Pearl Necklace

(I)

A few years ago, I came to Seattle from Taiwan to pursue graduate studies. Life was a bit tight, so I took a part-time job at a real estate

company . Unexpectedly, I ran into my college classmate, Fang Meiwen, there.

Meiwen was very cute, on the fuller side, with long, flowing hair, a full bust, and

a pair of alluring legs. The moment I saw her, I was instantly smitten. Meiwen came from a well-off family, at least

better off than mine. After graduating from university, her family arranged for her to come to Seattle. She worked full-time at the company and was always

impeccably dressed; dresses and skirts were a must.

As a part-time worker, I didn't have my own office and felt like a wandering ghost all day. Sometimes,

when I passed by Meiwen, I would glance at her enviously, but all I could see were her beautiful legs in sheer nylon stockings and high heels

.

Although Meiwen and I had known each other since college and talked occasionally, our relationship

was very ordinary; we weren't even true friends. Her husband is American and

holds a high , while Fang Meiwen always treats me with an "immaculate" attitude, which, frankly, I don't buy

into. Even my friends at the company have noticed, always saying that Fang Meiwen doesn't like me because she knows

my dissatisfaction with her, and I've even told them: if Fang Meiwen doesn't change her attitude towards me, don't expect

me to smile at her.

Our relationship remains at an impasse. Sometimes, when Fang Meiwen catches me peeking at her beautiful legs, she'll

glare at me fiercely, pull down her skirt, and hide her legs under her desk.

Once, I went to photocopy a report, and coincidentally, Fang Meiwen was also at the photocopier, her back to me, bending over

to search for her lost pin on the floor. This time, I truly got a feast for the eyes. Fang Meiwen's black dress was

pulled up to her waist, and I could see her round, full buttocks bulging in her flesh-colored nylon stockings,

swaying rhythmically in front of me as if to provoke me.

Her pantyhose was almost transparent, and upon closer inspection, I realized she wasn't wearing anything on her lower body; her

two pink and tender labia were clearly visible.

Good heavens! My penis instantly hardened. For the entire day, just thinking about that lewd scene

made my lower body throb.

Afterwards, I told my cronies at work what happened, but they

just . One older part-timer said, "Johnson, stop dreaming. Wait until Miss Fang looks at you properly

before you tell us your lewd dreams!"

I wanted to argue, but then I thought it was pointless, so I joked, "Just you wait and see. Once

Fang Meiwen 's attitude changes, I'll definitely give her a pearl necklace." I deliberately paused, and everyone looked at me

with disbelief. "The pearls are from there," I pointed to my penis, "to adorn her big

breasts." Everyone understood and started laughing lewdly, then quickly dispersed.

Time flew by, and Christmas arrived in the blink of an eye. As usual, the company held a Christmas party, and even

part-timers like me were invited to bring their families. Since I didn't have a family, I asked a Vietnamese classmate from school to go

with me .

This was also the first time I met Fang Meiwen's husband. He was much older than her, tall, and smoking a

cigar , loudly discussing his experiences during the Vietnam War. As soon as he saw my Vietnamese classmate, he clung

to her, mumbling a few words in Vietnamese, making her laugh heartily. Within minutes, the two

were arm in arm, almost embracing. Oh, I forgot to mention, my Vietnamese classmate was also very

cute , and had a pair of huge, arousing breasts.

Fang Meiwen was genuinely

annoyed . Later, when the two started to become quite promiscuous, she couldn't stand it anymore and stormed off. My eyes

followed her, guessing she was about to go crazy with jealousy, so I quickly took a few steps, deliberately blocking her way.

"Johnson, it's you!" Fang Meiwen stopped when she saw me. Her voice had never

been so gentle before, which surprised me.

"Meiwen, hello!" I tried to remain calm. "You look absolutely stunning tonight!" My words

were half flattery and half truth.

