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Let me tell you another story from the depths of my heart.
My hand trembled as I reached out towards those beautiful breasts. So beautiful, like two towering mountains, tempting me to climb them. Just as I was about to touch those exquisitely beautiful breasts, suddenly, I woke up from my dream.
I'm a planning manager at an advertising company, almost thirty years old, and still unmarried. At that time, a new employee joined the company, a female designer. She was very beautiful, with a great figure, especially those two high breasts. Whenever I saw her, I couldn't help but look at her chest.
One day, after a nap following my lunch break, I dreamed of her again—Xiao Mei. After waking up, while I was still savoring the feeling of the dream, I heard a knock on the door.
"Manager, the draft you asked me to finish, I've done it, please take a look." It was Xiao Mei. The boss had just received an order yesterday, and after I finished the planning, I asked her to produce the draft. I didn't expect her to finish it so quickly. I've always thought women are slow at doing things; in my understanding, women are troublesome creatures.
I nodded to her, picked up her creative proposal, looked at it, and asked, "I've looked at the details, not bad. Is the design draft finished?" She nodded, took out a USB drive, and I deliberately didn't take it. Then I saw her bend down to plug it in, and in that instant, I caught a glimpse of her deep cleavage. I almost couldn't resist reaching in!
I opened her design, looked at it, and it really was quite good. Xiaomei is truly a design talent. So, I carefully explained the shortcomings to her and asked her to revise it. Watching her walk out of my office, her snow-white legs and the full hips encased in her short skirt, my desire for her deepened. Seeing her focused on her work again, I fell into a state of listless boredom.
As a planning manager, I'm usually responsible for the planning of large projects and checking the submitted proposals to ensure their completion and the smooth progress of the client's project. Therefore, my daily work is relatively easy, unlike designers who are busy all day. I was promoted from a designer after five years, and I know the hardships of designers. Working day and night in front of the computer, and always at the bottom of the queue when clients came, the countless revisions from them were enough to drive me to the brink of suicide. Because of this, I resolutely switched to planning; brainpower is the only way to survive in this society
. Out of boredom, I opened sex8, a forum I frequent, and looked at the recent scandals, realizing how crazy the world had become. Students born in the 90s daring to have sex in the classroom… Before I knew it, I was definitely aroused, so I closed it and started playing games to kill time.
Before I knew it, it was time to leave work. The boss said goodbye and left. I knew he was keeping a mistress, driving his Mercedes around with college students, not afraid of being discovered by his wife. I thought, when I get rich, I'll also have a few mistresses and experience the thrill. Looking out through the glass, everyone had left. I'm usually the last to leave. Just as I was packing up to go home, I noticed Xiaomei was still working at her desk.
I figured she was busy with the tasks I'd assigned her. So, I thought I'd wait until she finished before leaving. I'd be alone at home anyway, and this pretty girl might even come in to show me her draft later. Teasing her a bit would be more fun than being alone at home.
Sure enough, half an hour later, she knocked and came in.
"Manager, I've finished all the changes you asked me to make. Please take a look." Xiao Mei's expression was so adorable. I nodded at her and looked at her draft.
"Not bad, very well done! Although you're late, you're even better than some of the older employees!" I praised her without missing a beat.
"Manager, you flatter me. Please teach me anything I don't understand!" Xiao Mei replied with a polite smile.
"Not bad, not arrogant or impatient. Is everything else going smoothly?" I asked.
Xiao Mei said, "It's alright. The company's training is very good. Besides, I'm quite familiar with these design software programs, so I adapted quickly. Thank you very much for your care and guidance.
" "You're too kind. How about this, you can call me 'brother' in private from now on. I'm not that much older than you anyway, no need to be so formal!" Xiao
Mei smiled slightly, her voice lower: "Okay, brother!"
"Yeah, if you ever need anything, just ask me for help! By the way, it's time for dinner. How about I treat you to a meal to celebrate having a little sister?" I said with a smile,
"Uh... I probably can't today. My mom came to visit me, and I have to go back to be with her. Sorry, brother, maybe next time!" I
nodded. People get to know each other gradually; rushing things is counterproductive.
Starting the next day, the company owner who placed the order was quite dedicated, constantly changing the plan, leaving both the boss and me speechless. But for the sake of profit, we had to cater to him; getting his money was the real skill. So, for the next few weeks, I was busy working for this boss, barely having time to chat with Xiaomei for weeks, except for work. A month later, we finally finished the plan and were just waiting for the boss to settle the balance.
