Diary of a Girl Who Doesn't Button Up

The Girl Who Doesn't Button Up
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I live alone in a small 50-square-foot apartment. My boyfriend is often away on business trips, so he rarely has time to spend with me. I haven't thought about getting married yet because I love being single too much. Being tied down by someone is really boring,
but unfortunately, my sex drive has become more and more intense with age, like I need it all the time. Of course, I can't keep asking my boyfriend for it every day! I can only suppress my desires and wait until he's interested before giving me pleasure!
Today is very hot. The sun feels like it's going to stab people, and even at home, it's hard to resist the heat. Because I'm on holiday at home, I usually don't turn on the air conditioning in the afternoon. After lunch, I was sweating a lot and felt stuffy, so I took a shower. In this kind of weather, a cold shower is a great enjoyment! It feels so refreshing to be drenched in cold water
. In this kind of weather, the less you wear, the more comfortable you are! It doesn't even matter if you don't wear clothes, so after showering, I just dried myself off and walked around the house naked. Sometimes I wonder if the people in the building across the street can see me? It doesn't matter anymore, we're so far apart, they can't really see clearly.
Before, if someone stared at me, I'd find it really annoying; but lately, when I notice people looking at my chest or thighs, it actually excites me a little, so my clothes have become increasingly sexy. I'm pretty good-looking, too! I'm 165cm tall, 48kg, and have a 36B-24-34 figure. My friends often compliment me on my figure!
So even if someone were to steal from me, I wouldn't really care. At most, they could feast their eyes, but they couldn't do anything…
Sometimes I even do a health dance naked, and my breasts would jiggle non-stop. Haha, I wonder what their reaction would be if someone were actually peeping!
I was sitting naked on the sofa watching a VCD, which had a lot of erotic scenes, making me feel itchy and unsure what to do, and my genitals even felt a little wet.
Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell rapidly, startling me. Through the security window, I only saw a man holding up something that looked like an ID card, but I wasn't sure what it was. So I opened the door and peeked out to see what it was. It turned out he was an employee of a telecommunications company, wanting to conduct some surveys.
He introduced himself as Ricky, and looked to be in his early twenties. He asked if I could come in so he could conduct the survey in detail. I saw that he was covered in sweat and looked quite pitiful, and he also had a very refined appearance and was quite handsome, so I thought it wouldn't matter. Besides, I was feeling down, and it would be nice to have someone to talk to. Since I was naked the whole time, I was just peeking through the crack in the door to talk to him, but I guessed he must have seen my bare shoulders and probably already knew I wasn't wearing any clothes. So I told him to wait a moment, went back to my room, grabbed a sundress, put it on, and then opened the door to let him in. I told him to wash his face and have some water before doing the survey.
I was about to quickly go back into my room and put on my underwear while he was in the bathroom when he came out of the bathroom again and we bumped into each other. Ricky said he didn't want to take up too much of my time and immediately started working on the questionnaire. So I walked back to the living room with him and sat down on the sofa, thinking the questionnaire wouldn't take too long, and I wouldn't bother putting my underwear back on. I'd never been in front of strangers without underwear before! As for bras, I sometimes don't wear one when I go out. But I always wear underwear.
I sat down on the sofa, and Ricky chose the seat opposite me, picked up his questionnaire, and started asking questions. The VCD that was playing was showing a sexually explicit scene, with the naked male and female leads entwined in a passionate embrace. I didn't turn it off. Since it was just a series of familiar questions and rather dull, I figured answering the questionnaire while watching TV wouldn't be a problem .
His delivery was witty, creating a relaxed atmosphere, and the accompanying moans from the movie made it feel like chatting with close friends.
