She is the old man's woman

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I sat in a coffee shop, sipping an orange juice, while across from me sat Ziqian, who was stirring her cappuccino with a straw, her big eyes blinking at me with a smile.

"You called me out just to sit here and drink coffee?" I asked, bored.

"Oh~ so you're ready to go shopping with me? You and Xiangyun spent ages shopping last time, it's my turn this time. I need to buy some nice clothes." Ziqian smiled, hitting my sweet spot. "

Well, I think the orange juice and coffee here are pretty good."

"Haha," Ziqian laughed, her eyes narrowing. "The top floor is a club, lots of pretty girls inside, shall we go check it out?"

"No!" I said immediately. But Ziqian had already stood up, reaching out to pull me outside. I could only follow her helplessly.

In a corner of the mall, there was a separate, inconspicuous elevator, and unusually, there was a male attendant there specifically to watch it. Seeing Ziqian and me approach, he turned around, looking at us with a rather expectant expression.
Ziqian waved a card in her hand at him, and the waiter immediately put on a humble smile, bowing and scraping to Ziqian as he pressed the elevator button. The elevator rose from the underground parking garage and opened with a ding.

"I forgot something, you go first," Ziqian said, pushing me inside, then waving at me and turning away with a smile.

A fleeting thought of being tricked again flashed through my mind.

"Ding~" The elevator doors closed, and the elevator started moving without me noticing, carrying me upwards.

However, I wasn't alone in the elevator. In the corner at the back stood a beautiful woman with an elegant demeanor. Her oval face was delicate and fair, and her beautiful eyes shone with a cold light. Her black hair cascaded down in waves, obscuring her neck and the fair skin of her chest. She had a slender and shapely figure, perfectly and subtly displaying her curvaceous figure in a well-tailored office lady outfit.

This woman, however, had a rather strong aura, radiating a coldness that kept everyone at arm's length. She stood silently in the corner of the elevator, as if she found the whole world, except for herself, so dirty.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. "What a beauty," I thought, "I've encountered one in the elevator." "What a coincidence," I mused. "If only the elevator could break down."

The elevator dinged, wobbled, and then stopped. Surprisingly, the doors didn't open even after a few seconds.

I glanced at the floor display: 19, still far from the top floor. "Is it really broken?" I thought, a little amused and exasperated.

I glanced sideways at the woman in the corner. She remained silent, but it was clear she was also concerned about the situation.

I reached for the emergency phone. There was no sound, not even the faint crackling of static electricity. After a moment, I hung up in frustration. I took out my phone—no signal. This elevator's sealing is really good.
I banged on the elevator door, the sound echoing, but there was no response.

After a while, I got tired and stopped. I glanced at the woman; she seemed anxious too, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her clothes.

Suddenly, the elevator lights went out.

"Ah!" Both the woman and I cried out.

How embarrassing! I composed myself, reluctantly pulling out my phone. The faint light dispelled the darkness, and the woman's phone lit up, restoring some dim light to the elevator.

"Could something really have happened?" I muttered to myself.

"Turn off your phone, save some battery," I said to the woman after

a moment's thought. The phone light that had been flickering suddenly stopped, remained still for about ten seconds, and then disappeared. The woman was probably unhappy about having to obey me, but it seemed she didn't want to argue any further.

But that little bit of light was really useless. After a few minutes, I simply turned off my phone. The elevator was pitch black.

"I think it'll be a while, I should sit down and conserve my energy!" I said, and sat down. After a while, I heard rustling sounds, so the woman must have sat down too.

She sat there, it was so dark, I couldn't see anything. I unconsciously stretched out my arm and waved it towards the woman. Even if my hand was right in front of that beautiful woman's chest, she wouldn't know, would she? I thought maliciously, and unconsciously made an even more malicious claw-like milking gesture towards the woman. I imagined how to ravage that woman's breasts.

"Bang!" My waving hand crashed heavily into another object moving in the darkness, and I instinctively grabbed it in an instant.

"Ah~" A woman screamed in the darkness, but stopped immediately.

Everything was in darkness, and what I was holding wanted to slip away. But I gripped it tightly, not letting it slip away, my heart pounded wildly, a long-lost hunger and anxiety accompanied by surging blood flowing through my body.
Before her hand was grasped, Su Xin was trapped in a strange, psychedelic world. Stuck in a corner of the elevator, Su Xin slowly shed her everyday layers of clothing as time passed. To her parents, Su Xin was always their proud and beloved daughter; to outsiders, she was an enviable wealthy woman driving a sports car; to her subordinates at work, she was a cold and powerful female CEO; however, to that old man, she was nothing more than a toy to be stripped naked and used at any time.

