[A CD's Bizarre Affair] (1-10)

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A CD's Bizarre Affair
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Affair 1
In a hotel room, a white man sat on the sofa watching porn on TV.
Beneath him, a long-haired woman knelt, sucking him vigorously. The man, speaking in slightly accented Mandarin,
said to the woman, "Miya, that's enough." "Hmm?" The woman tucked her stray hair behind her
ear with her left hand, slightly raised her head, and said in a seductive yet slightly deep voice, "But, I want to suck a little more
…" The man lifted the woman's chin, as if to kiss her, but she turned away. "Hmm…"
"No...John, I just sucked, it's dirty." John helped Mia up, then pounced on her on the bed. Through
her long linen top, he rubbed her breasts with one hand while his other hand slipped inside her denim hot pants, skillfully
caressing her. Stimulated in her genitals, Mia couldn't help but moan softly. John gently bit Mia's
earlobe and whispered, "Little pervert, you want it too, don't you?" He then pulled off Mia's hot pants,
revealing her legs clad in brown stockings and white lace panties, with a swollen lump in the panty area.
Yes, Mia was actually a CD.
John slipped his hand inside Mia's panties, stimulating her genitals with varying pressure, then loosened the belt around her waist
, pulled open her top, and greedily rubbed her breasts. John flipped Mia over into a doggy-style position
, pulled down her stockings and underwear, and said to her, "Little slut, if you want it, beg me." He
squeezed her hard again. "Ah...faster...faster...use your...big...big cock...harder...harder...ah
...fuck me...I want...with...with your big penis...harder...harder...fuck me...fuck my pussy..."
Mia answered incoherently. John deliberately teased Mia, slapping her buttocks and teasingly
saying, "Too quiet, not sincere." "My big cock brother...fuck sister...use your big cock
...fuck sister's little cunt...sister is wet...so wet..." Mia shouted loudly. John smeared baby oil
on his penis, spread Mia's buttocks, and was about to thrust it in.
"Wait a minute!!" John frowned, a slight jarring sound amidst his heightened desire. He
watched as Mia picked up a pair of handcuffs from the bedside table, removed her top, and, revealing herself wearing a white lace bra and D-cup prosthetic
breasts, sat beside John. She said, "Cuff me, cuff me behind my back, and you can do whatever you want with me." Her
face flushed, and she even stuck out her tongue slightly. John turned and pinned Mia to the bed, cuffing her hands behind her back. He then began
thrusting forcefully into her anus.
"Ah...ah...so good...so good...ah ah...Mom...ah...ah...be gentle...ah ah...I can't take it anymore...ah
...too...too good...ah...stop...ah...no...no...no...can't...ah...dying...dying...ah...
God...ah...ah...have...have...my...life...ah..."
"Quickly use your big cock to fuck me...oh...um...oh...so good...fuck harder...fuck me to death...fuck
harder...fuck this cunt to death...oh...husband...quickly...use your big cock to fuck my asshole...
oh...let my asshole burst...your cock is so big...oh...fuck harder...oh...um...oh..."
…Mmm…ah…so good…so good…I’m dying of pleasure…put it in my ass…” As John thrust in and out,
Mia began to moan loudly, “Ah…ah…so…so good…ah…ah…I’m going to die…you’re so good at it…
ah…so good…don’t stop…ah…fuck me…ah…so good…ah…ah…ah…god…ah…so good
…ah…so good…ah…so good…ah…so big…ah…so good…so good…ah…ah…amazing…amazing…ah…ah…ah
…I’m going to heaven…brother…big cock…ah…I’m going to die…you’re so good at it…ah…so good…so good…ah…
……It’s all the way in… Ahh… I can’t take it… Brother… Big cock… Super… Great… Ah… Ahh… I can’t
take it… I’m going to… be… fucked to death… Ah… Ah…
Hearing Mia’s wanton moans, John pulled up the handcuffs and made Mia sit on his lap. “Brother… Big cock
… You’re so good at fucking… Ah… So good… So good… Ah… Fuck… Fuck harder… Ah… It’s all the way in… Ahh
… Sister… I can’t take it… I love it… Ah… I love brother… Brother’s big cock… Ahh… Ah… Sister… Every
day… I want to fuck… Fuck my little ass… I can’t take it… Fuck sister to death… Ah… Ah…” Mia greedily demanded,
constantly swaying her hips. “Oh… Brother’s is so big… Your cock is so… big… Ah… Your… "Your penis is so big...it
fills my little hole completely...I can't take it anymore...my hole is so tight..."
