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M-shaped catering 

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She wore a business suit every day and looked like a serious and capable version of Chen Yi-han, but her attractive appearance still couldn't be hidden. When the company established a new project department, she and I were transferred to the new department respectively. For more than a year, we often traveled to various branches in Taiwan and mainland China for training and meetings. Our relationship was like that of enemies and friends. Sometimes we disagreed, and sometimes we were united. Sometimes she would ask me to have dinner after work, and sometimes we would argue after get off work. I think it's not hard to encounter this situation in every company and in every department.
This time, I was on a three-day business trip to Tainan. On the first day, I was quite energetic, and after work, I had dinner with people from the branch office and went to the night market. Around 9 PM, she and I took a taxi to the hotel where we had booked a room. She insisted on communicating in English that morning, and since I speak Taiwanese English, she called to book the room herself. Perhaps because there were no rooms left, we only managed to book one. When we got to the front desk, we took the key, and as soon as we opened the door—oh dear!—it was a double bed! She angrily took the elevator downstairs with me. At the front desk… She spoke sternly to the front desk staff in English. Later, because there were no other rooms available, the hotel staff mobilized their limited nighttime staff to go to great lengths to change to two single beds. By then, it was already past 11 p.m. After finally getting into the room, which was hard to come by, she went to take a shower first, while I naturally watched my TV. Because we travel for work so often, neither of us was too reserved. However, I don't know when she finished showering or what happened afterward, because I had already gone to sleep while watching TV.
The next day, I got up early to take a shower, and all I heard was her knocking on the door.
"How much longer are you going to shower?" she asked, knocking on the door.
"What? We won't be too late," I replied.
"I need to use the restroom," she said, emphasizing each word.
"Oh, can I pull the curtain up then?" I asked.
"Okay," she answered without hesitation.
I unlocked the door and drew the curtains.
"Alright, come in."
I heard the door open outside the curtain, along with some rustling sounds, and then the toilet seat being pulled down. I thought she should have taken her pants off by now. Men are always hard-pressed in the morning, and with a familiar piece of flesh beside me, it's no surprise that I had a burst of intense sexual fantasies. Suddenly, I heard the flushing sound, and it seemed my hopes that she would pull back the curtain were dashed.
The meeting on the second day proceeded listlessly, finally ending at three o'clock. Afterwards, a bunch of people gathered around the two of us, chatting about this and that—of course, just business. But every time I go on a business trip, many male colleagues always tell me how lucky I am to travel with beautiful women, implying I must have plenty of opportunities.
"Yes, there are plenty of opportunities to disagree," I changed the subject, lightly brushing it off.
He thought to himself, "That's right, as soon as I pull the curtains in the morning, that's my chance." He gave an idiotic laugh.
Soon after work, I went to a restaurant with the branch office staff. Since the two-day main meeting had ended, my colleagues started ordering alcohol. Amy, of course, couldn't drink to her heart's content; she only had one or two drinks, just to be on the lookout. I also had a few drinks. We returned to the hotel around nine o'clock. She was unusually humming a song as she walked into the room. As soon as she entered, she leaned back in her chair, seemingly completely relaxed.
"I heard that taking a shower after drinking is bad for your health, so you should go take a shower first," she said coldly to me.
"You really know how to harm people without a knife," I said, picking up my clothes as I walked towards the bathroom.
Thinking to myself, "I just showered this morning, why the hell do I need to shower again?" I went into the bathroom, took off all my clothes, and although I fantasized about my penis getting hard a few times, I still finished my shower properly. When I came out, she was already asleep on the chair.
"Alright, your turn."
She didn't respond, so she must really be asleep. I moved closer to her.
"It's your turn to wash."
"Hmm," she said, getting up and walking towards the bed.
She lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and went to sleep. I watched TV for a bit, then got into my bed, ready to sleep too, but I couldn't fall asleep. My lust was raging, and my thoughts of sex were overflowing. In a half-awake, half-asleep state, I heard the sound of water. The whole room went dark except for the bathroom light. I turned it on and looked at her bed. She was gone, but I saw her suit and a bra that wasn't completely covered by her outer clothing. I wondered if her underwear was covered too. At that moment, my lust was aroused, growing stronger with each passing moment, and my penis joined in. Then she came out of the bathroom, her short hair still wet, wearing a hotel bathrobes, and passed by my bed.
"Did I wake you up?" she asked me without turning her head.
"No, I haven't been able to fall asleep much," I replied, my penis still protruding from under the covers.
Hong Kong women generally don't have large buttocks, but they are all perky; at least, that's the case with the Hong Kong women in our company.
She had her bathrobe tied at the waist, making her buttocks appear prominently rounded. All I wanted to know was whether she was wearing anything underneath.
She sat on the bed, flipping through magazines, sometimes sipping tea. I was always watching her, wondering for a long time whether she was wearing anything underneath.
"This man has something wrong with his eyes! How can a woman like that be a mistress?" she yelled, staring at the magazine.
Hong Kong people love gossip, right? A moment later, I deliberately got up and walked towards her.
"Let me see what that not-so-simple woman looks like, that she's worth you cursing like that," I said, standing behind her on her right.
She turned back to that page and pointed it out to me.
"Maybe the focus isn't on looks," I replied to the mistress in the photo.
"I really don't understand what men are thinking," she murmured.
I didn't reply, but stood behind her for a moment, looking at her slightly damp hair and smelling her fragrance. My sexual fantasies returned, and of course, my irrepressible penis joined in.
"Go back to sleep now!" she said sternly, suddenly turning around and accidentally bumping my penis with her elbow. It wasn't a hard touch, but my buttocks immediately twitched back. She glanced at my crotch, then turned back around and told me to go back to sleep even more sternly.
I thought to myself, "Sigh, I've been engorged all night, what should I do?"
I don't know where the impulse came from, but I suddenly grabbed her hands and body from behind and hugged her tightly.
"What are you doing?" she asked, shrinking back slightly without much resistance.
I didn't say anything, and continued kissing the back of her neck, my hands aimlessly roaming over her body. Only then did she begin to resist more forcefully, her voice rising as she begged me to let go. After a struggle, I kissed her lips, which she kept tightly closed. I pressed her down on the bed, trapping her legs between mine, pinning her right hand down with my body, holding her left hand with one hand, and cradling her head with the other, forcefully kissing her face, lips, neck, and upper chest. She continued to resist, wanting to scream but afraid to make a loud sound because I would occasionally kiss her lips.
"Let me go, don't touch me!" she resisted fiercely.
I kept her body pinned down, frantically untying the belt of her bathrobe, then immediately subdued her, rendering her immobile. I kissed her from her neck down to her upper chest, then used my mouth to pull aside the bathrobe.
"So she was wearing a bra," I thought.
It was a three-quarter lace bra, the silk transparent. I bit down and pulled it down, revealing a tiny bit of her nipple. I immediately slipped my tongue inside, the tip finding the nipple and starting to lick it. My teeth and tongue worked together seamlessly.
"No, don't touch me," she cried out, her voice a mixture of pleading and gasping.
I used the hand that was holding her head to simultaneously grab her left hand, freeing my right hand to pull open her right bra. Her breasts, about a B cup, weren't large, but the nipples were slightly erect, and the pink areolas visually aroused me even more. I took her nipple into my mouth, while my other hand caressed and rubbed her breast. Then I pulled down her bathrobe, and her flat stomach made my desire surge even higher. My hand continued to caress her stomach, and I saw the lace panties that covered her bra, making me even more unable to stop. I continued to lick her nipples, and her panting became louder than her cries as she resisted.
