[How I Slept with the Factory Manager's Wife] (The End) Author: ASDMO

Author: asdmo
Word Count: 6404

This story has a long history. In 2006, I traveled alone from Shanghai to Guangdong seeking my own
opportunities. This story unfolded in the prosperous land of Guangdong.

The "factory manager's wife" wasn't actually the factory manager's wife. She was the owner of a hardware manufacturing factory run by a Taiwanese man,
whose products were almost entirely exported. The general manager, whom the owner employed, was a former colleague who had worked alongside him
before his own factory went bankrupt and joined the factory, earning a substantial monthly salary of over 20,000 yuan. The general manager
was also Taiwanese. The other person was the "wife's" husband, also Taiwanese, who managed all the factory's
affairs. We call him the factory manager here. The rest were either the owner's mistress or people working for the factory manager or general manager; it's
difficult to understand their relationships.

With the basic characters introduced, let's move on to the main story.

As I mentioned earlier, I joined the factory in 2006, mainly to assist the factory manager, but not as deputy manager. We didn't have
that position. My role was to help the manager with daily tasks and, outside, to cover for him when drinking.
It wasn't a particularly prestigious job, but it was still relatively respectable.

Hehe. As for the factory manager's wife, I was wondering why she wasn't his wife. Those familiar with Taiwanese people might understand
(I'm not saying this is absolute, but I might offend some Taiwanese readers, so please forgive me. Please correct
me , thank you). Taiwanese men typically have one wife in their home country, what we call their "first
wife." If they start a business or work in mainland China, they implicitly allow their husbands to have another wife there,
without a formal title, and the wives are aware of it. As for how the money is divided, I don't know.
The factory manager's wife I mentioned falls into this category. Some might ask why so many people become mistresses or concubines. Money, that's
the only explanation I can offer.

I've been working at the factory for over half a year, and the opportunities to go out for business dinners have gradually increased.
Once
, I went out to entertain a Japanese client. I don't understand their language, so there was a translator. After a hearty meal and drinks, the business was basically settled. Afterwards, the factory manager suggested going to a karaoke bar, since it was a big client and Japanese people often enjoy that
. Before we went, the manager told me, "Xiao Xu, I'm definitely going to get drunk tonight,
so don't drink too much. You'll have to take me home later."

I nodded, knowing the manager was definitely going to drink to his heart's content. At the karaoke bar, after ordering a group of glamorous
hostesses, we each got busy... That's how it went. Some were chatting, and some, as the horny guys know, were
touching each other. Of course, I participated too. I called a Sichuan girl; people
say Sichuan girls are tender, so I figured I'd give it a try, haha. At our request, the women
toasted the clients one by one, including me and the factory manager. But we agreed beforehand that I was driving, so they didn't force
me to drink much; I could just drink whatever I wanted. The factory manager, of course, could down a whole glass. Needless to say, while he was still
sober I patted a few of the beauties on the breasts, haha, and my dick was still hard. I really wanted to fuck them right there.

These beauties were used to the world; they just yelled at me a few times and punched me, but
I completely dominated them. It was past 1 a.m. when some people suggested going home, and most agreed.
The party ended, and the factory manager was completely exhausted. I helped him out.

When we got to the company, I helped him up to the second floor. Ugh, I was exhausted, my muscles were tingling. I knocked on his door, and
his wife opened it. She was still half-asleep. "You're back." "You're back." "Why did you drink
so much?" "The factory manager is drunk. You should help him rest."

"Help me to the bed." I agreed and helped the factory manager to her bedside. "Whoosh!" He fainted and vomited
all over me. My sleeves were rolled up, and they were completely filled with his vomit. It was disgusting.
From his sleeves, the front of his clothes, and even his pants, it was all covered in his vomit, sour and smelly. It was so
awful. I put him on the bed and ignored him. I was still feeling awful myself, with my sleeves dripping with vomit.
The factory manager's wife stared at me, stunned. "Do you have any tissues? Get me some."

