The Director's Bedtime Talk

Director Chen lifted the young woman's skirt, intending to enter her body, but she stopped him. This puzzled him; why wouldn't she let him?
Director Chen looked at the alluring young woman before him with suspicion, unsure what to do.
"Let's go to a private room,"
the young woman said with a gentle smile. Such a gentle smile was irresistible.
Only then did Director Chen realize that to get intimate, they had to go to a private room. Although he frequented entertainment venues in the provincial capital, he had never patronized a prostitute. In the provincial capital, he was often with his superiors, and even when he wasn't, he was a man of status; how could he patronize a prostitute?
Now, far from the provincial capital, he wanted to indulge himself, and thus he went too far. Actually, he and Peng Chuanwei weren't particularly close; only close friends would patronize prostitutes together. Close friends weren't usually so averse to this, but Director Chen couldn't care less now. He had heard of prostitution before, but had never tried it. In today's society, he felt a pang of regret. He had mentally resolved that if he had the chance, he would definitely not let it pass him by.
Now the opportunity had finally arrived. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Prostitution didn't require him to pay out of pocket, and there was little risk. The biggest regret was that he wasn't particularly familiar with Peng Chuanwei. He didn't care about that now.
A waiter led them to a private room. Before going to the room with the woman, Director Chen said to Peng Chuanwei, "Chairman, I'm going to the private room."
The woman was massaging Peng Chuanwei. "Go ahead, have fun. Once you're on my turf, you can be as unrestrained as you want."
"Chairman, you're the chairman?"
the woman massaging Peng Chuanwei asked. Peng Chuanwei didn't answer.
The woman continued, "No wonder you have such an extraordinary air about you. The former chairman,"
Peng Chuanwei patted her buttocks and said. "Don't get distracted. You haven't finished your work yet."
Director Chen followed the woman, led by the waiter, through a long corridor to the private room. The room wasn't spacious. There was only one double bed in the entire room, and this bed occupied most of the room's space. Because of the bed... It gave off a cramped feeling, so entering the private room created an urge to go to bed.
Director Chen went to bed as soon as he entered. He lay on the bed waiting for the woman, but she wasn't in a hurry. She dawdled, preparing the necessary items.
She found some condoms somewhere, placed them on the bed, and then lay down next to Director Chen. Her purple miniskirt was very bright. Lying next to Director Chen, her vibrant skin was exposed, and the scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
Director Chen wore a striped nightgown, the top buttons undone, revealing his broad chest. The woman moved closer, her nimble hands caressing his chest.
Director Chen closed his eyes, enjoying her touch. Her hands roamed over his body like a pianist, finally reaching inside his pants and grasping his penis, manipulating it.
Director Chen's body gradually became aroused. Director Chen opened his eyes, and the young woman's radiant face came into view, making him feel extremely pleased. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, and she playfully snuggled against him.
Director Chen's desire was aroused by her; he felt hot all over and his lower body became erect. He turned around and pinned her down, her soft body writhing beneath him.
Director Chen lifted her skirt, and to his astonishment, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, only glossy black fuzz. Director Chen had never been to a prostitute before. He was unaware of the sight of someone not wearing underwear under a skirt. In fact, most prostitutes didn't wear underwear, but Director Chen was surprised because it was the first time he had seen it.
Director Chen reached for her upper body and pulled off her top, revealing her small, firm breasts standing before him.
Director Chen began to caress them. The young woman's eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and she twisted her body, incredibly alluring and captivating.
Director Chen acted haphazardly, somewhat bewildered by the sight of such a beautiful young woman. He had never slept with a woman other than his wife, and she was no longer young.
How could he not be moved and aroused by such a beautiful young woman? His hands began to roam aimlessly over her body,
sometimes touching her breasts, sometimes the pubic hair between her legs. This left the woman bewildered; she had never seen a man like this before and felt a chill run down her spine. Was this man a pervert? The thought sent shivers down her spine. If she encountered a pervert, she would be in for a world of trouble. The woman quietly observed his actions.
Director Chen began to kiss the woman tenderly, something she hadn't expected. In all her years in the brothel, no man had ever kissed her body before, as the clients always considered her unclean.
The more Director Chen kissed her, the more his urge grew. He sucked on her nipples like a baby, greedily. The more Director Chen did this, the stranger the woman became.
After kissing the young lady's small breasts, Director Chen moved his head down and began kissing her belly with his long tongue.
The young lady screamed in surprise, which delighted Director Chen.
"Do you do this with everyone?"
the young lady asked, writhing in a seductive voice.
