innocent wife

The wife looked up and saw it was Li Li. She was the company manager's personal secretary and also a great beauty in the company. Although not tall, she had a very well-proportioned figure. The wife had heard her male colleagues lewdly call her "little slut."

The wife put down her mouse and said, "Yes, Mr. Liu wants me to finish the company's performance figures for this year in the next couple of days. Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Liu wants you to go to his office when you're done."

"Okay!"

The wife had been busy all morning, only managing to finish the performance report in the afternoon. She quickly printed it out and headed to the manager's office.

Just before entering, she subconsciously pulled her skirt down a little.

"Knock, knock," the wife knocked on the door. A voice came from inside, "Come in!"

The wife went in and closed the door. Inside, a bald, middle-aged man was sitting behind a desk.

"Mr. Liu, I've prepared this year's performance report. Li Li said you need something else?"

"Ah, it's Xiao Ai. Yes, I need to talk to you. Bring the report over so I can see it."

The wife walked to the desk, about to hand over the report, when the manager gestured for her to come closer.

The wife hesitated, gritted her teeth, and walked over, placing the report on the table in front of him.

The manager looked down at it and said, "Explain this information to me in detail."

The wife lowered her head and said, "Okay, Mr. Liu." "

Our company's overall performance this year is not bad, up six percentage points from last year, but the performance in the first half of the year wasn't ideal..." the wife muttered listlessly.

At that moment, the wife felt the manager's hand, through her skirt, land on her buttocks, gently kneading them.

"Ah..." the wife groaned in humiliation, her leg muscles involuntarily stiffening. This wasn't the first time; last time, the manager had even ripped off her underwear. If she hadn't struggled, who knows what might have happened.

The wife had considered quitting, but the company had been struggling since last year, the salary was pitifully low, and there was always the possibility of being laid off.

She muttered to herself, her words disjointed.

The manager's hand moved restlessly. Seeing that his wife didn't resist, he moved his hand down, slipping it under her skirt and sliding it between her legs.

Today, she wasn't wearing stockings, and her skin was being directly violated. She could only endure the urge to resist this hateful hand. The manager's hand then moved up to her inner thighs, gently caressing her, his large fingers occasionally brushing against her genitals. A faint pleasure arose between her legs, reaching her brain.

Her heart pounded. She stopped muttering the annoying sales report, hoping the manager's violation would stop soon.

However, the manager's hand showed no sign of stopping.

Suddenly, she remembered the last time the manager had pulled down her underwear, and she couldn't help but worry. What if he did it again today? And this is an office; what if someone knocks and comes in… Thinking of this, the wife could only pray to God that nothing bad would happen.

A wave of pleasure surged from below, and the wife felt her genitals involuntarily begin to secrete fluid. She lowered her head in shame.

“Hehe, your body is still so sensitive. You’re already wet after just a little while. This is really exciting!” the manager lewdly laughed.

The wife’s face flushed, definitely bright red. That hateful old lecher. Despite this humiliation, her body became even more sensitive. This damned body.

It was the same last time. Under the manager’s lewd words and laughter, the wife’s body repeatedly betrayed her will, forced to succumb to the manager’s teasing. That time, she almost…

At this moment, the manager’s fingers touched the wife’s genitals through her underwear.

The wife could feel her panties clinging damply to her labia. The manager's fingers gently traced between her labia, each stroke more forceful than the last, until finally his fingers sank deep into her labia with each movement, intensifying the uncontrollable pleasure.

Suddenly, the manager withdrew his fingers, catching the wife off guard and even causing a slight sense of disappointment .

Then, the manager pulled her between his legs, still with her back to him, and said, "Lie down on the table!"

"No, Mr. Liu."

"Don't be afraid, I just want to see what you look like down there, hehe!"

Ah, the worst was about to happen. The wife wanted to resist, but the thought of those reasons left her powerless. Finally, she could only console herself by saying that as long as he didn't cross that final barrier, it would be fine. Little did she know that each time she thought this way, her mental resistance weakened.

The wife slowly lay down on the table, tears of humiliation streaming down her face.

A chill ran down her lower body as her skirt was lifted. Immediately, a pair of hands pulled down the wife's panties. The wife reflexively clamped her legs together, trying to prevent him from removing them, but the manager skillfully managed to pull them off anyway.

At this point, the wife was completely naked from the waist down, exposed entirely to the manager's eyes.

Last time, although the manager had pulled down her panties, he hadn't seen her genitals due to her struggles, but this time, he had.

Besides her husband, the manager was the second man to see his wife's private parts.

Although the wife was lying on the table, she could still feel his gaze fixed on her private parts. She was extremely nervous, but her vagina began to twitch incessantly. With each twitch, she could feel fluid seeping from her lower body. Soon, the fluid flowed down her thighs and into her shoes.

"Ah, your lower body is so beautiful! Your buttocks are perky, and your legs are so long and slender. You truly deserve to be the most beautiful woman in our company. Hmm? Why is there so much saliva coming from your little mouth down there? Let me wipe it for you."

The wife was too ashamed to speak.

At this moment, he used his wife's underwear to clean the fluid from her genitals. Without his teasing, her genitals gradually returned to normal and the spasms stopped.

Soon, his hands were on her plump buttocks.

Breaths of hot air sprayed onto her rear, tickling and very comfortable. He must have been looking very close, but it was a place even her husband hadn't carefully examined. His wife tried to pull away shyly, but her buttocks were firmly held in place by his hands, unable to move at all.