But at this moment, she was simply herself, the carefree little girl gazing at the stars in the darkness. Waiting in the deathly darkness of the elevator, she imagined countless tiny, twinkling stars scattered across the night sky, dazzling and enchanting. Like when she was a child, she reached out, tentatively trying to touch them in the darkness.
No one could see, no one knew this side of herself. Just as she was becoming increasingly engrossed in this, her hand was struck heavily in the darkness and tightly gripped. She tried to pull away, but the grip only tightened, an ever-growing force seemingly trying to pull her closer. She pulled back angrily.

"Come sit here!" My dry voice broke the silence and the stalemate. Time seemed to slow down in the darkness. The struggle between the two had lasted a long time, so long that I could no longer hold my breath.

The struggle suddenly stopped. In the darkness, their hands were still tightly clasped together, one trying to slip away, the other refusing. But now their hands were like the embrace of longtime friends, no longer trying to hurt each other, but gently, gently holding each other.

"Hmm," a small "hmm" involuntarily escaped Su Xin's nose. She was inwardly frustrated with her own weakness. How could she surrender so quickly? But that indescribable feeling began to slowly grow when her hand was grasped. She felt her face burning, while her body temperature was dropping; everything around her was icy cold, and her skin was icy cold too.

"What's wrong with me!" she thought, hating herself. "Men!" That word made her feverish, made her hate, made her unforgettable. The old man's image reappeared before her eyes.

The first time she met that old man, she was a naive girl, fresh out of university. The old man merely glanced at her and nodded slightly. After that, she became one of his many assistants. Then she witnessed the old man's entourage and his imposing presence.

Then one night, she was summoned to the old man's luxurious hotel room late at night. The old man personally served her a glass of red wine and, in front of her, put a pill in it. He asked her, "What do you want?"

"I want to be like you," she blurted out.

The old man smiled at her. From then on, she became his woman and the president of the Sanya Group. However, in secret, she groveled before him, repeatedly pushed to her limits by his abuse. Each time, without a drugged glass of red wine to lose herself, she probably couldn't endure it. When she buried her face between his legs, trying to make his limp member erect with her mouth, she felt an intense loathing for his aging body.

Normally, the old man controlled her strictly, with someone secretly watching her. Her pleasure lay in torturing the so-called handsome men in the company; watching them being punished gave her a twisted sense of pleasure. The old man didn't interfere with this. Her nickname, "Ice Beauty," grew louder and louder.

But this time, all the taboos seemed to shatter, to vanish. Holding her hand was a young, strong man. Unlike other men who only offered insincere pleasantries and subservient behavior before her. Su Xin could feel the well-trained, usually suppressed lust within her body breaking free of its restraints, slowly infiltrating every corner of her being.

I simply couldn't imagine what was happening; the beautiful woman I could only look up to was actually being pulled close to me, nestled in my arms. The fragrance emanating from her body filled my nostrils, making me want to strip her naked and devour her immediately. I sat there with her, somewhat dazed, for a long time before I came to my senses. What a waste of time this was.

My hand slowly moved up along the woman's side until it was almost touching her breasts before being firmly pressed down by her arm. So I used my other hand to grasp her small hand and pull her towards me. An evil thought rose in my mind.

Su Xin only resisted for a moment before letting me pull her hand to my lower abdomen. In the darkness, she heard the slight sound of me zipping up my zipper, and then her hand was forced to grasp a hard, rock-like, burning hot shaft of flesh. She tried to pull her hand away, but my hand forced her to grip the shaft tightly. She angrily squeezed harder, but the penis in her hand felt like an iron rod.

This was a man! She couldn't help but think of that perpetually limp little worm, needing endless comfort and service.

My hand unconsciously loosened its grip, but Su Xin didn't notice. She held my penis somewhat absentmindedly, feeling the incomparable vigorous life force of a man.

I thought to myself, "What good fortune! This darkness is a blessing from God. Without it, how could this woman have succeeded so easily?"

In the dark elevator, the woman's small hand gripped my penis tightly, beginning to move gently, spreading waves of pleasure from her genitals throughout her body. Excitedly, I lifted the woman's clothes. Her initial resistance had vanished. My hand easily slipped under the hem of her dress from her side and back, tracing her warm, slender waist upwards, tightly grasping her breasts through her bra, kneading them forcefully.