John changed positions, making Mia kneel on the bed, holding the handcuffs with one hand and playing with Mia's
prosthetic breasts with the other. "Ah...ah...heartless brother...big penis brother...you're going to fuck me to death...fuck me
hard...fuck me hard...fuck my little slutty hole to death...yes...I'm a slut
...fuck me to death...fuck me to death..." "Oh...fuck me...oh...fuck
me...fuck me hard...ah...so good...so good..." Mia's moans made John thrust even harder, her disheveled
hair swaying around with the movement.
John felt he was about to ejaculate and said to Mia, "I...oh...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum
." Mia turned her head and said, "Spray it into your sister...spray it into your sister's cunt...don't pull it out...please, brother...please,
brother, spray it inside...my cunt needs...needs your lubrication..."
"Deeper...oh...so good...so good...I feel so good...fuck me...fuck me...dear brother...oh
...my asshole feels so good...oh...fuck my cunt...fuck my cunt harder...deeper...my cunt is so itchy...
oh...my cunt is going to heaven...oh...um...um...oh..."
"Oh...oh...ah...you feel so good touching my breasts...ah...help me scratch
my cunt...that will make me more excited...oh...um...um...so good...so good...so good
...oh...oh...big cock...you've shot out some good stuff...I'm going to be shot to death...oh...oh
...ah...ah...um...oh...oh...um...um...oh...oh...um..."
…Mmm…Oh…Ah…Ah…Oh…Oh…It feels so good…Don’t stop…Faster…Don’t
stop…Oh…Mmm…Oh…Oh…Mmm…So good…So good…So good…
Oh…Oh… …Oh…Oh…Ah…Oh…Oh…Oh…Mmm…Mmm…So good…So good…So good
…Oh…Ah…“Following Mia’s moans, John roared, “Oh…I’m coming…I’m coming…” John
ejaculated his hot semen into Mia’s rectum, and Mia simultaneously let his semen spill onto the bed.
After the climax, the two fell onto the bed, John gently embracing Mia, panting heavily.
After resting for a moment, John unlocked Mia’s handcuffs and whispered to her, “Baby, you were so lewd today.” Mia punched
John’s chest and said coquettishly, “You’re so annoying, it’s all because of your training.”
John stroked Mia’s hair, “By the way, the company agreed to the cooperation you proposed before.”
"Really? That's great." Mia leaned against John's chest. "That means the mission is complete."
John tapped Mia's head. "It's because you're so capable."
"Yeah, it is." Mia smiled.
"Time's almost up. Go wash up and we can go. Let's prepare for the follow-up." John glanced at his watch.
Mia got up, drank a glass of water, poured another glass and placed it by the bedside, took off her wig and went into the bathroom. "I'll
shower first. Call me, okay?"
