An absurd affair with the beautiful manager

Immediately after my discharge from the military, I applied for a car loan specialist position at a private bank. Having graduated from a business school, I had always planned to work in a bank, especially since I love cars, and my uncle is a used car dealer, so I wasn't worried about my sales. This job was really satisfying. Because the bank's deposit and remittance departments were separate from its loan departments, almost half of our office staff were involved in consumer finance, including mortgages, car loans, and other credit matters. The other half consisted of assistants handling credit investigations and loan disbursements. Our car loan department head was the assistant manager, overseeing all car loan business. Then there was a female supervisor in the assistant group, Yanling, born in 1962, with long hair and quite pretty. And she was... the protagonist of my story!
I remember my first day at work, being a newbie... Having no business background or connections, the assistant manager asked me to get some information on car dealers that cooperate with our bank's loan business from Xiaorou, a part-time worker in the assistant group. He wanted me to start with dealers I was familiar with and gradually expand the business scope. Of course, I didn't know who Xiaorou was at the time!
So I asked the assistant manager, who said, "It's that long-haired girl in casual clothes!" So I walked over to a long-haired girl in casual clothes who was on the phone and said, "Xiaorou, the assistant manager asked me to get some information on car dealers that cooperate with our bank's loan business from you." But she was on the phone and also looking down at her documents, so she probably didn't hear me call her! Out of politeness, I waited until she finished her call and asked her for the information again. Unexpectedly, she looked up at me but ignored me, staring at me with her large, clear eyes. I was stunned; this part-time worker was quite handsome—an oval face, slender eyebrows, clear eyes, and long, brown-streaked hair. But I noticed a hint of suspicion and displeasure in her eyes. I really wanted to tell her, "Beautiful women shouldn't be angry!" Suddenly, I heard whispers and soft laughter behind me. Just as I was feeling a bit strange, a sweet voice called my name. I thought, "Hmm! Another beautiful woman. There are so many pretty female colleagues in this company. I'm so lucky to work here." I turned around, ready to admire the woman who had called me, when… oh… what the… ghost…?!
It was a chubby girl calling me! I estimated her weight to be at least 80 kilograms. It was unbelievable! I barely managed to suppress my shock and asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
She handed me a document, her voice laced with a snicker, "I'm Xiaorou. This is the car dealer information the manager asked me to give you." After giving me the document, she returned to her seat. Her voice was that same sweet voice that had just called me. Ugh! A classic voice killer. If she worked at the 0204 telephone hotline, I'm sure her business would be booming. It's just a pity her looks and figure are a bit disappointing. I guess I called her Xiaorou because of her soft voice; her appearance and figure are anything but soft. Wait… she's Xiaorou… then who was that long-haired beauty just now? At that moment, the long-haired beauty asked me in a cold tone, "Were you calling me just now?"
I was so embarrassed. I could only apologize and say, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else!" Then she glared at me with her bright eyes, got up from her seat, and returned to her seat. She asked her colleague, Ah Zhen, who sat behind her, who the long-haired girl was. He laughed and said, "You'll find out soon enough, you don't even recognize her..." Looking back at the assistant manager, he was laughing too. Suddenly, it felt like everyone in the office was laughing at me. A short while later, the long-haired girl returned to her seat in her uniform, her expression still showing signs of anger. No wonder she was angry! Such a beautiful woman had mistaken her for that assassin, and she was a full-time employee who was treated like a part-time worker. That was wrong of me. As she passed my seat, I smiled at her, but she glared at me with a cold, almost murderous look. Good heavens! Was it really necessary to hate me so much for just mistaking someone? I glanced down at the name tag hanging around her neck… Li Yanling… Ah!
Isn't that our assistant team leader?
My fate is truly tragic. On my very first day at work, I was targeted by the notoriously difficult and demanding supervisor, as my colleagues described her. How awful! But how come she looks so young even though she's a supervisor? It's strange! Later, persuaded by other colleagues and thinking about my future, I decided to apologize to her. At lunch, I ran into Yanling and a group of female assistants in the restaurant. I originally planned to apologize to her privately, but the other colleagues said that having more people around to see me get yelled at would show my sincerity. What kind of logic is that?! Anyway, I did as they said, mustering my courage to walk to their table. Just as I was about to speak, she spoke first, saying, "You don't need to say anything. I know what you want to say. I'm eating right now, and I don't want to ruin my appetite. We can talk later!" I….﹪＆＃＊@※＊…..What the hell?!
