Sichuan restaurant owner

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These days, if you want to ask someone for a favor, eating and drinking are often unavoidable. Therefore, restaurants and hotels are very familiar to me. There's one I particularly like: a Sichuan restaurant. The decor is unique, and the food is of high quality. Although the prices are a bit high, it's still very popular. Except for weekends, if you want to eat there during lunch or dinner, you absolutely must call ahead to make a reservation.

I've been patronizing this restaurant for about two years now. Whether I have business engagements or not, I often go there for meals, sometimes with friends. Over time, I've gradually become acquainted with the owner, Ms. Dong. We exchanged business cards. Ms. Dong's surname is Dong, and her given name is Y. She looks to be in her forties, maybe 45 at most. She has long, flowing hair, and when she bends her head, her hair falls down, and she always raises her hand to tuck it behind her ear—a gesture that always looks so natural and graceful. She has an oval face, a pointed chin, and fair skin, exuding a mature yet alluring charm. She's not short. I'm 178cm, and she looks about the same height, probably at least 168cm. In summer, she often wears a long skirt, the hem almost touching her shoes; in winter, she mostly wears jeans, showing off her curves.

We're regular customers, and she almost always gives us complimentary dishes. When she's not busy, she'll come over to say hello and offer a drink, which I really appreciate; it makes me feel good to treat her to a meal. I've also occasionally seen some customers making unwanted advances towards her, but she always responds with a smile and skillfully avoids them. She seems quite adept at handling such situations; running a restaurant alone is no easy feat for a woman.

The phone rang. It was my college classmate.
"What's up?
Why aren't you answering?" "I'm answering now."
"I have good news for you."
"Go ahead."
"We've decided to come to your place for a couple of days. Food, lodging, and entertainment are all on you."
"Pah! Good news?"
"Hahahaha." He's still as shameless and lewd as he was in college—that's my assessment of him.
"How many people are coming? Who's there?"
"Everyone from our dorm is going."
"Any family members?"
"Bringing family members makes it impossible to have fun, right?"
"You've come here to chat, haven't you?"
"Hahahaha."
"When are you coming? Give me a straight answer."
"We're already on the highway, we'll be there before 6 pm."
"You guys are really something."
"Hahahaha." I really didn't know what to say to him...

After chatting for a bit, I hung up the phone. I booked accommodations for them first, and then considered their meals for the next two days, trying to find some local specialties, preferably different meals each time. My first thought was Sister Dong, so I called her.

"Sister Dong, it's me."
"The delivery guy's here, tell me what's up."
"Reserve me a single room tonight, five people. Write down the menu, and make sure to prepare plenty of Tsingtao Pure Draft Beer, chilled."
"Okay, I have to go now, I'm busy."
"Bye-bye."
"Okay."

These guys arrived before 5 pm. Since it was still early for dinner, I told them to come to my place first and have some tea at the company. When classmates meet, it's all just joking and teasing, nothing serious. Around 6 pm, I received a call from Sister Dong.
"Xiao Li, everything's ready, what time are you coming?"
"We're coming right now, see you in a bit, Sister Dong."

"Who's Sister Dong? Tell us quickly, who is she?" They started teasing again.
"Let's go, guys, we'll see Sister Dong in a bit, okay?!" I was exasperated; my classmates are like this...

Five people in two cars arrived at the restaurant around 6 pm. After parking, the young man at the door asked if I wanted to wash my car. This was an event organized by Sister Dong; those who drove to the restaurant could get their cars washed for free. It was a great idea to have your car clean after your meal.
The waiter opened the door, and Sister Dong walked towards us. Today she was wearing a tight-fitting long dress, her long hair tied up, making her look even more capable and experienced.
"Xiao Li, the private rooms are all prepared for you. Let me take you there."
"Thank you, Sister Dong." My classmates followed behind, laughing and joking, definitely not saying anything nice.

Sister Dong walked ahead, occasionally turning back to say something to me. Her long dress tightly hugged her slender and curvaceous figure, her arms swaying in sync with her hips—every movement was so graceful. I thought to myself: My Sister Dong, you are truly beautiful.
Sister Dong opened the door to the private room, and we filed in. When we sat down, the cold dishes were already laid out.
"Sister Dong, let me introduce you."
"Sure."
"These are my university classmates." I introduced them one by one, and Sister Dong shook hands, nodded, and smiled at each of them.
“Xiao Li is my younger brother, and you are his classmates, so you’re practically my younger brothers too. You’ve come all this way, so I have to treat you well. I’ll add more dishes for you later, and the drinks are on the house.” My dear classmates shamelessly clapped, thanking Sister Dong.
“Sister Dong, we’re so sorry.”
Sister Dong didn’t say anything, just put her hand on my shoulder, gesturing for me to sit down.
“I’ll go take care of something first, then come back and have a drink with you, okay?”
“Okay, okay, that’s great, you go ahead with your work, sister.” I was speechless with my classmates.

