Manager Zhang and the intern

(I) Zhang Qingfeng's Boredom

Zhang Qingfeng, a junior manager in the development department of a large European multinational company, was on a business trip in Los Angeles. After a very boring and tiring day at work, he had no interest in going out and went straight back to his hotel.

It was a boring trip. The only thing that could slightly lift his spirits was his companion, the beautiful programmer Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei was a recent graduate intern recruited from Shanghai University. Although her programming skills were average, she was quite attractive. She was fashionable, spoke politely, and possessed the characteristic coquettishness of a Shanghai girl; although Zhang Qingfeng had been married for two years and had a harmonious relationship with his wife, he still couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

The company policy for business trips was one room per person regardless of gender, and Xiao Mei was staying next door. There was a door between the two rooms that could be opened. What was he thinking about? Zhang Qingfeng shook his head, took a shower, and then took out his newly bought PSP to start playing games.

Just as he was enjoying himself on the PSP, a knock came from the door between the two rooms: "Director Zhang!" a timid female voice called out. Zhang Qingfeng was puzzled. What was wrong? Did she really want to seduce him? He opened the door.

Xiao Mei stood timidly at the door, her face slightly flushed, holding a bath towel and toiletries. "The hot water in my room keeps not turning on. Can I use your bathroom?" "Of course!" Zhang Qingfeng let Xiao Mei in, wondering, "How similar this is to the plot of those YY novels online? Is she really trying to seduce me?" Anyway, I won't take the initiative, I won't refuse, and I won't take responsibility. I'll stick to the three no's principle. I'll take advantage if there's a chance, but I mustn't get burned.

(II) Hesitant Xiao

Mei was washing herself while her mind wandered.

Although she graduated from a prestigious university, she didn't have any powerful connections at home, and her work ability wasn't very strong.

The reason she was able to stay at X company for an internship was probably because she was beautiful, Xiao Mei knew that perfectly well. Xiao Mei wasn't against using her beauty to gain an advantage.

Xiao Mei always cared a lot about her clothes. Although her family wasn't well-off, she still frequently bought items from second-tier brands. Sometimes, Xiaomei would deliberately dress provocatively, wearing low-cut shirts and low-waisted jeans, which accentuated her not-so-large but rounded breasts and hips.

Next month, a decision would be made regarding her employment as a full-time employee. Company X was known for its generous compensation, and staying would be a great career start. However, the number of positions was extremely limited… Director Zhang had considerable authority over her future, and Xiaomei wasn't entirely sure whether to seduce him. Although Director Zhang was usually serious and reserved, often mentioning how happy he and his wife were, she had noticed his occasional glances towards her chest and waist.

"I'm still a virgin…" Although Xiaomei was the center of attention on campus, she hadn't actually lost her virginity. Perhaps she enjoyed the feeling of being unattainable for men.

Xiaomei secretly decided that she wouldn't actively seduce him, but if Director Zhang was interested, she could let him take advantage of her. The key was to secure her employment and, ideally, prevent him from succeeding.

Xiao Mei wrapped herself tightly in a bath towel, glanced at herself in the mirror, and saw that it revealed her shapely figure. She folded her clothes in her handbag and opened the bathroom door.

(III) Testing

Zhang Qingfeng lay on the bed, ostensibly playing PSP, but secretly making many plans. Just as he was feeling anxious, Xiao Mei finished showering and came out.

Zhang Qingfeng stole a glance. Xiao Mei didn't bring pajamas, so her whole body was just wrapped in a bath towel, which seemed to be quite secure. Her arms and legs, which had just been washed, were completely exposed, and there were still many water droplets on her long hair.

"Director, I'll dry my hair here," she said, and sat down at the table to use the hairdryer.

"Doesn't she seem to be trying to seduce me?" Zhang Qingfeng concluded. Perhaps it was because the bathroom was hot, Xiao Mei's face was flushed, with a hint of shyness and a touch of allure. Zhang Qingfeng glanced at her a few more times and secretly swallowed.

Time passed in hesitation. "As expected, he's all talk and no action," Xiaomei concluded to herself, preparing to return to her room in a few minutes.

