Miss Guan's brother to be a deputy manager, which made Miss Guan constantly whisper in his ear, asking him to help her brother find some projects. Manager Chen had to send another eight million through Miss Guan before the project was finally approved. Mayor Liang had repeatedly warned Manager Chen to be careful; this wasn't an ordinary project and couldn't be taken lightly. Unexpectedly, things still went wrong, allowing Fatty Wan, who had been eyeing the project lurking nearby, to seize the opportunity and deliver a crushing blow.

Mayor Liang called Manager Chen over the phone and gave him a thorough dressing-down, telling him to wake up and finish the remaining work properly.

After reprimanding Manager Chen, Mayor Liang leaned back in his leather office chair, lit a cigarette, and pondered in the rising smoke.

Recently, Fatty Wan had been very proactive, constantly seeking credit, clearly eyeing the position of Party Secretary. The old man had been in that position for over a decade; next year would be the time for him to retire, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Mayor Liang would naturally take over. However, Fatty Wan's backer was Secretary-General Ni from the province, a powerful figure. Furthermore, he had cultivated relationships with the Director of the Construction Committee, the Minister of Propaganda, and several other members of the Standing Committee, making him a formidable opponent. Of course, with his nearly twenty years of experience working for the old man, Fatty Wan couldn't even come close. Besides, he had Vice Governor Zhang as his backer in the province—who was he afraid of? However, Fatty Wan was too arrogant; he needed to find something to teach him a lesson and prevent him from becoming too powerful.

Before he knew it, he had finished a cigarette. Mayor Liang stubbed it out and stretched. After such a long meeting, everyone was tired; it was time to relax and unwind.

Mayor Liang stood up, walked to the wall, and opened a door. Behind the door was a luxuriously furnished suite, complete with a bed, television, VCD player, and everything else. It turned out that when the municipal party committee building was being constructed, Mayor Liang had specially ordered such a secluded suite to be built for his office, for his occasional needs.

Hmm, what movie should I watch? Mayor Liang had already watched *The Fall of the Saint*, and while *Tyranny Academy* had a good plot, it was only one episode, missing the beginning and end, leaving him wanting more. He rummaged through his drawer. "Alright, I'll watch *The Fall of the White-Clad* then." Mayor Liang put the disc into the VCD player and began watching with great interest.

The film was about a young man hospitalized and seduced by three lewd nurses, leading to a frenzied sexual encounter in his hospital room. The content was unremarkable, and of course, Mayor Liang wasn't interested in it. He stared at the actresses in their revealing nurse uniforms, drooling. "

Damn, all the Japanese women are so beautiful and sexy, with such great figures. I really want to sleep with them. Hmm, next time I'll arrange for someone to send me to Japan to see for myself."

The more Mayor Liang watched, the more uncomfortable he felt. He looked down at his crotch, which was bulging, his penis already protesting severely. Who should he go to? Miss Guan? Ah Lan? One female body after another floated through Mayor Liang's mind.

Suddenly, Mayor Liang recalled his illicit encounter at the hospital over two weeks ago. Hmm, that Lun Yiping had a good figure and looks; although a bit older, she possessed a unique charm. Imagining her alluring figure in her nurse's uniform, writhing and yielding beneath him, coupled with the stimulation from the video he'd just watched, Mayor Liang felt an overwhelming surge of desire. He strode to his office and picked up the phone.

"Secretary Cheng, connect me with Dean Shen from the People's Hospital."

"Dean Shen? How's the matter I asked you about last time? Hmm, it's all settled, good, good. Here's the thing, I'd like to have a routine physical exam, just a blood pressure check and pulse measurement. No need to come to the hospital, no need for a doctor, just have Nurse Lun come to my office to check on me. I'll have Secretary Cheng pick her up, that's all."

At eight in the morning, Lun Yiping, with a group of nurses, began her day's work.

"Good morning, Head Nurse Lun."

"Good morning."

Yiping smiled and nodded to the patients. She'd been making rounds for over twenty years, but this was her first time as head nurse! Previously, she had silently followed behind; now, she was leading the way, assigning tasks to the dozen or so nurses behind her. Only she herself truly understood the difference in feeling. Last week, the hospital director announced her appointment. Her colleagues were both surprised and unsurprised. Unsurprised because, with her skills and character, she should have been in this position long ago; surprised because she had been promoted so suddenly without warning. Regardless, she was immediately surrounded by both sincere and insincere congratulations.

It was almost noon when Yiping finally returned to her office to sit down and catch her breath. Originally, after being promoted to head nurse, her job was simply to assign tasks, but some familiar patients specifically requested her to administer injections, forcing her to take on the role of head nurse again. What used to be one job had now become two—she had truly brought this trouble upon herself. Yiping couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Aping, do you want me to get you a lunchbox?"

asked Nurse Lin beside her.

"Hmm, okay, you help me..."

"Ring...ring...ring...ring..."

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello, Department of General Surgery, who are you looking for? Ah, Dean, okay, I'll be right there."

It was the first time Yiping had ever stepped into the Dean's office. The Dean greeted her with a smile and asked her to sit down.

"Xiao Lun, how are you doing? Are you getting used to your new job?"

the Dean asked kindly after Yiping was seated.

"Thank you for your concern, Dean. I'm managing."

"No need to thank me. Xiao Lun, do you know why you were promoted to this position?"

Yi Ping's heart skipped a beat.

"Hehe, you know, your promotion this time is all thanks to Mayor Liang's strong recommendation. Of course, our Party Committee has been observing you for a long time."

Yi Ping always felt that the Dean's smile and gaze held a strange feeling, so she responded vaguely.

After chatting for a few minutes, the Dean suddenly got to the point.

"Well, Xiao Lun, Mayor Liang just called and asked us to send someone to check his health. I think you're the most suitable. Go and get ready; a car from the city will pick you up in a bit."

"Dean, I'm not a doctor, and I..."

The Dean interrupted her. "The Mayor is just doing a minor check-up, taking his blood pressure and pulse. You're more than capable. Besides, you've dealt with the Mayor before, and he speaks highly of your skills. In short, you're the most suitable."

Yi Ping was just making excuses, but the Dean looked at his watch and became anxious.

"You don't need to say anything more, the mayor specifically requested you to go."

Yiping fell silent immediately, knowing that saying anything now would be useless.

As Yiping was leaving, the hospital director called her back.

"Xiaolun, well, I think it might be better if you go in casual clothes later."

"Yes, Director."

Yiping smiled bitterly.

Sitting in the municipal committee's car, Yiping's mind was in turmoil.

That affair in the high-ranking official's ward had been buried deep in her memory as a ridiculous dream, never to resurface. But now, it seemed the mayor didn't think that way. Why had he specifically requested her? What did he want? Could it be that he…? In an instant, Yiping felt her face flush. Perhaps it was because the mayor was more capable than her husband, perhaps it was the thrill of a secret affair, perhaps it was some unknown reason, but that time in the ward with the mayor, she had not only shamefully achieved an orgasm, but had also enjoyed it three times in a row—thinking about it made her feel incredibly ashamed.

No, how could she let her thoughts wander like this, how could she face her honest husband, her lovely daughter? Yiping quickly interrupted her thoughts.

But what if the mayor made that kind of request to her later? How could she refuse him? He was absolutely someone she couldn't afford to offend. Yiping now deeply understood the meaning of "power reaching the heavens." Originally, there wasn't a vacancy for the head nurse position, but a deputy head nurse inexplicably took early retirement, then promoted the head nurse of the surgical department, and then filled the vacancy herself. The scope and efficiency of the connections astonished her colleagues. Only she knew how powerful a hand was pushing things along behind the scenes.

Yiping's face flushed and paled as she pondered her thoughts, but before she could come to a conclusion, the car had already pulled into the municipal government building.

"Mayor, Nurse Lun is here."

"Let her in. Also, don't let anyone disturb me during this time!"

Mayor Liang watched Yiping push open the door and walk in, his gaze sweeping over her, but he felt disappointed. Yiping wasn't wearing her glamorous nurse's uniform; instead, she had changed into a simple silk dress. Mayor Liang immediately understood the reason. It must be that Dean Shen was trying to curry favor with him, thinking that he didn't want things to be too public, so he sent Yiping in plain clothes. He hadn't considered his own fondness for nurses' uniforms, and his attempt to flatter had backfired.

As soon as Yiping entered, she was overwhelmed by the solemn atmosphere of the office, feeling somewhat flustered and unsure what to do. She could only stand there, waiting for the mayor's instructions. However, the mayor didn't speak, but simply sat there, looking her up and down.

Feeling the mayor's lecherous gaze roaming over her, as if trying to penetrate her clothes, Yiping felt incredibly ashamed. To break the awkward atmosphere, she took a few steps forward, placed her medical kit on the table, opened it, and took out a blood pressure monitor.

"Mayor, may I take your blood pressure first?"

"Hmm, hmm, okay."

When Yiping placed the blood pressure monitor on the mayor's arm, her slender fingers occasionally brushing against it, making the mayor feel extremely comfortable. Combined with Yiping's faint fragrance, the mayor's desire was instantly ignited.

“Mayor, your blood pressure is a little unstable, but it’s still within the normal range, so there shouldn’t be any problem, hmm…”

As Yiping spoke, the mayor wrapped one arm around her slender waist, while his other hand caressed her firm thighs through her thin silk dress.

“Yiping, have you missed me? I think about you every day.”

“Ah, Mayor, please don’t do this.”

The mayor’s gentle touch caused the smooth silk to slide lightly across her long legs, a ticklish sensation washing over her. She knew she couldn’t continue like this. Yiping twisted her body, trying to break free from the mayor, but he wasn’t about to let go of this delicious prey so easily. He pulled her forcefully with both hands, and “Ah!”

Yiping cried out in surprise, her entire body falling into the mayor’s arms.

Yiping felt the mayor’s hot member already erect, perfectly positioned at the base of her thighs, seemingly half-embedded in her flesh through the thin dress.

Yiping struggled in the mayor's arms, only causing her firm buttocks to rub against his erection. The mayor constantly adjusted his position, enjoying the greater stimulation, his hands not idle either, reaching up to grasp and knead Yiping's firm breasts.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Yiping was quickly overwhelmed by the mayor's gentle onslaught, her head tilting back, revealing a section of her white neck, her small mouth open as she panted heavily. Seeing that Yiping was beginning to fall into the trap of lust, the mayor gently pushed her up, pulling her into the adjacent luxurious suite before she could regain her senses.

