Annual planning

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@@The manager on the other end of the line had already pressed his thick, fleshy penis against Wenjuan's chest. The experienced manager knew he couldn't be too forward with the beauty, or he would end up losing more than he gained. He was gentle and slow, letting the area get used to the touch first, and then rhythmically rubbing and caressing Wenjuan's full breasts through her suit.
@@The manager said: "You know what I did, so be careful not to close the French windows tightly at night, otherwise... hey! hey! hey! ... Also, the rest (I don't want you to wear underwear anymore, you know? ... Hey! Newlywed! Hmph! Not bad! Trust me, I'll definitely make you fall in love with yourself... I never expected you to be a virgin, still so red and tender! But you're very horny, you don't know that yourself, do you? ... Oh! Right! You don't want your new husband to know, do you? Look! Your pussy in the photo is so wet, don't tell me you don't want to at all, hey... hey... hey..."

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A mature young woman like Wenjuan is easily tempted by such teasing. Having tasted the full spectrum of human desire, she is influenced by the alluring thoughts rising in her breasts. In her hazy state, she dreams of a spring dream, not of her husband, but this is not unusual. She hugs her pillow tightly, as if he were her lover from her dream, savoring the pleasure of being caressed. The hand that caresses her breasts is so skillful that it disgusts her, arousing her even through her clothes, and slipping inside her low-cut neckline.

The year is over. Although the new government's policies in the second half of the year have impacted the family business, fortunately, the profits from the first half have been earned, and the overall profit for the year is still acceptable. The strategic research meeting, which has been in preparation for half a month, is about to begin. It will be a five-day meeting to compile the annual budget and the overall plan for the year.
@@As an important cadre within the department, I also had to attend. The official title was "trainee" and "advisor," but in reality, I was acting as a senior assistant. This was because certain figures were inconvenient for the junior assistants to know, and some adjustments to equipment required basic coordination and communication. So, I was essentially "receiving" them.

@@He stared lustfully at Wenjuan's lower body. Luckily, her swimsuit was black, and the water obscured it, but the high slit made it easy to see pubic hair. Could it be...? I took a closer look, and damn it! Unbelievably, a curly pubic hair was visible, particularly alluring against her snow-white thighs.
@@Because the research meeting was held at a five-star hotel in Kenting, and more than half of the itinerary was free time, allowing couples to attend, it was considered a company "perk," and also a way to announce the upcoming year to senior cadres.
@@Having been married for only two months, I naturally brought my beautiful wife, Wenjuan, along.

@@Wenjuan works at a private bank, and the company provides a travel allowance. I don't usually have time to spend with her, so this is a good opportunity for her to rest. As long as she can be with me, I'm content!

@@Summer vacation is over, it's not peak tourist season, and the restaurants are practically empty on weekdays. We were the largest group, so we rested in the afternoon because the long drive had exhausted everyone.

@@I stayed next to the manager, who brought his daughter, Xiaohui, along. Our room was in a good location, right next to the swimming pool. Just opening the floor-to-ceiling window led directly to the pool, which was very convenient and really felt like a vacation. Around 3 or 4 pm, the sun in southern Taiwan was quite hot, so after resting a bit, we changed into our swimsuits and headed to the pool.

@@Wenjuan's beautiful figure immediately drew a flurry of praise, and her colleagues cheered. They had already been playing around for quite a while, and although Wenjuan was wearing a tight-fitting swimsuit, her good figure couldn't be hidden. Especially the rather adorable and sweet Wenjuan, she truly attracted everyone's attention.

@@I saw the manager from the next room also on a poolside lounge chair. The manager, who was nearing middle age (or rather, old age), had a balding head and was leering at my beautiful Wenjuan with a lecherous expression. My wife was embarrassed by it. Please! He could be her father! His daughter is already twenty-one years old, only four years younger than Wenjuan.

@@I only heard the manager say: "Good lad, I didn't expect your wife to be so beautiful! A good figure looks good in anything, and even better without clothes! A bad figure looks bad in anything, and even worse without clothes! Is your name Wenjuan? Good! Good! Not bad! Not bad!..." As he spoke, he shook her hand. I cursed inwardly: You lecherous bastard!

@@Yesterday morning was a meeting, and my family went sightseeing by tour bus. A long morning of discussions finally came to a conclusion. Thankfully, it wasn't a meeting without discussion. I was starving, and it was already past 1 PM, so I quickly went downstairs to eat at the European-style buffet and went back to my room to rest. Wenjuan and her family had just returned from their outing, so I went upstairs with her to eat as well. Since I was full, I wanted to order some wine to try.

