My beautiful colleague seduced me

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That was over three years ago. I was already a junior manager at the company. The section chief and deputy section chief in my office were both scoundrels. They were always bragging to me about the women they met on WeChat. The section chief was fat and drove an SUV, picking up a "friend" one minute, then running off for a while, and then the next day he'd brag about his prowess, saying he'd spend an hour with a woman and she'd be completely overwhelmed. The deputy section chief would join in, and the two of them would brag.

I never believed them. With that fat bastard's appearance, I doubted any beautiful woman would like him; I figured he'd take any woman.

But despite being married, I never used WeChat or had one-night stands. I went straight home after work every day—a good man, I suppose.

It all started when a mature female colleague joined the office.

Around the middle of the year, the company was doing well, business was booming, so they needed to hire more people. It must have been the HR team who were efficient, bringing in such a stunning mature woman.

The first time I saw her, she was wearing a dress with a round neckline, clearly showing her ample bosom and deep cleavage. She was tall, around 170cm, with a ponytail and a faint smile.

The section chief and deputy section chief only knew how to boast, leaving the actual work to me, so this pretty, mature woman was assigned to me to mentor.

Since the beautiful colleague came to our office, the two section chiefs seemed to have changed their ways. The section chief stopped going out every day, and the deputy section chief started working seriously, though I couldn't hide the wolfish glint in their eyes. They subtly inquired about her family situation.

She had just given birth and was now back at work. She lived not far from the company and applied as soon as she heard we were hiring.

With a new baby, expenses had increased, so she had to work. Her husband worked in advertising and, under pressure, was also working overtime, often traveling for business. With my in-laws taking care of the child at home, I could go to work without worry.

Upon hearing this, the two section chiefs immediately changed their strategy. It seems their plan to seduce this colleague was now on the agenda.

Our section chief started boasting about his social circle, subtly mentioning his SUV and his driving skills, which always made our beautiful colleague blush and hide next to me, pretending to ask me about work before finally stopping.

Our deputy section chief also started taking care of the beautiful woman, always remembering to take her along on business trips or when entertaining clients.

I, on the other hand, enjoyed watching the two men vying for her attention, neither succeeding, which always made me laugh until my stomach hurt.

Finally, things happened after a client dinner. Because a big deal had been closed, the company, as usual, had to entertain the client. We

booked a hotel, and the four of us, plus a girl from customer service (probably dragged over by our unscrupulous section chief), and the three clients, sat at one table and started drinking.

During the meal, the section chief and deputy section chief kept toasting, pulling two beautiful women up to drink with them. It turned out the client was no pushover; he had a high alcohol tolerance. The customer service girl, being young, couldn't even finish half a glass.

Because I was in charge of the specific tasks and had a good relationship with the client, I was also pressured to drink. Luckily, I inherited my dad's excellent genes (he's the kind who needs a drink at lunch and dinner to feel satisfied), and I managed to hold on. I also helped the beautiful woman avoid drinking several times, mainly because I could tell from the client's lecherous stares that he had ulterior motives.

The beautiful woman was originally sitting next to me, but after drinking too much, she kept leaning towards me. I had to offer to take her home. The section chief and deputy section chief probably had other plans and didn't want me to stay, so they agreed.

The customer service girl happened to live nearby, and being a clever person, she had arranged for her boyfriend to pick her up before drinking, so we went home together.

I dragged my beautiful colleague into my car and tried to take her home. But as soon as we started moving, she started to react. I quickly pulled over, and before I could even open the window, I vomited all over her.

After vomiting, she seemed much more awake and said she didn't want to go home; she was afraid her in-laws would yell at her if she went back like this. So she needed to find a place to shower and change.

I found a small hotel, booked a standard room, and took her to her room. Then I went to buy her some clothes. I was shocked to find that our beautiful colleague was wearing a corset bra! She probably usually wears a 36D. You can't judge a book by its cover, and breasts are unpredictable!

Luckily, there was a small supermarket nearby, and I quickly got what I needed. When I got back to the hotel, she had already showered and was watching TV, waiting for me.

I gave her her underwear and a t-shirt. She didn't change immediately but started chatting with me. I'd also had a bit too much to drink, and now I didn't dare drive, so I decided to rest for a while.

She told me that her section chief had tried to sexually harass her, telling her that another position in the company was hiring, with a high salary and a comfortable job. He promised to recommend her for the position if she became his secret mistress, making a long list of promises.

I jokingly asked her why she didn't agree, saying her section chief claimed he was incredibly skilled and that many women who slept with him came back for more, with a lot of repeat customers.

She laughed and said that with his looks, she'd rather be with you than him.

Back then, unlike now, I only felt a secret thrill upon hearing that, without realizing anything else.

She then told me about the deputy section chief, who was always lecherous and wanted to make a move. Several times, while taking her out to meet clients, he would grope her in the car. She couldn't avoid him, so she pretended to be angry once. Now he's much more restrained, but when it's just the two of them in the office, the deputy section chief will find an excuse to get close to her.

