My Past with a White-Collar Manager

Chapter 1

After being a spectator for so many years, I'm now going to share my own experiences with everyone.

The following story is based on my own true events. This is my first time writing, so please be kind.

The female protagonist is named Ting (pseudonym). I met her one day when my wife was in the middle of her pregnancy.

Ting was a department manager at a service company.

I usually dealt with business with a regional manager affiliated with that company. That day, I suddenly received a call from Ting saying that the company was having a promotion with discounts and asking if I wanted to take orders from her.

I habitually replied, "I'll think about it."

Because I didn't know if she was serious, I just let it go.

Then the next day, Ting called again to ask how my decision was going.

So I casually asked about the detailed plan, and she naturally said, "Why don't you add me on WeChat? I'll send you the details."

That's how I added Ting on WeChat, and that's how the story unfolded.

Actually, I've always been very dutiful. My wife is my second woman, so initially, I had no ulterior motives towards Ting; it was purely a business relationship.

Given Ting's persistent persuasion and the fact that her offer was indeed more affordable than the previous affiliated regional manager, I decided to try working with her for one or two orders.

However, a settlement issue arose at the end.

With the previous affiliated regional manager, they would arrange a time to collect payment after providing the service.

But Ting's location was dozens of kilometers away, making it impossible for her to come and collect payment for every order.

Her requirement was that I pay first, and then they would provide the services, arguing that several customers had previously canceled their appointments after receiving services from their company, leaving her to cover the costs.

At this point, I hesitated, wondering if it was a scam. But I was in a hurry to complete my order, and considering she had my data, I figured it probably wasn't a fraudulent company. Anyway, it was just a couple of orders to try; even if I lost money, it wouldn't be much. So I asked for her account number and transferred the money.

After receiving the payment, Ting seemed very pleased. She said that very few customers were willing to trust her, but I had chosen to believe her, which moved her deeply.

Then she said she was out running errands and could only help me after she got back to the company. To make sure I didn't believe her, she even took a selfie in her car and sent it to me.

That was the first time I saw what she looked like: she was wearing sunglasses that covered almost half her face, and a seatbelt ran across her chest, making her breasts particularly prominent. Unfortunately, I deleted the photo when I was cleaning up my memory, so I didn't save it.

I estimated at the time that she was at least a C cup or larger.

Later, it turned out that I was inexperienced and she was probably only a B cup at most, haha. She

also sent a hugging emoji at the end to show her happiness and gratitude.

Combining what she sent and her photo, I had a vague feeling that something might happen between us.

After our first successful business transaction, our mutual trust increased considerably.

We started talking more and more on WeChat.

Once, we talked about a problem she had at work: she often had to use the VLOOKUP function in Excel when organizing account data at the end of the month.

She didn't understand this function and struggled with it for a long time without success. She even mentioned that no one in her company knew the formula.

She even drove to his house to ask a manager in her department who might know, but still to no avail.

Luckily, I was a computer science graduate. Although I hadn't used the function

before, I quickly looked it up online. I explained the method to her, and while she still didn't fully understand, she solved everything by following my steps.

She was incredibly excited, like a monkey getting a banana.

Her joy was palpable.

She showered me with admiration, saying she'd solved her long-standing problem in minutes.

Strangely, she didn't speak much for several days after that. Later, I learned she had gone back to her hometown and told me about her situation.

It turned out she was now a mother of two, and her ex-husband had passed away from illness when her youngest child was only a few months old.

Her in-laws treated her very badly, ultimately leaving her with the children. She had no choice but to take the children back to her parents' home to raise them while she went out to work.

After enduring countless hardships, she gradually rose to her current position as department head.

She went back this time because her child had a fever.

Then, she suddenly became cheerful, saying that it was all alright, that she had gotten through the most difficult time, and that she had become much more accepting of things.

To cheer her up, I jokingly asked if she had found a boyfriend yet. She immediately replied that she had had two boyfriends, but they broke up soon after because of her children. She said there was currently another man pursuing her, a man with children like her.

I said that was good, as it's understandable for people with children.

But she said she felt he was a bit strange and didn't really like him, and that she needed to think about it carefully.

She also said that because of her children, she didn't expect to find a partner she could spend her life with.

