[Urban] A Life in Beijing (Complete) - Episode 12

Chapter 20

"Why did you drink so much?"

Qu Yan frowned and complained when she saw Hai Bo completely drunk.

"Qu Yan, go back inside, it's cold outside,"

Cao Shan said, helping Hai Bo along. Finally, with their combined efforts, they got inside. Closing the door made it instantly warmer.

Cao Shan looked around Hai Bo and Qu Yan's room. It was simple yet cozy, brightly lit, and with Qu Yan's careful arrangement, it had a very homey feel. He secretly envied her. If he had a woman like Qu Yan in his room, not only could he have her sexy, fair body every day, but at least his life would be more enjoyable.

Just then, Hai Bo, who was swaying on the sofa, slipped and fell to the ground. Cao Shan and Qu Yan quickly squatted down to help him up. The two stood on either side of Hai Bo, facing each other. In that instant, Cao Shan caught a close-up view of Qu Yan's underwear. Between her white, fleshy legs, a light purple silk panty was faintly visible. Qu Yan's plump vulva pushed the sexy panty out of the panty, creating an extremely alluring mound that was impossible not to notice. Qu Yan's mons pubis was plump, and even her vulva was very fleshy. The most private part was partially covered by the semi-transparent panty. The panty, which clung to her flesh, covered the vulva but revealed its fleshiness. There was also a long fleshy slit in the middle, which ran from the bottom of her vulva all the way to her plump buttocks.

Qu Yan helped Hai Bo up and was about to thank Cao Shan when her gaze shifted upwards. Before she could even force a smile, she saw Cao Shan staring intently at her crotch. Her face flushed instantly. She quickly stood up and instinctively tugged at her nightgown. Cao Shan was also embarrassed, his face red, standing there watching Qu Yan's tall, sexy figure, her full breasts heaving with her breath.

For a moment, both of them were quite awkward.

Qu Yan broke the silence first, "Cao Shan, thank you. You see, Hai Bo doesn't usually drink, who knew he'd drink so much."

Cao Shan regained his composure, rubbing his hands to ease the awkwardness, "It's nothing, we're all brothers. Hai Bo's happy today. If there's nothing else, I'll head back."

"Okay, thank you then." "You're welcome.

" Cao Shan turned to leave, and Qu Yan followed him to the door. Just as she was about to open it, Hai Bo sobered up.

"Cao Shan, come back!"

Hai Bo yelled, startling Qu Yan and Cao Shan.

Qu Yan turned around and quickly went over to persuade Hai Bo. "What are you yelling about so late at night? Cao Shan needs to go back; he has work tomorrow."

Hai Bo impatiently shoved Qu Yan aside, stood up, took a few quick steps, and pulled Cao Shan back. "Cao Shan! Did I just tell you nothing? I kept my word and put on a show for you."

"Hai Bo, you should rest. It's getting late; we can watch the show another day." Cao Shan looked at Hai Bo, who was swaying on the ground, his eyes lifeless as if he might vomit at any moment. He glanced at Qu Yan, who was wearing only a nightgown, her skin fair and sexy; he couldn't afford to offend either of them.

"Bullshit!"

Hai Bo rudely interrupted Cao Shan, grabbing his arm tightly. "Can I watch this show every day? Am I some kind of bastard? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Come on, sit down!"

Hai Bo was surprisingly strong; with a jerk and a push, Cao Shan slumped heavily onto the sofa.

Hai Bo turned around, swaying slightly as he grabbed Qu Yan's hand, stroking it and speaking earnestly, his breath reeking of alcohol, "Qu Yan, do you think Cao Shan is a good person? Isn't he?"

Qu Yan didn't understand what he wanted, so she could only nod.

Hai Bo chuckled and asked again, "Has Cao Shan helped us a lot? Isn't he? You know better than me that he's been helping you. He borrowed so much money from us, how are we going to pay it back? We can't possibly pay it back."

Qu Yan sensed something was amiss and thought Hai Bo was trying to renege on the debt under the influence of alcohol. She was a little unhappy and said to Hai Bo with a sullen face, "Hai Bo, whether we have money or not, Cao Shan helped us by borrowing money from us. He doesn't have any money either, we have to pay it back, even if we have to ask for it when we get home!"

Cao Shan felt it was better not to make things worse and quickly said, "Don't worry, Hai Bo, there's no rush to pay it back!"

"You two shut up!"

Hai Bo retorted. "Did I say I wouldn't pay it back? Do you

think I, Haibo, am that kind of person?" He stared at the two of them before turning back to Qu Yan and saying, "Qu Yan, I'm not that kind of person. I'm even more anxious than you are. But even if you borrow money from a bank, you have to pay interest, right? We see Cao Shan all the time, going to and from work together, shouldn't we at least do something for him?"

Qu Yan was confused again, waiting for him to continue.

"Hehe,"

Haibo chuckled bitterly, shaking his head and remaining silent for a long time before suddenly raising his head and saying to Qu Yan, "Wife, how about we put on a show for Cao Shan?"

Qu Yan was even more confused and hurriedly asked, "What show?"

"Hehe,"

Haibo continued to chuckle bitterly, his smile more like a grimace. He whispered, "I just promised Cao Shan I'd let him see your butt and your private parts."

After he finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent. Neither Qu Yan nor Cao Shan understood what was going on. Cao Shan hurriedly waved his hands, "Qu Yan, no, no..."

Before Cao Shan could explain, Qu Yan understood. She was somewhat at a loss, yet her anger surged. She never expected that Hai Bo, who usually doted on her like a treasure, would come up with such a terrible idea—to make her expose her body to Cao Shan as interest on the money she borrowed from him.

"Hai Bo! What did you say?"

Qu Yan's voice trembled with anger.

Hai Bo also raised his voice, very dissatisfied that Qu Yan had disrespected him in front of Cao Shan. "Do I have to repeat myself? I'm telling you to lift your skirt and let Cao Shan see your big butt! Is that alright?"

