The Leader's Woman

Secretary Qin, a habitual early riser, was probably too exhausted from last night's work; when he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.
He sat up, stretched, and looked at Meifen beside him—and indeed, the sun was shining on her backside!
Her plump, round buttocks were exposed outside the towel blanket, the red marks left by Secretary Qin's vigorous thrusting the night before particularly noticeable in the sunlight. Because her body was curled up, her lower body was completely exposed: her two thick labia were tightly closed, and her small, brown labia minora, like cockscomb flowers, peeked out from the cleft. A mixture of white, cloudy vaginal fluid and semen stained her genitals, making a few clumps of pubic hair stand up like a hippie hairstyle with hairspray—comical and lewd.
Seeing the dried white patches around her anus, Secretary Qin recalled how his wife, experiencing anal sex for the first time, had begged for mercy under his frenzied thrusting, and how, after he ejaculated, she lay on the bed, barely alive, convulsing and sobbing softly. Within minutes, the exhausted woman, exhausted from multiple orgasms, drifted off to sleep, sobbing softly. Her large, pert buttocks, propped up by a pillow, trembled slightly. Suddenly,
her anus, which had been slowly retracting, popped out with a "pop," releasing a bubble that gradually inflated until it was the size of a ping-pong ball before bursting. Several smaller bubbles followed, and cloudy semen slowly leaked out… The woman remained sound asleep, completely unaware.
Remembering the large bubble, Secretary Qin was instantly aroused again, becoming erect.
"The Viagra Xiao Liu gave me is really something! I used to look down on these things, but it seems I still need Viagra to keep me going, hehe…"
Then, ignoring the woman's continued sleep, he lifted the blanket, pressed himself against her back, and, holding his penis, went to find her vagina. Feeling the outside was dry, he spat a little saliva onto the head of his penis and "whoosh," it slid in—it was still wet and slippery inside.
Startled awake, Meifen, though intimidated by the secretary's strength, could only submit to his torment under his authority. However, less than ten minutes later, under the secretary's "torture," the climax that both frightened and delighted her approached again, causing her to involuntarily moan and groan. The sheets, which had finally dried a little, were once again splattered with water, slowly turning into a map...
After half an hour of this, Secretary Qin thrust his large penis deep into Meifen's anus, pounding until the married woman screamed in agony.
Just as he was getting into it, Secretary Qin suddenly noticed a shadow moving under the bedroom door. He thought, "It must be that bastard Li Yonggang, who can't bear to leave his wife and is eavesdropping."
A thought flashed through his mind: to prank his scoundrel subordinate.
"Little Li, Director Li! Are you outside?"
Secretary Qin suddenly shouted.
This startled Meifen. She turned and peeked through the crack in the door; sure enough, someone was outside! It was undoubtedly her husband; he must have heard her screams! Shamed, she quickly released her grip on the secretary and covered her face.
"Oh, I... I was just passing by... What are your orders, Secretary..."
Caught eavesdropping, Director Li stammered, meekly replying from outside the door.
"Please bring in a clean sheet and change it for us,"
Secretary Qin continued loudly.
Hearing this, Meifen was even more terrified. With a tearful voice, she begged the secretary not to let her husband in. Although her husband had personally offered her clean body to this old man for his pleasure, how could she face anyone after he witnessed her being violated?
But the secretary's orders were absolute.
"Knock, knock..."
After a while, there was a knock at the door. Meifen struggled to push the secretary away, but how could she possibly break free from his 180-pound weight? She could only shake her head and look at him pitifully with pleading eyes.
"Come in! Why are you knocking on your own door?"
The secretary, intent on teasing the couple, ignored Meifen's pleas and instead shouted loudly towards the door. With a
creak
, the door opened, and Director Li slowly walked in, carrying a bed sheet. A stiff smile played on his lips. He stopped about two meters from the bed, looking at the floor, and asked softly, "Secretary Qin, the bed sheet is here. Do you want it...?"
"Oh, oh, look at me..."
Secretary Qin feigned sudden realization, getting up to make room for Director Li to change the sheet. But he couldn't bear to pull his large penis out of the married woman's anus. So, with one arm around her waist and the other supporting her buttocks, he pulled her up, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing next to Director Li, holding the married woman.
Meifen
screamed, her already terrified heart pounding in her chest. She felt utterly ashamed and humiliated. But at the same time, if her buttocks sag even slightly, the large, thick penis deeply inserted into her anus would pry open, causing excruciating pain. To prevent her buttocks from sagging further, she instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around the secretary's neck and her legs tightly around his waist and hips.