The woman offered no resistance, her body pressed tightly against mine, her heavy breathing clearly audible. My hand then unceremoniously slipped inside her bra, grasping her soft, fleshy mound in my palm. Her hard, erect nipples rubbed against my hand.

"Ugh~" I pulled her close and kissed her. The woman only managed a soft whimper when kissed; she could have turned away, but the kiss alone made her jaw loosen, allowing my wolfish tongue to invade her unrestrainedly.
"Utterly defeated," Su Xin cursed herself for being so easily taken advantage of by a man. Yet, on the other hand, she craved intimacy with this man, so now she was helplessly held in his arms, kissed passionately, her tongue entwined with his, her small hands stroking his manhood, while her breasts were squeezed and molded into various shapes in his hands. Waves of pleasure swept through every cell of her body. "Play me, play me to death," the long-suppressed voice inside her screamed wildly.

Dignity? She had long since traded it for money and status, leaving only a cold mask. And her soul, hah, Su Xin herself would sneer and mock that so-called soul, nothing more than a piece of trash trained to do the most despicable things, knees worn raw. Being touched, being played with, made her become as base as a dog smelling a bone.

Su Xin panted, her chest rising and falling. The nipples being played with sent electric-like pleasure radiating throughout her body in an instant, the tingling sensation making her curl up, soft and weak. She could feel her lower body swelling and heating up unwillingly, the water level in her valley rising.

I reached my hand towards the woman's lower abdomen in my arms, but in the darkness, I touched her buttocks under her skirt, only then realizing that the woman's legs were already spread wide. Following the smooth flesh of her buttocks, my fingers easily landed on the soft fabric at the bottom of her crotch.

A gentle press, and the area my fingers touched was instantly soaked. Her body's reaction said it all. Perhaps because her body was sending such an obvious signal, the woman in my arms trembled, her breathing paused for a moment, then became more rapid and forceful, her body even trembling slightly.
My fingers rubbed against her through the fabric, and that small piece of underwear was almost instantly soaked. I reached towards her crotch, wanting to pull down her underwear, but she wouldn't close her legs, gripping me even tighter. Did she not want her underwear taken off…? I thought wickedly, but this was no longer something she could resist.

I slowly pushed her upper body, which was pressed tightly against me, down, letting her lie on the cold elevator floor. I withdrew my hand from her breasts, pressed her legs together, and then bent her legs towards her body, making her buttocks slightly stick out. Then, I pulled hard on her panties again, forcefully ripping them off her buttocks. "

Why do you have to take them off?" Su Xin's face was flushed. She had given up resisting after the man laid her flat on the elevator floor. Since he insisted on doing it, she would let him. She closed her legs and cooperated, feeling the tight panties being pulled down from her buttocks, and then pulled off along her legs.

The panties that were taken off the woman's body immediately crumpled into a ball, big enough to be held in the palm of her hand, and still slightly damp. A very good trophy.

When I reached out and grasped the woman's genitals again, they were already somewhat overflowing, the juices easily wetting my fingers. And the woman's originally tight private parts had shamelessly split open a wanton crevice. I gently rubbed the base of her vagina with my fingers, and it sank into her slippery, wet vagina. Her vagina trembled and twitched at the slightest touch, squeezing out more fluid.

My hard penis was throbbing painfully; I couldn't bear it any longer, so I leaned in and almost fell heavily onto the woman in the darkness.

I panted heavily, my erect penis pressing against her. The woman's legs were spread wide, allowing my smooth glans to press tightly against the entrance of her vagina. With a little force, my glans pushed aside the flesh, forcing its way in.

As the man's hard glans penetrated her, Su Xin felt as if she were being electrocuted. Her vagina was stretched full, and the thing inside felt like a hot steel rod, deeply buried within her. It thrust repeatedly inside. She tried to close her body and clamp the thing between her legs to hold it there for a moment, but the man on top of her grabbed her legs, forcing them to spread wider and bending them upwards, completely exposing her genitals.

"Mmm," Su Xin moaned uncontrollably with the rhythm of the penetration, reaching out to touch her genitals. The frenzied thrusting gave her waves of pleasure, but also a sense of fear. In the darkness, her hand touched the man's thick, powerful penis at their point of contact. The

thick penis was half-inserted into her vagina, then plunged completely downwards, and then pulled out upwards, carrying with it the sticky, lustful fluid from her vagina. The entire shaft was thick and hard, like a tireless pile driver, relentlessly thrusting into her body.