His gaze kept lingering on my chest, sometimes glancing at the TV. While waiting for my answers,
I didn't mind his eyes fixed on my chest and staring at me. I often hear men staring at my chest when we talk, as if trying to see through my clothes. Actually, I quite enjoy being spied on. First, it makes me feel aroused, proving my attractiveness; second, seeing men blush and get all hot and bothered is amusing and gives me a strange sense of pleasure. Besides, I was wearing a thin white silk skirt, and he could clearly see my nipples through it. He was probably itching terribly,
so I continued to answer Ricky's questions cheerfully. At first, I crossed my legs; as the conversation became more and more relaxed and enjoyable, my movements unconsciously became larger. I had even raised one leg a little. When I noticed Ricky's somewhat flustered expression, I realized that my posture was wrong. This would allow him to see the view under my skirt that I wasn't wearing underwear.
Seeing him blush and get hot made me feel even more smug, and I wanted to tease him even more. Perhaps it was the moaning sounds coming from the TV that made me even more wanton. I boldly bent my body, which was originally leaning against the back of the sofa, to the left and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, letting the strap of my skirt naturally slip down to my arm, revealing half of my breast. My legs spread wider as I moved, wanting him to see more clearly. I wanted to know how he would react in this situation.
He kept asking questions, his eyes darting back and forth, peeking under my skirt. He often asked the same question repeatedly, sometimes skipping over other questions.
He looked at me with embarrassment and helplessness, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Suddenly, the phone rang, and I reached for it, which made me lean lower and spread my legs even wider. It was Annie calling to invite me to a disco that evening.
While I was talking to her, Ricky suddenly knelt between my legs. I was startled by his sudden action because from his position, my pubic hair and vulva would be completely exposed. I hurriedly covered my vulva with my hands. It was too close. I couldn't let a stranger see my private parts so closely and without any privacy. I had been keeping a distance of two feet just now! Annie kept talking on the phone, and I was already a little distracted, but I couldn't tell him to leave. I didn't want Annie to know what was happening here! I was only using one hand to cover my genitals
when Richard looked up at me and smiled, then pulled my hand away. Of course, I wasn't as strong as him.
He focused his gaze on my genitals. I still tried to cover my vagina with my hand and stammered in response to Annie.
Richard reached out and took my hand with his left hand, then used his right hand to stroke my pubic hair, parting it to reveal my clitoris. He ran his fingers between my labia and labia minora. Because he had been peeping at me earlier, I had already released a little vaginal fluid, so it was easy for Richard to run his fingers between my labia, and he was now carefully admiring the sight of my vaginal fluid flowing out. But I kept twisting my body, not letting him touch me.
I yelled at Annie to hang up, but she kept talking. I felt things were spiraling out of control. I'd only seduced him out of momentary playfulness, not because I truly wanted him to possess me. Oh dear!
He was a stranger! I'd never made love with a stranger before!
In my panic and confusion, Ricky suddenly opened his mouth wide and, like a suction cup, began to suckle fiercely on my labia. He sucked so hard, as if trying to draw out all my juices. Oh! My body went limp, and I let out a soft "Oh!" Annie immediately asked what was wrong, and I could only stammer
that I'd dropped something…
Seeing my reaction, Ricky sucked even more intensely, sucking on my juices and tightening his grip on my labia, even gently biting and teasing my clitoris with his teeth.
"Oh!…"
I'd already been a little aroused by his theft, and now he was making me lose control. So, without thinking of the consequences, I slammed the phone back on the receiver and hung up on Annie.
Before I could even put the phone receiver down, I hurriedly pushed Ricky away, but he sucked on my juices even harder, meticulously chewing on my clitoris. Oh! I wanted to push this stranger away, regretting my earlier prank,
but physically I had completely accepted the pleasure his oral skills were giving me.
Ricky's sucking was so pleasurable; I had already had my first orgasm. How could I do this with a stranger? I couldn't continue. But the sensation in my lower body made me lose my rationality and abandon all restraint, and I couldn't bear to push him away. My body went limp and I leaned back. Seeing that I had no intention of resisting, Ricky lifted my legs and forcefully inserted his tongue into my vagina.
"Oh!... Hmm!..."