"Okay!" John leaned forward to drink the water, then turned to look at the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, the two men in sharp suits parted ways at the hotel entrance. Before leaving, John leaned close to
Mia's ear and said, "Next time, I hope to see you in an office suit, okay? Mr. Mia." 　　At 9:50 AM, in the manager's office, I stood before his desk, reporting on the cooperation project. A
shrewd and 　　capable middle-aged man was carefully reviewing the documents on his desk while listening to my report. 　　After I finished, he looked up, adjusted his glasses, and smiled approvingly, "Good Job! 　　You've done a great job securing this project, Mia." I smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Manager. If there's nothing 　　else, I'll go back to work." 　　As I turned to leave, the manager called me back. "By the way, about the other company's business manager, his name is 　　…John, right?" 　　I turned, raising an eyebrow. "What? Is there a problem?" 　　"No, nothing, just some rumors." The manager adjusted his glasses. "Someone's saying you two have 　　some kind of ambiguous relationship." 　　"What kind of ambiguous relationship?" I waved my hand. "He's a married man with kids. Would he look like he's 　　having an affair with some guy?" 　　"I don't look gay at all. Even if I were, would it be illegal?" I opened the door and 　　answered without turning around. "We're just friends, I guess." 　　"Maybe." The manager took off his glasses and wiped them lightly. "You have secrets, and I'll find out eventually." 　　Leaving the manager's office, I saw the accountant, Xiaoling, waving at me. I went over, and Xiaoling handed me a large cardboard box, 　　saying coldly, "Sent from XX company. Unopened. Do you want to open it now?" 　　"No need. It shouldn't be anything important. I'll look at it when I get back." I looked down at the sender 　　. It was from John. What could it be? Just then, my phone rang. It was John. 　　"Hello... what did you send?" I said calmly. 　　"It's arrived, Miahani..." John's voice was a little flippant. 　　I turned and went back to my seat. "You should know you're not allowed to call me that at the company." I paused, 　　"There are a lot of ears in the company, I don't want anyone to misunderstand." " 　　Sorry, sorry," John's tone returned to normal, "Open it and take a look later, I'll 　　call you back." He hung up without waiting for a reply. 　　"What the heck..." I opened the package, took a look, immediately hid the box under my desk, left the office, and angrily 　　called John on my cell phone. 　　" 　　What did you say about me? Is this play tricks on me?" 　　John's tone was even more infuriating in response to my questioning. " 　　You're under the wrong tree, I'm serious." "Bullish 　　it!" I tried my best to keep my voice down. "You actually sent me a women's suit!" 　　"Mia, listen to me," John's voice became serious. "Tonight, I have a business dinner..." 　　"What does that have to do with me!" "I need a female companion..." 　　"Go find your wife or a female colleague!" "But I want to go find you!" 　　"..." I fell silent. It wasn't that I hadn't dressed up before, but this time, it was a huge challenge 　　. 　　I said sternly, "Aren't you worried that people will find out I'm a cross-dresser, and about our relationship?" 　　"I trust you! Besides..." John's tone turned flippant again, "After you cross-dress, 　　no one would believe you're a guy on the street." 　　After a moment's thought, I asked, "What time? Where to?" "7 o'clock, I'll pick you up," John 　　replied quickly, "Wear this outfit today, I'm looking forward to it." The call ended. 　　"Sigh..." I looked at my phone, sighed, and went back to my office to work. 　　After work, I quickly went home, rubbing my rumbling stomach. 　　I'd deliberately skipped lunch for the evening's business dinner, hoping to slim down my waist. I quickly showered, did a quick shave, 　　opened my wardrobe, and... well... took out a black lace vest, a matching thong, and D-cup prosthetics. 　　After putting them on, I sat down at the vanity to do my makeup. To emphasize my eyes, I 　　added false eyelashes in addition to eyeshadow. After finishing, I blinked at myself in the mirror. I applied pink lipstick and 　　a touch of lip gloss, and a mesmerizing beauty appeared before me. 　　I turned and put on the suit he'd given me. "Wow... it fits perfectly! How did he know my size?" 　　Looking in the full-length mirror, I circled my reflection. "The skirt is so short, it must be about 20 centimeters above the knee."

"What a pervert," I thought to myself, but I still took out my black lace fishnet stockings, put them on, and fastened them with the suspenders of my vest 　　.
