Wife and Manager Wang

Business has been good these past few days, so I've been in a good mood. Around 10 a.m. this morning, there were a few groups of customers in the shop. I personally greeted two female customers, both in their forties, when suddenly I heard someone call my name. I looked up and saw it was Manager Wang. He was from Guangdong, a man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with typical southern features: a broad forehead, a short, slightly wide, and thin face. His mouth was somewhat flat, and his eyes, though double-lidded, appeared large, perhaps due to his thinness. His hair wasn't very thick; it usually hung straight down from the top of his head, just covering his entire forehead. Now, he was all smiles. He's the sales manager of a furniture factory in Guangzhou. In the years I've been in the furniture business, he's been very supportive. He's a very nice person, just a bit sharp-tongued. I asked him in surprise, "Why are you here?" Manager Wang laughed and said, "I was just trying to get my hands on your wife, why couldn't I come?" I laughed and said, "You're something else, aren't you? Please come into the office and I'll make you some tea." Manager Wang responded and went into the office. I said to the two female customers next to me, "You two watch for a moment." Then I picked up two teacups and went to the water dispenser to get some water. I overheard the two women whispering, "This guy must have slept with his wife. Yeah, you can tell this guy's having an affair with his wife. Yeah, you don't know how slutty his wife is." Hearing their insulting words, my body immediately reacted, and I felt a strange, tingling sensation! Look, that's his wife! I looked up and saw my wife's figure appear in the doorway. My wife's curvaceous figure was accentuated by her beautiful curves in her red short dress. Plus, the red dress was slightly see-through, vaguely revealing the beautiful scenery underneath. Even I, who know my wife's body so well, felt a certain arousal. I brought the tea to my wife and said, "Manager Wang from the factory is here. Take the tea in." My wife carried the tea into the office. "What brings you here today?" she asked Manager Wang as she placed the teacup on the table. "Market research, perhaps?" she replied. As she spoke, Manager Wang glanced casually at my wife's neckline. He noticed the second button of her blouse was undone. At that moment, she leaned forward, her chest alluringly revealed. A pink lace bra covered her breasts, but it was too narrow to fully contain them. They were barely concealed, seemingly about to burst forth, delicate and fragile. Her waist was slender and supple, her abdomen beautifully smooth, and her round, pert buttocks were covered by pink panties. Her long, white thighs were exposed below her knees. Manager Wang suddenly felt a thirst. It was almost noon, and it was obvious he needed to be taken to lunch. There was a restaurant near my house that served pretty good food. After ordering and receiving the food, we shared a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) among the three of us. A few drinks later, my wife's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and her breasts heaving, making her even more alluring. Seeing my wife's cheerful demeanor, Mr. Wang became even more enthusiastic, raising his glass to us in a hearty toast.
The atmosphere at the table grew increasingly harmonious and lively. We chatted and laughed, enjoying ourselves immensely. Seeing that the bottle of baijiu was almost empty, I asked Mr. Wang, "Shall we share another bottle?" "I can't drink anymore," Mr. Wang said, "we agreed on one bottle." "I haven't had enough," I said. Mr. Wang immediately started swearing, "I'll fuck your wife's ass! I really can't drink anymore!" Hearing Mr. Wang use profanity, my wife retorted, "Are you swearing? I'll slap you!" Mr. Wang asked, puzzled. What is an ear-slapping device? My wife said, "Put your face over here." And guess what? Manager Wang actually did! My wife's face turned cold, and a slap landed on his face. It was so fast I couldn't stop her. Manager Wang was so scared he closed his eyes. My wife's hand, having reached Manager Wang's face, had already withdrawn all its force. She giggled and gently patted his face, like a lover's caress! It scared me to death! Manager Wang said, "We've had a good meal and are talking about finding a place to have tea." Ring ring ring! Suddenly, a rapid cell phone ring came from my bag. I took out my phone and saw it was Xiao Liu from the shop calling, asking me to go back and deliver a few sets of furniture. I told my wife, "You go have tea with Manager Wang, I'm going back to the shop." Manager Wang said, "Okay, you go ahead and get busy." I went out to pay the bill and went to the restroom. Just as I came out, I saw Manager Wang helping his wife walk ahead. I heard Manager Wang say, "Is it convenient for us to have tea at your place?" As he spoke, his fingers caressed my wife's waist, feeling the elasticity of her body against his skin. I was home alone, oh well, hehe, how annoying. I wondered if they'd do something good at my house, and then I slipped back into the bathroom. Back at the shop, Xiao Liu said the customer wanted delivery again tomorrow morning. I told him to take care of the shop while I went home and quietly opened the bedroom door. "Hmm...ah..."