Perhaps realizing that her current posture was too lewd and shameless, the helpless wife could only bury her ashamed face deep in the arms of the man who was humiliating her, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Director Li, at this moment, only wanted to change the sheets as quickly as possible and leave this bedroom that filled him with such humiliation, but his trembling hands wouldn't obey him; he couldn't pull out the sheets tucked under the mattress. When he accidentally touched the sticky, damp stains, he felt his whole body tremble.
Despite his best efforts to control himself, he couldn't help but steal a glance at the adulterous couple beside him as he bent over—his wife's large, white buttocks were being held up and down by Secretary Qin's two large hands, his fingers deeply embedded in her plump, white flesh, while a thick, dark penis moved in and out of her buttocks.
Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, and under the cover of changing the sheets, he peeked again—that old lecher! He actually, actually fucked my wife's… anus!
Throughout the rest of the time, Director Li trembled uncontrollably, his head buzzing, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. All he could think of was silently cursing, "Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother…" He
couldn't even remember how he left the bedroom. Of course, he certainly didn't remember the half-finished official platitude he'd uttered at the door—"Secretary, please wait..."—
nor his wife's coquettish cry as she was thrown back onto the bed, nor the secretary's booming laughter.
At lunchtime, while his colleagues went to the cafeteria, Tian Hao ate instant noodles alone in his office. Not to save money or time, but simply because he wasn't in the mood.
To be precise, his mental state had been too complex and intense these past two days, leaving him exhausted.
Two days ago, Secretary Qin had hinted to him that his back and waist had been aching, suggesting Bai Yun come over for a massage over the weekend. Today was the weekend, but he hadn't dared to ask his wife for help.
Was it resentment, or heartache? He himself couldn't tell.
"Massage? What massage would A-Yun know? She just wants to have another taste of my wife... Sigh, she's a master of officialdom after all; she never utters a sound word."
Having experienced his wife's loss of virginity, his own infidelity, and ultimately joining the wife-swapping circle in Qingdao, he thought he had mentally moved on. Besides, he had fully enjoyed the benefits of joining the circle—rapid promotions and incredibly cheap housing. But for the past two months, the secretary hadn't mentioned Bai Yun at all, giving him a sliver of hope—had the old lecher found a new love and forgotten about his wife?
Suddenly, he felt a surge of satisfaction, like he'd gotten a small windfall. Although his wife's loss of virginity was a deep wound, he'd received ample compensation afterward: a promotion, a house, an affair with Ye Wei, and even the opportunity to sleep with Director Liu's newlywed wife! If Secretary Qin were to "forget" Bai Yun now, it would be an incredible stroke
of luck! However, Secretary Qin's instructions two days prior had poured cold water on his burning sense of relief.
He couldn't quite grasp the situation.
"That damned old lecher! You have so many women, why are you fixated on my A-Yun?"
At that moment, he seemed to forget the unspoken rules of the circle, and the benefits he'd already received.
Even the special permission he'd had his wife plead with Secretary Qin for—"not participating in circle activities, only for the Secretary"—now felt like a profound humiliation.
"You old beast, who do you think you are? Even ancient emperors couldn't just sleep with the wives of their subjects! 'Exclusive,' you mean... Ah Yun will have to 'exclusively' this old beast besides me? And if he gets addicted, she might have to be at his beck and call! What am I, her husband...? What kind of world is this, this officialdom...? What are they doing! Damn it!"
Filled with regret and remorse, Deputy Section Chief Tian lost his usual calm analytical ability. He seemed to have forgotten that without this "exclusive" privilege, his wife would be defiled by many other men in the circle, such as Director Liu, Qin Jun, and even the lecherous Old Yu, who were already drooling over her. Wouldn't that be an even greater humiliation for him?
Regret or anger, remembering the formidable power hidden behind Secretary Qin's kind smile, Tian Hao took several deep breaths and shakily picked up the phone.
"Hello... wife..."
Her husband was a bookworm; he always called her by her first name and had never called her "wife." Therefore, Bai Yun was quite envious of her young colleagues at school who were still dating and affectionately called each other "husband" and "wife" on the phone.
When she received a call from her husband at noon, he surprisingly called her "wife," and Bai Yun blushed slightly, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.