I couldn't bear this feeling any longer. I needed a penis, I needed it fully inserted into my vagina to fill this emptiness. My boyfriend and I haven't made love for a whole month. My desire has been burning within me every day.
I reached out and touched his penis; it was already hard and bulging against his pants, I could feel its heat even through the fabric. I haven't felt penetration in so long. Just as I was about to unzip his pants, he pushed my hand away, preventing me from touching it, and then forcefully lifted my legs close to his head, making me completely immobile. His tongue was still probing inside my vagina, making my whole body itch like it was being bitten by insects. My body swayed incessantly. Ricky's tongue was very agile, constantly swirling inside my vagina, twisting and turning, causing the tender flesh inside my vulva to twist left and right. My body couldn't help but sway from side to side; I
was so excited, my juices flowed uncontrollably. Even though Ricky's tongue was pressing against my vagina, I couldn't stop the endless flow of juices; my thighs and sofa were covered in them. Ricky continued to suckle my vulva with all his might, as if trying his best to clean out all the vaginal fluid. But the harder he sucked, the more vaginal fluid flowed out, and I ejaculated again.
I don't know if it was because he was a stranger, and it was also the first time a stranger had drunk my vaginal fluid. I produced more vaginal fluid than when I made love with my boyfriend.
Occasionally, Ricky would look up and catch his breath. He looked at me with a very satisfied look; and I could clearly see that his entire lips were covered with my vaginal fluid, and a few drops remained on the tip of his nose. I looked at him with pleading eyes, letting
him know I needed his penis to fill me up; but he ignored me and continued to suck my juices. Seeing how
excited I was, moaning and wriggling my hips, he sucked even more enthusiastically, lifting my labia and gently biting the tender flesh of my cleft with his teeth.
I almost fainted from his ministrations and had another orgasm.
I couldn't hold back any longer and forcefully raised my hands to grasp his penis, then tried to unzip his pants. This time he didn't push my hands away, and finally I could hold that hot, thick penis tightly
! Although it wasn't as thick as my boyfriend's, it was a long-awaited penis, and Ricky must have a 7-inch penis. I really wanted to swallow it whole.
Ricky roughly turned my body around, making me kneel on the sofa with my back to him; he pushed my waist down with both hands. Then he thrust forward forcefully, his entire large penis squeezing into my wet and slippery vagina. Ah!
He thrust all the way in, hitting my cervix, a wave of pain mixed with intense pleasure washed over me. I couldn't help but convulse.
This empty, waiting hole, which had been waiting for so long, was finally being soothed.
Ricky knelt between my legs, his penis still tightly inserted inside my vagina. I gasped for breath, feeling even more fluid flowing from my vagina, soaking my calves. He gripped my waist, thrusting back and forth, faster and faster. Our breathing became increasingly rapid, and my cries grew louder as his seven-inch-long penis slid in and out of my vagina, causing me to writhe and tremble with itchiness, emitting wanton moans.
I was about to climax again, pulling Ricky closer with both hands so his penis could penetrate deeper.
He knew I was about to ejaculate, so he thrust even harder, each thrust reaching its full depth. Suddenly, he forcefully stopped at my cervix. Oh! I came, a gush of vaginal fluid filling his penis, and he
ejaculated his hot semen into my uterus with a burst of energy…
Ricky and I trembled a few times, then he pulled me onto the sofa, his hands still caressing my erect nipples. While pinching my nipple with his fingers, he told me to come back and do a survey with me sometime. He said it would be hard to find another interviewee as compatible as me.
I didn't answer him because I still felt a little ashamed. Why would I do this with a stranger, and enjoy everything he gave me?
But the feeling just now was too intense. I thought, since I'm an adult, having sexual needs isn't strange;
and my boyfriend couldn't satisfy me, so finding someone else wasn't wrong! I immediately felt relieved, and even thought it wouldn't be bad if there was another chance!
