[My True Office Romance] (07-11) Author: jenderlee

Author: jenderlee
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Chapter Seven

After Xixi left, Shanya also went back to her office.

I first called Miao'er to inform her that I would be working overtime tonight, and then buried myself in my work, thinking: Damn,
it seems that my job for the past six months has been Shanya's secretary. What kind of sales management supervisor is this? Besides Xixi, the only people under me
are the five people in the sales department, and they are not even directly under my jurisdiction. What I do most every day is
to keep writing various reports and making presentation PPTs for Shanya. It's so annoying

. About an hour later, the phone rang. I looked and it was my good buddy, Lin Sen: Hey, Zheng Si,
do you want to go to Dongguan tonight to have some fun? Minister Liu just called. There are new goods.

Dongguan, back then, Dongguan was called a man's paradise, which was not an exaggeration. In fact, I think even
paradise is not as fun as Dongguan. There, you can find girls of any price range, and you can find any kind of fun
. There is nothing that they can't do if you can't imagine it. Hotels are everywhere in Dongguan, almost in every corner of the city. In every
opulent hotel, there are at least a hundred beauties waiting for your patronage. Lin Sen and I often go together. Of course,
sometimes I'll go by myself and stay overnight in Dongguan.

When Lin Sen asked me to go to Dongguan, I immediately got angry: "Damn it, what the hell is Dongguan? I have to work overtime.

" "Hehe, okay, okay, then I won't bother you anymore. But it's almost Chinese New Year, and the ladies will all be going back to their hometowns soon. If
you want to go then, you'll be ugly."

I laughed and cursed: "Get lost." Then I hung up the phone.

Just as I put down my phone, I saw Shanya turn the corner and walk towards me. Her voluptuous and muscular figure was
tightly wrapped in a suit.

I thought to myself: Did she hear what I just said?

I looked at her and said: "Manager, I just finished making it and was about to send it to you."

Shanya replied: "No need, I'll just look at it here and fix anything that's not right immediately."

After saying that, she dragged a chair over and sat down to my right and behind me. Her left hand rested casually on the back of my chair,
her right hand tucked between her legs, and she leaned forward.

Seeing her sit down, I turned back and said, "Then I'll go through it from the beginning." I then flipped
through .

"Uh… here, go back to the previous page, let me see… um… okay, change it like this, continue."

"Wait… here, this sentence needs to be changed."

I asked, "Which sentence?

" "This one."

She said, extending her right hand and moving the chair forward, leaning forward as much as possible to point to
it on the computer screen. At the same time, I felt Shanya's strong, powerful thighs pressed tightly against my legs because they were so far forward
, and a small part of her chest was already touching my right shoulder. My heart skipped a beat, but I tried
to remain calm, dragging the mouse where she was pointing. Shanya continued as if nothing had happened.

"Here, here."

"Oh."

Seeing that I had found the spot, Shanya moved the chair back a little. I could clearly feel that
the part of my leg that was in contact with Shanya was covered in sweat.

After about 10 minutes, everything was finished.

Shanya said, "Print out a copy for me, and then send me the electronic version."

I responded.

After Shanya finished speaking, she stood up. Perhaps because she had been sitting for a long time, or perhaps because it was difficult to move in her miniskirt, she
swayed and almost fell.

I quickly went over and supported her arm: "Be careful, are you alright?

" "I'm fine, thank you."

"I'll help you to your office."

Shanya lowered her head and hummed in agreement.

Supporting herself on her arm, I walked down the corridor and into her office, where I gently placed Shanya
on the sofa.

I saw her bend over and touch her right ankle after sitting down, so I asked, "Did you twist it?

" "It seems a little."

I looked at the small part of her chest that was exposed from her chest as she bent over, and I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. I don't know where I got
the courage, but I blurted out, "Let me rub it for you. "

After saying that, without even looking at Shanya, I walked over and squatted down.

Sanya was probably startled by my actions and quickly straightened up, wanting to say no.

Unfortunately, I had already taken off her shoes, and one of her feet was already in my hands.

"No... no..."

Her "no" was mumbled, soft, and almost an invitation.

Chapter Eight

My hands gently pressed on her ankle.

"Ah." Sanya cried out.

"Here? Does it hurt?" I said, then slowly applied more pressure.