The process didn't stop because her small hand touched it; on the contrary, it became even more exciting because of her small hand's resistance. Her small hand, too, became part of this frenzied process.

"Mmm, what a powerful cock," Su Xin moaned, her mind flashing back to the old man's frail little worm. She had never slept with or made love to a man other than the old man. In some ways, she was a truly virtuous girl, but now, being fucked by this young man of unknown origin, everything had vanished, everything had crumbled, and it didn't matter anymore.

The woman beneath me was much more docile; I almost stretched her into a split. It seemed the women at the club were different; they probably practiced yoga or something. Anyway, this kind of frenzied fucking seemed to excite her greatly. In the darkness, she even shamelessly twisted her hips to meet my thrusts.

Our genitals mingled, making gurgling sounds from time to time. When my lower abdomen slapped against hers, it made an even more intoxicating slapping sound. Before long, the woman beneath me was already in a tense state before orgasm, her body curled up tightly, her hands gripping my arm harder and harder, her lower abdomen thrusting against the impact of my cock. She was humming incoherently to herself.

Just as the wise say, a woman's orgasm is because she wants it.

I pressed myself against her, the fleeting beauty of her face still fresh in my mind as we entered the elevator. Now, my penis was thrusting in and out of her body, inhaling her subtle fragrance, recalling her gestures and words, which only intensified my arousal. I could only release all of this onto her.

And this woman's body was like barren land, absorbing every drop of sweat and toil. I bit her nipples, sucking hard when I was tired, as if trying to draw back all the strength she had taken. She swayed her hips and moaned in response.

After countless thrusts, I finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, my semen gushing out like a runaway Mercedes. My lower abdomen pressed hard against her vulva, my penis deeply inserted into her body, panting with the pleasure of ejaculation. In the darkness, the woman stretched out her arms and hugged me tightly.

Now, I don't know which year, which month, which day, a mad poet, in the middle of the night, was reading erotic literature here, and on a whim, wrote two lines of poetry in praise: "The delicate orifice opens and

closes, swallowing a powerful python; the jade pot hangs upside down, hiding dragon nectar." I climbed off the woman, still not fully recovered, when I heard a loud banging on the elevator , and it seemed like someone was shouting outside. I was startled and quickly started to straighten my clothes, praying that the woman could also get herself ready.

A short while later, the elevator swayed, then rose. Less than ten seconds later, the elevator suddenly regained its light, blinding my unprepared eyes, and then stopped with a ding as the doors opened. I only had time to glance back and saw the woman standing in a corner of the elevator before being pushed out by the crowd rushing in.
Six or seven men escorted a woman out of the elevator. I stood awkwardly to the side, about to leave, when the men blocked my way, looking like they wanted to devour me.

"What's going on?!" the fat man in the lead asked, frowning. I was speechless.
"You, come here, I have something to say." The woman walked over calmly.

She pulled me close, whispered in my ear, "Run, turn right at the end." Then she shoved me forcefully out, before collapsing as if dizzy.

"President Su!" several men exclaimed, rushing to support the woman.

I staggered back several steps, then started running, feeling a strange urge to run.

Sure enough, I heard curses and shouts behind me, "Grab him, don't let him get away!" the leader yelled.

I ran frantically, exiting the elevator and following the woman's directions, heading right. At the end of the stairs was the secret channel. I opened the door and sprinted down the stairs. Soon after, I heard the emergency exit being forced open again, followed by a cacophony of footsteps. I could only keep running down as fast as I could.

This chase went on for what seemed like forever; my legs ached, and I practically jumped down some floors, making my knees ache.

When I finally reached the bottom floor and stumbled out of a small, dizzy iron door, I saw an SUV parked in front of me. The door was open, and Ziqian was waving at me.

"Oh my god!" I rushed into the car, and Ziqian immediately started it and sped away. Looking out the back window, I saw several people also rushing out of the small door, waving and shouting. Seeing they couldn't catch up, they stopped, and two even lay down on the ground.

I turned around and saw Ziqian staring at me with wide eyes.

"I've discovered something; you're quite the character," Ziqian said. "If you're placed in the right environment, you really are a complete stud."

"Don't stare at me, focus on driving," I said.

[The End]

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