I knew I wasn't really willing to give up this big penis. Now that I had the experience, I wasn't afraid of a second or more times, so I turned around and stroked his soft penis to welcome him. He smiled at me, one hand returning to my breast, teasing my red, erect nipple. He looked down, admiring the sight, then slowly rested his head on my other breast, licking and sucking the other nipple with his tongue. I closed
my eyes, enjoying the sensation, still feeling a little hesitant; but since he had already taken me, I no longer cared.
Ricky skillfully sucked on my nipple, gently biting it with his teeth and teasing it with his tongue; his other finger was simultaneously playing with my other nipple. I started to get excited again. Yes, I get excited and wet very easily. As I've said before, I increasingly need to make love.
My thigh, pressed against Ricky's penis, felt pressure again; he was erect again. I rolled over and sat on top of him. He sat up and thrust his penis back into my vagina.
I kept moving up and down, while his hands and tongue never stopped playing with my nipples. He squeezed my breasts together and sucked on my nipples, making me even more excited and causing me to thrust my vaginal muscles into his penis even faster. Mmm! I had another orgasm. We thrust wildly, and he arched his back to receive his penis, as if afraid of missing even the slightest gap in my vagina. My emotions were running high, and my moans could be heard in the hallway outside. I didn't care about anything else; I had suppressed my sexual desire for too long. When he was about to ejaculate, he picked me
up and thrust wildly more than a hundred times before ejaculating into my vagina again.
By then, we were both exhausted and lay on the floor to rest.
After about half an hour, he said he had to leave to continue doing the questionnaires, adding that if it weren't for the fact that we hadn't finished counting yet, he would have liked to do it a few more times!
I saw Ricky off and then went to take a shower. Today's experience was truly unforgettable. I've been thinking about having sex with a stranger again,
ever since that crazy day with the interviewer. My boyfriend's been so busy, we haven't had a chance to make love again. These past few days I've just been going to work as usual, but my clothes are bolder than before; every day I wear short skirts or low-cut tops, enjoying the thrill of being stalked on the street. That exciting feeling and the urge to make love with a stranger keeps lingering in my mind. I really want to have another chance, but I lack the courage, and I'm afraid people will think I'm promiscuous. I'm always conflicted, wanting to do it but not daring to. I just have the courage to dress more sexily to attract strangers' attention
back to the center. I changed into this somewhat sexy uniform—a white tank top and white shorts. When I bend over, the tank top reveals my breasts, but none of us find it unacceptable, because most of the staff here are young and modern; this kind of style is just child's play for them.
Business hasn't been great lately; competition in the industry is fierce. Many new fitness centers have opened. Our center mainly serves men, with experts creating customized fitness programs and providing personalized training. We also have many other facilities, so our prices are higher than average. Therefore, we often have to advertise and come up with some tricks to attract customers.
Today, my boss, Sam Leung, called me into his office to discuss business strategies. I'm paid to do his bidding! I'm the head of the customer service department, and my salary is quite high. These frequent, meaningless meetings are necessary. Sam is also very good to me; he always grants my special requests. Even when I apply for vacation time, which I don't have, he approves without nagging. He's not very old, thirty-four and unmarried. Although he's good to me, he's also very serious and meticulous, so I usually go along with his requests. And if he fires me, it will be difficult to find another job like this with such high pay and flexibility.
But, Sam is a man after all! He would occasionally say lewd things to me, and even take the opportunity to grope me!
But I didn't mind too much; that's how men are!
Walking into the office, I saw Sam lounging in his executive chair. He said he had a new nickname he'd decided to implement immediately. When I asked him what it was, he handed me a bag and told me to change first. There was a screen in his office because he sometimes changed clothes to go to the gym. Having a screen was better than someone barging in and bumping into him while he was changing. So
I went behind the screen and changed. Wow! It was a light green and red short top and a mini-skirt. The tank top was really small, and it was low-cut; I couldn't wear the bra I was wearing that day, so I had to go braless. Wearing a bra isn't forbidden, but it must be a strapless style with a small bra size; the tank top is so small it barely covers two-thirds of my 36B breasts, with the remaining third showing. Over the tank top, I wear a short skirt, and today I'm also wearing black t-back lace panties. I mostly wear these kinds of panties because I find them more comfortable and cooler, and they don't show up when I wear tight pants. After
putting on the skirt, I realized it's really short; any slight movement and my panties are visible from a slightly lower angle. I really don't understand why the boss makes me wear clothes like this here
! What kind of outfit is this? If any lecherous men saw me on the street, they'd all have nosebleeds!