"Ah, right there, what are you doing, be gentle."

As I rubbed, I looked at her full calves, stretching the stockings even thinner and more transparent.

I couldn't help but kneel down and use both hands to hold her calves and stroke them up and down.

Sanya seemed to tremble, her calves tensed, and her thighs clenched together.

I followed her calves, my hands slowly moving upwards, I could feel how full
and firm her leg muscles were.

When my hands tried to slide under her skirt, she suddenly grabbed my hands.

I looked up at her, Sanya's face was flushed, and she was biting her lower lip.

She said to me, "Zheng Si, I'm your boss."

I thought to myself, "Damn, even now, she's trying to scare me off?"

I didn't reply, but forcefully spread her legs.

She held on for a moment, then finally let go. At that moment, I could feel her whole body relax; she was
completely ready to give herself to me.

My hands rubbed against the inside of her thighs, and Shanya let out soft, rapid breaths.

Then I stood up and sat to her right, pulling her towards me. Shanya leaned in as well. I
took off her glasses, and Shanya closed her eyes, tilting her head back slightly.

I gently kissed her, and the instant our lips touched, Shanya suddenly pulled me closer,
then slipped her tongue into my mouth and swirled it around. I could feel her thirst.

As I kissed her, I slipped my hand under her skirt, and I realized
that ! I felt a surge of excitement and pressed my hand directly against her genitals, feeling that she was already wet down there.

I pulled down her panties and inserted my index finger directly into her vagina. It was so wet, so much fluid. It seemed she was pregnant.
The rumors about her being very sensitive were true. While I was inserting my fingers, I pressed my entire palm against her vulva,
rubbing it up and down with my fingers to stimulate her clitoris simultaneously.

"Mmm...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Sure enough, her moans grew louder, and fluid kept flowing out. I continued like this for about two
minutes.

"Ah...ah...ah...mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ mmm..."

Suddenly, her strong legs clamped tightly around my hand, then she buried her head firmly in my shoulder, her right hand
gripping my clothes tightly behind my back. I felt her vagina contract for a moment, then gradually calm down.

She looked up at me: "Your hands are pretty good."

I smiled and said: "You haven't had sex in a long time, have you?"

After saying that, I unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants and underwear down to below my knees, and started unbuttoning my
shirt .

Shanya quickly said: "What are you doing? This is the office."

I looked at her with a mischievous smile, didn't say anything, and took off my shirt.

Then I said to her: "Now it's your turn to help me."

After saying that, I got up and turned off the office light, letting in the faint moonlight.

I returned to the sofa and began to help Shanya undress.

Perhaps because of the darkness, she didn't stop me, but cooperated by removing all her coverings.

Sure enough, mature women are sensible. Shanya gently pressed me down on the sofa, then lowered her head and began
to kiss my chest.

I felt her mouth lightly sucking on my nipples, while her hand stroked my penis. Ah,
so good …

My right hand held her heavy breasts, my fingers playing with her firm nipples, while my left hand reached
behind her large buttocks, caressing her anus and labia.

After a while, I wanted to lay her down on the sofa, but Shanya whispered, "No, don't crush it."

I understood.

She pointed to the floor and said, "Here."

I obediently got off the sofa, lying on my back, thinking: Thank goodness it's carpet.

Shanya also slid off the sofa, knelt down, crawled to my side, and then straddled me with her back to me.

She intended to crawl directly onto my lower body, but I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her above my head.

Shanya realized what I was about to do and quickly said, "No, it's dirty..."

I ignored her and pressed her buttocks down forcefully with both hands, then kissed her plump
vulva , feeling its wetness and saltiness...

"Ah..." Shanya let out a short moan.

Then, I licked and probed her wet vulva with my tongue.

Shanya pressed her vulva tightly against my head. I felt her swollen belly pressing against my chest,
her large breasts resting on my abdomen.

Shanya wasn't idle either; she grabbed my penis and took it in, stroking it up and down repeatedly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

After a while, I felt it was about time and pushed her buttocks up with both hands. Shanya obediently stopped
and crawled down.

Then, she knelt on the ground, raised her large buttocks, held my penis with her hands, and slowly sat down.

"Ah..." This time, Sanya let out a long, satisfied moan from deep within her body.

