It's a good place to study in an office building.

2020 was destined to be an extraordinary year. It was my birth year in the Chinese zodiac, so I resigned from my job at a company to prepare for the civil service exam. After three months of hard study, I finally passed the written and oral exams and was accepted by my current company, starting work at the end of the year.

Most of my colleagues in this type of company are older, but there are also some of my age, only four or five, but they are all stunningly beautiful. One of my colleagues, six years older than me, has a style I really admire. She always wears a base layer with a small off-the-shoulder cape or vest, paired with tight jeans and a pair of very stylish black leather boots. Sometimes, when she crouches down, I can vaguely see the outline of her underwear. She's thirty and still unmarried; she's probably the kind of woman who's outwardly quiet but inwardly alluring. Unmarried beauties of this age have a unique scent; you can't help but sniff them a few times as they pass by, and even as you brush past them, you want to turn around and smell that alluring fragrance again.

Gradually, we got to know each other better, sharing our future plans and aspirations. Through our conversations, I learned that she was planning to take the entrance exam for a part-time master's program. I thought to myself, "What an ambitious young lady! I should learn from her; we could study and exchange ideas together." So I expressed my desire to take the exam with her. Upon hearing this, she immediately beamed with joy and said, "That's wonderful! That way I won't be lonely on my study journey. If I pass, we can even go to classes together on weekends, having company!" I smiled back at her, and her face flushed instantly. Although she was thirty, she still resembled a budding flower, shy and bashful, waiting for a masculine man to caress and cherish her. After

returning to work after the Spring Festival, exam preparation became a priority. Every day after work, we studied together in the small conference room. I sat opposite her, occasionally glancing up at her flowing hair, which exuded a faint fragrance. Sometimes, when I got tired of sitting and stood up to stretch, I could occasionally glimpse her cleavage through her neckline—white and tender, making me want to bury my face in her clothes, lick her nipples, and caress her breasts to soothe her lonely heart.

She wasn't very good at math, so she would often come over to me for help with problems. Her irresistible scent of flesh was burning me with desire. But I couldn't show my longing too much. When she came close, I would tease her with ambiguous words, testing the waters. Once, when she came to me for help with a problem, I said, "You're so close to me, and we're alone in a room every night, aren't you afraid I'll have ulterior motives?" To my surprise, her heart raced, and her face flushed. She shyly said, "What can you do to me, you little rascal!"

Holy crap, I couldn't handle that kind of teasing; I was speechless and nervous. I never expected this girl to be so secretly sexy. That night, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, wondering if the girl was hinting at something. Finally, I decided to explore further when we studied together after work the next day.

After dinner at the company cafeteria, I whispered in her ear in a teasing tone, "I'll be waiting for you at our usual spot, hurry up, hehehe." Then I went to the small conference room and pretended to study. When she came to the conference room a while later, I noticed she was different from when we were eating at the cafeteria. She must have gone back to change into a looser top, wearing wider-legged pants that were looser than usual, and slippers. She had light makeup on and looked more attractive than usual. She walked behind me and pulled down the curtain of the small conference room, and I realized what she meant. When she came closer, I looked down and saw through her slippers that she was wearing black stockings, I couldn't tell if they were ankle socks or knee-high socks, and they had the Balenciaga logo on them. So sexy! Did she understand my thoughts so well? My absolute favorite thing is black stockings and high heels on beautiful legs. Even though she wasn't wearing heels, it was enough to ignite my intense desire!

A little while later, she came over and sat next to me, asking me questions as usual. I deliberately moved closer, whispering in her ear, "You even went back to change your clothes, didn't you? How am I supposed to study like this, you little rascal?" I breathed into her ear as I spoke. She reacted by quickening her breathing. Then she suddenly turned her head, our eyes met, and she stared at me adoringly, saying, "Then don't study, you big bad boy!"