Stepping out from behind the screen, Sam stared intently, his eyes scanning from my chest to my legs, his gaze relentlessly sweeping over my body. His gaze made my face and body feel hot, and it reminded me of that interviewer. I gently asked him why he had changed into that outfit.
He seemed to snap out of his daze at my words: "Walk around here a few steps for me!"
I followed his instructions and paced back and forth in the room, walking in front of him from left to right and right to left, like a catwalk performance showcasing my dress. My exposed chest swayed from side to side as if it were about to jump out.
"You're beautiful. Not everyone can wear this outfit well," he said.
I smiled at him without saying anything, thanking him for his compliment. He told me to stop walking and put the pile of messy documents on his desk into the cabinet.
Following his instructions, I bent down to tidy up the mess on his desk. While picking up his documents, I caught a glimpse of Sam peering into my tank top with his eyes wide open. Of course... even when I was standing, the tank top only covered half of my breasts. Now, bent over on his desk, he could see even more, especially since I wasn't wearing a bra. My nipples, swaying with my movements, would surely look even sexier.
His peeping eyes aroused me again, and the memory of seducing that interviewer last time made me itchy and eager to try it again. I think my previous experience emboldened me, so I deliberately made bigger movements, letting my breasts sway more, making them sway gracefully in front of Sam.
After slowly picking up the documents, I went to the cabinet next to him to put them in. He told me to put them in the lower drawer; I thought he might want to see my underwear, so I deliberately bent down and put the documents in. As I was tidying up the drawers, a warm hand suddenly landed on my buttocks. My t-back underwear allowed Sam to directly touch my bottom.
I knew he couldn't resist. But a sense of unease crept in. Was I going to do this again? This was my boss!
Hesitating between continuing and leaving, I straightened up. Unexpectedly, Sam's other hand had already touched my breast, and he pressed his body against me, preventing me from turning around so he could continue touching my round buttocks. "Ah...so smooth...don't move..."
I felt so good being touched, but I was also afraid of the consequences if things escalated. If he were a stranger, it would be better; once and then goodbye. But my boss needed to see me every day. Wouldn't that be awkward? He had already ignited my desire, but I was still conflicted.
"Sam, don't do this!"
"Yes... let me touch you as much as I want!"
"Sam... no..."
"I've wanted to touch you for so long, I just can't resist today, I'm going to touch you as much as I want..."
I knew he was always interested in me, but he had never been so bold and deliberately flaunting his sexiness as he was today. Perhaps it was because of my teasing that he finally couldn't resist his desire for me.
He rubbed my buttocks with one hand and stroked my breasts with the other. Sam even pressed his already hard penis against my buttocks. Although I said no, his actions were exactly what I wanted. And I had already softened a bit from what he had done, and my body couldn't help but lean against his.
"Sam, no... this is the company... it would be terrible if someone saw us!"
"What are you afraid of... I'm the boss, who dares to say anything!"
Sam pulled me around and lifted me up to sit on the desk, then placed his hands on my breasts and began to rub them. I was still a little shy, but Sam's hot hands roaming over my body felt wonderful; my lower body was already aroused, and my underwear was soaked with lustful fluid.
Although I was worried about the embarrassment later and the impact on my work, his desire was so intense now that I was afraid that resisting now would offend him and cost me my job. Most importantly, I needed to make love right now, and I could worry about the consequences later! Maybe he would treat me even better!
