That secretary is really beautiful.

Chen Jing had been working at the company for over a month, and in that time, she had fully adapted to her duties as a secretary and was performing them admirably.
Naturally, beyond her secretarial responsibilities, Chen Jing also diligently served her boss. She not only assisted him at work but also showed him meticulous care in his personal life. Whenever her boss had sexual desires, Chen Jing would immediately offer her beautiful body.
Chen Jing had already moved into the apartment Yang Cheng had arranged for her, naturally for the convenience of work and life.
In this past month, the company office and that apartment had been filled with the marks of their lovemaking; Chen Jing had lost count of how many passionate sexual encounters she and Yang Cheng had shared.
If at the beginning Chen Jing still had a lot of psychological burden, now she had completely let go and was completely immersed in it.
She enjoyed the fullness of his penis inside her, the surging pleasure brought by his movements, and the stimulation of orgasm that made her unable to stop.
Regarding sex, Chen Jing went from being completely ignorant and passively accepting everything to now having learned many techniques. She knows how to tease and please a man while deriving greater pleasure from it. These are things she never knew before, or even dared to imagine.
Now, facing a man's penis, Chen Jing can calmly spread her legs or raise her buttocks, openly welcoming the man's penetration, moving her body in rhythm with his thrusts to make the sexual process more harmonious, allowing both partners to gain greater pleasure.
Chen Jing increasingly enjoys this feeling; the taste of sex intoxicates her… After the baptism of sex and the nourishment of a man's semen, the bookish air of Chen Jing, fresh out of school, has gradually faded, replaced by a touch of allure. The youthful energy of her young body combined with the mature charm of a married woman makes Chen Jing an irresistible object of desire for men.
Turning her head to check the time, it was 5:30 PM, almost time to leave work. Picking up her schedule, Chen Jing knocked on the door of her inner office.
Watching Chen Jing sway gracefully as she walked in, Yang Cheng smiled softly. He was very satisfied with his new secretary, both professionally and personally. Especially impressed by Chen Jing's transformation from her initial naiveté to her captivating charm in bed, which made him even more convinced that she was a rare beauty.
"What is it?" Yang Cheng asked as Chen Jing stood before him, while expertly slipping his hand under her skirt and gently caressing her round, plump buttocks.
Chen Jing remained expressionless, opened the folder in her hand, and said, "Boss, you've arranged to have dinner with Vice President Zhou from Friendship Hospital tonight. The hotel is booked!" As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Jing suddenly felt the large hand that had been groping her buttocks stop, and Yang Cheng actually withdrew his hand from under her skirt.
Chen Jing was somewhat puzzled, because usually, once Yang Cheng became interested, he would expect her to perform oral sex before mounting her for a passionate encounter.
Yang Cheng straightened up slightly in his chair and said, "Xiao Chen, come with me to the social event tonight!" "Okay!" Chen Jing replied. Yang Cheng had always taken her along to his social events to liven up the atmosphere.
"Xiao Chen, tonight's event is very important. Our company hasn't been able to get business into Friendship Hospital before, but this is a good opportunity." Yang Cheng looked at Chen Jing and said somewhat seriously, "Vice President Zhou is in charge of the hospital's procurement. If we can make a breakthrough through him, we'll establish a foothold at Friendship Hospital, which is crucial for the company's development!" Chen Jing was a little puzzled, wondering why Yang Cheng was saying this to her.
She knew that the company's business mainly consisted of two parts: distribution to major pharmacies and supplying various hospitals.
In terms of sales volume, the former was more significant, but in terms of profit, it was far less.
However, supplying hospitals isn't easy. Without connections, it's difficult to get in. Even if you do, you have to appease everyone at the hospital, and kickbacks are inevitable. But the high profits easily outweigh these costs. The benefits to the company from having another hospital to supply are self-evident.
Yang Cheng's voice continued in her ears: "Therefore, tonight, you must keep Dean Zhou company, understand?" Chen Jing felt Yang Cheng's tone was strange, but still answered, "Yes, I understand!" Yang Cheng's tone became even stranger: "I heard that Dean Zhou is a lecher, Xiao Chen, do you understand?" Chen Jing's body trembled violently, her eyes widening as she stared at Yang Cheng. She understood the obvious implication, but she still couldn't believe what Yang Cheng was saying.
Chen Jing stared intently at Yang Cheng, hoping he would tell her that what she heard wasn't true. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Yang Cheng was also observing Chen Jing's expression. Seeing that she didn't immediately refuse, he breathed a sigh of relief. Since that was the case, there was room for negotiation. Although he was somewhat reluctant to send this stunning beauty into another man's arms so quickly, he knew that with women, money was fine, but feelings were absolutely out of the question; that would only bring trouble. With money, what woman couldn't you get? So, money was the most practical thing!
