A Salesman's Tale (Parts 1-4 Complete)

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A Salesman's Tale
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Published: 2008/12/07 On: Spring in the Courtyard 　　Downloads
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**************** 　　... 　　　　　　　　　　　************************************** 　　This article is the first in the "Salesman's Tale" series, with the first draft likely written around 1997. This revised version was completed on March 19, 2008. 　　Please feel free to leave encouraging comments about my writing; thank you! If any fellow enthusiasts wish to add to this article, please send me a copy for further analysis. 　　Copyright reserved. Reproduction is welcome, but please credit "Taiwan Heterogeneous Literature Exchange Association, Haibu Xingshu". **********　　　　　　　　　　　　　　...　　　　　　Now, besides closely monitoring current customer orders to stabilize existing performance, I've had to re-examine the information of previously contacted but not yet closed deals. After filtering out clients with low conversion rates or those whose deals wouldn't be very profitable, I'm focusing my efforts on a few major factories. 　　One motherboard manufacturer in the Tucheng Industrial Zone is particularly important. This manufacturer ranks among the top 20 motherboard producers in Taiwan, and their connector procurement volume is also considerable. If I can successfully establish a connection, it will definitely help my sluggish performance! 　　But there's no such thing as a free lunch, and business isn't something you can just do on a whim; just like the first test every salesperson must face: customer rejection! 　　Hitting walls and facing setbacks is inevitable. After several days of contact, I finally made some initial progress and discovered that the person in charge of connector procurement was a female section chief named Huang Meihui. However, what followed was the beginning of a series of setbacks…　　　I called her several times, only to be met with a barrage of rejections. She was either on the phone, in a meeting, away from her seat, or had taken a last-minute leave of absence. It was incredibly discouraging. I wanted to schedule a visit to explore business opportunities, but I couldn't even find her. But I didn't give up. After all, I'd been in sales for a while, and these small setbacks were nothing. So I continued trying to contact her… 　　Finally, two weeks later, I made contact with her by phone for the first time. After a few pleasantries, I briefly explained my company's business and the products we sold, and that I could offer very competitive prices and the best quality… 　　After hearing my introduction and quote, she said the price was quite attractive, but she already had supplies available. The business had already placed orders, so the chances of them ordering from me in the short term were quite low. She advised me not to waste too much time on her company… 　　another bucket of cold water was poured on me… But what was slightly comforting was that her tone wasn't entirely dismissive. Although it was polite, my years of experience told me that there were still opportunities. So I offered to send a few samples to her company's engineering department for quality approval. She didn't comment, but still advised me that their company's orders were hard to come by, and that instead of spending time on them, I should develop other new clients…　　　I was very grateful for her advice and said that even if there were no orders later, I still needed to fulfill my responsibility to develop business, and asked her to continue to look after me. Hearing this, she appreciated my efforts and asked me to send the samples to her for confirmation with the engineering department, but she couldn't guarantee there would be orders later. I said, "It's okay, at least I've done my best!" and then ended the interview. 　　Actually, I felt she was quite easy to get along with this time. Her tone was very approachable, like a mother or older sister, so she should be easy to communicate with! Alright, now that we've made contact, it's time to get into action. We 　　won't give up until we secure the order! Good clients are hard to find, small companies don't have the volume, and unknown companies might get shut down – it's tough! 　　The next day, I arranged a time to visit her, and also to bring samples for her company's engineering department to approve. That afternoon, I arrived at her company on time, and I was actually quite excited about this first meeting. After waiting for about ten minutes, she came out to see me, and I finally saw her in person. She apologized for making me wait so long. 　　She wore black-rimmed plastic glasses, which made her look rather old-fashioned. She was about 158 cm tall, and from a distance, she looked a bit like Bai Bingbing, but slightly taller. She wore a yellow pencil skirt suit; the dignified pencil skirt paired with a white shirt gave her a rather capable managerial air. 　　Then I started introducing my company's products to her. Actually, connectors are a very mature industry; there's not much to say. Specifications, price, and delivery time are all that's needed to determine success or failure. But sales isn't easy; to achieve good "sales" results, you must first fulfill your sales "duties." So, after getting to the point, she had nothing else to do, so we started chatting… 　　During this conversation, I learned more about her background… 　　She was about five years older than me, had been married for eight years, and her husband was still a colleague at the same company, but he was currently stationed in mainland China as the manager of the mainland factory, returning home about every six months. On the other hand, I jokingly asked her, "Aren't you worried that your husband might have a mistress in mainland China?" 　　She laughed and replied, "Back then, her husband pursued her relentlessly before she agreed to marry him, so she knows his weight all too well. Even if she had the guts, she wouldn't have the money! Besides, you can tie a person down but not their heart, right? The tighter you watch them, the easier it is for them to make mistakes!" 　　I couldn't help but admire her confidence, and upon closer inspection, it wasn't hard to imagine her youthful beauty seven or eight years ago. In fact, in my opinion, she wasn't particularly beautiful, but her dignified demeanor and the clear and logical way she narrated things were even more admirable. 　　... 　　Then she talked about her children. She has two, a boy and a girl. Her eldest son is four years old and in kindergarten, while her two-year-old daughter is cared for by a nanny. The more she talked, the more excited she became... The lively, energetic children immediately came to mind, appearing on her lips and in her deep eyes. The eldest's mischievousness and the youngest's well-behavedness were vividly reflected...