Perhaps she didn't want to talk about it anymore, because she started complaining about the function formula again. So I said, "Why don't you just send me the materials, and I'll fix it and send it back to you?" She

was

surprised and said, "Don't be so polite, just send it over !

" Actually, after fully understanding the function, it wasn't difficult at all. It only took about ten minutes, and I sent her the finished product.

She was so surprised she couldn't believe it.

"This is most of my work today! Master, please take me on! Don't call me 'Master,' it makes me sound old. How about I call you 'Big Brother'?" After a while, I realized I was actually a few months older than her. "

Okay, I'll be your Big Brother for now."

When I got home, I found that my child didn't like studying much. Scolding her didn't help, and she didn't improve. I really didn't know what to say to her. "All-knowing Big Brother, do you have any solutions?" she suddenly started talking about her child again. "

I'm not some kind of education expert, do you really think I'm omnipotent?" But I follow an education channel on WeChat, I can share it with you. Then I sent her the public account I followed.

Wow, wow, wow, it actually has the answers to the questions I'm looking for! I love you so much, bro, mwah!

I thought to myself, it's just a link to a WeChat official account, no need to get so excited.

Thank you so much, brother! Since you helped me finish my work today, I can finally go for a run tonight. What's wrong? Are you a sports enthusiast? Not really, just that my belly's a bit big lately and I want to lose some weight. I think I heard about Jung Da-yeon's workout routine; it seems really effective for that.

Then, I downloaded a video of Jung Da-yeon and sent it to her.

Wow, how do you know everything, brother? Hello, I'll do this workout tonight.

Around 9 PM, I received another message from her on WeChat.

Finally finished! So tiring, but it felt good. Really?

But you have to keep at it to see results. But it's so hot now, won't you be covered in sweat after doing this? Yes, I'm covered in sweat right now. I saw those beautiful women in the video wearing those tight workout clothes, and they looked pretty sexy even though they were sweating profusely. Oh,

what are you wearing? Are you going to do it in your underwear? Hehe.

You're so naughty! I won't tell you. But if you give me a set, I don't mind wearing it for you to see.

Well, I need to know if your current outfit really doesn't suit you. If it does, I can buy you something else. Or, take a picture of yourself now and send it to me. I was thinking, seeing a woman covered in sweat must be quite a sight, right?

Dream on! I'm not sending it. But I want to know what you would buy for me if you didn't buy a tight-fitting sports outfit. If I said I'd buy you a set of sexy lingerie, would you dare wear it? Forget it, you wouldn't even dare to take a picture now, so you'll never have the chance to receive this gift.

I thought since we've come this far, I'd try a slightly suggestive joke and see how she responds.

You're so mean! Humph, you actually said you'd give me sexy lingerie, you're just trying to make fun of me.

Then she sent a pouting emoji. Oh well,

I can't help it. I give you something and you don't want it, and I get scolded. It's like my heart is as bright as the moon, but the moon shines on a gutter.

Humph, I'm ignoring you, I'm going to take a bath.

I wondered if making such a joke was a bit too much. However, it turns out my worries were unnecessary.

Actually, to put it another way: if you're not a little mischievous, a woman might not even fall in love with you. You can't just wait for her to seduce you first, right? About half an hour later, I received a photo from Ting on my phone. She was wearing something like a dress, probably the same thing she was doing when she came to do her aerobics.

I was about to say something when I received a few more photos.

These were of her wearing a short skirt, but only a bra on her upper body, and her face was visible. At that moment, I was really excited, like receiving a long-awaited gift.

Looking closely at her private parts, I saw a cleavage, but not very deep.

Hmm, it's a B cup, and her skin is pretty good too, looking like a young married woman.

Delete it quickly after looking at it! This is the first time I've ever sent a photo like this in my life. I don't know why I sent it to you.

No way, didn't your previous two boyfriends ask you to send these kinds of pictures? It's time to press your advantage!

No one would make such a request like you. Delete it quickly, or it'll be troublesome if it gets leaked.

It's not like it's showing anything, so sending these photos between boyfriends and girlfriends isn't too much to ask, right? By the way, why are you wearing such a short skirt for the photos? It doesn't match at all.

Because my belly doesn't look good.