I said, "Why do you always sit next to me? I was afraid that guy would harass me." "Yeah, you're so good to me. You never do anything disgusting, and you even try your best to teach me things at work. You go straight home after work every day. You're such a good family man." I said, "I'm just trying to lighten my load. Once you know how, I'll be more relaxed." Forgive my youthful ignorance from years ago. Back then, I didn't have these cunning thoughts I have now. Even though I was constantly influenced by the two section chiefs' malicious behavior, I was still very simple and conservative. I really thought that I was just here to shower and change clothes, and I didn't think about anything else. There

were two beds in the room. I lay on the left, and she lay on the right. They chatted for a long time, and I just listened to her, occasionally responding with a word or two, without doing anything. We were just talking about the embarrassing things the two section chiefs did.

Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore. She made an excuse that the air conditioner was too cold, but it was too hot if she didn't turn it on, so she came to my bed and crawled into my blanket, even though there was only one sheet.

I was stunned. After she finished showering, she was wearing only a bath towel, and she hadn't changed out of the underwear she had just bought. She was wearing nothing underneath!

I was half-sitting watching TV when she came over and immediately grabbed my arm, draping one leg over mine.

Feeling her full breasts beneath my arm, smelling the fresh scent of shower gel, I don't know why, but at that moment I wasn't a man anymore.

I turned around and hugged her tightly, kissing her lips. My hands secretly untied the towel, one hand reaching for her uncontrollable breasts. Her lips were soft, and her breasts, still firm from breastfeeding, were even softer, changing shape between my fingers. After a deep French kiss, I started kissing her neck, her chest, and then her beautiful breasts, even smelling the faint scent of milk on her skin.

The beauty became increasingly aroused, pressing my head down and desperately trying to bring her breasts to my mouth, while her other hand began to reach down, kneading them through my pants.

I never expected our beauty to be so thirsty; it seems her husband hasn't been attentive to her in a long time.

At this point, I was still a little hesitant. After all, I had never seen anything like this before; it was truly my first time encountering something like this. I was wondering if what I was doing was unfair to her husband, and I also felt a little guilty towards my own wife.

I'm not afraid to admit it, but for a moment, that thought really crossed my mind, and even my previously proud little brother seemed to wilt slightly.

Then, our beautiful woman seemed to realize something was wrong. She immediately started unbuckling my belt, reaching into my pants, grabbing my penis, and began stroking it up and down. She pulled down my pants, repeatedly saying, "Give it to me, give it to me quickly." She even forgot about her towel, straddling my lap, and slowly lowered herself onto my vulva, guiding my penis towards her opening. I felt a warm, wet embrace. When she finally sat down, she let out a soft "ah," kneeling beside my legs, clamping them tightly, and then began to rock back and forth. Her large breasts, no longer restrained, bounced up and down. I quickly reached out and grabbed them tightly, kneading them incessantly.

The beautiful woman had started swaying incessantly, gently biting her lip, seemingly afraid to moan loudly.

After watching for a while, I realized the position was off; it was just back-and-forth rubbing, lacking any rhythmic up-and-down movement. It seemed her husband hadn't properly trained her. I quickly started teaching her to adjust her position, half-squatting and moving back and forth alternately.

This worked wonders; soon the woman began to moan uncontrollably, and I increased the pressure of my kneading, quickly bringing her to orgasm.

After a quick shower, she lay down beside me, her face flushed, and wrapped her arms around mine. I couldn't help but ask, "Why are you being so proactive today?" She said, "Those two perverts in the office are always trying to take advantage of me. They're not good people. Only you are kind to me, teaching me how to do things. Today at the banquet, you even helped me fend off drinks. Those two just laughed at me. You also took me home and bought me clothes. All of that made me feel like you're a good man. During my pregnancy, my husband was away on a business trip when I caught him cheating. We hadn't even cleared our WeChat conversations. When you were preparing to take me home today, I decided I wanted to come out with you..." She whispered in my ear, her face still red, and I felt like I was floating on air.

"Every woman is both emotionally blind and wisely farsighted." I later saw this quote online. Perhaps while we men are still thinking about how to gradually undress women and lure them into bed, they've already anticipated this final step, or rather, they've already prepared for it, even when they've decided to be with us, engaging in "solo activities." Sometimes, the hunter becomes the hunted, or perhaps it's a mutual need.

After a short rest, she said, "I know you're not satisfied yet, and I want more too. Now it's your turn." It's hard to resist a beautiful woman's kindness, so

I had no choice but to mount her, giving it my all, working tirelessly with boundless passion. Because I'd had a little alcohol, my stamina was significantly enhanced, and she cried out even louder. Afraid

of disturbing the neighbors, I quickly turned her over, making her lie face down, her mouth facing the pillow so they wouldn't hear. Near the end, I asked her if she wanted to pull out. She said no, she had contraception. So, amidst her increasingly intense cries, I held her tightly, deeply ejaculating my seed into her body, reaching the peak of desire together.

Our first time ended like that, but we both knew this was just the beginning. Many more stories would unfold, including our office trysts and outdoor encounters. We became best colleagues and best lovers.

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