How could I resist? I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're so sexy, I love your sexy side." She wrapped her arms around my waist from behind. I instantly understood what she meant. I held her head with one hand and her waist with the other, and kissed her lips fiercely. She eagerly responded, her hands slowly moving from my waist to my back, holding me tighter, her tongue tentatively probing my mouth. Our breathing quickened, our warm breaths hitting each other's faces, intensifying our desire. She repeatedly thrust her tongue into my mouth, licking and teasing my tongue tip. I wasn't going to give in either, kissing her fiercely, pressing her head down so my tongue could reach deeper. The young woman began to let out soft moans, "Mmm... mmm..." Luckily, the office floor was empty; it was just the two of us "studying."

Seeing how proactive she was, my hands became restless, moving to her buttocks and beginning to caress them. As soon as my hands touched them, her breathing noticeably quickened, and her moans became much louder. I leaned close to her ear, licking her burning earlobe as I said, "Miss, have you never done this before? Why are you reacting so strongly?" She replied softly, panting, "Yeah, it's my first time." Actually, it was my first time too. I'd watched a lot of porn and read a lot of experience-sharing posts, but I'd never actually done it. My little brother was already throbbing, and I could feel some fluid leaking out. Maybe her vagina was already overflowing with desire. I was going to make sure she felt good later, and I'd also gain some experience.

What a lonely and empty girl she was! Her buttocks were so perky and bouncy. After touching her a few times, I slipped one hand under her loose pants and touched her buttocks, feeling the silky smoothness. Yes, she was wearing stockings! But I couldn't feel any underwear! This was so lewd. Then, she started kissing my face, her hands sliding under my clothes and caressing my back. I couldn't resist anymore. I took my hand out of her pants and reached under her shirt to caress her breasts—she wasn't even wearing a bra! I whispered, "Miss, you're not even wearing a bra? Did you take it off especially for me? You're such a little slut, you have to let me off the hook later, it's my first time too, I have no experience." The girl responded with "Mmm...mmm..." and said, "Be gentle, okay?"

I reached under her shirt; one hand couldn't even grasp her breasts, they were probably a C-cup, plump, soft, and bouncy. I touched her nipples, already hard and erect. When I touched her nipples, she let out a soft "Ah..." and said, "Oh...so good..."

Hearing her say that and reacting so strongly, I became bolder, pulling her shirt down from the neckline. Because the neckline was loose, her shoulders were exposed. Then she stretched her arms and hands out from above, so the loose shirt swept under her armpits, covering her firm C-cup breasts, with the nipples faintly visible, very alluring! We continued our passionate kiss, our tongues swirling in each other's mouths, savoring each other's saliva—sweet, fragrant, we greedily tasted each other's saliva. My lips slowly moved away from hers, kissing her neck; her neck was warm and red, it felt so good.

My mouth moved to her cleavage, and I pulled her clothes down hard with both hands. She let out another soft "Ah..." and her fair, firm breasts appeared before my eyes, swaying up and down a couple of times. Her nipples were pink, hard, and protruding like little balls. I couldn't wait to lick her nipples with my tongue, and my hands began to knead her breasts. Her breathing became more rapid, and she made sounds like "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...so good...mmm...ah..." At the same time, her hands tightly held my head, pressing it against her chest, making it almost difficult for me to breathe. After licking for a while, I lifted her onto the conference table, dangling her legs below, and pulled off her clothes and pants. She said softly, "You little rascal, you've torn my clothes." I smiled at her and said, "So what if they're torn? I'll just buy you a sexier one. You'll be mine sooner or later anyway." She hugged my head and said, "You little rascal, who wants to be with you?" Then she grabbed my head and pressed it against her soft breasts, like two little white rabbits, her chest thrusting forward as if she thought I wasn't pushing hard enough. I used the tip of my tongue to flick her nipples up and down, while my other hand gently twisted her other nipple. Her legs, clad in stockings, clamped tightly around one of my thighs, rubbing back and forth. A scent of vaginal fluid wafted up from below. Could she be wet already? What if I didn't prepare a condom?! A bad decision! My mouth continued downwards, reaching her waist, licking her lower abdomen through her black stockings. These stockings must have been worn for a day or two, as they had a faint, slightly sour smell, not the smell of freshly worn clothes . So fragrant, so feminine!