While Yiping was still surprised that there was such a place in the mayor's office, the mayor had already pushed her down onto the bed and started undressing her. Although Yiping was still resisting, her weak and powerless struggles only excited the mayor more, and soon the two were naked together.

In Chapter 3 of "The Corrupt Official's Scandalous History: Mayor Liang,"

the mayor gazed at Yiping's naked body, caressing her undulating curves, yet feeling something was missing.

Yes, that must be it. Although Yiping was beautiful, time had taken its toll, and she paled in comparison to the youthful charm of Miss Guan and the others. So why was he so sexually attracted to her? There was only one reason: the aura she exuded in her nurse's uniform gave him a thrill of playing a uniform game. A uniform game, huh… The mayor picked up the remote and replayed "The Temptation of White," and soon, moans and groans filled the room. Yiping, watching and listening, felt her face burning. She couldn't believe that the mayor was watching such obscene pornography in the municipal government building. But what embarrassed her even more was the mayor's words whispered in her ear: "Let's make love like in the movie!"

Excitedly, the mayor followed the movie's progression, teasing Yiping in the same way. He kissed her breasts, scratched her back, and caressed her buttocks. Finally, he made Yiping lie face down on the bed, his left hand freely playing with her swaying breasts, while his right hand probed between her slippery thighs. With a "whoosh," he broke through her rosy vulva, probing and exploring her hot vagina.

"Mmm...oh...mmm...uh," Yiping moaned softly. Stimulated by the mayor's combination of teasing and thrusting, she released a large amount of passionate love juice. The slippery liquid slowly flowed down Yiping's jade legs, soaking a large patch of the bed sheet. Her slender waist arched ecstatically, chasing the frenzied pleasure on his fingertips.

Mayor Liang, seeing that Yiping was completely infatuated, set the scene for the film and pointed to the subtitles, saying to Yiping, "Come on, say this line."

Yiping's face flushed crimson.

"No, I don't want this,"

she cried, shaking her head desperately in response to Mayor Liang's lewd request.

Mayor Liang spread Yiping's legs, revealing her engorged, red labia. He reached out and parted those delicate lips, revealing her secret vulva.

"Ah..."

Yiping trembled and screamed. The mayor pressed tightly against Yiping's high, firm buttocks, using his lips to clamp his penis. "

Wow, this feels so damn good," the mayor exclaimed. The feeling of being clamped by lips was completely different from being surrounded by flesh; it lacked the tightness of flesh, but was rougher than smooth flesh, thus increasing the pleasure of friction. Moreover, this clamping method allows one half of his penis to press tightly against her warm, moist labia, while the other half is exposed to the dry, cold air, as if he's experiencing both ice and fire.

The mayor inwardly marveled, his lower body also not idle, slowly thrusting his penis in and out, making Yiping unbearably itchy, yet deliberately refusing to penetrate and give her any real stimulation.

"Ah...don't tease me, just come in already."

Yiping's eyes were already glazed with desire, pleading with words she herself didn't believe.

"Then tell me quickly, and I'll give it to you as soon as you say it."

"No, it's too embarrassing! I...I can't say it."

Yiping shook her head in refusal.

Seeing that Yiping still stubbornly refused to speak, the mayor had no choice. Seeing Yiping's high, snowy buttocks rising and falling joyfully with his thrusts, he impulsively slapped her lightly.

"Ah...no..."

Yiping trembled instantly, and a large amount of love fluid gushed out from below.

No way, such a strong reaction! The mayor slapped her again, resulting in an even more intense reaction. The mayor, having unexpectedly discovered Yiping's sensitive spot, inexplicably excited himself. He stopped thrusting, grabbed Yiping's slender waist with one hand, and began slapping her round, firm buttocks with the other.

"Waaah...please, don't hit me...ah...ah..."

This humiliating beating made Yiping feel as if she had returned to her childhood, when her father would hold her down and beat her for being naughty. How weak and powerless she felt then, allowing the person above her to conquer her body and mind at will, and all she could do was cry, beg for mercy, and submit.

"No more, I...waaah...I'll tell you."

Seeing that Yiping had finally given in, Mayor Liang stopped, rubbing her reddened buttocks with his hand, and chuckled, saying, "Wouldn't it have been better if you had agreed sooner? Hurry up and say it!"

"Waaah...please...big cock brother...use...your...big syringe...waaah...I can't take it anymore..."

Overwhelmed with shame, Yiping could no longer speak.

"Hurry up, or I'll come again!"

The mayor raised his hand, as if to strike again.

"Waaah, no, I'll talk, I'll talk."

Yiping, her mind already hazy, thought incoherently: No, the mayor is too powerful, I'm completely conquered by him, I can only do as he says.

"Hoo...hoo...please, big cock brother, use your big syringe to inject this slutty little sister's little hole! Waaah..."

Hearing Yiping say such lewd words, the mayor trembled with excitement. He had finally completely conquered this charming little woman under his crotch. The mayor adjusted himself and effortlessly inserted his already throbbing member into Yiping's already soaked vagina.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Yiping was hit by the huge impact, a strong wave of pleasure rushed to her head, and her whole body immediately fell into a state of weakness and limpness. Her hands went limp, and she took the opportunity to fall forward. If Mayor Liang hadn't caught her, she probably would have fallen off the bed.

The mayor held Yiping's beautiful buttocks firmly with both hands, giving her no chance to escape. His penis thrust wildly at times, then slowly in and out, thoroughly enjoying the flesh beneath him. Yiping, too, entered a state of ecstatic excitement, kneeling on the sheets, her round buttocks raised high, swaying rhythmically back and forth in sync with the mayor's thrusts.

In this highly stimulating position, the two quickly reached the climax of their sexual desire. The mayor's penis, half-inserted into that hot, fleshy hole, trembled, throbbed, and ejaculated. As the mayor, mustering his remaining strength, attempted to reach the climax again, he felt his vision blur and nearly faint from the pleasure, unable to move. Yiping's vagina tightly gripped the mayor's penis, releasing waves of love juice to meet his ejaculation. The two streams of fluid filled their vaginal cavity, then "sizzled" out from the gap between their joined bodies. Yiping gasped for breath, her eyes tightly closed, completely immersed in this blissful dream.

The mayor held Yiping, leaning against her back, both of them panting as they slowly fell onto the bed. The mayor gently brushed Yiping's disheveled hair aside and whispered in her ear, "Hoo hoo... next time, wear a nurse's uniform to make love with me."

"Mmm..."

Yiping responded dazedly.

"Cheers!"

"Good, good, cheers!"

In the luxurious private room of the city's most upscale restaurant, "Treasure Seafood Restaurant," a celebratory banquet was underway.

The banquet was piled high with all sorts of expensive dishes, and five or six bottles of Remy Martin were scattered about, all displaying the guests' extravagant wealth. Although the number of attendees was small, they were all influential figures in the city. In the center sat a jubilant Mayor Liang, flanked by his two henchmen: Minister Tang from the Organization Department and Political Commissar Wang from the Public Security Bureau. Accompanying them at the end of the table were Director Situ from the Economic Commission, Director Tang from the Culture Bureau, Deputy Director Shang from the Construction Commission, and Deputy Director Ye from the Industry and Commerce Bureau.

"Mayor, with Fatty Wan out, the Party Secretary's seat is within reach! Congratulations! Come, let me toast you."

"Haha, this time it's all thanks to everyone's great help! Cheers!"

It turned out that half a month ago, Mayor Liang's arch-rival, Deputy Mayor Wan, cut the ribbon for the expansion project of the city's renowned enterprise, Weiyuan Group. To gain political capital, Deputy Mayor Wan made the ribbon-cutting ceremony a grand affair, even inviting the provincial television station to broadcast it live. Less than three days after the new factory went into operation, a serious industrial accident occurred, resulting in a tragedy with ten deaths and dozens of injuries. Thanks to the deliberate sabotage by Mayor Liang's faction, Vice Mayor Wan's efforts to cover up the accident were thwarted. The provincial "Focus Tracking" program quickly reported the accident in great detail, and several influential newspapers also dedicated special columns to reporting and discussing it. The bloody facts, interspersed with rebroadcasts of Vice Mayor Wan's ribbon-cutting ceremony a few days earlier, created a stark contrast, instantly stirring up a city-wide uproar. Vice Mayor Wan had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill. Due to the central government's recent crackdown on production safety, Vice Mayor Wan was caught in the crossfire, and even Secretary-General Ni couldn't protect him. He was currently suspended from his duties pending investigation and was rumored to be soon to be transferred.

Mayor Liang, in high spirits after downing his drink, began bestowing titles and honors.

"I, Liang, am a man of great loyalty. We share good fortune together. If I ever become Party Secretary, I will never forget you all. Minister Tang, the mayor's position is yours alone; Old Wang, you'll be in charge of the political and legal system; Director Situ, hehe, you're guaranteed the vice mayor's position..."

Those around him blushed and were itching to get Mayor Liang into the Party Secretary's position.

"Everyone, be careful, we'll be driving later. Don't drink too much,"

Political Commissar Wang reminded everyone after opening twelve bottles of Remy Martin and seeing that everyone was quite tipsy.

"Yes, yes, Old Wang has a good capacity for alcohol, keep your head sober. There's plenty of time in the future, let's call it a day. Someone, bring the bill."

Soon the restaurant manager brought the bill.

"Mayor Liang, that's 42,000."

"This meal's on me."

Director Situ snatched the bill and quickly signed a check for the restaurant manager.

Director Tang was a beat too slow, letting Director Situ beat him to it. He was very unhappy, but then his eyes lit up and he came up with an idea.

"Hehe, now that we're all drunk and full, how about we sing some karaoke to relax? The city's song and dance troupe just got a few art school graduates, why don't we have them entertain us?"

"Not bad, not bad, good idea, haha, let's do it that way."

Seeing the mayor's approval, Director Tang quickly opened the phone.