At this moment, Zhang Qingfeng remembered the fantasy novels he'd read; if he didn't take action now, he'd be "worse than a beast." Besides, he'd studied traditional Chinese philosophy: "If Heaven bestows something and you don't take it, you'll suffer the consequences." After much deliberation, he decided to test the waters.

"Xiaomei!" Zhang Qingfeng's voice was slightly off. "You've been in meetings all day, is your neck tired?" "Mmm," Xiaomei replied casually.

"I used to study traditional Chinese massage, would you like me to massage your head and neck?" "This…" Xiaomei suddenly realized what he meant, her face turning even redder, but she quickly composed herself and said, "Okay, thank you, Director Zhang." The room was quiet, with only the television playing softly, broadcasting some boring American programs.

Zhang Qingfeng turned off his PSP, got up, and went behind Xiaomei, preparing to begin the neck massage. Zhang Qingfeng had learned a few days of traditional Chinese massage from the old man downstairs because his mother had neck problems, so his skills were better than most rudimentary.

"So...smooth..." That was Zhang Qingfeng's first impression as he placed his hands on Xiaomei's head and neck.

"I'll start the massage now!"

Zhang Qingfeng carefully avoided using the somewhat lewd word "massage.

" "Mmm," Xiaomei mumbled a vague reply.

Zhang Qingfeng's hands began to move irregularly in various directions along her head and neck. A boneless, supple feeling emanated from his hands, and he could smell the faint fragrance of Xiaomei after her bath. Seeing himself becoming somewhat infatuated, Zhang Qingfeng composed himself, took a deep breath, and adjusted his emotions. After all, he was the supervisor, and it wouldn't be good to be too forward.

"Now, let's massage her head," Zhang Qingfeng said, seemingly very professionally.

"Okay!"

Xiaomei thought to herself, "Those last two strokes were alright, let's see how you want to continue." After massaging her head for a while, Zhang Qingfeng's hands intentionally or unintentionally brushed across Xiaomei's forehead. Seeing that Xiaomei didn't seem to mind, he continued moving towards the real target. "Press some acupoints!" Zhang Qingfeng said, squeezing her head with his hands and consciously touching Xiaomei's ears.

He started by covering Xiaomei's delicate ears with both hands and pressing towards the center, saying, "Temples, there are many acupoints around here." Xiaomei didn't know if he was serious or not, so she just kept watching. Gradually, Zhang Qingfeng's hands changed shape and began to knead Xiaomei's ears, even accidentally touching her earlobes and pinching them several times. Xiaomei's ears were already quite sensitive, and the sudden pinch made her shudder.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingfeng quickly covered up, saying, "Your muscles here seem a bit tight, you need to relax," and then increased the pressure, pressing several more times, before changing his hand shape again to massage her head, seemingly quite professionally.

After a few more minutes, the temperature in the room seemed to rise further. Xiaomei's face also became increasingly rosy.

Zhang Qingfeng thought, "Shouldn't we move on to the next step?" "

Xiaomei, the implementation method of that C2 project you talked about with the foreigner this afternoon seemed pretty good. You must have put a lot of thought into it, right?" Zhang Qingfeng tried to distract Xiaomei with something else.

"Mmm."

"Your skin and muscles seem particularly tight, don't they?"

"Oh." Xiaomei answered casually while enjoying the head massage, seemingly starting to feel sleepy.

"It's nothing, I'll give you a massage too." Zhang Qingfeng said this very casually, secretly guessing, "The crucial show is about to begin." Xiaomei, however, was a little tired and casually replied, "Oh." "It's not very convenient on the chair, why don't you lie down on that empty bed?" Zhang Qingfeng said in a calm but slightly commanding tone.

Xiao Mei finally came to her senses, but having already agreed, she couldn't very well refuse now.

"Isn't it a bit much to trouble you like this?" Xiao Mei tried to politely decline.

"Not at all, you work so hard for the company, it's only right that I serve you." Zhang Qingfeng deliberately used the somewhat ambiguous word "service." Helpless, Xiao Mei could only get onto the empty bed, lying face down with her head on the pillow. Her mind was filled with complicated thoughts as she waited for what would happen next, pondering whether she should refuse at the crucial moment or bring up the matter of keeping her.

