Wine promoter at the seafood shop

Yesterday, I went to our usual seafood restaurant with a group of close friends.

As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes lit up – a new hostess had arrived: a delicate oval face, bright eyes, and fair skin… Her smile was sweet, though she seemed a little shy and reserved.

Her figure was also amazing; her low-cut, tight-fitting dress accentuated her alluring breasts (I'd estimate at least a C-cup, maybe more), revealing her sexy shoulders and cleavage.

Her waist was incredibly slim, the thin fabric clinging perfectly to her body; the narrow skirt reached about halfway up her thighs… Just then, my girlfriend walked in, and I quickly averted my gaze… (Although my girlfriend is also beautiful, she always keeps herself very covered up and never allows me to look at other girls). My seat was in a blind spot (all my girlfriend's fault), so I couldn't see the hostess often.

But I still managed to steal a few glances.

The back of her dress was completely open, revealing almost two-thirds of her beautiful back.

Her skin was incredibly fair and smooth, and the curves of her legs were absolutely captivating... It was a pity she was wearing a long knee brace on her right leg, but just seeing the exposed part was enough to make me hard for ages.

Would you like some wine? Would you like any other drinks or juice? Thank you. Because there were several girls at our table, she didn't linger; but her sweet voice was already lingering in my mind.

While stealing glances at her alluring figure at other tables, I imagined what her sweet voice would sound like in bed: Oh~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Hmm~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ If I could get her into bed, it would be incredibly ecstatic. Although I couldn't openly admire her beauty next to my girlfriend, her charming and alluring figure still lingered on my retina.

Halfway through the meal, she went behind the screen to catch her breath.

Surprisingly, from this blind spot, I could perfectly admire her graceful figure.

My girlfriend had just gone to the restroom, and no one else seemed to be paying much attention to me, so I boldly stared at her perfect face and body: she loosened her ponytail, her beautiful long hair falling naturally, her fair back and shoulders appearing even more alluring through the strands of hair.

She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing.

She tied her hair back up, adjusted her clothes slightly, and was about to disappear from my sight again.

Suddenly, she stopped, reaching out to adjust the knee brace on her right leg (it turned out it wasn't a knee brace, but gauze).

She lifted her right leg, stepping on a nearby cardboard box, her slender hands busily smoothing and adjusting the gauze.

Her short skirt moved backward with her beautiful leg, even the left side of the skirt hem was pulled up... She carefully adjusted the gauze, but the skirt hem kept rising higher and higher... My heart pounded... I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored underwear (although the light wasn't good, it was probably white or light blue).

She was completely unaware that someone was watching her, and remained in that position for a long time, adjusting herself.

While I was ogling her, I imagined myself pouncing on her behind the screen and taking her right there and then... I couldn't taste the food after that; the beautiful scene kept replaying in my mind. Her dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes; I could almost see her sexy light blue panties underneath, clinging to her tight, alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs beneath the dress... Several tables at the next table ordered more bottles of wine, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn't be too brazen in my gaze.

A drunk customer started acting crazy, grabbing her and refusing to let go.

Although she dodged quickly and wasn't groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn't break free.

The other staff members seemed used to it and didn't seem to intend to intervene.

By this time, there weren't many customers left in the restaurant, and no one offered to help her out.

My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in).

Although I've suffered quite a few losses standing up for her before, the thrill of being a hero still secretly bummed me out.

I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunk guy, pried his hands off, and yelled: "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I seized the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away before heading to the restroom alone.

I could hear the snickers from our table, and I kept thinking about the woman's soft, boneless hand... I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the drunk guy's table was gone; they'd obviously lost face.

Actually, I was quite worried; what if he suddenly turned violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Thank you..." the woman said, quickly coming to greet me as I emerged.

Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but since my girlfriend was admiring her, I could only offer a few perfunctory words and quickly return to my seat.

Unexpectedly, several bottles of wine appeared on our table.

It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all out and support the woman (though I'd probably have to pay for the drinks).

