Hot female boss

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The graduate school entrance exams are over, and now I'm a senior in college, just drifting through life, eating and playing. I think this period has been the happiest time of my college life. I've heard that even if you pass the exams, life isn't easy, and if you don't end up in the military, it's even tougher.

Luckily, I had the opportunity to study alone in another city during my academic career. This not only made me cherish my parents and siblings even more, but also gave me some unforgettable memories. It's

raining non-stop outside. I heard there's a typhoon in the Guangdong area, so even the rarely rainy south has been experiencing heavy rain these past two days. In the south, when it rains, everyone is too lazy to go out. We spend all day holed up in our rented apartments with nothing to do, so playing on forums and BBS is our biggest pastime. Luckily, I had some instant noodles I'd stocked up on last week. The cool weather made it easy to eat two bowls without feeling very full, probably because I hadn't eaten breakfast.

After my roommate kindly set up the dorm's internet, our gaming skills improved significantly. The whole afternoon was spent in a flurry of activity, playing until after 8 PM before I realized I hadn't eaten dinner.

But looking at the weather, I was too lazy to go out. Time flew by, and it was already 9:30 PM. I was starving, so I decided to go to the noodle shop at the alley entrance.

This noodle shop is run by two sisters. The older sister is about 30 years old, slim and slender. She often wears her long hair up, perhaps for convenience.

Her younger sister, whom we roommates affectionately call the "Hot Boss," loves wearing low-cut, tight-fitting clothes, and she's definitely got the figure. Based on my 5GB of JPG files on my computer, I'd estimate her bust size to be around 35D, and her waist around 24.5cm. She's the big-breasted beauty, tall, with large breasts, and the same fair skin she shares with her sisters. Every time she bends over to wash dishes or make change, I can't help but steal a glance. Although I don't see anything particularly impressive, seeing her full, bouncy breasts swaying precariously always makes me have all sorts of fantasies.

Holding an umbrella, I arrived at the only noodle shop near my house, wondering how sexy my sister's outfit would be today, only to find that the sexy proprietress was already packing up. Clinging to a sliver of hope, I went inside anyway.

"Proprietress, is there anything left to eat?"

"Sorry, sir, we've already closed, but the water hasn't been poured out yet. Would you like some dumplings?"

At that moment, I didn't care what I ate; as long as there was something to eat, I was happy.

"Okay, have a seat, I'll get the dumplings and cook them."

I found a chair and sat down, only then noticing how sexy the proprietress was today—a tight black linen bodysuit, the outline of her bra vaguely visible, paired with a playful short skirt; it was truly impossible to guess her age.

"Your sister's not here today? Why are you packing up all by yourself?"

"Yeah. My sister went to her parents' house. It's her father-in-law's 70th birthday today!"

"Aren't you tired packing up so much stuff by yourself? I'll pack it up for you since you specially cooked dumplings for me." I used my flirting skills again; my title of "girl killer" isn't just for show! Although the hot proprietress isn't a girl anymore, her skills are still universally applicable.

"Excuse me. You're a customer."

"It's okay. I often help my mom pack up at home. I'm very capable; I won't break any bowls. Don't worry."

"Hehe, you're doing this willingly, so I'll still charge you for the dumplings."

She's definitely got business acumen; she's quite shrewd. She was worried I wouldn't pay later.

Just then, a plate of steaming dumplings was placed in front of me, and I started wolfing them down without any hesitation.

At that moment, the rain outside intensified.

"It's raining so hard, should you close the door to prevent water from splashing in and making the floor dirty?"

"Yes, I've been mopping for ages!" she said, closing the electric door.

After the door closed, it became much quieter, and I continued eating while chatting with her.

"You two sisters run your own shop? That's impressive!"

"Not really. Our parents live in the countryside and aren't used to moving here. My brother-in-law also has his own job, so my sister and I have to run it together."

"And you? Still not married?" I finally asked the question my roommates had been wanting to know.

"Not yet. Nobody wants me."

"Don't be! I think you're the most beautiful, elegant, and classy noodle shop owner in all of Taiwan."

"Hehe, not at all." She said, her face flushing slightly. I continued to seize the opportunity.

"I'm not kidding, I came here to eat noodles just to see you. Seeing you makes my mouth water, you're so beautiful!"

She just smiled faintly with her head down. Although she was a working professional, selling noodles in the south meant her life was relatively simple, and she wasn't too distant from me, a student. She must have been in a good mood after I complimented her, because she kept smiling. Now it was her turn to be interested in me.

"And you? Still a student?"