Then I looked her over again. Perhaps because she had given birth, her slightly protruding belly was clearly visible, and her breasts were quite full, but with a rather pointed shape, making her upper body suit look like two cones. I must admit, this kind of voluptuous sexiness was captivating even to me. Her face was slightly round, but also showed the signs of aging from being a wife and mother. Her thighs, in terms of proportion, were somewhat too large, but still quite well-proportioned…
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Later, I visited her several more times, and we became more and more familiar. Each time I went to her company, I would bring her some small, exquisite gifts—not too expensive, and not something to gossip about. She appreciated my thoughtfulness, but the order I cared about most was still nowhere to be found, which was making me very anxious…
In mid-March, at the World Trade Center Electronics Exhibition, her company was also exhibiting. She went to visit and look for new suppliers. She asked me to meet her outside the World Trade Center so we could go to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
The day was sunny and bright. As soon as she saw me, she exclaimed, "It's so hot..." and quickly downed a can of drink to feel better.
She was wearing a white, fitted jumpsuit that didn't reach her knees. At first glance, it seemed quite elegant and simple. To outsiders, her outfit was no different from that of a typical working woman. But to me, upon closer inspection, it presented a completely different picture...
The white jumpsuit made her look vibrant. Her already full breasts were now even more exposed due to the fitted jumpsuit and low-cut neckline. Her cleavage was so deep and unfathomable, pushed up by her breasts. Above her full, fleshy breasts, one could imagine that her bra must have been as thin as a condom's outer layer. Her nipples, like pearls, stood clearly atop her breasts, appearing even more alluring as she strolled towards me, almost arousing my lust.
If one looked closely, one could also vaguely see the white thong covering her genitals, its shapely form particularly prominent at the entrance to her vulva, the narrow strip forming a concave curve in the middle. Especially today, with the oppressive Australian heat, she was frequently sweating, her vulva damp, her clothes and body soaked – truly arousing…
Although, given my social experience, my sexual desires had long since transcended insatiable urges, seeing her so alluringly dressed, I couldn't help but feel an erection, my blood surging, imagining ourselves with her in public… The scene of naked, sweaty intercourse on the spot...
After entering the restaurant, she went to the restroom first, so I had to find a seat and wait for her. I deliberately found a corner table where there were fewer people. When she came out of the restroom, she immediately saw my seat and walked towards me. I smiled and waved to her. Looking closer, I noticed her elegant gait, which had a different kind of refined air about her.
After the meal, I asked her the same question as before: when would I get any business?!
"If I keep standing here like this, my manager is about to beat me to death!!" I said in a serious tone, almost pleading.
She paused for a moment, slowly sipped her tea, and after swallowing it, pursed her lips and smiled faintly: "Our company is also short of orders lately. New orders are significantly lower than at this time of year, and we have a lot of spare parts and materials in stock. Since you're a new supplier, you'll have to wait for the next wave of orders to have any chance… Besides, I've reminded you before that being proactive doesn't guarantee business!" Hearing this, I could only quickly agree.
We went back and forth, engaging in a lively debate, until I was completely exhausted…
Finally, the most unexpected thing happened…
Just as "being proactive doesn't guarantee success," "being passive doesn't mean failure," and finally, a turning point arrived.