Yang Cheng could see Chen Jing's hesitation and felt he needed to add fuel to the fire: "Xiao Chen, don't worry. You've made a sacrifice for the company, and the company won't forget you. How about this: if we close this contract, it'll probably be worth at least 2 million, and I'll give you a 5% commission!" Yang Cheng offered his terms. Since the main goal this time was to build connections, earning a little less wasn't a big deal.
Chen Jing was already hesitant. She felt she didn't have much room to refuse Yang Cheng, and hearing his terms—100,000 if it worked out—she was tempted. Besides, she was already in her current situation; sleeping with another man wouldn't make much difference.
After weighing the options in her mind, Chen Jing finally nodded to Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng smiled with satisfaction, patted Chen Jing's shoulder, and said, "Little Chen, that's right. Money is a good thing; you can't go against money!" Hearing him so directly link this matter to money, although it was true, Chen Jing still felt somewhat embarrassed. It made her feel like a prostitute, selling her body for money.
Checking the time, Yang Cheng stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go!" Yang Cheng drove Chen Jing to the hotel and sat in the reserved private room, waiting for the guests to arrive.
Chen Jing sat there somewhat nervously. Although she had already agreed and was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help feeling nervous at the last minute.
"Knock~ knock~ knock~" There was a knock on the door of the private room.
"Coming!" Yang Cheng got up and walked towards the door, and Chen Jing quickly followed.
"Don't be nervous, relax a bit later!" Yang Cheng turned to Chen Jing as he walked, instructing her.
The door to the private room opened, and Chen Jing felt a little disappointed. The man standing outside looked to be nearly fifty years old, not very tall, with a protruding belly, a round, chubby face, and amiable features, but his forehead was completely bald, half of his head missing.
"Dean Zhou, welcome! Come in, have a seat!" Yang Cheng greeted warmly as soon as he opened the door.
Dean Zhou, standing outside, immediately fixed his eyes on Chen Jing, looking her up and down. Hearing Yang Cheng speak, he greeted her but still stared at Chen Jing, asking, "And this is...?" "Oh, this is my secretary, Xiao Chen," Yang Cheng introduced, then turned to Chen Jing and said, "Xiao Chen, quickly greet Dean Zhou!" "Hello, Dean Zhou!" Chen Jing bowed slightly and extended her hand.
"Oh! Xiao Chen, hello, hello!" Dean Zhou grabbed Chen Jing's fair hand in one hand.
Chen Jing felt the man's large hand tightly gripping her small hand, and that large hand kept stroking the back of her hand. She tried to pull away but couldn't.
After a while, Dean Zhou reluctantly released Chen Jing's hand, and the three of them went inside and sat down at the table.
The two men sandwiched Chen Jing between them as she sat down. Dean Zhou, watching the beautiful curves of her buttocks as she sat, and the deep cleavage visible through her neckline, felt a surge of desire.
They called the waiter to bring the dishes, and the three of them drank a glass.
Seeing Dean Zhou's frequent glances at Chen Jing, Yang Cheng smiled smugly.
He stood up and toasted Dean Zhou again, saying, "Dean Zhou, our company is very interested in your hospital's upcoming drug bidding. I wonder if Dean Zhou could help us?" Dean Zhou looked away and said, "Mr. Yang, drug bidding is a major event for the hospital. My opinion alone isn't enough!" "Dean Zhou, you're joking. Everyone knows that in the end, it's still up to you to make the decision." Yang Cheng didn't care about Dean Zhou's answer and continued, "If Dean Zhou is willing to help, the benefits will be satisfactory!" "Oh!" Dean Zhou... Raising an eyebrow, Chen Jing said, "Then let me see your company's drug price list!" She quickly took out the price list from her bag and handed it over. Dean Zhou glanced at it a few times and then tossed it aside: "President Yang, your prices are all too high. This is unacceptable!" Yang Cheng smiled and countered, "The price of the drugs isn't important, is it?" The two then began to haggle over the issue of drug rebates. Yang Cheng was determined to win this battle, so he spared no expense on the rebate issue. It was clear that Dean Zhou was very satisfied in the end.
Dean Zhou smiled and put the drug price list and contract sample into his briefcase, saying, "This drug bidding requires a collective decision from the leadership team. Therefore, whether your company will ultimately win the bid will depend on our discussion back home. Of course, I personally have no objection to your company winning the bid!" Yang Cheng was excited, knowing that the matter was almost settled. He smiled and said, "In that case, I'll have to trouble Dean Zhou!" "Dean Zhou, you've worked so hard for our company. Why don't you let Xiao Chen keep you company tonight?" Yang Cheng emphasized the word "keep you company."