"Yes, I study at CK University, graduating this year. I just finished my graduate school entrance exams a few days ago."

"Graduate school! That's amazing! I never even dreamed of it, I only graduated from high school." This seemed to be the kind of admiration many girls with lower levels of education have.

"Don't be envious. I only studied because I don't know anything else. Unlike you, you can earn money to support yourself and buy what you want without having to ask your family for money." She smiled again.

I thought she not only had a hot figure, but even her smile had a kind of genuineness that city girls didn't have.

By then, I had finished my dumplings and was about to take out my money when she quickly stopped me, saying it wasn't necessary and that it was her treat.

Of course, I wouldn't take advantage of her like that. After all, if I were in ancient times, I would be considered a scholar. I insisted on giving her money, but she wouldn't accept it. Just as we were pushing and pulling each other, we suddenly stopped. It turned out that my hands were holding her slender, jade-like hands. I glanced at her, and when she saw me looking at her, she lowered her head shyly. But our hands were still clasped together. Some say a handshake is more touching than a kiss, and I deeply understand this. I've found that holding hands with a girl creates a sense of spiritual connection; it warms not only the hands but also each other's hearts. This was exactly the case. I gently pulled her closer and said, "You're so beautiful." Then, I suddenly kissed her forehead. She was probably startled by my sudden action, and her body trembled a few times. However, she didn't react violently, like slapping me. I think she might have some feelings for me too.

Since childhood, people have often said I look like Tai Zhengxiao, the kind of man who is very affectionate and sincere. Perhaps because of this, few hot girls like me; those who do are usually girls who crave security. The sexy female boss in front of me, though she has the looks of a hot girl, I think she's probably a simple country girl at heart.

She looked at me, her face turning even redder, which was quite noticeable because of her fair skin. I whispered to her, "I like you so much." As soon as I finished speaking, she hugged me tightly. Pressed against her 35D breasts, I couldn't help but feel aroused.

I could only gently hold her, shifting my lower body slightly to avoid embarrassment.

She looked at me and said, "I have a secret to tell you." I turned my ear to her, and because she was tall, I didn't have to bend down for her to bring her mouth close to my ear. Just as I was wondering what she wanted to say, she gently licked my ear with her tongue. My body trembled. She didn't let me go, taking my entire ear into her mouth. The wet, sticky sensation, the double stimulation of touch and hearing, made me lose control. I moved my hand to the full breasts I had longed for for so long—they felt so soft. At this moment, she could no longer suppress her long-suppressed desire. She led me through the back door of the noodle shop. Inside were two rooms and a toilet. Without thinking too much, she led me into one of the rooms. Wow, it smelled so good.

Is this what a girl's bedroom looks like? Although I've had girlfriends before, they all lived in dorms, so I never had a chance to visit a girl's room. What caught my eye were neat decorations and a large dog plush toy on the bedside table.

"It usually sleeps with me," she said sweetly.

"It's so lucky."

"What? Are you jealous?" she joked playfully, not at all like a mature woman of 25 or 26.

I saw some old photos of her on the bookshelf. I looked at them—when she had the plush toy, in elementary school, middle school, and high school. I realized Rome wasn't built in a day. Her breasts were already fully developed in middle school, but she hadn't grown very tall, so it was actually more disproportionate than it is now.

"You were already a busty girl in middle school," I teased her. "I

was very innocent in high school," I added.

"But she was cutest when she was a little baby," I said again.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that you should never tell a girl how beautiful her photos are, otherwise it's like implying she's not beautiful in person, that she only looks good because of photography. Oh no, I've made a fatal mistake! No wonder she's silent. I quickly turned back to comfort her wounded heart, but to my surprise, for the first time, she had already taken off her tight-fitting clothes and short skirt. Her voluptuous body was only covered by a sexy black lace lingerie set. At this point, I had lost my mind. I walked towards her, gently pulled her to the bedside, and let her sit on my lap. While playing with her breasts through her bra, I lightly kissed her cheek. Her hand also slipped inside my shirt, constantly caressing her.

"You have chest hair," I thought, startled.

"Mmm," "So sexy." Her hands continued to caress me, the gentle touch making me feel uneasy again.

She seemed to notice my awkwardness, and considerately stood up, but as she did so, she gently pushed me to lie flat on the bed. Then, like a little girl unwrapping a birthday present, she began to unbuckle my belt and Giordano anti-wrinkle pants, and I followed her movements, slightly lifting my hips to make it easier for her to pull my pants down. When she saw my bulging underwear, she lowered her head and gently kissed it, and I almost couldn't take it anymore, my body involuntarily wriggling.

