Memories of the year-end party trip

I work at a small company as a junior designer. My life is pretty mundane. I have a girlfriend I've been dating for a few years. I always feel like my life lacks a certain vibrancy, but I can't quite put my finger on why. Then a new female colleague joined the company, and that slowly changed my work life.

Actually, she's not particularly attractive. She's about 155cm tall and weighs around 50kg (estimated), with a bust size of maybe an A+ or B-. Her butt is small too. But her cheerful and talkative personality left a deep impression on me. Also, she never wears socks with any shoes; she always goes barefoot. Plus, she always wears flip-flops in the office. If I had to point out her good points, it would probably be her well-maintained feet. There are no calluses or calluses, and the shape and nails are perfect. This is very attractive to me, a foot fetishist. Every time I pass her seat or brush past her, my eyes unconsciously linger on her small feet, and I feel a strange excitement. As we got to know each other better, we would banter and go out for snacks together, but our interactions were limited to that. At most, colleagues would invite us to karaoke so I could get closer to her, smelling her hair, stealing glances at her beautiful legs, and using the crowd as an excuse to press against her. But unless I made any overly obvious moves, she would usually let me touch her gently.

Then this year, during the Lunar New Year, the company, as usual, held a two-day, one-night year-end party trip. My colleagues all brought their families, but I went alone because of family matters, and she went alone too. At the banquet, everyone had a lot of fun and drank a lot, probably to vent all the pent-up frustration of the year. So I sneaked out for some fresh air. When I got outside, she had already been there for quite some time. So I went over and chatted with her, but now I don't remember the details clearly. What I do remember is that we ended up talking about how bored we were, being alone together, and it was a bit cold at night, so we went back to my room to watch TV. There were no chairs in the room, so we sat on the edge of the bed. The TV had just been turned on, and it was on an adult channel. Just as I awkwardly tried to change the channel, she stopped me and snatched the remote.

She said, "Hmm~! Why change it? Don't you guys all love watching this kind of thing?"

I replied, "I wish I watched this day and night!" She said,

"Come on! Otherwise, why would the TV just happen to be on this channel?"

I said, "You're asking me? Okay, I'm changing it! I don't want to watch it."

She said, "Ugh! Coward!"

I said, "Yeah, I'm a coward. I'm afraid of what you

'll do to me!" She said, "You're the one who'll do what to me

, right?" Perhaps it was because I'd had too much to drink and was emboldened, or perhaps her drunken ramblings stimulated my subconscious, but I pushed her down onto the bed, trying to use my masculine advantage to grab the remote back. But somehow, I stopped myself and instead held her hand, looking at her. Then I kissed her neck, and she was startled by my actions. What started as a simple playful fight slowly began to spiral out of control.

She asked, "What are you doing?" I didn't answer her. I slowly kissed her from her neck to her cheek and then to her earlobe, while my lower body was already erect, rubbing against her thigh through my pants. She, who had initially resisted slightly, gradually became more compliant. I got up and took off my clothes first, then slowly helped her take them off. As each garment was undone, her snow-white skin was revealed before my eyes. When I helped her down to her underwear, she shyly clamped her thighs together, seemingly trying to retain a shred of rationality. I then licked her entire body, from her shoulders down, past her armpits, across her waist, and back to her small, lovely breasts. I spent some time caressing her breasts, and finally, she took off her underwear herself.

Just as I was about to go further, I heard my roommate preparing to open the door. We both immediately thought we were doomed! We would be discovered by other colleagues! We could only passively hide her under the covers! Fortunately, this drunken colleague was just going to the hot springs and was coming back to get toiletries. So I didn't linger and didn't notice another female colleague hiding under my blanket. After she left, I quickly got out of bed, locked the door, and went back to bed to continue teasing her. I started lifting her feet and licking from the outside of her thighs down to her calves.

She said, "No! My feet are dirty!" But my foot fetish was already burning, and I ignored her pleas, carefully licking even her toes.

