[Christmas Eve] (Part 1 & 2) Author: Unknown

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 11379

(Part 1)

That damn Christmas party is finally over!

This rented Santa Claus costume is not only unbreathable, but it also has a lot of stuffing to increase its volume, making
me dizzy from the heat. The fake beard makes my face and neck itchy, and I can't just scratch it around on stage. I glanced at
the audience; my son seemed to find my costume very amusing, and even his mother was unusually
enthusiastic . I had no choice but to cheer myself up and keep ringing the bells.

On the other side of the stage, my assistant, Lu Yunhua, was in high spirits. As the host of the party, she
looked every , wearing a Santa hat, a full Christmas-themed red and white fur-trimmed
sleeveless off-the-shoulder mini dress, revealing her long legs encased in fiery red velvet stockings, and all-red
stilettos —she was absolutely radiating red! She said, "Dear colleagues, family members, and friends, thank you for your
hard work and support. The company has achieved great success this year."

"So now we're moving on to the climax of the lucky draw! The mystery
grand prize now revealed: two round-trip first-class tickets to Paris! And you heard right, first class!
If you want a sweet trip to Paris, quickly concentrate! Whether you're a girlfriend, wife, husband, or boyfriend, everyone
help out ! And kids, help your parents, brothers, and sisters recite the lottery numbers!"

"Now, let's have our Director Yan draw the prize herself!"

A commotion erupted in the crowd as everyone shouted their numbers. Yan Qi, standing in the middle of the stage,
gave me a wink, so I had no choice but to pick up the raffle box and, making Santa Claus
's signature "ho, ho, ho" laugh, laboriously rocked it in front of my fake belly. Yan Qi was wearing a
white, floor-length gown, dressed as the Elf Queen from Lord of the Rings. However, at the banquet, I overheard
someone jokingly saying she looked like the White Witch from The Chronicles of Narnia.

Yan Qi reached into the box and rummaged around for a while before pulling out a slip of paper. The room fell silent. She
opened it, glanced at it, and couldn't help but laugh: "Congratulations, Deputy Director Xiao Shunzhi!"

A chorus of groans immediately erupted from the audience. Seeing the undisguised disappointment on everyone's faces, I gave
my signature laugh three more times: "Santa Claus is giving out gifts... I'll donate this prize and redraw it!"

The audience erupted in cheers, with shouts of "The Vice President is brilliant!" everywhere. I stuffed my slip into my pocket,
picked up the raffle box, and gestured for Yan Qi to draw another one. She nonchalantly pulled out a slip and
handed it to Yun Hua. Yun Hua opened it, her voice rising eight octaves: "Great! Congratulations to
Dong Lai, the handsome guy from the IT department! Perfect timing to take Xiao Qian to Paris for her honeymoon!"

Amidst my girlfriend's surprised screams and everyone's shouts of "Propose! Propose!", this
year's Christmas party finally came to an end.

The temperature dropped even lower, and the night wind was chilly. Standing by the street downstairs, my Santa Claus outfit finally
managed to cool me down to a comfortable level.

"Do you want to reconsider letting Xiao Ke stay at my place for the night?" I asked.

"No, Daming wants us all to go to midnight worship with him."

"Don't you think we should wait until he's a little older, so he can choose for himself whether or not to accept Jesus' calling?"

Ke Yi smiled, kissed my cheek, and said, "You have no say in this matter anymore
." She's truly my ex-wife; she only shows a little kindness when she's in control.

"The car I called is here," she said. I had no choice but to hug my son, whisper a few words to him
, and let him go with his mother. Only after the taxi disappeared from my sight did I turn back and walk towards
the company lobby.

Passing by the large mirror in the lobby, I saw a pale-faced man in a ridiculous costume. Without
his fake belly, he looked even more disheveled, with an inescapable air of decay. I decided to go back to my office to change out of
this laughable clown costume and wash off the sweat before going home.

I took a long, hot shower in the ensuite bathroom of my office, changed into the underwear and workout clothes
I always workouts, and walked out steaming hot. As soon as I entered the office, I
saw a fiery red figure on the sofa, where Yunhua was lazily curled up, leaning against the cushions and dozing off.