After kissing me for a few minutes, she looked up at me.

"Is it comfortable?" My god, it's so sexy for a girl to look up like that. I nodded.

She seemed to take my nod as approval or encouragement. She pulled down my underwear, and my erect penis sprang out. She looked at me, then lowered her head and took my penis entirely into her mouth, tracing circles on its head with her skillful tongue. I began to pant. She knew when to stop; she released my penis and kissed it again. Then she climbed onto me.

I unhooked her bra. Her breasts were so white, and her nipples were pink. She was even more stunning than the women in the pictures on my computer. I gently caressed her breasts, and mimicked her by sucking her ear into my mouth, giving her a taste of her own medicine. Unexpectedly, her soft body began to tremble, and she started making soft moaning sounds. It turned out this was her erogenous zone. At that moment, taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I slipped a hand inside her panties and gently rubbed her clitoris. Her reaction grew more intense, but I was very patient and continued to caress her. Finally, she willingly pulled down her panties, revealing herself to me. She was truly beautiful, especially for someone like me who prefers voluptuous women; seeing her was unbearable. After being caressed by me, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and said to me, "Give it to me, okay?"

I nodded and gently entered her body. Every time I thrust in and out, she would moan. I found that I could control her moans. I lifted her pink legs and slowly thrust in and out. Although the thrusting was slow, it was deep enough and more stimulating for the girl. She was no exception. As the frequency of her moans increased, I also increased the speed of my thrusting. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. I quickly pulled out and climbed to the head of the bed, placing my penis, which was about to ejaculate, near her mouth. She cooperated and took it into her mouth. I couldn't resist the skillful stimulation of her tongue. My body trembled, and I ejaculated into her mouth. She was so understanding; not only did she drink my semen, but she also used her tongue to clean the semen off my penis.

"It tastes bitter."

"I'm sorry, I made you drink it."

"It's okay, I love you."

I hugged her, thinking of my girlfriend in Taipei, whom I hadn't seen in so long, and felt an immense sense of guilt. It's truly pathetic. I used to be someone who firmly opposed premarital sex, but since having sex, I've actually been tempted to have a relationship with someone I barely know. Am I driven by sex? Or is this just human nature?

Stepping out of the noodle shop, the rain had stopped. I brushed my hair against the wind; the night after the rain was so cool.

The graduate school entrance exams are over, and now I'm a senior in college, just drifting through life, eating and playing. I think this period has been the happiest time of my college life. I've heard that even if you pass the exams, life isn't easy, and if you don't end up in the military, it's even tougher.

Luckily, I had the opportunity to study alone in another city during my academic career. This not only made me cherish my parents and siblings even more, but also gave me some unforgettable memories. It

's raining non-stop outside. I heard there's a typhoon in the Guangdong area, so even the rarely rainy south has been experiencing heavy rain these past two days. In the south, when it rains, everyone is too lazy to go out. We spend all day holed up in our rented apartments with nothing to do, so playing on forums and BBS is our biggest pastime. Luckily, I had some instant noodles I'd stocked up on last week. The cool weather made it easy to eat two bowls without feeling very full, probably because I hadn't eaten breakfast.

After my roommate kindly set up the dorm's internet, our gaming skills improved significantly. The whole afternoon was spent in a flurry of activity, playing until after 8 PM before I realized I hadn't eaten dinner.

But looking at the weather, I was too lazy to go out. Time flew by, and it was already 9:30 PM. I was starving, so I decided to go to the noodle shop at the alley entrance.

This noodle shop is run by two sisters. The older sister is about 30 years old, slim and slender. She often wears her long hair up, perhaps for convenience.

Her younger sister, whom we roommates affectionately call the "Hot Boss," loves wearing low-cut, tight-fitting clothes, and she's definitely got the figure. Based on my 5GB of JPG files on my computer, I'd estimate her bust size to be around 35D, and her waist around 24.5cm. She's the big-breasted beauty, tall, with large breasts, and the same fair skin she shares with her sisters. Every time she bends over to wash dishes or make change, I can't help but steal a glance. Although I don't see anything particularly impressive, seeing her full, bouncy breasts swaying precariously always makes me have all sorts of fantasies.

Holding an umbrella, I arrived at the only noodle shop near my house, wondering how sexy my sister's outfit was today, only to find that the sexy proprietress was already packing up. Clinging to a sliver of hope, I went inside anyway.

"Proprietress, is there anything left to eat?"

"Sorry, sir, we've already closed up, but the water hasn't been poured out yet. Would you like some dumplings?"

At that moment, I didn't care what I wanted to eat; as long as there was something to eat, that was enough.

