female manager of the company

Immediately after my discharge from the military, I applied for a car loan specialist position at a private bank. Having graduated from a business school, I had always planned to work in a bank, especially since I love cars and my uncle is a used car dealer, so I wasn't worried about my sales. This job was quite satisfying.

Because the bank's deposit and loan departments were separate, more than half of our office staff were consumer finance professionals handling mortgages, car loans, and other credit matters in the northern region. The other half were assistants handling credit investigations and loan disbursements. Our car loan department head was the assistant manager, overseeing all car loan business. Then there was a female supervisor in the assistant group, Yanling, born in 1962, with long hair and quite pretty. And she was... the protagonist of my story!

I remember my first day at work, being a newbie... Lacking any business background or connections, the assistant manager asked me to get some information on car dealers that cooperate with our bank's loan business from a part-time worker named Xiaorou in the assistant group. He wanted me to start with dealers I was familiar with and gradually expand the business scope. Of course, at the time, I didn't know who Xiaorou was! I asked the assistant manager, who said, "It's that long-haired girl in casual clothes!" So I walked over to a long-haired girl in casual clothes who was on the phone and said, "Xiaorou, the assistant manager asked me to get some information on car dealers that cooperate with our bank's loan business from you." But she was on the phone and looking down at her documents, so she probably didn't hear me call her! Out of politeness, I waited for her to finish her call and asked her for the information again. Unexpectedly, she looked up at me but ignored me, staring at me with her large, clear eyes. I was stunned; this part-time worker was actually quite beautiful—an oval face, slender eyebrows, clear eyes, and long, brown-streaked hair. But I noticed a hint of suspicion and displeasure in her eyes. I really wanted to tell her, "Beautiful women shouldn't be angry!"

Suddenly, I heard whispers and soft laughter behind me. Just as I was feeling a bit strange, a sweet voice called my name. I thought, "Hmm! Another beautiful woman. There are so many pretty female colleagues in this company. I'm so lucky to work here." I turned around, ready to admire the woman who had called me… …What the… ghost…?!

It was a chubby girl calling me! I estimated her weight to be at least 80 kilograms. It was unbelievable! I barely managed to suppress my shock and asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

She handed me a document, her voice laced with a smirk, "I'm Xiaorou. This is the car dealer information the manager asked me to give you." After giving me the document, she returned to her seat. Her voice was that sweet voice that had just called me. Ugh! A classic voice killer. If she worked at a 0204 telephone company, I'm sure her business would be booming. It's just a pity her looks and figure are a bit disappointing. I guess I called her Xiaorou because of her soft voice; her appearance and figure are anything but soft. Wait… she's Xiaorou… then who was that long-haired beauty just now?

At that moment, the long-haired beauty asked me in a cold tone, "Were you calling me just now?" I was so embarrassed. I could only apologize and say I had mistaken her for someone else! Then she glared at me with her bright eyes, got up from her seat, and returned to her seat. She asked her colleague, Ah Zhen, who sat behind her, who the long-haired girl was. He laughed and said, "You'll find out soon enough, you don't even recognize her..." Looking back at the assistant manager, he was laughing too. Suddenly, it felt like everyone in the office was laughing at me. Soon after, the long-haired girl returned to her seat in her uniform, her expression still showing signs of anger. No wonder she was angry! Such a beautiful woman had mistaken her for that assassin, and she was a full-time employee who was being treated like a part-time worker. That was wrong of me. As she passed my seat, I smiled at her, but she glared at me with a cold, slightly murderous look. Good heavens! Was it really necessary to hate me so much for just mistaking someone? I glanced down at the name tag hanging around her neck… Li Yanling… Ah! Isn't that our assistant team leader? My fate is truly tragic. On my very first day at work, I was targeted by the notoriously difficult and demanding supervisor, as my colleagues described her. How awful! But how come she looks so young even though she's a supervisor? It's strange!

Later, persuaded by other colleagues and thinking about my future, I decided to apologize to her. At lunch, I ran into Yanling and a group of female assistants in the restaurant. I originally planned to apologize to her privately, but the other colleagues said that having more people around to see me get yelled at would show my sincerity. What kind of logic is that?! Anyway, I did as they said, mustering my courage to walk to their table. Just as I was about to speak, she spoke first, saying, "You don't need to say anything. I know what you want to say. I'm eating right now, and I don't want to spoil my appetite. We can talk later!" I…%&#*@*… What the heck?! My apology was rejected. It's not like it was all my fault. The assistant manager's explanation was unclear—what kind of long-haired girl in casual clothes was that? Besides, you were late for work and missed the morning meeting, missing our new staff's self-introductions. Of course I didn't know you! Honestly, don't think you're so important just because you're pretty and a supervisor. Let me tell you, I don't give a damn about you! Sigh! I had no choice but to go back to my seat and continue eating. Behind me, I heard whispers and faint laughter. How pathetic!