I flicked my finger near his ear: "Are you lost, Miss Christmas?"

Yunhua opened her sleepy eyes, propped herself up, and complained, "I've never seen a man take so
long to shower."

"Tired? I think you really went too far tonight."

"It's rare to relax!" Yunhua smiled, revealing her pearly white teeth: "I rehearsed
for a long time in private, and spent a lot of money on my styling!" She pulled a strand of silver-red
highlights , stuck out her tongue, and said, "Compared to hiring celebrities for appearances last year, don't you think hiring me to host this year is a great deal
?"

"You have the nerve to say that to my face! No wonder you've been missing so many things at work lately, your mind isn't
on this." I deliberately put on a stern face: "So, you're not here to ask me for overtime pay, are you?"

Yunhua stood up, and we were now facing each other. She was already 172 or 173
centimeters tall, and with those high heels she grew another 5 centimeters, making her a centimeter or two taller than me, giving her a slightly condescending
air: "I only brought you this gift because you've been very well-behaved this year!"

"You've had too much eggnog, and you're being disrespectful to your boss. I didn't hang any stockings on the fireplace."

Yunhua revealed a sly smile. She was wearing a red off-shoulder padded jacket with a zipper. When she unzipped it, she was wearing
a strapless lace bra underneath, covering her full E-cup breasts. Her
cleavage was deep, and the completely transparent lace cups supported her heavy breasts.
The bra was trimmed with Christmas red patterns with fiery red thread, and through the fabric, you could clearly see that her pink nipples were engorged and red.

"Tell me, were you a good boy or not? If you weren't, you wouldn't get a present!"

"I wasn't good at all last year, Santa Claus. Whenever work didn't go well, I'd spank my assistant
to vent my anger."

"Poor assistant! You're really naughty!" Yunhua laughed, casually tossing her tank
top on the ground, crossing her arms to cup her breasts, and playfully squeezing them: "If I forgive you this time,
will you promise to be a good boy next year?"

"I promise I'll only sleep with her from now on, and I won't hit her." I pulled her into my arms,
my sweat mingling with the scent of tropical fruit perfume, steaming into my nostrils with her body heat. "After all, although she's always a bit
eccentric and thinks she's smart, strangely enough, I can't do anything right without her."

Yunhua pushed me away a little, took off my long-sleeved sweatshirt, and leaned against me again,
wrapping her arms around my neck. Her warm, soft breasts rubbed against my chest through the smooth fabric. The soft yet firm
touch stimulated my sense of touch. I cupped her breasts, squeezing them with my palms, while my thumb and forefinger
gently pinched her nipples through her breasts.

Yunhua exhaled sharply and pressed herself even closer to me. I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other
supporting her hips, stroking down her inner thighs, past her knees and slender calves. I pulled her left leg
up to rest against the outside of my right leg, stroking all the way to her ankle.
I then took off her high heels and repeated the same process on her right leg. Yunhua was now completely wrapped around me.

She leaned in to kiss me, and I smelled the scent of her foundation on her cheeks, mingled with the alcohol in her breath.
My tongue tasted the sweetness of citrus. I explored her mouth with my tongue, asserting my
dominance. A misty haze appeared in Yunhua's large eyes, and she let out a low nasal sound, a soft moan,
like a kitten yearning to be petted.

I held Yunhua's waist, turned her around, and placed her on the desk. Her bare back touched the cool cypress
wood surface, and she involuntarily shivered, her legs, which had been tightly wrapped around my waist, immediately loosening. I grabbed Yunhua's
slender ankle and pushed her forward, causing her legs to open into an M shape on the table. At the same time, I pulled
down . Yunhua's legs trembled slightly with excitement, her cheeks flushed. She smiled slightly, wiggling
her hips as she tried to pull down her pantyhose: "The gift is a complete set!"

I grabbed Yunhua's hand to stop her from taking off the pantyhose. Yunhua was stunned for a moment, then I smiled and said:
"Unwrapping a gift is only fun when you tear off the wrapping paper!"