Hai Bo almost shouted.

"No!"

Qu Yan almost shouted back. "Get off me!"

Qu Yan couldn't take it anymore. She was already disgusted by Hai Bo's drunken state earlier, but she never expected that Hai Bo, who was usually so nice, could be so dark-hearted! She angrily pushed Haibo aside, walked to Caoshan's side, calmed herself down, and said to Caoshan as calmly as possible, "Caoshan, Haibo has had too much to drink. You should go home first."

Caoshan had wanted to leave for a while, and as he got up, he explained, "Qu Yan, this really wasn't my intention, please don't misunderstand." Qu Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak, she just nodded mechanically and was about to see him out.

But unexpectedly, Haibo really got angry. He rushed to the shelf by the door, grabbed a kitchen knife, held it above his head, his eyes bloodshot, glaring angrily, and shouted, "Don't go! Caoshan, sit down!"

The two were terrified. Caoshan quickly sat back down on the sofa, and Qu Yan said angrily and impatiently, "Haibo, haven't you caused enough trouble?!"

She stepped forward to take the knife away.

Haibo, fueled by alcohol, swung it wildly, almost hurting Qu Yan. She was so frightened that she quickly retreated, hands on her hips, panting and glaring at Haibo, but there was nothing she could do.

Hai Bo, one hand on his hip and the other pointing a knife at Qu Yan, demanded, "Qu Yan! Are you trying to embarrass me? You won't listen to me, will you?"

"What do you want me to listen to?"

Qu Yan yelled at him, but didn't dare approach.

"Fine, fine, you're all set. I'm nothing, I can't earn money, and so many people are after my wife. You won't listen to me? Fine! I'll kill myself right here! You won't let Cao Shan see your backside, you won't give me face, I'll fucking die right here!"

With that, Hai Bo reached for the knife and started slashing himself. This scare terrified Qu Yan. She was horrified and nearly collapsed after Hai Bo returned. Qu Yan covered her face and wept, screaming, "I'll take it off, I'll take it off, okay?!"

Qu Yan was utterly humiliated. She closed her eyes in anguish, hoping it would ease her pain. Turning away from Cao Shan, her hands trembled as she reached into her nightgown, a mixture of shame and helplessness in her expression. She hated heaven, earth, and herself; how could things have come to this? Qu Yan slowly pulled down her panties, gently lifting her legs to remove them. Clutching them in her hands, she felt a chill run down her spine as she felt completely naked beneath her skirt, her heart sinking even deeper. Qu Yan's mind went blank. She sobbed, her brow furrowed, her teeth clenched, as she slowly lifted her nightgown.

The moment Qu Yan turned around, Cao Shan froze. He couldn't believe his eyes, watching as Qu Yan removed her panties and lifted her skirt. The pristine white nightgown rose slowly like a stage curtain, and he finally saw it! He saw the large buttocks of Qu Yan, the woman he had longed for day and night!

Sometimes Cao Shan would deliberately walk behind Qu Yan to feast his eyes on her plump buttocks, but he usually only saw her wearing a skirt or pants, mostly just her shape. But now, Qu Yan's white, voluptuous buttocks were truly exposed to him.

Qu Yan's waist wasn't slender, but her hips were wide and her buttocks round, still showing the most alluring vase shape. Those big buttocks were extremely round, and the two snow-white mounds gleamed with a soft, jade-like glow under the light. Qu Yan's two thick, long legs were tightly pressed together, her lower body full, round, and fleshy, with almost no gap between her buttocks and legs. But Cao Shan still stared intently at the area below her big buttocks, between her legs, where he could vaguely see sparse pubic hair. Qu Yan trembled with shame, and her plump buttocks quivered slightly. It was too damn tempting. Cao Shan's eyes were glued to her.

Qu Yan couldn't take it anymore. Trembling, she pulled her skirt down again, the curtain falling like a curtain, ending this fleshy symphony.

"Are you satisfied now!"

Qu Yan yelled at Hai Bo, throwing the purple panties she was holding at his face. She was extremely aggrieved and couldn't help but burst into tears.

But unexpectedly, Hai Bo, for some reason, drunkenly picked up a kitchen knife and slurred, "Wife, I promised Cao Shan I'd look at your lower half. Turn around and spread your legs." "No!"

Qu Yan truly broke down. She had already been so humiliated, taking off her panties in front of her boyfriend and showing her big buttocks to her classmates, but she absolutely couldn't act like a lewd woman, spreading her legs and letting others see her private parts. Even if Hai Bo chopped her up, she couldn't. Qu Yan was so angry that her whole body went weak, and she swayed, squatting on the ground and crying loudly.

Seeing this, Cao Shan knew he had to step in. He had already seen Qu Yan's big buttocks, the one he fantasized about day and night. Although he really wanted to see what Qu Yan's genitals looked like, the one he fantasized about every night, even though he had seen them clearly when he spied on Qu Yan bathing, being so close, examining them closely, and even smelling the fishy odor of her genitals, was a completely different kind of enjoyment. But thinking about it was one thing, doing it was another! First, seeing Qu Yan like this, she would never do it. Second, when Hai Bo sobered up tomorrow, wouldn't he fight him to the death?

"Enough!"

Cao Shan angrily sat up from the sofa. "Hai Bo! Don't make things difficult for Qu Yan! If you're not satisfied, just kill me! Making your girlfriend do something like this, are you even a man?!"

He bet Hai Bo wouldn't dare, and strode towards him.

Cao Shan won his bet. Hai Bo threw down the kitchen knife with a clang, sat on the ground, and began to wail, "I'm not a man, I'm not a man! I'm useless, what kind of thing did I do! I'm not a man!"

Cao Shan felt a weight lifted from his shoulders; the situation was a bit difficult to manage, but it was a matter between the two of them. Cao Shan ignored Hai Bo, silently picked up Qu Yan's underwear, and then went over to help Qu Yan up, gently saying, "It's alright, it's alright."