She actually hinted at wanting a kickback. I was quite shocked at first and couldn't figure it out, but I quickly came to my senses and saw
this as an opportunity. So I agreed to her request, giving her a 3% kickback as per industry practice. I believed the manager wouldn't object, and she promised to allocate 15% of the orders to me one by one over three months... I was overjoyed. After all, these orders added up to almost 1.3 million a month. This was like rain after a long drought for me! At least I wouldn't have to put up with the manager's wrath anymore!
After the deal was finalized, I finally felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. Ignoring my embarrassing state, I slumped back in my chair, completely exhausted.
So we started chatting. When she learned I wasn't married and didn't have a girlfriend, she kindly offered to introduce me to one. I thanked her profusely, and I couldn't help but let my guard down, occasionally making sexual jokes that hinted at her married life. She was quite open about it, listening quietly to my crude jokes, a shy smile playing on her lips, and occasionally chiming in with a few words…
After that, I gained a new understanding of her. Beneath her simple exterior, her heart was actually lively, and while the moral constraints of being a wife and mother held her back, she subtly revealed a curiosity about other men's bodies…
In her deep eyes, I could see her sexual desire…
A few weeks later, I gradually built a foundation of mutual trust with her. We talked about everything. She was tired of the dullness of office gossip and endless entertainment news, and although she was a woman, her awareness of the bigger picture was remarkably sharp; for example, the future impact of the Southeast Asian financial crisis… And the potential regional economic instability caused by the prolonged depreciation of the Japanese yen, as well as the possible impact on cross-strait relations from the recent Clinton-Jiang Zemin summit…
She spoke eloquently about these extremely difficult topics, even from a man's perspective, which truly impressed me!
Fortunately, I have a habit of reading regularly; I read the political and economic news sections and business and economic supplements of newspapers daily—I browse everything from "World Journal" and "Business Weekly" to "Wealth Magazine." Now, these insights have finally come in handy, which is another gain. Although her arguments weren't as grand as those of the experts on television, her unique perspectives were convincing! Otherwise, she would be no different from an ordinary salesperson, utterly uninteresting.
Aside from these dry, current events, we actually share many common interests. For example, she, like me, dislikes spicy food and is easygoing... In the realm of literature, we sang Zhu Tianxin's songs endlessly, Zhang Xiaofeng's essay collections, Xi Murong's "Seven Mile Fragrance," and Xiao Ye's "The Life of a Chrysanthemum"... these were all things we pursued together in our youth!
Her care and meticulous attention to her children showed me the gentle side of motherhood... My dedication to my work, my hopes and plans for the future, earned her high praise!
After she gradually trusted my character, she treated me like a younger brother, as if I were her own son. Finally, we both unwittingly fell into the vortex of 　　lust 　　… 　　**********
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This scene filled me with tenderness and pity. She was a woman, navigating the male-dominated workplace, facing countless setbacks…
As the car approached Tucheng, it was nearly 2 a.m., and she decided on the spur of the moment to go straight home instead of returning to the company. I nodded in agreement, “That’s good, get some rest!”
Her apartment was located on Section 3 of Central Road in Tucheng, a twenty-story residential building. Having known her for so long, this was the first time I’d visited her home. When the car arrived at the building, she seemed exhausted and had fallen asleep. I gently shook her awake. She paused for a moment, then reluctantly opened her eyes. “We’re home!” I said, gently shaking her shoulder.
I assumed she'd come upstairs herself, but instead, she looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, "Aren't you coming up for coffee?!"
"But there don't seem to be any parking spaces here...?"
"It's okay, just drive to the entrance to the basement parking lot at the back. Parking space B3, number 12 is mine."
So, following her directions, I went around to parking space B3, number 12 in the basement parking lot.
She told me that she bought a parking space along with the house, and her husband had been parking there before. However, her husband had been stationed in mainland China for the past two or three years, and she usually took the bus to work, stopping at just two stops. Since she didn't drive, the car just sat idle in the space. Last time her husband came back, he even gave the car to his younger brother, so the space was currently empty.
Wow! My sister is so wise and farsighted! Considering the increasingly serious parking problem in the greater Taipei area these past few years, buying a car without a parking space is practically torture!
After parking the car, I followed her into the elevator, going straight to the sixteenth floor and entering her apartment.
"You've really gone to so much trouble today."
"It's nothing, really..." I felt a little guilty; it was just driving, after all!
"I'll make you some coffee first, you can rest a bit before you go, okay?" she instructed in a tone like an old woman. I had no choice but to obediently sit on the sofa in the living room, casually picking up a newspaper to slowly peruse.