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the bedroom. I tiptoed to the door. The bedroom door was ajar, and through the crack, I saw a live sex scene—my wife was bent over, her large, white buttocks raised, her hands supporting her weight on the bed, completely naked, her long, glossy black hair cascading down her head, obscuring her pink face. Manager Wang. Standing naked behind her with his back to the door, he held his wife's slender waist with his left hand and squeezed one of her snow-white, pink breasts with his right, making vigorous movements back and forth. His wife's long hair swung wildly in the air, and her other breast swayed violently with his movements, while he made increasingly loud moans. Her long hair flowed freely, her cries were incessant, and her panting was incessant. I peeked at this and was immediately stunned. Seeing this erotic scene made my body hot and swollen, as if ants were crawling all over my heart. I felt my face flush, my heart beat faster and faster, and my legs went weak. I couldn't help but kneel down in front of the door, my legs slightly apart, peeking through
the crack in the door. "Ah..." Manager Wang's howl came from the bedroom. I saw him push his wife down on the bed, lying on her back, panting heavily. I knew that Manager Wang and his wife had reached their climax. I got up from the floor, quietly went into the study, and locked the door. He turned on the security camera in the room and put on his headphones. A rushing sound of running water came from the bathroom. His wife was taking a shower. Manager Wang gently pushed open the bathroom door and looked at his wife's shapely back—her shoulders were flat and straight, her waist slender, and her hips full, forming a beautiful, curvaceous figure. Long, glossy black hair flowed down her slender, white neck, cascading over her high, firm breasts. Her skin was smooth and flawless, shimmering like satin, radiating an alluring glow. Steam rose from the water, and jets of white water splashed onto her beautiful body like countless broken pearls. The water slid across her smooth back, over her plump, rounded buttocks, past the deep cleft of her buttocks, down the dark groin between her legs, and then down her two snow-white thighs to the floor. "Ah!" Su Qing noticed Manager Wang. Peeking from the doorway, imagining their intimacy, her eyes held a mixture of surprise, shyness, joy, and excitement. She pouted and said sweetly, "You're so annoying! You're peeking! You've seen it before..."
"Hehe, peeking is more fun!" Manager Wang chuckled mischievously as he entered the bathroom, ready to make love again with his wife. His wife turned around. Manager Wang's eyes widened, and he grabbed her naked. His wife let out a soft cry, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tightly. Manager Wang licked her lips, sucking deeply and making soft, smacking sounds. His wife was intoxicated. She clung tightly to his neck, her beautiful eyes gazing at him. Her upper body went limp against his chest, softly murmuring. Her breasts writhed against his arms and chest, making him itch with desire. His wife rested her face on Manager Wang's shoulder, her damp, fragrant hair brushing against his ear. Manager Wang couldn't help but lower his head and bury his nose in her fragrant hair. He then gently placed a hand on his wife's snow-white thigh—it felt so good, soft and smooth, like a piece of white jade, without a single flaw. Manager Wang's hand wandered casually over his wife's thigh, feeling that place was wet, as if sinking into a swamp. Manager Wang couldn't resist any longer, and he thrust forward, easily sinking into her wetness. His wife was aroused by Manager Wang's actions, feeling as if countless worms were crawling inside her, both excited and anxious, always hoping that Manager Wang would be rougher. So, she tightly hugged Manager Wang's back and said in a soft voice: "Harder!" Manager Wang remained silent, mechanically performing the movements at a slow and steady pace. His wife felt a surge of urgency and hurriedly slid her hands down to Manager Wang's buttocks. Instantly, her round buttocks, along with her curvaceous body, swayed incessantly amidst the steam.
Her long, flowing hair, as smooth as a waterfall, and her incredibly elastic, full breasts undulating rhythmically, created a primal melody with her shy breaths and melodious moans. Gradually, her movements became more pronounced, her cries louder. With an expression of ecstasy, she experienced and enjoyed the sensation, her body rhythmically contracting and expanding as if trying to drain him dry. She climbed higher and higher, like a mountain. Finally, a feeling of near-exhaustion, accompanied by release, erupted from him. His wife trembled, and after enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, she nestled softly in his arms, a languid, sweet smile in her eyes. His legs trembled slightly, feeling he could no longer support their combined weight, so he slumped onto the edge of the bathtub, carrying his wife… His wife nestled in his arms. The blush on her cheeks hadn't faded, and she repeated, “You're amazing. I haven't felt this way in so long. Your husband can't do it, can he?” "Manager Wang joked, and his wife said shyly, 'You're so naughty. Am I better than your husband? Hmm, hehe.'"

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