She said, "Hey! If you don't hurry, someone else might come back." Her concern interrupted my caresses. So I positioned her body and slowly inserted my penis into her already wet vagina.

She said, "Mmm!" She moaned softly as I inserted it.

I said, "You're not still a virgin, are you?"

She said, "Unlike you! I've done it with my ex-boyfriend before!"

I said, "Then why are you moaning?!"

She said, "No, I just haven't done it in a long time, and I'm not used to it!" She hit my head.

We made love while talking about our sexual experiences. For some reason, I suddenly thought of my girlfriend, yet felt no guilt whatsoever; thinking about it afterward, it felt rather awful. My hips swayed rhythmically, the regular rhythm transmitted through our bodies to her, transforming into waves of moans. Soon, I could feel her body spasming slightly from orgasm. Our eyes met, and I knew from her gaze that she had already reached her climax several times and hoped I would finish quickly.

I used my saved energy for a final sprint, during which I thrust deeply several times without warning. She then tightly embraced my waist with her beautiful legs. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I suddenly realized, "I didn't wear a condom!" I quickly asked her to untie her legs, and thankfully, my penis withdrew just as I ejaculated! What a close call! Seeing my semen scattered on her lower abdomen, there was no time for tenderness. We quickly tidied ourselves, then, making sure no one else was in the hallway, I took her back to her room and said goodnight.

The next morning, after breakfast, I went back to my room to unpack. Since there was still some time before check-out, I stayed in the room doing nothing. My roommate had to hitch a ride with a colleague who was arriving by car, so I was alone in the room. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find her with her luggage. I was a little surprised and embarrassed.

She said, "Oh~ you didn't go to the basement to play video games?"

I replied, "Those games are all too old, I didn't want to.

" She said, "Then you'll be bored."

I said, "It's okay. So what do you want to do?"

She said, "Heh~ you already took advantage of me yesterday, and you want more?" She even playfully hit me on the head.

I said, "It's not impossible, how about you finish quickly?" I checked my watch to see the time and greedily asked this question.

Surprisingly, she was quite decisive and agreed. Learning from yesterday's experience, I remembered to lock the door first this time. Then, after we both took off our clothes, we went back to bed. This time, I started by licking her vulva. Once she was more aroused, I got straight to the point. A short while later, there was a knock at the door. It was the colleague who organized the year-end party, taking attendance and reminding me of the bus time.

Colleague: "The bus will be here in 30 minutes."

Me: "Oh, I know."

Just when I thought I'd gotten rid of him, he asked me from outside if I knew where another female colleague was. I said I didn't know and promised to contact her, unaware that I was actually having sex with that colleague while she was on top of me. I glanced at my watch helplessly; time was running out. So, after giving her an orgasm, I ejaculated into her mouth through oral sex.

When we left the room, we tacitly went in different directions to the meeting point. On the way back and when we went home separately, we didn't interact at all. Perhaps I felt guilty? Maybe people had already discovered what we did during the year-end party trip and were gossiping about it. The days that followed were the usual repetitive work life.

One day, I was alone with her in the elevator. Just as I was about to chat with her, she asked me about my experience with her that day. How bold! I started complaining to her. After a round of mutual rants, she revealed her true feelings. She felt she shouldn't have had a relationship with me, who already had a girlfriend, but she couldn't forget the thrill of this affair. So, we agreed on some secret codes. If I

wanted to meet her, I would cough twice as I passed her seat. If she agreed, I would put on a silver anklet on my left ankle; if she couldn't, I wouldn't. If I was menstruating, I would wear a red anklet. Conversely, when she wants to ask me out, she puts a silver anklet on her right ankle. If I'm okay with it, she draws a design on the transparent glass of the office cubicle behind her with a red and white pen; if she can't, she sticks a small card on the glass. But we've never actually asked each other out yet. I plan to ask her out after I finish writing this article. Will she wear the silver anklet?

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