The taste of protein

"Hu Shuo, your garage door is open!"
Mo Xin, sitting in her seat, looked at me with a smile and said loudly.
My zipper's down? I suddenly realized and quickly covered my crotch.
Several colleagues around me looked over, and seeing my face turn red with embarrassment, they burst into laughter.
I hurriedly returned to my desk; that damn zipper, the more I panicked, the harder it was to zip up.
Mo Xin was sitting in front of me. She turned around and teased, "Not bad, red!" It's my birth year, of course I have to wear red.
My name is Hu Shuo, I'm twenty-four years old, and this year is my birth year. The beautiful woman sitting in front of me is named Mo Xin, a great beauty in the company, only two years older than me, but already married for three or four years.
Married women are not to be trifled with. The seemingly poised Mo Xin, along with a group of married women, always liked to tease the younger people in the office.
Because we sat so close, she especially liked to tease me and see my embarrassed expression.
I was a newcomer, and my desk was in the far corner of the room.
My hand rubbed against my crotch, and to my surprise, my penis was getting a little erect.
Looking at Mo Xin's slender back in front of me, a bold idea suddenly popped into my head.
I glanced around; everyone was busy, no one would be looking at my corner.
I pulled my chair forward, my genitals hidden under the table.
I secretly pulled down a corner of my briefs, then pushed them aside, revealing my penis.
My heart was pounding, and my penis throbbed excitedly in the air.
Mo Xin was wearing a thin white silk blouse that clung to her back, and I could clearly see the straps of her purple bra wrapped around her back.
I'd always liked Mo Xin; she was beautiful, with long, glossy black hair, a delicate face, fair skin, and an air of mature femininity that was incredibly alluring to a young man like me, fresh out of school.
My hand touched the head of my penis, gently stroking it a couple of times; it was already erect.
I fantasized about Mo Xin not wearing a shirt, only a bra, and started rubbing my penis with my fingers.
Her long, straight hair cascaded down her slender back, her rounded shoulders had a slightly pointed, thin feel, and her skin was so white, radiating a jade-like glow.
I stared intently at Mo Xin's back, my penis swelling in my hand until it was completely erect.
Mo Xin's spine disappeared at her waist; her slender waist was so delicate, I longed to touch it, to feel the tenderness of her skin.
My movements quickened, and a few drops of fluid seeped from the head of my penis. With the lubrication, it didn't feel as rough as before.
Looking down from her waist, the slender waistline suddenly curved into a large circle on both sides; Mo Xin's buttocks were truly full.
In my eyes, Mo Xin's black skirt disappeared; she was only wearing a thong, sitting in front of me, the back edge of the thong tucked into her buttocks, her large mounds of flesh flattened by the weight of the chair.
She was looking at the computer, leaning slightly forward, her buttocks sticking out of the chair.
I could almost see her rounded buttocks, her white and tender peaks.
I straightened my penis and thrust forward, as if I were inserting it into her buttocks.
I fantasized about Mo Xin sitting in front of me wearing only underwear, her sexy and well-proportioned figure, her delicate and fair skin, which deeply fascinated me. I kept swallowing and quickened my pace.
From behind, I could vaguely see the sides of Mo Xin's breasts. Her breasts were large; we young men estimated they were at least a 36D. I imagined myself pressing close to Mo Xin's soft body from behind, my hands reaching around to the front, cupping her heavy breasts. Her breasts were full, soft, and round; they must feel incredibly fleshy.
The thought of my exposed penis being less than thirty centimeters behind Mo Xin, separated only by a board, directly facing her buttocks, excited me immensely. A pleasurable sensation surged through my penis, surging through my head. I rapidly rubbed my foreskin, the foreskin brushing against the glans, bringing waves of pleasure.
Suddenly, Mo Xin turned around.
"Hu Shuo, I'm telling you, today's..."
I didn't hear a word Mo Xin said. My hand nervously gripped the glans, motionless, afraid she'd see through my act.
"...Don't tell anyone what I said."
I calmly nodded. Mo Xin didn't notice anything amiss. My hands remained under the table.
I slowly rubbed my penis again, masturbating right in front of Mo Xin.
Mo Xin was still talking, but I was already distracted.
I stared at Mo Xin's red lips; her mouth was so beautiful, opening and closing. I really wanted to insert my penis into her mouth and have her give me oral sex.
My penis was already burning hot. I cupped it in my hand and rubbed it, fantasizing about it being in Mo Xin's mouth.
She'd been married for years, she must have used her mouth before, her oral skills must be amazing.
I fantasized about inserting my penis into Mo Xin's mouth, letting her tongue circle around the head of my penis, and then trying to push it as deep as possible into her mouth, experiencing her deep throat.