"Hey, Bingchao, this is Director Tang. I'm currently singing karaoke with some city leaders. Could you bring a few young girls over to liven things up? Maybe those recent art school graduates? I'm in the Pearl Hall on the third floor of the Treasure Seafood Restaurant, there are seven of us. Hurry up!"

After the waiter cleaned the room, the leaders, emboldened by alcohol, enthusiastically started singing karaoke.

Mayor Liang wasn't very interested in this kind of thing, sitting to the side watching the others sing. However, the singing was really nothing to write home about; instead, the scantily clad women in the background, striking alluring poses, were much more interesting to him. After drinking two cups of hot tea, Mayor Liang sobered up considerably and suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He chuckled and went to the restroom. Just as

Mayor Liang entered, there was a knock on the door, and then Secretary He from the city's song and dance troupe, sweating profusely, entered with seven or eight young and beautiful girls.

"Haha, Bingchao, you're quite efficient. Come, let me introduce you all. This is Minister Tang from the Organization Department, and this is Political Commissar Wang from the Public Security Bureau..."

A group of girls, led by Secretary He, greeted each other one by one.

"Good evening, Minister Tang. Good evening, Political Commissar Wang..."

"Good evening, everyone. Come, sit down."

The leaders were overjoyed to see such a group of beautiful girls and quickly moved aside, gesturing for them to sit next to them.

Some of the girls were worldly-wise and had done similar things in school, accompanying leaders for their pleasure, so they sat down without hesitation and started flirting. The remaining few, who were more innocent, were also dragged to the leaders' sides by Secretary He's urging, looking

rather shy. A short-haired girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, sat next to Director Situ. Her head was almost touching her chest, and she was so shy that even her ears were red. Director Situ gently took her delicate hand and asked, "What's your name?"

The girl became even more embarrassed. Director Situ held her hand tightly; she didn't know whether to pull it away or not. Looking at the other girls around her, some were already mingling with the leaders, singing karaoke with their arms around each other, while others were also tugging and pulling at the leaders like she was.

"My name is Jingwen."

"Haha, don't be nervous. Our leaders won't eat you alive, don't be so scared. Come on, relax. Hmm, I'll call you Xiaowen."

Director Situ kneaded Jingwen's hand while placing his other hand on her slender waist, gently stroking it.

A tingling, itchy sensation came from her waist, making Jingwen very uncomfortable. However, because Secretary He had repeatedly instructed her beforehand that the leaders worked hard day and night for the people, and now they wanted to relax, everyone should accommodate the leaders' requests. She could only silently endure the harassment, expressing her dissatisfaction only through slight struggles.

But the leader's demands weren't so easily satisfied. After satisfying his desires on her waist, Director Situ's hand slid down to Jingwen's firm buttocks, greedily exploring them.

"Ah..."

Jingwen could no longer endure this harassment. She screamed, forcefully breaking free from Director Situ and rushing towards the door. Just then, the door opened, and Jingwen, unable to stop herself, bumped into someone's arms.

Mayor Liang, after relieving himself in the restroom, washed his hands, took a hot towel from a waiter, and comfortably wiped his face, sobering up considerably.

Looking at the waiter waiting with a tray, Mayor Liang pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and placed it on the towel tray.

"Thank you, sir,"

the waiter bowed quickly.

"Hmm,"

Mayor Liang grunted. His favorite reason for coming to this Jumbo Seafood Restaurant was their Hong Kong-style management, where customers were treated with utmost respect. Here, as long as you had money, you could receive all sorts of imperial service, which was very satisfying.

The waiter opened the restroom door, and Mayor Liang slowly strolled back to the Parkli Hall. Before he even opened the door, he heard the sounds of girls' voices coming from inside. "Heh, the dance troupe has arrived." Mayor Liang felt a surge of excitement and quickly opened the door. Just then, a scream rang out, and a soft, cuddly thing crashed into his arms.

Mayor Liang pushed the person away and saw... wow, curvaceous, fair-skinned, with distinct features and a pretty face. She had large, watery eyes and neat short hair—truly a natural beauty. Her face was flushed, and tears welled up in her eyes, making her look incredibly endearing.

"Oh dear, Xiaowen, what did you do? You ran off in a panic and almost bumped into the mayor! Apologize quickly!"

Secretary He rushed over to smooth things over.

"Mayor, I...I'm sorry."

"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing. Oh, right, your name is Xiaowen, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Seeing the mayor's interest in Jingwen, Secretary He quickly whispered in the mayor's ear, "Mayor Liang, she just graduated from art school this year. Secretary Cheng introduced her to our dance troupe; I heard it was the mayor's idea."

My idea? Hmm...ah, could it be, could she be Yiping's daughter! Yiping had told him a while ago that her daughter was about to graduate, and he originally wanted to do her a favor and get her a job in a lucrative department like the Foreign Economic and Trade Commission or the Tax Bureau. But Yiping said her daughter loved dance and wanted to join the city's dance troupe. Since it wasn't an important department, he had Secretary Cheng handle it and gradually forgot about it. However, he hadn't expected Yiping's daughter to be so beautiful! She's even more beautiful than her mother!

The mayor scrutinized Jingwen again and again, and indeed saw three or four resemblances to Yiping in her.

Jingwen stood there nervously, having offended two leaders in a row. What should she do now?

The mayor, a seasoned veteran, quickly grasped the situation with a glance.

"Haha, the leaders had a few too many drinks today, so it's understandable they lost their composure a bit. Xiaowen, please don't mind. Hey, everyone, please be discreet and don't be rude to the younger generation."

Having followed Mayor Liang for so long, these leaders immediately understood his meaning and quickly became serious and proper. ( Chapter 4 of "The Scandalous History of a Corrupt Official: Mayor Liang
" ) The mayor told the others to continue singing while he pulled Jingwen to a nearby sofa to chat. Jingwen still seemed a little dazed, not quite understanding. The mayor hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said to her, "Xiaowen, are you a little tired? How about I take you home?" "No...no need, Mayor, don't trouble yourself." "Hehe, no trouble at all." The mayor gave the instructions and left with Jingwen. The group of leaders in the private room immediately reverted to their old ways and began to indulge in pleasure.

Sitting in the mayor's Mercedes, Jingwen secretly observed the mayor driving. This mayor was quite different from those detestable leaders. She had almost bumped into him earlier, but instead of getting angry, he had helped her out of the predicament; otherwise, she didn't know what she would have done. Moreover, he was considerate; seeing that she didn't want to stay any longer, he kindly offered to drive her home.

Mayor Liang, who was driving, was also lost in thought. He hadn't expected Yiping's daughter to be so captivating; like mother, like daughter. Hehe, he just needed to find a way to get her into bed. But he had to be careful, or he would make a huge mess of things.

While waiting at a red light, the mayor secretly peeked out, and wow, a pair of beautiful, long, white legs inadvertently revealed under her skirt were dazzlingly white, making the mayor's gaze linger for a long time. He swallowed hard, almost forgetting to drive.

"Mayor, thank you so much for driving me home. Also, thank you for the karaoke earlier."

Seeing that they were almost home, Jingwen quickly thanked him.

"Haha, don't be so polite. You know, your mother and I are good friends."

"Really!"

Jingwen was startled.

"Hehe, you don't believe me? Didn't your mother come to me the other day, asking me to help transfer you to the dance troupe?"

"Ah! Mayor, this... I really don't know how to thank you enough." *

Then just have some fun with me.* The mayor thought to himself, but said something else entirely.

"Hehe, don't be so polite, it's too formal. Your mother and I have been friends for decades, just call me Uncle Liang. I heard from your mother that you really like dancing, right? I'll talk to Secretary He and ask him to give newcomers like you more opportunities to shine."

"Really, Uncle Liang? Thank you so much."

"Look, here we go again, haha..."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became lively, and Jingwen gradually relaxed and began chatting and laughing with the mayor.

Mayor Liang parked his car at a street corner not far from Jingwen's house and said to her, "Well, Xiaowen, I think you don't need to tell your family about tonight's events, so they don't worry unnecessarily. Also, you'd better not tell anyone about how we met, otherwise people will gossip behind your back, saying you only rely on connections, which will affect your future."

"Yes, Uncle Liang, you're so thoughtful. I won't tell anyone, not even my parents,"

Jingwen said gratefully.

"Uncle Liang, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

The mayor reluctantly drove away only after seeing her beautiful figure disappear into the building.

Jingwen felt as if she had just had a dream about what happened that night. But this sweet dream kept lingering in her mind.

Two days later, the troupe began choreographing a program, a large-scale dance called "Heavenly Fragrance and Jade Melody" to be performed at the 50th National Day celebration. This was a performance opportunity that every performer dreamed of. Jingwen was initially unsure about her chances of participating in the performance. Although she was confident in her dancing skills, she knew that in this seniority-based society, newcomers rarely had such opportunities. However, Secretary He quickly announced the cast, casting Jingwen as the lead actress alongside Zhu Peigang, a pillar of the troupe and a national-level performer.

Hearing this news, Jingwen could hardly believe it until Secretary He personally approached her to assign her the role. Only then did she dare to accept it, and she also learned from Secretary He's hints that this was the result of the mayor's strong recommendation.

Grateful, Jingwen went to the mayor's office to express her gratitude.

"Uncle Liang, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

Seeing his prey taking the bait, Mayor Liang was secretly pleased, but he wasn't in a hurry, intending to play the long game.

He personally poured Jingwen a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Although I've given you this opportunity, whether you succeed depends on yourself. But I absolutely believe in your abilities."

"Uncle Liang, I will do my best and won't let you down."

And so, Jingwen began her first stage performance.

At first, rumors inevitably flew everywhere, because it was unbelievable that someone fresh out of school could play the lead role. Although Secretary He suppressed them, they still circulated secretly.

However, Jingwen quickly won everyone over with her outstanding performance, and everyone had to admit that she was fully capable of playing the role well.

"Uncle Liang, I still need your help this time,"

Jingwen said to Mayor Liang with a pleading face.

Rehearsals for "Heavenly Fragrance and Jade Melody" lasted for more than two months, and Jingwen came to the mayor's office almost every week. Either she was there on Secretary He's orders to report the dance rehearsal progress to the mayor, or she was there to ask the mayor for help with issues such as venues, sponsorships, and funding. At first, Jingwen was very embarrassed, but as time went by, and with Mayor Liang's deliberate accommodation, she gradually adapted and even learned to bargain with Mayor Liang. This time, the dance troupe wanted to import a pyrotechnic device to enhance the effects. They had even secured the funding, but the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation blocked them, saying their import quota for the year had been used up. After several setbacks, Jingwen had no choice but to go to Mayor Liang again.

