The Perfect Match: Xiao Qiu (107)

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Chapter 107 - The Rumors of the Mazda 6 After saying that, Chairman Wang pulled me out. I was a little dazed at the time, and said, "Isn't your BMW with Mo Fen? Come on, I'll take you in my Mercedes..." "Haha, you dare call your beat-up car a Mercedes? Or, or rather, take my Mazda 6."
Although I can drink a lot and still stay clear-headed even after vomiting, I did have a terrible headache and felt dizzy that night. The red wine was really strong, so I let Ms. Wang ride in her Mazda. But I wasn't comfortable letting a woman drive, especially since Ms. Wang was so drunk, so I got in the driver's seat. However, as soon as I started the engine, I belatedly remembered that drunk driving would result in my license being revoked. So I said worriedly, "I've been drinking, I can't drive, or I'll get arrested..." "What are you afraid of? Ms. Wang has the ability to get people out of trouble in this city. Drive, don't be afraid..." Perhaps because I had drunk too much, normally I would never drink and drive, as it's dangerous for myself and others. But at that moment, for various reasons, I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go with Ms. Wang, even if I die, it won't be a loss..." Ms. Wang chuckled a few times, then leaned on my lap and muttered something under her breath. As for me, I was fortunate enough to stumble and fall all the way home. However, by the time I got there, the effects of the red wine were fully kicking in, and I couldn't back the car into the garage no matter what I tried. Just then, Mr. Wang, squinting and wobbling, said, "Haha, you're so useless, you can't even back the car. Let me do it, let me do it..." Seeing that Mr. Wang was about to act up again, I scooped him up and carried him inside. Once inside, Mr. Wang looked around and said, "Haha, your house is just like mine, cold and desolate... hahahaha..." Seeing Mr. Wang's sadly gloating expression, I could only try to be optimistic and joke, "How can it be desolate? We have Mr. Wang here tonight, right? Come on, let me tell you a story..." "Okay, Xiao Chen is the best storyteller, come on, tell me, I'm listening..." "Two electric scooters riding together, that's four wheels; two desolate families walking together, that's a warm and cozy family..." "Haha, Xiao Chen, you make me so happy! By the way, didn't you say you wanted me to see that gift of yours?" "Come on, it's in the bedroom..." "Okay, let's go to your bedroom..." So, we went to the bedroom, and I opened the gift on the bedside table. It was actually a multi-functional switch assembly box, which I had assembled myself. I held the assembly box and pressed 1, and the room lights started flashing with colorful lights. Then, I pressed 2, and music started playing. I pressed 3, and the chandelier turned on... At this moment, Mr. Wang said, "Ah, this is so fun!" and snatched it away, then asked, "What does pressing 4 do?" Mr. Wang pressed 4, and the small fan on the modified wind chime started moving, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound. Mr. Wang was overjoyed and said happily, "Oh, how thoughtful! This room isn't as luxurious or grand as my villa, but it's so sweet!" Then he lay down on the bed... Seeing Mr. Wang's envious look, I said with a smug grin, "The house doesn't need to be too big. I can wake up in the morning to see my partner's messy hair, then have breakfast cooked by my parents, and come home tired from get off work in the evening to play with the kids. That's all I need." "Hehe, you've got a whole set of ideas… Ah, this bed is so comfortable…" Mr. Wang said, closing his eyes as if he wanted to sleep. But looking at Mr. Wang's fair skin, clean appearance, neat clothes, and extraordinary demeanor, I, a lonely and dejected person, felt a surge of lust. And the thought of Xiao Qiu probably having a passionate encounter with her father right now made me feel like I couldn't hold back any longer; both mentally and physically, I really needed to release. Besides, I felt that Mr. Wang must be a woman who knows how to have fun; otherwise, why would she be chatting with a "strange man" at a bar on Valentine's Day? So, after a little internal struggle, I gently placed my hand next to Mr. Wang's head, then slowly leaned down and tentatively kissed him. To be honest, it had been a long time since I'd felt this kind of nervous, secretive, and apprehensive feeling, like the anxiety of kissing a girl for the first time, wondering if she would refuse. But what was exciting was that Ms. Wang was still fast asleep, her eyes half-closed, seemingly soundly asleep. So, I started entertaining myself. First, I carefully and meticulously kissed Ms. Wang's usually domineering lips all over, then I touched her usually intimidatingly fierce face. It felt incredibly satisfying. Women, oh women, no matter how fierce they are normally, in bed they're all at a man's mercy, aren't they? Especially Ms. Wang's completely defenseless, "sound asleep" appearance made me