"Thank you!"

Qu Yan, her eyes brimming with tears, was helped up by Cao Shan, looking at him gratefully with her large, teary eyes, which touched his heart. Actually, Cao Shan had some ulterior motives in helping Qu Yan. He knew Qu Yan wasn't wearing underwear, and the moment he helped her up, Qu Yan didn't care anymore, standing up naturally. Cao Shan caught a glimpse of her bare private parts; Qu Yan was so fair, her pubic hair sparse yet dark, the black and white contrast incredibly beautiful. Cao Shan clicked his tongue in admiration. Qu Yan's cunt was fucking fat.

The farce should have ended. But Hai Bo, for some reason—perhaps regret for what he had just done, or perhaps Cao Shan's advances towards Qu Yan provoked him—he didn't know.

Hai Bo, after all that, was either drunk or insane. He suddenly stood up, shoved Cao Shan aside as if he didn't exist, and then practically pounced on Qu Yan, grabbing her and throwing her onto the bed, then pressing heavily against her alluring, voluptuous body.

Hai Bo grabbed Qu Yan's skirt and lifted it up, stripping her naked in almost a second, then unzipping his pants and kicking them down. Cao Shan, stunned, also saw it. If he was an XXL, then Hai Bo was a size S.

Half-conscious, half-dazed, Hai Bo forcefully spread Qu Yan's thighs, his fingers pinching the hard, burning-hot penis with its purplish-red glans, skillfully sliding it into Qu Yan's vagina.

"Wife, give it to me, give it to me!"

Haibo roared, grabbing Qu Yan's exposed, full breasts without a care, his penis pressing firmly between Qu Yan's spread legs, thrusting rapidly and mechanically.

Qu Yan was both ashamed and angry. Haibo's penis not only failed to relieve her itch, but only made it worse. She was angry because she was naked in front of Cao Shan, being frantically fucked by her boyfriend, her thick, long, white legs spread wide open in the air because Haibo was fucking her from below. She was ashamed because she was being fucked by a man under Cao Shan's gaze, and she was getting excited, her juices flowing freely.

Cao Shan also saw it. Qu Yan's genitals were spotless, the sparse pubic hair a nice touch. Her large, round vulva was full and plump, the mound of flesh between her legs showing the tightness of Qu Yan's beautiful cunt, while the long slit showed her expansiveness. Haibo's penis was completely buried inside her; he really couldn't handle it. Perhaps Haibo could manage with petite girls, but he simply couldn't handle Qu Yan's voluptuous, sexy, and tall figure.

Even more embarrassing was that Haibo, as always, ejaculated prematurely. From the moment he penetrated her, he went at it incredibly fast, and in less than two minutes, he was flushed red, standing upright and howling. Even after ejaculating, he wouldn't stop. His limp, wet penis had already slipped out of Qu Yan's body, but he was still going at it, his small, soft, dark penis dangling wetly against Qu Yan's snow-white vulva—it was incredibly ugly.

Qu Yan's face was streaked with tears. She was naked, and Cao Shan watched helplessly as Haibo had taken her; she felt like she had been raped.

"Fuck you, you slut, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!"

Haibo didn't know where the energy came from; perhaps subconsciously, he was competitive and unwilling to admit defeat, completely unaware that he had already ejaculated and gone soft. What's worse, he started to abuse Qu Yan, first slapping her hard across the face several times, leaving red handprints on her pale cheeks. Qu Yan was terrified and tried to struggle, but Haibo grabbed her neck tightly, thrusting his penis in and out, his grip tightening as if he wanted to strangle her.

Qu Yan felt dizzy and saw stars, feeling like she was about to suffocate. At that moment, she didn't care about being naked and being fucked; tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded with Cao Shan, using her last bit of strength to cry for help, "Cao Shan, save me, save me!"

Cao Shan was also stunned. He rushed forward to grab Haibo's arm, but couldn't pull him away. Seeing that Qu Yan was about to die, he had a sudden inspiration, picked up a chair from the ground, and hurled it at her.

Hai Bo collapsed onto the bed.

Qu Yan, like a rescued lamb, struggled to her feet and threw herself into Cao Shan's arms,

sobbing uncontrollably, "Cao Shan, thank you, thank you!"

Cao Shan's mind was completely blank. He held Qu Yan's smooth, naked body, his arm around her waist, his hand caressing her incredibly plump and sexy buttocks. The flesh felt wonderful, just like the time he secretly touched her buttocks in the corridor.

Qu Yan leaned against Cao Shan's thin, small body, yet she felt an endless sense of security. His almost skin and bones made her feel even more tender towards him. Qu Yan's tenderness towards Cao Shan had been awakened after enduring unimaginable hardships, and Hai Bo's two minutes of penetration had aroused her heightened desire, acting as a catalyst.

After the shock, Qu Yan passionately embraced Cao Shan's neck, breaking down the last barrier between classmates for the first time, and passionately kissed Cao Shan's lips. As for Cao Shan, his large penis hadn't softened at all. His enormous penis rubbed against Qu Yan's swollen mons pubis through her pants, making her itch and her lower body secrete fluids again. And Cao Shan, too, was burning with desire.

Cao Shan's hands freely caressed Qu Yan's tall, fair body, the exquisite body she had longed for day and night. Her firm, steamed-bun-like breasts were mouthwatering, her incredibly sexy, plump, round buttocks comparable to Kim Kardashian's. Her tall stature, though imposing, excited him. Nightly fantasies of playing with Qu Yan's body, only found through masturbation, had now become reality.

Qu Yan's intense sexual desire was hidden deep within, only revealed to her beloved when the final barrier was broken. "Ah...ah..." At this moment, Qu Yan tightly embraced Cao Shan, his head buried between her full breasts, kissing her until she gasped softly. Like a wanton woman, Qu Yan used Cao Shan as a pole, one leg wrapped around his waist, swaying her hips and twisting her plump buttocks in seductive movements. Her raised, thick leg signified that Qu Yan had surrendered her most private parts to Cao Shan.