"You always come to me with a bunch of troubles,"

Mayor Liang said, pretending to be annoyed as he picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this Old Huang? This is Mayor Liang. It's like this… oh well, you figure it out."

Mayor Liang put down the phone, spreading his hands towards Jingwen, looking helpless.

"Really? Uncle Liang, even you can't do it? Sigh… what do we do?"

"Haha, silly girl, I was just kidding. Director Huang has promised to get it sorted out for you within a month."

"Uncle Liang, you're so naughty!"

Realizing she'd been tricked, Jingwen moved closer to Mayor Liang and punched him hard with her little fists.

Mayor Liang dodged left and right, and the two playfully wrestled. Suddenly, Mayor Liang grabbed the panting Jingwen, looked into her eyes, and kissed her. Mayor Liang had intended to kiss her lips, but at the crucial moment, Jingwen was startled and turned her face to the side, allowing the mayor to kiss her smooth cheek.

Jingwen froze, then quickly pulled away from Mayor Liang, standing to the side, her face flushed, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes.

Seeing Jingwen's reaction, the mayor knew she wasn't resisting him, but merely experiencing girlish shyness.

"Ah, it's 5:30, it's getting late. Jingwen, let me go with you to dinner."

"Okay."

Hearing Jingwen agree, Mayor Liang was overjoyed. Two months of careful cultivation would finally bear fruit tonight.

Mayor Liang drove Jingwen to another upscale restaurant in the city, "Lee Yuen." Because "Lee Yuen" was quieter and less crowded, he wouldn't run into too many acquaintances, making it easier for him to proceed.

Jingwen had long been accustomed to going to such upscale restaurants. Every time she went to see Mayor Liang, he would deliberately arrange the time so that she would finish her business just in time for a meal, thus conveniently taking her out to dine. At first, Jingwen was dumbfounded by the dishes she had only heard of, laughing as Mayor Liang patiently taught her how to prepare each one. When the bill came, Jingwen was shocked by the astonishing cost; she couldn't believe that a single meal could consume three or four months' salary. However, under Mayor Liang's subtle influence, Jingwen gradually accepted this luxurious lifestyle.

Mayor Liang ordered Jingwen's favorite dishes: steamed lobster with garlic, braised abalone, and bird's nest with almond sauce. He also subtly instructed the waiter to bring a bottle of floral tea.

"Uncle Liang, I don't drink alcohol."

"Haha, don't worry, this 'flower wine' won't make you drunk, and it has the effect of invigorating blood circulation, which is very beneficial to your health."

Jingwen believed Mayor Liang after hearing what he said, because Mayor Liang was indeed an expert in food and drink, and had taught her a lot. Moreover, she was quite interested in this kind of wine that needed to be soaked in warm water and have preserved plums added before drinking.

"Xiaowen, how is it?"

"Hmm, this wine is sweet and sour, not bad, but not good either."

"Haha, try it again and you'll taste its true flavor."

"Really? Then I'll have another small cup."

Hehe, the 'flower wine' is mellow and easy to swallow, but it has a strong aftereffect, making it perfect for getting girls drunk. Once the alcohol kicks in, they'll be at my mercy.

In this way, Jingwen drank quite a bit of 'flower wine' under Mayor Liang's attentiveness. Seeing a blush appear on Jingwen's fair face, as if she had applied rouge, the mayor secretly felt a strong itch in his heart.

After dinner, Mayor Liang suggested, "Xiaowen, it's still early, how about we sing some karaoke? Uncle Liang has never heard you sing before."

"Sure, Uncle Liang, let me show you!" Jingwen, already a little tipsy, happily agreed.

Mayor Liang instructed the waiter not to disturb them without his permission, then gently bolted the door, and the sealed private room became Mayor Liang's secret haven.

At first, Jingwen sang solo; being an arts student, she sang quite well, and Mayor Liang clapped enthusiastically. Jingwen, in high spirits and fueled by the alcohol, sang with increasing passion. Mayor Liang knew his chance had come. He ordered several love songs for duets and sat down to sing with Jingwen.

As they sang, Mayor Liang took the opportunity to put his arm around Jingwen's shoulder. Jingwen, slightly tipsy and in a daze, didn't protest, but instead nestled into the mayor's embrace. When they sang the line,

"You chose me, I chose you..." , the two were completely absorbed, gazing at each other deeply as they sang. Looking closely at Jingwen's flushed face, slightly tipsy, she was incredibly adorable! In Chapter 5 of "The Corrupt Official's Scandalous History: Mayor Liang," the mayor could no longer resist. He put down his microphone, then took Jingwen's, gently embracing her slender waist and kissing her lips. "Mmm..." Jingwen hummed softly, not struggling, but instead wrapping her arms around Mayor Liang's neck. The two kissed and fell onto the sofa. Mayor Liang's nimble tongue quickly broke through Jingwen's red lips, slowly licking every corner of her mouth. "Huff, huff..." Under Mayor Liang's assault, Jingwen felt breathless, her whole body limp and weak, only able to gasp for air, her delicate little tongue tightly intertwined with Mayor Liang's invading tongue. Mayor Liang curled Jingwen's little tongue, slowly pulling it into his mouth. Under the mayor's teasing, Jingwen quickly took the initiative, her little tongue dancing restlessly in Mayor Liang's mouth, their saliva constantly exchanging. Mayor Liang finally managed to break free from Jingwen's clinging tongue, rising to kneel on the sofa, greedily gazing at the lovely woman beneath him. Jingwen's clothing was simple; tonight she wore a white embroidered t-shirt, blue jeans, and the Nike sneakers he had given her. However, even this simple attire exuded a youthful charm on Jingwen, deeply attracting Mayor Liang. His mouth went dry, and he reached out and grabbed the hem of Jingwen's t-shirt, slowly lifting it up. "Uncle Liang...no...don't take it off," Jingwen said, pressing her hands against Mayor Liang's, shaking her head shyly. Mayor Liang didn't rush things; he lowered his head and gently kissed Jingwen's eyelids, nose, and cheeks. Under Mayor Liang's kissing onslaught, Jingwen slowly loosened her grip. Taking advantage of the situation, the mayor pulled up Jingwen's t-shirt and removed it. Jingwen's white bra happened to be front-opening, and the mayor easily removed this last obstacle to her upper body, revealing a pair of exquisitely crafted breasts. Although not fully developed, they were delicate and firm, incredibly alluring. The mayor grasped one breast in each hand and gently kneaded it. "Ah..." Jingwen immediately let out a pleasurable sigh. Encouraged by this seductive gesture, the mayor worked even harder, pinching the slightly protruding nipples with his thumb and forefinger and rotating them rapidly. Under the mayor's movements, the two firm points quickly became engorged and hard, proudly standing atop their peaks. "Mmm...mmm...ah..." Jingwen moaned softly, instinctively arching her upper body backward, enjoying the mayor's gentle service. The alcohol on her face had long since transformed into a deep, passionate blush. The mayor, no longer content with mere physical desire, pressed his head against Jingwen's chest, greedily inhaling the unique, subtle fragrance of a young girl's breasts. His tongue, starting at her cleavage, slowly traced her perfect curves upwards, finally taking her erect nipple into his mouth, rubbing it with his teeth and licking it up and down. His hand, which had been on her breast, slid down her chest, conquering her waist, abdomen, and navel—leaving no area untouched. Finally, he unbuttoned his jeans, and taking advantage of Jingwen's dazed state and lowered defenses, his hand slipped into her remaining sacred space. Hmm? Everything he touched was smooth and slippery, without the expected resistance. The mayor, puzzled, carefully stroked her back and forth. "Hmm…not there…no, Uncle…ah…" Jingwen cried out shyly, her long, slender legs clamping tightly together, trying to stop the mayor's further ravaging. Having confirmed his suspicions through touch, the mayor excitedly began to remove Jingwen's lower body coverings to further confirm his fantasies. Shoes fell to the ground one after the other, and jeans slowly slipped off Jingwen's long legs as she writhed. The mayor's fingertips gripped the top edge of her white cotton panties, slowly pulling them down. Jingwen's rounded buttocks unconsciously lifted slightly, as if encouraging the mayor. The mayor took a deep breath, exerted force, and quickly pulled them off. "Mmm..." Jingwen blushed crimson, quickly covering her face with her hands, only peeking through her fingers. "Wow!" The mayor was stunned by the sight before him. Jingwen was now completely naked except for her socks. The girl's smooth skin, flushed with passion, was like a captivating jade sculpture. A perfect curve ascended from her head and neck, along her slender neck, to her high, firm breasts, then slid down to her flat stomach, around her rounded buttocks, and disappeared along her long, white legs to her toes, still clad in white stockings. What shocked the mayor even more was that where there should have been a dark forest, instead appeared a pristine white plain, with a small pink river lying quietly in its center. The mayor had seen countless women, but this was the first time he had witnessed such beauty. He stretched out trembling fingers, tracing the delicate slit downwards, until, halfway down, he gently sank in due to the silent flow of moisture. "Ah..." Startled by this unexpected stimulation, Jingwen trembled all over, her strong legs involuntarily tightening in a tingling, sensual way.

The mayor could no longer resist; he decided to offer his virginity for the fertile plain before him. He placed one of Jingwen's legs on the back of the sofa, the other dangling to the ground. He knelt beside the sofa, burying his head between her legs. First, he gently touched her with his nose, eliciting soft moans from her. Then, he extended his tongue, licking along her slit until she was aroused. Only then did he part her lips and insert his tongue into her warm, moist passage.

"Ah...ah...deeper!"

Jingwen was already in ecstasy, her hands gripping the mayor's head tightly in a daze. Her hips arched upwards in rhythm with his movements, chasing the pleasure of his tongue.

"Ah..."

Jingwen screamed, her snowy buttocks thrusting forward, sweet love juice flowing out continuously, allowing Mayor Liang to savor it to his heart's content.