I turned her over and made her lie face down on the bed, pressing my hands against her back, sitting on her lap. Then I reached into her bathrobe and pulled it off forcefully. She was only wearing panties and a loose bra. Her buttocks were so tempting. As she struggled, those buttocks rubbed against my hard penis, it felt so good. I pulled open her bra and pulled down her panties, revealing her white, plump buttocks. My hand continued to caress them, and then I pulled her panties down to her knees. I... I turned slightly to the side, her legs still trapped between mine. I reached down and stroked her pubic bone and pubic hair along her lower abdomen. The sensation was like winning the lottery. I extended my fingers and probed her private parts, directly caressing her entire opening, moving my fingers left and right, up and down. It felt a little wet, but not too wet. I gently inserted my fingers a little, then teased her inside. I felt her vaginal fluid increasing. Now, all I could hear was her panting, but she still reminded me...
"No, I don't want to!"
Seeing her fighting strength waning, I seized the opportunity to strip off all my clothes, lying on my side behind her, pressing my body against hers. One hand caressed her vulva, the other her breasts, kissing her face and body, while my penis rubbed against her pert buttocks. Her juices flowed more and more, and now only panting could be heard. Although she was still resisting, I was already at my wit's end. I turned her over to face her, pressing down on her. I spread her legs with my feet, pinning her hands down with my hands, her head held high. She tried to break free from me several times, getting up and then putting down again. Now, the position was for one last thrust. My penis was at the entrance of her vagina. I touched her vulva with the head of my penis, and it twitched. Her pink labia, which had been pressed together, were now engorged and slightly parted. Her pink vulva was so alluring, I couldn't bear not to go in. I rubbed the head of my penis against her entrance, slowly feeling it become wet with her juices. I began to insert my penis. Her panting turned into open moans.
I continued to slowly insert my cock into her hole. It was so tight. The tender meat in her hole tightly covered my cock. I inserted the entire length of my cock, then pulled it out, inserted it again, and slowly rubbed the tender meat in her hole.
She was now only moaning. I lay on top of her, kissing her lips, but she kept them tightly closed, preventing my tongue from entering. Undeterred, I continued kissing her lips while my penis remained inside her. She had been moaning through clenched teeth, but finally opened her mouth. I seized the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth. The warm, pleasurable sensation, combined with her soft tongue, heightened my arousal. Her tongue sometimes intertwined with mine, sometimes dodged it, but my penis remained inside her.
Soon, I felt she had completely stopped resisting, and our tongues were intertwined in a passionate kiss. Then, my attention was entirely on my penis, and I thrust hard into her vagina. She bounced up and down with each thrust, clinging to me, her legs naturally spreading into an M-shape to meet my movements. My penis was being intensely stimulated by her tightly wrapped vagina; it was so tight, it brought me to pleasure very quickly. I felt her vagina contracting rapidly, which also gave my penis tremendous stimulation.
"I won't ejaculate inside, don't worry," I said to her between breaths.
"It's a safe period today," she exclaimed.
After hearing that, I thrust into her even harder and faster, using all my waist strength to fuck her.
Then, with each thrust of my penis, I rapidly ejaculated hot semen into her cervix. As I withdrew, her vagina felt intense stimulation, and she simultaneously reached orgasm, convulsing and screaming loudly. My penis slowly softened inside her, and our vaginal fluids stained her sheets. Before I could even grab a sanitary pad, my semen inside her had already flowed out. What a sensual scene!
I got up and carried her to the bathroom to shower. After we finished, since her bed was all wet, I carried her to my bed and hugged her.
I thought to myself: This serious woman is my supervisor. She's so sexy without her clothes on, her skin is so smooth, her nipples are pink, and her vagina is so tight. It would feel so good to have sex with her. Just thinking about it while I was holding her made me hard again.
She remained serious, nestled in my arms, completely unconcerned about my caresses. Her hand was already gripping and rubbing my penis. Of course, given my age and the fact that my penis was already hard, things were bound to get interesting.

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