My apology was rejected, and admitting fault wasn't entirely my fault. The assistant manager's explanation was vague, something about a "long-haired girl in casual clothes." Besides, you were the one who was late for work and missed the morning meeting, missing our new employees' self-introductions. Of course I didn't know you! Honestly, don't think you're so important just because you're pretty and a supervisor. Let me tell you, I don't give a damn about you!
Sigh! There was nothing I could do but go back to my seat and continue eating, while behind me I heard whispers and faint laughter. How pathetic! After spending some time together and getting to know each other better, we gradually forgot about that incident. Plus, I'm pretty good-looking and have a good sense of humor, so I quickly became friends with the female assistants, especially with my colleagues in the car loan business. I was much more popular than some of the older sales staff. In my mind, since we were all working together in the same group, as long as I met the company's performance targets, I would try to pass on any cases to them if they hadn't met the targets by the end of the month. We could all make money, so why be so calculating? I might help you this month, but you might help me next month. However, another female salesperson, Alan, didn't care about any of that. She took all the cases herself, and she was almost always number one every month. She often said very arrogantly:
"She's the one who drives the car loan department's performance," so her colleagues don't get along very well with her. But for some reason, Yanling and she get along very well. They often chat and laugh in the office, discussing something, and they even go to the balcony to smoke together. This makes her less appealing to me, probably because I don't smoke. I've always thought that girls who smoke have no class!
Later, I learned why my colleagues all thought Yanling was a "super-tough tigress." Actually, she was just very meticulous. For business applications, if there were missing documents, or if there were missing signatures or stamps, she wouldn't review the documents. Without reviewed documents, the application couldn't be sent to the credit department for loan approval. She was very particular about this and wouldn't be lenient. If her female assistant made a mistake, she would usually reprimand her mercilessly. No wonder my colleagues didn't like her. Plus, she was quite young to have become a manager, and she had good relationships with some of the assistant managers and managers above her, so it was inevitable that some rumors would circulate. I was still very curious about her, but because of the "mistaken identity incident,"
I didn't dare to ask her about her personal life. I remember that Sunday, I was at my uncle's car dealership, chatting and drinking tea with some salespeople, trying to build relationships—knowing more car dealers would help my sales performance. Then, I saw two women looking at cars through the window. Hey! Wasn't that Yanling and Alan?!
I immediately went out to greet them. It turned out that Yanling wanted to buy a car and invited Alan to come and look at cars together. Hmm!
Having someone knowledgeable about the car market accompany you when looking at cars makes it much less likely you'll be ripped off by dealers—this trick really worked! Of course, since the buyer was both a colleague and a supervisor, and the seller was someone we knew, the price was easy to negotiate. It was clear Yanling really liked a Volkswagen Lupo, so we agreed on a price close to the dealership's cost. After receiving a deposit from Yanling, we agreed that the balance would be paid the next morning, the transfer of ownership would be completed in the afternoon, and the car could be picked up that evening. The next day, Yanling gave me the balance payment and her ID stamp so I could help her transfer the car to her name. She then asked if I could drive her to pick up the car that evening. Of course!
It's my honor to serve such a beautiful lady! While filling out forms at the vehicle inspection station, I learned that Yanling was from Penghu. I wondered if she lived alone in Taipei or with her family. I decided to ask her later that evening. After get off work, on my way to the car dealership, I asked Yanling and learned that she lived alone in Banqiao. She used to live with her sister and brother, but after her sister got married last year and her brother went to serve in the military this year, she lived alone in Taipei. Her parents and relatives all lived in Penghu; she had no one in Taipei. She had been working at the bank as a part-time worker since her second year of high school (night school) and had worked there until she graduated from her two-year vocational college—almost ten years now. Her seniority was even longer than our assistant manager's. Yes, he didn't become a full-fledged bank employee until he graduated from junior college. No wonder she became a supervisor at such a young age and is so familiar with so many senior managers in the company. As we chatted, the conversation turned to her boyfriend. She said she and her boyfriend had been together for more than three years, but her boyfriend works for an import and export trading company and often travels to mainland China for work. She said her boyfriend is about to be transferred to Taiwan and they will probably get married next year. The man who can marry her is really lucky. As for me, although I had a few girlfriends in college, I still feel that my love life is still a blank. Maybe it's because I haven't met a girl that I want to settle down with! So she comforted me, saying, "Your conditions are pretty good, you'll definitely find someone. There are many nice girls in the company who are currently single, and they all have a good impression of you. Be proactive, you'll definitely find someone." I asked her,
"In the company... who has a good impression of me?" She said, "Like Xiaozhen, Yingqi, Jiapei, Tingting, they all have a good impression of you and often mention you when they chat. Oh, and there's also Xiaorou...!"
