A Smile on a Summer Night

"Wow, it's so hot!" Almost every colleague who walked in this morning said the same thing. And it's true, it's only
mid-May, but the weather is already almost like summer.

"Xiaoping, hand over the detailed information for that consulting firm, thanks!"

"Xiaoping, the copier is jammed again, can you figure out a solution?"

"Xiaoping, the courier company's bill is here, I need you to sign it first!"

I numbly dealt with the company's routine tasks. Ever since I transferred to this wretched administrative department,
endless trivial matters have bound me to the office, unable to escape. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the outside light
made my head spin.

I lowered my head, fleeing from the computer screen, and grabbed a picture frame lying nearby. The photo was
taken during my honeymoon last year. I remember it was already evening; we were walking along the riverbank and asked
a passerby to take the picture. We both had natural smiles on our faces, seemingly revealing the sweetness of newlywed life.
Looking at their happy faces, I couldn't help but smile too.

"Ring—ring—" The urgent ringing of the phone shattered my newly relaxed mood.

"Xiaoping, contact the property management. We need to use their large conference room for a press conference tomorrow.
Let me know when it's settled!" I only managed to say "okay" halfway before the call ended. I stuck
my tongue out at the phone. I'd heard that this general manager, who'd only been there three months, had ambiguous relationships with several female colleagues,
so I wasn't keen on going into his office. But business had to be done!

Thirty minutes later, I gave his office door a perfunctory knock, then pushed it open and went in.

"It's all arranged, Mr. Zhang, you—" I said, head down. When I looked up, I was surprised
to find him standing right in front of me, looking bewildered. I noticed his pants were half-undone, and his right hand
was gripping his erect penis. I could see the shiny glans on his thick shaft, and even
the throbbing veins below were clearly visible. What he was doing was obvious. Seeing another man's genitals unexpectedly
made my face flush, and I froze.

For about five seconds, we stared at each other, at a loss for words. Then, Mr. Zhang acted. He
pulled ran behind me, and slammed the half-open door shut. I was startled. Was this guy planning something
? Rumors about him immediately flooded my mind.

"Mr. Zhang, you—"

"Listen to me first, Xiaoping!" His voice was low, probably afraid of being overheard. I
relaxed a little.

"Okay, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. Please don't tell anyone, okay?"

Hearing his almost pleading tone, I immediately felt reassured. "Mr. Zhang, don't worry! I
didn't !" I echoed his soft voice.

A smile appeared on his lips as he slowly walked back to his seat. "Xiaoping, sit down!" He pointed to the sofa in front of
his desk . I paused, thinking it didn't matter. He probably wanted to find a way to keep my secret.

"Is your administrative work going well?" As expected, I smiled and nodded. "Administrative
jobs are more suitable for boys. You're so pretty, it's such a waste!"

"It's okay, this job is very challenging, I really like it!" I said
something I didn't even believe myself.

"Okay! I know you're very capable! But—" His tone suddenly changed, and I couldn't help but tense up.
"You said you wouldn't tell anyone about what happened earlier, but how can I believe you?" Hearing his words, my
sense of crisis surged up again. He continued, "I'm the general manager, after all. If people find out I'm masturbating in
my office , I'll lose all face!"

"Then maybe I should resign!" I said through gritted teeth. After all, the salary for this job was very considerable.
What bad luck to run into this.

"No, don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant!" He paused, seeing that I was listening attentively, before continuing
, "It's like this, you know I masturbated earlier, but I didn't orgasm, and now I feel very
uncomfortable ." Hearing him say this, I immediately thought of that large male symbol, my face flushed red and then turned pale,
not knowing what he was trying to say. "I need your help!"

"Me! How can I help you!" I exclaimed in surprise, standing up abruptly.

"It's nothing much, just let me use my hand—" He deliberately paused, and I understood what he
meant.

"I have a husband, you can't do this, you—" I was so angry I could barely speak.

He leaned closer, still whispering, "I didn't ask you to do anything, so I know you won't tell
anyone!" Before he finished speaking, he half-unzipped his pants, and without the restraint of pants, his erect penis was suddenly
exposed , then he directly offered it to my hand.

I instinctively flinched, but he caught my hand again, "Look, now we've touched!
How about we exercise a little?"

I sighed, it seemed difficult to escape, I'd just keep his secret, "Then you
can't tell anyone I helped you like this!" I stared at him.

"Don't worry! I'm already satisfied!"

I sat down, closed my eyes, and tightly gripped his hot penis, stroking it back and forth. Actually,
this kind of thing isn't unfamiliar to me. Sometimes I help my husband like this when I'm not feeling well. I could
hear Mr. Zhang's soft moans; he must be enjoying it! His penis was really thick and large; my small hand
couldn't even grasp it. I slowly increased the speed, hoping he would ejaculate soon.