(IV) Massage

"Let me massage your back first." Zhang Qingfeng said sanctimoniously, secretly thinking, "Once you're on my bed, you have no choice. I don't care what your schemes are, I only have open schemes!" Xiao Mei wasn't wearing underwear, only a large bath towel covering her entire body. The towel was knotted in front, completely covering her back and thighs when she lay face down on the bed. Despite this, the fact that a beautiful female colleague, the object of every male programmer's fantasy, was now lying naked in front of him still excited Zhang Qingfeng, and his penis became aroused. However, Zhang Qingfeng was not in a hurry. On the one hand, he didn't completely reveal his intentions, and on the other hand, enjoying the process of a beautiful woman gradually surrendering and losing her resistance was a rare pleasure.

Zhang Qingfeng was very satisfied with his composure, thinking to himself, "I can remain calm in the face of such beauty; my Daoist heart has made great progress!" Zhang Qingfeng's hands were on Xiao Mei's back, randomly tapping, hitting, hammering, and scratching through the bath towel for a while, then he said, "Xiao Mei, there are quite a few acupoints on this back. I'm afraid I won't be able to massage them properly through the towel, so perhaps..." Xiao Mei's face turned even redder, and she remained silent.

"How about we do it like the massage techniques in a high-end spa?"

In fact, neither Xiao Mei nor Zhang Qingfeng had ever been to a high-end spa, so they had no idea what massage techniques were used there. "...Uh..." Xiao Mei responded haphazardly, almost inaudibly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Qingfeng gently grasped the knotted end of the towel with one hand and lightly tapped Xiaomei's abdomen through the robe with the other. Xiaomei instinctively flinched, and Zhang Qingfeng tugged, untying the knot. Xiaomei panicked; with the knot undone, her entire body was about to be exposed. The terms hadn't been agreed upon yet, how could she let herself be taken advantage of? She was about to resist when

Zhang Qingfeng said, "First, massage the acupoints on her back!" He didn't rush to remove the towel from Xiaomei's body. Instead, he flipped it down, covering her buttocks and below, exposing her back and a slender waist, and then began to seriously massage her shoulders and back. Xiaomei wanted to retaliate, but couldn't find the trigger point, so she had to give up again.

Zhang Qingfeng inspected his prey once more. Xiaomei's long hair was disheveled, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were tightly closed, and her teeth were clenched. Her entire back and neck were exposed. With the force of his hands, she seemed about to let out a muffled groan, but she stubbornly refused to.

White, truly white. Her skin was not only snow-white but also incredibly elastic. Although Xiao Mei was rather thin and didn't have much flesh on her back, the smooth feel of it made Zhang Qingfeng feel that the trip was worthwhile.

Zhang Qingfeng's gaze moved downwards, seeing a slender waist, so delicate it seemed one could grasp it in a hand, and below that, her buttocks covered by a bath towel. No rush, Zhang Qingfeng was very patient.

Zhang Qingfeng's movements gradually quickened, working continuously on Xiao Mei's back, like raindrops gradually increasing in intensity. Xiao Mei gradually felt more and more enjoyment, and her self-control seemed to be weakening. Occasionally, she would let out a very soft moan, but then immediately stop. "Hmph, this is the 'Eight Strikees of the Gale' that I learned from the old man downstairs using two young boys. Starting to feel good, huh?" Zhang Qingfeng's hands gradually expanded their range of movement, occasionally even managing to slightly touch the edge of Xiao Mei's breasts, which had been squeezed and deformed from lying face down. Xiao Mei seemed unaware of this, only struggling with the gradually increasing pleasure within her. The situation seemed to be completely under Zhang Qingfeng's control.

"Regarding the first step of the C2 project I mentioned earlier, I think there's a difficulty..." For some reason, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly brought up the project.

"What..." Xiaomei was momentarily confused. "I think..." "Start massaging her legs!" Zhang Qingfeng immediately seized the opportunity of Xiaomei's confused state and announced briefly and forcefully.

