The company's switchboard operator

After a friend introduced me to the switchboard operator at his company, she couldn't stop thinking about me, so I arranged to meet her for dinner. During dinner, she insisted on paying, and I was happy to be a kept woman.
After dinner, we took a walk, and I accompanied her back to an office building on Zhongxiao East Road. I don't know who initiated it, but it was a bit of a push and pull, and we ended up walking back hand in hand.
She was a second-year student at a private university's evening program. Her figure was so stunning that her male colleagues (including my friend Guo) were all drooling over her. She was about 166cm tall, fair-skinned, with regular features, long hair, and an indescribable alluring sex appeal. Her colleagues were so...well, I can totally understand. But they all assumed she was a virgin, and since we worked together every day, no one dared to actually make a move on her. They could only take advantage of their free time to grope her, and that's how the opportunity ended up falling into my lap, an outsider.
Getting back to the point, as we approached her office building, I asked her, "Are you almost at your office?" She said, "Yes." Thinking I couldn't miss this opportunity, I leaned in and gave her a goodbye kiss on the cheek, instantly turning her face bright red. I noticed that when I leaned in to kiss her, her lips instinctively moved closer. However, there were too many pedestrians on Zhongxiao East Road and Dunbei Road, and I didn't dare kiss her so casually on our first date alone. Nevertheless, her face was indeed as red as an apple. I knew she had a boyfriend, a classmate, but the problem was I also had quite a few female friends, including a girlfriend I'd been with for a long time. A young man's life isn't complete without a bit of romance; when the desires lead, who can resist?!
So I accompanied her into the office building. Luckily, it was just the two of us in the elevator. As soon as we entered, she pressed the X floor button, and we immediately embraced and kissed passionately. Honestly, I'd never met such a direct, unpretentious, and instantly compatible pair before; we were completely pressed together. My hands roamed all over her body, and she wasn't going to be outdone. She placed her hands behind my back and explored my broad back.
In the elevator, after she pressed the X floor button, I took the initiative to move closer to her, looking like I was going to devour her. So, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, we hit it off immediately. Things progressed so fast that I felt like I was in a dream. We kissed passionately until the elevator doors opened. She reluctantly left the elevator, but when she saw that no one was around, she ran back and kissed me again. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms. I pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator ascended to a higher floor. This time, besides kissing her passionately, my hands moved erratically towards her full buttocks, kneading and rubbing them. Ha, I was truly in heaven. The thrill of the affair, coupled with the alluring and fiery beauty in my arms (the switchboard operators in these commercial areas are usually located at the entrance of a company, carefully selected for their beauty and tall stature, representing the company's first impression and providing a feast for the eyes of visiting guests and working colleagues—all these responsibilities fall on these beauties), I used all my kissing and teasing skills, exploring and ravaging her mouth with my fragrant tongue, making her entire pretty face burn like fire, her large, watery eyes exuding a seductive charm as if dripping water.
After exiting the elevator, I first peeked out to make sure no one was there, then pulled her to the stairwell (not the elevator), finding the entrance between the 1x and 1x floors, where I brazenly let my hands roam freely over this beauty's body, caressing her up and down. Gradually, amidst her heavy breathing, my hands slowly moved towards her full breasts, but she held them back, as she still wanted to hold back a little (I guessed). I tried a few more times, but the situation was the same, so I had no choice but to save it for next time to fully savor this ecstatic pleasure. So I changed my strategy, using my thighs to spread her legs, which were clad in a short skirt, and rubbing my thighs together between her legs in circles, making her moan uncontrollably (I later learned that she really liked to shout out loud during sex).
Office ladies (OLs) working in commercial areas are usually required by company rules to wear short skirts and sexy attire, and they often suffer from the sexual harassment of colleagues and guests. Some may find it disgusting, while others are aroused. Due to various relationships with colleagues, they can't openly engage in office romances, but deep down they may be restless and bored with work, often reading romance novels, inevitably leading to a surge of desire that becomes uncontrollable. The above is my anecdote about my crazy encounters with an OL in the office building, every word is true. I'll see how the readers react before posting it, along with my other romantic encounters and the subsequent developments with this OL. —Entangled
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love and desire, wild and unrestrained, witnessing all the vicissitudes of life, surrounded by beautiful women and dancing birds, tasting all the flavors of life… A man who isn't romantic in his youth has wasted his life.

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Last time, I mentioned how OL and I had a wild time in the stairwell of her office building. We were still dressed up at 2 AM. The next day, I was really burning with desire, so I called her company early in the morning to ask her to come to my place in the afternoon or maybe watch an MTV and go shopping. She readily agreed, saying on the phone that she really wanted to see me again. She said my call and teasing made her feel hot all over and she wanted to skip work. So she used the excuse of having to study for an exam that evening to ask for an afternoon off from work, and I picked her up and took her to my rented place near the mansion.
As soon as I entered, I locked the door and saw her pretty face was flushed. She probably guessed what might happen next from me locking the door. Last time, we didn't have a private place where we could be unrestrained. I remembered my friend's request to confirm if she was a virgin. Her colleagues had always had this concern, and since she was still a student and we all had to go to work together every day, no one dared to actually make a move.
As soon as she entered my room, I leaned over and gently pulled her into my arms. We stood face to face, her curvaceous figure and ample breasts pressed against my chest, making my breath quicken. I whispered in her ear, "You smell so good! Your skin is so soft." Then I began kissing her earlobe, my lips and tongue moving downwards. She responded with rapid breathing, her fiery passion almost melting me. Our tongues intertwined, exploring each other's mouths.
Of course, my hands weren't idle either. From caressing her back to squeezing her buttocks, I lifted her skirt and slipped my hands inside, kneading her panties, trying to grasp them tightly with my whole hand, increasing the pressure of my squeezes, intensely fueling her desire. My hands roamed like snakes across her back and buttocks. By this time, my hands had already slipped outside her clothing, roaming freely over her smooth, white skin, squeezing her buttocks. Our bodies remained pressed together, my erection already pressing against her, making her body even hotter.
I slightly parted the distance between us, my lips and tongue lightly brushing against her lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water, my hands caressing her ample breasts, slowly unbuttoning her clothes.
She was wearing a business suit today, with a short skirt (not a tight skirt, but a short, open one), no stockings. After unbuttoning two or three buttons at her chest, I saw pink lace-trimmed demi-cup bras, gently supporting her proud 35C figure. I slightly squatted, burying my head in her neck, my lips and tongue beginning to roam from her fair neck to between her breasts, my hands still caressing her full hips and thighs.
She couldn't help but start to moan softly, so I stood up, pulled her to the bed, and made her lie down—
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Love and desire intertwined, wild and unrestrained, seeing all the ways of the world, rouge and silk leaning against a crowd of orioles dancing wildly, tasting all the flavors of this world °° A man who is not romantic in his youth has wasted his life.

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