Before Yunhua could stop me, I had already pulled the pantyhose tight at the crotch, and with a forceful poke of my thumb into the seam, I
tore a hole the size of a finger. Then I squeezed my other thumb in and spread it apart. With a tearing
sound, the entire crotch area was torn open to the buttocks, leaving only the waistband connected, revealing a
low-waisted lace thong with red trim, the same style as the bra. Only a small piece of fabric in the shape of a Christmas red cutout covered her genitals,
but even through the transparent fabric, her shaved pubic hair and the deep wine-red labia were clearly visible.

Yunhua chuckled, "You've been wanting to do this all night, have

n't you?" "Who was it that deliberately shook their ass in front of me all night?"

Yunhua gave me a "whatever" look, spread her legs wider, and pushed her panties, which were stuck in her buttocks,
aside. As her thighs spread further apart, her labia minora turned out, revealing a wet, glistening sheen. A
hot, slightly sour, fishy smell hit my head, making my already hard penis seem to swell even larger. I
immediately pulled my sweatpants and panties down to my thighs, put Yunhua's two pink legs on my shoulders, and thrust my hips forward,
penetrating all the way in.

Yunhua let out a soft "hmm" and gripped my wrists tightly. I took the opportunity to cup her breasts in
my hands , kneading them forcefully through her bra. Her full breasts bulged out between my fingers, as if trying to
tear the thin fabric. I even deliberately pinched Yunhua's swollen nipples. She frowned, gritted her teeth, and groaned,
"Hmm...hmm..." Her nails dug deep into my wrists, but she didn't resist.

After kneading for a while, I pulled her bra down a bit, revealing her bell-shaped breasts and rosy nipples
. Because the lower edge was held in place by the bra, her large, slightly sagging
breasts covered with red marks from my ravaging.

I pulled my hands away from hers and abruptly withdrew my penis. Yunhua let out a distressed groan and instinctively
lowered her hips closer to my penis. I grabbed Yunhua's waist and pulled her towards me,
simultaneously forward. The combined force of the pull and the impact propelled my penis even deeper.

Yunhua's short scream seemed to be cut off, stuck in her throat, her whole body
convulsing . Before she could react further, I continued thrusting in the same manner, this time
gripping her thighs. My palms dug into her elastic thigh muscles through her stockings, the
warm a strange sensation. With each thrust, her thighs, still encased in the velvet stockings,
rubbed against my chest.

As I repeatedly thrust into Yunhua, I tore at her stockings. The fiery red color seemed to ignite my
deepest animalistic instincts. I clawed at them with my nails, revealing more white, red-marked tears on her long, fiery red legs
. At the base of this deep red V-shape, the thick, dark penis stretched open the white vulva, thrusting in and
out , bringing out more mucus mixed with fine white bubbles.

While enduring my rough treatment of her lower body, Yunhua struggled, twisting her upper body in vain, scrambling
her fingers across the smooth tabletop, trying to find a foothold. Her twisting and
my movements caused her two full breasts to sway and tremble at an uncoordinated frequency, as if they were about to
be thrown off her body. The sounds of flesh colliding, the gurgling of water, and Yunhua's
meaningless moans mingled together, growing louder and louder, the air thick with the sour smell of sweat and
the fishy stench of secretions.

My excitement was reaching its peak. Yunhua clutched her breasts tightly, squeezing them together,
moaning, "Faster... I'm almost there, almost... almost..." In a flash, Yunhua took
a deep breath, trembled a few times, and I felt her vagina suddenly tighten, a tremor accompanied by a warm current flowing
down my penis.

I stopped thrusting, pressing my penis firmly against Yunhua's cervix. As she trembled , I
felt an electric current run from my tailbone to the top of my head. At the critical moment, I tightened my anus, suppressing
the urge to ejaculate, holding my breath, enjoying the pleasure of my penis being soaked in warm, loving fluid.