Cao Shan bent slightly. Qu Yan's breasts were so beautiful. They didn't look as round and firm as Zhang Ning's, but they felt incredibly soft to the touch, and the nipples in his mouth were so firm and bouncy. He reached down to Qu Yan's private parts, gently stroking the plump hot dog between her legs, about to sandwich his own sausage between them. He rubbed Qu Yan's labia with his palm, and her body trembled with excitement. Cao Shan extended his middle finger and slowly inserted it. Wow. Inserting it into her vagina was no ordinary pleasure; it was slippery, tight, and incredibly comfortable.

"Mmm... ah..."

When Cao Shan's fingers entered Qu Yan's body, she almost collapsed. When Cao Shan inserted two fingers and kept trembling, Qu Yan's buttocks twisted like a folk dance. "No... mmm... no... it's so itchy... mmm..."

Qu Yan made a desperate sound of desire. She felt waves of heat in her lower body; she knew that was her vaginal fluid flowing out from deep within her body.

Qu Yan, her chest puffed out and her large buttocks swaying, pressed her body against Cao Shan, arching and twisting. Tormented by intense desire, she felt empty and itchy. "Mmm...I...I...mmm..."

she stammered, tearing off Cao Shan's clothes and passionately caressing his thin body. Cao Shan's fingers were deeply inserted into her vagina, teasing her until she felt she needed to be more wanton to feel pleasure. Finally, Qu Yan boldly reached her hand into Cao Shan's crotch.

Qu Yan would never forget the excitement she felt when she first grasped Cao Shan's enormous penis—it was being favored, a dream come true, unimaginable joy, the torment before gratification, a complete blank of mind. She had always squeezed Hai Bo's penis, but she gripped Cao Shan's, gripping it tightly.

"So big, so hard," Qu Yan couldn't help but say, immediately blushing. Cao Shan's penis was larger than she had imagined. She had only ever tasted Haibo's small penis. Andy had also had physical contact with her in a daze, but she was in such a state of panic that she had no recollection of it. As for Cao Shan's penis, she could barely grasp it with her thumb and middle finger, and its length was terrifying; it was already sticking out of her pants, like a giant ruler.

Qu Yan's last shred of restraint and reason was shattered by Cao Shan's enormous member. She slumped against Cao Shan, holding his large penis with irresistible care, because she knew that this penis didn't belong to her; perhaps only tonight could she possess it.

"Give it to me, okay?"

Qu Yan blushed and whispered her innermost thoughts.

Cao Shan didn't speak, but simply held her tightly, leaning forward, and Qu Yan followed suit, lying down on the bed.

Everything was going smoothly. Cao Shan and Qu Yan could have perfectly merged into one, their bodies intertwined. His enormous penis would satisfy Qu Yan's pent-up desires, giving her the ultimate pleasure a man could offer, while Cao Shan could ride her on his dream horse. Unfortunately, he was greedy.

Cao Shan wanted to lick Qu Yan's genitals. He wanted her to never forget him, even if she regretted it and distanced herself from him tomorrow. As Hai Bo's girlfriend, she couldn't afford to make another mistake. But Cao Shan not only wanted to use his large penis to subdue Qu Yan, but also to lick her private parts, working from both ends to make her unforgettable.

Cao Shan initially succeeded. When he kissed Qu Yan's lower abdomen, she knew what he was about to do, quickly opening her legs, her body convulsing with excitement.

Looking at the white, beautiful flesh before him, Cao Shan's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He grabbed Qu Yan's thick calf with one hand, his calf taut with excitement. He thought to himself, "Damn, those thick legs are fucking powerful, fucking thick, fucking fat."

Cao Shan could finally see her in person. Qu Yan opened her legs, revealing her vulva for him to admire. Qu Yan had a classic "steamed bun" vulva; from her thighs and buttocks to her full, rounded mounds of flesh, everything was as white as jade. Sparse pubic hair grew on her plump labia majora. He gently parted the thick, closed labia, revealing layers of pink flesh, topped with a purplish-red, throbbing clitoris, and in the middle, her overflowing vulva.

This was a completely different perspective from when he used a mirror to reflect Qu Yan in the shower; before, it was telephoto; now it was macro. Even setting aside Cheng Min's rotten, black-furred vulva, even Zhang Ning's vulva wasn't this beautiful and well-proportioned—that was a big, round steamed bun vulva! Cao Shan could no longer restrain himself and plunged his head between Qu Yan's legs.

"Ah... I can't take it... ah..."

Cao Shan's tongue licked back and forth on Qu Yan's vulva, then plunged deep inside. Qu Yan immediately went wild. She lay on the bed with her legs spread wide, holding the man's head around her private parts, rubbing his hair wildly, enjoying the immense pleasure his tongue brought to her genitals. Cao Shan's tongue swept back and forth on her clitoris, and Qu Yan couldn't take it anymore.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Each cry was louder than the last, her waist trembled wildly, and her big buttocks thrust upwards as if she were about to reach orgasm.

Cao Shan chuckled inwardly. Just a few licks and Qu Yan went crazy. Soon, his penis would make her feel like she was dying of pleasure. Thinking this, he buried his head down and began to kiss her labia.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Cao Shan's head was tightly clamped between Qu Yan's thick, fat legs, as if he were wearing earplugs, but he could tell that Qu Yan's cries were wrong, and he could feel that she was struggling.

He looked up, wiping his face, which was covered in semen, and saw Qu Yan looking terrified and helpless. He was stunned when he looked again.

There was a patch of blood where Hai Bo had been lying, his head soaked in semen. Cao Shan and Qu Yan, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, might not have been deeply in love, but physically, they were each other's most beloved. Cao Shan liked tall, strong girls, while Qu Yan liked thin, small boys. They crossed the line, and like they were under a spell, they kissed, hugged, and caressed each other, even about to make love. Sex made them forget everything around them, even Hai Bo's existence.