After spending some time together and getting to know each other better, we gradually forgot about that incident. Plus, I'm pretty good-looking and have a good sense of humor, so I quickly became friends with the female assistants, especially with my colleagues in the car loan business. I was much more popular than some of the older sales staff. In my mind, since we're all working together in the same group, as long as I meet the company's performance targets, if there are other cases that haven't met the targets by the end of the month, I'll try my best to pass them on. We can all make money, so why be so calculating? I'll help you this month, but it doesn't necessarily mean I'll let you off the hook next month. You'll be helping me for a month; but our other female sales representative, Alan, is so unconcerned with you. She takes on all the cases herself, and she's almost always number one every month. She also often boasts, "She's the one who carries the car loan department's performance." So, among her colleagues, no one gets along very well with her. But for some reason, Yanling and she get along very well. They're often chatting and laughing in the office, I don't know what they're discussing, and they even go to the balcony to smoke together. This makes her less appealing to me, probably because I don't smoke. I've always thought that girls who smoke have no class!

Later, I learned why my colleagues all thought Yanling was a "super-tough tigress." Actually, she was just very meticulous. For business applications, if there were missing documents, or if there were missing signatures or stamps, she wouldn't review the documents. Without reviewed documents, the application couldn't be sent to the credit department for loan approval. She was very particular about this and wouldn't make any exceptions. If her female assistant made a mistake, she would usually reprimand her mercilessly. No wonder my colleagues didn't like her. Plus, she was quite young to have become a manager, and she had good relationships with some of the assistant managers and managers above her, so it was inevitable that some rumors would circulate. I was still very curious about her, but because of the "mistaken identity incident," I didn't dare to ask her about her personal life.

I remember that Sunday, I was at my uncle's car dealership, chatting and drinking tea with some car salespeople, trying to build relationships. Getting to know more car dealers would help my sales. Then, through the window, I saw two women looking at cars. Huh! "Isn't that Yanling and Alan?!" I immediately went out to greet them. It turned out that Yanling wanted to buy a car and invited Alan to come and look at cars together. Hmm! Having someone knowledgeable about the car market with you makes it less likely to be ripped off by car dealers. This trick really works! Of course, since the buyer is both a colleague and a supervisor, and the seller is also an acquaintance, the price is easy to negotiate. It was clear that Yanling really liked a Volkswagen Lupo, so we agreed on a price close to the dealership's cost. After receiving the deposit from Yanling, we agreed that the balance would be paid in the morning, the ownership transfer would be completed in the afternoon, and the car could be delivered in the evening.

The next day, Yanling brought me the remaining payment and her ID stamp so I could help her transfer the car registration to her name. She then asked if I could give her a ride to pick up the car that evening. Of course! It's my honor to serve such a beautiful lady! While filling out forms at the vehicle inspection station, I learned that Yanling was from Penghu. I wondered if she lived alone in Taipei or with her family. I decided to ask her that evening. After get off work, on my way to the car dealership, I asked Yanling again and learned that she lived alone in Banqiao. She used to live with her sister and brother, but after her sister got married last year and her brother went to serve in the military this year, she lived alone in Taipei. Her parents and relatives all lived in Penghu, so she had no one in Taipei. She had been working at the bank as a part-time worker since her second year of high school in the night school, and had worked there until she graduated from her two-year vocational college. It had been almost ten years since then, and her seniority was even longer than our assistant manager's. Yes, he didn't become a full-fledged bank employee until he graduated from junior college. No wonder she became a supervisor at such a young age and is so familiar with so many senior managers in the company. As we chatted, the conversation turned to her boyfriend. She said she and her boyfriend had been together for more than three years, but her boyfriend works for an import and export trading company and often travels to mainland China for business. She said her boyfriend is about to be transferred to Taiwan and they will probably get married next year. The man who can marry her is really lucky. As for me, although I had a few girlfriends in college, I still feel that my love life is still a blank. Maybe it's because I haven't met a girl that I want to settle down with! So she comforted me, saying, "Your conditions are pretty good, you'll definitely find someone. There are many nice girls in the company who are currently single, and they all have a good impression of you. Be proactive, you'll definitely find someone." I asked her, "In the company... who has a good impression of me?" She said, "Like Xiaozhen, Yingqi, Jiapei, Tingting, they all have a good impression of you. They often mention you when they chat. Oh, and there's also Xiaorou...!" I...＃％＆＊※＃... Even after everything's over, she still doesn't forget to tease me, really.