A stronger sense of humiliation welled up within her.

But the fluid, uncontrollably, began to flow again.

Then, something happened that his wife could never have imagined.

Suddenly, something pressed against her genitals, followed by something warm and soft wriggling on her labia. Soon, it burrowed into her genitals, moving incessantly.

"Ah..." So comfortable. The wife's mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly snapped back to reality. Could he have put that inside her? But it didn't seem right. The shape of her lower body was different from that thing, and it was soft. Could it be... his tongue?!

"Mr. Liu, ah... don't... lick there... ah..." At this moment, the wife was so comfortable she didn't even have the strength to speak. If someone had taken off her shoes then, they would have noticed that her toes were also curled up in pleasure.

The manager was truly a devil.

He used both hands to pull apart his wife's labia, then his tongue, like a snake, burrowed into her vagina, gradually stripping away her reason, and the flames of desire slowly ignited within her.

"Hoo, your love juice is so sweet." The manager swallowed all the fluid flowing from his wife's genitals, as if it were some kind of nectar.

His words stimulated his wife's senses, and the sensations in her lower body assaulted her mind even more intensely. His wife resignedly thought: since he had already seen her genitals, and he was kissing her down there, why not enjoy it? As long as he didn't penetrate her, it would be fine. Thinking this, his wife obediently raised her buttocks to make it easier for the manager's tongue to move beneath her, and even, she quietly and slowly parted her legs.

"Hehe, that's a good girl." The manager chuckled, as if he had discovered his wife's intentions, and his tongue moved even more vigorously.

Waves of dizziness washed over his wife.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore..." The wife gasped for breath, her throat seemingly losing its function. She knew this was a sign she was about to reach orgasm.

Suddenly, a finger lightly traced a line around her anus; simultaneously, two fingers pinched and twisted her clitoris, which was now erect with excitement.

Her breathing almost stopped, a surge of intense pleasure washing over her, her vagina involuntarily spasming.

"Ugh..." She was so comfortable she couldn't even make a sound.

She slumped weakly onto the table.

The afterglow of her orgasm hadn't yet faded when she heard a rustling sound behind her.

Her heart skipped a beat; it was clearly the sound of clothes being undressed.

What was the manager trying to do? Did he want to...? No, she couldn't let him take advantage of her anymore. How could she face her beloved husband afterward?

She was on the verge of tears, trying to struggle, but her body was too weak to muster any strength.

"Comfortable? Hehe, there's more to come!" The manager laughed even more lewdly from behind.

His hand reached behind his wife's waist, forcibly turning her over so she was lying on the table.

His wife struggled to support her upper body, weakly saying, "No... Mr. Liu, I have a husband, and... people might come here. Please let me go, or... I'll call the police." "

Hehe, I've already told Li Li that no one can come in. As for calling the police... if you taste my big cock... hehe, you definitely won't want to call the police. You've already had your fun, but look at me here, all hard, what am I going to do?"

His wife looked down and gasped. His lower body was naked, and his penis was now erect, thick and long, covered with thick blue veins like earthworms, and the glans was as big as half her fist.

Oh my god, if he really penetrated her, could she bear it?

If there were a mirror here, the wife thought her face would be pale. At this moment, the wife felt like a little rabbit caught in a tiger's mouth, her body trembling helplessly.

The manager lewdly spread the wife's legs apart, exposing her vulva to him once again.

"Ah..." the wife couldn't help but cry out, hurriedly sitting up and covering her vulva with her hands. The wife tried to close her legs, but the manager stood between her legs, making it impossible to close them.

The manager stood there grinning, watching the wife's reaction with amusement, and suddenly said, "How about this, let's make a bet. If you win, I'll let you go today. If you lose, you'll obediently let me fuck you, how about it?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "fuck," making the wife's vagina tremble involuntarily. This despicable lecher.

But the wife still hurriedly nodded, willing to agree to anything as long as he wouldn't do that.

He chuckled lewdly again, calmly pointing at his wife's vaginal opening, and said, "Let's make a bet like this. I'll tease you, and if you can keep it from leaking, you win; otherwise, I lose."

What? This was clearly cheating! How could his wife control herself? Her body was so sensitive; she was bound to lose.

"This won't work, let's try something else," his wife said, blushing.

"Hmm, why won't this work? Tell me why."

"Um...it's because...because..." his wife couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Why? If you don't tell me the reason, do as I say."

"No," the wife said anxiously, her face turning even redder. She lowered her head and whispered, "Because... when you touch me... I can't help but... I get wet..."

"Hahaha," the manager laughed triumphantly, "Okay, okay, then let's try a different bet, hahaha!"

The wife looked at the manager nervously for a moment, then he suddenly said, "I have a fair bet. Look, I'm rock hard. If you can make me ejaculate within half an hour, no matter what method you use, you win. What do you say?"

The wife stared at his large, red and purple thing, gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and said, "Okay!"

The manager started looking at the wife lecherously again and said, "Then let your hair down. I like seeing you with your hair down."

The wife tilted her head back, took off her hair, shook it to let it fall smoothly, and asked the manager, "Is this okay?"

At this moment, the manager stared at the wife, almost drooling.

He said again, "Unbutton your blouse!"