But now, they both came to their senses. Forgetting about embarrassment and awkwardness, Qu Yan got out of bed, pushed Cao Shan away, and hurriedly put on her clothes. Cao Shan also put on his clothes, preparing to call Jianguo to help. But Qu Yan grabbed him, whispering, "No, don't call him. It'll be hard to explain."

Hai Bo was taken to the hospital by Qu Yan and Cao Shan, where the two had a breakthrough relationship. Cao Shan and Qu Yan waited for Hai Bo to wake up at the hospital. They both agreed that it was Hai Bo who had somehow ended their absurd sexual encounter.

How could he possibly watch his girlfriend have sex with another man right next to him?

Chapter 21:

Hai Bo stayed in the hospital for three days. The good news was that he had some amnesia and didn't remember the drunken encounter. Qu Yan and Cao Shan breathed a sigh of relief. The bad news was that Hai Bo hadn't had a single client for a month, and Qu Yan also didn't have any clients to give him. With the month almost over, Hai Bo's job was in jeopardy.

Jeff had been enjoying himself immensely these past few days. He had just given Shen Si another good time in her office, and it felt incredibly good. His wife, Wang Yimei, had been like a lioness in heat for the first few days after returning from the United States, pestering him every night. Jeff, who was taking Viagra every day, was feeling a bit weak and even doubted his own virility. Jeff regained his confidence after pressing Shen Si's tall, beautiful naked body down and having a vigorous fuck.

A few days ago, Shen Si had a minor argument with Jeff, that kid Cao Shan. Jeff couldn't explain why he was jealous of Cao Shan; he just looked like her ex-boyfriend. Even if he were her ex-boyfriend, Shen Si wouldn't go back to him, let alone a substitute. He was the owner of the company, refined, wealthy, and talented, while Cao Shan was just a recent graduate, a nobody. He could only fantasize about Shen Si. What could Cao Shan offer her? Could she endure Cao Shan's penniless life? Bah! Even a cunt costs money to be fucked! Jeff was extremely relieved. He rediscovered that exhilarating feeling through sex with Shen Si. It wasn't that he was impotent, but his wife Wang Yimei's tall and ugly body simply didn't interest him.

Shen Si focused her energy on Microsoft. Jim was a scoundrel who loved to use his position to create trouble. Jim wanted to use the advertising opportunity to get Shen Si's body again and again. No one could help her with this; she had to do it herself. Wang Yimei is Jeff's wife. It's best to keep the business within the family; whether Shen Si is there or not, the orders won't go away, and even if they do, it won't be her problem. Handing it over to Cao Shan shouldn't be a problem. Besides, she's already overwhelmed; Shen Si's body now has to satisfy the desires of two men.

Ever since his relationship with Jim, Jeff not only always asks Shen Si about her experience with Jim during sex, but he's also been probing into threesomes, which disgusts Shen Si. Shen Si has always been a good student, excelling academically and actively participating in extracurricular activities. She studied dance from a young age and has a very elegant appearance, making her the object of many people's secret crushes during her school years. After entering university, everyone thought her future was incredibly bright—good grades, beautiful—for a girl, this is perfect. In fact, she was very sought after. Shen Si could have chosen to stay at the university, but her best friend was raped by a bald, elderly professor who threatened her future prospects, leaving her pregnant and ruined. She was rumored to have gone insane, while the professor, aside from a disciplinary action, was simply looking for his next target. Shen Si wanted to take the civil service exam, but her classmates gossiped that in government agencies, almost every girl with a bit of looks had been taken advantage of by her superiors. Getting into the government essentially sealed her future, and the superiors were the helmsmen of all her life goals—how could she dare not meet their demands? Some girls even married, but their husbands were just a facade; if the superiors demanded it, they had to obediently sleep with them.

Shen Si was shocked by these dark secrets. She refused to be a plaything; she wanted to succeed through her own efforts. She chose to enter the workforce, opting for freelance work, and she succeeded. At her company, she was a key member, someone capable of single-handedly changing the company's direction. She was the company's second-in-command after Jeff, and the most important person in the company. In terms of sex, her behavior seemed even more absurd than the scandalous stories she had heard before, even stooping to being fucked by two men.

Shen Si had just gone to Jim's place that morning. Jim, this out-of-town returnee from overseas, was a farmer. Despite his respectable appearance and fluent English, he still retained many of the bad habits of rural people, such as not showering daily. The moment he took off his pants, the stench of his penis filled the air, and Shen Si never wanted to give him oral sex again. But Jim had become addicted to Shen Si's performance last time and insisted she give him oral sex. As a result, Jim, still stroking his penis, shoved it, covered in urine, into Shen Si's mouth and ejaculated twice. Afterwards, Shen Si used three wet wipes and brushed her teeth twice to get rid of the lingering odor in her mouth. After being played with by Jim, back at the company, Jeff leered and entered the office. Ever since he learned that Shen Si and Jim had been intimate, his desire for Shen Si seemed to have intensified. Using the semen Jim had ejaculated inside Shen Si, he grabbed her round, plump buttocks and pounded into her again, enjoying himself immensely. Shen Si thought bitterly, "A threesome would be better; that way I wouldn't have to run back and forth."

Shen Si knelt naked on the office sofa, her round, plump buttocks raised high. Behind her, Jeff held her round, fleshy buttocks, his penis inserted into Shen Si's wet vagina, thrusting rapidly with immense satisfaction, enjoying his lover's beautiful body. But his wife wasn't idle either, meticulously planning to offer her cunt to another man's penis. Jeff was secretly pleased. After a brief reunion with his wife, Wang Yimei, Wang Yimei no longer bothered him at night, allowing Jeff to regain his energy and resume his prowess with Shen Si. Little did he know, Wang Yimei had found a young man. If Jeff knew he'd been cheated on by a penniless young man who hadn't even graduated yet, wouldn't he be furious?

