My female boss and my passionate encounter with stockings

It was early spring of 2010 when I joined a private company. This company was in the foreign trade business, and I was hired as a salesperson. On my first day, I familiarized myself with my colleagues and the work environment, and got a basic understanding of what the company did. Two hours before the end of the workday, the company chairman walked in. I was stunned… I hadn't expected her to be a woman, and she looked only about 27 or 28 years old. She was 168 cm tall, with a super perfect figure, from her hairstyle to her high heels. I was completely mesmerized; her skin was incredibly good. During the meeting, I didn't dare look her in the eye. I felt my face flush and my heart race. From her demeanor, appearance, makeup, to her clothing style and quality, she was a star from head to toe. I've seen models in person, participated in events alongside Fan Bingbing, and shared backstage with celebrities like Annie Yi and Fann Wong. These are all considered beautiful stars, right? Of course, I don't deny that Fann Wong is quite pretty. But our chairman was truly more beautiful than them; she was absolutely stunning. Walking down the street, I felt it was impossible for no one to turn their head to look at her. To protect her privacy, we'll refer to this female chairman as "Meimei," and we employees call her Sister Mei. When I arrived, there were two other new employees, and the chairman asked us to introduce ourselves. But I felt she had the best impression of me. After that, I worked very hard in the company. Of course, what I looked forward to most was Meimei coming to the company every day after lunch, because she changed her style and outfits every day. Sometimes formal, sometimes casual. Of course, her most beautiful look was in a short skirt and black stockings. Her legs were very long and slender, like a model's figure. Sometimes she would walk up to us to show off her newly bought boots and high heels. At these times, I would carefully admire her beautiful legs in stockings. She wasn't a stocking fetishist and mostly wore high heels barefoot. So whenever she wore stockings, I would definitely find an opportunity to admire them more. Although she was very thin, she had a large, firm bust. Once, she called me to her office for a talk. She bent down to pick something up, and I got a clear look. Her clothes already showed a bit of cleavage. Then she bent over... oh my god... a leopard-print bra! I was immediately aroused, thankfully I was wearing jeans, and I quickly turned to the side so she wouldn't notice. Her husband is also very wealthy, 10 years older than her. He's quite influential. I've only met him once. But her clothes are all very expensive, things we might never buy in our lives. LV bags, Gucci bags. A pair of shoes that look like Converse sneakers, I don't know what brand, cost over 2000 yuan. She said it was cheap. A very thin down jacket cost over 20,000 yuan. So extravagant! As time went on, I also worked at the company for... It's been a year. She thought highly of me and even made me the team leader for the sales team, responsible for managing the sales staff and contacting external clients. For a few days, she didn't come to the company, and I didn't know what was going on. Of course, as her subordinate, I couldn't call her to ask why she wasn't there, unless we switched positions. One afternoon, Meimei, whom I hadn't seen for a week, finally came to the company. Her hair was up, and she was still wearing makeup. She wore a short black dress, black pantyhose—the very thin kind—and black high heels. All black, paired with two small black crossbody bags with gold chains. She looked both cool and sexy as I watched her walk into her office. I couldn't help but touch my penis.It was unbearable. When I got to the company, she first called the manager in for a talk, then called all the sales staff to the conference room for a meeting. She listened to a brief summary of last week's work and then had each salesperson present their work plan for next week. Near the end of the workday, she came out and said, "Leave work on time, don't stay in the office playing on the computer." (Everyone looked at her, and she seemed to be in a bad mood today; I guess no one dared to linger in the office.) Then she said, "Zhang Feng, come in for a moment." (Zhang Feng is me, the author.) With a nervous heart, I walked into the office. I was afraid my superiors would call me in for a talk. I was always nervous, afraid I'd done something wrong. Actually, Meimei is different from other bosses; she's very easygoing and accepting of employees' work attitudes, not a harsh person. Meimei asked me to sit down. I said, "Sister Mei, what's up?" Meimei said, "What do you think of our company?" I said, "It's pretty good, and it has good potential. Everyone's