"Oh," she finally realized what was happening and tried to wipe me with a tissue. This stuff couldn't be wiped off with a tissue,
ugh . "Let me help you take it off," I said, not objecting, and let her do it. After taking off my clothes,
she said, "Take off your pants too." "Isn't that inappropriate?" "It's okay, hurry up, it's all dirty." She started pulling down my pants, and I instinctively tried to stop her,
feeling embarrassed. Now I was in trouble. She pulled on my zipper, but I pushed it away, and the zipper got stuck in the fabric, making
it impossible to move. "Never mind, I'll just rinse it off when I get back." "How can you do that? It's all dirty, disgusting! Don't move,
I'll fix it." I had no choice but to let her "caress" me. A stuck zipper is hard to remove; anyone who's ever had their zipper stuck knows how difficult it is.
She bent down and started fixing my zipper. The factory manager, having just finished vomiting, should feel better now, as he was snoring
.

I felt a little relieved that he was asleep; otherwise, I'd be asking for trouble. The woman slowly fiddled with my zipper. Because it was stuck
inside , her hand was inside my pants, which were quite tight, so her hand was right next to my penis.
My hands were dirty and hadn't been washed yet. Ah, such a rare treat! I'll just pretend I don't know. She continued, her hand
repeatedly swaying and touching my penis.

After a few touches, my penis started to get erect. "Thank you for your hard work, madam," I thought my penis should say. With each touch, my
penis grew increasingly aroused, veins popping out. Of course, who wouldn't
get she had been sleeping, wearing only a spaghetti strap nightgown with nothing underneath, her breasts
swaying in front of me. Just looking at them was enough to get my penis hard, let alone with a hand caressing them. I
felt uncomfortable with my penis pressed against my shorts, so I moved slightly. This movement caused my glans to
peek through the fabric, creating a small opening. She was looking down at me, and I knew she had seen it. After a while, she said, "How come yours
is so big?" Hearing this out of the blue, I didn't know how to answer. "Big? This is a standard size, I guess," I
replied. My penis, measured from the base of my penis to the glans, is 16.5
centimeters, which is considered above average for a Chinese person, haha.

"Your Liu factory's isn't that big. I can tell yours is bigger by touch," she said, trying to provoke me
. I felt like she was seducing me. "Big doesn't matter. As long as it feels good, that's all that matters. Even the biggest
dick can be swallowed by a woman," I said, bracing myself for a scolding. "That's different,"
"You men also want something tight to satisfy you," I thought, which made sense. "Didn't you
enjoy ?"

"Not really, it was generally good, but when my needs were high, I felt empty." "Oh," I didn't
know what to say. After about ten minutes, I finally got the zipper off, but I figured it was useless now,
definitely ruined. She was also covered in sweat, and the scent of her body made my penis twitch involuntarily. She
helped me pull down my pants, her hand unconsciously stroking my penis. "Let me get you a towel to wipe yourself."
"No need, I'll wash it when I get back." She took the towel and came out. "This is your towel,
how can I?" (Liu Chang's towel had been used to wipe his face when he vomited, so it was dirty.)

"It's okay, wipe yourself." I didn't take her towel, but seeing that I wouldn't, she wiped myself directly. I pushed her away,
saying no, and our bodies bumped against each other. I touched her breasts; they were soft and
felt good. Her nipples were erect; perhaps she was aroused. I guessed she was also very aroused. After pushing her away for a while
, I stopped moving; it was no use. She was determined to wipe me. So she started wiping my face, then my front,
back, and thighs, before going back to the bathroom to wash the towel. I thought that was it, but then she came out again. "Wipe
there, you threw up earlier, it's not good for your health." "That's not good, it'll get your towel dirty."