It's just a little bigger belly, how would you know it doesn't look good if you don't look? It's not just bigger, it's a scar on my belly.

What happened ? It's from a C-section

, silly

.

Oh, I see. Well, actually, I suggest your wife have a C-section too.

Why? I'd like to know the details.

Are you really unaware or pretending

? I really don't know. Isn't natural childbirth the best?

The advantage of a C-section is that after giving birth, your vagina will be tighter. Don't you men really want that? Oh, yes, it seems that's true. Yes,

that's what my two ex-boyfriends said, and maybe that's why they didn't want to leave me. That car was a gift from my ex-boyfriend. I only had to break up with them because of the children.

Oh, really? Then I guess I'll have to verify when it's really that tight, hehe.

"Dream on! Besides, you're my older brother! How could you do this? You can only introduce one good man to me. Maybe out of gratitude, I might let you touch me up there.

" "Oh, only once? And it has to be someone else? Even being the older brother has this restriction?" I thought. I guess it's just a matter of going through the motions. Suddenly, I remembered some comics about sex positions on my phone, so I chose a traditional missionary position and sent it to her, saying, "Tell me, which positions have you and your ex-boyfriends tried? Like this one? Have you tried it?" "Yes, I have."

She sent a shy emoji. "

And this one?"

Then, I sent all the comics one by one and discussed them.

For example, which position do you like best? Which position can bring you to orgasm? etc.

Later, she got aroused and said, "I've realized you're really good at building chemistry! We've got me all wet! Believe me, if you were next to me right now, I might actually do it with you! I never thought text chatting could have this kind of feeling. You're really amazing." "

Really? Then we can try text sex!" "

What's text sex like? I've never tried it." "

Simply put, it's simulating sex through text descriptions."

"No, no, tonight's already gone too far. If we keep going, things will really get out of hand." "Okay, let's stop here for tonight. Goodnight, mwah."

And with that, Ting went offline. This was probably her way of playing hard to get.

I think you can't rush things. Besides, I have no experience with this. If I hadn't read the articles shared by netizens, I really wouldn't have been able to make up my mind to take this step. Let's take it one step at a time.

Chapter Two:

My True Story with My White-Collar Supervisor 02

That night, after Ting went offline, I was thinking that our relationship was pretty clear; there was only a thin layer of sandpaper between us. How could I smoothly let that layer melt away naturally, so that we could be completely honest with each other? At that moment, I suddenly remembered our conversation that night. When she asked me to give her a sportswear set, I jokingly said I would give her sexy lingerie.

Why not just give her a set of sexy lingerie? Hmm, that's it. If she wears it, her figure will be on full display. Even if she doesn't wear it right away, I think it's only a matter of time. This is a move where I win no matter what she does.

No sooner said than done, that very night I browsed Taobao and picked out a purple deep-V lingerie set with a shawl. The material was as thin as a cicada's wing, basically a patterned mosquito net.

Just imagining her wearing it... hehe, I shamelessly got aroused.

The next day, everything seemed normal; she didn't bring up that night again.

First, she was at work, and it wasn't convenient or appropriate to discuss these things during work hours; second, as the woman, she naturally had to be reserved.

Okay, since that's the case, I'll play hard to get, whet her appetite a bit, and see how she handles the package when it arrives in a few days.

Haha, three days passed quickly. I checked the tracking information; the package was about to be delivered.

Now I had to tell her, otherwise, it wouldn't be good if she opened it in front of everyone at work. "Are you

busy? You need to sign for a package later."

"What package? I didn't receive anything."

It's a package that you have to sign for yourself, and you can only open it after you get home.

You're sending me a gift? What is it? It's so mysterious! Well

, let's just say it's like Zhuge Liang's secret plan; it's best to open it at the right time.

Okay, then I'll wait for it to arrive. Thank you in advance, mwah! Hmm, I'm a little excited.

In fact, she couldn't resist opening it first.

In the afternoon, she sent a message on WeChat. "

Sorry, strategist, I still secretly opened the package. I didn't expect you to actually buy this outfit.

Haha, I knew you couldn't contain your curiosity. How about you share your thoughts at this moment?" "After you've shared, hehe, you still want to play these tricks on me? Okay, then I'll play along." "

What? You said you'd wear it for me tonight? That's great! I'll be waiting!"