@@Wenjuan, who had been playing all morning, was thirsty. The sweet, icy cocktail was refreshing, and she downed two glasses in no time. I reminded her not to drink it on an empty stomach, as it had a strong aftereffect and could make her drowsy. She was confident in her alcohol tolerance, and since I couldn't be with her in the afternoon, she figured she could just take a nap, since she was tired from playing all morning.
@@In the afternoon, the meeting ended around 3 PM. The supervisors left first, leaving the rest to us lowly staff. There was still a lot to do! Thankfully, my efforts over the past two weeks hadn't been in vain; the budget I'd prepared wasn't too outrageous. I just needed to finish today's conclusions. Yay!!

@@Dragging my sleepy feet back to the room, I watched the curtains sway in the breeze, heard the sounds of children playing in the pool outside the French windows…this was what a vacation should be like!

@@My wife was still wearing the casual suit she'd worn that morning, lying on the bed, her long eyelashes covering her eyes. She was sleeping soundly. My beautiful Wenjuan!
I filled the tub with hot water, ready to take a nice soak and sweat it out. It felt wonderful. Including last night, I'd already had sex with Wenjuan four times in total. She looks pure and beautiful, but she's actually quite lustful. However, we didn't go overboard. Sometimes I was genuinely worried she'd cheat on me, because she'd mentioned while I was with her that she fantasized about having sex with other men. So, I needed to satisfy her properly later. It
felt so good that I accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub.

In my drowsy state, I heard someone call out, "Excuse me!"... Still not fully conscious, I was too lazy to move or answer. But then I heard a rustling sound. Looking through the plastic curtain of the large bathroom, I saw the manager, wearing swim trunks and a towel, suddenly appear in our room. This startled me awake. What was he going to do?!

@@Pu Bubo Yi Pillow Wolf 9 Yi υ Juan had already woken up. The warm afternoon, enhanced by the fine wine, was pleasantly intoxicating. She was enjoying the man's comforting gesture, emboldened by the alcohol. The usually gentle and virtuous Wen Juan didn't have much sexual experience, but as her husband, I knew perfectly well how sensitive my wife's body was. Having been with many women, I knew Wen Juan was easy to please; her mature body exuded a sexy allure.
@@I only saw the beer-bellied manager looking around furtively, seemingly certain there was no one else. I hid behind the curtain, wanting to see what he was up to. He didn't notice me soaking in the bathtub.

The manager, after swimming for a while, wanted to go back to his room to apply sunscreen. Looking out, each room was clearly separated into individual cubicles, making it easy to mistake one for the other. He entered the wrong room and immediately realized his mistake upon seeing Wenjuan sleeping soundly on the bed, which is why I heard him repeatedly apologizing. Then, seeing that Wenjuan was completely still and indeed fast asleep, he was immediately overcome with lust. He glanced around, then remembered I was probably still organizing materials. Reassured, he went to the room and locked the door, so even if I went back, I wouldn't be able to open it.

What a wicked plan! Little did he know I had already finished organizing and slipped back to my room.

@@Just watching him boldly approach Wenjuan's bed, I really wanted to call him, but because of that, I was even more curious to see what he was up to. The manager's fat body was facing away from the bathroom door, so I didn't have to worry about being discovered by him. But my worries were unnecessary, because the manager's eyes were completely attracted to my beautiful new wife.

The khaki suit exudes vitality and casualness, while the off-the-shoulder design adds a touch of femininity to the relaxed look. Her slender legs beneath the short, wide skirt perfectly match beauty pageant standards. Wenjuan, reclining on her side, has her beautiful figure clearly and boldly outlined. I saw the manager slowly approach Wenjuan's body with his dirty hand. From this angle, his back was obscured by his body, so I didn't know if he touched her. Without confirmation, I couldn't intervene.

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@@Wenjuan, who had drunk a glass of wine at noon, was now in the midst of the alcohol and was sleeping soundly. In her hazy sleep, she felt a strange comfort in her chest, so soft, so gentle, so comforting. She moved her head and buried her face in the soft pillow. Her long hair was spread out on the pillow. I thought she must not have been touched, otherwise she couldn't have not felt it! I saw her pull up her left leg and reach out to hug the pillow, like a cute little child. Little did she know that her manager had already been playing with my wife's body behind my back.

@@The intense itching was unbearable for Wenjuan. Her husband, contrary to his usual behavior, patiently stroked her. In the dim light, she secretly cooperated with his strokes. "Sweet! You've made me all wet down there..." she hummed softly, making very soft "Mmm! Mmm!" sounds.