I...＃﹪＆＊※＃... Even after the incident, she still couldn't resist teasing me, really. Later, I became more talkative with Yanling. Sometimes when I worked late, I would ask her to have dinner with everyone before going home. One day, Yanling suddenly came to ask if I was free in the afternoon and if I could go to the supervision station with her. I was free in the afternoon! Going with you is of course no problem, but don't you have to work? Although I'm in sales and don't need to come back to clock out, don't you have to work? If she had to take half a day off, she might as well take the whole day. It turned out she was planning to skip work for a few hours that afternoon to go to the vehicle inspection station. Apparently, someone had pranked her by spraying the license plate of her beloved Lupo black, so she needed to get a new one and wanted to choose a better number. She also said that her current license plate number was bad and had already caused her two minor accidents. It's like 'blaming the toilet for your pee's problem'! "1212"
is a good license plate! How could anyone say it's bad? Upon arriving at the vehicle inspection station, the same situation repeated itself. Many touts lined the roadside, blocking your car and offering to handle various inspection-related matters for you. Don't let them do it for you; their fees are exorbitant. For example, transferring vehicle ownership yourself only costs NT$500 in fees, though it involves queuing and time. While going through touts is faster, the price is at least NT$1000 or more. This is because they are well-connected with the station staff and directly handle the process behind the counter. That day, Yanling was probably in a bad mood, and with someone blocking her way, she honked her horn to get the tout out of the way. The tout sweared angrily. Good heavens! Sister, please control yourself! After parking, Yanling went to queue, while I sat and waited for her. After the new license plates were processed, as we were leaving the station, I walked ahead and she followed behind. Suddenly, I heard her scream. I turned around and... oh my god!
A man spat betel nut juice on the back of her clothes. That man was the same scalper from the inspection station whom she had honked at to get away. I rushed over to confront him. More and more people gathered around, and the man claimed that Yanling had bumped into him while walking and hadn't apologized. Eventually, someone intervened to smooth things over, and the man rode away nonchalantly. Yanling, however, was terrified by the scalper and stood to the side crying. I thought the betel nut juice on her skin was sticky and greasy, and since it was summer, the clothes stained with it would be disgusting. So I said to Yanling,
"I'll let you go home and take a shower later. I'll ask for leave for you this afternoon, so you don't have to go back to the company." I think at that moment, all she could do was nod and cry. In the car, she sat in the back seat and asked me to take off my shirt for her. She told me not to turn around, but while she was changing, I couldn't resist peeking in the rearview mirror. Wow, she had a really nice figure, quite large breasts, and she was wearing a bright red bra. It made my penis hard. Later, when she took off her bra, she looked up, and I quickly looked straight ahead to avoid being driven. All the way there, I kept comforting her, telling her not to argue with this kind of person, not to be angry, and that I would take her to have her spirit undone another day.
When we arrived at her house, she asked me to sit on the sofa and wait while she took a shower, promising to return the shirt later. While she was showering, I looked around her place. It was a suite, quite clean. Next to the bed were photos of her and her boyfriend. Actually, her boyfriend wasn't bad-looking, not very handsome, and a bit chubby. Why would Yanling choose her?