We argued for a while about whether to drink or not, because we had driven here, and we were afraid of getting caught if we drank and then drove back. In the end, we decided to leave our car in the backyard of the restaurant and pick it up tomorrow. Without any worries, my classmates ate and drank heartily, as if these things were free.

Sister Dong arrived and told the waiter to add a set of tableware. I pulled up a chair for her and placed it next to me. As soon as Sister Dong sat down, my classmates started calling her "sister" this and "sister" that, saying that Sister Dong was young, beautiful, and had a good temperament. Sister Dong was naturally very happy to hear this, and my classmates kept toasting her. After a while, they drank quite a bit. Perhaps because she hadn't eaten anything and drank the alcohol quickly, Sister Dong's face started to turn red.

"Sister Dong, how long have you known Li Zi?" my classmate asked.
"About two years, right? More than two years." She turned to look at me.
"Yes, yes, it seems that Sister Dong had just opened her business less than half a year ago." I replied.

"What does Sister Dong think of Li Zi?" my classmate asked again.
"Little Li is very good. He's tall and good-looking, and he often patronizes my business."
I quickly picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for my talkative classmate to shut him up and stop asking questions.
"Come on, Little Li, let's have a drink by ourselves, no, let's have three." Sister Dong raised her glass and looked at me.
"Sis, we've already had several, let's stop."

My cheeky classmate chimed in again. "Drink, you have to drink this! Sis's already raised her glass, what are you thinking? Hurry up!"
Sister Dong insisted on drinking, and I couldn't refuse, so I had to drink with her.
Three large glasses of beer were almost a bottle. After finishing, I looked at Sister Dong; her face was even redder than before. I leaned close to her ear and said,
"Sis, don't drink anymore. These guys are definitely going to drink too much today. You don't need to keep them company." She nodded and stood up.
"My dear brothers, please enjoy yourselves. I'll pay for this today. I'll have the waiter bring some fruit later. Order whatever you want, don't be shy."
"Thank you, sister. You're so kind. Take care." My awful classmates, I'm really...

I helped Sister Dong up; her hand was tightly clasped mine. A waiter at the door also came to help Sister Dong. Sister Dong said,
"You go about your business. See if they need anything else." The waiter nodded.
"Xiao Li, help me to the office upstairs."
"Okay." I helped Sister Dong up to the fourth floor. The office was decorated in a very high-end style. There was a bookcase behind the boss's desk. Walking towards the sofa, there was a half-open door next to it. Pushing the door open, I saw a large bed. It seemed she sometimes rested here.
As I helped her to the bedside to put her down, she suddenly turned around and threw herself into my arms. She looked at me with her eyes half-closed, seeing my astonished expression.
Before I could react, she slowly squatted down, skillfully unbuckled her belt, and pulled down her pants and underwear together. This was the first time I'd encountered such a sudden situation. I can't say I had no feelings for Sister Dong, but everything before me was still too sudden.

Was Sister Dong really drunk? I wondered to myself. She held my leg with one hand and touched my testicles with the other. She brought her mouth to my still-dazed penis, taking it entirely inside. Her slender fingers teased and played with the remaining part of my testicles. My penis soon hardened in her warm mouth. She gripped my testicles, rubbing the glans with her lips. I couldn't resist holding her head and gently thrusting my hips, enjoying the tightness of my penis going in and out of her mouth.

After a while, she stood up. I began to kiss her, sucking on her tongue, untying the straps of her long dress, pulling it down to reveal her full breasts. Her bra was beautiful, with lace trim, and most of her breasts were exposed. Without thinking, I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I wanted to get a good look at Sister Dong's breasts. I took off her bra, and her breasts sprang out—full, elastic, with tiny nipples. I couldn't wait to take them in my mouth, sucking, biting, and licking like a baby who hadn't been weaned.