"It's dirty, it's fine," I said, still refusing to take the towel. She got angry. "Let me do it," she said, picking up the towel and
sticking it inside my pants. She wiped everything, including my penis and buttocks, and then even pulled down my underwear. She
held my penis in one hand and wiped it with the other, so carefully and meticulously. I was so aroused that
glistening "tears" welled up in my urethra. "Yours is really big," she said, I couldn't believe my ears. "Madam, are you alright
?" "I'm fine. I felt how big it was when I was wiping your pants, and now that I see it, I feel very satisfied.
Thank you you

thanking me? I should be thanking you." We chatted like that, without making any further moves,
because Liu Chang was there. Even if we really wanted to, we wouldn't dare. If they found out, we'd both be in deep trouble.

The matter ended quietly, and more than a week passed without incident. This week,
Liu Chang went back to Taiwan to celebrate his father's birthday, which would take more than half a month. When he arrived in Taiwan, he called me. "
Xiao Xu , I forgot something. The Japanese client asked me to buy a set of jade pieces. It's in the cabinet in my room.
Could you go up and get it for me and mail it to this address... Make sure it arrives intact; it's
quite expensive." I promised, "Don't worry, it's in your cabinet, right?" "Yes, I'll get it done as soon as possible."
"Okay." I went upstairs. When I got to Liu Chang's room, I heard faint
moans . "What is Madam doing? Cheating on a man?"

I thought to myself. I stood there for a long time, but there was no conversation, only faint moans. I
was too embarrassed to knock, so I went downstairs. Upon arriving at the office, I called Mrs. Liu on my cell phone. "Madam, the factory manager
said there's a jade set to be mailed. Are you home? I'll come up to pick it up in a bit, is that convenient?" (I knew the answer already). "Come
up and get it." "Now?" "Oh." I doubted my ears. "Then I'll come up now."

"Okay." I immediately went upstairs. The door was open, and only Mrs. Liu was there. I noticed that no one had come downstairs earlier.
Mrs. Liu was wearing the same nightgown she wore that night, and I could vaguely see her breasts, the nipples pointed. At first
, I felt a little embarrassed, but then I remembered what had just happened and realized she must have been masturbating. Looking closer,
I saw that her abdomen was slightly wrinkled and had some moisture. My heart pounded, and my penis became erect. It was
daytime now, and her breasts were even clearer up close than that night—round and white, practically
spotless . She went to the cabinet to get the jade set, a small square box, not very big.

I leaned down and got a clear look at her breasts. They were so white, so round. I couldn't find
a single derogatory word to describe their beauty. She noticed me looking at her breasts and blushed slightly. "Haven't you looked enough?
You stared at me long enough that day." "You can never have too much of anything good, hehe." I hadn't realized how bold I was. "Are you
free?"

"Now?" Seeing my hesitation, I wanted to ask you to take a look at my computer. I found it very slow, and it keeps freezing and
displaying random junk files." "What random junk files?" "You mean those random pictures."
Her voice was a little soft. "Let me see." I knew what those pictures were, and I wanted to see them too.

Just as I was about to look, the phone rang. "Xiao Xu, have you found the thing? Hurry up and send it to me." "Found it,
found , coming right away." She hung up the phone. "The factory manager is urging me. Let's finish this first. I'll come and see
your computer tomorrow, okay?" Actually, I really didn't want to leave, but I had no choice. "Then I'll wait for you tomorrow."
"Okay." She left after saying that.

The next day, around noon, the phone rang. "Xiao Xu, are you free?" "
Yes

, I'm free right now. What's up?" "Didn't you say you'd help me with my computer yesterday?" "Oh, but it's work hours now, it wouldn't be good if the boss found out." "Then come over after work,
you don't need to go to the cafeteria, I'll cook for you." "Isn't that nice?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come up after

work." "Okay." After everyone else left, I went upstairs alone. I opened the door and saw that she was wearing a
pink low-V-neck tank top. Damn, she was clearly ignoring me, it made my blood boil. "Why did it take so long?"
"I could only come up after everyone else left. It wouldn't be good for either of us if people talked about it." "Let me see,
the food isn't ready yet, let's fix the computer first."