Still immersed in the afterglow of her climax, Jingwen moaned softly. Her lower body, moistened by her love juices, quietly opened, revealing her mysterious bud, beckoning to be plucked.

Mayor Liang quickly stripped off his clothes, knelt between Jingwen's wide-open legs, and, with a gentle push, inserted his penis into her moist petals.

"Ugh..."

Jingwen trembled and let out a muffled groan.

"Does it hurt?"

the mayor asked, stopping abruptly.

"No..."

Jingwen shook her head, "Uncle Liang, be gentle."

The mayor moved slowly, penetrating deeper into Jingwen's body. Despite the abundant nectar, the vaginal walls were unexpectedly tight, gripping the mayor's penis tightly, making him tremble with pleasure.

"Mmm!"

The mayor finally reached the very tip of her bud, but encountered no resistance as expected.

Perhaps she had broken it during dance practice; she was so tight, she looked like a virgin.

The mayor's thoughts were in disarray, but the ecstatic pleasure emanating from his penis quickly destroyed all his thoughts, leaving only the desire for maximum pleasure.

"Ah... um... ah..."

Jingwen also fell into a frenzy. Her feet, which had been resting on the back of the sofa, were now on Mayor Liang's shoulders, swaying with his thrusts, her white stockings drawing beautiful curves in the air; her other leg was wrapped around the mayor's waist, pushing him closer to his body.

The mayor's blood was boiling, and he suddenly grabbed Jingwen's two long legs, lifting them high and pressing them against her chest. In this shameful position, Jingwen's entire lower body was completely exposed, and the sight of her flawless private parts made Mayor Liang's eyes bloodshot, and his thrusts became more and more frequent.

"Slap... slap... slap... slap..."

The mayor thrust with all his might, his lower body colliding with Jingwen's buttocks repeatedly, the sparks accumulating little by little, finally igniting an explosive outburst of passion.

"Xiaowen, I want..."

Before the mayor could finish speaking, he couldn't help but ejaculate inside Jingwen.

"Ugh... Ah... Hmm..."

Under the mayor's spray, Jingwen reached another peak of desire.

"Huff... Oh... Oh..."

Jingwen moaned and gasped for a long time before her limbs slowly loosened, and she collapsed onto the sofa, unable to move, but her eyes were fixed on Mayor Liang with deep affection.

Mayor Liang gently leaned over, lay on top of her, cupped her flushed face, and kissed her deeply.

The final chapter of the corrupt official's scandalous history "Hmm... harder... a little lower..."

In the secret suite of the office, Mayor Liang was naked, comfortably sprawled on the large, soft bed, enjoying Yiping's attentive service.

Yiping was only wearing a flesh-colored bra and panties, straddling Mayor Liang's buttocks, her slender hands skillfully massaging his neck, shoulders, and back, her expert technique earning Mayor Liang's satisfied praise.

"Not bad... I didn't expect you to have this skill, Yiping!"

"Yes, I learned it at nursing school."

Indeed, Yiping had learned this massage technique at nursing school. However, thinking that her proficiency came from helping her husband, who worked as a driver, relax his muscles after work, and now she was using it in bed to please another man, Yiping couldn't help but blush.

Mayor Liang squinted, enjoying the ticklish sensation on his upper body while rubbing his hairy thighs against Yiping's smooth legs. His buttocks arched restlessly upwards, gently bumping against her private parts.

"Mayor!"

Yiping said coquettishly, slapping the mayor's restless buttocks with one hand.

"Haha, alright. Now it's my turn to give you a massage."

The mayor rolled over and pinned Yiping beneath him. After giving Yiping a few suggestive grabs, Mayor Liang's hand reached under his armpit, and two full breasts landed in his hands. Through the thin bra, Mayor Liang kneaded Yi Ping's gradually swelling breasts, feeling the buds slowly hardening. His erection was already throbbing, pressing against Yi Ping's thighs and trembling slightly.

"Oh... um... oh..."

Yi Ping quickly became aroused, moaning softly. After nearly a year of having an affair with the mayor, all her sensitive spots had been unlocked by him, sometimes making Yi Ping wonder if the mayor knew her body far better than her husband of nearly twenty years.

Seeing Yi Ping moaning beneath him, her nearly naked body writhing, Mayor Liang knew she was aroused. He patted her white buttocks, leering, and said, "Want it? Go change your clothes." "Oh.

"

Yi Ping softly propped herself up on the bed, slowly moving off to change into the nurse's uniform that had been prepared for her.

In Chapter 6 of "The Corrupt Official's Scandalous History: Mayor Liang,"

Yiping initially couldn't accept the mayor's lewd intentions when faced with his demands to have sex while wearing her sacred nurse's uniform. However, under the mayor's combination of coercion and persuasion, Yiping had no choice but to submit. The stark contrast between the mental humiliation and the physical pleasure she experienced gave her even greater ecstasy, slowly drawing her into an abyss of seeking forbidden pleasure through uniform games, from which she could no longer extricate herself.

"Wait a minute. Hehe, Yiping, let's change clothes today,"

Mayor Liang said, pulling Yiping aside with a malicious smile.

Watching Mayor Liang take a large cardboard box from his drawer, Yiping's heart pounded with unease. What tricks would this lecherous mayor play today? Yet, deep down, Yiping felt a faint sense of anticipation. Although she didn't say it aloud, she had to admit that many of the mayor's novel and bizarre tricks ultimately brought her greater stimulation and pleasure, leaving her completely intoxicated.

Yiping slowly opened the box, revealing a pure white nurse's uniform before her eyes.

"Hmm?"

Yiping felt a little disappointed. When she picked up her clothes to change, she found that she was also wearing underwear, a bra, stockings, and high heels. Judging from the colors, they were obviously meant to match the nurse's uniform, but... but these things were so strange!

Yiping took off her own underwear and put it aside. First, she picked up the underwear, looking at it from left to right, unsure how to put it on. Finally, referring to the instruction pictures that came with it, she figured it out and put it on. But as soon as she put it on, Yiping regretted it.

Only a thin triangular veil covered her vital parts, with thick pubic hair constantly peeking out from the wide gauze. Two extremely thin ribbons stretched from the tip of the veil, passing between her thighs to her back, then along the curve of her buttocks to the other two corners of the veil. To be honest, it looked like she was naked.

Yiping felt incredibly lewd and was about to take it off when she glanced at Mayor Liang and found him staring at her with his mouth agape, completely infatuated.

Was it really that attractive? Yiping's hand couldn't help but reach for her bra.

Compared to underwear, a bra was much easier to put on. But the ingenious design impressed Yiping. She didn't know what material it was made of, but the thin bra had amazing elasticity, making Yiping's already firm breasts stand out high. The white gauze cups were practically transparent, completely exposing Yiping's deep red nipples and areolas.

Looking in the mirror on the wall, Yiping saw herself in a snow-white lace lingerie set, her breasts high and half-naked, her buttocks round and prominent. Even she felt incredibly sexy, let alone Mayor Liang, who was drooling beside her.

Yiping took a deep breath and picked up the stockings. These stockings were also unusual; the intersections of the mesh were deliberately made exceptionally rough. As Yiping slowly pulled them up, the electric-like pleasure from the friction between the rough stockings and her smooth legs made her almost unable to stand. Finally, she managed to pull the stockings up to her thighs, feeling incredibly wet down there, almost reaching a small climax.

To hide her excitement, Yiping quickly put on her high heels and nurse's uniform. However, the high heels only made her buttocks appear even firmer and more prominent; the nurse's uniform had an unexpectedly low neckline and an unusually short hem, so with the slightest movement, her half-naked breasts and buttocks were faintly visible.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, which exuded a sacred yet infinitely sexy aura, Yiping couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Mayor Liang growled softly, shoving Yiping down onto the table from behind. He lifted her shirt with one hand, grabbing her firm, upturned buttocks and kneading them roughly, while the other hand slipped inside her collar, pinching and rubbing her already erect nipples.

"You're fucking sexy!"

Hearing the mayor's words, Yiping blushed crimson, and the mayor's rough caresses made her feel like she was on fire.

In a daze, she felt the mayor pull her slender waist back. Knowing what he was going to do next, Yiping quickly cooperated, thrusting her hips back. "Ah!"

When the mayor forced his unusually large penis into Yiping's body, she saw herself in the mirror, her mouth agape, screaming lasciviously, drool dripping onto the table. Then came wave after wave of frenzied thrusts, the "slap, slap" of the hands landing on her buttocks, making Yiping tremble with immense excitement. Seeing herself groaning with a flushed face, Yiping, in her ecstasy, had a thought: I really am a complete slut!

Mayor Liang sat in his chair, slowly exhaling smoke, observing the busy Yiping. Ever since he hooked up with Jingwen, he had been deeply attracted by her fresh and lively body. For her sake, he had not only distanced himself from many lovers, but he also rarely visited Miss Guan, whom he kept. However, he could not let go of his relationship with Yiping. Having been a seasoned womanizer, he had to admit that Yiping's seemingly pure but inherently wanton nature had firmly bound him. Just like now, seeing Yiping's alluring appearance in her sexy nurse's uniform, the rising lust surprised even himself.

After taking a hot bath, Yiping quickly tidied up the messy suite, then dressed and groomed herself.

"Yiping, how's your consideration of transferring your husband to the Industry and Commerce Bureau as the logistics director, as I mentioned last time?"

"Hmm, Mayor, he basically has no objections. I'll leave this to you."

"Hehe, his eyesight isn't as good as it used to be, and driving won't be convenient anymore. It's good for him to adjust to a new environment. Your daughter is quite good too; her program 'Heavenly Fragrance and Jade' has received rave reviews and is currently performing in the province."

"That's all thanks to your kindness, Mayor."

"Hehe, don't mention it, it's my duty."

The mayor chuckled inwardly. Often, Jingwen would ask him for a favor, and then Yiping would come to him; or the roles would just be reversed. He often got two things at once, and navigating the mother and daughter relationship was quite exciting.

"How about we go have dinner together?"

"No, Mayor, I have some business to attend to."

"Then I'll have Secretary Cheng give you a ride."