We were the most heavily in the restaurant at that point, so the woman was trying to stay away from our table to avoid any trouble.

The air conditioning in the corner was quite cold, and my girlfriend offered to lend her a short jacket, which matched her dress perfectly.

I made an excuse that I had to drive and hadn't drunk, but actually, I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table.

My girlfriend quickly became drunk, and the others followed suit.

I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was drunk), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the restaurant to get the card and receipt. "

Sir, this jacket..." she said, having already taken it off and was offering it to me.

Looking at the beautiful woman before me, an idea struck me: "It's okay, you can wear it for now, it's so cold."

I took out my wallet and handed her my business card. "

You can return it to us another day, otherwise, dressed so sexily, you'll get harassed by customers again."

With my girlfriend not around, I was speaking more boldly. "

...Thank you..." She blushed as she accepted the card. Looking at her cute face, I couldn't help but get an erection again.

After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment.

While reminiscing about the beautiful woman, I lamented that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night).

Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number.

I answered, and a pleasant voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?" My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "Yes

, it is. May I ask who you are?" I suppressed my excitement and asked calmly. "

Excuse me, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry to call you at this hour... Oh, it's okay, I'm still awake.

" "No need to rush to return the jacket!" I checked my watch; it was indeed quite late.

"Excuse me, I didn't need to return your jacket... My... my motorcycle is broken... Could you... help me... Where is it? I'm coming right now."

My heart warmed, and I blurted out.

A beautiful woman alone offered her help; how could I refuse?

Then, I added, "Is it safe where you are? Are there any shops nearby?" After confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off.

When I arrived, I first moved her motorcycle to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it securely, and then drove her away.

She was still wearing my girlfriend's coat, but she had changed her skirt to a knee-length one. "

Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly.

I turned to look at her, and wow, she was beautiful! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate. "

It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to have more time alone with her. "My name

is Shuting... Li Shuting.

Li as in 'wood,' Shu as in 'virtuous,' and Ting as in 'woman.'

" (To protect the person in question, I'm using a pseudonym here. Her name sounds much more elegant. But one of the three characters is real.) We chatted along the way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because of my deliberate delay. "

Would you like to come up? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building.

I figured I didn't need to say the answer.

Shuting lived alone in a small apartment.

A small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, a dressing table, a small desk, a bookcase, and a full-length mirror.

The room was filled with decorations of all sizes, and many stuffed animals.

Yesterday, I went to our usual seafood restaurant with a group of close friends.

As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes lit up. A new barmaid had arrived: a delicate oval face, bright eyes, and fair skin... Her smile was sweet, but she seemed a little shy and awkward.

Her figure was also top-notch; she wore a low-cut, tight-fitting dress that accentuated her alluring breasts (I'd estimate at least a C-cup, maybe more), revealing her sexy shoulders and cleavage.

Her waist was slender, the thin fabric clinging perfectly to her body; the narrow skirt reached about halfway up her thighs... Just then, my girlfriend walked into the restaurant, and I quickly looked away... (Although my girlfriend is also beautiful, she always keeps herself covered up and never lets me look at other girls). My seat was in a blind spot (all my girlfriend's fault), so I couldn't see the barmaid often.

But I still managed to steal a few glances.

Her dress was completely open at the back, revealing almost two-thirds of her beautiful back.

Her skin was incredibly white and smooth, and the curves of her legs were captivating... It was a pity she was wearing a long knee brace on her right leg, but just looking at what was exposed was enough to make me hard for ages.

Would you like some wine? Would you like any other drinks or juice? Thank you. Because there were several girls at our table, she didn't linger; but her sweet voice was already lingering in my mind.

While stealing glances at her alluring figure at other tables, I imagined what her sweet voice would sound like in bed: Oh~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Hmm~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ If I could get her into bed, it would be incredibly ecstatic. Although I couldn't openly admire her beauty next to my girlfriend, her charming and alluring figure still lingered on my retina.

Halfway through the meal, she went behind the screen to catch her breath.

From my blind spot, I could perfectly admire her graceful figure.

