I've been lusting after my female colleague for a long time.

There's a female colleague at work whom I've been lusting after for a while. She's around 30 years old, with a pretty face, big eyes, a high nose, small lips, and neat teeth. She's not tall, maybe 160cm, with a thick waist, thick legs, and a round bottom. In the summer, if she wears a skirt and high heels, her curvaceous figure, flowing hair, swaying waist, and wiggling hips are irresistible. Everyone at the company knows we're quite close. But in reality, it's mostly just holding hands and touching buttocks; the most intimate thing we've ever done is hug her leg. Once, I lifted her skirt to see her underwear, and she scolded me for over an hour after she found out. But I wasn't satisfied; I still wanted to see.

There's a sink next to the office for everyone to wash their hands, and sometimes she'd bring her clothes and secretly wash them when the boss wasn't around. That was July 10th—a thrilling day in our relationship. At 10:20 AM, she was secretly washing clothes by the pool again. That day, she was wearing a light blue short-sleeved top and a white skirt—the same white skirt I'd first seen. Her plump, white legs and full hips were incredibly sexy; just looking at her made me want to have sex with her, and the thought

alone gave me the urge to ejaculate. She was busy washing clothes, while I kept her company, thinking about how I could secretly slip my phone under her skirt from behind and take pictures of what was inside—what a magnificent feat that would be! But she was very wary of me; she would become alert if I were behind her. Besides, she was hunched over, constantly rubbing herself, her legs were quite close together, and the skirt was tight against her buttocks, leaving too little space. So I kept hesitating, afraid of ruining the whole thing.

When she finished washing the clothes and placed a red plastic bucket in the center of her office, holding a clothes hanger in one hand and bending over to take clothes from the bucket with the other, her legs were slightly apart, and her buttocks arched her skirt as she bent over, creating a large space between her buttocks and thighs. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity, I quickly moved behind her and stuck my phone under her skirt. Between 10:23:37 and 10:40, I only lingered under her skirt for a little over two seconds, less than three seconds, before capturing that sacred scene: the view under her skirt! Between her thighs was a white, boxer-legged shorts, the kind with embroidered patterns and a mesh front. There was a stain on the crotch, likely from vaginal discharge. The excitement I felt when I reached under her skirt was immense; my heart was pounding in my throat. The excitement was no less than having sex with a woman. Looking back now, I realize I was a bit timid; I could have taken more pictures under her skirt. But being careful was good; she didn't notice anything, which gave me more opportunities to take pictures later.

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