They barely covered the toes and suspender buttons; they'd just peek out when I moved . 　　Looking at my wig, I decided to dress like an office lady today, something more mature would be better. So I picked up a 　　light brown, wavy, side-swept wig, put it on, and secured it with hair clips so 　　it wouldn't fall off easily if someone pulled it. A few hair accessories later, I was done. 　　Looking in the mirror, my Adam's apple was a little prominent. I took a long scarf and tied it around my neck like a flight attendant, 　　adjusting it slightly to conceal it. Just then, my phone rang. 　　"Hey..." I whispered, "Mia, I'm at the door, come out quickly." John was a little excited. 　　"Just a little longer... almost done." Hearing John's voice, I cleared my throat and switched to a slightly deep, 　　feminine voice, coaxing him. 　　I put my phone, keys, and other odds and ends into my handbag, put on a pair of three-inch white high heels, and 　　went out. I quickly got into John's car, fastened my seatbelt, and my D-cup breasts looked like they were about to burst out. 　　John whistled, "You look great, I have good taste, Mia." He started the car and drove off to our destination. 　　"Is this okay?" I still looked in the mirror with some apprehension. John patted my thigh, "Protect 　　! You look great like this." 　　"Don't worry, you have the qualifications to compete for Miss World." "Stop talking nonsense, I don't have that kind of qualifications." 　　I retorted irritably. 　　"Miya." "Hmm?" I turned to look at John, who was focused on driving. " 　　Can you adjust your voice a bit more? A little higher, a little more seductive." 　　"Will this work?" I contracted the muscles in my throat, trying to make my voice meet his requirements 　　. 　　"A little low, a little higher." 　　"How about this?" 　　"Hmm, can you be a little louder?" 　　"No! I can't raise my voice like this." 　　"It sounds like a mosquito's buzz..." John complained softly. 　　"Anyway, there are girls who can't raise their voices, don't mind this kind of thing." I rolled my eyes at him. 　　Affair 2-2 　　"We're here." John stopped in front of a hotel. The valet quickly came over to open the door for us. 　　When I got out of the car, the valet paused for a moment when he saw me, but quickly recovered. As I followed John 　　into the hotel, I vaguely heard their conversation: "What a beautiful girl," "Yeah, her legs are so long," 　　"Her breasts are so big, I really want to touch them." 　　John gently put his arm around my shoulder. "Getting a little confident, huh?" "You heard that too?" I looked at him. 　　"I can hear every compliment I receive about my girlfriend." John smiled and walked into the hotel, 　　saying to the doorman, "I had an appointment. I'm John from XX Company." The doorman looked at me and casually 　　replied, "Yes, Mr. John, please follow me to room 00." 　　On the way to my reserved room, staff and guests alike would 　　glance back at me as they passed, whispering amongst themselves: "Such beautiful legs, such a perky butt... 　　" "Big boobs and a perky butt, which company's secretary is she?" "So alluring, she must be the boss's mistress 　　..." "Such a short skirt, maybe she's an escort..." 　　Hearing these conversations, I finally arrived at my room, blushing, and sat on the sofa. John sat gently 　　beside me, reaching out to let me nestle against his chest, soothingly saying, "Your disguise is so beautiful, no one 　　thinks you're a boy." 　　"Mmm..." I buried my face in his chest, blushing, but a different feeling stirred within me. "Such a beautiful 　　girl, such a beautiful girl, such a beautiful girl, such a beautiful girl, such a beautiful girl..." the words 　　kept echoing in my mind. 　　A knock sounded at the door. John and I quickly separated, straightened our clothes, and I automatically opened the door. 　　The doorman led two men in. John quickly stood up and shook hands with one of the shorter, somewhat imposing men 　　: "Manager Chen, hello, thank you for coming today." The man called "manager" gave a perfunctory 　　reply, his gaze passing over John and drifting towards me: "And this young lady is...?" John smiled: "This is 　　my partner, Mia." "Oh... hello, may I ask your surname, young lady?" Manager Chen extended his hand to shake mine. 　　