My True Office Romance

Chapter 1

About three years ago, I applied for a mid-level management position at an insurance company. They felt I met all the requirements and invited me for an interview.

It was a Thursday afternoon, and I'll never forget that day. It was the first time I saw Nana, a near-perfect girl.

I arrived at the company dressed impeccably in a suit. The first thing I saw upon entering was her—fair skin, shoulder-length black hair. Her features were delicate, her lips slightly upturned, and her smile was like springtime, even her eyes seemed to smile.

Upon first seeing her, we sized each other up for a few seconds, and at that moment, I felt a mutual attraction. She introduced herself with a smile and confidence: "Hello, my name is Nana, I'm the receptionist." I said, "Hello, my name is Zheng Si."

Next, she led me to a small meeting room and said, "I'll get you the forms, please wait a moment." Then she turned and left, her back view so captivating. She

was about 1.6 or 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white suit with black stockings. The skirt tightly hugged her rounded hips, her waist swaying gently. Her legs were full and straight, and seemed very strong—just my type. At that moment, I thought to myself, I have to get into this company, no matter what.

A little while later, she came in with a stack of papers and placed them on my desk. She stood to my right, bending over to show me how to fill them out. Even though we were a distance apart, I could still smell a faint scent of perfume, and I caught a glimpse of her ample breasts.

I spent about an hour completing these intelligence-test-like papers and then handed them to Nana. About five minutes later, she led me to the manager's office. To my surprise, the general manager was a woman in her thirties named Shanya. We talked for about an hour, and I was told that I would officially start work next Monday. When I left the company, I made a point of saying goodbye to Nana. She seemed happy and whispered, "See you on Monday." I replied, "Yeah, see you on Monday." At that moment, those two short sentences seemed to mean something; I felt my heart racing.

When I got home, I told my girlfriend, Miao'er, about my successful interview. We had been together for two years. Miao'er was an understanding, sweet, and affectionate girl. Although she's only 160cm tall, she has an absolutely stunning figure; her 54E breasts are simply breathtaking. Every time we make love, I feel incredibly satisfied. Logically, with a girlfriend like that, I shouldn't have any other thoughts, but Nana's image just wouldn't leave my mind.

On Monday, I excitedly arrived at my new company. First, of course, Nana showed me around and introduced me to my colleagues. This company rented floors 50-52 of the building. The management and finance departments were on the 52nd floor, while the sales departments were on the 50th and 51st. There weren't many colleagues on the entire 52nd floor; including finance, HR, training, and secretaries, there were only about 20 people in total. My seat was in the corner, and sitting in front of me was a tall, beautiful woman over 170cm tall named Xixi, who was in charge of data. Since my work required her data support, building a good relationship with her was inevitable.

The first day, besides getting familiar with the work, reviewing reports, and attending my welcome party at noon, wasn't anything special.

For the next six months, work and life were relatively peaceful, but the relationship between Nana and me slowly became more complicated. I could sense that she was always finding excuses to appear in front of me, and I often found myself unconsciously heading towards the front desk. I felt that we were both intentionally or unintentionally trying to seduce each other, but neither of us said anything. I didn't know how long this situation would last. My intense desire for Nana grew stronger every day, and I believed she felt the same way.

Sometimes, I would make an excuse to work overtime and, after all my colleagues had left, go to Nana's seat alone. I would kneel down, bury my face in her chair, and inhale deeply the slightly damp scent mixed with the fragrance of her clothes and body. I would fantasize about her wearing stockings, sitting on my face with her full, round buttocks, and then moaning softly, her high breasts trembling slightly... Whenever this happened, I would take out my penis and masturbate, then ejaculate on her chair and wipe it away with a tissue. Sometimes I would even pick up her high heels that she had taken off and inhale their sour smell.

Chapter Two

The end of the year was fast approaching, and due to the need to boost sales, overtime was the norm, even on weekends.

That day, Sunday, I arrived at the company early to write a report. As soon as I entered, I saw the empty reception desk. I thought to myself, "Ah, if only working in the reception department required overtime." Back at my desk, I couldn't relax. My mind was filled with Nana's smiling face, her full breasts and buttocks, and her straight legs in black stockings.

I couldn't take it anymore. I went straight to Nana's seat, pulled out my penis, and started masturbating. Although I knew there might be surveillance cameras somewhere, I couldn't stop. When I finished and was wiping the chair, I looked up and suddenly saw Xixi standing outside the company door. Because it was a glass door facing the reception desk, she could clearly see me in Nana's seat, but I didn't know how much she saw.

Xixi pushed the door open, tilted her head back, gave me a mysterious smile, and asked, "Manager Zheng, what are you looking for here?"

My face flushed, and I tried to remain calm: "Ah, I asked Nana to collect a fax for me a few days ago, but I forgot about it later. I just remembered and came to look for it." "Why are you working overtime today too?"

Xixi's eyes darted over my body and the desk, and she said, "Yes, I haven't finished my data. Aren't you in a hurry?" "Since you're here today, I'll give it to you as soon as I'm done." With that, she turned and walked to her seat.

Xixi was dressed casually today, in a light blue gauze blouse, her hair loosely braided and hanging down her right side. She wore denim shorts and patterned black stockings. This outfit made her long legs look incredibly sexy.