The knot in my heart had been untied, and I began to enjoy his caresses, relaxing my hands on the table to support my body. Sam looked at me and knew I had given in to his will. He ripped off the tank top in one go, and my breasts immediately sprang out. He quickly pinched my nipples with his fingers.
"Ah!!!... It hurts!"
He pinched my tender nipples so hard, so rough... He kept twisting my two slightly
protruding nipples...
"Ah!!!... Can you be gentler?"
Sam ignored my pleas, twisting my nipples with his fingers one moment and rubbing them with his palm the next, making my already erect nipples even more prominent. He fondled my breasts with his hands, admiring my seductive movements. I began to moan and writhe from side to side.
"Ugh!!!!!!!!! Sam..."
"Feels good, doesn't it... I'll make you feel so good you'll want to die!"
"Ah!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, without saying a word, he squeezed my breasts together and began sucking on my nipples.
"Ah!!!!!!!!!... Sam... It feels so good... Don't stop..."
I loved having both my nipples sucked at the same time; the feeling was like ascending to heaven.
Sam sucked hard on my two erect nipples, while simultaneously lifting my short skirt. My t-back panties were easily pulled aside, and he spread my labia majora with his fingers. In this excited state, I let him play with my clitoris. His fingers teased my clitoris a few times before moving towards my wet vulva. My opening was already wet, and his fingers were soaked with my juices.
He kept sucking on my nipples, sometimes gently, sometimes forcefully, and sometimes rubbing my two sensitive nipples with his teeth. His fingers began to probe inside my opening, teasing and twisting with one finger, causing my buttocks to involuntarily sway along with it. Sam violently twisted the tender flesh inside my vagina with his fingers, causing my juices to flow out continuously.
"Ah...ah...ah...so...so good...Sam...put it all the way in..."
My juices were slowly squeezed out of my vagina by Sam's fingers, flowing all over my labia, even wetting my short skirt.
"Ah...Sam...give it to me...I can't take it...ah..."
Sam still ignored me, sucking on my nipples even harder. One of his fingers twisted incessantly inside my vagina,
as if he was getting happier with each twist. Then he inserted two fingers, twisting and kneading them inside my vagina, making my whole body feel like it was on fire. I couldn't help but raise one hand and grab Sam's hair tightly, pressing his head closer to my chest, as if I wanted to squeeze my breasts into his mouth.
"Ah...Sam...no...I can't take it..."
Sam increased the number of fingers inside my vagina, twisting and stretching them in different directions, as if trying to open my vagina to its maximum extent. He seemed to get more and more excited as he grabbed them, and suddenly he thrust all three fingers in hard, pumping in and out repeatedly.
"Oh... Sam... no... um..."
"Do... do you want it?"
"Oh... Sam... I want it... I want it!"
My mind went blank, all my previous worries had been forgotten, I only knew that I needed a penis to fill the emptiness in my lower body; my body swayed constantly, itching as if a thousand insects were biting me, my whole body exuding a hot, sexual scent, needing the conquest of a penis.
I straightened up and reached out to unzip his pants, and his already erect penis immediately sprang out. I eagerly grasped it and stroked it, it seemed that Sam had also been unable to hold back for a long time, he just wanted to enjoy my expression of ecstasy. I pulled down his pants in one swift motion, and Sam, unable to contain his lust, thrust his entire penis between my thighs into my wet vagina.
"Ah...it hurts...ah...it feels good..."
Perhaps because Sam's penis was too thick, his insertion made my vagina swell and hurt a little, and my body involuntarily twitched a few times, causing even more vaginal fluid to flow...
"You wanted it, didn't you? Here, take it all."
"Ah...it hurts...be gentle...um..."
Sam didn't stop, and began to thrust even more, each insertion reaching its full depth, hitting my cervix. I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure; my whole body was convulsing, and my buttocks were involuntarily responding to his onslaught. "Is it... good?"
"Ah... good... ah... don't stop... um..."
Sam continued thrusting, each time forcefully inserting his penis to the deepest point, the speed and force increasing.
"Sam... Sam... oh... ah..."