His wife hesitated for a moment, thinking: since he'd already seen her most important parts, she didn't care about her breasts anymore; as long as he could ejaculate quickly, she'd do anything. So, she unbuttoned her women's suit jacket and blouse one by one, revealing her white lace bra underneath.

Because her breasts were quite full and firm, she usually chose bras made of soft and thin fabrics. This bra was very thin, and because it was lace, her breasts were clearly visible. She had secretly bought it to show her husband tonight, and even planned to… but now, this lecherous man… Thinking of this, she felt a pang of sadness…

Her face flushed, she reached behind her to unhook her bra, but seeing the manager's lecherous face, a sudden feeling of unease washed over her.

"Mr. Liu, do you keep your word?"

"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, I would have already put it in."

Yes, he didn't seem to need to lie to his wife now, but seeing the slight smile on the manager's lips, she felt something was off. Fine, she resigned herself to it; she was determined to make him ejaculate.

Her hand loosened, the bra clasp undone, and her breasts sprang out.

She casually placed the bra on the table, lowered her head, and whispered to the manager, "All done."

At this moment, all the buttons on her blouse were undone, revealing her entire breasts, while her legs were forced apart, her skirt pulled up to her abdomen, exposing her vulva. She wondered, what would her husband think if he knew she looked like this in front of other men? Her husband's angry and sad face appeared before her eyes.

Husband, forgive me. She murmured silently in her heart.

"Wow, so beautiful! Your nipples are still pink. I didn't expect you to be as alluring inside as you are outside! Hehe!"

The manager's words interrupted his wife's thoughts. He sat down in the chair in front of her and said, "Come on, sit on my lap. The rest is up to you." He glanced at his watch. "Start the timer now!"

His wife hurriedly stood up and straddled his lap.

The manager's legs were very hairy, making his wife itchy. She endured it and was about to reach out and grasp his penis when he lifted his leg. She cried out "Ah!" and lost her balance.

She looked up and saw Li Li. She was the company manager's personal secretary and also a great beauty in her wife's company. Although she wasn't tall, she had a very well-proportioned figure. His wife had privately heard male colleagues in the company lewdly call her "little slut."

The wife put down the mouse and said, "Yes, Mr. Liu wants me to finish the company's performance figures for this year in the next couple of days. Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Liu wants you to come to his office when you're done."

"Okay!"

The wife had been busy all morning, only managing to finish the performance figures in the afternoon. She quickly printed them out and headed to the manager's office.

Just before entering, she subconsciously pulled her skirt down a little.

"Knock, knock," she knocked on the door. "Come in!"

she heard from inside. She went in and closed the door. Inside, a bald, middle-aged man was sitting behind a desk.

"Mr. Liu, I've finished the performance figures for this year. Li Li said you need something else?"

"Ah, it's Xiao Ai. Yes, I need to talk to you. Bring me the performance figures first."

The wife walked to the desk, about to hand over the figures, when the manager gestured for her to come to his side.

She hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and walked over to him, placing the performance figures on the table in front of him.

The manager looked down and said, "Explain this information to me in detail."

His wife lowered her head and said, "Yes, Mr. Liu."

"Our company's overall performance this year is not bad, up six percentage points from last year, but the performance in the first half of the year was not ideal..." his wife muttered listlessly.

At that moment, she felt the manager's hand, through her skirt, land on her buttocks and gently knead them.

"Ah..." she groaned in humiliation, her leg muscles involuntarily stiffening. This wasn't the first time; last time, the manager had even ripped off her underwear. If she hadn't struggled, who knows what might have happened.

She had considered quitting, but the company had been struggling since last year, her salary was pitifully low, and she was always at risk of being laid off.

She muttered to herself, her words disjointed.

The manager's hand moved restlessly. Seeing that his wife didn't resist, he moved his hand down, slipping it under her skirt and sliding it between her legs.

Today, my wife wasn't wearing stockings, and her skin was directly violated. She could only endure the pain and try to escape the hateful hand. The manager's hand had already moved up to her inner thighs, gently caressing her, his large fingers occasionally brushing against her genitals. Waves of pleasure surged from between her legs, reaching her brain.

Her heart pounded. She stopped thinking about the annoying sales report and just hoped the manager's violation would stop.

However, the manager's hand showed no sign of stopping.

Suddenly, she remembered the time the manager had pulled down her underwear, and she couldn't help but worry. What if he did it again today? And this was an office; what if someone knocked and came in…? Thinking of this, she could only pray to God that nothing bad would happen.

The pleasure continued to surge from below, and she felt her genitals begin to secrete fluid. She lowered her head in shame.

"Hehe, your body is still so sensitive. You're already wet after just a little while. It's really exciting!" The manager chuckled lewdly.

His wife's face flushed, it must have been burning red. That disgusting old lecher. Despite the insult, her body became even more sensitive. This damned body. It

was the same last time. Under the manager's obscene words and laughter, his wife's body repeatedly betrayed her will, forced to succumb to his teasing. That time, she almost…

At this moment, the manager's fingers touched his wife's genitals through her underwear.

His wife could feel her underwear already wet and clinging to her labia. The manager's fingers gently traced between her labia, each stroke more forceful than the last, until finally his fingers sank deep into her labia with each stroke, intensifying the uncontrollable pleasure.

Suddenly, the manager withdrew his fingers. His wife was momentarily stunned, even a little disappointed.

At this moment, the manager pulled his wife between his legs, still with her back to him, and said to her, "Lie down on the table!"