"Manager Chen, hello, my surname is Ye, nice to meet you." I smiled and answered him in the voice John had requested 　　. 　　Now, I finally understand why girls feel disgusted when they feel a pervert staring at them. The skirt 　　was too short, becoming even shorter as I sat on the sofa, barely covering my buttocks. My thighs and the straps were completely exposed. 　　Manager Chen's gaze was like a sharp knife, as if he wanted to slice my clothes open piece by piece, as if 　　he wanted to strip me naked. Secretary Wang, though not saying much, had an even deeper look in her eyes, her focus constantly 　　lingering on my skirt. I instinctively leaned against John, adjusting my stance and holding onto my collar and hem, 　　afraid that any accidental exposure would intensify their predatory stares. 　　John started discussing business as soon as they came in, opening a few bottles of red wine, hoping that the alcohol would help the business 　　proceed smoothly. But... I hadn't eaten anything. Although I only politely touched my lips, the alcohol was still making 　　my face gradually turn red. I rested my hand on the table, inadvertently glancing at their discussion. "It's so hot..." 　　I unconsciously unbuttoned the top three buttons of my shirt, revealing glimpses of my cleavage. 　　Secretary Wang's gaze was practically spitting fire. He nudged Manager Chen with his elbow, and Manager Chen, 　　understanding, kept urging me to drink. That damned John, with a look of schadenfreude, only managed to deflect a few drinks before 　　letting them continue. 　　After a few drinks, I started to lose my senses, collapsing onto the sofa. In my hazy state, several hands 　　began to move from my calves upwards, roaming over my body. I struggled weakly for a moment, but could only endure their 　　groping. Fueled by the alcohol, the sensation of being touched through my clothes made me moan softly in pleasure. Then…

My skirt was lifted up, and my private parts were being lightly touched. "He's got a penis, huh?" "Those breasts are fake too
, but they feel pretty real." "He's so alluring, it wouldn't matter if he were a man." "Please
don't hurt him, I have a duty to take care of him." It was John. "Manager Li (John's last name),
I'm very satisfied with today's case." Manager Chen was probably leering. "Let's celebrate."
John smiled happily, slightly drunk. He took off his pants and pulled me up, making me kneel on the ground.
He rubbed his large penis against my face, softly calling, "Miya, Mia, wake up! Wake
up." "Hmm?" I still remembered to make my voice sound more feminine, but in my dazed state, seeing John's penis
, I took it in without thinking.
"Mmm... ooh... gurgle... mmm... ooh... gurgle... gurgle ooh..." I licked
John's penis with my tongue, sometimes lightly, sometimes forcefully, like licking a lollipop. John seemed to be enjoying it
. Soon, he started moving on his own, thrusting and rubbing forcefully inside my mouth and throat.
While John was playing with my mouth, my clothes were taken off, leaving me only in my corset, underwear, and stockings.
My scattered high heels were put back on. "This looks more like a prostitute." That must have been Secretary Wang's voice.
"Oh... Mia, you're licking so hard today." John groaned comfortably, while Chen and Wang weren't idle either
, kissing and playing with my body and genitals.
I licked his glans hard with the tip of my tongue. John couldn't stand the stimulation and was about to ejaculate. "Ugh
... I shot it all... swallow it all!" He grabbed my head forcefully, his semen shooting from the tip
into my throat. "You... ugh... how could you... shoot... shoot it in my mouth... ugh... swallow it all... it tastes so fishy..."
I complained, swallowing hard.
"John, can we enjoy ourselves now?" Manager Chen's tone was filled with madness. He pulled me onto the sofa
, into a doggy-style position, ripped off my lace thong, and pulled out his penis,
gently sliding it against my genitals. Gradually, his penis slowly entered my anus. "You... who are you... how..."