doing a good job, right?" Then she smiled. Then she talked to me about some company matters, wanting me to find a few more salespeople to form a team, saying the current team leader wasn't good enough and needed to be replaced. She wanted me to find some capable salespeople. Before the conversation was over, I heard my colleagues outside clocking out and leaving one after another. She then asked me to talk about my views on the company's development and business issues. As she listened, she picked up her coffee cup and sat down on the sofa next to me. My eyes never left her legs, but I was also afraid. I pretended to be calm and shifted my gaze to her face. But in my mind, her slender legs and black stockings were still imprinted. After I finished talking about my work, I secretly glanced at my watch when she wasn't looking; it had been 40 minutes since I left work. All my colleagues had gone home. It seemed I would be going home alone, feeling lonely. Before I could finish thinking about it, Meimei said, "Are you free after get off work?" I replied, "Yes, I'm fine! Why...?" "Then let's go eat?" Meimei asked me confidently. It was the first time I had eaten alone with Meimei, and I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. But she was so particular, and luckily I only had a little over 400 yuan in my wallet. But for him, I felt it wasn't enough. I was still wondering about it. She asked me what I wanted to eat. "I don't care, anything is fine. It's up to you!" She said, "Okay, let's have some barbecue." I happily agreed. The barbecue Meimei mentioned was something somewhere between basic barbecue and lamb skewers. The restaurant was near the company, a five-minute walk away. The environment was nice, all small partitions with screens, not private rooms, but not as messy and noisy as the open tables in a restaurant. We found a small private room at the back. There was a wooden plaque above it engraved with "Romance of the Three Kingdoms." I liked that phrase. There weren't many people that day, and Meimei and I sat at a four-person table, facing each other, and started ordering. She ordered two cold dishes and several grilled meat skewers. I let Meimei order everything. She asked if I wanted to drink. "Sure. What would you like to drink?" Meimei suggested some baijiu (Chinese liquor). I asked worriedly, "Can you drink?" She wasn't satisfied with my answer and replied, "Of course!" So we sat down and ate and drank. (A large bottle of 42-proof Erguotou, about 500ml. My alcohol tolerance is limited; my maximum is half a bottle before I'm conscious enough to take a taxi home and sleep.) We chatted casually, mostly about the company, colleagues' personal lives, friendships, and gossip. Then Meimei told me she had just divorced her husband. Hearing this, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!" Such a good woman, divorced. Of course, I still didn't dare ask why. Her eyes were already wet. I comforted her, "Sister Mei, are you okay? You can tell me if anything's bothering you." She told me about her husband's behavior and some family conflicts. I thought it all sounded normal. She picked up her glass again and clinked glasses with me. I wondered if I'd have a chance if I drank too much. At that moment, I thought of a chance to take advantage of her, to touch her beautiful legs in stockings. That would have satisfied me. Before I knew it, a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) was gone. She seemed determined to drink her fill today, and asked the waiter for four more bottles of beer. I said, "No, no, no, Sister Mei. I can't drink anymore." Mei Mei said unhappily, "I can drink, why can't you?" I said, "You should drink less too." "Waiter, bring two more bottles." I looked at Mei Mei again, grinning foolishly, and said, "If it's not enough, we'll get more." The beer arrived again. My buddy was in really good shape at that moment. Maybe drinking with a woman means drinking slower, without having to chug like a fool. I didn't feel tipsy. She picked up the beer and started pouring, even pouring some for me. She then told me about her relationship and divorce, and at this point, tears were truly streaming down her face. She covered her face with her hands, afraid to cry out loud, and tremblingly wiped her eyes. Her makeup was superb, perhaps due to the effects of high-end cosmetics. Even with tears, her eyes didn't look blurry. I comforted her, saying some encouraging words. We were truly full and satisfied, and I suggested leaving with Mei Mei. "Shall I take you home?" She remained silent, looking at me, heartbroken. "You go first." "How can I leave you here alone?" she said. "Then take me back to the company." "How can I sleep at the company? Besides, it's so late. It's already 9 o'clock. I'll take you home to rest." Meimei refused, taking out her wallet to