"Okay, have a seat, I'll get the dumplings and cook them."

I found a chair and sat down, only then noticing how sexy the landlady was dressed today. She wore a tight black linen bodysuit, the outline of her bra vaguely visible underneath, and a playful short skirt. It was impossible to guess her age.

"Your sister isn't here today? Why are you packing up all by yourself?"

"Yes. My sister went to her parents' house. It's her father-in-law's 70th birthday today!"

"Aren't you tired of packing so much by yourself? I'll pack it up for you since you specially cooked dumplings for me." I used my flirting skills again. My title of "girl killer" wasn't for nothing! Although the sexy landlady wasn't a girl anymore, her skills were still universally applicable.

"Excuse me, you're a guest."

"It's okay, I often help my mom tidy up at home, I'm fine with it, I won't break any bowls, don't worry."

"Hehe, you're doing this willingly, so I'll still charge you for the dumplings."

She's got business acumen, quite shrewd. She's worried I won't pay later.

Just then, a plate of steaming dumplings was placed in front of me, and I started wolfing them down without any hesitation.

At that moment, the rain outside intensified.

"It's raining so hard, should you close the door to prevent water from splashing in and making the floor dirty?"

"Yes, I've been working so hard mopping!" she said, closing the electric door.

The room quieted down considerably after the door closed, and I chatted with her casually while I ate.

"You two sisters run your own shop? That's impressive!"

"Not really. Our parents live in the countryside and aren't used to moving here. My brother-in-law also has his own job, so my sister and I have to work together."

"And you? Still not married?" I finally asked the question my roommates had been wanting to know.

"Not yet. Nobody wants me."

"Don't be! I think you're the most beautiful, elegant, and classy noodle shop owner in all of Taiwan."

"Hehe, not at all." She blushed slightly as she spoke. I continued to seize the opportunity.

"I'm not kidding, I came here to eat noodles just to see you. Seeing you makes my mouth water, you're so beautiful!"

She just smiled faintly with her head down. Although she was a working professional, selling noodles in the south meant her life was relatively simple, and she wasn't too distant from me, a student. She must have been in a good mood after I complimented her, because she kept smiling. Now it was her turn to be interested in me.

"And you? Still a student?"

"Yes, I study at CK University, graduating this year. I just finished my graduate school entrance exams a few days ago."

"Graduate school! That's amazing! I never even dreamed of it, I only graduated from high school." This seemed to be the kind of admiration many girls with lower levels of education have.

"Don't be envious. I only studied because I don't know anything else. Unlike you, you can earn money to support yourself and buy what you want without having to ask your family for money." She smiled again.

I thought she not only had a hot figure, but even her smile had a kind of genuineness that city girls didn't have.

By then, I had finished my dumplings and was about to take out my money when she quickly stopped me, saying it wasn't necessary and that it was her treat.

Of course, I wouldn't take advantage of her like that. After all, if I were in ancient times, I would be considered a scholar. I insisted on giving her money, but she wouldn't accept it. Just as we were pushing and pulling each other, we suddenly stopped. It turned out that my hands were holding her slender, jade-like hands. I glanced at her, and when she saw me looking at her, she lowered her head shyly. But our hands were still clasped together. Some say a handshake is more touching than a kiss, and I deeply understand this. I've found that holding hands with a girl creates a sense of spiritual connection; it warms not only the hands but also each other's hearts. This was exactly the case. I gently pulled her closer and said, "You're so beautiful." Then, I suddenly kissed her forehead. She was probably startled by my sudden action, and her body trembled a few times. However, she didn't react violently, like slapping me. I think she might have some feelings for me too.

Since childhood, people have often said I look like Tai Zhengxiao, the kind of man who is very affectionate and sincere. Perhaps because of this, few hot girls like me; those who do are usually girls who crave security. The sexy female boss in front of me, though she has the looks of a hot girl, I think she's probably a simple country girl at heart.

She looked at me, her face turning even redder, which was quite noticeable because of her fair skin. I whispered to her, "I like you so much." As soon as I finished speaking, she hugged me tightly. Pressed against her 35D breasts, I couldn't help but feel aroused.

I could only gently hold her, shifting my lower body slightly to avoid embarrassment.

She looked at me and said, "I have a secret to tell you." I turned my ear to her, and because she was tall, I didn't have to bend down for her to bring her mouth close to my ear. Just as I was wondering what she wanted to say, she gently licked my ear with her tongue. My body trembled. She didn't let me go, taking my entire ear into her mouth. The wet, sticky sensation, the double stimulation of touch and hearing, made me lose control. I moved my hand to the full breasts I had longed for for so long—they felt so soft. At this moment, she could no longer suppress her long-suppressed desire. She led me through the back door of the noodle shop. Inside were two rooms and a toilet. Without thinking too much, she led me into one of the rooms. Wow, it smelled so good.