I thought to myself, this young woman, who's only been out of school for a year, is quite clever. She's always quick and accurate with whatever I ask, saving me a lot of trouble.

After a while, I returned to my seat and continued working. The only sounds in the office were the typing of Xixi and me. For some reason, this silence made my heart race.

Damn, so frustrating. I got up and went to the break room, made myself a cup of coffee, and tried to calm myself down. Actually, Xixi is quite pretty, tall and well-proportioned, with a lively and cheerful personality; she's almost as beautiful as Nana, if not equally so. But my feelings for her are never as strong as my feelings for Nana. As I was thinking, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw Xixi standing in front of me, holding her adorable Hello Kitty cup.

I smiled and said, "What's wrong? Tired of working?"

She leaned against the wall, legs crossed, and replied, "It's alright. I think working overtime on Sundays is pretty good. The office is quiet, no one bothers me, and my work efficiency is high. It's better than being alone at home."

I was a little surprised and said, "You don't have a boyfriend? How could someone as pretty as you?"

She laughed and said, "I'm too tall, 1.73 meters. I need to find someone at least 1.8 meters tall, and I like handsome guys who are financially stable. So, currently, no one meets my requirements. I was thinking of pursuing you, but I heard you have a girlfriend."

I didn't know how much of what she said was true and how much was a joke, but I felt quite pleased and couldn't help but start to take a closer look at her.

Long hair, fair skin, oval face, and watery eyes that seemed to see right through people. She had two dimples when she smiled. Through her white gauze shirt, I could almost see her bra and her fair chest. Her crossed legs looked exceptionally long. I really wanted to pounce on her, pull down her shorts, and have my way with her.

Seeing that I was staring at her blankly without saying anything, Xixi suddenly blushed, turned around, and walked away.

Realizing my lapse in composure, I gave a wry smile and returned to my seat.

Chapter 3

Around noon, I heard Xixi let out a long sigh and say, "Sigh, only half done, so much."

I lowered my head and casually replied, "There's no way around it. Shanya requires the report to include data from the previous two years. Give me what you've finished."

Xixi stood up, stretched, and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you now, then I'll go buy some food. What do you want? I'll get it for you."

I thought for a moment and said, "Just two salmon rice balls."

After receiving Xixi's data, I opened it and looked at it carefully. Because I hadn't been at the company for the past two years, there were some things I didn't understand. I thought I'd ask Xixi when she got back.

About half an hour later, Xixi came back, threw the bag of rice balls on my desk, and said, "Handsome, here's your lunch, plus a cup of milk tea."

I looked up and said, "Thanks! I'll give you the money later. What did you buy?"

She smiled and said, "No need, you've treated me a lot. I bought a strawberry cream cake and some potato chips." She held up the cake and waved it in front of me.

I said, "Wow, aren't you afraid of getting fat? The cake looks so delicious."

She pouted, wrinkled her nose, and said in a coquettish tone, "Do you think I'm fat? I think I've already lost weight."

I teased her deliberately: "Where are you thin? Look at you, you're all fleshy, you can barely fit in the chair."

She seemed angered by my words, suddenly straightening up and walking straight towards me, getting closer and closer until her belly was almost touching my nose. She said in a low voice, "Look closely, where are you fat?!"

My mind went blank, and I froze, sitting there. Xixi stood there motionless, a faint fragrance wafting into my nostrils, and my rationality was on the verge of collapse.

I looked up at her; she looked down at me with her dark eyes, her gaze filled with a mixture of expectation and panic.

My mind went blank; I instinctively reached out, went behind her, and gently caressed her full, round buttocks.

Xixi seemed to tremble, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she placed her hands on my cheeks, her fingers gently rubbing my ears, as if in provocation.

She aroused me, my mind consumed by lust, nothing else mattered but sex. I increased the pressure of my hands, feeling her soft buttocks flow between my palms and fingers. Then my hands traced her curves down her lower back, slowly moving upwards. Xixi closed her eyes, her hands moving even more frequently.

I pulled her close, and she straddled my lap, sitting right on my hard penis. I held her tightly, my left hand stroking her back, my right hand behind her head, pulling her sexy lips closer to mine. Xixi held my head in her hands, lowering her head in response to my movements. Our lips greedily sucked at each other, and I felt her desire was incredibly strong, as if she wanted to devour me.

At the same time, her buttocks rubbed back and forth incessantly, and through her stockings and denim shorts, I could almost feel her warm, moist vulva.

Xixi writhed and kissed, emitting muffled moans: "Mmm...mmm...oh...mmm..." I freed my hands, moved them to her chest, unbuttoned her shirt, and then went around to her back to unhook her bra.

The moment her bra fell down, a pair of fair breasts and two small pink nipples sprang out.

Xixi tilted her head back, chest out, and swept her braids behind her, presenting her firm breasts to my face, while her lower body moved even faster. I leaned forward slightly and took her left breast into my mouth; it smelled so good, so soft. I teased Xixi's nipple with my tongue.

At the same time, my left hand kept squeezing her other breast, while my right hand held her buttocks. Xixi's moans grew louder.

Our genitals rubbed against each other through our clothes; it was a feeling I had never experienced before.

[The End]

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