Of course, Wang Yimei had no desire for Jeff anymore; her desires were satisfied by her puppy, Chu Fei. Even a slut, if she's being satisfied by younger men, won't have any desire for her husband's familiar, uninteresting penis.

She liked to call Chu Fei a puppy, but he was more like a donkey. Ever since their first time together, Chu Fei had become hopelessly infatuated with Wang Yimei. He actively sought her out, yearning for the imposing, awe-inspiring body of this tall, married woman. Every time they met, Chu Fei spared no effort in fulfilling Wang Yimei's various demands. He would beat her, torture her, and even urinate on her face; as long as she was willing, he wouldn't refuse. Wang Yimei was his queen.

Wang Yimei was 1.9 meters tall and loved wearing high heels. Her breasts were as full as water balloons, and her buttocks were as round and plump as a washbasin. For Chu Fei, these were things he could only dream of. Even when he fantasized and masturbated, he never imagined such a tall and sexy young woman could become his lover. The only flaw was that while Wang Yimei's legs were fair and long, they were too thick—calling them elephant legs wouldn't be an exaggeration. Chu Fei still preferred girls with slender legs. But thick legs couldn't stop Chu Fei's intense desire for Wang Yimei. So perfect, so exciting, so sexy, what did it matter if her legs were a little thick? Chu Fei loved having Wang Yimei bend over and hug her big white buttocks while he fucked her hard. He almost had to stand on tiptoe, and she had to spread her legs wide so his large penis could reach her cunt. When he grabbed Wang Yimei's round, gleaming white buttocks and thrust his penis deep into her warm, slippery, and not-so-tight vagina, he went mad, fucking her relentlessly until his semen filled her cunt, and he kept going.

Finally, both of them were exhausted before they stopped; Wang Yimei's legs were too limp to close.

Chu Fei liked tall women like Wang Yimei, and Wang Yimei liked his slender, young body. It was a mutual attraction, each getting what they wanted. But what Wang Yimei truly desired was to conquer Cao Shan. How so? Aside from the fact that she considered Cao Shan Shen Si's boyfriend, Wang Yimei genuinely liked Cao Shan. She was even willing to support him, providing for his food, drink, and entertainment, just to be with him. Chu Fei? At most, she'd pay for the hotel room. That was the difference. Wang Yimei wasn't satisfied with just Chu Fei; she wanted Cao Shan too. She wanted to seduce Cao Shan until he gave in.

When Cao Shan first went to deliver documents to Wang Yimei, he was startled upon entering. Wang Yimei's long hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head, exuding the charm and efficiency of a white-collar woman. She was even more alluring than when he first met her. Behind her black-rimmed glasses, her eyes, adorned with long mascara and eyeliner, seemed to flutter. Although Wang Yimei wasn't conventionally beautiful, she still possessed a certain femininity with makeup. Cao Shan considered Wang Yimei's figure to be nothing short of imposing, yet she wore heels over 10 centimeters high, making her appear over two meters tall—excessively so. This senior executive of a large international company, Wang Yimei, that day wore nothing but a tight-fitting, off-white cashmere jumpsuit, the deep V-neck revealing her long, white neck and deep cleavage.

Her full breasts strained against the elastic fabric, highlighting her alluring hemispheres; even the silhouette alone was incredibly seductive. Wang Yimei's shapely figure was encased in a cashmere miniskirt, making her incredibly sexy. Her curves were on full display: a smooth abdomen, a cinched waist, and a wide, plump, round, and pert bottom. Her shapely figure seemed to burst free from the constraints of the fitted skirt, revealing her enviable curves. Back then, the term "short-waist" wasn't common, but her skirt was exactly that—the hem tightly hugged her rounded hips, stopping abruptly at the top of her thighs. Below the hem were two long, thick, beautiful legs, clad in black stockings that no man could resist—shiny black stockings!

Wang Yimei's advances towards Cao Shan weren't limited to her appearance; she relentlessly pursued him in every way, from her actions to her behavior. The first time she delivered documents, a condom was conspicuously placed on the coffee table. Seeing Cao Shan notice it, she elegantly picked it up with a flirtatious wink and slowly slipped it into the drawer under the coffee table. The second time, Wang Yimei asked him to retrieve documents from her desk drawer. Upon opening it, he was astonished to find a thick, long artificial penis, wet and clearly recently used. He glanced at Wang Yimei in surprise, but instead of blushing, she smiled seductively at him. That time, he was a little overwhelmed.

Wang Yimei was absolutely the kind of woman Cao Shan dreamed of—tall, sexy, every part of her body exuding alluring female hormones, teasing the boy before her. She knew Cao Shan liked tall women, so she satisfied him, letting him have his fill of admiration.

The most frustrated one was Cao Shan. Yes, he liked tall women, strong and robust, with big legs, big buttocks, and big breasts; mature women were even better. But Wang Yimei, well, she went too far in every way. She was too tall, too strong, with a huge butt and thick legs. Wang Yimei's round calves—good heavens, no exaggeration—were thicker than his thighs; it was a bit hard to accept. That was secondary; the main thing was that Wang Yimei was Jeff's wife, the boss's wife! He dared not cross that line. Besides, he disliked Wang Yimei's aggressive attitude and strong personality. She was a complete career woman, while Cao Shan preferred physical exchanges that transcended love, not just simple sexual intercourse, and he disliked being treated like prey.

Wang Yimei called Cao Shan, asking him to bring some documents. Actually, what documents did she need to bring for such a trivial advertisement? She just wanted to meet him, to find an opportunity.

The car stopped at the entrance of Apple's headquarters, and Cao Shan nervously took the elevator, clutching the documents. Wang Yimei's bold actions the previous two times had truly frightened Cao Shan. Even if Wang Yimei was like Lin Chi-ling, he couldn't afford to play that game.