He then flipped up the towel covering her lower body, exposing Xiaomei's calves and thighs. The towel was now folded very small, only covering her buttocks and a small area of her private parts. Xiaomei was preoccupied with the project and didn't have time to react, so she could only accept another setback.

Zhang Qingfeng, having succeeded once, was relentless. He started by massaging the soles of Xiaomei's feet. Several minutes had passed since Xiaomei finished showering, and her feet had begun to cool down. Zhang Qingfeng's hands rubbed them, and they flushed red again.

"Hehe...hehe...um..." Xiaomei's feet were stimulated by Zhang Qingfeng's touch, causing her to groan softly. Her whole body began to sway slightly, completely ignoring the fact that she was in imminent danger of being completely naked.

After stimulating the soles of her feet, Zhang Qingfeng applied the "Eight Strikees of the Gale" to her calves. Xiao Mei found the tapping on her calves quite comfortable, and since there weren't any particularly sensitive areas on her calves, she wasn't too apprehensive and gradually began to enjoy it. Her mind even became a bit clearer, and she no longer felt as lost as before. Zhang Qingfeng secretly regretted that if he had prepared a bottle of massage lotion earlier and poured it on her, turning the massage into an oil massage, wouldn't that have been even better?

But then he thought that he still had two weeks left on this business trip, so there was no rush to do it today.

At this moment, the situation in the room became increasingly clear. A beautiful woman was lying naked on the bed, her long hair hanging down, her face flushed, with only a small towel covering her buttocks, while a "gentleman" was lying on the edge of the bed, diligently massaging her, seemingly unmoved by the advances?

(V) Further Massage

Xiao Mei was about to enjoy the service on her calves when she vaguely felt that Director Zhang's hand was moving upwards, as if it was about to enter her thighs and touch her buttocks. Thinking to herself, "Losing my virginity now is probably inappropriate." She wanted to stop, but fearing Director Zhang's displeasure, and also feeling a strange, almost unwanted urge to stop, she hesitated. Suddenly, Director Zhang's fingers brushed between her thighs, and Xiao Mei felt a trickle of fluid leak onto the bed.

Xiao Mei suddenly snapped back to reality: "Thank you, Director Zhang..." and tried to end the massage.

"Was the massage comfortable?" Zhang Qingfeng seemed to know what Xiao Mei was about to say and interrupted her.

"Yes, Director's technique is very good." Xiao Mei casually complimented, trying to get up, but her body felt weak and she couldn't muster any strength.

"We'll stop here on the back." Zhang Qingfeng pulled the towel down and covered Xiao Mei's lower body from her waist to her calves again, giving her a sense of security.

"Now let's massage the front." Zhang Qingfeng said calmly, but it was like a thunderbolt, startling Xiao Mei.

"The front? I'm not wearing anything! No need, Director must be exhausted." Xiao Mei hesitated.

"I'm not tired," Zhang Qingfeng insisted. As if seeing through Xiaomei's concerns, Zhang Qingfeng considerately said,

"Cover yourself with your robe and turn around." Then he turned his head to the side.

Xiaomei didn't expect this, but thinking about it, she thought it was alright. She had been lying face down for a while and was feeling tired in this position, so she turned over and lay flat on her back, covering herself with a bath towel. But she found that because the bath towel was folded and wasn't very big, it didn't cover her lower body. Director Zhang urged her to finish, so she had a sudden idea. She used the bath towel to cover her lower body tightly, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and closed her eyes tightly: "All done." Director Zhang turned around and said considerately, "Was it uncomfortable to be lying face down like that? Now lie down and enjoy it." Xiaomei was too embarrassed to speak.

Zhang Qingfeng inspected his prey again: a naked beauty, completely naked from the front, her upper body covered with her hands, her lower body covered with a bath towel, her eyes closed, and her expression tense.

"Hmm."

Zhang Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction: "Relax your body."

Xiao Mei thought to herself: "How can I relax when I'm like this?"

"Let me massage your arms first." Zhang Qingfeng gradually revealed his ferocious face and slowly grabbed Xiao Mei's left hand.

Because her left hand was covering her right breast, Xiaomei quickly adjusted her arm, using her right hand to cover both breasts simultaneously.