…How could you do this… Ah… Ah… So bad… Ah… No… No… Ah… No… Ah… I
… Can’t… Can’t take it anymore… Ah… Ah… No… I struggled weakly, “Ah… You’re so bad… You
’re teaching someone else to fuck your wife… Ah… He’s fucking me… Ah… It hurts… Ah… So good… Ah…
I won’t do it again… I won’t do it again… Ah… Dear brother… Be gentle… Ah… Ah… Oh… Husband…
He’s fucking me so good… Ah…” I protested, my mind hazy.
Secretary Wang stood in front of me, demanding that I perform oral sex on him. John kneaded my prosthetic breasts, licking from my earlobe
to my back, his hand restlessly gripping my penis, moving it back and forth. The pleasure of John ravaging my breasts was mixed with
a tingling sensuality, my drooling mouth was filled with Secretary Wang's saliva-covered penis ravaging me, while Manager Chen
tightly embraced my slender waist, licking the skin of my back.
I had become their plaything, 'Slap! Slap! Slap slap!' My heart-shaped, white buttocks were pounded until they were covered in a
peach-red stain. 'Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!' Manager Wang's penis continued to bombard my body. Perhaps
from drinking too much red wine, it turned into semen, flowing from my spread buttocks to my inner thighs,
leaving glistening marks along my kneeling legs as I was being penetrated.
"Ah...bad brother...ah...um...be gentle...um...ah...like...like a little bitch...ah...I am a little
bitch...ah...harder...dear brother...oh...so good...oh...I am a little bitch who needs to be fucked...my
pussy feels so good...ah...harder...my little slutty pussy feels so good..." I moaned in a charming voice,
though the sound was not loud, it made the three of them even more crazy.
"Ah...no more...like this...hurry up and thrust...thrust all the way in...fuck hard...fuck to the core...fuck through my sister...
don't go out...ah...faster...all the way in...fuck through my little hole...ah..." Drunk, my lust was so high that I
couldn't even believe it myself. Orgasms kept coming, and as they kept changing positions,
they used their mouths, buttocks, and hands. As long as I could orgasm, I didn't care about anything else.
Before long, the two men in front and behind and John all screamed and ejaculated on my body. They sprayed on my
back, chest, buttocks, mouth, and face. "Oh...fuck my cunt...oh...oh...um...ah
...ah...um...oh...oh...brother cock...I'm going to heaven...I'm going to heaven...thrust me harder...fuck me...harder
...oh...oh...I'm going to heaven...oh...um...ah...ah..." With their ejaculation, I also reached
an orgasm for who knows how many times. My penis was hard and painful, but no semen was spraying out. Only colorless liquid
flowed from the tip.
When I came to, I was already in my own bed, no longer wearing the suit, but a pink
, sheer lace nightgown. I smelled faintly of soap, and my whole body ached when I tried to get up.
"Oh..." "You're awake." John, who was lying beside my bed, heard my soft exclamation and quickly woke up.
He propped me up with pillows, making me half-reclined on the bed, and picked up
the milk he had prepared and placed beside the bed, gently feeding me. "Drink slowly, don't choke." Seeing my confused look, John
explained apologetically.
"Sorry... I didn't know you couldn't hold your liquor," he gently stroked my cheek.
"We were both drunk, we went too far." He watched me finish my milk, then took the glass to wash it. "I'll
carry you to the taxi, and help you shower and change."
He returned to the bedside, his gentle eyes a stark contrast to the wildness of the night at the hotel. "It's 2 a.m.
, get some more sleep."
"Where's your car?" "I left it at the hotel for now. Don't drink and drive," John smiled softly. "
It's good to see you're alright." He turned to leave.
"I'll see you out." I bowed slightly, trying to get up, but he pressed me down. "You need to rest. Today
was too crazy. Goodnight."
I could only watch him leave, silently reflecting on the day's events, before slowly drifting off to sleep.