Fang Meiwen wore a long red dress, the high slit of which subtly revealed her

long On her feet were exquisite black stilettos, exuding elegance and charm. I carefully

observed her beautiful figure: her long, black hair was neatly combed, her delicate face smiled

, and when she spoke, a pair of dimples appeared. She had clear, bright eyes, a high nose bridge,

slightly upturned, sensual lips, a slender waist, rounded hips, and full, long legs. Any man who saw her would be

captivated.

Hearing my praise and noticing my scrutiny, Fang Meiwen blushed slightly and lowered her head. "Johnson, it's

my fault..." Her voice was so low I could barely hear her. "I shouldn't have..."

"Never mind, never mind..." Knowing Fang Meiwen was about to apologize, I quickly interrupted her. "It's Christmas today,

everyone should be happy." I glanced at her indifferently, recalling the scene by the photocopier, and my penis

instantly hardened.

"Then...then can we...be good friends from now on?" Fang Meiwen looked up charmingly,

and seeing me nod, she unexpectedly came over and hugged me.

The moment Fang Meiwen's soft body fell into my arms, I felt incredibly awkward, my hard penis forced 　　between

her legs. I believe she must have felt it through the thin dress, but her body

didn't pull away...

********** ... She would occasionally, intentionally or unintentionally, expose her full breasts and the plump, white flesh of her legs hidden by lace stockings, which stirred my imagination. I began to fantasize, perhaps one day, she and I...? 　　I didn't expect that day to come so soon. 　　Fang Meiwen's husband decided that the company would acquire a batch of old houses, and Fang Meiwen was in charge of the inspection, so she chose me as her assistant. To be honest, the so-called old houses were just historically significant, and most of the interior decoration...

The house hadn't been repaired in more than ten years. Fang Meiwen told me the location of the house, and we agreed to go inspect it

together . The

next

morning, as I passed Fang Meiwen's office, I felt something was off. Fang Meiwen was still sitting in her

leather chair, smiling at me. She looked stunningly beautiful, wearing that

familiar black short dress, her deep cleavage proudly displayed, her two fair and full legs

stretched taut in completely transparent stockings, peeking out from the hem of her dress. Her plump feet and neat, jade-like

toes were squeezed into a pair of exquisite black stilettos, only a glimpse of her fair instep showing. The moment I saw her, my

penis hardened; I was completely unable to control myself. For the entire morning, I dared not meet Fang Meiwen's seductive

gaze .

Finally, as it was almost time to leave work in the afternoon, Fang Meiwen called me, asking me to take her car to the house.

I had no choice but to obey. On the way, I sat next to Fang Meiwen, my nose filled with the rich scent of her Chanel.

The hem of her black short dress was pulled up high, revealing her entire plump thigh encased in flesh-colored stockings, exposed

before me. I leered at it for a moment, then dared not look any longer.

When we arrived at our destination, we got out of the car, and a huge house appeared before us. "Meiwen, is

this the house?" I was secretly surprised; a house this big would take a long time to inspect.

"Of course!" Fang Meiwen gave me a sly smile, then walked towards the house. She

walked ahead, and I followed behind. Halfway there, she suddenly stopped and turned to me: "Johnson, why did you say

you'd give me a pearl necklace?" She smiled innocently.

I was caught off guard, my face turning terribly red. "I...I..." I stammered, trying to find

an answer. Thankfully, Fang Meiwen didn't press further, turning back to continue towards the house.

Once inside the house, Fang Meiwen began inspecting the property while assigning me tasks,

and my emotions gradually calmed down.

We went upstairs to check, and as usual, she walked ahead of me. After a few steps, she suddenly stopped,

bent down, and stroked the mat on the stairs. Oh my god! That scene that had captivated me was once again before my eyes: two

plump tender labia were clearly visible through the sheer stockings. I swallowed hard,

staring intently at the smooth labia pressed tightly against the transparent nylon mesh, a little bit of nectar seeping out lazily, glistening

. "Mei...wen...you...I..." I couldn't speak.