Yiping stepped out of the mayor's office and stood by the elevator. Looking back on the past year of her affair with the mayor, she had risen from an ordinary nurse to her current position as deputy director of nursing; her husband was about to be promoted to director of logistics at the Industry and Commerce Bureau; and her daughter had become a star performer in the city's song and dance troupe. All of this told her that her sacrifices were worthwhile. However, a terrible thought kept haunting her: was she really with Mayor Liang for the sake of her family's happiness? Or had she become addicted to the thrill of this affair, and was it more about satisfying her lust?

With a "ding," the elevator arrived. Yiping shook her head and smiled bitterly as she stepped into the elevator. Just as the elevator doors were slowly closing, the elevator next to it arrived, and Jingwen stepped out. (

Chapter 7 of "The Corrupt Official's Amorous History: Mayor Liang"

) Mayor Liang took a hot shower and walked out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed. Suddenly, everything went dark as a pair of icy little hands covered his eyes.

"Who?"

At the same time, the familiar scent of a young girl stimulated his sense of smell.

"Wenwen!"

"Hehe, there's a prize for guessing correctly."

Jingwen released her hands and smiled as she kissed Mayor Liang on the cheek.

"You...you're here...here. Weren't you...weren't you performing in the provincial capital?"

Mayor Liang was momentarily stunned, stammering.

"The performance just ended. I missed you, so I rushed back immediately. Hey, did you miss me?"

"Yes...yes. I missed you terribly."

Mayor Liang secretly rejoiced that Yiping had left earlier; otherwise, the consequences of the two women running into each other would have been unimaginable.

"Really? Hmm, this smell..."

Jingwen suddenly became suspicious, wrinkling her nose.

Oh no! Mayor Liang inwardly groaned. He had just been intimate with Yiping, and the strong scent of passion in the room hadn't dissipated yet, which Jingwen had noticed.

Seeing Jingwen's face slowly darken, Mayor Liang was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Waaah...Uncle Liang, you went to find another woman. Don't you want Wenwen anymore?"

Jingwen plopped down on the ground and started sobbing.

Mayor Liang quickly hugged Jingwen, comforting her in every way. "Don't think like that! How could I bear to part with my little Wenwen!"

"Then why did you..."

"She's an old acquaintance of mine. She came to me for something, you know. I've been holding it in ever since you left, so I acted impulsively..."

"I don't believe you! You must have done something to cause this!"

Mayor Liang coaxed and lied until Jingwen stopped crying and started laughing.

"Hehe, I have a way to stop you from going to other women."

"What way!"

Mayor Liang was startled.

"It's just... hehe... come a little closer... I'll tell you quietly..."

Suddenly, Jingwen pushed Mayor Liang to the ground, then clung to him and kissed him on the lips.

"Hoo hoo... I'm going to drain you dry, see if you still have the energy to go find someone else."

Looking at Jingwen's flushed face and her slowly exposed, snow-white body, Mayor Liang's desire was raging. However, his little brother, who had just finished delivering his load, was still drooping from overwork.

Jingwen glared at Mayor Liang, lowered her head, and took his penis into her mouth.

"Ah... um..."

As Jingwen's tongue slowly swept across the glans, Mayor Liang trembled and cried out in pleasure.

Under Mayor Liang's months of training, Jingwen's sexual skills had matured; she was no longer the naive little girl she once was. Moreover, her talent in sex was arguably no less than her talent in dance. With her licking, sucking, and licking efforts, Mayor Liang's penis finally slowly rose.

Jingwen straddled Mayor Liang, guiding his engorged penis to her entrance, her hips slowly sinking down to swallow it.

"Ah..."

"Oh..."

The moment their bodies completely disappeared into the warm cave, both of them couldn't help but groan loudly.

"Ah, Secretary Cheng, I forgot something, can I go back and get it?"

"Hmm, no problem."

Secretary Cheng turned the car around and drove back towards the city government.

The sex scene in the secret suite was slowly building to its climax.

Jingwen pressed her hands tightly against Mayor Liang's feet, supporting her exaggeratedly backward-leaning upper body, her breasts swaying up and down with the rise and fall of her body; her long, strong legs also slightly supported her lower body, her firm, tender buttocks colliding intensely with Mayor Liang's thighs.

Mayor Liang was intoxicated by wave after wave of sexy impact, while at the same time suffering from his already red and hot penis, which, with the mother and daughter's successive efforts, Mayor Liang suspected that his glans was about to be rubbed raw.

"Ah ah ah... Wenwen... don't go so fast... faster... ah... ah..."

Mayor Liang groaned with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Ding!" The elevator doors slowly opened, and Yiping hurriedly stepped out.

"Ugh... Uncle still... ah... go find someone else... ah...?"

Jingwen asked breathlessly, her voice laced with intense moans.

"No... no... you little vixen are going to kill me... my life..."

"You said it... oh..."

Jingwen screamed, her hands loosening, her wildly swaying waist suddenly snapping, and she fell backward. The hot flesh walls convulsed violently, and with the copious flow of love fluid, they instantly pushed Mayor Liang's penis out.

"Ah... Yi... ah..."

Mayor Liang's engorged penis was almost broken by Jingwen's backward pressure, and he screamed in pain. Fortunately, due to his reflexive leaning forward, coupled with the push from Jingwen's flesh walls, it bounced out and stood erect in the air. However, without Jingwen's cover, he saw someone who shouldn't be there. Startled, he shuddered, and with his muscles contracting violently, his swollen penis suddenly began to ejaculate. Watching streams of semen shoot into the air, tracing beautiful arcs as they landed on Jingwen's lower abdomen, Mayor Liang couldn't help but groan loudly in pleasure.

Jingwen lay there, panting heavily, and in her hazy vision, a familiar figure jumped into her eyes.

"Huff...ah...Mom...Mom..."

"You...you..."

Seeing this lewd scene, Yiping's legs went weak, and she slid slowly to the ground against the door...

Chapter 1 of "The New Officialdom Unmasked "

: It is said that in the Jiangsu Provincial Department of Transportation, there was an office director named Zhang Zhong, who was over 50 years old and about to retire in a few years. Because he had worked in the Department of Transportation for over 30 years, his seniority was unmatched in the entire department, and people respectfully called him "Old Transportation." Zhang Zhong was not very educated, but because of his hard work and meticulousness, he had finally become the office director of the Department of Transportation after decades of hard work.

Despite being only a division-level official, Zhang Zhong was incredibly powerful due to the rapid development of transportation construction across the province since the 1990s. As the provincial transportation department, he wielded immense authority, often awarding projects with a single word from a leader. A single project could cost anywhere from tens or hundreds of thousands to millions of yuan.

Consequently, anyone holding even a minor position within the transportation department became a target for those seeking to secure contracts. After becoming the office director and joining the department's party leadership, Zhang Zhong quickly became the object of flattery, and within a year, his previously impoverished family had become wealthy.

One day, he went to Changzhou for an inspection. That evening, his subordinate units hosted a banquet, and several local construction company executives and contractors, having heard of his arrival, flocked to the event, showering him with respect. Among them was a woman in her early thirties, Song Hui, a contractor for a small local construction company. Having recently started, she saw this as an opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Zhang Zhong.

Once at the table, although she was introduced to Zhang Zhong, he didn't take her seriously, seeing she was just a small company manager. He was busy drinking with the big bosses, and for an hour or so, she hadn't said a single word to him. Just as she was thinking about how to strike up a conversation, some people at the table started telling dirty jokes. One person said, "There are ladies here, you should be mindful of your behavior." Song Hui laughed and said, "What are these jokes? I've heard way more lewd ones."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhong glanced at Song Hui and noticed she was pretty, tall, with prominent breasts, and her eyes were alluring—she was clearly a flirtatious woman.

"Then tell one!"

someone started jeering.

"With Director Zhang here, how could I be so casual?"

Song Hui said, glancing seductively at Zhang Zhong.

"It's alright, it's alright, I like to be casual,"

Zhang Zhong quickly replied.

“If Director Zhang allows, then I’ll tell one!”

Song Hui told several risqué jokes in quick succession. Looking at her alluring figure, Zhang Zhong’s lust flared instantly. He thought to himself that he should definitely get to know this woman better; perhaps he’d find some luck with her. After the drinks, Song Hui asked him for his business card. As he gave it to her, he said, “If you have time to come to Nanjing, I’ll definitely treat you well…”

“Then I’ll definitely come to see you when I’m in Nanjing…”

Song Hui smiled seductively at him.

A month later, Song Hui indeed came to see Zhang Zhong. She called Zhang Zhong when she arrived in Nanjing. He was in his office, so she went there instead. Zhang’s director’s office was a suite; the outer side was for work, and the inner side was for the bedroom. As

soon as Song Hui entered the office, Zhang Zhong’s eyes were glued to her body. She wore a low-cut, short, thin-strapped, purplish-red silk top, revealing a patch of snow-white breast skin, displaying delicate, pink mounds of flesh. Between the two hemispheres, a lovely cleavage was formed, and a platinum necklace matching her earrings adorned her chest, further enhancing her allure. The silk blouse was as thin as a cicada's wing; though not transparent, it clung lazily to her breasts, even revealing tiny nipples.

Her lower body was clad in an absurdly tight beige long, narrow skirt that accentuated her slender waist, firm abdomen, and rounded buttocks, shaping them into their most alluring forms. The skirt also featured a daring slit on the left thigh, extending all the way to the top, exposing her bare left thigh in pink and white fishnet stockings. All of this exuded feminine allure. Zhang Zhong, staring at her, became aroused, forgetting to greet her.

Seeing his expression, Song Hui knew she had a chance and smiled, saying, "What, not welcoming?"

"Not at all, sit down, please sit down!"

Zhang Zhong quickly poured her tea, and as he handed her the cup, he intentionally touched her hand. Song Hui pretended not to notice and explained her purpose. It turned out she wanted to build a gas station and wanted him to put in a good word for her and get the project. "No problem, no problem at all." Zhang Zhong asked for the person in charge's phone number and called immediately. Upon hearing it was Zhang Zhong's connection, the person on the other end immediately agreed.

"How about that? Pretty good friend, huh?"

Zhang Zhong laughed, taking her hand.

"Thank you, Director Zhang."

Song Hui was overjoyed that things had gone so smoothly.

"Thank me? You'd better show some real action..."

Zhang Zhong said, pulling her sexy body into his arms.