She took off her high heels and went straight into the bedroom, emerging a moment later, having removed her pink jacket from her suit, along with her handbag and earrings, which she probably tossed onto the bed. But she seemed much more relaxed than when she got out of the car, and then headed to the kitchen. "Don't be shy, you should get some rest!" I said, casually crossing my legs while reading the newspaper.
She seemed distracted, making herself coffee and taking a plate from the refrigerator before coming out.
She placed coffee and a fruit platter on the low table in front of me, along with a packet of sugar and creamer. "Oh dear, the house is a mess, I don't have much to offer. Here, have a drink to perk you up. I'm really grateful to you today..."
"We're not strangers, why are you being so polite?!" I muttered playfully.
She stood in front of me, hands on her hips, smiling, and said, "Okay, I'm going to take a shower first. You can read the newspaper, okay?!" With that, she headed towards the bedroom. I suppose there's a bathroom there too! So
I pretended to be relaxed, reclining comfortably, reading the newspaper and sipping my coffee.
Her apartment was nearly 40 square meters, with a fairly square layout, a standard three-bedroom, two-living room design. The living room alone was almost 10 square meters, quite spacious.
About ten minutes later, she came out of the bedroom wearing a transparent white gauze one-piece nightgown, with a strapless white bra underneath, which fully supported her perky breasts. Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, her chest muscles were particularly rounded, white with a rosy tint; and her pair of full and soft breasts looked like inflated water balloons, vividly lifelike and extremely beautiful. Her fair body was damp with water droplets, clinging to the white gauze, making her appear almost naked, her figure fully exposed, further fueling the imagination…
Her lower body was covered by a close-fitting white thong. Although her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, her body extended inwards and downwards towards her vulva, without any cumbersome movement. Thus, although the vulva was concave and rounded, the proportions were just right. In addition, the pubic hair around the vulva and the undulating flesh of the vulva were faintly visible through the bright panties… Good
heavens, I almost had a nosebleed… I never expected the older woman to be so uninhibited with me…
She gently brushed her damp hair back and walked over to me, choosing the empty seat to my left. The fragrant scent of sunflowers emanated from her body, spreading and arousing me even more…
No matter how mature and composed I am, I probably couldn't resist the alluring figure before me…
“Wow! So comfortable…” she said comfortably.
Seeing that she had shaken off her fatigue, I got up to say goodbye. She insisted I stay a little longer, explaining that traffic was bad on the way back and she had to pick up the two children from the nanny at 6:30. Since there was still an hour or so until then, we could chat and pass the time…
So I stayed, and we chatted about everything under the sun. Inevitably, jokes about sex and romance were interspersed, and I occasionally made suggestive advances, lighthearted yet subtle, which made her chuckle… Perhaps I had effortlessly opened her heart…
As we talked, I jokingly asked her, “With your husband so far away in mainland China, is your sexual satisfaction only achieved through fantasy?!” She was quite open with her question, not at all shy, just a little reserved, and shrugged with a wry smile.
We gazed at each other silently for a long while. I inhaled the fragrance emanating from her. "Sister Huang!... I..." I was overcome with impulse, and I even wanted to touch her shoulder. She looked at me tenderly, a slight blush rising on her fair face... Her intoxicated eyes held a faint plea... I gazed deeply into the depths of her soul.
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Time stood still for what felt like an eternity... I knew that at this moment, I had broken down her reserve, ignited her passion, and opened her heart... She leaned back quietly on the sofa, closing her eyes contentedly...
And so, the ravenous tiger, seeing a piece of delicious flesh before it, finally suppressed all its exhaustion, forcefully broke through the gates, and leaped out... I carefully placed my hand on her shoulder, gently caressing it. She did not resist, so I slowly kneaded it, massaging her right shoulder back and forth. She quietly closed her eyes.
Within minutes, my right middle finger was stroking the edge of her right breast, gently kneading it back and forth. She finally sighed, but kept her eyes closed. "This is wrong. Have you thought about the serious consequences?" Her tone was calm, but it didn't stop my further teasing. I didn't answer, but quietly slid my fingers down her shoulder, breast, armpit...
Finally, I lifted her bra, and immediately a plump, fresh, specially cultivated, extra-large peach bounced out. These soft, plump breasts, freed from their restraints, swayed incessantly, quite tempting...
I greedily looked at her two large breasts, almost unable to swallow. She lowered her head shyly, and I slowly moved forward, pressing against her nipple, and began to suckle. The sweet taste was like a spring of sweet water, refreshing and reaching my body and mind...