Through her tight long skirt, I kept stroking her buttocks; they were so full, I really wanted to bite them. I simply pulled her long skirt down completely, revealing her panties, which were the same color as her bra and were exceptionally small. I let go, unbuttoned my shirt, took off all my clothes, and lay down on the bed. I knew she knew what to do. As soon as I lay down, she pounced on me, straddling me. I grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples between my ten fingers and middle finger, rubbing them incessantly. She knelt on my waist, head down, her hand holding my penis, rubbing the glans against her clitoris. I felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation on the tip of my penis.
"Hiss hiss hiss, ahhh," she made soft sounds.

Finally, she tried to guide my penis into her vagina. The head quickly slipped inside, and she began to slowly lift her hips. I could see half of my penis already inside her. Her vaginal opening gripped the head tightly. Every time she lifted her hips, the head of my penis experienced a surge of intense pleasure; every time she slowly sat down, it experienced another wave of intense pleasure. Watching my penis being swallowed little by little by her vagina was incredibly stimulating.
"Ah..." With a groan, the space between us was filled, and I felt the head of my penis pressing against soft flesh.

Sister Dong straddled me, her hands on my chest, her buttocks rising and falling dramatically. My penis was repeatedly expelled and swallowed by her vagina, the speed increasing, the slapping sounds incessant. With each tremor of her body, she collapsed onto me. I lifted her buttocks, arched my back, and forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina. Her buttocks arched repeatedly, her breasts swaying in front of my eyes. I kept murmuring in Sister Dong's ear,
"Sister, you're so tight, sister, your butt is so nice."

Sister Dong's vagina contracted a few times, and I stopped, letting her get off me. I carried her from behind, walking from the room to the boss's desk. She held onto the desk with one hand and my penis with the other, helping me to penetrate her deeply once more.
I lowered my head, stroking her smooth buttocks and looking at her fair back. My penis was gently withdrawing from her vagina and then thrusting in forcefully. After a while, I thought it was time for something more intense. I held her buttocks firmly, pinching the flesh, and stood with my legs apart, thrusting hard. Her cries were incessant.

"Ahhh, ahhh." "
Is it good? Sister, how's my penis? Does it feel good?"
"Do you like it when I fuck you like this?"
I don't know why, but I always say these things during sex.

Sister Dong didn't have time to answer me, she just kept moaning. The moans became more and more frequent, and I knew she was about to climax, so I worked even harder, gritting my teeth and thrusting into her vagina. Suddenly she cried out a few times, her buttocks trembled like a sieve, and she collapsed onto the table. She had climaxed. I picked her up from behind, helped her to the sofa, laid her flat, one leg on the back of the sofa, the other on my shoulder, and with my hand on my penis, I filled her vagina again.
"Mmm..." she moaned softly.
"Sister, do you want more? Do you want your little brother to fuck you?"
"Mmm, little brother, sister likes you."

I held Sister Dong's leg with one hand and pinched her small nipple with the other, my penis thrusting forward, pressing against her. Looking down, I saw that the sticky fluid from when my penis was pulled out covered her pubic hair. I tried to spread her legs as wide as possible so that my penis could be pushed forward more. After my penis was completely inside, I started to thrust quickly.
"Sister, you have such a good figure, your breasts are so big, so big and soft." I muttered as I thrust, watching Sister Dong's breasts sway in front of me with the insertion of my penis. I couldn't help but grab them with both hands and squeeze them.

"Sister, I feel so good, I want to cum."
"Little brother, come on, sister wants you."

I straightened Sister Dong's body, her head resting on the back of the sofa, her legs on my shoulders, her hands around her thighs, preparing for the final sprint. I closed my eyes, got into position, and thrust my hips with all my might. The slapping sound of my balls hitting her buttocks made the rhythm of my thrusts even faster.
"Sister, I feel so good, sister, ah... I'm going to cum... sister."
"Mmm... ah..."

Her vagina gripped my penis tightly, the pleasure growing stronger.
"Ah..." I closed my eyes, letting my semen spray freely inside her, enjoying the pleasure of the sperm shooting out. Sister Dong bit her lip tightly, her body contorted, and I felt like my penis was about to be broken by her vagina.

I lay on top of Sister Dong, the fatigue after ejaculating gradually fading. Sister Dong kissed my cheek.
"Little brother, I like you."

We started to tidy our clothes, and after getting dressed, we went downstairs together. I went back to drink with my classmates, while she continued to work on her restaurant. My classmates asked me why I was gone for so long, and I said I took a phone call in the middle, making up an excuse.

Even now, I still frequently dine at Sister Dong's restaurant for business purposes. There's never any awkwardness between us. What happened that day was probably just a matter of emotion. Whatever, isn't that just life?

[The End]

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