Cao Shan fantasized that it would be best if that shrew Wang Yimei wasn't there. He could leave his documents and go; he didn't want anything to do with the general manager's wife—that would be a recipe for disaster. Unfortunately, Wang Yimei wasn't just there; she was waiting for him, dressed provocatively.

Every time Wang Yimei knew Cao Shan was coming, she would prepare in advance, telling her secretary not to disturb him and to keep out unauthorized personnel. Then she would take off her dignified, conservative suit and change into a sexy outfit—just for Cao Shan. If her colleagues saw her dressed like a prostitute, she would become the talk of the company the next day.

Wang Yimei was still wearing that sexy, cream-colored cashmere fitted mini-skirt, paired with high heels and black stockings.

Wang Yimei sat provocatively on the sofa; the tight skirt barely covered her large, round buttocks, exposing her thighs. Seeing Cao Shan arrive, she smiled and led him to the opposite sofa. Wang Yimei shifted her legs occasionally, her sexy purple panties peeking out, making Cao Shan's blood boil.

"Cao Shan, did you bring the documents?"

Wang Yimei's long, shapely legs, encased in black stockings, opened and crossed again. Cao Shan was extremely embarrassed, practically staring at the ceiling.

"Yes, Manager Wang, I brought them."

Cao Shan tilted his head back, looking like he had a nosebleed, which looked quite comical and made Wang Yimei chuckle.

"Hehe, just call me Ivy. What are you doing? Is there something pretty on the ceiling?"

Wang Yimei deliberately teased him.

"No, no."

Cao Shan was extremely nervous. This tigress seemed like she was about to devour him at any moment. Didn't she know he was an employee of her husband's company? So blatantly teasing him.

"What do you mean no? Afraid I'll eat you? Little thing, am I that scary?"

Wang Yimei winked at him coquettishly. She wasn't exactly pretty.

"No, no."

Cao Shan just hoped nothing bad would happen today and tried to say as little as possible.

"Okay, tell me about them."

Wang Yimei, feeling awkward, stood up and paced around the office.

Cao Shan didn't know what she wanted to hear, but he knew her real intentions weren't what they seemed, so he picked up the documents and started reading. As he read, he glanced at Wang Yimei every now and then. Wang Yimei had her back to him; her tight cashmere skirt hugged her tall figure, and her long, thick legs, encased in black stockings, were incredibly alluring. She wore sexy high heels, and wow, her height of over two meters made her unique sexiness and visual impact impossible to ignore. Especially her round, large buttocks. Cao Shan had never experienced such a round, plump, and sexy buttocks on either Zhang Ning or Cheng Min. His continued interest in Qu Yan was largely due to Qu Yan's voluptuous and sexy buttocks. But Wang Yimei's buttocks were even larger than Qu Yan's. Looking at them, he thought, "Damn, those buttocks are huge! I can't even hug them!" Wang Yimei's tight dress was incredibly sexy, cinching her buttocks tightly. With each step she took, her full buttocks trembled slightly. Even a slight bend or a large step would reveal her exposed skin.

Just as Cao Shan was staring blankly at Wang Yimei's backside, she suddenly turned around. Wang Yimei looked at him with a smile, making him feel incredibly embarrassed, like a thief caught red-handed. "Why aren't you reading anymore? What are you looking at?"

"No, nothing," Cao Shan's excuse became his go-to excuse, and he quickly turned his head away.

Wang Yimei smiled as if she could read his mind. She knew he was interested; at least he was interested in her body. Wang Yimei strolled

back to the sofa, gently lifting her long leg and crossing it. Before Cao Shan could even look at her, a cry of "Ouch!" rang out, and Wang Yimei doubled over in pain, clutching her leg.

"Cao Shan, quick, quick, I... I have a leg cramp, help me fix it... my leg..."

Wang Yimei placed one long leg on the coffee table, her legs naturally spread apart, revealing her fair thighs and the area under her purple panties. Cao Shan's scalp tingled. He thought, "Damn it, another cramp? Last time Tang Jing had a leg cramp and almost raped him, and now you're having a leg cramp too." But seeing Wang Yimei's pained expression, he couldn't ignore it. He quickly knelt down in front of her, took off her high heels, and spread her feet, thinking, "Wow, these feet are huge.

" "Ouch, it hurts..."

Wang Yimei spoke with a hint of coquettishness, naturally bending her legs, revealing even more of her pubic area. The tall woman before Cao Shan was a vast expanse of white skin, her long legs, tightly bound in black stockings, spread almost as if in the act of doing something, making him unable to resist stealing glances. This one glance nearly drove him to madness. Wang Yimei's purple panties were made of mesh, like the crocheted coasters her family used to wear when she was a child; although it wasn't immediately clear, the dark patch between her legs and the straight pubic hair were clearly visible. This wasn't Cao Shan's fault; the distance was simply too close.

Between Wang Yimei's fair thighs, the woman's most private parts were right before Cao Shan's eyes. Her long legs and the plump, tender vulva swayed slightly with her breathing, and the unique, slightly fishy smell of her skirt wafted into his nose. Cao Shan felt his blood rush to his head; he was seduced by Wang Yimei. If this woman, spreading her legs and exposing her private parts to him, weren't his boss's wife, or a client he couldn't afford to offend, he would have made his move.

Wang Yimei exposing her private parts to Cao Shan was, for her, a shameless act that crossed moral boundaries.

She thought it was foolproof; she hadn't gone to this much trouble when she seduced Chu Fei. But she found that Cao Shan didn't make a move. She felt discouraged, ashamed, and then angry, and she exploded.

"What are you looking at?"

Before Cao Shan could look away, Wang Yimei suddenly became agitated. She kicked him, sending him sprawling to the ground, then walked up to him, spread her legs, put her hands on her hips, and looked down at him. "What are you looking at? Tell me what you were looking at just now, Cao Shan! I never expected you to be this kind of person! Christie sent you to work with me because I valued your integrity and honesty, but what about you? The way you looked at me when you came in today was off, you were talking irrelevantly, and you were peeking at my butt. I asked you to help me stretch my legs, and you took advantage of my vulnerability to peek at my crotch! You, you, you, what were you thinking?"