I sucked and licked her right breast a few times, then moved to her left breast... I slowly inserted my left index finger into her vagina, and she trembled in surprise.
"Slowly...slowly put it in..." she said, her eyes filled with thirst and pleading.
"Yes, I will." I carefully and gently dug into the unfathomable depths of her honeyed cave... Her lower body gushed out honey-like fluids uncontrollably.
Meihui was thoroughly enjoying the incredible pleasure brought by my fingers constantly moving and stimulating inside her vagina. "Ah...ah...again..."
Although her vagina wasn't large, it was just the right tightness to pry open, without any obstruction. Scraping and squeezing along the vaginal walls, the soft flesh was like dough saturated with syrup. The sensation of being deep inside was more comfortable than thrusting with a penis, and without the effort required for a full-body thrust in a normal position. It was easy and comfortable...
My hand was like an unstoppable python biting and groping recklessly at Mei Hui's vaginal opening. With constant digging and teasing, Mei Hui finally shed her restraint and gradually sank into the abyss of sexual indulgence...
Mei Hui's body slowly arched upwards. My left hand didn't stop either, gently kneading her breasts. My whole hand rhythmically kneaded around her breasts, which felt quite soft and comfortable. It was hard to imagine that a woman in her thirties could still have such tender elasticity.
I watched as Meihui lay peacefully on the sofa, contentedly enjoying my sexual massage. A soft blush rose to her cheeks, and her lower body continuously released a torrent of pleasurable fluid, almost soaking her panties and even spilling onto the sofa. My right hand was also submerged in the overflowing fluid…
“Do you want to come in?!” Meihui asked, her eyes half-closed, her legs slightly parted, though my hand was already ravaging her.
She looked at me affectionately, her curled-up body twitching intermittently from stiffness. Her body had been completely conquered by me, like a defeated soldier captured by me, at my mercy…
“I…” Actually, I hesitated. What if I fell into a bottomless pit… the consequences… were unimaginable?!
Although my penis was painfully throbbing, I felt I had to endure it. I didn't want Meihui to test my limits so easily. After all, saving up resources is essential for a long-term battle; if I used up all my ammunition at once, how could I fight again?
While ejaculation during intercourse is the ultimate goal of sex, it can be quite troublesome if, without preparation and driven by impulse, I accidentally leave behind my seed. Although I didn't let Meihui reach orgasm this time, it whetted her appetite and made her vagina unbearably itchy... Next time, going straight for the entrance won't be a problem! I
don't know where I got the courage, but even after the army had breached the city gates, I stopped: "I didn't wear a condom! Besides, it's almost time, and you'll have to take care of the baby later..."
She was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses: "I see... ah..."
"That's fine, what we did was a bit too impulsive..." Her voice was slightly breathless from the caressing of her body.
"You lie down and rest a bit more, I'll tidy up and leave... um..." I patted her cheek.
"Um..." Meihui lay docilely on the sofa like a kitten. "Will you come again?"
"Yes, I will. Call me anytime you need me! Okay?!"
As I expected, Mei Hui could no longer resist the intense pleasure I brought her, a pleasure born of unrestrained lust.
A little later, after straightening her disheveled shirt and tying her tie, she rose to leave without a second thought.
I was incredibly excited, for my first direct encounter with Mei Hui had been a resounding victory!
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From then on, she finally shed the layers of heavy clothing that had covered her body, revealing herself naked and unashamed, fully enjoying the climax of our extramarital affair.
Most importantly, she trusted that I could not only satisfy her sexual needs but also keep this a secret!
This was undoubtedly her long-cherished desire: "Beyond the mundane life of marriage, there was a private space where she could completely indulge her desires without any moral burden!"
But she also insisted that I adhere to one principle: "Only sex, no feelings!"
Of course, I knew my limits. As soon as sex was over, I would turn around and leave without a word, ensuring neither of us was hurt and leaving her with no reservations. This further earned her trust, especially since I wasn't married and didn't even have a girlfriend.
Having such a sexual partner, occasionally engaging in intense, sweaty lovemaking to release pent-up energy without any responsibility, was an unexpected blessing.
Several months passed, and I became increasingly familiar with this purchasing manager. Sometimes, when I went to deliver goods, if no one else was around, we would flirt and tease each other, even deliberately touching her breasts without any concern. Perhaps this manager had an extremely strong sex drive; she remained expressionless, neither awkward nor bothered, and perhaps she even enjoyed the pleasure of this extramarital affair!