For the past two months, her husband had been incredibly busy with work, which she saw and felt sorry for. But at the same time, she also felt a little resentful, resenting his lack of consideration for his wife's feelings, especially in that area… poor things, and the few times they did have it were all subpar. Each time she saw the apologetic look in her husband's eyes afterward, she felt both heartache and helplessness. Thankfully, her husband said that his busy schedule would basically be over by this week, and he could finally relax a little.
"You rascal, calling me that so mushy, you're definitely up to no good, hehe... It's the weekend, I wonder what this rascal is planning..."
Actually, she herself was "up to no good." These past few days, as her ovulation period approached, she'd had a strange restlessness in her heart. Today was also the weekend, their "appointed day," so as soon as she finished her classes this morning, she sneaked off to the market next to the school and bought a lot of vegetables (her friend, Teacher Gu, wanted to see, but she blushed and wouldn't let her): chives, shrimp, oysters, lamb, pork kidneys, loach...
But what her husband stammered and took a long time to understand left her heart ice-cold.
Like Tian Hao, the two months of Secretary Qin's indifference had given Bai Yun a sense of relief that she wouldn't be bothered anymore. The only difference was that Bai Yun felt a woman's natural reaction to being neglected—resentment. Like many proud beauties, she might look down on a suitor, but when he gives up and falls in love with someone else, she feels resentful and hates him for his poor taste—"A woman hates the one who doesn't please her!"
Of course, this resentment only flashed through Bai Yun's mind; she was mostly secretly relieved—she wasn't a vain, promiscuous woman like Teacher Zheng!
Now, the bubble of her wishful thinking had finally burst, leaving only the helplessness of surrendering to reality: who told her to be so weak-willed, even to the point of losing Tianjin? Who told that damned rat to curry favor with high-ranking officials and take so many benefits? Now they're demanding a return. Damn rat, the return they want is your dear wife!
All afternoon, Bai Yun avoided everyone's gaze, including her students. She simply let the students study on their own for the entire period, sitting quietly behind the podium, her heart pounding wildly.
The romance of their "appointed day" had vanished, leaving her distraught; her hopes of escaping the old rogue had also been dashed, chilling her to the bone; the memory of her weakness and depravity in Qingdao filled her with regret; the absurd transactions with men, including her husband, fueled her hatred; the ecstatic climaxes in the presidential suite and on the yacht in Qingdao threw her into turmoil; and the thought of being subjected to the old rogue's repeated "torture" tonight only intensified her panic and disorientation. Lost
in her reverie, Ms. Bai, sitting behind the podium, failed to notice the shyness characteristic of a young woman etched on her beautiful face, nor did she realize her legs were unconsciously crossing, the pubic area tightly encased in her jeans bulging between her thighs, arousing all sorts of fantasies.
Finally, school was over, and she encountered Mr. Zheng at the school gate—the very teacher she had been trying to avoid for the past two months.
His ambiguous greeting and seemingly insightful gaze sent shivers down Bai's spine, making her blush furiously.
Making an excuse to quickly say goodbye to Teacher Zheng, on her way home, she suddenly wondered, "Will I become a woman like Teacher Zheng in the future?"
On the crowded bus, Bai Yun was almost suffocating.
Remembering how Teacher Lin, that scoundrel, had taken advantage of her on the bus yesterday, she secretly glanced around—luckily, apart from a boy of about ten years old with a schoolbag in front of her, everyone else was female.
Suddenly, through the gaps in the crowd, she saw that familiar face—Teacher Lin! Luckily, he was six or seven meters away, otherwise, she didn't know if she would have been…
Looking closer, she realized that the person squeezed face-to-face with him was her best friend, Teacher Gu!
That scoundrel's lewd face was so close to Teacher Gu's, almost touching her face! His disgusting mouth was still whispering something in her ear.
Teacher Gu was Bai Yun's best colleague, one of the most beautiful women in the school, two years older than Bai Yun, married for over four years, and her husband was a university lecturer. Her personality was very similar to Bai Yun's—quiet, introverted, and disliked socializing (especially with male teachers). "But why is she sitting next to that scoundrel, Teacher Lin, today? Right, it must be like Teacher Lin did to me yesterday, forcing me… Should I call out to her? Sigh, forget it, that would be so awkward. Besides, even if that scoundrel is bold, he wouldn't dare do anything to her on the bus; at most, he'd take advantage of her a little…"
Already preoccupied, Bai Yun had no desire to concern herself with other people's business. She withdrew her peeping gaze and continued to think about her own troubles. Suddenly, she felt a pleasurable, tingling sensation between her legs.