"I've never been with any other woman except my wife,"
Director Chen said while kissing the young lady. "You're the first woman I've been with besides my wife."
"I'm very honored to say that,"
the young lady said. "Then you're still a virgin."
"How did I become a virgin?"
Director Chen asked, puzzled.
"These days, which man doesn't have many mistresses? What else could someone like you be but a virgin?"
the young lady said wittily.
"You're quite the thinker,"
Director Chen said, "Little rascal."
"Really? Am I right?"
the young lady chuckled.
Director Chen found the young lady amusing and began to tease her. He looked at the young lady, whose skin was as smooth as snow, and asked, "I'm a virgin, what are you?"
"Is that even a question? I'm the director,"
the young lady smiled sweetly. “I specialize in dealing with virgins like you,”
Director Chen said. “I’m going to teach you a lesson now. Let’s see who gets the better of whom.”
“Even the strongest man can be defeated by a woman,”
the young lady giggled.
“Alright, let’s have a contest,”
Director Chen lowered his head between the young lady’s legs. Like a bomber finally finding its target, he advanced into the young lady’s sensitive area. Director Chen’s weapon was unusual; it wasn’t his sword or gun, but his tongue. This terrified the young lady. She was at a loss.
She had to look at Director Chen differently. How could this man even kiss her genitals? He was a pervert! Her genitals were the dirtiest thing, like a public toilet, anyone could enter, yet Director Chen kissed them without any disgust. This baffled the young lady.
Director Chen sucked hard, making the young lady tremble and moan incessantly, her body writhing like a snake.
The more he kissed, the more excited he became, as if he wanted to devour her. The young
lady moaned, a mixture of pain and ecstasy. This pleased Director Chen greatly. He asked, "Is it good?"
"Yes,"
the young lady said in a lewd voice. "I'm so good,"
Director Chen was encouraged. He kissed the young lady even more fiercely.
The young lady was brought to multiple orgasms by Director Chen, feeling weak and limp. "Uncle, please stop me, hurry up, you can't take it anymore."
Director Chen was engrossed in his pleasure; people are interested in anything, and now he was immersed in this pleasure. He didn't hear the young lady's words and continued his pleasure as he pleased.
The young lady's moans became more and more intense, filling the room with lewd sounds, which further stimulated Director Chen's desire. Director Chen became increasingly excited, and he even started biting the young lady, making her tremble all over.
"Uncle, is it because you're impotent that you're like this?"
the woman said, overwhelmed.
"Uncle?" Director Chen was startled.
"Are you disgusted by my age?"
Director Chen said.
"No, your age makes you my uncle,"
the woman said coquettishly.
"Do you think I'm old or not?"
Director Chen bit her again. The woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered in pain.
"If you keep doing this, I won't let you! You're a pervert!"
the woman protested beneath Director Chen. "What kind of customer are you? I'm incredibly unlucky to have met you."
"Isn't this good?"
Director Chen looked up in surprise, staring blankly at the woman. "Don't you think this is enjoyable for you?"
"This isn't enjoyable, it's torture!"
the woman glared at him disdainfully. "Are you impotent? Only impotent people act like this."
"Are you looking down on me?"
Director Chen touched her private area; the soft, furry feeling made him very happy, and he began to caress it.
The young woman became excited again, her body burning with desire.
"Uncle, I beg you. Please don't do this!"
she pleaded beneath Director Chen.
"Alright, I'm going to make my final push."
Director Chen climbed off her and tried to kiss her lips again, but she turned her face away in disgust, refusing his kisses.
Director Chen forced a kiss, and the young woman, in a panic, sat up abruptly. "Do you even want to play? I've never seen a man like you, really."
Seeing her distress, Director Chen decided against forcing her. He pressed her down again, found the right spot, and entered her. But to his surprise, he ejaculated almost immediately upon penetration, something he had never experienced before. Director Chen hadn't expected to enjoy this young and beautiful woman so much. But he was weak-willed, ejaculating as soon as he entered, leaving him extremely frustrated.
"I knew you couldn't handle it," the young
woman said sarcastically. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have tormented me like that."
"It's not that I can't handle it, I wasn't like this before,"
Director Chen explained. "I don't know what happened just now."
"You're getting old,"
the young lady said while getting dressed. "Let's go out."
Director Chen reluctantly followed the young lady out of the private room. He had wanted to stay a little longer, to linger with her. But now that he was out, there was no reason to stay any longer.