pay the bill. She said I shouldn't treat her. I helped her out of the barbecue restaurant. She was so beautiful; everyone around turned to look at her. We reached the roadside. "Take a taxi, I'll take you home," she only gave me her home address. By this time, Meimei was clearly drunk and starting to feel dizzy. I hailed a taxi, and we sat together in the back seat. I told the driver the address, and we headed towards her house. She sat down next to me, but her head was turned towards the window. In the neon light, I admired her beautiful legs and those sexy black stockings. So beautiful. So I boldly reached out and touched her knee. She didn't react; it seems alcohol really is a good thing. I reached out again and completely grasped her knee with my palm. Afraid she'd notice, I deliberately asked, "Sister Mei, are you alright? Did you drink too much and feel unwell?" Mei remained silent. But I didn't dare be too forward. I simply stroked the part of her thigh exposed under her skirt. The stockings felt amazing, definitely designer stockings, how could they be so smooth… Mei's stockings felt even more comfortable than any I'd ever touched before. Was it the high quality of the stockings, or was it just that she was so beautiful, so perfect? Twenty minutes later, we arrived at her apartment complex. I paid the fare and helped her out of the car. She was still very dizzy. It took me a lot of effort to pull Mei out. She could barely stand on her own. I said, "We're home, Sister Mei." She looked up at the building and said, "Help me upstairs, I really drank too much. Take my key card, it's on the 11th floor." I helped her into the elevator. The apartment complex was really nice; it was clearly a wealthy place. I thought to myself, since I was here, I had to leave with a full load. She took out her key, but couldn't open the door for a long time. I was a little nervous; had I gone to the wrong place? She eventually let me open it; it seemed she was completely numbed by alcohol today. I opened the door and turned on the lights. She lived alone. The house was large, probably 160-170 square meters. She asked me to pour her a glass of water. She collapsed on the sofa, completely drunk and passed out. I started admiring her big house. I quickly took a look around. Two large bedrooms, three balconies, one storage room—a really nice house! But I wasn't there to admire her house; I was just surveying the surroundings. My goal was to get my beloved's stockings, panties, and lingerie. I had to hurry; I was afraid she'd suddenly find out, which would be a huge problem. I quickly found the wardrobe, opened it, and went crazy. It was full of all kinds of designer clothes. So luxurious. The bottom drawers must be... haha. Wow… there were two drawers full of designer watches and jewelry. All very expensive. "Where are my beautiful stockings?" I wondered anxiously. After searching for a while, another door opened, and I was overjoyed. Inside the wardrobe were three drawers. Underwear, panties, and stockings were all neatly arranged. My goodness! If you really love stockings, you've entered a sea of them. I took out two pairs; both were clean and odorless. I touched them to my heart's content. Mostly black stockings; I picked the LnessRadio from the very bottom of the drawer.I put two very thin stockings in the pocket of her shorts. I continued to rummage through her underwear; they were all clean. Most were lace; I found a black pair and a milky white pair and put them in the pocket as well. It was almost time. I quickly ran to the sofa to check on Meimei. Meimei was lying on the sofa, it seemed she was already unconscious. I took off her shoes. Anyway, even if she woke up, I could explain my good intentions. Haha. I touched her ankle; the smooth stockings aroused me again. The high heels were easy to take off. I squatted down, picked up her shoes and smelled them. There was a slight foot odor, but not a strong leather smell. I started to take off her other shoe. At this moment, I don't know where I got the courage, I got close to her toes and smelled them hard. A faint foot odor. Afraid that Meimei would notice, I only licked the side of her heel with my tongue, because this part is generally not too sensitive. I absolutely love you, Meimei. Your feet smell so good, and they're so beautiful. Those thin stockings are so sexy, so I licked her feet again. I thoroughly enjoyed the little checkered pattern on the stockings. I can't be too greedy. I tried to wake her up, signaling that my mission was accomplished, that she was safely home, and that I was going home to play with her stockings. After calling her several times, she slightly opened her eyes and looked at me. "Do you think I'm pretty?" I said. "Meimei, you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Your aura is incredibly attractive." She said, "I