"Okay." After saying that, I turned on the computer. It took a long time to boot up. After the computer finished booting up, I was about to click
to check the computer properties, but it got stuck. A bunch of erotic pictures popped up one after another. I tried to delete them, but the
more I deleted, the more there were. "Why are there so many of these?" "How should I know?" "Did you visit those websites?"
I didn't answer. "I got a virus." "What should I do?" "Try running antivirus." "If that doesn't work, reinstall the system for me
." "Do you have anything on your drive?"

"There are some on the D drive, see if you can copy them out." I used File Explorer to enter the D drive and saw
a bunch of things she mentioned. You might not know, but they were her erotic pictures. Lucky me, hehe. I clicked to look at
each picture. "Stop looking, I'm so embarrassed!" she said, grabbing my mouse. "Let me see first, hehe, I've never seen
you like this

before." "Don't look!" she said, reaching for the mouse with both hands. I pulled her hand, and her whole body pressed against mine.
Feeling a burning urge, she couldn't resist me. "Don't look, I'll show you later." "You won't
give it to me later." "I'll lie to you."

"Okay, I won't look now." She took the USB drive and I copied the nude photos onto it. "These websites you visit?"
"Yeah." "Why do you visit these websites? Are you bored?" "No, I have a high need before my period,
so I wanted to look and comfort myself." "Oh, so you were doing it by yourself yesterday?" "Yesterday? When
?"

"Before I got the jade, I came in and heard your moans. I thought you were having an affair, so I didn't dare knock."
"Oh, you bad guy, you were eavesdropping." As she spoke, her fist landed on me. "Later, when I came up, I didn't
see any wolves, so I knew what was going on with you, hehe." "You knew everything." "Of course, it's so obvious,
the nipples are pointed, and there are marks down there."

"Stop talking, I'm so embarrassed." "Do you really want it?" "Mmm," she said softly. "
I've been fantasizing about that thing of yours ever since I saw it last time, and besides, I'm in my itch these days." "What did you see?" I pretended to be confused. "Yours
, the one down there." "Oh, you want to be with me?"

She hit me after saying that, and I instinctively hugged her tightly, kissing her face passionately. She was already aroused, and following my
lead, our wet lips finally met, our tongues finally intertwined. It felt so good. I held her breasts
in my hands ; they were so soft and smooth. That's a woman's asset. I kissed her... Yes, I wanted to take off her
panties, but there was nothing inside. It seemed this woman was going to be very horny today. I casually touched her
clitoris; it was already slippery from the lubrication, and her entire vulva was wet. She simply took off my
clothes and pants, throwing them haphazardly on the floor. We rolled onto the bed, embracing each other. "I want you, I want you!" I
knew this woman had arrived. "Where's the condom?" "No need, I have contraception. Hurry up." Hearing this, she
was overjoyed I immediately inserted my 16.5mm penis into the long-awaited flesh cave. "Ah!" "What's wrong?"

"So tight, so comfortable." "Yes, madam, your hole is so beautiful." "Your cock is so big. From now on, don't call
me 'madam,' call me Sister Juan. Only call me 'madam' in front of others." "Okay, Juan." We thrust violently.
Her hole was really beautiful. My cock was inside, and I could feel a piece of flesh pressing against the glans. With each thrust,
she would twitch. "Your hole is licking my glans."

"Oh, husband, your cock is so beautiful. It's hitting my cervix. Ah...faster." Receiving the order, I
sped up attack. In just a few thrusts, we both reached orgasm. All my semen shot into her uterus. We hugged
each other, our bodies twitching for a while before calming down. Her face was very rosy and beautiful. This is
the rosy glow of a woman after orgasm, which you can't see anywhere else. Her body was as hot as fire, very comfortable. A few minutes later,
we got up together and took a bath together. After eating, we ignored the computer. "It's almost time for work this afternoon
. I have to go downstairs. It won't be good if they see us."