That afternoon, as usual, I waited until everyone in the company had left before packing up and taking the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors opened, I saw Xiaomei come out.
"Xiaomei hasn't gone home yet?" I asked, puzzled.
"Manager, I forgot my keys at the company. Could you please open the door for me?" she replied.
So, I opened the company door for her and let her take out her keys.
"Thank you, Manager!" she said to me after coming out.
"You forgot there's no one here? You should call me brother!" I reminded her with a smile.
"Uh, brother! I've been so busy, I forgot."
"Now that things are less busy, come on, let's go eat," I asked with a smile. This time, she nodded in agreement. But I was still thinking about her ample breasts.
That evening, we ate at a nice Western restaurant. Since it was my first time treating Xiaomei to dinner, I chose a mid-to-high-end place. When we came in, Xiaomei suggested we go somewhere else, saying it might be expensive. This made me look at this girl in a new light; these days, girls who don't spend money are rare.
After ordering, we ate and chatted, since we were already quite familiar with each other at work. She was quite talkative with me, and as I talked to her, I kept my eyes fixed on hers, with a burning gaze. She, however, didn't dare look at me too much. Every time she saw me staring into her eyes, she would shyly look away. And I like a girl's shyness; I think that's what makes a girl innocent.
I wanted to probe further into her life, so I asked, "Xiaomei, your skin is so nice, even your hands are so smooth! Looks like your family has always protected you, right? Your boyfriend probably doesn't let you do housework either!
" "I don't have a boyfriend!
" "How could someone as pretty as you not have a boyfriend? What's there to be embarrassed about telling me?" I continued to probe.
"I really don't have a boyfriend. My last boyfriend broke up with me two years ago in college." "She said.
After that, I learned that she had only been in one relationship, and in college, relationships involving hotel rooms were commonplace. Her boyfriend wanted to have sex with her, but she refused, so they eventually broke up. Since graduation, she hasn't been in a relationship and has been working in design, so she hasn't met many men and hasn't encountered any good men. I thought, she's a real stunner, never been in a relationship, beautiful, with a great figure, and most importantly, a virgin! I wanted her even more. In this society, a beautiful, well-built, and virgin woman is a real perk!
After dinner, we sat and chatted for a while. She said she had to go home, and I offered to drive her. She nodded.
Although my car was just a Polo, it was still a car, so I wasn't afraid of losing face. I drove smoothly to her apartment complex, and she was about to get out.
"Xiao Mei, is there a toilet near your apartment complex?" I pretended to be in a real hurry to pee.
"Ah, there really isn't any nearby. Let's go to my place!" she replied.
"Won't it be inconvenient?" I asked, feigning concern, though my heart was already set on it.
"It's fine, I live alone."
At that moment, I didn't say anything more and immediately got out of the car and went upstairs with her. Her apartment was a small two-bedroom unit, quite comfortable for one person, and importantly, very clean. I asked her where the bathroom was, and she led me into a room, which I guessed was her bedroom—probably one with an attached bathroom. I closed the door and went in to pee, glancing at the bathroom's layout. There was her unwashed underwear on the sink… Instantly, the urge surged again; I really wanted to rush out and have my way with her, but I knew I couldn't rush it.
After coming out, I didn't go back to the living room but instead looked around her bedroom, which was quite cute and cozy. As I walked to the window, I heard her come in. "Brother, have some water," she said, bringing in a glass of water.
"Excuse me, I'm just taking a look around your room." I smiled at her.
"It's alright, I didn't tidy up today, sorry for the trouble, brother." Before she left, she handed me some water.
I took a sip. "Xiao Mei, aren't you scared living alone?"
"I'm used to it, it's nothing!" Xiao Mei said.
I placed the water glass on what looked like her dressing table. "Xiao Mei, you're so pretty, lots of people must be chasing after you, right?"
At this moment, she seemed to realize something, and her face began to turn red. "No, I'm not pretty at all!
" At this moment, how could I miss the opportunity to tease her? "Who said that? Anyone who dares to say my Xiao Mei isn't pretty, I'll teach them a lesson right now!"
"...I'm not as good as you say!"
Finally, I mustered up my courage and walked over, directly hugging Xiao Mei. She was startled and twisted her body, trying to break free. So, I leaned down and blew a breath into her ear. "Xiao Mei, you are really beautiful, I like you so much!"
"...Don't do this, brother!" she whispered, but her body didn't sway. Having come this far, how could I refuse? So I lowered my head and kissed her small lips, forcefully plunging my tongue into her mouth to find her sweet spot.