Looking down, she saw that the little boy in front of her was probably uncomfortable from being jostled and was adjusting his posture. This adjustment led to the short boy slipping his arm between Bai Yun's legs, pressing against her swollen vulva.
"Luckily, it's just an immature boy. If it were that lewd Teacher Lin, it would be terrible..."
Bai Yun thought, but her heart suddenly fluttered, and her eyes involuntarily darted through the gaps in the crowd to look at Teacher Lin and Teacher Gu.
This glance startled her.
Their faces were already touching, seemingly rubbing gently against each other; to outsiders, they looked like a couple deeply in love!
Looking at Teacher Gu's expression, there was no sign of being forced; at most, a hint of shyness and nervousness could be seen on her beautiful face. Her head was slightly tilted back, her eyes half-closed, and her cheeks flushed—she had the blissful expression of enjoying a secret tryst!
"Gu Panpan, what's wrong with you? You're being harassed by this lewd bastard, and not only do you not dare to resist, you're even enjoying it! Really... how did you become like this? Is this a woman's weakness? Just like when I was... you know... with the secretary's son in Qingdao? But this expression, it's really... embarrassing!...Eh—why is this kid like this!"
Looking down, she saw that the little boy, unable to bear the pressure, was using his shoulders and arms to try and push her away. His small but strong arms were squeezing and rubbing her swollen vulva.
Bai Yun was wearing tight jeans today, and the thick fabric at the double-stitched seam below the zipper was completely sunk into her vulva under the boy's pressure, constantly rubbing against her sensitive clitoris. Even knowing it was just an innocent child, Bai Yun still felt her face flush red with shame.
"This child! How could she be so reckless! I wonder if she'll grow up to be as promiscuous as Teacher Lin... Huh? This scoundrel is really bold, he actually kissed Panpan's ear and neck in public... And she, she didn't even dodge! Oh dear, how embarrassing... Panpan, your husband is so refined and talented, and you are so beautiful, how could you like this lewd brute? How could you be so pathetic? You must have been confused for a moment..."
While blaming her friend, her own body also "failed to cooperate." Originally, she was trying to move back to make room for the poor little boy, but now her body disobeyed and pressed against him instead, because the feeling of her genitals being squeezed by the boy's arm was tingling and itchy, which was really intoxicating to her. Gradually, she felt more and more fluid accumulating in her slit, as if her underwear was already soaked.
"Their swaying posture seems a bit different from the people next to them? I wonder what they're doing down there... Judging from Teacher Lin's posture, those two lewd hands are definitely groping Panpan's lower body... Could they be reaching under her skirt? Or... have they already touched Panpan's... inside? That slut!
I'll definitely give her a good thrashing tomorrow! Ah—judging from Teacher Lin's slight thrusting, he's definitely using his hard, dirty thing to push against Panpan again! Just like he did against me yesterday... His thing feels so scary! Like Qin...
that old rogue... charging around..."
The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed Bai Yun, the young woman, felt, and unconsciously pressed her lower body even tighter against the boy, even imitating Teacher Gu and the others, deliberately swaying her body with the rhythm of the car to get a stronger friction.
The little boy couldn't bear it any longer and finally resisted. He squatted down slightly, using his shoulder to support the young woman's crotch, and used all his strength to push her outwards.
Now, a sudden pressure on her clitoris instantly transformed into a powerful electric current, exploding from her genitals and spreading throughout her body, causing her to shudder and feel a wave of numbness and weakness.
"Ah—little brother, be gentle..."
"You adults are really something! My son is so small, if you don't give him room, don't crowd him like that! And you're blaming him! You're so young, how can you be so rude..."
It turned out that the little boy's mother was also crowding next to him. Bai Yun's soft exclamation had drawn an endless barrage of scolding.
The other passengers felt a little sorry for Bai Yun, because this beautiful young woman was so pure and shy, only lowering her head, blushing, letting herself be scolded.
But no one knew the main reason for Bai Yun's blush—because when she looked down, she noticed a wet patch the size of a fingernail on the shoulder of the little boy's school uniform. Although it was difficult to notice at first, a careful observer might have followed the trail and discovered a wet patch the size of a ping-pong ball in the crotch of the beautiful young woman's tight jeans!
"Is the food good?"
"Mmm..."