Now she was in a hurry.

"Hmph, you're too cunning! You're making things up and ignoring me like this! I have to work."

Judging from her response, she didn't strongly object.

It seems there's still a good chance I'll get to see her tonight.

Now, all I can do is anticipate and fantasize, haha.

Okay, I finally made it tonight—at least that half-day felt incredibly long—and then a few photos of her actually appeared on WeChat.

I eagerly clicked on the pictures and was immediately stunned.

Yes, she was indeed wearing that sexy dress, but the problem was, she was also wearing underwear underneath! Oh my god, I see you have a good eye, this dress fits you perfectly, hehe, are you drooling over it? I'm dizzy, this photo isn't even as stimulating as the one from a few nights ago where she was only wearing a bra.

I said, isn't this a bit redundant? It's supposed to be a set of underwear, why are you wearing another set underneath? Doesn't that make you look too bulky? Oh well, there's a wolf watching me from across the street, I have to wear an extra layer for protection.

Am I that shallow? I just wanted to verify if this purple really suits your skin tone. Besides, the seller claimed that wearing it would make your skin look incredibly supple. You're not confident in yourself, are you? Humph, is my skin that bad? Why wouldn't I be confident? I know you're trying to provoke me. Okay, I'll send you a picture so you won't keep harping on this.

Finally, I received the photo I wanted.

Like the previous photos, her face wasn't shown. She was still wearing underwear, but no bra.

The transparency of this lingerie is truly impressive; everything inside is clearly visible.

Her breasts, freed from the bra's constraints, stood side-by-side.

Two small nipples were faintly visible through the purple fabric.

Perhaps, as she said, she hadn't breastfed much, because her areolas and nipples still looked quite pink through the purple fabric.

After all, she was in her early thirties; while not as firm as a young girl's, there were no signs of sagging.

"Now that you see it, you can give up, right

? It looks so tempting, and it feels so good to touch. I wish I could hold it and rub it right now." (sent a lewd and mischievous emoji).

"You men, you're always pushing your luck, you're never satisfied." "

It does look very attractive. If I could satisfy both my tactile and oral desires, that would be amazing. Hehe, I bet your ex-boyfriends were always eager to touch it too." "

Why mention them? I think they were more interested in my genitals."

"Oh, what's going on?"

"Aren't all men like this? Don't you only get excited after you're inside?" "That's true, but there should always be some foreplay, right? Do you guys just go straight to the point and last 5 or 6 minutes, then ejaculate and that's it?" "

I can only say that your ex-boyfriends are quite selfish. Without foreplay, a woman's orgasm is greatly diminished."

Are all her ex-boyfriends from "Super Boy"? Even "Super Boy" guys need foreplay, right? Or is she trying to use this to delve deeper into the topic? You sound like you know so much about this! Would you mind telling me what your foreplay is like? How do I put it? Everything done before penetration can be considered foreplay, right? In short, it's just hand and mouth activity.

Then I roughly talked to her about touching, oral sex, 69, etc. I've never tried being licked down there before, and I suddenly really want to know what it feels like to be licked down there. Oh, that's what I was waiting for her to say.

That's easy! How about we schedule a time for you to enjoy yourself? I guarantee you

'll be completely out of control, hehe. I need to think about that carefully, but I have a way to solve this problem now. Women are supposed to be reserved; what they think and what they say are always out of sync.

Okay, let's see what your method is.

So tell me what method

you're suggesting? How can you be so dense? You could try something remote, like that text-based lovemaking you mentioned the other day. I think she was already itching to have sex during our chat. Since you brought it up yourself, let's do it! Ask for some revealing photos during the process; maybe she'll agree, hehe.

Okay, let's begin. First, we need to make sure your surroundings are quiet and private enough. Ask her about her environment, otherwise, being interrupted would spoil the mood.

That's fine; I live alone.

Since the environment isn't an issue, let's begin, haha.

Okay, calm your mind, and imagine I'm right beside you. We just had a candlelight dinner together, with pleasant music playing in the background, and we even had some red wine. Now your face is slightly flushed from the wine, and your body feels a little warm.

Okay, I really like this scene. Let's continue.