I released my hands, and Yunhua's legs went limp, dangling wide open, her eyes half-closed, the whites of her eyes
rolling . After a brief moment of distraction, she seemed to suddenly remember that I hadn't ejaculated yet, and hurriedly said, "No, don't ejaculate
inside..."

She pushed against my chest, and I had been waiting for this moment. I grabbed her wrist, pulled her close
, and with a burst of ejaculation, my semen shot deep into her womb. Yunhua struggled violently, and my penis, still halfway
through ejaculation, sprang out with a "pop," the remaining semen spraying onto her lower abdomen and thighs
, staining her red pantyhose with white, cloudy semen—a truly lewd sight.

Yunhua remained in a wide-open position, slumped on the desk, panting, unable to stand up. She glared at
me: "The more I tell you not to ejaculate inside, the more you deliberately try to!" I grabbed her hand and pulled her
off the desk, flipping her over so she was lying face down on it.

Yunhua was startled: "I can't come again tonight!"

I slapped her round, pert buttocks and said, "There's a limit to how much you can fool the boss. If I were ten years younger
, I might actually give you another injection right away."

Yunhua stuck out her tongue and said, "How should I know? Aren't you Santa Claus? You're supposed to be really
intense ."

"Stop talking nonsense, go inside and wash up." I slapped her again. A young butt is great, the sound of the slap
was so crisp.

After Yunhua finished washing up, she changed into jeans, a long-sleeved cotton t-shirt, and sneakers. After washing away the makeup, her
young face radiated a natural glow, and she looked as clean as a student. For a moment, I had a strange
feeling, as if I had accidentally patronized a minor.

Yunhua didn't notice my unusual mood. She expertly opened one of my drawers, and inside, besides
the industry's must-haves like antacids, chicken essence, and energy vitamins, there was also a bottle of morning-after pills. She poured out two pills, swallowed them with water
, and then casually took a can of coffee from the insulated box under the kettle and put it in her backpack.

"Do you want me to take you to the station?"

"I don't want anyone to see me on the same train as you!" she said casually.

"You wouldn't take my car, but suddenly you had the nerve to mess around with me in the office today?"

"It was a bit reckless," Yunhua stuck out her tongue. "Anyway, whether I slept with you or not,
there will still be rumors in the office that we're having an affair; as long as we're not caught red-handed, the rumors will just be rumors."

"You new humans are really open-minded!"

"New humans!? How old are you, uncle?"

"Not much, just one cycle older than you, thirty-eight."

"I'm twenty-five, not twenty-six." Yunhua pouted.

"It's almost midnight, we'll miss the last high-speed train to Kaohsiung! Do you want to find a hotel to sleep in for the
night? Take the first train tomorrow morning, the fastest one will get to Zuoying at eight.
It's not comfortable and a bit dangerous for a girl to take a night train on the highway alone."

Yunhua reached out and pinched my nose, saying, "I was just joking, why are you really nagging
like my dad? I promised my boyfriend he'd see me as soon as he leaves the military camp, he finally got a leave, he'll be out
at eight !"

"How long has it been?"

"About a month!"

"You won't be able to leave the hotel now!"

"It's still early, he hasn't even reached second base yet!"

I thought of the last time I saw Yunhua's boyfriend, he had just finished his master's degree and was about to go to the military, he would blush if his girlfriend held his hand in public
, he would probably be excited for half a day if she kissed his cheek!

I suddenly felt a wicked pleasure, a strange sense of satisfaction: while this guy
was masturbating while looking at his girlfriend's picture on the hard bed, my semen was filling Yunhua's mouth!

"Then why are you still with him?"

"I'm afraid he'll do something rash!"

"Anyway, his military service isn't long now, let's break up after he's discharged, consider it an act of charity!" Yunhua
seemed indifferent: "Besides, since you don't plan to marry me, you're still my boss, I
have to find a boyfriend, right?"

I suddenly felt a little sorry for this guy. But soon, I put that bit of sadness aside,
thinking it was just Christmas Eve making me a little sentimental! In this dog-eat-dog world, isn't that how everyone gets through it?