Zhang Qingfeng grabbed her soft, tender hand and immediately began various techniques, paying particular attention to gliding his fingertips across Xiaomei's palm, fingers, and the back of her hand. Xiaomei felt a ticklish, numb sensation, almost bursting out laughing.

"Don't move around while I'm massaging you, or you'll dislocate your muscles and bones!" Zhang Qingfeng said dramatically.

Zhang Qingfeng pressed down hard on Xiaomei's left hand, causing the blood in her veins to stagnate for a few seconds, then slid his hand across the veins and released her hand. Xiaomei felt her blood rushing out. Zhang Qingfeng then placed Xiaomei's hand flat beside her, saying, "I just bled you, your arm must remain flat and cannot move." This was completely nonsense.

Xiaomei didn't understand the concept of blood and qi, and although she suspected it was fake, she dared not disobey, so her left hand abandoned its duty of protecting her territory.

Zhang Qingfeng then pulled up Xiaomei's right hand, sensing a slight hesitation, he increased the pressure, saying, "Relax, I'm a professional." Xiaomei's right hand was pulled up.

At this point, Xiaomei's breasts were completely exposed. Her breasts weren't large, around a 32B, but they were very round and firm, still perfectly hemispherical even when she was lying down. The areolas weren't very large either, but what was even more captivating were her two small nipples, completely pure red, perhaps untouched by much handling.

Because of the previous massage, the nipples were slightly erect.

Xiaomei inwardly cried out in alarm, her face turning extremely red with embarrassment. Although she had considered seducing her boss, the fact that he was sitting upright while she was almost completely naked was truly shameful. Moreover, this was the first time she had exposed her body to a man, making her feel incredibly ashamed, yet also as if she were about to fly to the sky, unsure of what to do. Oh well, it's just her upper body, let it be.

Zhang Qingfeng continued massaging Xiaomei's right hand with a serious expression. Now that her breasts had been breached, the real action began, and his words gradually became more provocative. "Xiaomei, do you have a boyfriend?" Xiaomei, shy, didn't answer.

Zhang Qingfeng finished his hand massage and placed Xiaomei's hands on the bed. "Xiaomei, are you comfortable?" There was no answer.

"Then I'll continue..." Zhang Qingfeng thought to himself with satisfaction.

Without any warning, Zhang Qingfeng's hands moved to Xiaomei's breasts.

Xiaomei seemed to have temporarily lost her ability to defend herself, like a boss caught in a chain attack in a fight. Zhang Qingfeng didn't hesitate, his hands grabbing and kneading, his rapid, forceful movements starting up again.

In a daze, Xiaomei seemed to just be coming to her senses.

"No... Director... there... don't... press!" Her weak protest sounded more like a soft moan.

"Massaging here regularly helps prevent cancer," Zhang Qingfeng said righteously. "Looks like you don't have a boyfriend. Young people should pay attention to their health." He then placed his hands on her two budding breasts. It was the first time Xiaomei had been touched by a man, and she felt both shy and numb, her body beginning to sway.

Zhang Qingfeng continued, his large hands covering her breasts, leaving clear finger marks that gradually disappeared. "What beautiful breasts no one has ever played with," Zhang Qingfeng thought to himself. He would sometimes play with one breast, sometimes squeeze the nipple, sometimes prick it with his fingers.

Zhang Qingfeng used a perfect balance of gentleness and firmness, playing with her with great enjoyment. Xiaomei kept her eyes tightly closed, trembling all over, sometimes trying to resist, sometimes feeling a sense of enjoyment.

Zhang Qingfeng played with Xiaomei's breasts for about ten minutes, occasionally pinching her waist, feeling its suppleness, intending to compare the two women's softness.

Xiaomei gradually came to her senses, thinking that it was time to bring up the matter of becoming a full-fledged member of the family.

"Director, about my promotion..."

"Now is your time to relax, let's not talk about work. As long as you work hard during this period, I will try my best." The director's words were ambiguous, not promising but implying something.

Zhang Qingfeng really wanted to put Xiaomei's breasts in his mouth and bite them a few times, but the current scene was a massage, which seemed inappropriate. Oh well, there's still plenty of time.