"No, Mr. Liu."

"Don't be afraid, I just want to see what your lower body looks like, hehe!"

Ah, the worst thing was about to happen. The wife wanted to resist, but thinking of those reasons, she had no strength left. In the end, she could only comfort herself by saying that as long as she didn't let him cross that final barrier, it would be fine. Little did she know that each time she thought like this, her psychological resistance weakened a little.

The wife slowly lay down on the table, tears of humiliation streaming down her face.

A chill ran down her lower body as her skirt was lifted. Immediately afterward, a pair of hands pulled down her underwear. Her legs reflexively clamped together, trying to prevent him from taking off her underwear, but in the end, the manager skillfully pulled it down.

At this moment, the wife's lower body was completely naked, exposed entirely to the manager's eyes.

Last time, although the manager had torn off his wife's panties, he hadn't seen her genitals because of her struggles. But this time, he had.

Besides her husband, the manager was the second man to see his wife's private parts.

Although his wife was lying on the table, she could still feel his gaze fixed on her private parts. She was extremely nervous, but her vagina began to twitch incessantly. With each twitch, she could feel her genitals leaking fluid. Soon, the fluid flowed down her thighs and into her shoes.

"Ah, your lower body is so beautiful! Your buttocks are perky, and your legs are so long and thin. You truly deserve to be the most beautiful woman in our company. Hmm? Why is there so much saliva coming from your little mouth? Let me wipe it for you."

His wife was too embarrassed to speak.

At this moment, he used his wife's panties to clean the fluid from her genitals. With his teasing gone, his wife's genitals gradually returned to normal and stopped twitching.

Soon, his hands were on his wife's plump buttocks.

Hot breath sprayed onto his wife's rear, tickling and pleasantly so. He must have been looking very close, but it was a place even he hadn't carefully examined. His wife tried to pull away shyly, but her buttocks were firmly held in place by his hands, unable to move an inch.

A stronger sense of humiliation welled up within her.

Yet, her juices began to flow uncontrollably again.

Then, something happened that his wife could never have imagined.

Suddenly, something pressed against the wife's lower body, followed by something warm and soft wriggling on her labia. It quickly penetrated her vagina, moving incessantly.

"Ah..." So good. The wife's mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly snapped back to reality. Could he have put that thing inside her? But it didn't seem like it. This thing was different in shape from that thing, and it was soft. Could it be... his tongue?

"Mr. Liu, ah... no... lick there... ah..." At this moment, the wife was too weak to even speak. If someone had taken off her shoes, they would have seen her toes curling up in pleasure.

The manager was a devil.

He used both hands to pull apart the wife's labia, and then his tongue, like a snake, burrowed into her vagina, gradually stripping away her reason. The flames of desire slowly burned within her.

"Hoo hoo, your love juice is so sweet." The manager swallowed all the fluid flowing from the wife's vagina, as if it were some kind of nectar.

His words stimulated his wife's senses, and the sensations in her lower body intensified, assaulting her mind. Resignedly, she thought: since he'd already seen her, and he was kissing her there, why not enjoy it? As long as he didn't penetrate her, it would be fine. With that thought, she obediently arched her hips to make it easier for the manager's tongue to move beneath her. She even subtly and slowly parted her legs.

"Hehe, that's a good girl," the manager chuckled, his tongue moving even more vigorously as if he'd discovered her intentions.

Waves of dizziness washed over her.

"Ah… I can't take it anymore…" she gasped, her throat seemingly losing its function. She knew this was a sign she was approaching orgasm.

Suddenly, a finger lightly traced a line at her anus; simultaneously, two fingers pinched and twisted her clitoris, which was now erect with excitement.

The wife's breath almost stopped as an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her, her vagina involuntarily spasming.

"Ugh..." she whimpered, too weak to even make a sound.

She slumped limply onto the table.

The afterglow of her orgasm hadn't yet faded when she heard a rustling sound behind her.

A sudden chill ran through her; it was clearly the sound of clothes being undressed.

What was the manager trying to do? Did he intend to...? No, she couldn't let him push his luck any further. How could she face her beloved husband afterward?

She was on the verge of tears, struggling, but her body was too limp to muster any strength.

"Feeling good? Hehe, there's more to come!" the manager chuckled lewdly behind her.

His hand reached behind her, forcibly turning her over so she was now lying on the table.

The wife struggled to support her upper body, weakly pleading, "No... Mr. Liu, I'm a married woman, and... people might come here. Please let me go, or... I'll call the police."

"Hehe, I've already told Li Li that no one can get in. As for calling the police... if you've tasted my big cock... hehe, you definitely won't want to call the police. You've already had your fun, but look at me here, all hard, what am I going to do?"

The wife looked down and gasped. His lower body was naked, and his penis was now erect, thick and long, covered with prominent veins like earthworms, and the glans was as big as half her fist.

Good heavens, if he really penetrated her, could she bear it?

If there were a mirror here, the wife thought her face would be pale. At that moment, the wife felt like a little rabbit caught in a tiger's den, her body trembling helplessly.

The manager, leering, spread his wife's legs, exposing her vulva once again.

"Ah..." his wife cried out in surprise, hurriedly sitting up and covering her vulva with her hands. She tried to close her legs, but with the manager standing between them, they couldn't.