More than ten years ago, I also read my girlfriend's breakup letter over and over again on a seaside outpost in Kinmen,
lowering my helmet and sobbing softly at the beach outside the firing port. Compared to me, this guy is much luckier. In
a way, ignorance is bliss!

"Bye-bye!" Yunhua slung her backpack over her shoulder and kissed me on the lips. "I'm going back to Taipei on Sunday
. I'll go to the company this afternoon to get all the materials for Monday's press conference ready."

"Okay, I trust you to handle things."

Yunhua smiled. "Who was it that complained I was being silly just now?" She turned and walked out of the office, waving goodbye
as from me. "Merry Christmas, my boss!"

"Merry Christmas!"

The underground parking lot was still brightly lit, but almost all the cars were gone. I checked my watch;
it was 12:05. Christmas had arrived. After a whole night of running around, it was time to rest. I started my BMW
X6 and headed home. Suddenly, someone knocked on my window...

(Continued)

The underground parking lot was still brightly lit, but almost all the cars were gone.

I glanced at my watch; it was 12:05. Christmas had arrived.

After a night of running around, it was time to rest. I started my BMW X6 and headed home. Suddenly,
someone knocked on my window… Before I could see it was Yan Qi, I was genuinely startled. After regaining my composure,
I rolled down the window: “Don’t scare me to death! A woman in white in the parking lot at midnight? The security guards in the control room might
be scared out of their wits.”

Yan Qi remained as nonchalant as ever: “I was wearing this anyway,
unlike you who had to change into that stupid Santa Claus outfit.”

“You know that outfit is stupid, so why did you suggest I wear it?”

“It’s not funny if it’s not stupid enough. Having an intern wear it isn’t sensational. These days, it’s fashionable for senior executives to cross-dress and embarrass themselves.
I’m already being lenient by not making you dress as a woman.”

“If I didn’t sacrifice my image for comedy, you’d be the one selling your body. Don’t be so ungrateful!”

“By the way, what are you doing here?”

"Even if I dress a little revealing, what's the point? Why would you want to see my belly dancing instead of my youthful body?"

Yan Qi revealed a sly smile, holding a piece of red cloth between two fingers and waving it in front of my eyes.

I looked closely and realized that it was Lu Yunhua's underwear.

"If the cleaning staff finds out, what do you think they'll say?"

"They'll probably say: 'Let me tell you, don't let the vice president's respectable appearance fool you, he's a cross-dresser, he
wears !'

" Yan Qi couldn't help but chuckle, throwing the panties at my face. "The first thing I saw when I walked in was this one lying
next to his desk.

" "You're not usually this careless, are you?"

"I didn't smoke a post-coital cigarette, so I was a little dazed... You wouldn't have brought this to me specifically, would you?"

"I drank a lot of champagne tonight, I can't drive, can you give me a ride?"

"Do you know those yellow things on the street that run for a fee, called taxis?"

Yan Qi reached out and pinched my nose. Her upper body leaned against my car window, the front of her evening gown
drooping , and from the driver's seat, I could still vaguely see the upper part of her fair breasts and
the cleavage in the middle.

I didn't look away, and she didn't avoid my gaze. "How could you be so heartless? Even I
feel a bit cold on Christmas Eve. Going out to pick up someone now is a bit too slow... Are you going to open the door or not?"

"Your Majesty, let me be clear, you know very well what I just did. I'm already in hibernation mode tonight,
and I really can only sleep from now on."

I pressed the central locking button on the car door. "Your place or mine?"

Yan Qi opened the door and sat down next to me. She smiled slightly: "I usually live in the office, what do you think?"

"Fasten your seatbelt. If you need them, there are sunglasses in the glove compartment."

Yan Qi punched me: "Stop arguing, let's drive!"

Yan Qi picked up a handful of noodles, blew on them, and then put them in her mouth: "Has your cooking not deteriorated? Instant noodles
are still as delicious as before."

"There are eggs, frozen meat slices, and three-color vegetables in here. All the good stuff in the fridge is cooked in here
!"