"Xiaomei, I just asked you if you have a boyfriend." The director continued to play with her while asking questions, trying to flirt with her words at the same time.

"No." Xiaomei couldn't pretend not to hear and not answer because she had already started talking.

"That Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, Xiao Yan, they always come to your place at noon, it seems like they're all pursuing you, don't you like any of them?" Zhang Qingfeng's implication was that others couldn't get what they wanted, but now they could play with her at will, which made him even more smug. He increased the pressure of his hand, and his fingertips pressed on the nipple like pressing an electric bell.

"It's...nothing...good." Xiaomei really didn't think this kind of question and answer was meaningful, especially while her breasts were being fondled.

"It's good not to have a boyfriend. A lot of young people these days are outrageous. The post-80s and post-90s generations are all chaotic. One minute they're doing some kind of brainless peeping scandal, the next they're making some kind of lewd video. Sigh..." Zhang Qingfeng's fingers began to circle on Xiaomei's breasts. What he didn't say was, "Actually, you're the brainless one. We're starting to have lewdness." "Um...uh-huh..." Xiaomei didn't know what to say.

In fact, this kind of conversation was intentional on Zhang Qingfeng's part. By attacking the other person's sense of shame, he further destroyed the other person's defenses, laying the groundwork for subsequent actions and future benefits.

"Here, here, and here."

Zhang Qingfeng casually pinched Xiaomei's earlobe, ran it across her areola, and grabbed her collarbone, breasts, and waist a few times. "You're already showing signs of blood stasis. Take advantage of the time recently and let's massage you a few more times, so as not to leave any lasting problems." Xiaomei's face was flushed, and she barely responded. "I need to buy some essential oil tomorrow. I'll use the massage to help it penetrate my body and aid recovery." "Does he think I'm an idiot? He's clearly trying to take advantage of me..." Xiaomei thought to herself, lowering her head in silence. If it were just about getting a little something extra, it wouldn't seem so bad. Because her sensitive areas had been touched again, she was actually starting to feel a little more expectant. "Why am I like this?" Xiaomei quickly composed herself. The

"blood circulation" massage on her upper body seemed to have been going on for far too long. Zhang Qingfeng, who was enjoying himself, was also showing signs of fatigue.

"Just a few more acupressure points and we'll be done for today." Zhang Qingfeng pretended to end the day's activities. Actually, he wanted to take the opportunity to conquer her lower body under the towel.

"Oh." Xiaomei thought it was finally over. Her mind simply couldn't process the situation.

"Be careful not to catch a cold." Zhang Qingfeng placed Xiaomei's hands back on her chest and pressed them down with his left hand to prevent any possible resistance. At the same time, he forcefully pulled the towel off with his right hand, and Xiaomei's lower body was suddenly exposed. "Don't move!" Zhang Qingfeng said sternly, "We're about to press the acupoints Jumiu, Shuxi, Huiyin, Chengfu, and Weizhong. The positions must be precise!" He then unceremoniously covered Xiaomei's genitals with his right hand and began to move. Xiaomei

felt a sudden chill in her lower body, and was immediately filled with shame and anger. She was about to resist when, unexpectedly, the director's nimble fingers began massaging around her labia. As a virgin who had never experienced anything like this before, she had never felt this way. Exposing her genitals and being touched in front of a man for the first time brought an extremely stimulating sensation, almost like being in heaven or hell, both weak and numb.

"Ah... Oh..." The intense stimulation completely overwhelmed Xiaomei's mind; she could only manage a few cries from her throat, let alone utter any reproach.

Zhang Qingfeng's right hand continued its movements, while his left hand, which was holding Xiaomei, occasionally squeezed her breasts, all the while observing her lower body. The first thing he noticed was a small amount of pubic hair, sparsely scattered around the mons pubis, none of it particularly long. Had it been trimmed regularly? Then, her two pink labia majora were tightly closed, with a trace of fluid at the entrance. "This is completely different from those mature women with black labia online," Zhang Qingfeng thought to himself.

Xiao Mei gave up resisting a bit, trembling as Zhang Qingfeng's fingers moved, occasionally letting out a few soft moans.