Fang Meiwen slowly turned around, staring at me seductively. Her face was very close; I could smell

the coffee on her breath. "Johnson, I know what a pearl necklace is," she said.

"You know?" I muttered.

"Of course," Fang Meiwen scoffed, "Don't you think a pearl necklace is a waste

?"

Seeing my puzzled expression, she laughed smugly,

unbuttoning she let it slide freely to her feet. "You said it," she said, stretching her bare arms out to me, "I

'm alluring. Aren't I?"

Aside from a lace bra, sheer stockings over her long, shapely legs, and black high heels

, Fang Meiwen was now almost completely naked. She lowered her head, passionately wrapping her arms around my neck, and kissed me

deeply .

Fang Meiwen frantically pushed me down onto the stairs, then knelt down and unzipped my pants. I

cooperated by gently lifting her lace bra, her pair of white, full breasts bouncing happily in my hands.

A low, beast-like growl escaped Fang Meiwen's throat: "Oh, Johnson!" I felt

uneasy.

At that moment, my thick, hard penis was already throbbing in her slender, soft hands. She eagerly shoved the

veiny shaft into her mouth, licking and sucking, leaving behind streaks of cherry-red lipstick. Her gentle

little hands began to lasciviously caress my genitals.

I knew I wouldn't last long, because I hadn't dated many girls. Waves of intense

pleasure overwhelmed me, making me lose control. "Meiwen, I…" I blushed, unsure how to speak

clearly , "I…I want…I…"

"Pearl…necklace…" Fang Meiwen continued to suckle vigorously, the enormous penis making her speech

indistinct , streams of fluid flowing down her red lips, creating an incredibly lewd picture. "…In my

…mouth…" she mumbled, tightly enveloping my penis with her tender lips.

I could feel Fang Meiwen's caresses becoming even more frenzied, even lascivious. "Meiwen…I…" My

penis finally ejaculated streams of hot semen into her small mouth. She began moaning lasciviously,

sucking , occasionally caressing the glans with her soft tongue. I could almost feel

the gentle caress of her tongue after each ejaculation.

As my climax subsided, Fang Meiwen continued licking and sucking, and I could hear

the gurgling . Watching my gradually softening penis, she looked up and kissed me. To be honest,

the fishy smell of her semen in her mouth was quite unpleasant.

I told her I wanted to repay her and make love to her upstairs. She smiled mysteriously at me: "Johnson, you want to

repay me, don't you?"

I nodded. She smiled again: "Sure!" I reached out to hug her, but she pushed my hand away.

"Johnson, it's not that simple!" She smiled and whispered something in my ear that would change my life forever. I will tell you

about this in a later story.

(II)

After listening to Fang Meiwen's whispered words in my ear, I immediately tensed up, even stammering

, "Meiwen...does it really have to be like this?"

Fang Meiwen, however, remained calm. Seeing my alarmed expression, she smiled slightly, "Johnson..." Her

voice was sickeningly sweet, "Look at you...you're all talk, all charming and beautiful, but when

it comes to doing something serious, you become like this. Do you really like me?"

"Yes, of course I like you." I was torn, "But..." Fang Meiwen held up her slender white finger

to my lips, "Johnson, I won't force you. Think it over carefully. George and I are going to Miami tomorrow..."

"Fake, wait until we get back, then you can tell me your decision..."

"Ah..." I stammered, unable to speak, and could only nod reluctantly.

Fang Meiwen gave me a sly smile: "Then it's settled, Johnson," she stood up, her plump,

white breasts jiggling happily in front of me: "Johnson, you should repay me today..."

As she spoke, she lay back on the stairs, exaggeratingly displaying her perfectly maintained, delicate, and tender flesh.

My eyes burned with lust as I stared intently at the alluring and seductive woman in front of me.

She smiled her round, plump, white left leg parted,

completely exposing her tender, smooth mound of flesh to my gaze, soaked in glistening nectar. Her two tender labia

were slightly parted, and the smooth, soft flesh inside was vaguely visible.