Sam thrust into me rapidly, his hands not idle either, still twisting my nipples, sometimes even pulling them up to match his movements.
He pinched my nipples hard with his fingers, making my nipples unbearably painful. I tried to pry his fingers away, but he pinched them even tighter.
"Sam... no... it hurts..."
"Pain? No... you'll like it."
He not only showed no pity, but pinched even harder, twisting my two nipples, which had been played with until they were red. The penis continued to thrust violently inside the vagina.
"Ah...ah...no...oh...faster...oh...no..."
For some reason, the pain gave me a different kind of pleasure, transforming the previous pain into intense excitement. Completely out of control, I grabbed Sam's hand, signaling him to squeeze my nipples tighter.
"Ah... Sam... don't stop... coming... I want it..."
"Oh... oh... you little slut... so much water!"
"Mmm... it's all your fault... ah... making me want to die!"
"Okay... I'm going to kill you now!"
Sam thrust his penis into my vagina at lightning speed, his fingers pulling my nipples outwards, twisting and pumping incessantly.
"Ah... Sam... ah... good... mmm... faster... ah... I want it... I'm going to lose it...
ah..."
"Oh..."
"Mmm... ah..."
I felt a gush of hot semen rush into my uterus; Sam had ejaculated inside me. But he hadn't stopped thrusting, and I could still feel his penis hadn't gone soft.
"Oh... Sam... That's amazing... I can't take it..."
"Do you like it? I can do it again!"
"Oh... No... That's enough... I can't take it..."
Sam continued thrusting for a few more minutes, until finally his penis went soft. He leaned against my back, panting, his hands still rubbing my nipples as he breathed. My lower body was still contracting, gripping his now-soft penis tightly.
"Sam... You're really amazing... You've almost killed me..."
"Yes... You excite me. I like wet women."
"If you like, I can make you wet even more?"
Sam kissed my lips, and I closed my eyes, enjoying his kiss and the afterglow of our intense battle. He put his tongue in my mouth, and I swallowed his wet tongue, while my hands continued to caress my breasts. My hands weren't idle either; they gently caressed his back.
Sam seemed reluctant to leave my body, and we lingered like this for over ten minutes. Finally, his phone rang, and he had to get up to answer it. I took this opportunity to change back into my uniform; it was time to go back to the lobby. Staying in there too long might arouse suspicion. Although meetings with Sam are common, I felt a little guilty this time…
Sam was on the phone, but she didn't stop rummaging around my waist as I put
on my uniform. Just then, Sam hung up
. “Take the clothes you just changed into, and the rest are in the closet. Tomorrow, all six of you in your client department will be wearing these new uniforms.”
Only then did I realize that this outfit, which didn't look like clothes, would be the center's uniform.
“What?… We have to wear this uniform?” “Yes…
Is there a problem?
” “Oh! Sam is too sexy, isn’t she!”
“That’s the new nickname I was talking about. Business at the center isn’t good, so can you help out?”
“Of course I’ll help you, but what about the others?”
“If they don’t want to wear it, let them quit. Anyway, not everyone will look good in it, right?”
“Oh…”
“I mean… this uniform seems to have been made for you. You look so beautiful in it, I’m afraid no man can resist.”
He pulled me closer, and I leaned against his chest coquettishly, lightly tracing his breasts with my fingertips. "Sam, so you've held back all year, and finally couldn't resist anymore, right?"
"I... shall we have dinner together after work tonight?"
"Okay. I'll go out and get back to work now. See you tonight."
I kissed Sam on the lips and left the room, his eyes still taking in every last glance of my body until I stepped out.
From his gaze and actions, I knew this wouldn't affect my work; in fact, it might even improve my standing at the company. So I had no regrets. I could kill two birds with one stone; even if my boyfriend wasn't around, I wouldn't have to suppress my sexual needs anymore. Since I'd already done it with Sam, what did it matter if we did it a few more times? I could get the same exciting sex at work in the future.
[The End]

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