"...What are you doing under the table?"
I was suddenly startled back to reality by this question.
My gaze moved from Mo Xin's red lips upwards, meeting her eyes.
Mo Xin's eyes were clear and bright, her arched eyebrows and long eyelashes trembling slightly, looking at the area under my table with an inquiring gaze.
"No, nothing, my zipper is broken, I can't zip it up."
"Oh..."
Mo Xin smiled, with that mischievous smile, "Want your big sister to help you? Little brother..." "..."
I tried my best to suppress the "yes" answer, afraid that she would actually get up and come around, and then discover that I was actually using her to masturbate.
"Almost...almost done."
My hand quickened its rubbing motion. What could be more exciting than masturbating in front of a beautiful woman?
Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I knew my face was definitely flushed, steam rising from it.
Mo Xin stared at my slightly swaying arm, then suddenly seemed to remember something, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she turned her head away.
Had Mo Xin seen through something? I was incredibly nervous. I saw Mo Xin's back was ramrod straight, and she seemed a little tense.
Did she know I was masturbating? Did she know I was using her as a tool? The thought that Mo Xin had actually seen through my actions under the table made me even more excited.
The office was noisy, but between Mo Xin and my desk, it was completely quiet, so quiet that I could even hear the "hissing" sound of my own penis. I deliberately amplified the sound, increasing the rhythm of my rubbing, wanting Mo Xin to hear it too.
I saw Mo Xin fidgeting, looking a little restless. Had she really heard me masturbating? Did she really know what I was doing?
Mo Xin twisted her legs, sometimes crossing her left leg over her right, then switching back.
Mo Xin's legs were beautiful; smooth, rounded, and alluring, especially her calves—long, slender, smooth, and white. I really wanted to hold her calves in my hands and caress them.
Mo Xin stood up, her pert buttocks facing my face. She turned and glanced at me, her eyes filled with a seductive, watery light.
She walked away gracefully, her hips swaying back and forth like a model on a runway.
My gaze was fixed on Mo Xin's round buttocks. In my eyes, I could see her bare buttocks, smooth and white, round and full of feminine allure, especially the deep cleft, a woman's most secret garden. I fantasized that Mo Xin's honey pot was already soaking wet, and I was thrusting my penis in forcefully.
I rubbed my penis rapidly, I was on the verge of climax.
I grabbed a piece of paper, stuffed it into the glans, and lowered my head to rub it quickly. Under the table, the reddish-brown glans stood erect. I seemed to see Mo Xin squatting under the table, her naked body, kissing my glans with her cherry-like lips... I ejaculated, thick, white semen spraying onto the paper. Through the paper, I could feel the warmth of my life essence.
I straightened my underwear, zipped up my pants, and took a breath.
Mo Xin hadn't returned yet, and I felt a little relieved. If she saw me now, she'd definitely know what I'd just done.
Huh… what's that? I stared at Mo Xin's desk; there was a cup of coffee on it.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head, "I'm going to make Mo Xin drink my semen." I straightened up and looked towards the door. Mo Xin hadn't come in yet. I took the crumpled paper and walked to her desk.
Everyone was busy; no one noticed me. I unfolded the paper and poured the semen into the coffee cup.
Most of the semen stuck to the paper, but a lot spilled out, and some even splashed onto the cup.
I threw the paper away, wiped the semen from the cup along the rim, and then stirred it with a spoon. The clear semen quickly became invisible.
I kept a watchful eye on my surroundings. Suddenly, I saw Mo Xin return.
I quickly went back to my seat.
Mo Xin's face was flushed, and she lowered her head. She quietly sat back down, not joking with me as usual.
I kept staring at Mo Xin, and as if sensing my intense gaze, she didn't turn around.
Finally, Mo Xin picked up her coffee cup; she was about to drink my semen. Thinking about this, my penis, which had just ejaculated, began to show signs of erection again.
Mo Xin seemed to smell something strange. She stopped, swirled the cup, and looked at the coffee inside.
Then, I noticed Mo Xin glance at me sideways.
My heart pounded with nervousness. Had she discovered something? Mo Xin ultimately drank the coffee, and after finishing it, she pursed her lips, as if savoring something.
Mo Xin drank my semen—it felt so good! I felt a tingling excitement run down my spine, as if I had already fucked Mo Xin and ejaculated into her mouth, and she had even drunk the semen.
…
“Little brother!”
Mo Xin turned around, looking at me with a half-smile. “You know, proteins coagulate when exposed to high temperatures.” I looked at Mo Xin, puzzled, wondering why she suddenly brought this up.
“In that coffee just now…”
My heart jumped…

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