The Sichuanese owner of the barbecue stall

In 2005, I went to work 　　for the Sichuan Provincial XX Bureau . There were four of us, fresh graduates, who went with me.
The XX Bureau was one of the top public institutions in my city. But we weren't happy there.
Fresh graduates faced all sorts of questioning and suppression. I won't go into the details of the power struggles within public institutions here, let's get back to the point!
There were several barbecue stalls on a street near the XX Bureau. After a boring day in the office, the thing I wanted to do most was go to a barbecue stall after 9 pm for barbecue or skewers.
The four of us, feeling frustrated, would drink and vent our frustrations. Sometimes it was just the four of us, sometimes it was the director from our unit. The first time, the director brought us there, saying the food was good. The owner, a local woman in her mid-thirties
, greeted our director and we learned she also lived in our compound.
Damn, Sichuan is known for its beauties. She's about the height of a typical beauty, and her figure—perfectly proportioned with a curvaceous bust and buttocks—is the result of years of eating spicy food. Most striking is her fair, delicate skin and the mature woman's aura she exudes. Her oval face, glistening with the fine sweat from her busy work, was radiant. The four of us were stunned. The director's words brought us back to the point.
That night, for the first time, I fantasized about the landlady's fair skin, her prominent breasts, and her shapely buttocks, and masturbated twice. Even though she was more than ten years older than me, I was still willing to thrust into her with all my might. Although, for now, it's just fantasy. I prefer mature women far more than young girls!
Later, I went more often. I became familiar with her. She smoked, and sometimes she'd share a cigarette and a drink with us. I don't know why, but every time I was with her, my heart couldn't find peace. She looked at us like we were just young lads. She smiled seductively, making all sorts of jokes, though sometimes she only hinted at something more.
Once, I said, "Sister Li, you're almost a decade older than us, yet you're still so beautiful. Even we young guys are smitten. Your husband is so lucky!"
"Hehe, how can he compare to you guys! You're all more handsome than him, and you're top graduates from prestigious universities. If it were back then, I would definitely run off with you! Hahaha!" she said, smoking and laughing hysterically. Honestly, looking at her, I really wanted to pounce on her, pin her down, and kiss her hard, thrusting hard!
Drinking too much beer always requires a trip to the bathroom. This restaurant had over a dozen tables, and it was always busy, with many people using the restroom. Sister Li had a couple of drinks with us, then got up to attend to other things. Watching her smilingly direct this employee and greet that regular customer, I could imagine how proactive and forceful she was in bed.
Finally, I couldn't stand the accumulated beer anymore and got up to go to the restroom. We were eating barbecue on the curb, and the restroom was in the aisle of the inner room. Further inside was the work area. As I went in, Sister Li happened to come out.
"Young man, can't take it anymore!" She laughed as usual, exceptionally charming!
"Can't take it anymore, even beer can't take you!" Now that we're familiar, I dare to joke like that.
"Little rascal, so naughty as soon as you arrive!" she said with a hint of teasing.
"Hehe, Sichuan is truly a place you don't want to leave once you've been here," I said.
As we brushed past each other, I surprisingly boldly slapped her butt with my hand. She laughed and slapped my hand back, showing no sign of displeasure. Well, what hasn't a woman like her experienced?
Time just slipped away, and almost half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Eventually, some things still happened.
One night, the four of us were drinking there again. It was early winter, and we went out around ten o'clock. The room was lonely and quiet. A few young bachelors gathered together eating skewers and drinking was a good way to pass the time. Perhaps everyone was feeling a bit depressed that night, or perhaps none of us could hold our liquor. By the fifth bottle, we were all a little tipsy. Sister Li came over, greeting me familiarly with a smile as always. She sat down on the chair next to me, offered a cigarette, and opened a bottle of beer.
"Young men, why are you always drinking here? I've never seen you bring your girlfriends," Sister Li said with a laugh.
"Hehe, new to this place, can't find any!" said my colleague Jun.
"Sister Li, why don't you help us find one!" said my colleague Jian with a big smile.
"You guys are so outstanding, so good-looking, are you afraid you won't find girlfriends?!" Sister Li joked in her Sichuan accent,
"Finding a girlfriend isn't hard, but finding someone like Sister Li, who's over thirty and can still make guys in their early twenties fall for her, is very difficult!" I looked at her and said with a slightly teasing tone.
"I'm getting old! Hehe, Xiao Jiang, you know how to talk!" Sister Li said, looking at me with a smile. Mature women are different; they can handle teasing very well and participate in it wholeheartedly. Sometimes, perhaps, she enjoys it too! After all, women are auditory creatures.
"I'm serious! You can help us find one! Sister Li, just find one that suits your appearance!" I persisted, still smiling. That night, we drank quite a bit. Many things were bluntly said at the table.
Our workplace provided a laundry room and shower room for us single men. Basically, it was an empty apartment on the first floor, but only a few of us had keys; others couldn't use it freely. Heh, everyone in a public institution is quite careful; I didn't see anyone using it without a key.
One day, after playing ball, I went to shower alone on the first floor as usual. The shower room was outside, the laundry room was inside. The outermost area was the living room, where we usually left our clothes while showering. I enjoyed the stimulation of the hot water, even my penis started to get slightly erect. Finally, I finished showering, and I went to the living room, shivering with naked skin, to get dressed. So many things in the world are just so coincidental! Just as I stepped out, a woman carrying a bucket came in. It was Sister Li! And so, we "met naked"!