Of course, I'm not the kind of lecherous womanizer. When it's time to get down to business, I work hard and never procrastinate.
That's what she admires most about me. When it's time to have fun, I can indulge myself to the fullest; when it's time to work, I'm fully focused and dedicated…
It's this fundamental belief that makes us indulge in this pleasurable process of making love…
Our passionate lovemaking slowly transforms into an exciting combination of experimentation and adventure.
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On Saturday, her company organized a trip, but she couldn't go because she had to take care of her child. She needed to submit the procurement cost report the following Monday, so she asked me to come and confirm the new connector specifications.
When I arrived at her company, we went to a small conference room alone to discuss things. When we were almost finished, she gave me a wink, and I knew what she meant.
It turned out she wanted to do business here! How exciting!!
To avoid leaving any smell, she spread out the newspaper she had brought and placed it on the chair, then laid out a few sheets of toilet paper. This way, even with the surging waves, once she was finished, she could roll up the newspaper and clean up completely, leaving not a trace.
She unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and gently played with it, stroking and rubbing it up and down. My penis soon became erect and stiff as steel.
I also reached inside her tight skirt. She wasn't wearing underwear, which surprised me, but it made things easier for me. I gently explored her vulva, moving back and forth among the thick pubic hair. It felt as if a powerful electric current was coursing through her body. She gasped, immersed in the excited satisfaction. She trembled slightly, withdrew her hand from her penis onto the table, rested her chin on her hands, closed her eyes, and looked completely lost in ecstasy.
Her juices flowed continuously, and my fingers were also covered in them, making them even more slippery as I thrust in and out. I poked, teased, dug, scraped, and plucked harder…
Perhaps to avoid detection, or perhaps to increase the stimulation, I only used my left hand to masturbate her, while my right hand held a pen and casually drew lines and wrote words.
Sometimes she would open her eyes to listen to my act and nod in agreement, so that passersby wouldn't notice anything amiss…
Her cheeks were flushed, and she whispered that she was about to climax, instructing me to maintain this pace…
My penis had been hard and erect for some time, showing almost no sign of loosening. Then she used her right hand to unbutton the top two buttons of her shirt, pulled down her bra, and her two firm breasts sprang out, the nipples already eagerly erect. She then began to rub them very naturally…
I quietly watched her enjoy the pleasure of soaring through the void…
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"How could that be?" She was still busy checking the goods.
"Why don't you squat down to check? Standing like this must be tiring." I said kindly.
"I can squat down when I get tired." She explained.
"Have you ever been fucked from behind? Especially at work, like right now?" I asked mischievously.
"It's work time now, and you're still playing around?" she said, looking at the packaging on the outer box.
"Is it okay?" I asked seriously.
"91, 92, 95..." She didn't answer, but I knew she agreed.
I gently lifted her skirt, and she didn't stop me. I went even further, carefully pulling her skirt up to her bra.
"Don't wrinkle my skirt." She warned without turning her head. "Don't worry, I'm a pro at this..."
I quickly took off my suit pants, letting my erect penis, through my underwear, press against her anus.
"Mmm..." She breathed excitedly and tried to squeeze my penis with her buttocks.
Then I gently probed her anus a few more times, even I felt incredibly excited. Then I pressed my rough penis against her vulva, rubbing it back and forth.
I didn't take off her panties, so the sensation of my penis against her vagina was even more unique. With a soft, skillful touch, I pressed my penis against her vulva, rubbing, touching, and teasing her anus back and forth…
finally opening her pool of lustful fluid. Soon, half of her panties were soaked, which further aroused me to push my penis up my panties, like a sharp cone constantly drilling, touching, and thrusting forward…
Before long, clear lubricant ointment ointed my penis, coating the front edge of my panties.
"One hundred, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and fifty…" she counted intently. "Hmm… ah…" she occasionally shuddered as a current coursed through her body, but I still didn't want to take off her panties and directly penetrate her vagina for intercourse. After all, it was still working hours, and she had to go to work later!
Besides, such caresses and such intense penetration are already stimulating enough. There's no need to waste precious energy on intercourse. She knows my style. As soon as she's finished, our alternative sex will come to an end. I just need to wipe my penis and vagina with toilet paper, pull down my skirt, put on my suit pants, zip them up, straighten my clothes, and I can leave the warehouse immediately. She can go back to her work station, and I can thank her and say goodbye. It's not a problem at all, but it's very pleasurable without leaving a messy stain of semen. It's a win-win situation.
