[Former Boss's Secretary, Picked Up and Spent One Night] [Author: Unknown] [The End]

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Let me tell you about this former boss. We worked on a project together. He was genuinely wealthy; he was involved in construction, owned nightclubs, hotels, and clubs.

His first wife had a son with him, and then she had an affair with a flight attendant who gave birth to twins. He divorced his first wife, married the flight attendant, bought a large villa, and the two women and three children lived together.

If you call him bad, at least he didn't lose his first wife; even after the divorce, he still supported her.

During the construction project period, he frequently treated clients to drinks. I didn't go every time, but I saw him with three different mistresses. There were others I hadn't seen.

This past March, right after the New Year, there was an important document that required his signature, and the company needed it urgently. I called him, and he said he was in Hunan for an inspection. An inspection? I thought, why not just go and get it done?

He took the high-speed train back and asked me to pick him up at the station and sign it for me.

I arrived at the station ten minutes early that evening, but after waiting for half an hour, he still hadn't come out. I couldn't stand it anymore and called him. "Mr. Lin, haven't you arrived yet? I'm waiting for you near the bus stop on the lower level." "The train is a bit delayed. You're here just in time. I'll come over now. Could you take someone home for me?" Then I saw him approaching from afar with a woman pulling luggage. The woman looked angry and had a dark expression. I had met this woman a few times before, and we had eaten together a few times, but I hadn't spoken a word to her.

Mr. Lin came over, signed the documents, and said to me, "Take her home for me." Then he said to the woman, "Sweetie, I'll come find you in an hour." Then he left.

I was sensible enough to only ask her where she lived, without saying anything else, since the place wasn't far.

But that day, I don't know why, maybe it was a car accident, but the road was completely blocked due to subway construction. Almost an hour passed and he still hadn't gotten her home. Then her text message beeped, the familiar Apple tone.

After reading it, she said "Damn!" and then forcefully threw her phone onto the back seat, where it bounced right under my passenger seat.

Since we were stuck in traffic, I pulled the handbrake and picked it up for her, handing it to her: "Miss, it's so expensive, it's worth a month's salary for me. If you don't want it, you can give it to me, just don't break it!" She said, "It's not my money anyway, I'm going to smash it! I'll make him buy me another one! That damn bitch, she brought her precious twins to check up on me, then just left me here and left. She said she'd be back in an hour, and now she's saying she has something to do at home and will call me tomorrow. Damn it!" "You know what's going on with Mr. Lin, right? Since you chose him, what's there to be angry about? He's worried about you, yet he still made me take you home. He cares about you enough!" "Cares? He only cares about his own pleasure, right? Don't take this route, go around to the back of Qinghu Park." "This intersection is a good exit, but how long will this traffic jam take?" So I took a longer route to take her. We chatted casually along the way. When we passed the park, she insisted on getting out for a walk. I said, "Miss, it's practically ghostly here at night. What am I going to tell Mr. Lin if he asks for her back later?" She ignored me and walked straight into the park. I cursed inwardly, "Damn, what a hassle. She's just a slightly high-class prostitute. Why is she acting all sentimental? Acting like she's so in love with Mr. Lin. What a pain." Then I called my wife and told her that Mr. Lin's flight attendant wife was checking up on him, and he needed me to take him back to prove something to his wife. There was traffic, so it might be a while before we got back. Then I chased after her.

There were very few streetlights in the park, and I couldn't see anything in the woods. I didn't even know her name. Calling her "Miss" like that might make people think I was a pervert.

I had no choice but to look around. Luckily, I saw the light from her phone. I ran over and said, "Miss, how old are you to still be playing hide-and-seek? Come on, I'll take you home." Suddenly, she hugged me, grabbing my crotch with one hand and pressing her black pantyhose and underwear against my face with the other.

I was startled and jumped back. "What are you doing?"

She leaned closer again. "What? Scared?"

Then she unhooked her bra, pulled her tight t-shirt up to her neck, and left her wool coat open. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw two firm, beautiful breasts, not huge, around a C cup.

Without asking her anything, my penis instantly hardened. I pulled her close, and she kissed me passionately for two minutes before immediately squatting down and pulling down my pants, taking the head of my penis into her mouth.

I thought to myself, no wonder this old pervert likes her so much; her standards are impeccable. I was worried my wife would get suspicious if she stayed home too long, so I turned her over and tried to have sex with her. She said, "Wait, it's my fertile period." Then she took out a condom from her pocket. I thought to myself, Mr. Lin might have a disease, sleeping with so many women, I should prioritize safety.

I put on the condom and thrust hard, not bothering to be gentle with her. She knew it was a desolate place, so she didn't scream and gritted her teeth to endure it. We changed positions a couple of times, one with her on her front and the other with her standing on one leg. Ten minutes later, I ejaculated.

She said, "Not bad, dare to leave your contact information?"

I didn't want to have a long-term relationship and create trouble for myself, nor did I want to use someone else's, so I didn't give it to her, saying my wife was strict.

She smiled and said, "Then it's not meant to be. You know how many men want to sleep with me but can't. If you don't want it, don't blame me." And so, she threw her pantyhose, underwear, and bra into the woods, and I took her home.

On the way home, she pulled my hand under her skirt and touched her pubic hair and vagina, making me hard the whole time. When we got home, I took a shower and then had sex with my wife again. (

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