Song Hui leaned into his embrace, and the two immediately became entangled. They kissed and touched for a while, then Zhang Zhong led Song Hui into the inner bedroom, placed her on the bed, and frantically tried to undo her skirt, not quite finding a way.

Song Hui pushed him away and said, "Clumsy, take your clothes off first."

In a few quick movements, she stripped herself naked, revealing a voluptuous and alluring body to Zhang Zhong. Zhang Zhong had never seen such a tempting body before. He pounced on Song Hui, spread her legs, thrust his hips forward, and his penis disappeared into her.

Zhang Zhong's penis, though not thick, was quite long. It plunged in all the way, and Song Hui immediately cried out in pleasure, her legs wrapping around his waist from behind. Her buttocks rose and fell with his thrusts, her large breasts bobbing up and down. Zhang Zhong, gazing at the beautiful, alluring body beneath him, wanted to thrust in with all his might. He thrust harder and harder, and within five minutes, waves of pleasure washed over him. He wanted to thrust a little longer, but as he was about to stop, his ejaculation came, and he ejaculated…

Since becoming involved with Song Hui, Zhang Zhong seemed ten years younger. He frequently visited her in Changzhou, and Song Hui would often come to Nanjing for their trysts. The two were inseparable. Zhang Zhong always granted Song Hui's requests, securing numerous construction projects for her. With a

powerful backer, Song Hui's behavior changed drastically. She became a celebrity in the local construction industry; everyone knew she had hooked up with Director Zhang of the provincial government, and everyone treated her with deference. Sometimes, people would ask her for help, asking her to use her connections with Zhang Zhong. Zhang Zhong always complied, and Song Hui's reputation grew even stronger. One day, a friend of hers learned that the Changzhou Bus Station was going to tender for a route to Nanjing. Because it was a popular route, many people wanted to compete for it. This friend knew that Song Hui had connections with Director Zhang of the Provincial Department, so he approached her, promising her a reward of 100,000 yuan a year if the deal went through. Song Hui then rushed to Nanjing and found Zhang Zhong in his office.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhong felt he wasn't familiar with the person in charge at the bus station and was hesitant.

Song Hui immediately changed her expression, saying, "You're not willing to lower yourself, but I promised you. Do you want me to lose face? Then I'm leaving!"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhong immediately softened, saying, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it..."

He then picked up the phone and went directly to the station manager. The bus station was part of the transportation system, and the station manager had long heard of this director. Seeing that he had personally called, he immediately made the decision.

"Alright, I've done it for you, how are you going to reward me?"

"How else can I reward you? At worst, you can do whatever you want with this body, make you ecstatic, you old lecher..."

Song Hui suddenly sat on his lap.

Zhang Zhong pressed Song Hui down onto the desk, deftly stripped off her clothes, lifted her legs, positioned her on the edge of the desk, and thrust his erect penis in.

Now Zhang Zhong was quite adept at it, unhurried and steady, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, quickly bringing Song Hui to a frenzy of moaning. After more than a hundred thrusts, Song Hui said, "Let me change the position for you..."

Saying this, she got off the desk, bent over, and lay prone on it. Zhang Zhong penetrated her from behind, grabbing Song Hui's swaying breasts and rubbing them forcefully as he thrust. But Zhang Zhong was no longer young, and soon he was panting heavily, slowing down his thrusting pace.

Song Hui sensed his exhaustion and quickly said, "Sweetheart, take a break, let me do it."

Zhang Zhong then pulled his penis out, and Song Hui pulled him into the bedroom, made him lie down, and then straddled him, positioning his penis so that her tender, red vulva was aligned with it. With a downward thrust of her plump buttocks, she slowly slid the jade pillar down, performing a "candle-in-the-middle" motion, her pink buttocks moving up and down against his lower abdomen.

Zhang Zhong lay comfortably, enjoying Song Hui's ministrations.

Her full, snow-white body swayed incessantly, her two firm breasts bobbing even more sensually with each thrust, making Zhang Zhong dizzy with desire. As Song Hui actively thrust, she moaned seductively.

Zhang Zhong reached out and grasped her bouncing breasts, rubbing them vigorously. His buttocks thrust upwards in rhythm with Song Hui's ministrations, and he moaned with pleasure, "So good, so incredibly good..."

After having his way with Song Hui, Zhang Zhong knew that power was truly a wonderful thing; such a beautiful woman was at his disposal. So, he unconsciously began searching for other prey.

Chapter 2 of "The New Officialdom Unmasked":

One day, he led an inspection team to several construction sites within the Nanjing transportation system to check on the progress of the work. When he arrived at a small bus stop construction site, the manager of the contracting unit greeted him with a beaming smile, "Director Zhang, your presence is an honor for our company. Please offer your valuable suggestions."

His voice was pleasant and melodious.

It turned out that the manager was a woman around forty years old. She wore a suit skirt, the top of which was pushed up high, her hair was styled in a bun, and combined with her beautiful face, she appeared both dignified and incredibly alluring.

The moment Zhang Zhong saw the woman, known as Manager Xia, his eyes were glued to her chest. He kept thinking: even in a suit jacket, her breasts look so prominent; they must be huge. And look at her face, her eyes, her long, shapely legs—the allure of a mature woman was on full display.

“Director Zhang, what do you think of the quality?”

Manager Xia leaned closer to him.

“Good, good, your construction quality is quite good. Why do you only do such small projects?”

Zhang Zhong praised her without even looking at her.

“We don’t have any connections; we can’t get big projects,”

Manager Xia said.

“I can help you inquire about projects in the future,”

Zhang Zhong proactively offered.

"Really,"

Manager Xia said excitedly, her face glowing. "Director, could you give me your business card? I'd like to come and consult you sometime."

"Sure!"

Zhang Zhong took out his business card and handed it to Manager Xia. While she was taking the card, he touched her hand a few times. Manager Xia was a worldly woman, and seeing this, she went along with it, deliberately pausing her hand during the exchange so Zhang Zhong could feel it properly before letting go. She smiled at him with affectionate eyes, making Zhang Zhong's heart pound. If there weren't other people present, he would have immediately pulled her close and indulged his lust.

A few days later, this woman named Xia Yan came to Zhang Zhong's office. This time, she had changed her outfit. She wore a silk blouse and tight-fitting leggings that cinched her waist, making her breasts stand out even more. Her long, slender legs were pressed tightly against the leggings, showcasing her beautiful lines.

Upon seeing her, Zhang Zhong was so excited that he didn't know what to do. After she sat down, his eyes greedily scanned her chest and thighs, forgetting to even greet her.

Seeing his lecherous look, Xia Yan couldn't help but laugh. "Director Zhang, what are you looking at? Is there anything wrong with my clothes?"

She leaned closer to him.

"Nothing wrong, but seeing you is going to cause me some problems,"

Zhang Zhong said.

"Why do you say that?"

Xia Yan moved even closer to him.

"You're so beautiful, you'll make me love-sick..."

Zhang Zhong began to flirt.

"You're lying. You officials are always surrounded by young and beautiful girls, why would you want an old woman like me?"

Xia Yan lightly slapped Zhang Zhong's thigh.

"You're an old woman? There's no such thing as an old woman as beautiful as a fairy. Young girls can't compare to you. Look at your figure, your face..."

Zhang Zhong said, wrapping one arm around Xia Yan's body and stroking her thigh with the other.

"Director Zhang, don't do this, I'm afraid someone might come in..."

Xia Yan said, but her body leaned into Zhang Zhong's arms.

"The door is closed, no one can come in."

Zhang Zhong pulled Xia Yan into his arms and kissed her passionately. While kissing her, he pressed and kneaded her two large breasts. Xia Yan returned the kiss passionately, her body gently twisting in Zhang Zhong's arms. Her hands reached into Zhang Zhong's crotch and grabbed the bulging breasts, touching them. Under her touch, Zhang Zhong's penis rapidly swelled.

"I can't hold back anymore..."

Zhang Zhong said, unbuttoning Xia Yan's pants.

"Don't do this..."

Xia Yan stopped Zhang Zhong's hand, seeing his stunned expression, then smiled seductively and said, "Unbutton it from top to bottom."

"You slut, I can't wait any longer!"

Zhang Zhong grabbed her top and started unbuttoning it, but the more he rushed, the more chaotic it became, and he only managed to unbutton one button after a long time. Xia Yan, however, deftly pulled down his pants, grabbed his erect penis, and started rubbing it.

"Get out of my way, I'll do it myself..."

Xia Yan pushed Zhang Zhong's hand away, stood up from the sofa, and quickly stripped naked, revealing her shiny and alluring body. Her full breasts were high, her legs were long, and her dark pubic hair was shiny, exuding an enticing scent as she swayed.

Zhang Zhong's already hard penis throbbed involuntarily. With a low growl, he pounced on Xia Yan, pinning her to the sofa, spreading her fair legs, and thrusting his penis inside. As soon as he entered, Xia Yan's legs wrapped around his waist from behind, her buttocks moving up and down with his thrusts, making it incredibly smooth for him. He thrust harder and harder, and within two or three hundred strokes, Xia Yan was gushing with vaginal fluid, moaning incessantly. "So good!" "Wow...that's good...I'm going to die..."

Seeing Xia Yan's seductive appearance, Zhang Zhong's lust grew stronger. He recklessly thrust, driving Xia Yan, who had been leaning against the sofa back, down little by little until she collapsed completely onto the sofa. Zhang Zhong turned around, climbed onto the sofa, and continued his assault on Xia Yan. Xia Yan held Zhang Zhong's head, kissing his face profusely, her hips thrusting vigorously in sync with his movements. They fucked wildly for over twenty minutes before both of them climaxed.

"I didn't realize you were so good at this age..."

Xia Yan said to Zhang Zhong while tidying her clothes.

"Of course, I can do it three or four times a night now without a problem,"

Zhang Zhong said proudly.

"You're not bragging, are you? You're so capable..."

Xia Yan touched her now-soft penis.

"Then when will you show me!"

Zhang Zhong stroked Xia Yan's inner thigh.

"Anytime is fine. But how about that promise you made about helping me get projects?"

Xia Yan sat on Zhang Zhong's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gently kissed his face.

“I’ve already kept an eye out for you. The Yangzhou Transportation Bureau is building an office building, and I’m best buddies with the director. I’ve secured the deal for you, but the director’s kickback can’t be less,”

Zhang Zhong said.

