My affair with the receptionist (Part 3)

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During my free time at work, I wrote two articles and received a lot of encouragement from fellow enthusiasts. I decided to continue sharing my story with the receptionist on the forum.
This is a sequel to the previous one. If you want to know the backstory, go read the previous article; the title isn't "My Affair with the Receptionist." I'm using this title now so I can record any interesting things that happen in the future.
Here's the main story:
After our textual lovemaking, we both went to sleep. I woke up the next day feeling refreshed. Not satisfied with just the textual stimulation from the previous night, I was eager to seduce the receptionist again.
I thought that with the passion in the storage room and last night's textual lovemaking, seducing the receptionist would be a piece of cake, or that she was already mine. It turns out my thinking was too simplistic; getting someone to obey you isn't so easy.
After lunch, I had an hour's break at work. I quickly left the cafeteria and went to a nearby 7 Days Inn to book a short-stay room. I messaged the receptionist with my room number, telling her to come over quickly.
Not long after, the receptionist came to my room. I was so eager, I pounced on her like a hungry wolf, kissing and groping her. I don't know where she got the strength, but she pushed me away.
"What do you take me for? I'm here to tell you, I'm not someone you can just call on anytime..."
Before she could finish, I grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed. "Stop pretending, no need to act innocent."
The receptionist slapped me across the face, stunning me.
"What, trying to force yourself on me? Let me tell you, if you really want to hook up, it's not your turn. Use your brain..."
With that, the receptionist straightened her clothes and left the hotel to go back to her company. Leaving me alone in the room, stunned.
...
OP, thinking back, the previous two times were fine, so why does today feel completely wrong? What went wrong?
OP wasn't in the mood anymore, checked out, and went back to the company. When I entered, I greeted the receptionist, and she politely replied, acting like a normal person.
I sat in my seat, feeling a little apprehensive, but when faced with a problem, you have to find a solution; giving up isn't in the nature of us engineering guys.
I carefully recalled my past experiences and then remembered some movies that came to mind, like Fifty Shades of Grey.
I seemed to have found some clues. I immediately got up, ready to leave the company. As I left, I gave the receptionist a strange, slightly threatening smile. I thought to myself, "You just wait..."
I arrived at the door of a store I'd passed by many times, wanting to go in but never actually doing—Orange Adult.
Inside, there were all sorts of props that you only see in adult videos, as well as various kinds of sexy lingerie; the whole scene was extremely erotic. I quickly bought a remote-controlled vibrator from the owner, paid, and left.
Back at the company, only the receptionist was there; she looked at me suspiciously.
I walked over, shoved the vibrator into her hand, and said, "Here's a little toy for you. Do you dare wear it to the meeting at 3 PM?" I gave her a wicked smile and left.
The receptionist looked closely and quickly put the item away in the cabinet.
During this time, I stopped trying to seduce the receptionist. If I wasn't mistaken, she meant that she would only cooperate with me if I aroused her sexual desire and gave her a sense of excitement and novelty.
Whether this was true or not, we'd find out at the year-end summary meeting at 3 PM.
At 2:30 PM, the vice president sent a message in the company group chat: the year-end summary meeting would officially begin at 3 PM, and everyone was required to attend, except for colleagues traveling on business. Those who couldn't attend should immediately ask the general manager for leave.
Those half an hour was incredibly agonizing; whether I'd have any luck with women would be revealed in half an hour.
At 3 PM, colleagues began to enter the main office. As I passed the receptionist, I pressed a button on the remote control in my bracelet pocket. The receptionist shuddered, and our eyes met. Instantly, everything was clear. The beast within me roared. Receptionist, receptionist, today I'll make you remember this forever.
The meeting started promptly at 3 PM. The receptionist was also responsible for serving tea and water to the leaders during the meeting, and she had to sit in the outermost seat so that she could open the door for anyone else who came in.
At first, I only controlled the vibrator to vibrate slightly, and the receptionist remained calm, everything as usual, her face unchanged. But the slight blush on her cheeks made my mind wander. She must be wet down there now, and I really wanted to touch her to see if the flow of her secret paradise was sweet.
"Ding-dong!" The deliveryman rang the doorbell at the company gate. My heart skipped a beat. The receptionist had just stood up to open the door when I quickly increased the power. She hadn't taken two steps when she suddenly cried out, "Ah!" and lost her composure, squatting down on the ground.
The leader immediately stopped speaking, and everyone in the company looked at the receptionist, wondering what had happened. The receptionist quickly stood up and apologized to everyone, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I almost fell just now." Her face red, she hurriedly went to open the company gate.
A surge of satisfaction washed over me. "Heh, looks like the receptionist is already mine. It seems only under these special conditions, amplifying one's desires and senses, can I truly subdue her."
After the receptionist returned, I messaged her on WeChat: "Now it's time to refill the water for the leaders." She glanced at her phone, then went to the break room to get the teapot and began pouring water for the leaders.
How could I let this rare opportunity slip by?
I slowly increased the frequency of the vibrator. The receptionist's breathing quickened, her face flushed even more, her neck almost turning bright red. Her long legs trembled slightly as she stood. After she finished pouring the water and returned to her seat, I immediately turned the vibrator up to the highest frequency. The receptionist clutched her lower abdomen, biting her lip in silent endurance; her alluring appearance ignited my inner fire.
I told those around me I was going to the restroom and then messaged the receptionist to come to the restroom.
I stood at the restroom door, my heart pounding with anxiety. I was truly going all out to conquer the receptionist.
I could hear my own heart pounding, "thump, thump." In my eager anticipation, I heard familiar footsteps. The receptionist had arrived.
She walked up to me, and without a word, I pulled her into the women's restroom. Yes, my fellow wolves, you read that right, it really was the women's restroom. During the meeting, I silently counted—all the female colleagues in the company were in the conference room.
The receptionist gasped, and I quickly covered her mouth, pulled her into the restroom, and locked the door. I kissed her directly.
She didn't resist; instead, she responded more eagerly than I did, her tongue swirling in my mouth.
Her hands weren't idle either, constantly tugging at my belt and pants.
"So passionate?" I couldn't think of any other words to describe it. I quickly undressed, and the receptionist took the opportunity to pull down my pants, taking my penis into her mouth and stroking it. Happiness came so suddenly, catching me off guard. I hadn't even had time to take off her clothes, so I reached under her collar and squeezed her erect breasts.
The sucking and tongue-entanglement at the front desk grew increasingly intense. His little brother, too, was erect and hard as a club.
The receptionist, feeling a satisfying hardness, quickly pulled down her pants, pulled up her clothes, and straddled the toilet, hands on the wall, her buttocks facing me. How could I miss such a voluptuous body? Without even checking if she was wet enough, I ripped off the vibrator and thrust my penis in all the way. The receptionist gasped. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand. She was nearly going crazy, but knew she couldn't make too much noise, so she bit my hand hard.
The pain instantly brought some clarity to my ejaculating mind. But I held back, not letting go, letting her continue biting my hand. My lower body relentlessly pumped.
Accompanied by the receptionist's weak moans, my violent thrusts made me groan. I quickly began sucking on the receptionist's neck…
Perhaps the women's restroom at work was too stimulating; I felt my penis swelling, but the stimulation didn't allow me to think further, and perhaps driven by possessiveness, I didn't pull out. Hot semen shot deep into the receptionist's body.
We were both breathing heavily. The receptionist slumped onto the toilet, and I quickly composed myself, listening intently for footsteps near the restroom door. Taking advantage of the quiet moment, I hurried out of the women's restroom, leaving the receptionist alone on the toilet, savoring the post-orgasmic tranquility…

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