Switchboard operator

After a friend introduced me to the switchboard operator at his company, she couldn't stop thinking about me, so I

found an opportunity to ask her out for dinner. During dinner, she insisted on paying, and I was happy to take

advantage of her .

After dinner, we took a walk, and I accompanied her back to an office building on Zhongxiao East Road. I don't know who

initiated it , but it was a bit of a push and pull, and we ended up walking back hand in hand.

She was a second-year student at a private university's evening program, and her figure was so stunning that her male colleagues (including my

friend Guo) were all drooling over her. She was about 166cm tall, fair-skinned,

with regular features, long hair, and an indescribable alluring sex appeal. Honestly, I completely

understand why her colleagues were so attracted to her. However, they all assumed she was a virgin, and since we worked together every day, no one dared to actually

make a move on her. They could only take advantage of their free time at work to flirt with her, and that's how the opportunity

inadvertently fell into my lap, an outsider.

Getting back to the point, as we approached her office building, I asked her, "Are you almost at your office?"

She said, "Yes." Thinking I couldn't miss this opportunity, I leaned in and gave her a goodnight

kiss, instantly turning her face bright red. I noticed that when I leaned in to kiss her, her lips

instinctively moved closer. However, there were too many pedestrians on Zhongxiao East Road and Dunbei Road, and I didn't dare kiss her so casually on our first date

alone . But her face was indeed as red as an apple. I knew she had

a boyfriend, a classmate, but the problem was I also had quite a few female friends, including a

girlfriend I'd been with for a long time. A young man's life isn't complete without a bit of romance; when the desires lead, who can resist?!

So I accompanied her into the office building. Luckily, it was just the two of us in the elevator. As soon as we entered, she

pressed the X floor button, and we immediately embraced and kissed passionately. Honestly, I'd never met such a direct, unpretentious,

and instantly compatible partner; we were completely pressed together. My hands

roamed , and she wasn't going to be outdone. She placed her hands behind my back and explored my broad back...

In the elevator, after she pressed the X floor button, I took the initiative to move closer to her,

looking . So, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, we hit it off immediately. Things progressed so fast that I felt like I was in a dream.

We kissed passionately until the elevator doors opened. She reluctantly left the elevator, but when she saw that no one was around, she ran back and kissed me again. I took the opportunity

to pull her into my arms. I pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator ascended to a higher floor. This time, besides kissing

her passionately, my hands moved erratically towards her full buttocks, kneading and rubbing them. Ah, I was truly in heaven.

The thrill of the affair, coupled with the alluring and fiery beauty in my arms (the switchboard operators in these commercial areas are usually located at the entrance of

a company, carefully selected for their beauty and tall stature, representing the company's first impression and providing

a feast for the eyes of visiting guests and colleagues—all these responsibilities fall on these beauties), I used all my kissing and teasing skills,

exploring and ravaging her fragrant tongue and mouth to my heart's content, making her pretty face burn like fire, her large, watery

eyes exuding a seductive charm as if dripping water.

After exiting the elevator, I first peeked out to make sure no one was around, then pulled her to the stairwell (not the elevator),

finding the entrance between the 1st and 1st floors, where I brazenly let my hands

roam , caressing her up and down. Gradually, amidst her heavy breathing, my hands slowly moved towards her full breasts,

but she held them back, as she still wanted to hold back a little (I guessed). I tried a few more times, but the situation was

the same , so I had no choice but to save it for next time to fully savor this ecstasy. So I changed my strategy,

using my thighs to spread her legs, which were clad in a short skirt, and rubbing my thighs together between her legs in circles, making her moan

uncontrollably (I later learned that she really liked to shout out loud during sex

).

Office ladies (OLs) working in commercial areas are often

required by company rules to wear short skirts and revealing attire, and they often suffer from sexual harassment from colleagues and guests.

Some may find it repulsive, while others are aroused. Due to various relationships with colleagues, they can't openly engage in

office romances, but deep down they may be yearning for romance. Their work might be incredibly boring, leading them to read romance novels

, inevitably causing their hearts to flutter and eventually leading to uncontrollable desires. The above is my anecdote about my crazy encounters with an OL in my office building,

every word is true. I'll see how the readers react before posting more about my other romantic encounters and

the subsequent developments with this OL…

A

life of love and lust, a wild and unrestrained existence, witnessing all the facets of the world, surrounded by beautiful women and dancing birds, tasting all the flavors of life… A man who isn't

romantic in his youth has wasted his life.

Last time, I mentioned how OL and I had a wild time in the stairwell of her office building. We were still dressed up at 2 AM

. The next day, I was incredibly aroused, so I called her company early in the morning to ask her to come to my

place that afternoon, or maybe we could watch an MTV and go shopping. She readily agreed, saying on the phone that she really wanted to see me again. She

said my call and teasing made her feel hot all over and she wanted to skip work. So, she used

the excuse of having to study for an exam that evening to ask for an afternoon off. I picked her up and took her to my rented place near the mansion.

As soon as I entered, I locked the door and saw her face was flushed. She probably guessed

what might happen next from the moment I locked the door; last time, we didn't have a private place where we could be unrestrained.

I remembered my friend's request to confirm if she was a virgin. Her colleagues had always had

this concern, and since she was still a student and we all went to work together every day, no one dared to actually make a move.

As soon as she entered my room, I leaned over and gently pulled her into my arms. We stood

face to face, her curvaceous figure and ample breasts pressed against my chest, making my

breath quicken. I whispered in her ear, "You smell so good! Your skin is so soft." Then I began kissing her

earlobe , my lips and tongue moving downwards. She responded with rapid breathing, her fiery passion almost

melting me. Our tongues intertwined, exploring each other's mouths.

Of course, my hands weren't idle either. From caressing her back to kneading her buttocks, I lifted her skirt and

slipped my hands inside, kneading her panties, trying to grasp them tightly with my whole hand, increasing the pressure of the kneading,

intensely igniting her desire. My hands roamed like snakes across her back and buttocks. By this time, my hands were already...

Sneaking past her clothes, I roamed freely over her smooth, white skin, kneading her buttocks.

Our bodies remained pressed together, my erection already pressing against her, making her even

hotter .

I slightly parted the distance between us, my lips and tongue lightly touching her lips, a fleeting touch, while

my hands kneaded her ample breasts, gradually unbuttoning her clothes.

She was wearing a work suit today, with a short skirt (not a tight skirt, but a short, open

one ), no stockings. After unbuttoning two or three buttons at the top, she wore pink lace-trimmed demi

-cup bras, gently supporting her proud 35C figure. I half-squatted, burying my head in her neck,

my lips and tongue beginning to roam from her fair neck to between her breasts, my hands still

kneading her full buttocks and thighs.

She couldn't help but huff and puff, about to moan softly. I stood up, pulled her to the bed, and made her

lie down …

…

Love and desire intertwined, wild and unrestrained, witnessing all the vicissitudes of life; amidst the glittering robes and dancing butterflies, she tasted all the flavors of life. A man who isn't

amorous his youth has wasted his life.

This short story is concise and powerful. The descriptions of actions, psychology, and dialogue are all very well done. After reading

so many long and tedious pieces , I'm numb to them all; this piece is fast-paced and to the point! I hope everyone will enjoy it.

[The End]

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