"When are you going to get the computer fixed?" "I'm on duty tomorrow night, so let's get it fixed tomorrow, okay?" I deliberately
raised the volume of the word "fix," and touched her chin. "Then you have to come tomorrow." She hugged me tightly. "Okay, baby."
I went downstairs, and there was no one there. Ah, I'm relieved.

The next evening, at 8:30 PM, I was still on duty (because all the company's products are exported,
everyone is required to stay on duty at night, except for the boss and factory manager). The phone rang. "Are you still in the office?"

"Yes, I still have half an hour before I get off work." "Can you come up?" "Now? Are you in such a hurry?"
"No, never mind, I'll come see you." "No, it's not good if someone sees us. Wait a little longer, there's still half an
hour, I'll come up right after I get off work." Those half hours were honestly unbearable, it felt like I was waiting for half a year. When it was
time to leave work, I turned off the office lights, closed the door, and quietly went upstairs to the second floor. I knocked on the door, and Juan opened it. We hugged
each other, as if we hadn't done anything for half a year, we were so impulsive. "Let's wash up first, I've already
washed ."

"I've showered too," she said, and then they kissed without saying a word. Juan had put on perfume today, and
the alluring scent of her body made my penis instantly hard. "So hard," she said. "I want to go inside." "I'm not ready yet, you kiss me for me
." I licked her nipples, her chest, her back, and her legs, finally focusing on her vulva. She took my
penis into her mouth, and we did 69. Soon I noticed that she was very wet. "Husband, come in,"
she said. I raised my penis and pushed it into her vulva, attacking her from above, forty or fifty times.

"I'm on top," she said, and we changed positions. She was on top, and I thrust deeply all the way in. "It's so stimulating,
I can't take it, I'm going to cum!" This time, her cervix wasn't just licking, it was biting my glans. I pushed her away and
tried a normal position to prevent premature ejaculation. We tried different positions to help me cool down. "
Honey , it's coming, you're behind me, I'll support you." After we got into position, I thrust in from behind, all the way to her cervix.
Her hips kept twisting, and I felt fluid flowing out, soaking our pubic hair. It felt so slippery and pleasurable. After
dozens of thrusts, her moans grew louder and louder. Suddenly, her hand grabbed my scrotum. My testicles felt incredibly itchy from her stimulation.
With a flick of her finger, I fired a powerful shot. "Ah, it's so hot, honey, it feels so
good!"

"I'm your wife too." We collapsed onto the bed, embracing each other. My penis was still inside her vagina, and I could still feel the lingering
vibrations. After a long time, we took a bath in the bathroom. "I'm
so tired, like I've been working a long day." "Let me massage you." She started massaging me with her hands, which felt very good. I massaged her breasts too, though, haha. "Let's sleep here tonight
." "Okay." I didn't refuse.

After drying off, we fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up early and quickly used her toothbrush to wash up before going down to the office building. "I'll come back to fix the computer on Sunday (the day after tomorrow) .
" "Okay, it's fine, it's not needed now anyway." "You don't need the computer anymore now that you have me?" "That's right."
We kissed for a while before going downstairs.

On Sunday, I reinstalled the system on her computer, and we finally had passionate sex. Watching her techniques on the website
, we actively learned and slowly reached orgasm (I won't describe the specifics,
and I won't mention the website to avoid being accused of advertising).

In the days that followed, our opportunities became fewer. The factory manager came back, and we only had time to have sex when he was away on business
. We entered another long period of torment.

Later, I left the factory for personal reasons. I felt there wasn't much room for advancement, so I left. She knew
. I stayed in a hotel, and she specifically said that the factory manager had given permission for me to visit relatives. I went on a wild week at the hotel. I called her...
"Come with me," she hesitated for a moment, "I'm not whole anymore, you still have plenty of opportunities to find a good girl."
I didn't force her. I couldn't give her money, only sex. I know this world is more realistic, so I didn't insist. We
had sex again before parting, very thoroughly. "Come back here and look for me." "Okay." We
hugged and parted, without crying, only offering our blessings.

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