It's strange! Later, Yanling came out of the shower wearing a bathrobe. I hadn't seen her take any clothes when he went in to shower, so I figured she was probably naked under the bathrobe. Thinking about it, I got hard again. Yanling opened her small refrigerator and asked me what I wanted to drink. I said anything was fine, so she took out two bottles of beer and said she wanted me to drink with her to calm her nerves. While we drank, I tried to keep her from thinking about what had just happened. When we talked about her boyfriend, she said that he wasn't actually the person she loved most, but he was really good to her, so she decided to marry him. So I asked her who she loved most.
She said it was 1212, which was her ex-boyfriend's birthday, December 12th. No wonder she said the license plate number was bad; it turns out 1212 cheated on her and dumped Yanling. She said she never wanted to meet a man like that, he was too despicable. However, Yanling said that 1212 was her first boyfriend, so she couldn't forget him. After Yanling found out that he had cheated on her, she had become self-destructive and ruined herself by seeking one-night stands to get revenge on 1212. That was so stupid. Of course, the result was only to hasten 1212's departure. Her current boyfriend is her elementary school classmate. They met by chance, and he appeared by Yanling's side when she was at her weakest emotionally. They are both from Penghu, so he takes good care of Yanling, and Yanling decided to marry him. Later, as Yanling drank, she started talking nonsense. I thought she must be drunk, so I decided to leave. But Yanling grabbed me and wouldn't let me go. Suddenly, her lips touched mine. I already wanted it, and now, in this situation, I couldn't resist. So we kissed passionately. I made Yanling lie down on the bed, and then I took off my clothes and then her bathrobe. Sure enough, she was completely naked underneath.
I was ready to go all out, so I made some preparations. I brought my laptop to watch porn, and also bought her vibrators, lubricant, drinks, and other tools online. But after I'd only been on top of her for a short while, I suddenly noticed my penis was covered in blood when I pulled it out of her vagina. I exclaimed, "You're on your period!" She got up, looked at herself, and said, "I was thinking it was due in the next couple of days." I didn't dare do anything more. We washed up, she put on a sanitary napkin and underwear, and we cuddled together on the bed watching porn on the hard drive. Imagine, I hadn't even ejaculated yet, and I was holding her while watching Japanese porn—how could I not be rock hard? Soon, my penis was as hard as an iron rod. She lay in my arms, stroking my penis with her hand, and said gently with a smile, "So hard! I'm sorry, my period came at such an inopportune time, making it suffer, haha." I told her, "It's okay, it's not just this time." But my penis was also painfully swollen, burning with desire. After watching porn for a while, Yanling vigorously stroked my penis with her hand while whispering in my ear, "You must be itching to come, right? How about I use my mouth to help you?" She then knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, sucking and spitting it in and out. Yanling's oral skills were incredibly pleasurable; her small mouth tightly held my penis, stroking it for a while before releasing it, leaving the sweet glans and testicles. If I asked her, she would lick my anus, but she wouldn't do it willingly. This time, after giving me oral sex for a while, she got up and placed a pillow under my buttocks. I knew she was going to lick my anus. I didn't expect her to be so proactive, so I lifted my buttocks to cooperate. She stuck out her tongue and began carefully licking my anus, even inserting the tip of her tongue a little further inside, which felt incredibly good. She gave me oral sex and licked my anus for a long time, making me want to ejaculate several times. Seeing that I hadn't ejaculated yet, she probably got aroused too, and said, "Why don't you wear a condom? It should be fine with a condom." I considerately said, "That wouldn't be good, let's just use my mouth." Yanling didn't insist anymore. I picked up my phone and told her I wanted to film her giving me a breastjob. She got up and placed my penis between her breasts, letting her use her breasts to stimulate it. I filmed with my phone (I had recorded many videos of us together, saved on a password-protected USB drive), watching my penis move between Yanling's two large breasts. Soon, I felt the urge to ejaculate, and I reminded her. She continued to use her breasts to stimulate my penis while opening her mouth to receive the semen. I ejaculated profusely, some semen landing in her mouth and some on her large breasts. Watching my semen flow onto her full breasts, and her mouth filled with my semen, the stimulation was indescribable. Furthermore, this was also the first time I had anal sex with Yanling. After I ejaculated on her breasts, I felt much better.
The next day when Yanling saw me at work, she blushed slightly. After that, Yanling's small apartment became our private love nest until her boyfriend was transferred back to Taiwan, ending our absurd relationship.
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