Then, she sat on my penis, swallowing it completely, her hands on my thighs, her body leaning forward slightly,
constantly wriggling back and forth.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...oh...oh...oh...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm
..."

I placed my hands on her round, firm buttocks, stroking and kneading them vigorously.

After a while, I said: Sanya, I'm going to cum.

"It's okay...ah...cum inside...ah...ah...just inside...ah...ah...
ah..."

She panted as she quickened her movements.

Hearing her say that, I felt even more aroused, and I sat up abruptly, my left hand around her swollen belly,
my right hand tightly squeezing her breast.

Sanya's left hand went around the back of my head, hugging my neck, then she turned her head, sticking out her tongue, searching for
my lips. My lower body moved back and forth continuously, feeling my penis being tightly enveloped

by her plump and juicy vulva, which had become thick with pregnancy . Suddenly, I let out a low growl, and a thick stream of semen sprayed into Shanya's plump vagina. Shanya instantly stopped moving, gripping my hand tightly. I felt her vagina tremble again. I felt that we were both soaked in sweat. After a while, I pulled out my penis and helped Shanya up from me; she was limp. I helped her lie down on the sofa and took my shirt to cover her stomach. In the darkness, she seemed to glance at me. At that moment, I suddenly noticed that my right hand was sticky. I brought it to my nose and smelled it; it was slightly fishy . I thought, what is this? Damn it, whatever. Then I went to the sofa, sat down, and leaned down to kiss Shanya. Shanya responded with her moist lips. My hand couldn't help but continue to rub her breasts, feeling how sticky and wet they were. After a while, Shanya pushed me away and said, "Get me some tissues." I said, "Okay." Then I got up and turned on the light. The lights came on, and Shanya's eyes were tightly closed, whether from the light or from seeing me, I couldn't tell. Her snow-white body lay sprawled on the sofa, her round belly slightly protruding, her full, swollen breasts slightly . Her strong legs were tightly crossed. What a sexy body. This mature, maternal beauty made my penis hard again. Suddenly, I noticed a yellowish liquid on Shanya's breasts. I went over and touched it; it was sticky. I asked her curiously, "What is this?" Shanya opened her eyes and asked, "What?" I pointed to her breasts: "This yellow stuff." She glanced at it, her cheeks, which had just flushed, turning bright red again: "Ugh... why ask? Get me a tissue." I seemed to suddenly realize something, but being inexperienced and unsure, I tentatively, half -jokingly said, "You won't tell me? Then I'll lick it! Tell me!" She covered her face, laughing, and said, "Colostrum." I felt a surge of excitement, biting down on her nipple and sucking hard. "Ah...what are you doing...let go...ah...let go...get...get up..." Sanya...

She pushed my head away with her hand as she spoke.

I grabbed her arm and sucked harder. I felt a sticky, thick,
sweet liquid flow from her nipple.

Shanya's hand, which had been pushing me away, now hugged my head.

I finally released her, laughing, "So sweet, so this is what it tastes like."

Shanya playfully hit me: "You naughty boy."

I chuckled and got up to grab a box of tissues from Shanya's desk. Shanya pulled out a tissue and started
wiping herself. As she wiped, she said, "You came so much.

" I smiled and whispered in her ear, "You're so sexy, I couldn't resist, I'm hard again now, do you want to
…"

Before I could finish, Shanya blushed and whispered, "No, I'm a little tired…"

I chuckled and kissed her neck.

It took us a long time to get dressed. I looked at my watch; it was already past 10.

I said, "Oh right, wait, I haven't given you the report yet."

After saying that, I turned and left, handing her the completed report and saying, "I've sent you the electronic version too."

She said, "Just leave it there. Oh, wait a minute, I'm leaving first. The driver is waiting for me in the parking lot."

I nodded; she didn't want the driver to notice anything unusual between us.

I asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"

She rolled her eyes at me, didn't answer, picked up her bag, and turned to leave.

Halfway there, she suddenly turned back and said, "Zheng Si, be careful in the office from now on. Don't do
anything messy ; there are security cameras." After saying that, she turned and left.

I thought to myself: Damn, she just finished with me and now she's doing this… Wait, did she find out about me and Xixi?

About ten minutes later, I also left the company.