The manager, who had mistakenly entered his subordinate's bedroom, hadn't expected to succeed so easily. He kept glancing out the window for anyone approaching, because in his mind, this was the only entrance and exit, and also the only way he could escape. Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly before him, he felt it would be a disservice not to touch her. Touching her breasts alone wasn't enough to satisfy his lust. He casually unbuttoned her blouse; a whole row of buttons came undone as he carefully unbuttoned it. Wenjuan, unaware of what was happening, cooperated and let him unbutton it.
At this moment, the drowsy Wenjuan finally saw the man's figure before her. With her severe nearsightedness, Wenjuan only saw a man in swimming trunks pulling open her clothes. Although she couldn't see clearly, she could still tell that this wasn't her husband.

@@Maybe it's a dream? That's just wishful thinking on my part. But she didn't have much time to think it through, because the pink, sexy lingerie was right in front of her, a sight she could never realistically expose to other men. After being thoroughly caressed, Wenjuan became more open, her strapless bra easily coming off inside her loosened suit jacket with a "pop!"

@@By this point, I clearly understood his intentions. I never expected that the manager would strip Wenjuan of most of her clothes in such a moment of carelessness, and even more unexpectedly, Wenjuan was so cooperative, showing immense pleasure.
@@Her tender red nipples swayed in the lecherous manager's hands. Wenjuan's breasts were truly dreamlike; he was kneading and squeezing them. Was Wenjuan really so oblivious? Letting other men play with her like this without even realizing it?

@@But upon closer inspection, it wasn't quite like that. My wife's body was subtly writhing, arching her back to allow the manager to touch her, teasing her erect, luscious nipples. Would Wenjuan suggest Lang Pan come?

@@The despicable, lecherous manager noticed Wenjuan's conscious state. Although she dared not resist, seeing that time might be running out, he devised a plan. With a clean and swift movement, he removed Wenjuan's last layer of clothing, and Wenjuan immediately curled up into a ball.
@@This despicable, rotten manager was actually playing with his subordinate's wife! Even more unbelievable was that my penis, which was soaking in the bathtub, was hard and swollen. Subconsciously, it seemed like he wanted my wife to be naked. The most unforgivable thing was that I was enjoying it, but deep down I was still very averse. No man likes being cuckolded, and I was no exception.

@@As her desire surged, Wenjuan, as if experiencing a sudden, overwhelming moment, was overwhelmed by the shame and embarrassment of her current situation. Unable to resist, Wenjuan could only silently restrain herself from losing control; otherwise, how could she face this situation?

@@The manager said to Wenjuan, "How is it? My little darling, weren't you enjoying yourself just now? Why are you being so reserved now?"

@@Wenjuan, clutching her chest, timidly replied, "No way! You...you...don't come any closer..."

@@The manager, like a predator playing with its prey, forcefully groped Wenjuan's breasts with both hands, causing Wenjuan to instinctively cover her chest with her hands. Unexpectedly, this was a surprise attack; the fat, dirty hands nimbly attacked Wenjuan's genitals...
@@"Still saying you don't want it? See? This is the proof, your cunt is overflowing with juices!"

@@The key to Wenjuan's survival was that she didn't have much time to resist. Her body, desperate and relentlessly defiant, betrayed her master's desires. A few weak moans escaped her lips: "No...no...don't...no...ah...ah...ah...um...no...don't dig...don't...oh...okay...ah...ah...no..." increasingly sounded like moans of pleasure. Her hands, which had been protecting her breasts, began to gently rub them.

@@I, in the bathtub, didn't hear it, but the manager stood there for a while, and I could easily guess he wasn't doing anything good.
@@The manager used his arms to spread Wenjuan's thighs, but she didn't resist much. Wenjuan still couldn't shake off her shyness, but her pleas for mercy clearly turned into lewd moans.

Just as I was about to yell at him, the manager suddenly spread his hands and picked up the company property I had brought—a digital camera. This action caught me completely off guard. A series of clicks followed, and he began photographing Wenjuan's lewd, naked body on the bed.

Wenjuan was startled and tried her best to cover herself, but it was all in vain; the camera was brand new and had high resolution. The wicked manager then picked up the underwear from the floor and searched our bags, emptying Wenjuan's underwear. Terrified, Wenjuan was naked and dared not move.

After taking everything, the manager returned to the bedside and brazenly reached out to touch Wenjuan's large breasts. Wenjuan couldn't dodge in time and could only submit to his lust.

The obese, nauseating manager chuckled as he walked out. His wife, Li Hao, pulled off her clothes, glanced in the mirror, and her nipples were unmistakably prominent. She looked empty-handed and hurriedly left, probably wanting to find me. How should I comfort her? Thankfully, she doesn't know I was hiding in the bathtub.

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