“Of course, your kickback won’t be less either,”

Xia Yan said, beaming.

“I don’t want mine, I’ll let you earn more. I just want the kickback from your body…”

Zhang Zhong leered.

“I’ll give you as much as you want, just to satisfy you, you lecherous wolf…”

Xia Yan’s hand reached down to Zhang Zhong’s crotch again.

“Look, it’s hard again after you touched it. You’ll have to take responsibility…”

Zhang Zhong started to unbutton the clothes Xia Yan had just put on.

"You still want to do it? You were so rough just now. Let me do it this time."

"Okay, let's go to the bed inside."

Zhang Zhong took Xia Yan to the inner room. After they both undressed, Zhang Zhong lay on the bed, and Xia Yan straddled him. She inserted his penis backwards and began to move up and down on top of him. After a while, Xia Yan untied her hair, letting it fall over her shoulders. Her pretty face was even more stunning, and her two full breasts swayed with her body movements, creating a wanton and alluring scene. Zhang Zhong's lust quickly flared up. He used all his energy, changing positions and having a fierce and passionate time with Xia Yan, satisfying his lust to the fullest.

After getting involved with Xia Yan, since they were both in Nanjing, they met secretly from time to time, enjoying themselves immensely. Of course, he also helped Xia Yan get a lot of projects. But after being with Song Hui and Xia Yan for a long time, he felt that although they were beautiful and seductive, they were already married women. He thought about when he could have a young girl so that his life would not have been in vain. Not long after, the

opportunity

came. One day, he went to a subordinate company to inspect the work. During the meal, the company manager asked a typist to accompany him. The typist was a girl who was only twenty years old and named Tian Lin. She was slender and pretty with bright, sparkling eyes. What was rare was that although she was slender, she had a full chest and her breasts were not small.

Upon seeing Tian Lin, Zhang Zhong felt a surge of affection and closeness. He tried to decline all offers of drinks from others at the table, but readily accepted Tian Lin's toast without hesitation. The manager joked, "Director Zhang really likes Tian Lin; why not just

adopt her as your goddaughter?" Zhang Zhong replied, "How could I, in my old age, be worthy of being Tian Lin's godfather?"

Tian Lin said, "Director Zhang, why are you being so polite? I'd be so happy to have a godfather like you..."

The manager said, "Just based on those words, Director Zhang has no choice but to accept Tian Lin as his goddaughter."

Zhang Zhong seized the opportunity to back down, saying, "Alright then, but Tian Lin shouldn't feel wronged in the future."

Tian Lin happily called him godfather on the spot, making Zhang Zhong blush with excitement.

The next day, Tian Lin came to see her godfather. Zhang Zhong happily held Tian Lin's fair hands, asking her all sorts of questions. Finally, Tian Lin mentioned that she was currently a temporary worker at the company and wondered if her godfather could help her become a permanent employee. Zhang Zhong said it would be difficult, but for his goddaughter's happiness, he would do his best to help her get a permanent job.

Overjoyed, Tian Lin hugged Zhang Zhong's neck and kissed him on the cheek, saying, "Thank you, godfather..."

Zhang Zhong seized the opportunity to embrace Tian Lin's delicate body, saying, "You kissed me so well, let me kiss you again."

Although Tian Lin appeared delicate and quiet, she was actually quite cunning. Her parents were ordinary workers, both laid off, and her family was struggling financially. She knew she had no connections and that to change her situation, she had to rely on herself. Her virginity had been taken by her first boyfriend when she was eighteen. Seeing Zhang Zhong like this, she decided to use her body to control him.

She giggled and said, "Godfather is so greedy, this is the last one..."

Saying this, she kissed him on the cheek again, then pretended to break free from Zhang Zhong's embrace.

Zhang Zhong, being the kind of person he was, knew immediately that Tian Lin was someone he could take advantage of. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her face passionately while caressing her body.

Tian Lin feigned resistance, saying no, but her body allowed Zhang Zhong to loosen his clothes and loosen his belt. She half-heartedly resisted, letting Zhang Zhong strip her naked, revealing her fair and delicate body. The body of a twenty-year-old girl was indeed different from that of a woman in her thirties or forties. Her breasts, though not as large as Song Hui's or Xia Yan's, were exceptionally firm, with alluring red nipples and no dark areolas. Her

entire body was fair and radiant, except for sparse, dark pubic hair covering her genitals, making her incredibly beautiful. Zhang Zhong's mouth watered. He quickly stripped off his clothes, picked up Tian Lin, carried her to the inner room, placed her on the bed, and immediately pressed his body against hers. He spread her fair legs and thrust his large penis inside.

"Ouch, be gentle..."

Tian Lin hadn't had sex in a while, and her vagina was very tight. Zhang Zhong's thick penis plunged in, causing a slight pain.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhong assumed Tian Lin was a virgin and immediately slowed down his pace, gently thrusting in and out while asking with concern, "How's this? Does it hurt?"

After a while of slow thrusting, Tian Lin's vagina gradually became wet, and a long-lost pleasure slowly spread throughout her body. The desire to be penetrated grew stronger and stronger. Seeing Zhang Zhong still slowly thrusting, she immediately started moving her hips and said to Zhang Zhong, "It doesn't hurt anymore... use more force... yes... thrust faster... good... faster... good... good daddy!"

As she spoke, she moved her hips up and down, welcoming and receiving him.

Under Tian Lin's guidance, Zhang Zhong thrust faster and harder, his penis tightly enveloped by her vagina. The constant friction between his thrusts brought waves of pleasure. He hadn't expected Tian Lin to be so skilled in sex; each thrust felt perfectly met with her response, incredibly pleasurable. His lust flared, and he thrust all the way in, causing Tian Lin to cry out again, but not in pain, only with pleasurable moans. Amidst Tian Lin's wanton cries, Zhang Zhong thrust even more fiercely, finally ejaculating after nearly a thousand thrusts, while Tian Lin had already climaxed twice. Having slept with

this young and beautiful girl, Zhang Zhong naturally wanted to serve her well. After some arranging, a month later, Tian Lin officially became a state employee and was transferred to a well-paying public institution under the Transportation Department. On

Tian Lin's first day at work, Zhang Zhong called to ask if she was satisfied with her job. Tian Lin was overjoyed on the phone, repeatedly saying she was satisfied, and asked Zhang Zhong not to go home for lunch, as she wanted to come to his office to thank him properly.

At noon, Tian Lin, wearing a light red dress, arrived at Zhang Zhong's office. As soon as she entered, Zhang Zhong grabbed her and pressed her against the door, kissing her passionately. While returning the kisses, Tian Lin reached for Zhang Zhong's crotch. Zhang Zhong's hand moved up the dress, and he immediately felt wet pubic hair. He was startled. "You came here without even wearing underwear."

Tian Lin unbuttoned Zhang Zhong's pants, saying, "I knew you'd take my pants off as soon as you saw me, so I took them off for you to make things easier..."

She then grabbed his erect penis and began rubbing it. "I wonder how long it'll take to satisfy me today."

"It'll take two hours to satisfy me,"

Zhang Zhong said, lifting Tian Lin's dress. Tian Lin wasn't wearing underwear or a bra; her entire white body was immediately revealed to Zhang Zhong. He grabbed her breasts and began kissing them.

Tian Lin pushed Zhang Zhong onto the sofa, straddled him, grasped his penis, aimed it at her vagina, and skillfully sat down, the entire penis disappearing into her.

"You want to do it for two hours? I bet you can only last half an hour..."

Tian Lin and Zhang Zhong had been having sex countless times these past few days, and her lovemaking had become increasingly wanton, driving Zhang Zhong almost into a frenzy. He felt weak if he didn't have sex with her for a day; after all, he was getting older and couldn't withstand every night of passion, often losing to Tian Lin in bed.

"Watch how I fuck you!"

Provoked by Tian Lin, Zhang Zhong's masculinity surged, and he began a fierce battle with her. Tian Lin, having just started a good job, was in a good mood and used all her charms, making countless seductive gestures and fawning over Zhang Zhong, changing positions for him to penetrate her, from the sofa to the bed to the desk, and finally to the floor, going at it for over half an hour before Zhang Zhong finally finished.

"So good..."

After finishing, Zhang Zhong pressed himself against Tian Lin's soft body, touching her beautiful flesh below, feeling immense pleasure.

"You'll have plenty more to enjoy in the future, so take care of yourself so I can serve you well..."

Tian Lin writhes and acts coquettishly beneath him.

"Of course! I'm telling you, goddaughter, I'll take care of everything you need from now on!"

Zhang Zhong groped Tian Lin's breasts.

"Thank you, godfather. I have a job now, but my family of three is still living in a dilapidated house. I wish we could buy a new house sometime..."

Tian Lin seized the opportunity and made a new request.

"This... I'll think of a way for you in a while."

"Godfather, you're so good!"

Tian Lin hugged Zhang Zhong and kissed him. "Want to do it again..."

Tian Lin asked with a smile.

"You vixen, looking at your seductive appearance, I can't help but want to do it. But my little brother can't get hard right away..."

"I'll make it get hard."

Tian Lin said, pushing Zhang Zhong down, bending down, opening her mouth and taking his penis in, kissing him. Zhang Zhong didn't expect Tian Lin to do this, and he immediately became excited. His penis quickly hardened, filling Tian Lin's mouth completely.

"You said you couldn't, but you're already hard..."

Tian Lin chuckled, lightly slapping his penis.

Before Zhang Zhong could answer, she sat on him, moving up and down wantonly, the two once again entering a sea of lust. After getting involved with Tian Lin, Zhang Zhong's contact with Song Hui and Xia Yan decreased, though they would still meet up occasionally. After all, the two were both beautiful and seductive, and their encounters were quite different.

However, to meet with Tian Lin, Zhang Zhong abandoned his previous principle of not accepting bribes and began soliciting them, handing over large sums of money to Tian Lin just to get a smile from her. But as the saying goes, one

should not transgress the rules, and retribution may be delayed, but it will come eventually. Two years later, while Zhang Zhong was still enjoying himself among his three lovers, his bribery was exposed, he was arrested by the procuratorate, and awaited the severe punishment of the law.

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