It was truly a crazy night... ( The story continues with
"Affair 3 Part 1" )
After that crazy night, although my whole body ached, I still had to go to work in the morning. I forced myself
out of bed, quickly washed up, and went to the company. As soon as I arrived at the company, before I even
reached my seat, my female colleague, Xiao Qiao, carrying a stack of documents, passed by me. It was just a slight bump, Xiao Qiao only swayed, but I fell
to the ground. Xiao Qiao looked at me meaningfully: "Maiya, didn't you go too far? You should do some
normal exercise." I could only awkwardly smile and say, "I haven't exercised in a long time, I overdid it." If he
knew that I had been gang-raped by three men all night, what kind of expression would Xiao Qiao have?
Since that night, John hasn't come to see me for several days, except for business meetings and some phone calls.
And I, still playing the role of the hardworking, slightly reclusive Maya during the day; at night, I change into women's clothes and
stay in my room playing the role of the reclusive Mia.
Until Friday, John called: "Did you miss me, Mia, my darling?" "What's wrong?
What mischief are you thinking about now?" Having known each other for so long, I could tell from his tone that he was definitely up to no good.
John said in a coquettish tone, "Oh... Mia, my darling, I was just wondering if you were feeling
any better." "Don't give me that!" I replied irritably, "I can tell from your tone that it's definitely not like that."
"Hehehe, Mia, you really know me." "It's not like we just met yesterday. So, tell me, what do you want now?"
"Nothing, Xinyue is going back to her parents' house in the south tonight and won't be back for a few days." Xinyue is John
's wife, a rather shrewd and capable woman. I only met her through John, but we weren't close.
"So?" I asked bluntly, "What do you want? Aren't you afraid I'll tell your wife?"
John smiled. "A date? How about we go on a date tomorrow?" "What are two grown men going on a date for
..." Before I could even process what he meant, John threw out another line: "Of course, you'll be my girlfriend. 　　How about
we dress up and go shopping together?" 　　"What?" My voice involuntarily rose an octave. "That's not a good idea..." " 　　What if we run into someone we know?" 　　John said happily, "No problem, no problem. Your disguise will be perfectly fine." 　　(The problem is with you...) I thought to myself. Even if no one recognizes me in disguise, a married man 　　walking intimately on the street with a woman who isn't his wife or child—I wonder if his problem is bigger or 　　mine. 　　John continued, "Tomorrow's the weekend, I'll pick you up at 10. I know you like to sleep in on weekends. 　　I'll prepare breakfast for you, and then we'll go shopping at the department store, the shopping street, Fisherman's Wharf..." He rambled on 　　and on, and after the first two sentences, I was completely lost. The rest of the rambling went in one ear and out the other 　　. 　　"Hey..." I was about to say something when John happily said, "It's decided, Mia, baby, 　　objection rejected!" He added at the end, "Dress nicely, love you... um... ah!" and then 　　hung up. Looking at my phone, I went out onto the balcony, gazing at the night view, thinking, (We're going on a date...) Though I 　　said I didn't want to, I was actually quite looking forward to it. 　　"I should prepare my clothes for tomorrow," I murmured, 　　taking out the women's clothes from my closet one by one to compare and match. Listening to TV programs, as I browsed, it was already late at night. 　　Early in the morning, before the alarm even went off, I turned it off. I got up, washed up, took a nice, fragrant shower, 　　shaved, and then took out my D-cup silicone prosthetic breasts—the kind that felt exactly like real breasts. I applied some adhesive 　　, carefully attached them, and then used foundation to cover the edges. This way, even without my bra, unless you 　　looked closely, my breasts would appear as beautiful teardrop shapes. 　　