Later, I had more to talk about with Yanling. Sometimes when I worked overtime and got off work late, I would ask her to have dinner with everyone before going home. One day, Yanling suddenly came to ask me if I was free in the afternoon, and if I could go to the inspection station with her. I was free in the afternoon! Going with you is of course no problem, but don't you have to work? Although I'm in sales and don't have to come back to swipe my clock-out card, don't you have to work? If she had to take half a day off, she might as well take the whole day. It turned out she was planning to skip work for a few hours that afternoon to go to the vehicle inspection station. Apparently, someone had pranked her by spraying the license plate of her beloved Lupo black, so she needed to get a new one and wanted to choose a better number. She also said that her current license plate number was bad and had already caused her two minor accidents. It's like blaming the toilet for your own pee! "1212" is a good license plate! How could you say it's bad?

Upon arriving at the vehicle inspection station, the same situation repeated itself. Many touts along the roadside blocked your car, offering to handle various inspection-related matters for you. Don't let them handle it for you, because their fees are exorbitant. For example, transferring vehicle ownership yourself only costs NT$500 in various fees, though it involves queuing and takes time. While going through the touts is faster, the price is at least NT$1000 or more. This is because they are well-connected with the station staff and directly go to the counter to have the process done. That day, Yanling was probably in a bad mood, and with someone blocking her way, she honked her horn to get the tout to move. The tout sweared angrily. Good heavens! Sister, please control yourself!

After parking, Yanling went to queue, while I sat and waited for her. After the new license plates were processed, as we were leaving the station, I walked ahead and she followed behind. Suddenly, I heard her scream. I turned around and... oh my god!

A man spat betel nut juice on the back of her clothes. That man was the same scalper from the vehicle inspection station she'd honked at earlier, telling him to move. I rushed over to confront him. More and more people gathered, and the man claimed Yanling had bumped into him and hadn't apologized. Eventually, someone intervened to smooth things over, and the man nonchalantly rode away. Yanling, however, was terrified by the scalper and stood to the side, crying. I thought the betel nut juice on her skin was sticky and greasy, especially in summer; clothes stained with it would be disgusting. So I said to Yanling, "I'll take you home to shower later. I'll ask for leave for you this afternoon; don't go back to the company." At that moment, she could only nod and cry; she couldn't do anything else.

In the car, she sat on the back seat and asked me to take off my shirt for her, then told me not to turn around. But while she was changing, I couldn't resist stealing a glance in the rearview mirror. Wow, she really had a great figure, quite large breasts, and she was wearing a bright red bra. It made my penis hard. Then, when she took off her bra, I looked up and quickly looked straight ahead, ready to be taken advantage of. All the way home, I kept comforting her, telling her not to bother with that kind of person, not to be angry, and that I'd take her to a spirit medium another day.

When we arrived at her place, she asked me to sit on the sofa and wait while she took a shower, promising to return my shirt later. While she was showering, I took a look around her apartment. It was a suite, quite clean. Next to the bed were photos of her and her boyfriend. Actually, her boyfriend wasn't bad-looking, not very handsome, and a bit chubby. Why would Yanling choose her? How strange!

Later, Yanling came out of the shower wearing a bathrobe. I hadn't seen her take any clothes when he went in to shower, so I figured she was probably naked under the bathrobe. Thinking about it, I got hard again. Yanling opened her small refrigerator and asked me what I wanted to drink. I said anything was fine, so she took out two bottles of beer and asked me to drink with her to calm her down. While we drank, I tried to keep her from thinking about what had just happened. When we talked about her boyfriend, she said that he wasn't actually the person she loved most, but he was really good to her, so she decided to marry him. So I asked her who she loved most. She said it was 1212, which was her ex-boyfriend's birthday, December 12th. No wonder she said the license plate number was bad; it turns out 1212 cheated on her and dumped Yanling. She said she never wanted to meet a man like that, he was too despicable. However, Yanling said that 1212 was her first boyfriend, so she couldn't forget him. After Yanling found out that he was cheating on her, she became self-destructive and ruined herself by seeking one-night stands to get revenge on 1212. How foolish! Of course, the result was only to hasten 1212's departure. Her current boyfriend is her elementary school classmate. They met by chance, and he appeared by Yanling's side when she was at her weakest emotionally. They are both from Penghu, so he takes good care of Yanling, and Yanling decided to marry him.

