The Legend of the Tiger (Part 1)

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(I) The Prosperous White Tiger
As May arrived, the weather began to heat up. The dilapidated air conditioner struggled to stay afloat, but it was still much cooler than outside. After the passion subsided, I lay half-reclined on the bed, a cigarette in one hand and the other caressing the round breasts of my little white tiger. She was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of sexy black lace see-through panties (back then, t-backs didn't exist). I sat on the edge of the bed calculating the month's income and expenses…
After graduating from university, I worked for a famous food company for two years as an import/export clerk. Later, I grew tired of the monotonous work and rented a shop near the house my parents left me, hiring a saleswoman. That's how my business began.
In those days, all groceries were handled by large corporations, whose businesses were stable but whose thinking was rigid. My small company, a mosquito-sized operation, was much more flexible. I first found several small manufacturers in mainland China to supply groceries with brands not yet available in Hong Kong. Then, I arranged tastings in front of my shop so customers could experience the taste and quality. Using a low-profit, high-volume approach, I priced the goods lower than other supermarkets. Because the goods were genuine and reasonably priced, business was quite good. More small suppliers contacted me, hoping to collaborate on promotions.
The saleswoman, named May, was in her twenties, a widow, with a good figure and a sexy mouth, somewhat resembling Shu Qi. She was very hardworking, had excellent communication skills, and was very popular, so she was very familiar with customers (especially male customers). She handled everything in the shop, big or small, while I only assisted her.
As business improved, I hired two more people. That Mid-Autumn Festival, after work, the workers rushed home to celebrate. Since Xiaomei and I were both single, I invited her to dinner. Xiaomei blushed after drinking. I was usually busy with work and rarely paid attention to her; she was actually quite pretty, with captivating peach blossom eyes. I used to occasionally go to nightclubs to satisfy my needs. Lately, I'd been too busy and hadn't done so in a long time. Seeing Xiaomei's alluring demeanor, my lust was aroused. Taking advantage of the alcohol, I tried to hold her hand, and she didn't resist. So, I boldly dragged her home.
Because the shop is small, most of the goods are kept at my house. Xiaomei sometimes comes up to pick up goods, so she's very familiar with my place. As soon as we entered, Xiaomei broke free from my hand and ran into the bathroom. I waited for a long time, but she didn't come out. I had drunk too much beer and urgently needed to relieve myself, so I knocked on the bathroom door. There was no response. I tried the door; it wasn't locked. I went in and saw Xiaomei standing in front of the mirror, her face flushed. I was in such a hurry that I ignored her and took care of myself first. Then I hugged her from behind, gently kissing her hair, and my hands ruthlessly rubbed her breasts through her clothes.
I gently turned Xiaomei around, lifted her head, and kissed her. Xiaomei trembled all over. My tongue couldn't find its way in, so I immediately slipped my hands inside her t-shirt, pushed open her bra, and attacked her breasts. Xiaomei let out a cry, and my tongue seized the opportunity to invade, sucking her saliva. My hands were even more ruthless, stripping Xiaomei naked.
My hands caressed her incessantly, arousing Xiaomei. She willingly slipped her tongue into my mouth. Just as I was about to pick her up and take her back to the room, she broke free, asking me to go out first so she could take a bath. Of course, I wouldn't miss this opportunity for a romantic bath together. I immediately stripped naked and pulled Xiaomei into the bath with me.
Finally, I could see Xiaomei's figure. Usually, she wore t-shirts, revealing very little. She was the type described as having a small frame but large breasts and very fair skin. Now, naked, the areas usually covered by her clothes were dazzlingly white, with light brown nipples. What made my heart race the most was that Xiaomei was naturally a "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone with very fair skin). I quickly rinsed off and couldn't wait to carry Xiaomei to the bed and have my way with her.
I licked away every drop of water from Xiaomei's body, each lick sending shivers down her spine. I spread her legs, wantonly admiring this rare sight of a white tiger sister, smooth and clean, like a freshly baked bun. I almost couldn't resist taking a bite. The rose-colored petals were slightly open, and clear love juice was slowly seeping out, nourishing this budding rose and emitting an alluring fragrance. The white tiger possessed an extraordinary beauty, and Xiaomei trembled under my lewd gaze. I leaned in and gently sucked on her nipples, my hand constantly caressing her clitoris. Xiaomei began to moan. My fingers swirled faster and faster until suddenly Xiaomei cried out, "Ah...ya..." arching her body and grabbing my hand, preventing me from moving. I hugged her tightly and gently kissed her forehead. "May! Is it comfortable?" Xiaomei buried her head in my chest in embarrassment. "Mmm..."