At this moment, you nestled beside me, and I gently stroked your hair, inhaling its fragrance. Slowly, I kissed my way down your hair to your ear, nibbling at your earlobe. Your breath occasionally escaped your ear, sending shivers down to my heart.

Ah, so soft and yielding; all my strength vanished.

It seemed she was getting into the mood.

Now, my kisses moved from your earlobe to your neck, lightly kissing up and down, while my hands moved gently from your back to your waist. Your breathing quickened, and your expression gradually became dreamy. From this moment on, she became less talkative, mostly responding with interjections.

Next, the passionate kisses moved slowly down your neck to your shoulder, from your shoulder to your collarbone, and from your collarbone to your arm. While kissing your skin, the straps of your purple dress slipped from your shoulders to your arms with each passionate kiss, then slowly descended, first sliding over your chest, then past your navel, down your thighs, and finally falling to the floor. I realized that at this moment, theoretically, she was only wearing her underwear.

Now I could ask for a close-up photo.

So I said to her, "To make the description more apt, honey, how about a close-up of your breasts?" "

Okay, just a moment."

That's the good thing about a passionate young woman; once she gets into character, she no longer hesitates and promptly sent two close-up photos of her breasts.

One was a sitting photo, taken from below, with half of her right breast, including the nipple, pressed down by her arm, looking like a piece of white tofu under the flash. Her

left breast was completely exposed, the areola neither too big nor too small, and the cylindrical nipple standing on it. Perhaps because she hadn't breastfed much, her nipple wasn't as long as some of the young women's photos online.

The other photo was of her lying on her side on the bed, and this one looked a bit provocative.

One nipple was pressed tightly against the bed sheet, while the other nipple was being pinched by the index and middle fingers of the right hand. It seemed they had been kneading it according to the script, haha, guess this is an experienced driver.

Darling, why did you stop? Continue!

I was so busy looking at the pictures that I forgot to continue the verbal guidance.

Here it comes, now my kisses follow your collarbone to the foot of your snow-white peaks, circling and climbing from the bottom. With each step, the peaks tremble slightly in return, and with these tremors, we slowly advance towards the highest peak. As we climbed, we finally saw the red auspicious cloud, and couldn't wait to lick it with my tongue. Licking the red cloud, I was pleasantly surprised to find a red gem standing atop it, crystal clear. Looking at this delicate, luscious ruby, I couldn't help but lick it a few times. However, licking alone didn't seem to satisfy my craving, so finally, I took the gem into my mouth and sucked on it continuously. And the gem, under this warm suction, slowly hardened. Mmm, so good. At the same time, the caresses of her hands moved from her waist to her smooth buttocks, then from her buttocks to the inner thighs, moving back and forth. With each step, they occasionally touched the mysterious, shrouded area. To catch a glimpse of that mysterious sight, the covering began to be removed. Darling, let me see the splendor of your mysterious beauty.

At this point, I absolutely had to ask for a few close-up photos of her lower body, hehe.

Okay, sure.

Anticipation, really anticipation! Finally, a few close-up photos of her lower body arrived one after another.

I didn't know until I saw them, and I was shocked.

The density of her pubic hair was truly frightening—a dark, dense patch, not only high in density but also in area, extending from around her perineum all the way to her lower abdomen.

There's a saying that long pubic hair indicates a strong sex drive.

It seems there's some truth to that.

The subsequent events proved this point; once aroused, she would want it without restraint.

Fortunately, although the forest was dense, it didn't obstruct the view.

The two tender

labia below weren't thick, naturally separated.

The part near the clitoris was slightly darker, the clitoris covered by skin, not exposed.

The opening below was tightly closed, a trickle of water flowing from it, glistening and incredibly tempting under the flash of the light.

I really had the urge to take a bite.

Didn't she just say she really wanted to know what it felt like to be licked down there? Now, although that's impossible, I can let her experience it through words.

Darling, your forest down there is so lush, especially the trickle of water flowing from it. It can't wait to suck it up.

To synchronize your senses, imagine your hand as my kiss and move it accordingly. First, I glided freely through the dense forest, discovering an unusual protrusion. My curious tongue immediately began licking it, up and down, inside and out, only to find that the protrusion became harder and harder under the wet licking of my little tongue. "Brother, it's so exciting! My little sister is flowing with so much water!"