Chapter Nine

When I got home that night, Miao'er was already waiting for me in bed. All the lights in the room were on because
Miao'er would be scared if I wasn't home.

I ate some of the food Miao'er had left for me, then took a shower and collapsed onto the bed; I was too tired.

Miao'er leaned in and said, "Honey, you've worked hard."

I lay on the bed and hummed in response.

Miao'er hugged me and said, "Let me warm you up."

This southern city gets chilly and gloomy at the end of the year; staying indoors is even more uncomfortable than outside.

While hugging me, Miao'er said, "Honey, my sister is coming to take care of some things next week. I'd like her to stay with
us for a couple of days, is that okay?"

I asked, "Which sister?

" "My real sister."

Miao'er's family lives in a small city; she has two older sisters and a younger brother.

Her eldest sister, two years older than her, is named Pin'er. She's married; I've only met her once. She has a round face, is very cute,
has a medium to slightly plump figure, and unusually large breasts.

Her second sister is actually Miao'er's twin sister, which is
why Her name is Yun'er. I've never met her, but according to Miao'er, the two are
identical.

Hearing that Yun'er was coming, I was also very curious to see what this woman who looked exactly like my wife was like,
so I said, "It's okay, there are still empty rooms."

Miao'er happily kissed me.

That night I slept very soundly, without even a dream.

The next morning, remembering that Shanya was going on a business trip, I wasn't in a rush to go back to the company . Instead, I dropped
Miao'er off at her workplace before driving home.

As soon as I entered, I saw Nana with her head down, seemingly doing something. She greeted me happily when she saw me
.

I went over to chat with her.

Nana's hair had grown long in the past six months and was slightly dyed a light chestnut brown, making her already fair
skin appear even more delicate and flawless. I really wanted to kiss her all over.

Nana noticed that as I spoke, her eyes were fixed on her neck exposed by her collar, so she raised her hand to
deliberately cover it.

I quickly looked up, my gaze slightly embarrassed, like a child caught doing something wrong.

Nana's eyes seemed to crinkle even more as she said, "Don't forget, come shopping with me this afternoon."

I quickly replied, "Okay, Shanya went to Beijing today."

Back at my seat, I saw Xixi. She glanced at me, a half-smile playing on her lips, revealing two shallow dimples.

As I passed her, she brushed against my leg with her foot, clad in red high heels.

My heart skipped a beat, and I thought: someone so tall wearing high heels, no wonder she scares men away.

After settling down, I turned on my computer and started processing emails. Halfway through, a window popped up—it was
Xixi : "Want to have lunch together today? I heard Shanya's going on a business trip this afternoon. She's over four months pregnant, and she's
still flying."

I thought for a moment and replied: "Can't today. I'm having lunch with a friend, and this afternoon I'm
going to the bank with the sales department."

Xixi glanced back at me, and I smiled slightly at her.

Then she replied: "Really? I don't think so."

I typed: "You can tell?"

She replied with a "Hmph."

I don't know why I lied to her; I just instinctively felt I didn't want her to know Nana and I went out. I felt
a little guilty for lying to her, but her all-knowing tone annoyed me, and I really wanted to drag her
somewhere secluded to "punish" her.

Around 10 o'clock, guessing that Shanya was about to board her plane, I texted her: "Manager,
are there ?"

I thought if there were any, I should fix them now; I didn't want to be called back to the office to revise the report that afternoon.

A little while later, Shanya replied: "No problem, perfect. "

That "perfect" reminded me of her sexy body and the sweet taste of her nipples from last night…

I spaced out for a moment, then snapped back to reality and emailed Nana: "Let's have lunch together, then go
shopping .

" After sending it, my heart raced a little. This was the first time I'd invited her to lunch alone with me, because
I hadn't had a good excuse or reason before.

Although we were mutually attracted, for some reason, deep down, I didn't know if it was fear or
unwillingness to take things further with Nana. Ultimately, I was deliberately maintaining this balance.

Sometimes, I would tentatively ask myself: "Am I afraid of hurting Miao'er?" No! Impossible! Miao'er
was just a companion I "randomly" picked. Whenever this happened, I refused to think any further. Was I afraid of
knowing the truth?

At that time, I couldn't understand, or perhaps I refused to understand, my own heart.