I pulled her hand to my penis, and she gently stroked it. I pressed her head down, and Xiaomei obediently slid down. "Wow! What a big glans!" she exclaimed softly. Then, blushing, she opened her mouth and took my penis in, her tongue gently circling the large glans, her head sucking up and down. I was about to explode from her ministrations, so I immediately pushed her away, lifted her beautiful legs, aimed my glans at the base of her penis, and thrust my hips straight in. Xiaomei screamed, clinging tightly to me, "It hurts!!! Slow down!!! You're so rough!!!"
I felt my penis being tightly enveloped by her warm, moist vulva. I believed I was Xiaomei's first visitor since her widowhood, and I couldn't help but slowly begin to thrust. "Ah...ah...ah..." Xiaomei was an experienced, mature woman, and soon she began to reciprocate. The saliva from her vulva soaked the sheets, and her large breasts bounced up and down. I couldn't help but speed up my thrusts, becoming more and more forceful. After thrusting wildly over a thousand times, my testicles slapped against her vulva, making a constant slapping sound. Soon, Xiao Mei screamed, "Ahhh!!! Thrust...thrust me to death!!! Ah...ah...I...I...I'm dying..."
I roared back, recklessly stretching my penis as far as possible into Xiao Mei's cervix, fiercely ejaculating wave after wave of passion inside. In the throes of orgasm, Xiao Mei clung tightly to me, her vagina contracting powerfully, accepting my bullets with seductive eyes, and passed out from pleasure.
After catching my breath, I rolled off Xiaomei, too tired to resist falling asleep. In my hazy state, Xiaomei jumped up and exclaimed, "Ouch! Oh no! I ejaculated so much, it all leaked out! Ugh! It's not safe today, I'll have to take my pills tomorrow!" She then pinched me hard, covered her private parts with one hand, jumped off the bed, and rushed into the bathroom. Seeing her disheveled state, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. When Xiaomei came back, she had a hot towel and carefully wiped my penis clean before cuddling me and falling asleep.
The next morning, I woke up to find Xiaomei gone. It was already past ten o'clock. I rushed back to the shop and saw Xiaomei and the other employees already open for business. I teased her a little, "May, have you taken your medicine? From now on, you have to call me Brother Wu Song!" Xiao Mei blushed, confused, and asked, "Why do I have to call you Brother Wu Song?" "Brother Wu Song can beat up the little white tiger with his stick." "Pah! Pah! Pah!" Xiao Mei spat at me several times, then ignored me and continued working.
The other employees looked at us curiously. When I told everyone my new French name, "Tonight I'll Fight the Tiger," I glanced at Xiao Mei, who was trying to pretend to be angry but was actually laughing. Amidst everyone's bewildered expressions, I burst out laughing again.
In the days that followed, I thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of tiger-fighting, and Xiao Mei also fully enjoyed Brother Wu Song's stick. The two of us were like fish in water, inseparable, oblivious to the world around us. Xiaomei knew that given her status and age, there was no future for us, but based on the premise that she didn't care about forever, as long as it was something she had, she became my confidante. Perhaps nourished by my high-protein diet, Xiaomei became more and more beautiful and charming, dressed more sexily, and her pair of big, watery peach blossom eyes became the signature feature of my shop.
A thought flashed through my mind, and I grabbed Little White Tiger and discussed the plan to open a new store with her. Xiao Mei also agreed to expand, and given our current relationship, Little White Tiger would definitely help me wholeheartedly. I had already made preliminary contact with the suppliers, and they had agreed to support me. I pulled down Little White Tiger's underwear with one hand, "Ouch! Ugh! Ugh... it's happening again... ah..." Brother Wu Song is going to beat White Tiger again!
I resolutely sold my ancestral home and used the only funds I had to rent four more branches in one go. Xiao Mei also began to take charge of the overall coordination. Since the new stores did not require renovation, all I had to pay was the previous rent and deposit. I also built a small attic in the old store as my office and my new residence. With hard work and luck, six months later, I had my own delivery fleet, warehouse, and office building. A year later, I had branches in all eighteen districts of Hong Kong, and Little White Tiger also owned 30% of the bonus shares.
Now the business is on track. There are dedicated people in the office building handling orders, deliveries, negotiations, etc. The entire business operation is managed by Little White Tiger and her new team, while I'm responsible for profit sharing and occasionally disciplining Little White Tiger with a stick—the most important tasks.
After earning my first pot of gold, due to my good credit and excellent performance, I gained the trust and support of the bank, and then shifted my focus to food processing and production, developing my business comprehensively. Along the way, I encountered many difficulties and also many romantic encounters, which I will share with you all when I have time.
Meeting a White Tiger isn't necessarily bad luck, and while many people may meet a White Tiger woman in their lifetime, the chance of knowing she is a White Tiger is slim (do you know your beautiful neighbor is a White Tiger?). I am one of the lucky ones who prospered because of a White Tiger.

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