I opened a can of Gunness, poured the foamy dark beer into two stemmed glasses, and handed
one to her. Yan Qi frowned. "Only these kinds of glasses?"

"Just make do. Someone gave it to me. I usually use one mug for everything at home."

"That's so lazy!"

"One of the lessons I learned from the divorce is that if you insist on
having a personal version of everything, whether it's household items or relationships, then your life will become cluttered with unnecessary possessions. Since moving to the new house, I don't
buy things I don't use every day."

I shook the empty aluminum can. "I saw it at the supermarket, suddenly felt nostalgic, and bought a whole case.
It almost finished now."

"You're becoming more and more like a middle-aged woman. Which convenience store doesn't sell this stuff? Just buy it if you want some,"

Yan Qi said, sipping her drink and glancing around my ten-square-meter apartment. "This is my first time visiting your 'tiny place.'
I didn't realize your ex-wife treated you so badly!"

"It's not as bad as you think. I just don't need that much space. When I come home alone,
a small room doesn't feel so desolate. Just turning on this warm light above the dining table makes it cozy."

Yan Qi finished her drink in one gulp, let out a burp, and tapped the glass with her finger, making a clear
, clinking sound. "You must have thought about what would happen today if I had accepted your proposal back then?"

I pretended to ponder for a moment. "I think we'd be divorced now, and I'd
have nothing , shivering on a park bench."

Yan Qi couldn't help but laugh.

She laughed for a while, then leaned in and kissed me on the cheek: "I didn't agree to be with you back then
because I knew you too well; now... you know me too well."

I shrugged, making a helpless gesture. "Anyway, we just know each other too well, which is why,
after traveling halfway around the world, we ended up cuddling together for warmth on Christmas Eve."

Yan Qi smiled bitterly: "You're not wrong, we're great partners, but back then we
mistook intimacy for love. If we continue to invest our feelings, we might burn each other out..."

I finished my drink in one gulp and wiped my mouth: "It's so late now, if we just want to chat, we'll need
a blanket. Do you want to come?"

She smiled sweetly: "I'll wash up first, can I borrow some clothes to wear?"

"Go through the wardrobe yourself, don't take too long to wash, I'll make the bed first."

"If you fall asleep first, you can forget about the year-end bonus."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In this kind of small, open-plan apartment, the furniture is all storage-type as much as possible.

Making the bed was just a formality; they simply pulled out the sofa bed and laid out clean sheets.

I sat on the bed, pressed the remote for the stereo, and
started softly singing Ellafitzge Rald's Christmas carols from the midnight jazz radio.

Just then, Yan Qi came out of the bathroom. My eyes widened at her appearance: her still-damp, shoulder-
length hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore one of my white shirts, only the top few buttons fastened.

As she approached, through the unbuttoned front and hem, her trembling breasts, bare legs,
and the shadowy area between her legs were faintly visible as she swayed.

My mouth immediately went dry, and my previously worried-about erection began to heat up
.

I couldn't help but curse myself inwardly for underestimating this woman; whatever she wanted, she always
got… and immediately.

White shirts are not only my Achilles' heel, but this fetish was also discovered by the woman in front of me—a one-shot deal
, no surprise.

I pulled back the covers and gestured for her

to get on the bed. Yan Qi smiled slightly, climbed onto the bed, and leaned in to kiss my cheek: "From
tythesnowman? Still not enough Christmas carols tonight?"

When she straightened her upper body, I could clearly see her nipples through her shirt, along with the faint outline of
her areolas .

This alluring sight aroused my lust. I hooked my arms around her waist and pulled her to straddle me:
"It was so noisy tonight, I didn't hear a thing. Don't you think these songs are meant to be listened to in quiet?"

Yan Qi's gaze was a little hazy. She lowered her head and kissed my forehead, then wrapped my head around her chest:
"So, are we going to listen to music now, or make love?"

I kissed her nipples through her shirt, mumbling, "We'll do it while we listen, and then we'll do it again."

I heard her let out a soft moan and felt her thighs tense.

Reaching out, I unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her teardrop-shaped left breast,
swaying slightly.