I took a step back, and her legs released my thighs. There was already a small wet patch on my pant leg, probably from the vaginal fluid she had rubbed against my thigh. She was simply an exquisite slut! I crouched down and caught a glimpse of her legs crossed. She shyly braced herself on the table with one hand, covering her face with the other, saying, "So embarrassing, no one's ever seen me like this before."

To ease her embarrassment, I slowly stroked her thighs and calves through her Balenciaga black stockings. When I reached her feet, I saw her small, slightly chubby feet, which looked incredibly alluring against the black stockings. I brought my nose close and began to lick them. Even her feet smelled sweet, but unlike her body scent; it was a slightly sour, pleasant fragrance, probably from a recent wash.

Then, I deliberately raised her legs slightly, causing her to lose her balance and have to brace herself on the table behind her to maintain her balance, freeing her hand from covering her lower body. Hehe, a little trick I discovered by accident. Then I began to lick her feet. She closed her eyes, displaying a very lewd expression of enjoyment, emitting soft moans of "Mmm... Ah..." accompanied by rapid breathing. I licked her from her calves to her thighs, then to the groin. I saw her vaginal fluid seeping through her black stockings. I put her legs on my shoulders and licked her groin for a while. Her fluid continued to seep out. I deliberately didn't touch her vulva, wanting her to beg me. Unexpectedly, she grabbed my head with one hand and pressed it against her vulva. Caught off guard, I was pulled down onto her vulva. Even through the stockings, I could still see her pubic hair and vulva. A semi-transparent liquid was still flowing from her vulva; it tasted sour and sweet. She couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah..." as her vulva thrust forward, eager for my tongue to enter.

I ripped open the stockings, revealing a vulva covered in her vaginal fluid, partially obscured by wet pubic hair. The young woman softly said, "I'm still a virgin, you can't go in." Of course, I didn't want to break her virginity; it was okay if I could achieve physical satisfaction without penetration. Then I gently responded, and she lay down on the conference table reassuredly, letting me lick her.

Her clitoris was already hard and erect, and the foreskin around it, like a man's penis, had retracted behind the clitoris, so this small, hard clitoris was perfectly being licked in my mouth. After a few strokes up and down and left and right, the young lady started

moaning, "Ah...ah...harder...mmm...ah...so good..." Then a stream of hot, lustful fluid flowed out. She sat up from the conference table, hugged my head tightly, and squeezed my head between her inner thighs, which were covered in lustful fluid, and thrust her buttocks forward a few times. I think she must have orgasmed, she orgasmed!!

I stood up and kissed the young lady's lips, wiping some of her lustful fluid from my lips into her mouth, kneading her breasts with one hand, and gently asked her, "Does your own fluid taste good?" She shyly nudged my chest and said, "You're so naughty." Then I said, "Isn't it great?" She nodded gently. I said, "I haven't had my fill yet, shouldn't you make me feel good too?" She took off her torn stockings, soaked with her juices, and held them to my nose, saying, "Does it smell good? It's yours, but you have to keep it safe and buy me a new one." Then she pulled me to a seat, pulled down my pants, and started licking my penis with her tongue. This directness was a bit overwhelming. I held her stockings in one hand, smelling her juices, recalling the scene from just now. With my other hand, I held her head and gave her oral sex. Since it was my first time, I ejaculated in just a few minutes. The girl teased me, saying, "Your little brother is so big and smells so good, I really want it to kiss my little sister, but for safety's sake, let's do it later. Remember to buy me back the stockings, and I'll provide the condoms. I'll make sure you have a good time."

And that's how my first experience with borderline sexual intercourse ended! Even now, thinking back on it fills me with passion!

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