The heat of his male organ gradually rose in my palm, and the scent of its secretions wafted out.
Suddenly, I felt my heart pounding, my mouth dry, and the temperature seemed to rise even higher. A surge of heat
rushed to my face, instantly filling my entire body, and my lower body inexplicably became wet. I
slightly shifted my legs, pressing them tightly together.

The penis in my hand swelled up, and Mr. Zhang's breathing became rapid; it seemed he was about to climax. I
suddenly felt a sense of loss. I had felt this way before when I helped my husband masturbate; it was
strange . Suddenly, Mr. Zhang grabbed my hand, stopping the action. I opened my eyes and looked at him, wondering if
this was enough!

He looked at me and smiled, saying, "Xiaoping, you've made me feel very comfortable! But I've remembered something." Seeing that I
didn't speak, he had no choice but to continue, "After all, you've seen my body, but I haven't seen yours."
"Oh dear, I've really been taken advantage of!"

He actually said that! I stood up again, about to push him away, but he grabbed me and pulled me to
his desk. He gently pressed his hand to my mouth to stop me from speaking, then whispered, "How about this? You
don't need to help me anymore! Just lift your skirt so I can see inside. Don't worry, I'll just look and not touch!" He then stepped
back, indicating he wanted to give me a safe space.

I gave a bitter laugh. I never imagined I'd have to expose my body to the boss for masturbation! I remembered
the excited look on my husband's face when we discussed buying a new car; quitting meant I definitely would
n't .

I sighed. Fine, whatever! He can't really do anything to me anyway. Let him see.
After all, I saw his genitals. Thinking about it that way made me feel a little better. "It's a promise, you can only look, don't get
me in trouble!" I glared at him, bent down and slowly rolled up my skirt. When I got to the waist, he clicked his tongue
in admiration. I blushed and turned my head away, but I could still feel the heat of his gaze on my lower body.

"Xiaoping, could you please lie down?" I glanced at him and slowly lay down on his desk. "
Could you please spread your legs a little wider?" I gritted my teeth and slowly spread my legs. "Xiaoping, you're really beautiful!
Not only are you beautiful, but your figure is beautiful, and even your lower body is so beautiful!"

It's always a little pleasing to be praised by a man, but I immediately remembered that because of the hot weather, my skirt was long today,
so I wasn't wearing stockings. Moreover, the thong I was wearing was not only small, but also covered in lace and
was white, meaning he could see my lower body completely. There was nothing to block his
view, and now he had seen everything. I couldn't help but blame myself for wearing that thong.

Unexpectedly, he wasn't satisfied yet. "Could you please take off your underwear or put it aside? I want to get a good
look at your genitals!" I did as he said, pulling my underwear aside. Now even the last barrier was gone. I
gritted my teeth and persevered, constantly telling myself it would be over soon. Sure enough, I heard sounds of movement beside me. I knew he
had started masturbating, and I mentally estimated when he would finish.

"Can you turn over?"

For some reason, I obediently lay down, probably so he wouldn't see my face, which
would allow me to relax a little. Hearing the heavy breathing behind me, I involuntarily relaxed my legs
, spreading them wider. A tingling, itchy sensation kept radiating from my waist down. I gently swayed my body to alleviate the feeling.

I kept thinking about that monstrous penis behind me and the scent emanating from it.

Suddenly, a hand pressed against my buttocks. Without thinking or resisting, fingers gently caressed my
genitals. My vagina seemed already overflowing with lubrication. I knew what he was going to do, but
I didn't offer much resistance. I only managed to say, "Don't do this, I have a husband—"

before his thick penis "whooshed" through my labia and slid in completely
. My voice immediately turned into a suppressed moan. The fullness inside my vagina brought me to orgasm instantly.
Sparks seemed to explode before my eyes, and a surge of heat rushed down my body, causing my vagina to twitch involuntarily.

"How is it? Comfortable, right? It feels different from your husband's, doesn't it?"

I stared blankly at my body's reaction. The "slap slap" sounds of my buttocks touching his genitals were incessant.
I clearly heard my own soft "humming" sounds and felt the second person's
penis inside me growing slightly larger. As the speed increased, streams of heat flowed from the tip of that thing deep into my vagina
.

"I finally slept with the most beautiful woman here—" he exclaimed excitedly, but I seemed
not to hear him. My desk somehow ended up there; I was just staring blankly at the picture frame.

In the photo, my husband and I were smiling and cuddling—

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