Though slightly sagging, it remained full and firm.

Her nipple was small and pointed, surrounded by a large, equally dark brown areola,
creating a striking contrast against her fair skin—visually stimulating.

However, I didn't linger to admire this sight. I immediately took the tip of her breast into my mouth, gently sucking;
my other hand, through her shirt, firmly grasped her right breast, kneading and stimulating it in conjunction with the other.

The alternating gentle and rough stimulation was striking: as I bit and nibbled at her left nipple and areola
, my left hand gently held her right breast, lightly brushing or pressing the tip with my thumb; as my left hand
pinched her nipple with my thumb and forefinger, my tongue slowly swept over the raised bumps on her areola.

"Ah...no...it hurts..."

Yan Qi convulsed, letting out short moans.

Contrary to what she said, she grabbed my hair and pressed my head even closer to her breasts.

This made me chuckle a little, thinking maliciously: who's got the upper hand now? If making
love is like riding a bicycle, once you learn it, you won't forget it.

Then sleeping with an old lover is like oiling an old bike in a warehouse before riding it.

At first, the gears are a bit stiff, but once they're smooth, the memories and rhythms of riding it come flooding back
.

I pushed Yan Qi's upper body back a little, and she gave a slightly dissatisfied hum. Then, without warning, I
slipped my hands under her legs and pushed her down, so that her legs were on my shoulders.

Yan Qi screamed and didn't move further. Her face was a little red, and she pulled up the hem of her
shirt , exposing her entire vulva to me. Then she looked away, not daring to look at my face.

Yan Qi was indeed a beauty, but her chin was pointed, her lips thin, and her eyebrows sharp.

When she wasn't smiling, she exuded a menacing aura that made people unconsciously serious. As for her personality, she was
a staunch perfectionist, and it was understandable why her colleagues were afraid of her.

It goes without saying how difficult it would be for someone as serious as her to ask someone to lick her genitals.

Yet, the contrast between her hesitant, shy expression and her apparent desire was particularly
arousing .

Yan Qi's pubic hair was sparse, with only a small tuft lying flat above her mons pubis. Her labia majora were thick and wrinkled,
making her vulva resemble a strangely colored orchid.

I gently pulled her labia majora apart, revealing her pink labia minora, which glistened wetly with
a wanton sheen.

I carefully licked from the inside of her labia majora, gradually moving towards the center. Each upward
lick ended at the clitoris, where I teased the tiny clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Each time I touched this final touch,
the pink tissue of this strange flower twitched, gushing out more nectar with a fishy smell.

"Hmph... Ugh..."

Yan Qi let out a series of sobbing sounds. She braced herself on her knees with her hands, her long nails digging into
her thighs, trying to stop herself from closing her legs.

To complete the act, I continued to spread her vulva with my left hand, while my right index finger, covered in her vaginal fluid,
began to smear it on her anus.