After randomly pressing a few acupoints near her lower body, Zhang Qingfeng's hands dabbed on Xiao Mei's fluids. He then parted Xiao Mei's small, pink labia and began to play with her hardening clitoris.

Xiao Mei's nipples and neck flushed red—was this a sign of impending orgasm?

Zhang Qingfeng's fingers quickened their movements, sometimes up and down, sometimes left and right, sometimes rotating, changing their style.

He thought to himself, "This is a simplified version of the 'Plum Blossom Three Variations' from the 'Eight Strikes of the Gale,' not something to be done casually." Xiao Mei gradually lost control, her waist beginning to arch, responding to the movements of her master's fingers. Her lips parted slightly, and her muffled moans grew louder. Her legs began to twist from side to side.

Zhang Qingfeng's fingers continued, probing Xiao Mei's very sensitive labia minora and clitoris. He also tried to take advantage of her verbally, "Feels good, doesn't it, Xiao Mei? Tell me if you want to stop!" Xiao Mei was speechless.

Finally, as Zhang Qingfeng perfectly completed the final move of the "Plum Blossom Melody," the naked Xiaomei reached her climax while suppressing her moans and writhing. A stream of fragrant, clear liquid gushed out, staining her thighs and the sheets. Her lower body, after spasms, finally calmed down.

Zhang Qingfeng licked his fingers; the taste was quite good. He glanced at the bed; Xiaomei lay peacefully after her climax. Perhaps feeling a little ashamed, she slightly turned her body to the side, her back to the director who had brought her to orgasm with just his hands. Unexpectedly, this exposed her rounded buttocks to Zhang Qingfeng's view. "Hmm, I haven't really had a proper go at this yet," Zhang Qingfeng concluded.

He gently patted Xiaomei's buttocks a few times, then grabbed a handful of her own fluid from between her legs and smeared it on her breasts. Seeing there was still a lot left, he turned Xiaomei around and laid her flat, smearing the remaining fluid on her nose, mouth, and face. The implication was clear: you're so lewd, don't blame me. Xiao Mei was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She closed her eyes again, letting herself be manipulated.

Zhang Qingfeng was a little tired, so he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiao Mei. After her climax, Xiao Mei lay flat on her back on the edge of the bed. Looking down from her firm breasts, past her slender waist, her pubic hair, her pert buttocks, all the way to her long, slender legs intertwined, occasionally swaying from side to side. Looking up

, the extremely shy young girl bit her lip, her eyes slightly closed, the blush on her face not completely gone. Every part of her embodied the realm of beauty, Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh. Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the scene half a year ago, when Xiao Mei, dressed in a school uniform, reported to the company for the first time. Xiao Mei wore a tracksuit top, the tight clothes unable to contain her beautiful figure; shorts on her lower body, revealing her long, slender legs. She also wore very light lipstick, often pouting her small cherry lips, speaking softly and charmingly, captivating many of the company's dull programmers. If they knew that their goddess was now naked and lying on the ground, what would they think?

At this moment, Xiaomei seemed completely at his mercy, as if he could do whatever he wanted with her. Zhang Qingfeng sighed inwardly, lamenting the decline of morality, yet failing to reflect on his own role as one of the instigators.

Zhang Qingfeng also felt that Xiaomei's stillness lacked a certain allure. So he sat on the edge of the bed, tickling Xiaomei's armpits with one hand while sliding the other towards her soft waist. He said, "Xiaomei, are you ticklish?" "Ah..." Xiaomei was ticklish and couldn't help but laugh a few times, shifting her body slightly and opening her eyes.

Zhang Qingfeng looked at Xiaomei, his expression still serious: "How was my technique just now? Was it comfortable?"

Despite her great embarrassment, Xiaomei had no choice but to answer, "It was fine, thank you, Director." "Hmm, that's good. Now let's do some recovery, relax." Zhang Qingfeng pinched Xiaomei's breasts a few more times, and Xiaomei quickly closed her eyes; his other hand slipped between her legs, forcefully gesturing for her to open them.

"It's time. You've had your fun, now it's my turn, isn't it?" Zhang Qingfeng felt the time was right, so he took off his clothes and thrust forward.

[The End]

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