understand why people like to "pick up corpses" outside bars—the feeling of doing whatever you want to a "stranger" is fantastic. For example, even the usually dignified and unapproachable Ms. Wang was letting me kiss her lips. This made me quite proud and excited. I "took an inch, then a mile," sticking out my tongue and starting to slowly pry open Mr. Wang's lips. My soft tongue pressed against Mr. Wang's equally soft, red lips, feeling more technical than practicing Tai Chi. With each push, Mr. Wang's lips tightly enveloped my tongue. Then, my tongue slid left and right along Mr. Wang's lips, trying to widen the gap, like using the glans of my penis to pry open a woman's lips. Finally, step by step, slowly pushing in, my tongue finally forced Mr. Wang's small mouth slightly open, even touching his teeth. At the same time, Mr. Wang's jaw loosened, releasing a warm, fragrant scent. No wonder my father said Xiao Qiu's breath smelled good; Mr. Wang eats and drinks well, and his health regimen must be excellent, so his breath smells wonderful too. So I stayed there, not moving, breathing mouth-to-mouth with Mr. Wang. I thought to myself, "Mr. Wang, from now on, you'll have my scent inside you." Mr. Wang's breathing became heavier and heavier, but I didn't care. I started kissing him passionately, first wetting his lips, then using my tongue to kiss the frenulum of his upper lip, the gap between his teeth and lips. Mr. Wang frowned slightly, his words muffled, "No, no..." Hearing him stammer, I was delighted, because I didn't want to keep "raping a corpse." So I started to loosen Mr. Wang's trench coat, then kissed him passionately, prying open his mouth and sucking out his tongue. At this point, Mr. Wang's breathing quickened noticeably, he was panting heavily, his chest heaving. I then pulled him up, my movements still quite forceful, because I didn't want him to "pretend to be asleep." But perhaps Mr. Wang wasn't prepared, or maybe he was genuinely a little drunk, because he was limply pulled up by me, and I took off his coat. Then, while I was stroking his back, I hugged him and kissed him. After a few moments, Mr. Wang finally "woke up," pushed me away, and said, "Xiao Chen, what are you doing?" I hugged him back and said the lines I had prepared beforehand: "Tongtong, two lonely families, together, become a happy family; two heartbroken people, together, can also support each other; I'm not doing anything, I just want to put Tongbao to sleep and give this beautiful Valentine's Day evening a perfect ending..." After saying that, I gently laid Mr. Wang flat on the bed, saying, "Be good, don't talk, I'm putting Tongbao to sleep. No one else will be with you tonight, but I'm willing to stay by your side..." After saying that, I temporarily stopped my frivolous actions and instead stroked Wang Dong's hair while tidying her appearance, gently covering her with the blanket, and then falling asleep myself. I then began to gently stroke Wang Dong's cheeks. After gently "coaxing" Wang Dong for a while, and seeing that she didn't object, I slowly began to kiss her forehead, ears, cheeks, and of course, her neck, because I knew that if I kissed a woman's upper body well, her lower body would be almost guaranteed to follow. Wang Dong indeed closed her eyes and enjoyed my kisses comfortably. This time, all my movements were very gentle. I carefully placed my hand on Wang Dong's breasts and gently stroked them. Although they were probably only a B cup, the novelty and excitement made it very stimulating to touch. After lingering around her breasts for a while, I didn't want to linger any longer. I directly stroked Wang Dong's navel with one hand for a while, and then "went down" to unbuckle Wang Dong's belt. Wang Dong must have been through this before, because she slightly lifted her buttocks, and I pulled down Wang Dong's pants and underwear. After that, I quietly took off my clothes, trying to keep a low profile. Going too far might anger Mr. Wang. Once undressed, I tore off a condom and prepared to put it on, but then a wicked idea popped into my head. I tossed aside the regular condom and took out a spiked one, thinking I was going to torment Mr. Wang to death tonight. With the condom on, I gently parted Mr. Wang's legs and went straight for it. As soon as I entered, Mr. Wang cried out "Ah!" and then seemed frozen in place. I thrust twice, and Mr. Wang opened his eyes, looking at me curiously. That's when I realized what was happening. So I leaned down and whispered in Wang Dong's ear, "Tong Baobao, I'm wearing a wolf-tooth brace. It's okay if I'm not feeling well tonight, you have to make sure you're comfortable. Your husband has been unfaithful so many times outside, how about we indulge ourselves tonight?" After saying that, I hugged Wang Dong and started thrusting in and out, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. After a few thrusts, Wang Dong finally let out a soft "hmm, hmm" sound. Seeing this, I immediately mischievously covered Wang Dong's mouth with a kiss.At first, Ms. Wang