Is this what a girl's bedroom looks like? Although I've had girlfriends before, they all lived in dorms, so I never had a chance to visit a girl's room. What caught my eye were neat decorations and a large dog plush toy on the bedside table.

"It usually sleeps with me," she said sweetly.

"It's so lucky."

"What? Are you jealous?" she joked playfully, not at all like a mature woman of 25 or 26.

I saw some old photos of her on the bookshelf. I looked at them—when she had the plush toy, in elementary school, middle school, and high school. I realized Rome wasn't built in a day. Her breasts were already fully developed in middle school, but she hadn't grown very tall, so it was actually more disproportionate than it is now.

"You were already a busty girl in middle school," I teased her. "I

was very innocent in high school," I added.

"But she was cutest when she was a little baby," I said again.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that you should never tell a girl how beautiful her photos are, otherwise it's like implying she's not beautiful in person, that she only looks good because of photography. Oh no, I've made a fatal mistake! No wonder she's silent. I quickly turned back to comfort her wounded heart, but to my surprise, for the first time, she had already taken off her tight-fitting clothes and short skirt. Her voluptuous body was only covered by a sexy black lace lingerie set. At this point, I had lost my mind. I walked towards her, gently pulled her to the bedside, and let her sit on my lap. While playing with her breasts through her bra, I lightly kissed her cheek. Her hand also slipped inside my shirt, constantly caressing her.

"You have chest hair," I thought, startled.

"Mmm," "So sexy." Her hands continued to caress me, the gentle touch making me feel uneasy.

She seemed to notice my awkwardness and considerately stood up, but as she did so, she gently pushed me to lie flat on the bed. Then, like a little girl unwrapping a birthday present, she began to unbuckle my belt and Giordano anti-wrinkle pants, and I followed her movements, slightly lifting my hips to make it easier for her to pull down my pants. When she saw my bulging underwear, she lowered her head and gently kissed it, and I was almost unable to resist her teasing, my body involuntarily wriggling.

After kissing me for a few minutes, she looked up at me.

"Was it comfortable?" My god, it's so sexy for a girl to look up like that. I nodded.

She seemed to take my nod as my approval or encouragement. She pulled down my underwear, and my already erect penis sprang out. She looked at me, then lowered her head and took my penis entirely into her mouth, circling it with her skillful tongue. I started to pant. She knew when to stop; she released my penis and kissed it again. Then she climbed down beside me.

I unhooked her bra. Her breasts were so white, and her nipples were pink. She was even more beautiful than the models in the pictures on my computer. I gently caressed her breasts, and mimicked her by sucking her ear into my mouth, giving her a taste of her own medicine. Unexpectedly, her soft body began to tremble, and she started making soft moaning sounds. It turned out this was her erogenous zone. At that moment, taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I slipped a hand inside her panties and gently rubbed her clitoris. Her reaction grew more intense, but I was very patient and continued to caress her. Finally, she willingly pulled down her panties, revealing herself to me. She was truly beautiful, especially for someone like me who prefers voluptuous women; seeing her was unbearable. After being caressed by me, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and said to me, "Give it to me, okay?"

I nodded and gently entered her body. Every time I thrust in and out, she would moan. I found that I could control her moans. I lifted her pink legs and slowly thrust in and out. Although the thrusting was slow, it was deep enough and more stimulating for the girl. She was no exception. As the frequency of her moans increased, I also increased the speed of my thrusting. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. I quickly pulled out and climbed to the head of the bed, placing my penis, which was about to ejaculate, near her mouth. She cooperated and took it into her mouth. I couldn't resist the skillful stimulation of her tongue. My body trembled, and I ejaculated into her mouth. She was so understanding; not only did she drink my semen, but she also used her tongue to clean the semen off my penis.

"It tastes bitter."

"I'm sorry, I made you drink it."

"It's okay, I love you."

I hugged her, thinking of my girlfriend in Taipei, whom I hadn't seen in so long, and felt an immense sense of guilt. It's truly pathetic. I used to be someone who firmly opposed premarital sex, but since having sex, I've actually been tempted to have a relationship with someone I barely know. Am I driven by sex? Or is this just human nature?

Stepping out of the noodle shop, the rain had stopped. I brushed my hair against the wind; the night after the rain was so cool.

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