The Troubles After Cheating

Yan, 23 years old, married but childless, 160cm tall, with a delicate face, appeared petite and adorable.

Yan was one of my supervisors; I first met her during her interview. On her ordinary yet

pretty face were a pair of long, narrow, yet very expressive eyes, adding a touch of charm—I remember reading in physiognomy books

that they were "fox-like eyes." She had a cheerful personality, a sweet voice, and most importantly, I really liked her buttocks;

they were beautiful, not too big, without any excess fat, round and firm, and slightly upturned. I thought, how exciting it would be to have the chance to ride her from

behind !

So she was hired!

But enough of that. About a month later, she came with me to Cangzhou to visit the market and meet some new clients.

That day, we were incredibly lucky, closing three deals in one go, signing orders worth 94,000 yuan, and

collecting nearly 20,000 yuan in deposits. I noticed that Yan's eyes changed from surprise to admiration, and then to worship. I knew she was

already won over. You see, the supervisor's target was 20,000 a month, which they

struggled to achieve, and this was nothing short of a pipe dream for them!

"Let's go, let's find a place to celebrate!" I suggested. We went to a fairly elegant restaurant

and ordered. "What would you like to drink? Beer or baijiu?" "I really won't!" "Don't be such a spoilsport! You

don't drink at home, but now that we're out, why not relax?" I coaxed. "I really can't drink, I'm not used to the taste!

" Heh, I thought to myself, that's exactly what I was waiting for. "Okay, then, two bottles of Saint Denis Cabernet Sauvignon!"

I said. "Okay, please wait a moment!" The waiter turned and left.

"Red wine is fine, right? It leaves a grape aroma on your lips!" I teased. She lowered her head and remained silent.

A moment later, the food and drinks were served. "Come on, let's toast to our fruitful day!" After a glass of wine,

Yan frowned. "Shouldn't we mix it with some Sprite?" She clearly wasn't used to the strong taste. I said, "The French

spent hundreds of years separating the sugar from the grapes. If you mix it, won't you just mix it all back in

?"... After a few more glasses, Yan seemed to get used to this way of drinking. She frequently raised her glass to toast me...

About two hours later, we were full and satisfied. Yan's cheeks were flushed, and she was incoherent, already showing signs of drunkenness...

We took a taxi to a hotel. "Let's save some money and get a standard room, okay? Are you scared? Hehe!"

I said, supporting her, trying to provoke her.

"Pfft, scared? As long as you're not scared!" Hehe, she fell for it again, didn't she? I was secretly pleased.

(Later I realized, it really was me who was scared!)

When we got to the room, I was tidying up when I turned around and saw her lying there asleep. What the hell? " No, that

's not my style." "Come on, take a shower, you'll feel better after!" I nudged her. Yan just mumbled incoherently

, showing no reaction. "Okay, I'll help you." In no time, I stripped her naked. Yan

still didn't react, I didn't know if she was really drunk or pretending! What a beautiful body was presented before me! I saw

fair skin, a slender figure, eh? Where were her breasts? They were only the size of two soybeans, with dark red nipples?

It turned out that Yan's breasts were too small, and they were hidden when she lay down. Further down was a thick clump of pubic hair, dark brown

labia, and something shiny at the base. It was this shiny thing that betrayed her, it was obvious that she was pretending to be

drunk.

I got up, picked her up and took her to the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and turned on the shower. Under the influence of the water, Yan slowly opened

her eyes , and suddenly kissed me like a wild beast. Our hands were roaming over each other's bodies. Finally, I

found the little buttocks that I had been drooling over for so long. It was indeed substantial and elastic! I kneaded it vigorously. Yan let

out a muffled groan, a sound that was hard to tell if it was from pain or excitement.

"Hmm... Oh..." How could I resist her sweet moans? I mounted her!

I lifted her left leg with my right hand, held my penis with my left, squatted slightly, found my target, and thrust my hips upward.

I then held her lower back with my left hand and pressed her into my arms! "Gurgle..." "Ah..." It went in. Inside was indeed

a paradise ! It was a little loose, not as tight as before... but the feeling of conquering a married woman still

excited me.

"Slap... Slap... Slap..." I thrust hard. Yan soon started talking nonsense, "Ah...

It's so full... Oh... It's killing me... Mmm..." "Hiss... Be gentle... Ah... It's too deep

...

" She kept babbling...

I made her wrap her arms around my neck and then grabbed her other leg. Standing, I began to fuck her. "Slap...

slap...slap..." Each thrust reached its limit, the rod never finished. Yan was completely overwhelmed. "Ah...I can't take it anymore...

ah...you're killing me...ah..." "Waaah...I can't take it anymore...you're killing me!..." ...

Soon, perhaps because it was too intense, I felt myself about to give up. I quickly stopped, lifted her

out of the bathtub, and took her to the changing table. I had her hold onto the counter with both hands, and from behind, I slapped her buttocks while thrusting

into her hard. "Ah...oh...you're so good...ah..." Looking up,

I saw in the changing table mirror that I was standing behind Yan, her hair disheveled, riding her with abandon. It felt like riding a horse, a general. I increased

the speed of the slapping and thrusting. "Head...please spare me...oh...I really can't take it anymore...ah...please

hurry up and finish..." Yan's moans and groans continued.

Under the powerful thrusting and sensory stimulation, I could no longer hold back. I pulled out my penis, turned her head, and

shouted urgently, "Open your mouth!" Yan refused, but I couldn't wait for her, so I ejaculated all over her face. Afterwards, Yan kept

hitting me with her small fists. "Boss, you're so bad!" "You raped me." "I'm sweating! You were even more

vigorous than me just now, who raped whom?" "It was you, it was you, it was you!" ...After some playful banter, we took a

shower and went back to bed for a second round of battle, another fierce storm.The next day, we returned to the company and got busy with our own things. That night, around 11 PM, I received a message from Yan : "Boss, are you sick? Why is it so itchy down there?" My head spun. What the hell? Am I sick? You're the one who's sick! Even if he's sick, it doesn't matter! I felt it carefully, and it really did a little itchy. A sense of dread began to creep in. Could I have really caught it from her? The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the more scared I became, the itchier it got… I couldn't sleep all night.

The next morning, I took the day off and went straight to the hospital. A set of tests cost me over 500 yuan. And

among them was the nightmarish prostate fluid collection, a source of lifelong shame. Damn it, a woman in her forties

had her hand inserted into my anus! I was filled with rage!

While anxiously waiting, the results came back. The doctor said, "Nothing's wrong, not even mycoplasma or chlamydia.

You just have a bit of scrotal dampness. Go home and wash with potassium permanganate, wear less tight underwear, and make sure it's well-ventilated..."

I was furious... I called Yan to tell her, and she said, "I know, I'm not itchy, I just wanted

to scare you. I've been pranked. From now on, I'll never speak to Yan again. That's so perverted!

" [The End]

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