My girlfriend had just gone to the restroom, and no one else seemed to be paying much attention to me, so I boldly stared at her perfect face and body: she loosened her ponytail, her beautiful long hair falling naturally, her fair back and shoulders appearing even more alluring through the strands of hair.

She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing.

She tied her hair back up, adjusted her clothes slightly, and was about to disappear from my sight again.

Suddenly, she stopped, reaching out to adjust the knee brace on her right leg (it turned out it wasn't a knee brace, but gauze).

She lifted her right leg, stepping on a nearby cardboard box, her slender hands busily smoothing and adjusting the gauze.

Her short skirt moved backward with her beautiful leg, even the left side of the skirt hem was pulled up... She carefully adjusted the gauze, but the skirt hem kept rising higher and higher... My heart pounded... I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored underwear (although the light wasn't good, it was probably white or light blue).

She was completely unaware that someone was watching her, and remained in that position for a long time, adjusting herself.

While I was ogling her, I imagined myself pouncing on her behind the screen and taking her right there and then... I couldn't taste the food after that; the beautiful scene kept replaying in my mind. Her dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes; I could almost see her sexy light blue panties underneath, clinging to her tight, alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs beneath the dress... Several tables at the next table ordered more bottles of wine, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn't be too brazen in my gaze.

A drunk customer started acting crazy, grabbing her and refusing to let go.

Although she dodged quickly and wasn't groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn't break free.

The other staff members seemed used to it and didn't seem to intend to intervene.

By this time, there weren't many customers left in the restaurant, and no one offered to help her out.

My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in).

Although I've suffered quite a few losses standing up for her before, the thrill of being a hero still secretly bummed me out.

I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunk guy, pried his hands off, and yelled: "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I seized the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away before heading to the restroom alone.

I could hear the snickers from our table, and I kept thinking about the woman's soft, boneless hand... I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the drunk guy's table was gone; they'd obviously lost face.

Actually, I was quite worried; what if he suddenly turned violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Thank you..." the woman said, quickly coming to greet me as I emerged.

Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but since my girlfriend was admiring her, I could only offer a few perfunctory words and quickly return to my seat.

Unexpectedly, several bottles of wine appeared on our table.

It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all out and support the woman (though I'd probably have to pay for the drinks).

We were the most heavily in the restaurant at that point, so the woman was trying to stay away from our table to avoid any trouble.

The air conditioning in the corner was quite cold, and my girlfriend offered to lend her a short jacket, which matched her dress perfectly.

I made an excuse that I had to drive and hadn't drunk, but actually, I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table.

My girlfriend quickly became drunk, and the others followed suit.

I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was drunk), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the restaurant to get the card and receipt. "

Sir, this jacket..." she said, having already taken it off and was offering it to me.

Looking at the beautiful woman before me, an idea struck me: "It's okay, you can wear it for now, it's so cold."

I took out my wallet and handed her my business card. "

You can return it to us another day, otherwise, dressed so sexily, you'll get harassed by customers again."

With my girlfriend not around, I was speaking more boldly.

...Thank you... She blushed as she accepted the card. Looking at her cute face, I couldn't help but get an erection again.

After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment.

While reminiscing about the beautiful woman's figure, I also lamented that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night).

Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number.

I answered, and a beautiful voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?" My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "

Yes, it is. Are you...?" I suppressed my elation and asked calmly. "

Excuse me, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry to call you at this hour... Oh, it's okay, I'm still

awake." "No need to return the jacket right away!" I glanced at my watch; it was indeed quite late. "

Excuse me, I didn't need to return the jacket... My... my motorcycle broke down... Could you... help me... Where is she? I'm coming right now."

My heart warmed, and I blurted out.

A beautiful woman alone offered her help; how could I refuse?

Then, I added, "Is it safe where you are? Are there any shops nearby?" After confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off.

When we got there, I first helped her move her car to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it, and checked that everything was secure before driving her off.

She was still wearing my girlfriend's jacket, but she had changed her skirt to a knee-length one. "

Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly.