Director Chen followed the young lady to the lounge, feeling dejected. He lay down on the bed he used to sleep on. He saw Deputy Mine Manager Liu on the phone. Deputy Mine Manager Liu's bed was only one bed away from his, and because the lighting was dim, he couldn't see Deputy Mine Manager Liu's expression clearly. Deputy Mine Manager Liu saw Director Chen and they exchanged a smile, which was considered a greeting.
Actually, Deputy Mine Manager Liu was on the phone with Wu Dou. Wu Dou had already returned and was at the mine.
"How did it go?"
Wu Dou asked anxiously as soon as the call connected. "Did you handle this matter?"
"You're back, Mine Manager Wu,"
Director Liu said. "Don't worry, that old fox has fallen into our trap."
"Good,"
Wu Dou said. "I believe you'll handle this well."
At that moment, Deputy Mine Manager Liu noticed Director Chen emerging from the private room with a hostess. Director Liu hurriedly said to Wu Dou, "He's out, it's not convenient to talk."
"Okay,"
Wu Dou said. "Then I'll hang up."
After hanging up, Deputy Manager Liu walked towards Director Chen, phone in hand. "Director Chen, did you have fun?"
Deputy Mine Manager Liu approached Director Chen and sat on the sofa bed. They started chatting.
"It was alright,"
Director Chen said. "Mine Manager Liu, why didn't you go for a massage?" "
I'm waiting here for the two leaders,"
Deputy Mine Manager Liu said. "By the way, Director Chen, you've just finished, go back inside and wash up. So you don't catch a disease."
"I don't know, this is my first time experiencing this,"
Director Chen said sheepishly. "Then I'll go first."
On the corridor to the sauna, Director Chen saw the hostess who had been with him earlier walking arm-in-arm with a man in pajamas into a private room, the hostess giggling and flirting with the man. Seeing this, Director Chen felt a pang of sadness.
Deputy Mine Manager Liu watched Director Chen walk away and smiled meaningfully. He thought to himself, "This novice has finally been caught," and laughed triumphantly.
Wu Dou finally felt relieved after making the call to Deputy Mine Manager Liu. Wu Dou waited listlessly for the result. He turned on his computer in his office and logged into his online account. He had learned to chat online a few days ago, mainly to contact Ye Hua. He was a novice and his typing was still quite slow. Plus, he had been very busy lately and hadn't had time to go online. Gradually, he had become rusty.
Now that Wu Dou had nothing to do, the fatigue from his journey had been relieved by a nap on the plane. Wu Dou finally managed to log into the internet with great effort. He checked his account; there were no online friends. He took out a cigarette and lit it.
Just then, a friend added him. He checked the profile; the friend was a woman from the city, aged thirty. Wu Dou hurriedly accepted.
The computer speakers beeped a few times. The new friend had joined. A beautiful virtual woman's avatar was flashing in his friends list. The colorful avatar began to blink, and at the same time, the computer speakers emitted a beeping sound. Wu Dou hurriedly clicked on the beautiful avatar.
The woman said, "Hello, it's nice to meet you. Can we chat?"
The newly added female netizen's screen name is "Woman Flower," a very nice name. The other netizen's screen name is "Martial Arts Confidant," a very nice name.
Confidant: "Okay, it's nice to meet you. Are you home?"
Woman Flower: "Yes, where are you? Do you have many netizens?"
Confidant: "Not many, I work. What do you do for a living?"
Woman Flower: "I'm self-employed. Where are you? What do you do?"
Confidant: "I work in a coal mine. You're living a very carefree life."
Woman Flower: "Wow, so you're a coal miner. Of course, these days you should live life to the fullest. You'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't live well."
Confidant: "So, your quality of life must be very high, right?"
Woman Flower: "Of course. It's definitely better than you, a coal miner."
Confidant: "Why are you looking down on me? A coal miner? Coal miners can still be rich. These days, money is everything. Money can make the devil dance."
Woman Flower: "Do you have money? My ex-husband was a coal miner. He died in a mining accident, leaving me several hundred thousand. I..." "I always feel that coal miners are pathetic when they're alive, but they leave a considerable income for their descendants after they die." "
My confidant said, 'Why do you always call me a coal miner? It sounds so awkward to me. Without the blood and sweat shed by these coal miners, you wouldn't have the comfortable life you have now. I dislike women who are only after profit.'" "
Woman Flower said, 'I'm just telling the truth. I'm not hypocritical. I say what I think. Actually, I dislike men without money the most. Men without money are the least capable. It's unimaginable for a man to be incapable.'" "
My confidant said, 'It seems you're very realistic about life, right? And your life must be very comfortable. May I ask if you're single?'" "Woman
Flower said, 'Yes, and you? After chatting with you for a while, I don't think you're a miner. What do you do for a living ?'"