"Johnny... don't look at me like that, it's making me so embarrassed... come on..."

If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would have found it hard to believe that the usually elegant and refined Fang Meiwen could utter

such lewd words in such a coquettish voice.

I knelt on the stairs, my penis beginning to swell again. Black high-heeled shoes

clattered on the stairs, her fair, delicate feet taut in sheer stockings, teasingly circling around my bulging, veiny penis

, occasionally stroking it.

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes in ecstasy, letting that soft, fleshy foot press against my saliva-covered penis,

caressing and playing with it, enjoying the smooth stockings and Fang Meiwen's tender little feet, giving me a fresh thrill.

I slowly opened my eyes, reached out and grabbed the round, fleshy leg still stretched out in front of me, took off the black

high-heeled shoes, and began kissing Fang Meiwen's flesh-colored patterned pantyhose incessantly.

Like a madman, I sucked each of Fang Meiwen's toes into my mouth, sucking and gently biting them, leaving hickeys all over her

tender insteps.

Fang Meiwen groaned loudly, her intense lust causing her to involuntarily clench her swollen breasts and pinch them lightly with

her fingertips . Her flesh-colored pantyhose gradually became soaked with my saliva, clinging tightly to her skin. Her delicate toes

curled together, her pale insteps spasmodically straightening, and her nails, coated with cinnamon oil,

looked …

“Meiwen…” I mumbled incoherently, grabbing her small foot with both hands. My hot tongue

began to lick Fang Meiwen’s plump, white, round thighs through the sheer flesh-colored stockings: “You are

so charming…”

I kissed and licked Fang Meiwen’s smooth body, from her straight toes to her full breasts, leaving no

place untouched , covered in my sticky, slightly fishy-smelling saliva.

Fang Meiwen’s plump, white body trembled sensually beneath me, her small feet, tightly encased in stockings, still lewdly

teasing and rubbing against my already terrifyingly swollen penis. A trickle of viscous fluid oozed from the tip of her glans,

completely soaking her flesh-colored stockings. Her tender pink toes gently massaged the purplish-red

veins , sending electric shocks through me.

I could no longer restrain myself. My large fingers forcefully parted her soft mounds of flesh, and I

thrust my penis, through the thin stockings, into Fang Meiwen's honey-dripping flower.

I panted heavily, shouting, "Meiwen, baby...it feels so good! I...want...oh!

It feels so good..." I was incoherent.

"Johnson...oh...Johnson...faster...faster...faster...ah, yours is so

big, it's filling me up. God! Johnson..." Fang Meiwen cried out in the same way.

Sweat streamed down my face. I kept changing positions, placing her round thighs on my shoulders

, my enormous penis frantically playing with her tender labia and clitoris.

Sweet nectar began to gurgle and overflow, flowing down the flesh-colored lace of her long stockings,

soon soaking the stairs.

Fang Meiwen's voice was now hoarse; she couldn't scream loudly, only moaning softly and wantonly. The man's

heavy breathing combined with the woman's moans filled the entire room.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I flipped Fang Meiwen's naked body over, raising her plump

buttocks high, her nectar-soaked lips parting before me, wantonly revealing her tender red stamen.

I imagine my face was contorted with frenzied lust as I panted heavily, forcefully thrusting into the white,

tender . I could barely feel the thin, cicada-wing-like pantyhose blocking my way as my penis began

to ejaculate hot semen wildly inside Fang Meiwen's body…

************

Fang Meiwen and I shamelessly stripped naked, indulging in tender pleasure until evening. I was

utterly exhausted, barely able to speak. Fang Meiwen, however, seemed unsatisfied, constantly pressing her naked

body against me, teasing me. "Meiwen," I finally managed to push away her kiss, "Won't your husband

suspect ?" I suddenly became nervous.