"No... pervert..." She

noticed my intention and swayed her hips to avoid me, but her movements were not resolute. I looked up at her , our eyes meeting. She instantly blushed, glared at me, and then looked away. I knew that if I laughed at this moment, she would definitely get angry. It always happened like this. At this time, I had to play the bad guy and show that it wasn't her own choice, but that she was forced to accept it. I supported Yan Qi's buttocks, turned her over, and then pushed her with her knees, so that she was " just right " in a prone position with her buttocks raised. She turned over and glared at me, bit her lip, and buried her head in the pillow. From this position, I could clearly observe her small anus. The light brown folds slowly contracted with her panting . I leaned closer and smelled it. Apart from the semen that had just been there, there was only a soapy smell, which showed that it had been cleaned very well. I licked it with my tongue and pushed the tip of my tongue in a little bit. Yan Qi's legs went weak. Although she was muffled by the pillow, I could still hear her let out a long moan. I pressed her clitoris with my left hand continued to rub it. Then I inserted my index and middle fingers, which were lubricated with her vaginal fluid, straight into the base of my fingers and slowly rotated them in her slippery intestines. Meanwhile, my left hand quickly teased her clitoris. Yan Qi pressed her abdomen down, her entire waist arching, and she raised her head, screaming, instinctively trying to relieve the pressure: "Ugh...ha...ha...good...pervert...bastard...stop...stop... good...good..." "It hurts so much? Then I'll stop," I said maliciously. "Good...uh, uh...I..." "Good what? Good or bad?" "Hmph...hmph...uh, no...no, I'm going to die...it's so...so painful." "Then if I stop, will you feel better?" "Ha...ha...uh...uh...hmph...I...woo..." Yan Qi cried, "I hate you, Alex, I'll fuck your mother, I'll fuck your mother's stinky cock..." Just then, her body tensed up, and with a few hissing sounds, she spurted out a large pool of vaginal fluid, then collapsed onto the bed . Yan Qi was stunned for a moment before waking up, immediately pulling the blanket up and curling up with her back to me. I crawled into the covers and tried to hug her from behind, but she struggled. "Don't touch me!" "Are you angry?" "I hate you like this, but I hate myself even more." "But I like you like this." I held her tightly, my erect penis pressing against her buttocks. "That was you just now, and that 's . I don't think you're pretending." Yan Qi struggled a bit, turned around, and stared at me. "Don't you know how embarrassing it is for a woman to be seen through?" I reached out and tapped her nose. "Do you think other women would make me go to such lengths?" Yan Qi glared at me and pinched my thigh hard. Before I could cry out, she leaned in and sealed my lips with hers, her breath still carrying the lingering effects of the alcohol.

Her soft, wet tongue aggressively probed into my mouth.

As I cupped her cheeks and returned her wet kiss, she lifted one leg, grasped my penis, and
leaned forward, allowing my penis to slide halfway into her already slippery vagina.

Then I slightly rolled over, pinning Yan Qi beneath me, and my penis plunged all the way in.

She let out a soft moan, wrapped her arms around my neck, and rubbed her breasts against my chest.

In this position, I couldn't thrust deeply, only able to slowly move in and out with small movements, using my knees as a fulcrum.

Yan Qi leaned in and gently nibbled at my earlobe.

With each soft moan from her nose, her warm breath brushed against my ear, sending
shivers down my spine.

In this tender atmosphere, I reached my limit for the day.

Ignoring whether Yan Qi had reached her climax, I was momentarily dazed and ejaculated the last of my semen into her body
before falling into a deep sleep… In

my hazy sleep, I vaguely felt Yan Qi, having finished showering, return to the bed and lean her warm body
against .

I groggily grasped her hand around my waist and drifted back to sleep.

While I was making breakfast, Yan Qi woke up. She leaned against me sleepily, but her shirt, worn as
pajamas all night, was a mess of wrinkles, and her hair, wet from sleeping, was disheveled
. However, after seeing her so always impeccably dressed, this disheveled beauty was strangely endearing.

"You're awake?"

"You smell so good! What are you doing?"

"Go wash up quickly, you'll find out soon enough."

As we enjoyed sweet and savory egg rolls, potato wedges, fried bacon, and orange juice, the radio started playing "
Have Your Self-Fallittle Merry Christmas" again.

Yan Qi took a sip of orange juice, smacked her lips, and added some sparkling water to her wine glass.

By then, she had changed out of her wrinkled, semen-stained shirt and put on one of my t-shirts. "
Looks like I'll be bombarded by Ellafitzgerald for a while longer."

"It's Christmas morning now, it'll only be festive until today, right? Besides, I really like her songs anyway,
whether it's festive or not, I like listening to them."

"I know, when you proposed, you even chose her and Armstrong's 'Dancingch
Eek to Cheek' as the background music."

"So, was that a good or bad influence? In terms of results?"

Yan Qi smiled. "The song is good. Isn't it always a people problem?"

Her eyes darted around. "Aren't we doing quite well now?"

I shrugged. "Indeed."

I raised my glass. "Well then, Maryx's, my boss."

Yan Qi also raised her glass and smiled sweetly. "Merryx's, Deputy Director Xiao Shunzhi."

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