Through this conversation, Woman Flower became more restrained in her use of the term "coal miner." She dared not call him "coal miner" directly anymore.
Confidant (male): "Didn't I tell you? A coal miner?"
Woman Flower: "I don't believe you. You're not being honest in your chat. Do you have a wife?"
Confidant (male): "Yes. I'm very honest. I'm telling the truth. I am a coal miner."
Woman Flower: "Even if you are a coal miner, you're not an ordinary worker. You're a leader. Am I right?"
Confidant (male): "I guess so. By the way, let me ask you something. Do you still want to find a partner?"
Woman Flower: "What do you mean? Are you trying to hit on me?"
Confidant (male): "You're too sensitive. I was just asking casually."
At this moment, someone added Wu Dou on his QQ account. Wu Dou didn't even look at the other person's profile before adding them.
Maple Leaf: "Confidant (male), are you handsome?"
The newly added netizen was named Maple Leaf. Wu Dou clicked on her virtual colorful avatar and saw these words.
Male confidant: "Handsome, so incredibly handsome, so cool!"
Maple Leaf: "Will you be my male confidant? I'm so lonely. Can I see you?"
Before Wu Dou could reply, Maple Leaf sent him a video request. The video hovered on Wu Dou's computer screen, waiting for his acceptance.
Maple Leaf: "Accept it."
Woman Flower: "You have an ulterior motive, don't you? Otherwise, why would you be asking about this?"
Wu Dou clicked the "decline" button on the video, and the video window closed.
Maple Leaf: "Handsome, can't I even see you? Ugh. Can you let me see you? I've missed you so much."
Maple Leaf sent another video request. The video hovered on Wu Dou's computer screen again. At this moment, Woman Flower's virtual colorful avatar also flashed on the computer screen. Obviously, Woman Flower was also talking to him. Wu Dou was already a slow typist, and with them keeping him busy, he became flustered.
Wu Dou closed the video request again, thinking, "Is there really such a handsome guy like me?" If he video-chatted with Maple Leaf, he'd definitely scare her away.
Maple Leaf's colorful avatar and Woman Flower's colorful avatar flashed simultaneously.
Wu Dou clicked on both avatars at the same time. Woman Flower: "What are you busy with? Why aren't you replying to me? Ugh."
Maple Leaf: "Handsome, just let me see you for a second, I love you to death."
Wu Dou found surfing the internet quite interesting; both women were very interesting. Actually, flirting with women online was a very pleasant thing.
Wu Dou typed a few words to Woman Flower first, because he was afraid that if he kept her waiting too long, she would run away and ignore him, and then he would lose an interesting online friend.
Confidant: "No, I'm just taking a call. Besides, I'm new to the internet and my typing is slow, so you'll have to wait for me. I'm not after you. I'm just concerned about you."
Woman Flower: "Really? Thanks in advance. But I want to ask you, don't you have a wife? Why are you concerned about whether I'm single? Nothing could possibly happen between us."
Confidant: "So what if I have a wife? Does having a wife mean I can't have a girlfriend?"
Woman Flower: "Really? You're quite ambitious. So, you must have a lover, right?"
Maple Leaf: "Handsome, really, I can't look, ugh."
Confidant: "What's there to see? A man, unlike you women, all dressed up and beautiful."
Maple Leaf: "Men have their charm, just let me take a look, okay?"
Confidant: "What good will it do for you to look at me? It's useless."
Maple Leaf: "What other improper thoughts do you have? What's wrong with that?"
Woman Flower's avatar started shaking again. Wu Dou clicked on her profile picture. "Woman Flower": "Say something! What's wrong now? Chatting with you is so tiring. Tch."
Maple Leaf sent another video call, erasing the message Wu Dou had just intended to type to Woman Flower. Wu Dou was furious, but then he remembered it was just a chat, and besides, he'd heard from other netizens that they could chat with several netizens at once. He couldn't do it. So Wu Dou simply accepted Maple Leaf's video call; he wouldn't give up until he saw her.
The video slowly froze. A very beautiful woman appeared in the video. Before Wu Dou could get a good look at the woman, she turned off the video. What was even more infuriating was the message Maple Leaf sent him: "With your looks, you call yourself handsome? You really disappoint me."
Wu Dou stared at the message in the chat box, feeling utterly dejected.

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