Xiao Shi's Story

He was a high-level manager in a different department of the company, handsome, and somewhat (I don't mean extremely) somewhat...
He looks remarkably like Chen Minxun's ex-boyfriend; tall, fair-skinned, and refined, he wears gold-rimmed glasses.
During the process of a project proposal, I was always representing our manager to give presentations to their department. Each time...
It's always with him, usually with other people, for a lunch meeting or a simple briefing.
Perhaps because I was the only outsider in their relationship, people at their company often jokingly referred to my ambiguous relationship with him.
Whenever he poured me tea or got me my coat, he would jokingly say, intentionally or unintentionally, "Manager Zhang, you really take special care of me."
Phrases like, "Is this our little sister Xiaoshi?"
Neither he nor I thought much of it. However, during that period, which lasted about three months, my frequent visits to his department did indeed make him...
We became quite close, but our interactions remained purely professional. The rumors persisted, and I even once crossed...
In the office, I overheard a very soft whisper:
"That Xiaoshi from the XX department is here again... looking for the manager..."
I certainly don't care about these rumors, but there's always a slight awkwardness between me and Manager Zhang when we meet.
.
He didn't show it, but I felt guilty and always made sure to treat him professionally.
One day, I went into his office, and he locked the door, which was unusual for him.
"Xiaoshi, I have something to tell you."
"Hmm?" I asked.
His expression was serious: "I know some people in our department might talk badly about you, and I'm truly sorry. I also hope..."
Don't worry about it.
"I'm fine," I said.
"Really, I feel really bad about it, and I wanted to treat you to a meal to make amends, but I was also worried about what people would say." He
explain.
"It's okay, Manager Zhang, I understand. I'm fine," I said with a smile.
He smiled with relief: "That's good."
He opened the door again, and we talked about business as usual.
I already had a very good impression of him, and after this incident, I felt even more that he was a truly good person.
As the case went on longer, I found myself increasingly drawn to him, and he had always been very good to me, often...
They would secretly deliver things to me and give me rides, all while trying to avoid letting their department find out and to prevent gossip.
.
I was becoming more and more attracted, but I kept thinking that a man like Liu Xiahui wouldn't have any improper thoughts.
Until that day.
During the summer, I don't know why I dressed particularly lightly that day; my upper body was still in a suit, but my lower body was...
A short, narrow skirt, barely reaching 1/3 of the thigh, paired with very high stiletto heels, makes the legs appear very long.
I arrived at their department. There were fewer people there today; several of the gossipy types weren't there, so I went into his office.
He was staring at the screen when he saw me come in, so he got up and got me a chair.
I noticed his gaze swept over me from head to toe, and I also noticed his... (a playful, slightly mischievous thought).
It feels like something is slowly bulging in my crotch.
It was at that moment that I realized he also had feelings for me.
We gave our presentations as usual, and after the presentations, he surprisingly asked me if I wanted to have dinner together.
"I have to stay and work overtime today, so it might not be convenient," I deliberately refused him.
(In this situation, a woman must refuse the first time, even if she is free, she should say she is not.)
"That's alright, how about tomorrow? Let's have dinner and talk about the case," he said, not giving up.
(Isn't it because I'm afraid of gossip? I was thinking.)
"Okay, then tomorrow." I agreed, and we arranged how to meet.
The next day, at 7 p.m., I arrived at parking lot B2. Like a couple about to have a secret rendezvous, he was already there.
wait for me.
We got into his Mercedes and went to a restaurant. The atmosphere was romantic, and we ate and chatted elegantly.
"Miss Xiaoshi, do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.
"I'm married," I said with a smile.
"Really? That's such a pity." He smiled elegantly.
"Why is it a pity?" I asked.
"My birthday is the day after tomorrow, and I'm having a small party at a pub. I was originally thinking of inviting you too."
"Here it comes," he said.
"What does that have to do with my marriage?" I asked. "I can go too."
"I don't want to do this and affect other people's families," he said with a smile.
I haven't met such a good man in a long time. I thought to myself, feeling a strange sense of loss.
After we finished eating, he drove me home. While we were waiting at a traffic light, he suddenly grabbed my hand.
"Xiaoshi, it's so late in life that I've met you," he said.
I was quite surprised, but I didn't pull my hand away.
And so, our hands lingered for several seconds until he started again.
When I got home that day, I had a strange feeling.
That evening, I heard a text message notification on my phone. I opened it and saw it was from him.
Hearing that you have a husband broke my heart, but I still hope to receive your birthday wishes. If you think of me...
In the past few months, our lives have intersected; perhaps you could consider that one night as if you were an unmarried woman.
Come to my party, it will be the best birthday present I get this year.
Okay, I thought to myself, "Good man, minus 10 points."