"You're such a jerk! You didn't even close the door properly while showering! Did you hear someone cough when they came in?" Sister Li complained, embarrassed.
"Ah?! I didn't close the door properly! I'm so sorry, Sister Li, I didn't mean to! Luckily it wasn't someone else, or I would have been in big trouble and embarrassed!" I explained with a slightly helpless smile.
"Tch, who's watching you!" she said with a playful laugh .
"You dare say you didn't see anything? Actually, even if you did, it wouldn't have mattered! It's my honor to be seen by Sister Li!" I said helplessly, still wearing my pants.
"I'm not going to argue with you anymore, you cultured bad boys!" She carried the bucket into the laundry room.
I didn't leave immediately. After getting dressed, I also went in and watched her bending over inside, sorting the clothes and putting them into the washing machine and the bucket next to it. Some clothes needed to be washed separately!
"Sister Li, your butt looks so sexy!" She didn't notice me staring at her butt from behind.
"You're going to get me killed! You bad boy!" she said coquettishly.
"Sister Li..." I stammered.
"What?" She was still busy and didn't turn around.
"I... I like you! Really, I've dreamed about you so many times at night!" I finally dared to say those words!
"You smooth-talking brat!" She smiled and turned to look at me, "Sister Li, Lao Luo, but it's still quite nice to have a guy like you like me!"
She was still washing underwear on the counter, just her own clothes. Silence, silence. I finally leaned in and hugged her waist, my front pressed tightly against her plump, round buttocks.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, "Xiao Jiang, don't do this! You touched my butt in the aisle of my shop last time, I haven't settled the score with you yet!" she said angrily.
"That's because I like you! I think about you so much when I try to sleep at night, I'm going crazy!" I continued my verbal assault.
Having said that women are driven by sound, she relaxed and pried my hands off her. I still held her tightly, pressing myself against her from behind, kneading her full breasts and breathing into her ear.
"You naughty boy, that's enough! Let me go! You're making me uncomfortable!" she began to resist.
"Only a fool would let you go!" I said, then leaned in and started biting her ear.
I could clearly feel her body trembling, slowly hardening and softening again. "No... um... no..." she resisted in vain. I moved her body around, embracing her face, and kissed the lips I had fantasized about countless times. Finally, taking advantage of her breathlessness, my tongue slipped inside. And so, our tongues intertwined. She slowly began to hug me back. We kissed like this as we walked into an empty bedroom, with only a table and a bed, no blankets. I continued to passionately assault her soft body. She groaned, panting, breathing heavily.
Seeing that it was about time, I let her out and locked the door tightly. That way, with the washing machine running outside, no one could hear anything coming from inside.
I came in, took off my shirt, and hugged her. "Nice body, buddy!" she said with a coquettish laugh. My hands slid into her breasts, one hand wandering between her breasts, the other roaming over her buttocks, finally slipping inside her pants. She leaned in to kiss me. Heh, my other hand touched her wet panties. "Sister Li, I want you!" I said firmly. "Mmm..." she hummed, not responding.
Seeing that I had a chance, I took off her shirt, releasing her breasts that I had longed for! At the same time, I pulled down both of our pants. We
continued kissing and rubbing against each other. The room was filled with our heavy breathing. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and began to moan long, drawn-out "Ah...ah..."
"I'm going in!"
"Mmm..." She breathed weakly.
And so, we stood on three legs, one hand holding her leg, her arms around my neck, my other hand gripping my already rock-hard penis, thrusting it into my vagina, which I'd masturbated countless times. We moved and thrust like that. We both let out long moans of pleasure. We changed positions several times. Since there was no bed, we could only thrust standing up, then we'd put her on the table and sit while we thrust, then I'd sit on a chair and she'd sit on top of me, and finally, she'd support herself on the floor, holding onto the bed while I thrust in from behind. Twenty minutes later, we both climaxed and ejaculated!
Afterwards, she wiped herself and my penis with her underwear. We continued to kiss.
"You're quite the player! Tell me, how many have you been with?!" she laughed, coquettishly replying,
"Not many, just my ex-girlfriends. Compared to them, I prefer a mature woman like you, Sister Li! I learned all my positions from porn."
"You naughty boy, you're so good at this, how will your future wife handle you?!"
"I don't care, as long as you can't handle it!"
she laughed, kissing me fiercely. "Don't tell anyone about this, okay? My husband's been away on a business trip for over a month. I quite like you, so I let you have your way! You little rascal..."
"Hehe! Great! Now I don't have to masturbate thinking about you anymore! If it's convenient, let's do it! I really like you, I like your body, I like your laughter and your angry outbursts. I want to fuck you hard, to ejaculate all my semen inside you!" I said firmly!
Women are auditory creatures! "Okay! We both need to be careful!" she agreed.
And so, in the following days, we secretly did it a few times. Working in a government-affiliated institution, you have to be very careful in everything you do.
Luckily, I live on the seventh floor, so not many people come up. Sister Li only comes under the pretense of going to the rooftop to sunbathe. There are few people during the day, and at night it's impossible! She has to manage the barbecue restaurant.

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