Just as my semen was about to erupt, I froze, stopping myself from ejaculating. A moment later, my hard penis softened; the bloodthirsty python had immediately gone limp. I took a handkerchief from my pocket, wiped my underwear and penis, and put on my suit trousers, tidying myself. Then I wiped her vulva and anus, as well as her underwear, which was stained with a lot of semen. After cleaning, I pulled down her skirt and lightly patted her buttocks. At this moment, she stood up and said, "Okay, the quantity is correct!" She
then signed the delivery slip and handed me a copy. "I almost ejaculated just now…you know what?" she lewdly grinned.
"Oh, really?" I asked casually. The two of us quickly walked out of the warehouse, ending this quick sex session that lasted less than five minutes.
From then on, I realized more deeply that beneath her conservative exterior lay a fiery, even wanton, heart, only concealed by worldly etiquette. Normally a dignified and proper manager, she revealed her true sexual desires once given the chance to break free.
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Once, she went to Linkou to attend a primary school classmate's wedding. Because it was difficult to get a taxi back, she asked me to pick her up around four or five in the afternoon.
"It's the weekend, a golden holiday for catching up on sleep, and I have to travel all the way to Linkou..." I protested.
"Oh well, you don't have a girlfriend anyway, you're free anyway, it's not bad to go out and have some fun... but remember!!!"
"Then why not at 4:30?! Attending a wedding isn't a marathon, why invite people at noon and not leave until 4 pm?!"
"We haven't seen each other for years, we should catch up... you dare not come?!..." Wow, she's showing her trump card, I couldn't argue with her... I had to surrender.
In the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived.
It was a beautiful, sunny weekend afternoon. The air was crisp and the traffic was smooth – I was in high spirits.
I picked her up promptly at 4:30 PM. As soon as we got in the car, her cheeks were slightly flushed, probably from drinking a little.
She smiled at me with her eyes half-closed, "So happy… to see all these elementary school classmates… so many years, everyone looks so different…" And once she started talking, a torrent of words flowed like the Yellow River…
It seemed I had to be a good listener… and that wasn't enough, I also had to occasionally chime in and discuss it…
After talking about a bunch of trivial things, she sighed, "Marriage is actually quite tiring…"
"How could that be?! You married a good husband…" I asked casually.
"Actually…"
"…"
Then she revealed that she and her husband had already separated. Shortly after he was transferred to work in mainland China, rumors spread that he was having an affair with a female factory worker there.
She was furious, but because of the children, she could only silently endure it…
It was then that I realized why she rarely mentioned her husband.
She was sobbing quietly in the car, her lips pursed, her hand tightly gripping mine on the gearshift.
I pulled the car over to the side of the road, and in an instant, she hugged me, sobbing softly: “I never imagined my husband would do something so cruel to me…”
“What should I do…” I panicked too, and the cramped space in the car made it even more uncomfortable, so I suggested we go outside for some fresh air. She had no other choice but to agree.
Recalling the past, she lowered her head in despair and sobbed softly… After a while, her emotions gradually calmed down.
I drove the car into the Linkou Industrial Park and parked in a quiet alley.
It was getting dark, and the surrounding factories were even quieter due to the recent weekend.
After getting off the car, we stood with our backs to the door. The increasingly gray sky and bleak autumn scenery, with thick clumps of reeds on both sides, enveloped us. A cool evening breeze blew, refreshing us and lifting our spirits considerably. What a beautiful autumn moon and scenery!
She wore a sleeveless white dress with white sandals, looking very light and elegant. The white dress was made of only a thin layer of fabric, its light style clearly showing off the curves of her body, subtly revealing them, which was quite alluring. Since she wasn't wearing a shirt, her undergarments were clearly visible: a white bra and matching white panties, nothing else.
Although the sky was gradually darkening, her firm breasts, filling the curves of her dress, had already deeply attracted me, causing me to accelerate my arousal. The shape of her panties was clearly visible, making me even more excited and drooling.
She glanced at me a few times, then lowered her head shyly. This gesture clearly aroused my male hormones, and I strongly felt her desire for the intense pleasure of sexual climax. I immediately tensed up, preparing for the ensuing battle. I reached behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and quietly watched her.
She moved her hips towards my crotch and slowly shifted from side to side, rubbing my penis against her trousers.