But the desire still lingered. I got into bed, the empty double bed a stark reminder of my marital situation. My heart...
Suddenly, I made a crazy decision: I'm going to give him an unprecedented and unparalleled birthday gift.
I called him furtively.
"Manager Zhang, what time is your party? Where is it located?"
"In xxx, are you coming?" He seemed very happy.
"No... So, what time do you expect to finish?"
"It should be around 11 o'clock! I have to go to work the next day! What's wrong?"
"Well, I'm not attending the party, but I have a special gift for you, to give you after your party ends."
Later at your house. How about it? Do you want it?
"Can't you bring it? Why don't you come along too?" he asked.
"No way. If you don't want it, that's fine. But if you do want it, it'll be eleven o'clock," I replied with a smile.
"Okay... then! I'll go home at eleven! Do you know where that is?"
He gave me his address, which I wrote down.
That day, at eleven o'clock, I called him.
"Hey, Miss, I announced the event was over early so I could come home and wait for Dahe," he said.
"I'm downstairs at your place," I said with a smile.
"Ah, please come up quickly," he said.
I entered his house, and it was similar to what I had imagined: magnificent, brightly lit, and the living room filled with decorations and...
Imported liquor.
He was still wearing a polo shirt and casual pants, standing there waiting for me. He was holding two sparkling drinks in his hands.
He took the cup directly and downed it in one gulp.
"My dearest Miss Xiaoshi, what honor I have bestowed upon you with such a wonderful gift? What is it?"
"?" he asked.
"Is there anyone else at your house?" I ignored his question and asked directly.
"No, what's wrong?"
"Don't lie to me. You'll regret it if there's someone else in your house," I asked him again.
"I promise, no, really!" he said with a laugh.
"Alright," I said, locking his door with a heavy padlock.
"Manager Zhang, this gift will be something you'll never forget," I said with a fawning smile.
"But you need to cooperate completely, without any resistance or questioning. Can you do that?"
"I'm at your mercy, girl," he said with a smile.
"Okay then." I said with a smile.
I first took off my silk scarf and used it to blindfold him, then started taking off his shirt, followed by his trousers, until...
He was only wearing underwear.
"Xiaoshi, are you sure you're not mistaken? It seems like it's your birthday and I'm the present?" he said.
They were still joking around.
"Stop talking nonsense," I said.
I unbuckled the belt from the back of my trench coat and tied his hands behind his back to the chair back, but deliberately tied them very tightly.
He pulled hard, the kind of yank that should have been easily torn off. Then he took off my trench coat, trousers, and sweater. Inside...
She was wearing a black lace bra and matching panties, high heels, earrings, a bracelet, and was wiping her mouth with water.
Red, paired with perfume. After striking a pose, I removed the silk scarf from his eyes.
His eyes widened instantly, and his underwear quickly became erect.
"Xiaoshi, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, I climbed on top of him, cupped his face, and brought it close to my breasts, which were only covered by a bra.
Up to five centimeters.
I lowered my head, letting my slightly wavy, dyed hair fall loosely.
"Manager Zhang..." I said in a seductive voice, accompanied by a smile.
"You are now in heaven, no longer on earth..."
I pulled his underwear down to his ankles, squatted down, and held his penis.
His younger brother was now completely swollen, a reddish-purple engorgement. I held it in my hand and looked up at him, asking:
"How would you like me to treat it?"
"Lick...please..." he said.
I smiled, stuck out my tongue and lightly licked the tip. The odor was alright, and my breath still smelled of the peach from before.
It has a foamy flavor. (Otherwise, I don't usually like oral sex.) I slowly sucked it in until it was completely inside.
He tilted his head back and groaned, "Oh...oh..."
I held it in my mouth for a while, and he kept writhing and moaning.
I held it in my mouth tightly until I felt he might not be able to take it, then I pulled out and climbed on top of him again.
"Manager Zhang..." I asked again with a smile.
"Do you...want...to see me take this off?"
"I want to...I want to..." His eyes seemed to be shooting fire.
I leaned against his thigh, bringing my chest very close to his face, and very slowly began to unhook my bra.
I pulled, until I slowly took off the entire bra. I held my breasts, letting them droop until they touched his face.
"Ah..." he uttered a sound that sounded like satisfaction.
I began to gently stroke his upper body with my breasts. He had a slight belly, but was generally thin.
The scent of cologne intertwined with my perfume to create a mesmerizing atmosphere.
As I massaged him with my breasts, the friction between our naked bodies made me blush and feel hot all over.
.
"Manager Zhang, do you like my service?" I asked him with a charming smile.
"I like... Xiaoshi... You're really amazing..." he said, exhaling.
"Then... what else do you want me to do for you, Manager Zhang?" I said.