Chapter Ten

, at noon, I went out to find a restaurant first, then sent Nana a text message.

After a while, I saw Nana come in and waved to her.

Nana was wearing a black women's suit today, with a light pink shirt underneath.

Although it was a very ordinary outfit, a very ordinary color, it looked so sexy and alluring on her.

The clothes were perfectly tailored, highlighting her waistline and full breasts. The top button of the shirt
was undone, and a delicate necklace adorned her snow-white neck, subtly revealing her figure and adding to her sexiness.

The trousers hugged her full, long legs without a single gap. Because the trousers were so tight
, the outline of Nana's inner thighs and pubic area was clearly defined, creating an inverted triangular gap on the inside of her
full thighs.

I was completely captivated by this sight until she sat down, then I looked up at her and asked with a smile: What would you like to eat?

As she took the menu, she said, "Why do you look so happy?"

I replied, "Because I'm eating with you." As soon as I said that, my heart started pounding.

Nana chuckled, glanced up at me, her eyes smiling too.

"Come on, it's not like we haven't eaten together before."

"That's different. Before, it was always a group of people."

Nana didn't respond to my comment and started smiling as she looked at the menu.

Looking at this beautiful woman, I thought: How wonderful it would be if I could see her every day. For some reason,
Miao'er's pitiful appearance suddenly flashed through my mind.

I composed myself and asked, "Have you chosen?

" "Yes, I want the beef roll set meal."

I called the waiter and ordered a beef roll and a salmon set meal.

While wiping my hands with a wet wipe, I chatted with Nana: "I still don't know where you live."

"Lijiang Garden."

"Ah!? That's far from the city center. Don't you have to commute for about an hour and a half every day?"

"Yes, but I can only afford a house there."

I was even more surprised: You already own a house? I didn't realize. I thought to myself: A girl in her early twenties,
a receptionist, can actually afford a house?

Nana smiled at me, her eyes full of pride: Yes, my sister and I pay the mortgage together. The down payment was
split between us.

"You have a younger sister?"

"Yes, we came here together from our hometown a few years ago."

"What did you do when you first arrived?" "

We worked together selling furniture at a company. Later, I didn't want to work in that kind of place anymore, so I came to my current
company . My sister is still working there selling furniture."

"The receptionist's salary isn't high, right? If you sell furniture well, the commission must be quite high, right?"

"Yes, but I just wanted a change of scenery. I'm currently studying accounting at night school. I think opportunities will
come ."

My attitude towards Nana changed instantly, filled with admiration. A beautiful and sexy girl like her
coming to this city to work hard—I can imagine how difficult life must have been at the beginning. But instead of being influenced by
the glitz and glamour so hardworking and ambitious.

I looked at Nana with admiration.

She smiled playfully, staring at me with her smiling eyes.

Just then, our food arrived. This was the best Japanese restaurant near the company, using ingredients flown in from
Japan . Although it was expensive, the quality was absolutely top-notch.

Nana looked at the colorful dishes on the table, happily clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and let out a soft "Wow!"

Just as we were about to start eating, her phone suddenly rang. Nana glanced at it, immediately answered, and then
turned halfway around.

Although she covered her mouth with her hand, I could still hear a string of Sichuan dialect coming from her lips.

For the first time, I found Sichuan dialect so beautiful and melodious, making my heart flutter.

After a while, Nana turned around, put down the phone, and said, "My mom said she
wants to come and see us because I'm not going back to Sichuan for the New Year. "

I said, "Eat quickly, the beef won't taste good if it gets cold."

She said "Oh," picked up a roll of beef wrapped with enoki mushrooms and placed it on top, then picked up a small
piece of pickled cucumber and put it in her mouth.

Then she looked up, noticed me watching her, blushed, and said, "What's so interesting about eating?"

I smiled and started eating.

"Hey?! Your set meal even has salmon sashimi! Why didn't mine have any?"

"You like it? Here, have some."

Nana bit her chopsticks: Hehe, that wouldn't be right.

"Alright, don't be shy." I took the plate with three slices of salmon and wasabi to
her tray.

After a while, I suddenly remembered something—I still didn't know if Nana had a boyfriend!

I put down my chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and asked her, "There's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time.

" "Hmm? What?"

