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So, back when I was a manager at a karaoke bar, she was a regular customer (she worked

as a hostess ). To be honest, I still don't know how we got together. The most plausible explanation is—

a drunken mistake. But she was pretty savvy; she knew perfectly well that our relationship was just "friends with benefits." Since we shared

a common interest in that kind of thing, we were happy to maintain that peaceful relationship.

That day, we were both off work and didn't know what to do. After dinner, we bought two bottles of sorghum liquor

and some snacks and went to her rented apartment (99% of working women rent their own apartments)... (this part is omitted; it was just

ordinary watching TV, daydreaming, drinking and playing drinking games...)

Around 2 a.m., perhaps because the atmosphere was good that day, we were both a bit high

. She suggested playing "King's Choice" (as you might expect, we ended up completely naked

). But she wouldn't stop there; she wanted to keep playing. (Damn! Fine, let's play! I'm emboldened by alcohol, who's afraid of who

?)

I won the first time, and I told her to go knock on the door of the room next door. Hehe! (She rents an apartment

in "Apatow," which has about a dozen suites per floor.)

I won the second time too, and this time I told her to knock on the door of the room at the very end of the corridor (the two rooms are about 15 meters

apart ). But I lost the third time. Unexpectedly, she told me to stand by the elevator for five minutes!

(Wow, even though it was two or three in the morning, everyone who should be asleep was asleep, and those who were at work hadn't left yet; even though I was

emboldened , it was only five minutes!)

I refused, but she used reverse psychology, with a sarcastic, angry, and threatening tone,

saying I had to go (she just wanted to get back at me). Sigh! A bet's a bet, and

after , we changed it to thirty seconds. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the elevator, a little annoyed, to stand there as punishment. (Dear

readers , do you know that those thirty seconds... felt like thirty years!)

Thirty seconds were up. Since I was already standing there, with a hint of displeasure on my face, I decided to walk back to her room (there were about six rooms between

the elevator and hers). I saw her peeking out, her upper body visible,

smiling with an expression that seemed to say she'd finally won.

However, she also noticed my slightly unhappy expression. Before I even closed the door, she

pounced on me, saying in a coquettish tone, "Don't be angry!" Then she hooked one arm around my neck, and with the other

hand, lips, tongue, breasts, and thighs... she rubbed her entire body against mine. (

Damn it, she seemed to be using every trick in the book to be seductive and provocative, just to make me not be angry.)

Oh! Who could possibly be angry at that moment? Who could possibly be angry? At that moment, the only thing in the world that might have been left was my

brother, veins bulging with rage. Of course, she wouldn't ignore my brother. She slowly knelt down,

her buttocks resting on her heels, and then...

then she actually spoke to my brother in the kind of tone a mother would use to talk to her child in a TV commercial:

"Hey, I'm telling you! You have to be good, don't be naughty like your brother, then I'll love you."

After saying suddenly gave him a light lick (damn! Although I was still trying to act cool, I knew very well that I was almost ruined),

and then a series of blows, sucks, mouthings, and licks... ruined, ruined, finally ruined!

I pulled her up, made her hold onto the wall with both hands, and then penetrated her from behind. She

responded with a very seductive and lewd moan (of course, not very loud, because the door wasn't closed, only half-open). As

I increased the speed of my thrusts, she also started panting, "Hmm, ahh."

At this moment, I suddenly had a whim, opened the door completely, grabbed her breasts, turned her to face the door, and tried

to push her out. However, she braced herself against the door frame, preventing me from pushing her out. I simply pushed her hard twice, and her arms

went limp, so I took the opportunity to push her out onto the hallway.

Her hands were on the floor, her buttocks sticking up high. With each push, she moved forward a little; with each push

, she moved forward a little… and before I knew it, we were outside the elevator.

At that moment, the thought flashed through my mind: "Anyway, I don't live here, and nobody knows me." I didn't care… I

stayed outside the elevator for two or three minutes, then I pulled her up and had her lean against the emergency escalator handrail (

the emergency escalator faced the elevator). I lifted her leg with one hand and did this for another minute or two.

I turned her around, and she was holding onto the elevator door frame, facing the elevator. I told her to press the elevator button (

wow ! She actually pressed it!). The elevator came up from the first floor (although there should have been no one there at that time,

I thought: "If you dare to do this even though you live here, what am I afraid of!" But at that moment, I was really nervous).

The elevator arrived, the doors opened… thankfully no one was there, but there was a large mirror behind the doors. (

Honestly , seeing our reflection in the mirror was quite amusing.)

I pushed her inside and turned her around, telling her to hold the door open button so the elevator wouldn't move, which she did…

After about two minutes, I don't know if her hand got tired or she was enjoying it so much that she let go of

the door open button, and the door closed without her

even trying to stop it. I asked her, "What do we do?" To my surprise, she gasped and said, "Never mind, just keep

going…" (#*&%@$&*%) Wow! Hearing her say that, a strange excitement,

impulse, and pleasure, perhaps mixed with a kind of primal animalistic instinct, all surged into my heart…

I held her waist and thrust hard, the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh probably no less than 100 decibels, making her

buttocks red. Suddenly, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened... Two

girls were standing outside, waiting for the elevator. (To be honest, when I saw their expressions, I searched high and low, from the Four Books and Five Classics to the *

Zizhi Tongjian * and the *Six Laws*, even the *Encyclop?dia Britannica*, but I couldn't find a single

adjective to describe them.)

The moment the doors opened, one of them gasped, and the other seemed completely bewildered,

but their expressions were identical: their eyes were wide open,

like they could fit five or six dildos in their mouths. Then one lowered her head, touching her forehead, while the other turned her head 45 degrees (both

were smirking). My fuck buddy, probably embarrassed, kept his head down, still panting, making "humming" and

"ahhh " sounds. (Because I hadn't stopped thrusting, just not as intensely as before.)

We stood there frozen for about twenty seconds, the two girls occasionally glancing at each other (damn it, if only...) .

Just look openly! I think it's better to be natural than to panic and try to hide it (it'll only make things more awkward

). Seeing that this wasn't working, I pulled her back a little, indicating I wanted them to come in. I even

asked, "Do you want to come in?" One of them suddenly seemed to snap out of it and replied, "

No , you guys continue, we'll wait a bit."

I replied, "Oh!" and pressed the close button and the "10" button (she lives on the 10th floor). Then

the door closed, and we went upstairs… (At this point, I could clearly hear a burst of laughter. *&#%#%$)

Back on the 10th floor, we were going to walk back to the room, but halfway there, I suddenly had her lean against

the wall. I lifted one of her legs and, standing there, penetrated her… After a while, I told her to lie down

on the floor and used the most basic missionary position to thrust for a while, finally ejaculating into her mouth and face

before we went to shower together.

After that experience, she seemed to enjoy the thrill.

Whenever she met me or went out with me, whether she was wearing a long t-shirt or just a short jacket, she was never wearing underwear. She was completely naked underneath

; if she pulled up her t-shirt or took off her jacket, she was a completely naked fish. Her

reason was: it's more convenient this way; we can do it whenever we feel like it. So we

did it in many places you might not expect… of course, not always all the way to the end.

Once, something quite outrageous happened. Right in front of McDonald's, ignoring the people around, she

suddenly opened her short jacket wide, letting it slide from her shoulders to her elbows, then twirled around and loudly asked me,

"Do you think I have a beautiful figure?" I was so startled by her sudden action that I laughed and quickly ran away

pretending not to know her. But I clearly heard an old man waiting at the red light clapping and cheering, "Wow! Come on

… come on…"

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