I turned to look at her, and wow, she was beautiful! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate. "

It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to have more time alone with her. "

My name is Shuting... Li Shuting." Li as in "wooden," Shu as in "virtuous," and Ting as in "woman." (To protect the person in question, I'm using a pseudonym here.

Her name sounds much more elegant.

But one of the three characters is real.) We chatted along the way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because of my deliberate delay. "Do

you want to get in? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building.

I figured I didn't need to say the answer.

Shuting lives alone in a small apartment.

A small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, a dressing table, a small desk, a bookcase, and a full-length mirror.

The room was filled with various decorations and stuffed animals.

Shuting's eyes were closed.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her cherry-like lips breathed softly.

I kissed her.

Time stood still.

Shuting's lips were so warm and moist.

My heart seemed to stop too.

Time began to flow again.

My tongue explored her lovely little mouth, and Shuting's fragrant tongue responded eagerly.

I pulled her up, my hands roaming and caressing her smooth, beautiful back.

She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her breasts rubbing against my chest.

Shuting's body grew hotter and hotter, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around me.

"You're so beautiful." "

You're so naughty." We said at the same time.

Shuting's pretty face flushed, revealing adorable dimples. "

I didn't expect you to be the big pervert." She gave me a playful glare.

I... I was about to launch into some sweet talk when Shuting's beautiful eyes closed again.

Our lips met.

Her dress had only one zipper.

I slowly unzipped it.

The dress slid down Shuting's beautiful body.

Her breasts stood erect, trembling.

The areolas were pink, and the nipples were small and alluring (she wasn't wearing a bra).

I carried Shuting to the bed. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, and she bit her lower lip, her small mouth softly uttering: "...You...be...gentle..." Shuting was only wearing her light blue panties.

While admiring the beauty before me, I quickly stripped her naked.

Shuting glanced at my penis, let out a soft moan, and her cheeks turned even redder.

My fingers gently caressed her body, then I kissed her lips.

Shuting's delicate body writhed slightly with my caresses, helping me explore her erogenous zones.

I kissed her snow-white neck, nibbled at her earlobe, licked her collarbone... Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhh... Hmm... Hmm... Ahhhhhh... Shuting moaned sweetly.

My fingers slid to her panties, teasing and exploring from the outside; my tongue attacked her jade-like breasts, which could almost bury my face.

Ahhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhh... Hmm... Hmm... Ahhhhhhh... Shuting's panties were already soaked.

I gently pulled them apart with both hands, and she twisted her body to cooperate as I pulled down her panties.

Shuting's rose-like vulva was presented before me.

Truly exquisite.

Shuting... You're so beautiful... I tried to insert my finger.

Shuting is still a virgin.

Shuting? She understood the question in my words and nodded gently.

I no longer hesitated and inserted my most swollen penis ever into Shuting's tight vulva.

"Shuting, I'm sorry, it might hurt..." I kissed her lips and thrust my penis in forcefully.

Shuting bit my lip in pain.

Tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes.

I tried to remain still, keeping my penis inside her.

I loosened my lips slightly, and Shuting opened her large, tearful eyes, looking at me sadly: "It hurts! See how you're going to make it up to me!" "I'm sorry... I was too rough..." I stammered an apology.

We were pressed tightly together, and my hands began their assault again.

I uttered sweet words as best I could.

I tried to move my penis.

Ouch! Slower... um... um... still... this is okay... um... um... heh... um... oh... ah... a little... pain... ah... um... oh... ah~~~ ah~~~ um... ah~~~ oh~~~ ah~~~ ah~~~ um~~~ ah~~~ ah~~~ faster~~~ ah~~~~ Shuting gradually adapted, and it hurt less.

Ah~~~ ah~~~ oh~~~ um~~~ ah~~~ um~~~ I slowly increased the speed of my thrusting, and Shuting's moans became more and more intense~ ah~~ ah~~~ oh~~~ ah~~~ ah~~~ um ... Ahh

...

Ahh ...

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