I understood her intention, so I asked her to lift her skirt. I then pulled down her panties to her ankles, and then pulled down my trousers to take out my penis.
I lowered myself slightly, so that her vagina was perfectly positioned to envelop my penis, but I didn't rush into penetration. Instead, I first thrust my penis a few times.
Soon, my penis was engorged with blood, like a rocket with its engine ignited, ready to launch.
So I gently touched her vulva with my hand, and soon her vaginal fluid began to flow out. Slowly, I pushed my penis in. She gasped, her whole body trembling slightly, probably from the impact of my erect penis... Her snow-white skin and faint fragrance also gave me immense pleasure!
Right there in the middle of the road, openly, two people, lost in their lust, were thrusting, having sex, and releasing their pent-up desires without any restraint... What a thrill this was!!!
I held her buttocks with both hands, and her hips sank down with her. "Ah... um..." She felt as if she had been electrocuted, her head shooting straight to her head, and she exhaled a very comfortable breath. I tentatively thrust a few times, drilling and hooking, until my engorged and full penis was fully inside her vagina. Her vaginal muscles greedily devoured my penis, and her vaginal fluid kept overflowing, flowing uncontrollably, further lubricating my penis, which had become thick and swollen from the back and forth friction.
I pressed against her vulva, rubbing left and right, squelching, squelching, squelching… then circled her vulva, which still hungrily sucked at my penis, like waves crashing against rocks on the shore. Then, with all my might, I thrust my penis deep into her honeyed cave.
“Ah, ah…” I gasped, suppressing my cries.
Her hands instinctively pulled down her bra, her firm breasts already trembling and hardened into inverted funnels pressed against her chest. She instinctively grabbed her breasts, swaying and twisting them from side to side. This obscene action made my heart race even faster.
I took a deep breath, thrusting even more violently, until finally we were tightly intertwined as one.
"Ah...again..."
With each shallow thrust, each deep one, using all my signature techniques—plucking, digging, squeezing, sucking—she gasped for breath... I could feel my engorged, thick penis piercing her vaginal walls, forcefully pushing against her flesh, reaching her cervix without obstruction. The powerful thrusts made her tremble with every stroke, sending waves of pleasure soaring to the heavens.
"Ah...um...so good...so comfortable...I want more...again...ah...again..."
After about a hundred thrusts, we were both panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Her juices were gushing from her opening, almost submerging my upper body. She was in a dazed state, and I felt a sharp itch at my ejaculation point; I knew I couldn't go on. Holding my breath, enduring this final moment, I spurred my penis to become even harder…harder…like a steel blade…
At this moment, as my ejaculation was about to burst, I mustered my last strength and, like a mad bull thrusting its crescent-shaped horns, stabbed forward with all my might.
“Ah…” I thrust forward, my erect penis pounding.
“Ah…” I slashed again, wildly hacking, killing, stomping, thrusting…
“Hmm…woo…” I stabbed again.
“Ah…ah…” I thrust once more with all my might.
This time, I clenched my buttocks and thrust all the way in, "Ah... um..." almost breaking through her cervix. My penis, like Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, stretched out rapidly, easily slicing through her uterus like a sharp blade, passing through her breasts, piercing her throat, and finally ramming into the back of her head, reaching the very root of her desire nerves, utterly piercing through...
Finally, my ejaculation gate opened, and my long-accumulated semen, like a burst dam at Shimen Reservoir, was released and boiled through a narrow pipe, finally converging at the sealed fire hydrant. The boiling semen accumulated at the hydrant, its density increasing, the pressure rapidly rising, and continuing to rise to the critical point, finally... The iron plug was eroded, creating a small hole. The hot, thick semen then destroyed the plug, shooting out uncontrollably deep into her uterus... The
scalding semen drenched her vulva, vaginal muscles, and uterine walls, leaving them unable to move. At that moment, her entire body felt as if it had been electrocuted, frozen solid, and she lay there stiff...
As I began to ejaculate, my entire body felt as if it were being rapidly covered in snow, as if a powerful electric current had suddenly pierced through my nerves. An indescribable pleasure shot straight to my brain, followed by a few tremors. This feeling was incredibly exhilarating and comfortable, soaring to the heavens...
After about two or three minutes, she finally came to her senses, moaning incoherently.
"Ah...that felt so good." She gasped, clutching her breasts, sobbing uncontrollably...
and I, having exerted too much force, collapsed onto the grass as if paralyzed after ejaculating, my whole body drenched in sweat...
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