My hands kneaded her back, and I held her tightly, letting her feel my presence. It seemed like a long time before she slowly began to respond. I knew I had succeeded. So, I laid her down on the bed, kissing her as I began to unbutton her business suit. The buttons came undone quickly; I knew her bra was definitely showing, but because I was kissing her, I couldn't see it.
I thought, better to be direct; otherwise, if I went slowly, it might not work out tonight. So, I lifted her business skirt and reached inside through the slit at the hem, discovering she was wearing thin stockings, which felt cool and comfortable to the touch. I had no choice but to slowly remove my hand and unfasten the clasp on the edge of her skirt. As I was about to pull down her zipper, she reached out and grabbed my hand. But at this point, I wasn't about to let go. I used my other hand to grasp hers and quickly pulled off her skirt. Then I pressed her down and kissed her passionately.
Of course, that wasn't enough, so my hand slid down again, finding the edge of her pantyhose and slowly, carefully slipping inside. Finally, I touched her vulva. Under her thick pubic hair, I felt her wetness, indicating she was still aroused. So I started trying to pull down her panties as well.
But she reached out and grabbed me again. Helpless, I had to stop and kiss her again until she kissed me back. This was repeated several times before I finally freed her lower body. Taking off my own pants was much easier. Perhaps immersed in our passionate kiss, Xiaomei didn't even notice when I had taken off her pants.
Afraid of not being able to finish, she didn't pay attention to her shirt. As I caressed her slick, wet vulva, I pressed my penis against her opening and thrust it in. It hurt her, and it hurt me too. My main pain came from her biting my lip hard; I tasted saltiness, she must have drawn blood.
After thrusting in deeply, I kissed her forehead. She cooperated, taking off her top to reveal her high, firm breasts. I kissed her lips, excitedly kneading her breasts—the very breasts I'd always dreamed of. Xiao Mei's breasts were firm and large, but they didn't sag when she lay down. Holding them, feeling them change position in my hands, filled me with immense satisfaction.
Feeling her body relax and begin to twitch slightly, I asked her if she was in pain anymore, and she said so. Then I began to slowly thrust in and out. A virgin's vagina is so tight, gripping my penis tightly. I felt myself about to ejaculate, until I couldn't control myself anymore. I asked her if it was her safe period, and she said she didn't know. I didn't think much of it and just ejaculated inside her. At that
moment, she hugged me tightly. "Brother, are you married?" she asked worriedly after we finished.
"I...of course not!" I smiled, and I saw her composed face relax a little.
"Really?" she continued to ask.
"Really not, I don't even have a girlfriend!" I said, "I swear I'm not lying to you!"
She looked at me for a long time before lying down and hugging me with relief. That night, I spent the night in Xiaomei's room. In the middle of the night, I couldn't resist taking her again. If I hadn't been so gentle with her, I could have done it seven times in one night!
The next morning, I got up and found that she wasn't beside me. So I went out of the bedroom and found that breakfast was already laid out on the living room table. I was envious. No woman had ever made breakfast for me before. I felt really happy and warm inside. I told myself that I had to treat Xiaomei well.
"How about that? Touched, brother?" Xiaomei came out of the kitchen and smiled at me.
"I love you! Xiaomei, I will take care of you for the rest of my life!" I went over and picked her up.
"Mmm! I believe you!!" Xiaomei smiled too. "Put me down, let's have breakfast!"
Let's leave it at that for now. I thought this was a beautiful love story, and I always felt lucky to have met her, until the end of my relationship with Xiaomei. Actually, I was really good to her, and she was very good to me too. But the reason we broke up, I still can't understand. She got together with a boss who placed orders with her; that boss was young and rich, and that's all!
So I can't understand why money could buy my love, or rather, that's why I don't believe in love anymore. To be honest, I'm a blue-collar worker, with a guaranteed income of 200,000 yuan a year, which I feel is pretty good in Shenzhen. And I don't have a rich father; I survive entirely on my own abilities. Yet, I can't find love here because love has been bought. In this bustling city, I'll just be a lone wolf and not believe in love.
After breaking up with Xiaomei, I rarely saw her anymore. I heard she got a job as a secretary at that young boss's company. I don't hate her; it was her choice, she just didn't choose me. A man, although being dumped by a woman is humiliating, won't feel that way again! Be a successful man and enjoy the pleasure of manipulating vain women.
I don't talk about love, I only talk about romantic love.

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