"Of course not!" Fang Meiwen playfully pouted, "With such a big house, even if the inspection continues until tomorrow, he won't suspect a thing." As she spoke, she chuckled triumphantly, a blush of excitement and joy

spreading across her charming face . 　　"You should go home soon!" I was too embarrassed to admit I was exhausted, so I hastily grabbed my clothes from the floor, dressed myself, and said, "I'll take you home." Only after the words left my mouth did I realize I had come in Fang Meiwen's car. 　　Seeing me shaking my head helplessly, Fang Meiwen actually laughed. "Qiangsheng, I give up. 　　Take me home? What are you going to use to take me home?" she teased, putting on her black dress. On 　　the way back, Fang Meiwen was in high spirits, constantly joking and talking to me. She walked me to the school dormitory 　　　　　　　　　　　, 　　shouting loudly as she left, "Qiangsheng, don't forget 　　my pearl necklace !" Her laughter faded into the distance. 　　I awkwardly waved towards the car, my face flushed, and slipped into 　　the dormitory. 　　********** ...

I wrote until dawn.

The next morning, it rained incessantly. I rushed to the company, only to find it deserted. I glanced at my watch and

realized I'd forgotten it was the weekend. I had made up my mind; I was determined to resign, no matter what. I ran to the HR

floor, threw my resignation letter in the mailbox by the door, and left without looking back.

On Monday, a senior who also worked part-time at the company called me: "Johnson, what

happened ? Why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye?"

I stammered, saying I was too busy with my studies.

He joked, "Did Fang Meiwen upset you?"

Hearing Fang Meiwen's name, my heart skipped a beat, and I quickly changed the subject, "No, it's just that I'm

busy with my studies, and I have to take the bar exam..."

He chuckled and hung up. I then realized my palms were sweaty. I silently

wondered, "When will I see Fang Meiwen again?"

**********

Five years later. Seattle Airport.

I happily hugged my senior, who was now a district attorney.

"Johnson, it's been five years, hasn't it?" His face still held that familiar, warm smile. I

nodded. "Yeah, five years." "You haven't changed a bit!" He smacked my head. I smiled

sheepishly. "You haven't changed either!" 　　"Hey, Johnson, are all lawyers as smooth-talking as you?" He smacked my head again. "Come on, I've reserved a table at a restaurant. We'll eat and talk." 　　Outside the airport, the sky was overcast, and the rain was pouring down. 　　"Still the same!" I muttered, getting into the car with him. 　　The restaurant wasn't crowded. We sat in a corner, reminiscing about our experiences over the years. The conversation naturally turned to the real estate company we used to work for. My senior's face immediately turned grim . "Johnson, do you know what happened to Fang Meiwen's family?" 　　Hearing this, I felt a surge of secret joy, but outwardly maintained a calm demeanor. "Is her husband alright?" 　　"Who told you her husband had an accident?" My senior asked, his face grim. "Fang Meiwen." He sighed. "He got drunk and drowned in his own swimming pool..." 　　This news struck me like a thunderbolt, leaving me speechless for a long time. Fang Meiwen's words were clearly : "Let's get him drunk together, then push him into the sea, let him drown, and then we can be together forever." 　　Aside from the location, it seemed Fang Meiwen had orchestrated her own death. 　　I stood there, stunned, a wave of sorrow washing over me. I began to regret my cowardice. I realized I loved Fang Meiwen , not just physically, but also… something I didn't even know myself. 　　"When?" I asked abruptly. 　　"It was around the time you resigned, wasn't it? I thought you already knew!" 　　"Really?" My question blurted out, "Me and her..." 　　"You and her what?" the senior asked with concern, his brow furrowing. 　　Realizing I'd let something slip, I quickly stammered something else. 　　After dinner, the senior went home. I found out where Fang Meiwen was buried, bought a bouquet of yellow roses, and went to visit her. 　　Gazing at the blue stone tombstone, recalling that fresh, vibrant body, my heart tightened, and tears involuntarily streamed down my face. I thought it was just rain wetting my cheeks…

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