The manager stood there grinning, watching his wife's reaction with amusement, and suddenly said, "How about this, we make a bet. If you win, I'll let you go today; if you lose, you'll obediently let me have my way with you, okay?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "have my way with you," causing his wife's vagina to tremble involuntarily. That despicable lecher!

But his wife still hurriedly nodded; she would agree to anything at this moment, as long as he wouldn't do that.

He chuckled lewdly again, calmly pointing at his wife's vaginal opening, and said, "Let's make a bet like this. I'll tease you, and if you can keep it from leaking, you win; otherwise, I lose."

What? This was clearly cheating! How could his wife control herself? Her body was so sensitive; she was bound to lose.

"This won't work, let's try something else," his wife said, blushing.

"Hmm, why won't this work? Tell me why."

"Um...it's because...because..." his wife couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Why? If you don't tell me the reason, do as I say."

"No," the wife said anxiously, her face turning even redder. She lowered her head and whispered, "Because... when you touch me... I can't help but... I get wet..."

"Hahaha," the manager laughed triumphantly, "Okay, okay, then let's try a different bet, hahaha!"

The wife looked at the manager nervously for a moment, then he suddenly said, "I have a fair bet. Look, I'm rock hard. If you can make me ejaculate within half an hour, no matter what method you use, you win. What do you say?"

The wife stared at his large, red and purple thing, gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and said, "Okay!"

The manager started looking at the wife lecherously again and said, "Then let your hair down. I like seeing you with your hair down."

The wife tilted her head back, took off her hair, shook it to let it fall smoothly, and asked the manager, "Is this okay?"

At this moment, the manager stared at the wife, almost drooling.

He said again, "Unbutton your blouse!"

His wife hesitated, thinking: He'd already seen her most important parts, so she didn't care about her breasts anymore. As long as he could ejaculate quickly, she'd do anything. So, she unbuttoned her blazer and blouse one by one, revealing her white lace bra.

Because her breasts were quite full and firm, she usually chose bras made of soft, thin fabrics. This bra was very thin, and because it was lace, her breasts were clearly visible. She had secretly bought it to show her husband tonight, and even planned to… but now, this lecherous man… Thinking of this, she felt a pang of sadness…

Her face flushed, she reached behind her to unhook her bra, but seeing the manager's lecherous face, a sudden unease rose within her.

"Mr. Liu, do you keep your word?"

"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, I would have already put it in."

Yes, he didn't seem to need to lie to his wife anymore, but seeing the slight smile on the manager's lips, she felt something was off. Oh well, she resigned herself to it; she was determined to make him ejaculate.

Her hand loosened, the bra clasp undone, and her breasts sprang out.

She casually placed the bra on the table, lowered her head, and whispered to the manager, "All done."

At this moment, all the buttons on her blouse were undone, revealing her entire breasts, while her legs were forced apart, her skirt pulled up to her abdomen, exposing her vulva. She wondered, what would her husband think if he knew she looked like this in front of another man? Her husband's angry and sad face appeared before her eyes.

"Husband, forgive me," she murmured silently.

"Wow, so beautiful! Your nipples are still pink. I didn't expect you to be as alluring inside as you are outside! Hehe!"

The manager's words interrupted his wife's thoughts. He sat down in the chair in front of her and said, "Come on, sit on my lap. The rest is up to you." He glanced at his watch. "Start the timer now!"

His wife hurriedly stood up and straddled his lap.

The manager's legs were very hairy, making his wife itchy. She tried to resist and was about to reach out and grasp his penis when he lifted his leg. She cried out "Ah!" and lost her balance, her upper body naturally leaning forward, her hands wrapped around his neck.

"Heh, heh, a little further forward is better," the manager said lewdly, his arms around his wife's waist.

His wife's labia were now pressed against the base of his penis, warm and hot, and a wave of pleasure surged up again. Perhaps it was because her orgasm had just passed, and her labia were more sensitive due to engorgement.

His wife blushed and glared at him. But for a moment, her lower body felt reluctant to leave his. "Well, maybe this will make him come faster," the wife thought to herself, trying to console herself.

She released her hands, placing her left hand gently on the manager's shoulder and her right hand grasping his penis.

She began to stroke it.

Her hands were too small; she could only barely hold most of his penis, which throbbed gently in her hand. She couldn't help but compare him to her husband in her mind. Her husband's size was at least three sizes smaller; his penis was not only much thicker but also harder and hotter. Thinking of this, her lower body pressed even closer to the manager's large penis, and the area where her labia touched became wet.

She glanced at the manager shyly; he was currently comfortably squinting, not even looking at her, probably enjoying himself immensely. She

breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he'd ejaculate in about half an hour.

After a while, her right hand began to go numb, and her movements slowed down.

At home, when my wife has her period, she sometimes masturbates me. She knows that if the pace slows down, the man's pleasure decreases, and she usually continues with oral sex. But here, she really didn't want to do that, and

the manager's penis was simply too large for her mouth to accommodate. What to do? Then, she had an idea. She gently moved her hips, pressing her labia against his penis and beginning to slide them up and down, while her hand gently stroked the glans.

This worked wonders; the manager was so aroused that he closed his eyes again. My wife suddenly thought she could try this with her husband later, but then she remembered that his penis wasn't that big, so this trick wouldn't work, and she felt a pang of disappointment.