I put on the light blue half-cup bra and matching sheer panties, then put on a corset to make my waist 　　look slimmer. I tucked the little bits of flesh that had squeezed out from the sides of my breasts into the bra, making my already D-cup breasts look even more voluptuous 　　. I chose a delicate orange velvet tank top with thin straps, revealing the cute bra straps with little bows. Pulling up 　　my clothes, a small cleavage appeared. I put on a denim mini skirt with a slightly tiered hem, which 　　would expose me if I bent over. I fastened a metal waist chain and a beaded necklace, and paired it with my chestnut-brown, wavy, shoulder- 　　length hair. I posed in front of the mirror a few times, and only when I felt perfect did I sit down and apply a sweet-looking makeup. 　　I packed my things into my bag. Spring weather is unpredictable, so I threw on a denim jacket, chose 　　houndstooth elastic tights, and slipped on lace-up platform high-heeled boots. Just as I zipped up my boots, the doorbell rang 　　. Looking through the peephole, I saw John. But when I opened the door, I was greeted by a large bouquet of roses and a plastic bag of breakfast 　　. 　　"Good morning, John," I said, accepting the roses and turning to find a water bottle to put them in. 　　"Good morning, Mia," John said, entering the room and closing the door behind him. "You 　　look beautiful today." 　　"Because I have a date. Why did you buy me breakfast?" I said, putting the roses in the water bottle and kissing his cheek. She casually 　　grabbed a long silk scarf and wrapped it around her neck, twirling it around John. Her skirt billowed, 　　revealing glimpses of her sheer panties. He whistled approvingly, "Sexy enough. It makes me want to devour you right now, you adorable 　　little lamb." 　　"Let's eat breakfast on the cart. I bought your favorite egg pancakes and milk tea." He shook the plastic bag in his hand, 　　his right hand on his hip. "My dear Mia, please." I slung my bag over my shoulder, hooked my left arm around his right 　　, and snuggled up to the cart. 　　On the bus, I ate my breakfast in small bites. John glanced at me. "You're quite different 　　." 　　"How so?" I continued eating slowly and deliberately. "I don't want to get my clothes dirty." 　　"You, a boy, even though you're a bit delicate, still have boyish habits. You practically gulp down your food." 　　John paused. "The way you eat right now, there's a Chinese saying that perfectly describes it, 'Everyone 　　...everyone what?'" 　　"A lady of high society." I finished the last bite of my egg pancake, picked up my milk tea, and drank it. "I'm wearing a corset, so I can't really eat much 　　."

"Besides, I don't want to ruin my figure by eating too much." After finishing her milk tea and cleaning up the trash, she took
out a mirror to look at herself. "My philosophy is that you need to have the right demeanor to play the role you're playing."
"Yes," John said, waiting for the green light. "How about we go shopping at OO Department Store? Xin Yue's
birthday is coming up soon, and I want to pick out a gift for him."
I looked out the window, sometimes wondering what kind of relationship we had. Were we friends? Yet we'd already had very intimate
contact; was it an affair? He was thinking about his wife. Even I didn't understand what kind of relationship this was
. All I could do was, after dressing up, become the cute little woman he described.
"What kind of gift do you want to pick out for him?" I asked casually. John drove to the underground
parking lot of OO Department Store. "I don't know, let's look around as we go. With you here, Xin Yue will definitely be satisfied."
Stepping into the elevator, the crowded elevator separated John and me. Amidst the surging crowd, a hand quickly lifted
my short skirt and slipped between my long legs.
"Ah..." The sudden attack startled me, and I let out a short gasp, but the sound was completely drowned out by the surrounding noise
. The crowd pressed in layer upon layer, and the person behind me was now pressed tightly against my back and buttocks, making it impossible for me to move
. A hand inside my skirt was already covering my round, smooth buttocks.
"Pervert!" After a few seconds of blankness, I finally reacted. For a moment, my brain seemed to stop working
; I didn't know how to resist the invasion from behind. In my blank mind, I could only vividly feel that
incredibly hot hand wantonly kneading my stockinged buttocks. Strong fingers had completely sunk
into the tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if savoring the fleshy texture and elasticity of my buttocks.

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