"Really!" Dean Zhou understood immediately, his eyes shining. Seeing Yang Cheng nod affirmatively, and then turning to see Chen Jing with her head down and silent, he knew she also agreed, and he was extremely excited.
Dean Zhou couldn't help but reach under the table, his hand groping towards Chen Jing's skirt. Chen Jing felt a large hand slip inside, caressing her smooth thighs encased in stockings, then moving along the inner thighs, past the lace trim of the stockings, towards her secret garden between her legs. Chen Jing involuntarily squeezed her legs together, unwilling but forced to endure it.
After the business was concluded, the next step was naturally a lively drinking session. Enduring the large hand constantly harassing her lower body, Chen Jing felt a tightness in her chest, thinking about being pinned down by the old man beside her and subjected to his wanton rape. Therefore, she accepted every glass of wine offered, thinking that getting drunk would be too unpleasant.
The meal was a pleasant affair, with everyone enjoying themselves. Chen Jing was quite tipsy by the end. Yang Cheng clinked glasses with Dean Zhou, then handed him his room key, saying, "I see Chen is a bit drunk. Perhaps Dean Zhou could help her to her room to rest?" Dean Zhou took the key, beaming with delight, and said to Yang Cheng, "Old Yang, you're a good man. I'll make you a friend!" They exchanged a glance and laughed heartily.
Dean Zhou helped the slightly drunk Chen Jing to her feet and led her out.
Yang Cheng, relieved that he had closed the deal that evening, felt somewhat exhausted and leaned back in his chair to rest.
Dean Zhou helped Chen Jing into the hotel room, laid her down on the large bed, and, gazing at the beautiful woman's curvaceous body and alluring, slightly drunken state, felt a surge of desire.
Dean Zhou climbed onto the bed, pulled her into his arms, and was about to kiss her red lips.
Although Chen Jing appeared drunk, she was still quite lucid. Feeling the man's chubby, round face approaching her with his mouth wide open, she felt a wave of nausea and, emboldened by the alcohol, turned her head away. Undeterred by
not being able to kiss the beauty's lips, Dean Zhou reached out and grabbed her high, firm breasts through her clothes, his excitement aroused by their size and elasticity.
With slightly trembling hands, he unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her snow-white skin and the sexy black bra tightly encasing her full breasts.
He shoved the bra up, freeing her breasts.
Looking at her pair of snow-white, full breasts, still so firm even lying down, with their pert pink nipples, Dean Zhou lowered his head and began kissing them, occasionally teasing the nipples. His other hand moved to her other breast, playing with it in his hand.
Chen Jing's breathing gradually became heavy. Although she disliked this man somewhat, her sensitive body was powerless against the stimulation. She felt her nipples become erect, and her lower body secreted eager love fluid. She couldn't help but gently twist her body.
Feeling the reaction of the beauty beneath him, Dean Zhou could no longer restrain himself. He got up and began to undress Chen Jing, pulling and tugging at her skirt and then her sexy black panties, stripping her down to her bare skin, leaving her only in black stockings and dark red high heels.
Dean Zhou quickly removed his own clothes, his erect penis erect, and lifted Chen Jing's legs, bending them into a large M shape, exposing her beautiful vulva.
Chen Jing opened her eyes and glanced down at herself. Seeing the man's erect penis, which was quite large, she closed her eyes again, feigning drunkenness… Dean Zhou examined Chen Jing's beautiful vulva: the dark forest, the pink labia, and the alluring slit between them, glistening with a drop of lustrous fluid – the beauty's secretions.
Dean Zhou could no longer resist. He guided his penis to her vulva, thrusting his hips forward, and his penis parted her pink labia, penetrating her.
"Mmm~" Feeling the intrusion of his penis, her vagina gradually filling, Chen Jing couldn't help but groan. But for some reason, Chen Jing felt the penis inside her wasn't hard enough, somewhat limp. Perhaps it was due to her age, Chen Jing thought to herself.
"So tight!" As soon as he entered, Dean Zhou felt the tightness of Chen Jing's vagina, like a virgin's. Once fully inserted, her delicate vagina gripped his penis tightly, making it uncomfortable.
Dean Zhou took a deep breath and, after a while, began thrusting into Chen Jing's tender vagina.
"Mmm...mmm..." Chen Jing moaned, slightly tipsy.
Dean Zhou slowly increased the speed of his thrusts, feeling Chen Jing's tender vagina become even wetter, as if his penis were soaking in water—warm, comfortable, and making thrusting even smoother.
Chen Jing's legs, spread wide, were also raised high, her calves in black stockings and her small feet in dark red high heels swaying back and forth in the air with each thrust.