As if encouraged, her movements gradually became more vigorous, but this resulted in even stronger pleasure for her own genitals. In just a few strokes, the fluid from her vagina completely soaked the manager's large penis. She simply used her hand to spread the fluid evenly on his penis. With the lubrication, her hand and genitals moved more effortlessly.

At this moment, sweat beaded on the tip of her nose and temples, her face flushed, but the manager's penis showed no sign of ejaculation; instead,

it grew even thicker. Oh no, what should he do?

Just then, the manager opened his eyes, a playful smile on his lips. One hand left his wife's slender waist, but grasped her breast; the other hand gently pulled her upper body closer to his, and his lips kissed her earlobe.

His wife's labia pressed against his penis.

"Mmm… what are you doing…" His wife felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her vaginal fluids flowed out like a burst dam.

The manager, while teasing his wife's nipples with his fingers and gently licking her earlobe, rubbed his other hand in circles under her back, softly saying, "I'm helping you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and the wettest woman I've ever seen, you know that?"

Although his wife loathed him, his sweet words made her heart pound. Women are the most emotional creatures, and his simple words were devastating to her, who was completely unprepared. Moreover

, with her most sensitive areas being attacked simultaneously, she couldn't speak.

"Ah...you...let go...I...I...want...to make you...cum...ooh..."

The reason his mouth suddenly sealed hers was because his tongue was pressed against hers. She

kept her mouth shut, preventing his tongue from entering.

But then, a sudden pain shot through her nipple; he had pinched her hard. "Ooh," she cried, opening her mouth involuntarily, and he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue inside.

His tongue entwined with his wife's, and she passively returned his kiss. Soon, however, she was lost in his passionate kiss. He would occasionally suck on the tip of her tongue, gently lick her gums, and lightly circle it under the base of her tongue. This was the first time in her life she had been so completely absorbed in a passionate kiss.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her lower body unconsciously rubbing against his penis, having long forgotten what she was supposed to be doing.

After a long while, his lips left hers, but she still lingered, savoring the pleasure she had just experienced.

The manager grinned lewdly at his wife again, pointing to her buttocks and saying, "Look..."

She looked down and saw that not only her face but also her neck were flushed. Her love juice had not only soaked the manager's thighs but also left a large wet stain on the pure wool cushion beneath him.

"How many times a week does your husband usually make love to you?"

The wife blushed and said, "About two or three times a week."

"What? He ignores someone as beautiful as you and only makes love two or three times a week? What a pity! If it were me, I'd make love to you two or three times a day, haha!"

"No... it's just that he's very busy, so we..." The wife shyly defended her husband.

At this moment, the manager raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "There are five minutes left. It seems I can have a good time with you!"

The wife said anxiously, "No, Mr. Liu, there are still five minutes left. I can definitely make you ejaculate!"

"You just tried it. How can you expect me to come in five minutes!"

Tears began to well up in the wife's eyes again. What should she do? The wife really didn't want to lose her virginity to this lecherous man. Although he had given her several times more pleasure than her husband, and although he had touched and seen every part of her private parts, reason told her,

"However, I have a good solution that can solve this problem."

"What is it? Tell me quickly!" the wife asked anxiously, grabbing the manager's hand.

"Well, it's like this. You know, the most sensitive spot for a man is here," the manager said, placing his wife's hand on his enormous glans.

"Yes, that's right..." the wife nodded.

"I can give you five more minutes. In a bit, I'll only insert the glans into your vagina. As for the part that's exposed, you can use your hands to move it. If you move it a little, I'll definitely ejaculate very quickly."

What? How could this be? Isn't this the same as inserting it all the way in?

"Have you thought it through? If you don't agree, then we'll just have to wait until the time is up. Then I can insert it all the way in, and that will definitely feel great. Besides, I'll only put the glans in. You just need to move it a little, and it won't go in too deep. What's the difference between that and not inserting it at all?"

The wife's face began to turn pale again, her heart churning with internal struggle. Finally, the wife decided to choose to insert the glans. This was better than full insertion. Besides, hadn't the manager's tongue been moving inside her vagina for a long time? It even brought her to orgasm.

The wife hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, but... I'm so scared... it's too big, I'm afraid..."

The manager laughed loudly, "Hahaha, don't be afraid, you'll be too happy to wait. Think about it, how big does a woman's vagina expand when she gives birth? A woman's vagina has a very strong contraction force, what are you afraid of? Come on."

But the wife was still extremely nervous. She didn't think at all about what would happen if the manager didn't keep his promise after putting his penis in.

At this moment, the manager had already stood up with his wife in his arms. The wife quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and tightly clamped her legs around his waist. He held his wife's buttocks close to the table and placed her on it, saying, "The previous position was inconvenient. In a moment, I'll stand still, and you use one hand to wrap your arms around my neck and the other hand to touch my penis until it comes out, understand? I'll give you twenty minutes, okay?"

The wife nodded nervously and shyly. Thinking that she was about to be penetrated by the second man in her life, even if it was just the penis head, but it was so huge, the wife felt a faint sense of excitement.

But then she thought of her husband, and a heavy sense of guilt overwhelmed her. Unexpectedly, this guilt only aroused her, making her already damp genitals even more aroused.

"I think it'd be better if she took off her shoes and skirt," the manager muttered to himself.

A moment later, her shoes were removed and tossed aside, revealing her two slender, white feet. He held her feet in his hands, grinning lewdly, and said, "Will you take off your skirt yourself, or should I...?"