resisted a bit, but after I thrust into her a few times, she "obediently" and passively started French kissing me. Soon, her lower body was a little wet from my thrusts, and her eyes were glazed from my kisses. But then I stopped, held her thighs, and said, "Come on, wrap your thighs around me, it's more stimulating..." Ms. Wang, being an experienced woman, hesitated for a moment, then wrapped her thighs around my buttocks. This instantly excited me. The thought of the usually decisive and swift-moving Ms. Wang now having her "capable" thighs wrapped around me made me incredibly hard. So I thrust into her a few more times, and since she and her husband were often apart, her lower body was still very tight. After a few thrusts, her body trembled violently. When I saw Mr. Wang just panting heavily, trying not to moan, I got really excited. I took his mouth into my mouth and kissed him until his mouth was full of saliva. Although I was scared, I thought, "Tonight I'll be a manly man," so I kept spitting my saliva into his mouth. I wanted to have my way with him all night, to get back what my father had done to Xiao Qiu. But it took my father a year to break through all of Xiao Qiu's bottom lines. I can imagine how difficult it would be for me to break through Mr. Wang's bottom line on the first time. Sure enough, Mr. Wang shut his mouth and tilted his head, not letting me do anything naughty. I quickly took advantage of the fact that Mr. Wang wasn't angry yet, picked him up, and said, "Tongtong, let's play a game. Watch how I take off your bra through your clothes..." Then, I moved a couple of times below, and then my hands went to Wang Dong's back, stroking her a few times. With a slight push, a "snap" sounded, and a tremor ran through Wang Dong's bra. Although the tremor was small, it still startled Wang Dong, making her body shudder. At this moment, I stroked her a few more times, and Wang Dong's bra slipped down. Then, with lightning speed, I put my head inside Wang Dong's bra and began to nibble on her breasts. And from the start, I used my most aggressive move, sucking hard on Wang Dong's nipple, then pulling it back forcefully, and suddenly releasing it. A crisp "pop" sound echoed throughout the bedroom in the dead of night. Wang Dong immediately began to tremble and moan rapidly, "Oh, oh, oh." Seeing this, I was overjoyed. After a few more "pops," while Wang Dong was still enjoying herself, I withdrew from her chest, covered in sweat, and then kissed her again. This time, Mr. Wang was much more cooperative; at least his lips moved, and he even kissed me first. Then, I mischievously whispered in his ear, "Come on, Tongtong, strip naked and do it..." After saying that, I started to remove Mr. Wang's thermal underwear, and he cooperated by raising his hands. After stripping him naked, I noticed that aside from being slightly plump like many women, Mr. Wang was incredibly fair-skinned, not much less so than Xiao Qiu. Even his breasts weren't very dark. Thinking about it, Mr. Wang wasn't very old, and being so rich, he must have taken good care of himself. So I hugged the naked Mr. Wang in my arms and began to caress him. Then, Mr. Wang actually spoke, murmuring, "Xiao Chen, you're much more naughty than you seem. You're so playful..." Although Mr. Wang was praising me, I was still unhappy because I like to be the boss in bed. So I said, "We agreed to have a happy night together, why are you still talking about me, Xiao Chen? You're not that much older than me. You should call me husband..." Mr. Wang trembled, probably because he was used to being dignified, so he didn't do as I said. I wasn't in a hurry. First, I stroked Mr. Wang's breast with my right hand, then I lowered my head and took his nipple into my mouth, kissing and biting it. This excited me just as much. The usually unapproachable Mr. Wang, his most mysterious little rabbit was now being kissed and kissed all over the place in my mouth. So this is what Mr. Wang's breasts looked like under his suit. With my penis inside her and my breasts being kissed, Ms. Wang was moaning and groaning again. Then I ran up and kissed her ear, saying once more, "Tongtong, the terms 'husband' and 'wife' are sacred, but is it worth keeping the title of 'husband' for a man who doesn't care about you? Look at me, how carefully I cherish and love you tonight, just to make you happy. And your husband hasn't even called you once. I'm not greedy; I just want to be husband and wife with such a wonderful woman like you for one night. One night is enough. My dear wife, call me 'husband,' and let's make this night unforgettable, okay?" Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang's breathing quickened, and after a few soft moans, she actually kissed me, panting, "Uh, husband, harder…" I was overjoyed. I picked Ms. Wang upside down and then, standing on the bed, did a "handstand" with her. Wang Dong's vulva was even wetter than Xiao Qiu's, perhaps because she was in her thirties and forties. I didn't care about the mess anymore and started licking her vulva. Her vulva was like a black man's teeth; although the outside of her labia was a bit dark, it only made the inside look even pinker and more alluring. I first licked her labia, just like I had kissed her lips earlier, making sure to cover every nook and cranny. Sure enough, Wang Dong couldn't help but moan, "Ah, ah, husband, it feels so good..." This made me incredibly happy. Even the cold and aloof Wang Dong was so easily swayed. So I gently took her clitoris into my mouth. Immediately, Wang Dong trembled and moaned incoherently, "Ah, ah. Ah, oh, oh, oh-yo, yo." Of course, I wasn't going to let her go now. I struck while the iron was hot, kissing, biting, and licking her vulva. After only a few licks, Mr. Wang actually ripped off my wolf-tooth condom and took my slightly limp penis into his mouth, which overjoyed me. Moreover, Mr. Wang's "oral skills" were quite good. He first took the entire penis into his mouth, then teased the glans with his tongue. When it became slightly hard, Mr. Wang tightly enveloped it in his mouth, his wet, warm saliva instantly covering the entire penis. Because it had been so long since we'd done it, I was afraid that if he kept licking me like this, I'd ejaculate too soon, so I put Mr. Wang down and, without caring about the condom, went straight for it. Seeing myself intimately joined with Mr. Wang was incredibly stimulating. This stimulation wasn't from love, but from the feeling of a man conquering a woman. And for some reason, Mr. Wang was also moaning intensely, "Ah, ah, ah." So, after three or four minutes, perhaps due to a long break from the battlefield and the thrill of the affair, I felt I couldn't take it anymore. Startled, I quickly slowed down, then distracted myself by kissing Mr. Wang again. After a few kisses, I couldn't help but ask, "Tongtong, is it good?" Perhaps due to the combined effects of alcohol and sex, Mr. Wang's eyes were red and glazed as he said, "Tonight was so much fun, really, you make women feel better than foreigners..." Foreigners? Mr. Wang has slept with foreigners? But thinking about it, it makes sense. Mr. Wang studied abroad, and his company exports its products overseas; sleeping with foreigners isn't surprising. But his praise of me being better than foreigners instantly boosted my energy. I happily thrust into Mr. Wang, then cheerfully whispered in his ear, "That's because foreigners don't love you, they're just infatuated with your body. We're both Chinese, so when we make love, we love each other, and that's when you feel better..." This immediately moved Mr. Wang so much that he blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, husband is right. Tonight was the most comfortable and enjoyable time... Hurry, harder, shoot inside, wife wants it..." At this moment, I really got into it too, and kissed Mr. Wang. Then Mr. Wang actually took the initiative to suck my tongue, passionately and intoxicatedly French kissing me. It felt like Mr. Wang would agree to anything I did. This multiple stimulation, coupled with the satisfaction of conquering Mr. Wang, made me unable to hold back any longer. After a series of thrusts, I ejaculated all of my semen into Mr. Wang's belly. Because I had been "abstinent" for almost 20 years, this time I ejaculated for a full 5 seconds, which made Mr. Wang cling tightly to me, convulsing and saying, "So much, too much, it's so hot, so good, so good..." After I finished, Mr. Wang and I rested for a while. Then I carried Mr. Wang to the bathroom and carefully helped him wash with shower gel. Although we didn't say anything, we were both restless while washing, especially Mr. Wang, who was even more proactive than the first time. She coiled around me, leaned against the wall, sat in my lap—all sorts of positions, all sorts of highs… and I played along with Wang Dong's madness, mischievously taking out some wine and feeding her while saying, "Let's just stay drunk, let's live like this forever…" Wang Dong obediently gulped down the wine I fed her, panting, "Okay, let's stay drunk, don't wake up." Finally, I poured all the wine over Wang Dong and licked her all over… especially seeing her with her butt sticking out, her legs so loose from my penetration, I felt incredibly satisfied. After the intense battle, I carried the flushed Wang Dong to bed and fell asleep holding her. Whether it was from exhaustion, pleasure, or the exhilarating release after pent-up emotions, I slept incredibly soundly that night. When I woke up, Wang Dong was gone, leaving me a note: "I had a great time last night, but since you know so much about foreign countries, I hope you can treat this like a one-night stand, and forget everything when you wake up." I hope you can pretend nothing happened at the company. After reading this, I found it hilarious. Actually, a strong woman like Chairman Wang...I don't like it at all, and I'm not good enough for it, but a one-night stand would be pretty good. So, I sent a text message to Chairman Wang: "Chairman Wang, what happened last night? I don't remember. Oh