want you to hug me, okay?" I pretended, "That's not a good idea." "What's wrong? Is it not okay?" I looked into her eyes. I slowly sat down on the sofa and gently hugged her. When I held her, I smelled her strong perfume, like an aphrodisiac, and my penis immediately became erect. I thought to myself, since we're hugging, let's see if anything develops. I tried to test Meimei. I put my mouth towards her ear. I felt her hands gripping my back, getting tighter and tighter. She asked me why I hadn't dared to hug her earlier. I said, "Because you're so beautiful, Sister Mei. I was afraid I'd do something wrong and lose control." She smiled slightly, her lips curving upwards. Suddenly, she tilted her head back slightly to look at me, then pressed her lips to mine and kissed me. She immediately pulled her head back to look at me again. Damn… I couldn't take it anymore, so I just went for it. I leaned in and kissed her too. She didn't resist; instead, she opened her mouth and put her tongue in mine. We continued our French kissing, our tongues intertwining and battling… My left arm encircled her back, and my right hand began to rest on her thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin against her stockings. I started caressing her thigh. Her legs were so slender, and the stockings felt amazing. I reached under her skirt, kissing and caressing her legs, fantasizing about those beautiful stockinged legs. My right hand continued to stroke upwards, feeling the stockings enveloping her legs, until I reached the side of her buttocks. I lifted her up slightly, so my hand could fully touch her buttocks. I felt she was wearing tiny panties, super tiny. I continued to touch her little bottom. Soft and firm. I slipped my hand out from under her skirt and started kneading her beautiful breasts, the same kind of breasts I'd seen before wearing a leopard-print bra. I kneaded gently, afraid she'd think I was being too rough. The bra felt very thin; her breasts were definitely not small. She was wearing a dress today, the top and skirt were one piece; I had to take both off. Our French kissing needed a break, so I lowered my head and kissed her neck, because that's the most arousing part of a woman's body. I kept kissing, occasionally using my tongue to trace patterns on her neck. Meimei was now fully aroused. She started searching for my mouth with her own. Then we resumed our passionate French kissing. With my hands free, I started lifting her skirt. She cooperated, eventually taking off her entire dress. That's when I saw her breasts. They were so beautiful. Her breasts were firm and large, like two small apples. Today she was wearing a black lace bra. My God… she’s so fucking sexy. I didn’t rush to unhook her bra; through her lace lingerie, I started kneading her breasts. People who like stockings might enjoy touching a woman through something, finding it more stimulating. Mei Mei asked me to carry her into the room. We moved to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. She took off her bra at this point. Her two big, round breasts jiggled up and down twice. Ah, so good. I started to suck on her nipples, kissing them. My tongue moved from side to side around her nipples. Mei Mei started to get excited and moaned. “Ah… ah… uh… ah… um.” I lifted my penis and mustered the courage to say to her, “Mei Mei, you’re so beautiful, I love you!” She completely ignored me, just started kissing my face more intensely, then down my neck, with a little pressure as I felt her sucking on my neck, her tongue licking back and forth, making my penis as hard as it could get. I responded to her from time to time, our tongues colliding. My hands started to knead her breasts forcefully. I continued pinching her nipples with my fingers. She was still moaning rapidly, "Ah...mmm...uh...uh...uh." I started taking off my shirt, then my shorts, and threw them out the window, because Meimei's stockings and panties were still in my pocket. I started touching her beautiful legs in black pantyhose again. My hand began to caress her genitals, rubbing little by little towards the center. We continued kissing. Mouth, tongue, neck, back and forth. I slipped my hand inside her stockings and panties and started rubbing her buttocks. Although Meimei's buttocks weren't big, they were still fleshy and felt quite elastic to the touch. I continued rubbing her buttocks, and slowly I reached my hand towards her genitals, which were already wet. When I touched her genitals, Meimei moaned and trembled slightly; perhaps she was a little nervous. I started kissing her again, sucking her tongue into my mouth. My fingers began to penetrate her genitals. I could feel Meimei starting to enjoy it. Then she started to take off her stockings. How could I let that happen? Stockings are my absolute favorite! I said to Meimei, "Don't take them off, I