The wife, enduring the tingling sensation in her feet, whispered, "I won't take off the skirt..."

"Haha, okay, I won't take it off then, but you have to lift the skirt up so it won't be inconvenient later. Come on."

The wife reluctantly lowered her head and lifted the skirt up to her waist, exposing her entire vulva.

The manager moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "

It's finally coming," the wife thought sadly. Resigned, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The wife felt something hot and huge touch her labia. It must be the manager's glans. It didn't rush in, but slid back and forth on her labia.

Ah, so good.

Her heart pounded. Tension and unease, humiliation and guilt, shame and pain—all sorts of feelings surged through her. At that moment, contrary to her will, her vagina secreted even more lubrication, enough to fully lubricate the penis about to enter her.

"I'm going in..."

"Mmm..."

The wife felt the manager's penis stop sliding, pressing against her vaginal opening, and slowly inserting.

"Ah...don't move...ah...it...it's too big...Mr. Liu...please...you...please..."

The tip of her vagina felt like it was about to burst, and the inside was hot and hard. She didn't know how to describe the feeling; it was a suffocating, even terrifying, pleasure that made her feel like she was in both heaven and hell at the same time. She couldn't bear the feeling and wanted the manager to stop. This is terrifying.

The manager stopped, and his wife gasped for breath. He suddenly withdrew his penis. Just as she felt the emptiness, he thrust in again. This time he didn't stop; he withdrew again, then thrust in again, each time deeper than before.

"Ah...stop...ah...I...can't...stop..."

Waves of pleasure assaulted his wife, her legs involuntarily spreading wider, unconsciously enduring the sensation.

Finally, just as she felt she couldn't hold on any longer, the manager stopped. His wife gasped weakly, but suddenly realized it wasn't as painful as she had imagined, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, immediately afterward, she felt her lower body was incredibly tight, shamelessly gripping his penis, which was writhing inside her. And...and the manager's penis seemed to be about a third of the way inside her vagina. Was he going to break his promise and thrust it all the way in?

The wife hurriedly looked down, "Phew," thankfully, only the glans of his thick penis was inside. His penis was indeed incredibly large; even the glans took up so much of her vagina. If it were all inside… she'd be pierced through!

But… she smiled bitterly, then thought, what difference would it make if he inserted it all the way in? She regretted not thinking of this earlier; now it was too late. What should she do? What a foolish, lewd woman! How could she face her husband?

The manager saw her expression clearly and lewdly said, "My beauty, now it's your turn to serve me with your hands."

That damned devil! At this moment, the wife wanted nothing more than to break his penis and feed it to the dogs. Her virginity had been ruined by him. But what could she do? She could only go along with it; at least she hadn't let him insert it all the way in, which was enough for her husband.

The intense pleasure still lingered within his wife's body. She glared at the manager with a helpless resentment, pulled her right hand away from his neck, and grasped his exposed penis, beginning to stroke it.

This time, she was determined to make him ejaculate; she wouldn't have another chance.

Oh, right, he had said earlier that she needed to move her lower body gently, in conjunction with her hand, for him to ejaculate.

No, she couldn't do that. To perform this action with a man other than her husband was essentially no different from intercourse. But if she didn't do it, things would get even worse later… Sigh, whatever, she had to do it.

However, when she tried to move her lower body, she discovered that with her legs wide open and her buttocks resting on the table, there was nowhere to gain leverage. Instead, her movements only caused his penis to penetrate deeper.

Seeing his wife's predicament, the manager said maliciously, "Why aren't you moving?" He then pulled his penis out, and with a "squelch," thrust it back in.

"Ah... Mr. Liu... you're so naughty..." The wet sounds from his wife's lower body during penetration made her blush. She said shyly, "You... you should move yourself."

"Hehe, okay, since my darling has spoken, I'll respectfully comply, but don't regret it later!"

After saying that, his wife's penis began to move slowly and impatiently; he probably couldn't hold back any longer.

At this moment, his wife's lower body was both swollen and itchy; the intense stimulation caused her vaginal fluids to gush out uncontrollably like a spring. This was truly annoying; why was his wife so wet? It was so embarrassing.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..." The continuous sounds of water reached his wife's ears.

"Hmm... um..." His wife carefully savored every bit of pleasure coming from below, uncontrollably moaning. Fortunately, the manager was trustworthy; his penis didn't advance an inch further.

Gradually, his wife lowered her guard, her hands tightly wrapped around the manager's neck, completely immersing herself in this pleasurable and indulgent game.

"Ah..."

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm..."

"Will you let me do this to you again?"

"Mmm..."

"Squelch, squelch, squelch..."

"Ah...your...so...big...so...comfortable..."

"I feel good too, your vagina is so tight and hot, and it moves on its own, oh...you are a natural beauty, I finally got to fuck you today...lift your legs up." The wife obediently lifted her legs and lay on the table.

The manager placed his wife's legs on his shoulders.

At this moment, the wife was completely unaware of the danger that was about to befall her.

In a daze, the wife felt him pull his penis back to the entrance of her vagina, and he pressed his upper body against her, forcing her legs to be pressed to her sides, forming a "V" shape.

"Mmm...why aren't you moving...did you...come out..."

"No, it's still early."

A "squelch" sound came from the wife's lower body, and the manager's large penis was inserted again, pressing against the wife's clitoris. The wife trembled with pleasure, her hazy eyes catching sight of her toes, which curled up one by one.