right, sorry, I think I stayed up all night playing games at an internet cafe last night, which made me wake up late. I hope Chairman Wang will be lenient and not deduct my pay..." After sending it, I added a playful emoji. And Chairman Wang was indeed clever, only sending nine words: "No deduction, but don't do it again." And it gave people a double meaning, "don't do it again," of course, with two layers of meaning. So I didn't reply to Chairman Wang's message, then brushed my teeth, got up and saw that it was already 11 o'clock. I went downstairs in a daze and found that my father had already returned. My father was yawning and was surprised to see me. He paused for a moment before saying, "Zhihao, so you're home? Didn't go to work?" "I played too late last night, so I took half a day off. I went after dinner..." "Oh, then I'll go cook something..." After my father finished speaking, he took the opportunity to go to the kitchen. As for me, I couldn't be bothered to see my father, let alone have lunch together, so I quickly said, "No need, I'll eat at the company. By the way, has Xiao Qiu come back yet?" At this moment, my father said somewhat flusteredly, "Xia Xia? I don't know, she said she'd be back in a bit?" At this moment, I thought it was funny; these two really didn't dare to come back together, they came back one by one. But as the saying goes, even the most careful plans can have oversights. How did my father know that Xiao Qiu would be back in a bit? So I deliberately asked, "How do you know that Xiao Qiu will be back in a bit? Did she tell you?" Only then did my father realize that he should pretend that he didn't know where Xiao Qiu was. So I panicked a little and kept saying, "No, no, I guessed. I played with Aunt Shi a little late last night and didn't want to disturb you, so I stayed in a hotel by myself. When I came back this morning, I saw no one at home and thought Xia had gone out to play." I was too lazy to expose my father, so I shook my head and smiled, then took the bus to the company. On the way, I kept reminding myself that as a person of good manners, I must not smile when I see Chairman Wang at the company, otherwise he would be furious and embarrassed. However, it's easier said than done. When I first saw Chairman Wang, I could control myself from smiling, but when he suddenly yawned, I was completely amused and couldn't help but secretly laugh. After all, it was "my doing" that Chairman Wang didn't sleep well last night, so I couldn't help but have that "proud and smug smile." But after laughing, I felt particularly regretful, thinking that it was too unkind, so I sent a text message to Chairman Wang: "I'm really sorry, you know I didn't mean to smile. Don't do it again, I'm really sorry... Don't reply..." But Chairman Wang still replied, "Xiao Chen, you're overthinking it. It's normal for colleagues to smile and greet each other when they meet. Don't overthink it, just focus on your work..." Chairman Wang's words immediately made me feel frustrated and disgusted. First of all, it was a double entendre, "Don't overthink it," clearly implying multiple layers of meaning. And he said it so casually, as if nothing had happened—something a man like me couldn't do. On the contrary, Chairman Wang could "genuinely pretend nothing happened." I felt that Chairman Wang was "shrewd" to the point of being terrifying, hateful, and despicable. So, for the next few days, seeing Chairman Wang made me so frustrated that I "couldn't even smile." And so, I went to work "as if nothing had happened," "calmly." But after get off work, many ripples were stirred up. The neighbors started gossiping that on Valentine's Day, a woman in a red Mazda 6, dressed very fashionably, came home drunk with me. And they said she didn't leave until the next morning. This suddenly reminded me that I was indeed quite drunk when I came home that night, and to prevent Mr. Wang from causing trouble, I carried her straight home, forgetting to close the large iron gate in the yard. Most importantly, Mr. Wang probably didn't leave until eight or nine in the morning. That red Mazda 6 that hadn't been backed into the car, and the open iron gate, were exposed to the curious and nosy eyes of the neighbors. Of course, with such a commotion, it would be strange if the neighbors didn't know. And it quickly reached my father's ears; I guess those distant relatives were just chatting at his supermarket and telling him. So my father came to me, asking what happened, and told me to explain to Xiao Qiu to avoid misunderstandings. But it would have been better if my father hadn't said anything; once he did, I got even angrier. Explain to Xiao Qiu? Xiao Qiu should explain to me! So I didn't even think about explaining to Xiao Qiu, but soon the truth couldn't be hidden any longer, and the matter eventually reached Xiao Qiu's ears as well. Xiao Qiu suddenly became famous... [To be continued] Guan Yin Da Shi Gold Coins +8 for reposting and sharing, a red envelope is offered!

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