Dean Zhou was already panting and sweating; after all, he was getting older, and his energy couldn't compare to when he was younger. After
thrusting for a while longer, feeling his penis tightly wrapped by Chen Jing's vagina, the tender vagina rhythmically undulating with each thrust, made Dean Zhou feel the urge to ejaculate.
Dean Zhou felt he should slow down the speed of his thrusts; he had only played for a short while, and it would be too unsatisfying to ejaculate now.
Dean Zhou hoisted one of Chen Jing's beautiful legs onto his shoulder, reaching out to stroke her smooth thigh covered in black stockings. With his other hand, he grabbed one of Chen Jing's full breasts and played with it, finally suppressing his urge to ejaculate.
Chen Jing felt the speed of the penis thrusting inside her slow down, and a sense of emptiness washed over her. Dean Zhou's hands were groping her body again, fueling her dissatisfaction, but she couldn't express it.
After a while, Dean Zhou finally regained his strength, withdrew his penis from Chen Jing's vagina, and whispered in her ear, "Beautiful lady, how about we change positions?" Chen Jing ignored him, letting him pull her body to the edge of the bed, making her kneel and crawl like a puppy. Dean Zhou stood by the bed, guided his penis to the vaginal opening, and then inserted it again.
As the penis entered, Chen Jing instinctively arched her buttocks to facilitate insertion.
As the man behind her began thrusting, Chen Jing also moved her hips back and forth, cooperating with him to complete the act of intercourse. What could she do? The man behind her was so incompetent, unable to provide her with satisfactory pleasure!
On the spacious bed in the hotel bedroom, a naked beauty knelt like a puppy, her round buttocks raised high against the edge of the bed. A man's penis was inserted between her buttocks, and the man behind her gripped her firm buttocks tightly, thrusting his hips back and forth into her tender vagina. The beauty twisted her body with the man's movements, responding to his thrusts, her full breasts swaying gently back and forth like white lanterns fluttering in the wind. Her long neck was straight, her head tilted back, her eyes half-closed and hazy with intoxication, her mouth slightly open, moaning softly.
The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, the woman's fragrance, and the scent of love juices, along with the sounds of their intercourse, the slapping of skin, and the woman's ecstatic moans.
Feeling the beauty's cooperation, Dean Zhou was overjoyed and thrust even more vigorously into Chen Jing's buttocks.
"Mmm...ah...ahhh..." Stimulation surged in her lower body, and Chen Jing began to enjoy herself, moaning softly.
Suddenly, Chen Jing felt the penis inside her vagina throb a few times. "No!" Chen Jing screamed inwardly, but the penis inside her clearly didn't hear her, and "plop~plop~" it ejaculated streams of semen deep into Chen Jing's vagina.
Chen Jing felt the ejaculated penis slowly soften and slide out of her vagina, feeling a wave of emptiness wash over her, a profound sense of loss washing over her.
Dean Zhou, holding Chen Jing, lay down on the bed, panting heavily.
Holding the beautiful woman's naked body, Dean Zhou felt extremely satisfied, reaching out to play with her high, firm breasts while slowly recovering his strength
. Chen Jing felt a raging fire burning within her, a fire of lust and anger. The large hands kneading her breasts fueled her rage, but she had no outlet for it, and could only suppress her anger.
After a long while, Dean Zhou finally calmed down from his panting. He gave Chen Jing's breasts a couple of hard squeezes, then reluctantly got out of bed. Although he really wanted to hold the beauty's body and have a good sleep, the thought of his tigress at home made him give up the idea. Dean Zhou
got up and dressed, looking at the beauty's naked body on the bed, and couldn't help but sigh. He was getting old, after just one time, he couldn't get hard anymore. Back in the day… He patted Chen Jing's pert buttocks and said to Chen Jing, who was lying on the bed, "Little Chen, I'm leaving now. Tell your General Manager Yang later that I won't forget about the contract!" After saying that, he turned and left.
Hearing the door open and close and Dean Zhou's footsteps gradually fading away, Chen Jing rolled out of bed and ran into the bathroom.
She turned on the tap, and warm water cascaded down from above, washing over her naked body.
Chen Jing frantically rubbed her body, recalling the old man's obese body pressing down on her, leaving her in an awkward position, which made her feel nauseous.
Chen Jing raised her head, tears welling in her eyes and streaming down her face… Yang Cheng woke up, checked the time, and, feeling it was about time, got up and left the private room for his own.
Dean Zhou was indeed gone. Listening to the "splashing" sound of water coming from the bathroom, he could imagine a beautiful woman bathing inside; looking at the mess on the bed, he could imagine the passionate lovemaking that had just taken place there, the air still lingering with the scent of lovemaking.

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That secretary is really beautiful.

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