Actually, he had only taken two bites.
"This... was originally prepared for tonight..."
"I know, I know... Wife, I'm sorry!"
Saying this, Tian Hao finally dared to look up at his wife. Bai Yun saw the deep apology and hidden tears in her husband's eyes.
"Silly boy, we... did that two months ago, why are you acting like it's a matter of life and death? Besides, I've already forgiven you ninety-nine percent. Don't say sorry anymore, okay? I just need to know that you still love me as before, and... call me 'wife' like today... that's all."
"Thank you, wife... I love you more than ever before!"
Tian Hao hugged his beautiful wife tightly and kissed her luscious red lips passionately.
"Mmm...uh...honey, don't rush...mmm...wait, Qin Shu...that old guy said he wants me to...go over at a certain time..."
"He said he has a small social engagement...around ten o'clock, he'll open that door..."
"Great, that means...we still have more than an hour! We can't let that old guy have it for nothing. I'm not eating, I'm going to take a shower first, honey, wait for me..." ...
Twenty minutes later, a charming and beautiful young woman appeared before Tian Hao. A
thin, white gauze nightgown loosely draped over her petite, curvaceous body. Thin straps, a low neckline, and double layers of gauze below the breasts, with two single layers of round, protruding gauze covering the breast area, revealing a pair of adorable white breasts bouncing inside, and two pink nipples clearly visible! The nightgown hem reached her knees, and through the double layers of gauze, one could vaguely see her fair and shapely thighs, and the shadow of pink panties between her legs.
"Wife..."
Tian Hao swallowed, unable to speak.
"Isn't it pretty? I just bought it a few days ago. Just to seduce you, hehe..."
As she spoke, Bai Yun did two alluring spins in front of her husband. As her skirt swirled, her two round, white, and delicate buttocks, completely exposed by her thong, flashed before Tian Hao's eyes.
Tian Hao rushed forward, picked up his wife, and ran to the bedroom...
"I'm sorry, wife... I... I don't know what's wrong with me, just thinking about you being with that old pervert... makes me distracted. I'm sorry..."
"Look at you, saying sorry again. How could I blame you? It just shows you care about me too much..."
She comforted her husband with a sweet smile, but the passion she had just been aroused vanished, leaving Bai Yun feeling a pang of emptiness in her heart.
"Besides, you've been too busy these days and haven't had a chance to rest properly. You didn't eat much of the nourishing food we prepared today. Don't worry, honey, get some rest...we'll do it again tomorrow, okay? But—today we just let that old pervert have his way, hee hee..."
"You're still laughing! You little slut..."
Relieved by his wife's forgiveness, Tian Hao felt much better and playfully tickled her. "Tell me, what's that old guy like? Hmm? Is he much better than me, making you, this little steamed bun, fall for him, hmm?"
"Hee hee...honey, please...hee hee...stop tickling, I won't do it again..."
"You still haven't answered me!"
"Hee hee...just a little bit better than you, hee hee..."
Bai Yun playfully gestured with her thumb and forefinger, which were almost touching, continuing to look at her husband with a provocative gaze.
Actually, in private, Tian Hao had long heard about Secretary Qin's large penis and exceptional sexual prowess, but his wife's well-intentioned lie still gave him a boost of confidence.
With confidence and a more open mind, he felt better. Plus, with his wife's smooth, naked body wriggling in his arms, he was delighted to find that his penis was erect again!
Looking at his wife's alluring and seductive demeanor, he suddenly recalled the article "Helping My Wife Have an Affair": "That old cat seems to be a very strong man. The delicate Xiaoling was ultimately forced by him under her husband's arrangement. Secretary Qin, that old guy, must be even stronger, right? As for Ayun, compared to that old guy, the contrast in her petite size is too great. Can such a big guy press down on my wife? And my wife's flesh hole, which originally belonged only to me, is so small, but in a moment, it will be forcibly stretched open and ravaged at will by that old guy's thick thing..."
Thinking of this, Tian Hao felt his penis suddenly become extremely hard, and he quickly hugged his wife tightly and mounted her.
Just then, the damned door opened. Then, there was a series of short knocks, "knock knock, knock knock knock," two short knocks followed by three short knocks. This was the secret code that Secretary Qin and he had agreed upon when they were joking around, but to Tian Hao at this moment, it sounded like, "Come on, let me fuck you!"
Bai Yun could feel her husband's lower body shrinking like a deflated balloon.

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