OL married woman

OL Married Woman (

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It was 2006. I switched jobs to a real estate company.

It was a large company, with several hundred employees. My department had about 20 or 30 people. The first time I reported to the company, I fell in love with her.

It was summer that year. The female employees were all wearing white short-sleeved shirts and black skirt suits, which gave me the impression that the company was quite nice. The manager assigned me a seat, and I went to her to get office supplies.

"Hello, I'm here to collect my office supplies,"

the woman, who had been looking down, glanced up at me. Her delicate face and clear eyes made my heart pound. When she looked down again, the snow-white skin exposed by her shirt, accentuated by a platinum necklace, was incredibly alluring.

"You're new here, right? Wait a minute, I'll register you and call you to come pick it up later." Seeing my lecherous stare, the woman seemed a little embarrassed.

This was my first interaction with her, nothing special, but I immediately felt a strong urge to possess her. Later, I learned she was married to a vice president of the company, and because of her husband, she became the office manager at only 26. She was also quite aloof; because of my abruptness, she remained cold towards me and seemed to dislike me.

There were quite a few women in the office, including several very attractive female college graduates. Because of their good looks and excellent work skills, they became supervisors in less than six months. Several of the unmarried office ladies were interested in me, and I even dated one or two of them, but deep down, my favorite was Lin, the vice president's wife.

But such things are rarely one-sided, especially since she has a family and children. I heard she has a two- or three-year-old son, and her husband is quite handsome—tall and dashing, making even a self-proclaimed outstanding young talent like myself feel inferior, not to mention the vast difference in our positions. So for over a year, I've only thought about it, occasionally taking advantage of work opportunities to smell her unique perfume up close, admiring her beautiful legs under her stockings from afar, imagining her snow-white naked body beneath her uniform. Every time I interact with her, my mind is filled with fantasies of roughly stripping her clothes off and frantically possessing this beautiful married woman's body. She seems never to have considered that I, a seemingly refined man, have already mentally raped her a hundred times—it's an almost perverse psychological state.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another year went by. Another summer arrived, and I never expected that the opportunity to finally kiss her would come this summer.

That time, the company assigned me to shoot a video, mainly to advertise the real estate project the company was selling. I brought a team from the advertising company and we were scouting locations throughout the community. We were shooting the interior of a large restaurant, and I arranged with the lobby manager to go in and film. In one of those corners, I saw Lin. She was chatting and laughing with a man, flirting and teasing him. I could hardly believe it. This usually cold and aloof beauty was actually having a rendezvous with a man behind her husband's back. I slowly walked over. Lin saw me too, her face panicked. She quickly stood up.

"You, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to shoot a video," I said, staring intently at her, a pang of sadness in my heart.

"Oh, this is my classmate. We're here to eat," Lin quickly explained, noticing my strange expression.
Because I knew her husband and we had a good relationship, Lin was a little afraid I'd say something inappropriate. "Okay, you guys enjoy your meal. I'm going to shoot now," I said, trying to appear calm. As I turned away, all I could think about was her being pinned down by that man, writhing and submitting to his advances.

Lin was too embarrassed to eat anymore. After a hurried goodbye, she and the man quickly left.

The next day, when Lin saw me, she seemed very awkward, clearly avoiding me because of what happened the day before.
When I got off work, I was busy working overtime and didn't realize it was already 7 pm. Almost everyone in the company had left. I was a little tired and collapsed. I was so tired that I didn't realize how late it was.

On my desk sat a photo of her and her son. Staring at the photo, I imagined Lin's naked body contorted before me. Suddenly, I imagined the man from yesterday, ruthlessly ravaging her, her groans and contractions beneath him. A surge of anger slowly rose within me—the rage of a man seeing the woman he loves being possessed by another woman. The intertwining of anger and lust made me feel suffocated.

Just then, I heard the office door slam open. Strange, who would come so late? I stepped out of the office, and there was Lin, carrying a lunchbox. Our eyes met, and Lin unconsciously lowered her head, the atmosphere becoming somewhat awkward.

"Why are you here? Haven't you gone home yet?" I spoke first. "Yeah, I forgot my things. I saw you were working overtime, so I bought you something to eat," Lin said, her face slightly flushed.

Lin had never treated me like this before; she was usually cold, disdainful, and aloof. Today, I was truly flattered. Of course, I quickly figured out the answer: because of yesterday's incident, she was clearly trying to shut me up. "Thank you. Aren't you going home so late?"

"Yeah, the kids went to grandma's today. My husband, as you know, went on a business trip the day before yesterday."

So you were dating a man? I thought to myself but didn't say it aloud. "You haven't eaten either, have you? Let's eat together."
Lin silently took out the food and laid it out on the table. We sat down and ate in silence. During the meal, I brought up a few topics, but Lin only gave perfunctory replies. I could tell she was preoccupied.

After we finished eating and cleaned up, I poured two glasses of water and gave one to Lin. I knew she was getting to the point.
"Okay, please keep yesterday's incident a secret for me." Lin seemed to have made a lot of decisions, and suddenly got straight to the point. "Was that guy really your classmate?" I asked casually.

"He was my college classmate." Then Lin told me how she and her old classmate had bumped into each other a few days ago, and how they got back together. "My husband and I have a very good relationship, and we have a very happy family." Lin looked at me with pleading eyes. "I really don't want anything to ruin my family, so please keep yesterday's incident a secret for me."

"Have you and your classmate slept together?" I suddenly asked. Lin seemed a little surprised that I asked so directly. She paused for a few minutes, then lowered her head. "No, no, I ran into you after dinner that day, so..."

I felt a surge of secret joy. I knew Lin wasn't good at lying; it seemed this chaste wife hadn't been defiled. My mood improved considerably. "But your husband won't think that way," I teased deliberately.