love your stockings. You don't know how sexy you are in them." She stopped, and I helped her pull her pantyhose back up. Then, like a pervert, I started frantically licking her stockinged legs, then lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders. I frantically licked her stockinged feet, occasionally sucking on her toes. "Meimei, I love you, I love stockings. I love you so much. Ah… I want you… I want to play with your stockings." At that moment, Meimei twisted her body, reached into the bedside table, and opened it. There were several more pairs of stockings inside. Meimei took the stockings, looked at me licking her legs and feet, and threw a pile of stockings at me. I kept my arm around her legs and continued licking. I freed one hand to pick up the pile of stockings. They were all Meimei's stockings. I felt like I was in heaven. There were 2-3 pairs of black stockings and one pair of flesh-colored stockings. They were all pantyhose, and the super thin kind. I immediately lowered her legs and spread them apart. I forcefully tore open the stockings around her genitals. Meimei cooperated, reaching her hand inside the stockings herself. Unexpectedly, she was undoing her panties—brown panties with ties on both sides. I quickly untied them, pulled them out, and let her see me kiss them. I quickly took off my own panties. Now, completely naked, Meimei, wearing only pantyhose, was about to begin her battle. Meimei didn't say much, just kept moaning with pleasure. I first rubbed my penis against her stockinged thighs. With my other hand, I massaged her breasts. I grabbed a pair of black stockings from the bed, found one end, and put it on my hand. I started massaging her breasts. Meimei's beautiful breasts and my palm were separated only by the thin stockings. This excited me greatly. This must have been a first for Meimei. Then, I changed the stocking from my hand to my middle finger and inserted it directly into her vagina. Stocking insertion must be very stimulating. Haha. So, I knelt beside her, my finger, still in the stocking, thrusting in and out of her vagina. I felt the stocking was completely soaked inside. My left hand started to hold my penis and rub it against her nipple. She started touching my penis with her hand, stroking it up and down. Of course, I responded with sounds. I moaned, "Ah... Meimei, I love you... ah... ah." At this point, I wanted Meimei to give me oral sex, so I put another pair of black stockings over my penis and slowly brought it to her mouth. Meimei understood what I meant and leaned in, first smelling it, then simply sticking out her little tongue and starting to lick my penis. "Does it feel good to kiss me through the stockings?" Meimei nodded in agreement as she licked. I suddenly took off the stockings. I shoved my penis directly into Meimei's mouth, and she seemed a little surprised. Her tongue felt very smooth, constantly moving up and down, swallowing and releasing my penis.Looking at her beautiful face, I almost lost control. She sucked for about two minutes, and I couldn't take it anymore. I immediately pulled out and inserted my penis directly into her vagina. She cried out loudly. "It hurts, be gentle." Her beauty was irresistible. I treated her like my girlfriend, and I thrust in and out very gently. Her genitals began to get wetter. I thought the pain should have passed. I took another pair of stockings and tore the crotch of one of them open, making a big tear. Then I lifted Meimei's body and slowly put the stockings on her. The stockings went from her arms to her hands. I tore the crotch and put them around her neck, leaving the rest around her chest. Now Meimei was completely covered in beautiful black stockings. I started to fuck her hard. I called her name and said, "Meimei, does it feel good?""Asian adult movie paradise uncensored" http://esportraits.com">https://www.soyiso.net/related href="http://stevenpulitano.com">HD free adult movies first-class porn? Do you love me?" "Feng, I love you, you make me feel so good. Ah... um... uh... uh" I thrust into her. My hands kept touching her breasts and thighs. Sometimes I lifted them up to kiss her stockinged feet. I kept doing this for more than 20 minutes. I picked up a pair of flesh-colored stockings. I put them over her head. I started to French kiss her through the stockings. She stuck out her tongue against the stockings, and I started to touch the little tongue of the stockings with my hand. It was slippery. I kept thrusting into Meimei, and finally, I ejaculated inside her in one go. I stayed inside for 20 seconds, then pulled out, and rubbed my penis back and forth on her stockinged legs a few times to clean it. Meimei took off the stockings from her head. She lay down next to me and fell asleep. 【The End】 Byte count: 14464

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