Later, as Yanling drank, she started talking nonsense. I figured she must be drunk, so I decided to leave. But Yanling grabbed me and wouldn't let me go. Suddenly, her lips touched mine. I already wanted it, and now, in this situation, I couldn't resist. So we kissed passionately. I made Yanling lie flat on the bed, then I took off my clothes, followed by her bathrobe. Sure enough, she was naked underneath. After a passionate, unrestrained kiss, I caressed her breasts with my tongue. Yanling's rosy nipples stood erect under my touch and teasing.

"Ah...ah...um...um...um...ah...ah..." My hand moved to her vulva, gently parting her labia with two fingers and inserting one finger into her vagina, moving it around. "Ah...ah...um...um...um...ah..." After undressing Yanling completely, I started kissing her ears, nose, lips, neck, chest, lower abdomen, pubic hair, thighs, and back to her labia. Yanling moaned softly as I kissed her, her juices flowing freely.

I moved my penis to her lips, and she began to suck on it automatically, even stroking it with her fingers and scratching my scrotum, while I continued licking her labia. After a while, Yanling seemed about to climax. I stopped immediately. I told her, "Suck it out! And suck it clean." Yanling nodded and sucked even harder. I continued licking her labia, but tried to prevent her from climaxing. Yanling was left hanging in mid-air, her body burning with desire, her vagina constantly flowing with juices. I ejaculated soon after, and Yanling sucked all the semen clean. I let her suck for a while longer, then I moved my penis away from her mouth and spread her legs. "Wow! How come you're so wet?" I looked at Yanling's face again. "Wow! How did she become so popular? Looks like I can't quell her lust without giving her a good beating."

I aimed my penis at her vagina and thrust it all the way in. Then came another round of frenzied thrusting. After a while, I laid her on the bed, placed a pillow under her buttocks to allow my penis to penetrate deeply into her vagina, and then hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, pumping vigorously. Each thrust was to go all the way in, then withdraw to the vaginal opening and thrust in again. Yanling was so aroused by my thrusting that her vaginal fluids and lymphatic fluids flowed freely. Under the numbing effect of alcohol, I had no urge to ejaculate. Yanling spread her thighs, letting her clitoris enjoy the pleasure transmitted to her brain by my

thrusting! After a while, Yanling let out a short gasp and hugged my back tightly, experiencing a passionate orgasm! I didn't stop and continued thrusting into her vagina. Her vaginal fluids were brought out by my glans with "plop! plop! plop!" The area around her labia was covered in foam. With the "slap! slap!" sounds of my vigorous thrusting, Yanling orgasmed again. Then her eyes rolled back and she fainted?

Although my penis felt incredibly good from the contractions of her vagina during her orgasm, I was still a ways from ejaculating! I stopped, gently stroking Yanling's face and body for a while, until she slowly came to her senses. I asked, "Ling, are you alright?" Yanling, as if parched by rain, gasped and moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...oh! Mmm...mmm...ah...ah, I...ah! So...ah...so good! Ah mmm...mmm...ah...ah, I...ah...faster...!...!" I asked Yanling, "Was it good? Want more?" Just as Yanling squinted and was about to nod, I heard her say, "Ah!..." Then she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her brows furrowed and her legs straight.

Seeing that she had orgasmed, I quickly accelerated and thrust into her again. It seemed Yanling had reached her peak? Her eyes were slightly open, revealing a hint of white, her breath coming in soft gasps, almost in a semi-conscious state. I stopped, gently stroking her breasts and repeatedly kissing her lips. It took Yanling a while to come to her senses, but her body was still trembling slightly.

I gently stroked her face and said, "How does it feel? Is it comfortable?" Yanling kissed me and nodded, saying, "I feel like I'm flying!" After letting her rest for a while, I said, "Turn over." Yanling turned over and lay face down on the bed. I lay on top of her and inserted my penis into her vagina from under her buttocks. Another round of frenzied thrusting ensued, but this time I wanted to ejaculate on my own. But unexpectedly, just when I felt I was about to reach my climax, Yanling had another orgasm! Her vagina tightened during her orgasm, almost making me lose control!

I quickly pulled out my penis and ejaculated on Yanling's buttocks. Afterwards, I held Yanling and lay on her bed to rest. Neither of us went back to the company to ask for leave in the afternoon, but what did it matter? This beauty, Yanling, had submitted to me like this. It was such a great afternoon!

The next day when I went to work, Yanling blushed slightly when she saw me. After that, Yanling's small apartment became our private room for making love, until Yanling's boyfriend was transferred back to Taiwan, which ended our absurd relationship.

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