"You…why don't you find a boyfriend?" " I can't

find a suitable one."

Her straightforward answer made me swallow my next words.

After finishing our main course, we started eating dessert.

Nana poked at her ice cream while looking up at me and said, "Although I'm single,
my sister has had a boyfriend for two years, so she seems to know more than I do."

I didn't understand what she meant and looked at her questioningly.

"She said I'm too naive and easily deceived. My sister said there's a type of man you should never date."

"Oh? Which type?"

Nana lowered her head and slowly said, "It's the kind of guy who 'doesn't take the initiative, but doesn't refuse.' She said these kinds of
guys just wait for girls to come to them but won't take responsibility."

She looked up after speaking and gave me a meaningful look.

Her gaze made me uneasy, and I quickly lowered my head. I didn't know if I was avoiding her or
avoiding myself.

For the past six months, Nana and I had been mutually attracted, teasing each other, and making half-joking, half-serious remarks.
Yes, if I were just a little more proactive, she would be mine. But… what was I waiting for? Why would I rather
masturbate in front of her seat than take it a step further, to truly hold this lovely woman in my arms and
feel her warmth? Was I really just seducing Nana, waiting for her to throw herself into my arms, and then not wanting to…
"She'll take responsibility?"

I was a bit flustered and replied, "Really? There are people like that?" "By the way, a girl as outstanding as you,
do you want me to introduce you to a boyfriend? I have a friend who's single, rich, and not bad-looking."

"Damn it, what am I saying?!" I cursed myself inwardly.

Nana suddenly looked up, stared at me for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay, don't forget!"

I stuffed a mouthful of ice cream into my mouth and said, "Let's go, it's getting late. You wait for me at the door, I'll go get the car."

I walked ahead, annoyed, while Nana silently followed behind.

As we approached the door, I saw several people waiting.
When , I froze. The girl also glanced at me, then lowered her head and continued
talking to the man next to her.

"Lingling! It's Lingling!" My heart was filled with mixed emotions. Without greeting her, I pushed open the door and went out.

It took Nana and me about three hours to buy everything. That afternoon, we chatted and laughed
as usual, seemingly unaffected by our conversation at noon.

Chapter Eleven:

Back at the company in the afternoon, Nana and I moved the things to the storage room. Just as we finished putting them away, before I could even stand up, I
heard someone whisper behind me: "Going to do manual labor this afternoon?"

I recognized Xixi, straightened up, turned around, and smiled, saying, "Yeah, going out to buy some things with Nana.

" "I didn't expect you to be so chivalrous."

"Yeah…" I said with a mischievous grin, walking over and pulling Xixi close, squeezing her
full, round buttocks, then leaning in to kiss her.

Xixi quickly put her hands in front of her chest, forcefully pushing me away, saying, "There are a lot of people outside." Then she hurriedly
turned and left.

I returned to my seat, listlessly waiting to leave. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a text message
from Lin Sen: "Bro, want to go to Dongguan later? We can catch the fashion show if we go now."

Upon hearing about the fashion show, I immediately perked up and replied, "Okay, pick me up after work, see you at the entrance at 5:30."

Around 5:30, I packed my things, walked behind Xixi, bent down, and whispered, "
I'll be going a little while, call me if anything comes up." I then kissed her on the cheek.

Xixi tilted her head and said, "Where are you going off to have some fun again?"

I replied, "I really have something to do." Then I hurried away.

I wanted to say a few words to Nana, but the front desk was empty; she'd probably gone to the restroom.

Downstairs, I saw Lin Sen's car and jumped in: "Let's go, hurry, can we get there by 7?"

Lin Sen grinned wickedly: "No problem."

We sped to our usual hotel and called Minister Liu.

A moment later, a woman of medium height came out, beaming: "You're here! Just in time,
come on over!"

Upon entering the show hall, I found that all 20-odd tables were already occupied. Judging by the
number of guests, there were only about 40-50 people. Each group was accompanied by a "manager," who was
essentially responsible for guiding the guests.

The show hall was divided into two parts: a long catwalk on one side and a guest area on the other,
with a simple buffet in the latter.

Doors on both sides of the catwalk facilitated the entry and exit of the women. During the show, if a guest took a liking to a
woman , the manager would immediately bring her a fake flower and lead her off the catwalk. Those not
selected in the first round would stand behind the catwalk until the first round ended, when guests could choose again.