A moan, almost a cry, escaped her lips.

"Ugh...so good...ah...no...Mr. Liu...you...how could you put it all in..."

The immense psychological shock caused her vagina to contract violently, tightly gripping the manager's thick, hard penis, even her clitoris sucking at the head of his massive member.

"Ugh..." For a moment, she felt as if she were floating. Simultaneously

, her vagina began to spasm, and waves of hot fluid gushed uncontrollably, splashing onto the manager's glans and penis, forcing open her vaginal walls and flowing onto the table.

Finally, she vaguely heard the manager say, "Time's up, my beauty." After a

long while, her senses gradually returned. Looking at the manager, the grief and resentment in her heart welled up, and she couldn't help but cry.

The wife murmured, "Now you should be satisfied, right? Let me go."

"No, I'm still uncomfortable down there. Let me ejaculate and I'll let you go right away."

Sure enough, the wife felt his penis throbbing restlessly inside her, growing even thicker. Having just experienced an orgasm, her senses were incredibly heightened; she could clearly feel the hard ridges of his glans and every vein on his penis. These sensations were captured by her engorged vaginal walls and transmitted to her brain.

Her earlier resolve began to waver. Since she had already lost her virginity to this lecherous man, a little longer wouldn't matter. Thinking of the ecstasy she had just experienced, her lower body began to stir again.

The wife dared not look the manager in the eye, and said in a voice only she could hear, "Alright then... hurry up, don't let anyone else know about us."

The manager said happily, "No problem, my beautiful little darling."

In an instant, the sound of water from the wife's lower body came again, and the huge, thick, hard penis began to thrust rapidly inside her.

The wife bit her lip, not wanting to make a sound, but after only a few thrusts from the manager, she couldn't help but cry out, no, she should be crying out, because the pleasure was so intense that if she didn't, she might suffocate.

"Ugh... fucking... me... to death..."

After a while, the manager pressed the wife's calves next to her face, making her buttocks rise, so that his penis could penetrate even deeper. Each time, he would pull his penis to the entrance of the wife's vagina, and then thrust it in heavily again. At this time, the wife could feel his scrotum slapping against her buttocks, while the glans pushed into her uterus.

"Ugh...have...me...please...ugh...ugh..."

"Ugh...Mr. Liu...I...really...can't...take...it...anymore...ugh..."

"Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch..."

"Slap, slap, slap, slap..."

The entire office was filled with the wife's moans, the sound of water, and the sounds of her buttocks colliding with the manager's thighs.

"Ugh...ah..."

The wife really couldn't take it anymore; the manager was just too amazing. At this moment, the wife had no concept of time; she didn't know how much time had passed, how many orgasms she had reached, or how much fluid she had released.

"Little slut, call me brother!"

"Ugh...brother...brother..."

"Call me good husband!"

"No...ugh...no...ah...I...am going to...die..."

The manager moved even more vigorously, each thrust penetrating deep into the wife's flower.

"Scream, you little slut, how dare you disobey! I'll fuck you to death!"

"Ugh...please...stop...I...I...scream...stop...ah...ugh..."

"Good...husband..."

"Hahaha, that's a good girl, scream a few more times for me to hear."

"Good...good...husband...good...husband...please...ugh..."

The wife was so pitiful that she couldn't even speak clearly, but the manager didn't let her go. Instead, he thrust even more excitedly. This was truly an experience that made the wife feel both incredibly happy and extremely painful.

"You little slut, you little whore, you always pretend to be so proper, haha, why aren't you pretending now? How can you be so lewd?"

"You...I...didn't...ugh...ugh..."

The manager's words made the wife feel both ashamed and indignant, yet even more excited.

The manager suddenly started breathing heavily, saying, "You bitch... squeeze your legs together, I... I'm going to cum!"

His wife suddenly snapped back to reality. She twisted her body, trying to pull his penis out. Today was her fertile period, and she pleaded urgently, "No... don't cum inside me..."

The manager's penis suddenly swelled even more. He held his wife down tightly, thrusting even harder.

"Ugh... ugh... ah..." his wife moaned.

The swollen penis inside her vagina began to throb powerfully and rhythmically, and she felt waves of hot liquid spraying deep into her clitoris.

The wife, no longer caring about anything else, tilted her head back, her mouth slightly open, her body involuntarily curving into a beautiful arc, and a stream of hot fluid gushed from deep within her vagina in return.

The wife was truly a tragic woman.

After a long, long time, the manager withdrew his penis, which had begun to soften.

The wife silently sat up, put on her bra, and pulled her panties onto her legs.

The manager waited until she had buttoned all the buttons on her top, then, naked from the waist down, he ingratiatingly helped her with her shoes, saying, "Rika, let me help you put them on. Ah, your body is truly intoxicating."

The wife ignored him, looking at his slightly protruding belly and his penis, now like a limp snake, she felt waves of nausea.

Standing on the ground, the wife tried to smooth out the wrinkles on her skirt, but the back of the skirt was soaked.

Recalling her absurd actions, the wife's face flushed again.

The wife thought for a moment, then lowered her head and said to the manager, "Mr. Liu, I'll pretend today's incident never happened, but if you dare to do it again... I really will call the police."

With that, she turned and walked out of the manager's office without looking back. However, she didn't see the smile slowly creeping onto the manager's lips; otherwise, she would have certainly regretted her seemingly clever decision.

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