She was telling the truth. In later interactions, I discovered she had a lot of fluid, and it was easy for her to come out.

Her little tongue loved playing in the water. Seeing the trickling stream, it immediately slid down the two labia to the entrance of the stream, pecking at it once, twice, three times, splashing water everywhere, the entrance seeming to vibrate in response.

However, the little tongue didn't seem satisfied with just playing at the entrance. Seeing the constantly moving opening, it didn't hesitate to dive in, wandering around, scratching itself, back and forth, as if trying to find the source of the stream. It didn't find the source, but it found the stream was getting more and more plentiful. "Oh brother, little sister is so itchy, so itchy! Hurry up and let your little brother in, okay? I want to see your little brother now, can I see your little brother?" Hearing this request, I was somewhat surprised.

Because in my experience, it's always been men who are eager to ask women for photos, I've rarely heard of women actively asking men for photos.

Perhaps this also confirms the characteristic of long pubic hair from another perspective

, haha.

Since she wants to see, I'll send her a few pictures. Anyway, my little dragon is already awake, head held high, ready to stretch out.

So I took a few pictures of my bulging veins with my phone, selected a few satisfactory angles, and sent them over.

Wow, brother, your little brother is so big! I really like it, hurry up and let it in!

She even sent a shy emoji.

Hearing her description, I felt that my little dragon wasn't that unusual. Maybe it was just her being polite. Mature women should know how to praise men.

But from later interactions, I found that she was expressing her true feelings. During our encounters, she mentioned that her little dragon caused her discomfort.

Perhaps the only explanation is that the men she'd met before weren't very good.

Can't wait any longer? Okay, little brother is coming to visit little sister soon.

Now, use two fingers to simulate my little brother's actions. First, the little brother observes at the entrance of the little sister's room, constantly rubbing and polishing back and forth. Hmm, brother, can you let your little brother come in here to the little sister right now? It's so itchy, I can't hold back anymore.

Okay, now the little brother is kneeling at the entrance of the little sister's vagina, peeking inside to look around. Finding it warm and cozy with flowing water, he slowly pushes deeper and deeper. As he goes deeper, more and more water flows towards him, and the little sister contracts with each thrust, waves of pleasure rising from below, soaring to the heavens.

The little brother keeps thrusting, deeper and deeper, more and more powerful, and the little sister's juices flow even more.

Water splashes everywhere with the slapping sounds. The sounds of water, impact, and moans blend together to create an incredibly lewd scene. "Ah... I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" After a long while, she finally caught her breath and said softly, "I really didn't expect that I could reach orgasm like this! You're so amazing!" Actually, this is my first time describing sex like this; I've only seen similar stories in some erotic novels before.

I think the reason she reached orgasm is because she was quite horny, hadn't had sex in a long time, and was also because she was quite sensitive to written descriptions.

I remember later, when I talked to her about having sex with my ex-girlfriend in the wild, she was surprisingly interested and asked me to describe the process in detail. When I described it to her the whole time, she actually had an orgasm too.

Honey, I have something to tell you, don't mind. Although we didn't have any physical contact just now, I feel like I gave you everything. We have a custom where we're from that the man has to give the woman a red envelope after such a first encounter.

Oh, okay, how much?

I think this is the difference between a young woman and a married woman. A young woman only needs you to have feelings for her and a sense of responsibility.

A married woman is more practical; they don't expect too much affection from you, but they want something tangible in return.

The specific amount is up to you, just make sure it has an 8 in it. 　　I thought about it and sent a red envelope of 188 yuan.

I 　　think this amount is auspicious; a large red envelope won't go through (WeChat red envelopes under 200 yuan). 　　Wow, you've far exceeded my expectations! You're so good to me, mwah, brother! Suddenly I really want to do it with you for real! 　　Haha, really? But this can't be rushed. We need to choose a place and time that's convenient for everyone. 　　We both have families, and I don't want to act rashly. 　　Hmm, you're right. I'm suddenly really looking forward to that day, hehe. 　　The female writer Eileen Chang once said: "A woman's love goes straight to her vagina." 　　Looking at it this way, this statement isn't entirely without merit. 　　[The End]

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