"I want...I want..." he said, his face flushed.
"Um, sorry, we don't have that option. Xiaoshi has a husband, so we can't..."
This item.
I said it on purpose. Meanwhile, my hand was stroking his penis, irregularly lightly stroking it, sometimes kneading, sometimes...
Playing.
"Please...please...Xiaoshi...if you don't let me do this, I'll die..." he pleaded.
"I'm sorry... Manager Zhang, the birthday service ends here..."
I continued to caress him deliberately, letting my breasts rub against his chest and abdomen, while still teasing him.
"Xiaoshi... I can't take it anymore..."
"No...this is all the service we offer tonight...please don't pull your hand away, or else..."
"This is a mess." I deliberately prompted him.
He broke free of the restraints in less than two seconds, then grabbed me and pulled off my underwear.
"Big-breasted girl...you like to play, huh...now that I've broken free, watch me punish you properly!" he said with a feigned anger and a smile.
"Ah...I'm so scared...I hate it..." I said deliberately, trying to sound flirtatious.
"I can't take it anymore!" He pushed me down onto the sofa, half-kneeling on the floor and rubbing my breasts.
"With breasts that big, waving them around in front of you, waving them around, do you know that could kill someone?"
"Ah...ah..." I suddenly became the one being teased, and could only groan helplessly.
"Oh... I'll definitely repay you properly later... You almost caused me to have a stroke and die..." Xiao Shi
…
"Heh...ah...ah..." I tried to laugh, but it quickly turned into moaning.
"I really can't take it anymore..." He subdued me and was about to force himself on me, but I stopped him and told him to put on a condom.
He put it on, his expression still ferocious, straightened me, and then inserted it into me.
"You really want it, don't you... Xiaoshi... so wet... oh... so comfortable..."
"Ah!...Ah...Ah..." The stimulation of being penetrated made me scream in a daze.
"Now it's my turn to fuck you properly...you little slut...do you like it..." He kept thrusting in and out.
"I like it, I like it, ah..." I responded lewdly.
He kept thrusting. His face was contorted with rage, veins bulging, a desperate expression on his face, his mouth constantly moving...
She cried out, "Ah...ah..."
I wanted to laugh, but the fierce attacks left me powerless to react, and all I could do was scream incessantly.
"I definitely need to change my position!"
He stopped, pulled me up, and made me hold onto the back of the sofa with my hands, then penetrated me from behind while I was standing.
"Ah!" The feeling of being penetrated from different angles was more intense and exciting.
"I'll fuck you to death... Xiaoshi... Oh... So good..." he murmured.
"No...no...ah..." I cried out.
One of his hands was on my shoulder, allowing him to penetrate deeper with each thrust, while his other hand continuously kneaded...
My sagging breasts. He would sometimes rub them hard, sometimes caress them, sometimes pinch my nipples, and waves of pleasure would wash over me.
"Gently...ah...gently..."
"It's so big...it feels so good to touch...ah...you're so tight...it feels so good..."
"Ah...no...ah..."
"What do you mean 'don't'... I want to... fuck you to death..."
"Ah...ah...no..."
"Who's better, me or your husband... Xiaoshi..." He deliberately increased the force of his thrusts.
"No...no...no...ah...ah..." I gasped as I managed to answer.
"Say it...say you're the best...say it...ah..." He thrust in all the way with each stroke, making it a little difficult for him to speak.
.
"No...no...ah...ah..."
"Ah... Xiaoshi... Xiaoshi..." He moved his hands to my breasts and squeezed them hard.
It made strange mumbling noises as it moved in and out faster.
Suddenly, with a cry of "Ah!", he gripped my breasts tightly with both hands and ejaculated.
We maintained that position for a minute or two, then slowly collapsed onto the sofa. The previous act had been so intense that neither of us could...
Words could only be uttered through gasping for breath.
"Xiaoshi, you're amazing, really!" He gently stroked my cheek affectionately.
I smiled, looked up at his face with satisfaction, and leaned gently against him.
"Do you like this gift?" I asked him deliberately.
"Xiaoshi, all the gifts I've given you over the past thirty-two years combined don't compare to this one..." he
He said it with a smile.
"Oh my god, that was amazing! I can still hear your voice in my head. It was so wonderful..."
I smiled, got up and went to his bathroom to shower, and then slowly put my clothes on after I came out.
He grabbed my arm: "Xiaoshi, don't go, stay with me tonight, okay?"
"Dear Manager Zhang, your birthday is almost over." I smiled and pointed to the clock.
"After your birthday, I'll be a married woman... Consider today's gift a wonderful..."
Dream on…
I laughed and forced myself to leave the apartment, my trench coat buttoned tightly, and took a taxi home. My lower body still felt...
That feeling of fullness.

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