Faced with Wang Yimei's barrage of insults, Cao Shan was dumbfounded, completely confused as to why he suddenly found himself in the wrong. "You slut, you've been trying to seduce me in every way imaginable. If I didn't look at you, I'd be doing you a disservice. I did look, and you got all worked up?

I peeked at you? Don't even mention seducing me. Right now, you're all over the place, legs spread wide, and I'm lying on the ground. I can still see everything under your skirt."

Cao Shan couldn't lash out, no matter how wronged he felt. First, he was definitely in the wrong; he was Jeff's employee, and Wang Yimei was Jeff's wife. Who would Jeff side with if his employee was spying on his wife? Even a fool could figure it out. Second, if Wang Yimei lost her temper and made a big deal out of it, the advertisement wouldn't go through, and Cao Shan would lose his job.

It was clear Wang Yimei was deliberately picking a fight, but Cao Shan had to endure it. He quickly stood up, bowed his head, and apologized.

"Ivy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, please forgive me," he said, sounding utterly terrified.

"Hmph,"

Wang Yimei sneered, standing almost touching him. Wearing high heels, Wang Yimei was over 2 meters tall, while Cao Shan, in leather shoes, was only about 1.7 meters. With his head bowed, he was right in front of Wang Yimei's chest, making him extremely awkward—unable to look up or down.

Wang Yimei, not one to back down, continued, "Look at you, so young, yet so cunning. No money, no skills, can't get a girlfriend, so you look at other women? Who am I? I'm your general manager's wife! Do you think you can just look at me like that? What would Jeff think if he knew? I'll definitely talk to him about this tonight. I'll teach you out-of-towners a lesson!"

Anyone who's worked in Beijing knows how offensive the term "outsider" is.

But Cao Shan knew the seriousness of the consequences and didn't care about dignity anymore. He wouldn't dare talk back, not even if you called him a grandson. He'd never encountered anything like this before, being falsely accused and forced to comply. He was just too lowly to offend her. He hurriedly said, "Sister Ivy, it's not what you think. If I really offended you, I apologize. It was my fault, please forgive me." While apologizing, Cao Shan cursed himself inwardly. He thought, "What a coward! This grandson is acting so damn pathetic. In the past, I would have definitely fought back if I was wronged." But when faced with something like this, he felt like a pawn being manipulated, and he couldn't stand up for himself.

Cao Shan made up his mind that no matter what, it was his own fault for not resisting temptation. Since things had come to this, he had to make a clean break. He knew Wang Yimei was picking on him and was also challenging Shen Si. If Jeff found out, not only would he be in deep trouble, but Shen Si would also be embarrassed.

Just as Cao Shan steeled himself to face Wang Yimei's barrage of questions, Wang Yimei unexpectedly laughed, her tone softening. "Hahaha, Cao Shan, I thought you were a hot-blooded young man, but I didn't expect you to be so pragmatic. To be a qualified salesperson, the first thing you need to learn is to read people's expressions and understand their needs. Then you need to be obedient and meet their needs. That's how you get what you want. Understand?" It turned out

Wang Yimei was using a little trick to teach him a small lesson.

Cao Shan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "I understand, I know."

"Good. Given what happened just now, I could easily sue you for indecent assault. Think about it, what would you do if that happened?"

Wang Yimei sat back down on the sofa with a cold smile, then casually asked, "Is Shen Si your girlfriend?"

"Huh?"

Caught off guard by Wang Yimei's question, Cao Shan didn't know what to say and could only awkwardly reply, "Well, not really, just...just started."

"Just started? What a 'just started.' Do you think you're good enough for her? Her clothes are worth two months' salary of yours, her watch is worth half a year's salary, her shoes are worth three months' salary, her bag is worth a year's salary. How long have you been working?"

Wang Yimei stared intently at him, making Cao Shan's heart pound with fear.

"These...she bought all these things herself. I don't have any money."

Cao Shan was filled with trepidation. Logically speaking, he had quite a temper, but this Wang Yimei completely overwhelmed him in both height and aura, like a peasant before liberation meeting a nouveau riche, or like ordinary people encountering a corrupt official today. It was obvious he could confront her, but he just didn't dare.

"Fine, I hope you're her boyfriend, because I want her to experience what it's like to have her lover taken by someone else,"

Wang Yimei muttered to herself.

"Miss Ivy, if there's nothing else, I'll be going!"

Cao Shan didn't want to stay a second longer and practically fled.

"You'd better listen! Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to make you regret it!"

Wang Yimei said, watching Cao Shan's retreating figure. Although Wang Yimei hadn't managed to get Cao Shan, it had been exciting enough. She knew that if she weren't Jeff's wife, that little boy might have pounced on her. When Cao Shan stared at her crotch, his eyes were practically spitting fire. She thought, "My body is still quite popular, isn't it?" Her thigh had just touched that little thing's member, and it was so hard it was bulging against her pants, making her incredibly aroused. The biggest dilemma facing Wang Yimei was this: since her attempts to seduce Cao Shan hadn't worked, what else could she do? Should she strip naked and rape him? Although Wang Yimei wanted Cao Shan, she wasn't that despicable. Besides, even for a moment when she opened her thighs towards him, she hesitated. Cao Shan sat in the taxi, watching the bustling traffic outside the window, the people hurrying by on bicycles, and the huddled crowds on the bus, their brows furrowed in depression. Yes, at least he didn't have to squeeze onto the crowded bus like them anymore, but was that progress? Why wasn't he happy at all? Instead, he felt more anxious and depressed. And he knew in his heart that Wang Yimei's relentless pursuit of him might mean betraying Zhang Ning once again.

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