I really liked this format; it felt much more exciting than a goldfish bowl.

The prices for the women at this hotel ranged from 400 to 1000 yuan, depending on their height, appearance, etc.

Of course, this didn't mean the lower-priced women were of lower quality; they might just be shorter.
As the saying goes , to each their own; some guests preferred petite women.

The fashion show started promptly at 7 PM. The music began, and the models, starting with those priced at 400, walked onto the stage one by one. Some wore
miniskirts, some bikinis, some were topless, and some wore provocative uniforms. They had all undergone short-term modeling training, and
their runway walk was quite professional.

I glanced around; none of the girls I was interested in before, except for one priced at 600 who looked like a real gem, but
Lin Sen snatched her away. Damn, that's the downside of going to a brothel with your best buddies—everyone tends to have their eyes on the same
girl.

Near the end of the show, it was time for the 1000-yuan girls. This group consisted of girls all over 170cm tall, with
impeccable .

This group didn't disappoint. The third girl to walk onto the stage had long, flowing hair, an oval face, large eyes,
and soft, fair skin. She wore a tight blue and white uniform, the skirt barely covering her genitals,
stockings, and black over-the-knee boots, making her look incredibly sexy.

Minister Liu, observing my expression, asked, "How about this one?"

"That's her."

Minister Liu quickly went up to the stage and led the girl down. I felt my heart pounding as she walked towards me;
it was fucking thrilling.

She came up to me and bowed deeply: "Hello sir, I'm number 198, my name is Yu'er, from
Qingdao . It's my honor to serve you.

" I was already horny and replied, "Hello." I turned around and saw Lin Sen already had his hand on
the girl's buttocks.

The minister led the four of us up the elevator to the upper floor and then led us to different rooms.

My room was a glass room with mirrors on all four sides and the ceiling, so you could
admire your own virility and the girl's allure from every angle while making love. In the middle of the room was a large round bed, which was very neat and
clean. The room also had a large shower room with a waterbed. Directly in front of the bed was
a small, round stage with a steel pipe on it.

As soon as I entered the room, my heart started pounding, and I was incredibly excited. Although I often came to places like this, every time was
just as thrilling as the first time.

Yu'er led me to sit on the bed, then knelt down to take off my shoes and socks. She then stood up and
took outside to the male attendant to clean them.

When she returned, she smiled and said, "Want to dance?"

"Yes."

She pressed a remote control, and nightclub music immediately filled the room. She then turned and walked onto the small stage. She swayed her body
to the music, making provocative movements, sometimes sucking her hand, sometimes...
She kneaded her full breasts, or squatted down, spreading her legs to reveal her black panties. While dancing, she
kept her eyes fixed on me, as if I were her only one.

I sat on the bed, constantly swallowing. When she saw I was ready, she came off the stage, knelt before me,
unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and gently took it into her mouth, licking and sucking
it while looking up at me.

I thought: I've really found a gem today…

But after only about half a minute, I couldn't take it anymore.

I pulled her up, then stood up, pointed to the bed, and said: Crawl, I want it from behind.

She helped me put on a condom first, then obediently crawled down, kneeling on the edge of the bed. At this moment, she was still wearing
that blue and white tight-fitting outfit and those black leather boots.

Looking at her high-perched, plump buttocks tightly wrapped in her miniskirt, my penis
was about to explode.

I touched her big buttocks, pushed Yu'er's skirt up to her waist, and then pulled her
stockings and panties down to her buttocks, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks and her red, tender vulva. I touched
it , feeling it was slightly wet, and then thrust my penis all the way in.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Yu'er kept moaning.

Her buttocks trembled rhythmically with my thrusts.

Yu'er moaned as she reached her right hand down to her crotch and stroked my testicles.

I couldn't take it anymore, and after a few powerful thrusts, I ejaculated.

After I finished, I pulled out my penis, and Yu'er stood up from the bed and began to take off her clothes. She deftly removed
her top, revealing two heavy breasts with two small, erect nipples. When her snow-white naked body was presented before
me, I felt a little breathless.

At this moment, she came over and said gently: "Brother, let me take off your clothes and then help you take a bath."

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