Lin suddenly grabbed my arm. "Please, please! I have a son. I don't want my husband to know about this." Lin looked at me pleadingly. "My husband, you know, is very jealous. If he finds out, my family will be ruined."

Lin's pitiful appearance touched my heart. I held her hand that was gripping my arm. "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you." Lin's hand was soft and boneless.

Lin's expression, which had been on the verge of tears, suddenly brightened. "Thank you so much."

"Lin, do you know, I really like you." Seeing the dependence on her that I'd never seen before, I couldn't help but confess. Lin's expression suddenly froze for a few minutes. "This...this is impossible! I have a husband, and you have a girlfriend too!" Lin knew I was seeing a woman at work.

"But the first time I saw you, I liked you." I held Lin's hand tightly, staring intently at her. From her trembling body, I knew she must have deeply felt my boiling desire.

"No, no, I've always considered you just a friend, and we're colleagues too. I...I have a husband!" Lin abruptly pulled her hand back. "We can't, and it's impossible."

“Okay,” I stood up. “I won’t force you, but I need to think about what you asked of me.”
Lin’s body trembled suddenly, and she sobbed softly. The usually icy beauty had become a vulnerable lamb.

I ignored her and went straight to the computer to finish writing and organizing the last few files. I knew I couldn’t push such a proud woman too hard; I needed to give her time to think. But I had a feeling something was going to happen tonight.

The office lights were glaringly bright. I went to the door and turned off a few. The corridor outside was dark and quiet. I looked back at Lin, who was still sitting there motionless. She looked pitiful and lost, but I knew she was struggling internally. Her dark hair, pretty face, and voluptuous figure stirred something within me. Would my long-cherished dream come true tonight? I quietly closed the door.

When I got to Lin's side, she looked like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for her father's comfort. I lovingly placed a hand on her shoulder, and Lin jolted awake, shaking herself. When she couldn't be shaken off, she didn't persist, pursing her lips, her face flushed. She was experienced and already knew what was coming, and she seemed to have her answer too.
I squatted down and turned Lin's chair to face me. "Lin, do you know, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

Lin's face was slightly red. Perhaps it had been a long time since she had heard a man confess his love to her so openly, except for her husband. Her eyes avoided mine, but her breathing became rapid with nervousness. Looking at her shy, silent expression, and her full body beneath the thin white shirt, I already felt aroused.

I pulled Lin into a tight embrace, passionately seeking her delicate lips. "Mmm," Lin murmured softly, but before she could escape, her lips were already mine. I greedily sucked on the young woman's fragrant tongue, swirling it intensely in her mouth. Lin instinctively pushed against my chest with one hand, but it seemed so weak. A man can judge whether he can have a woman by the strength of her resistance.

My intuition told me that Lin belonged to me tonight. My heart pounded faster with the act of foreplay, and even more so because she was my dream girl, the wife of a company CEO who was usually aloof and even disdainful of me. I greedily roamed her body, feeling her voluptuous flesh and warm body temperature through her thin shirt.
Lin's struggles and eventual surrender lasted only a few minutes. Deep down, every woman has an inherent capacity for resignation. Lin, as someone else's wife, only resisted initially because of moral considerations, especially since I was someone she had previously disregarded. Thinking of how this woman had once looked down on me, and with a touch of sadism, I gradually increased the pressure in my hands, greedily kneading her body. I possessed Lin's mouth, and I wantonly played with her body. Lin's breathing became increasingly rapid. One hand gripped my greedy hand, seemingly both rejecting and encouraging it, while the other hand unconsciously rested on her chest, seemingly pushing away yet also caressing.

On a summer night, all the lights in an office building were off, except for a dim light in one window. The office was quiet, with only one computer still on. On a desk lay a photograph: a smiling face of a woman and a child. In the photograph, the mother was passionately kissing a man in a corner of the office. The air was filled with their heavy breathing and the woman's shy moans; a battle of lust was about to erupt.

"No, not here," Lin cried out, breathless after I released her after a long kiss, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I love you to death!" Before Lin could react, I pulled her into my arms, one hand greedily caressing her breasts, which I had longed for for so long. They were so soft and elastic. "Mmm," Lin said, grabbing my ravaging hand and pushing me away with the other. Her breasts, never touched by anyone else, were now being wantonly played with by her colleague.

My hand had already slipped under her shirt, parting the bra, and I could feel Lin's breasts. They were fleshy, heavy, and warm. I kneaded them hard, and my lower body involuntarily hardened, pressing against the base of Lin's thighs. Lin could feel the hardness of my lower body. As someone else's wife, she knew that she couldn't escape tonight unless my desire was released.

Lin sighed, her body slowly softening, no longer stiff or resisting. She closed her eyes slightly, letting my lips roam over her face and neck. The platinum necklace Lin wore was the first one I had ever seen. I suddenly remembered the scene when I first met her. How far away we were then, and now I had her.

My movements grew increasingly intense, my hands ravaging Lin's breasts and buttocks, even slipping under her skirt, reveling in the wife's fiery lower body. Lin's most precious private parts were now under my control, finally surrendering completely, even unconsciously stroking my penis under my guidance. It

was too unbearable; my little brother in my pants was already protesting. I quietly released my penis, and Lin's soft, boneless hands gently stroked it. The woman I had once dreamed of had now submitted to me; she was stroking my penis. Thinking of this, my erection grew even harder, seeming to swell even more in Lin's hands.

Lin seemed to feel the heat of my penis, her face burning. In our intimate whispers, Lin's face pressed tightly against mine, her body weakly leaning against me. Lin's shirt was half-open, her snow-white chest skin even more dazzling under the light, her large breasts exposed to the air, her nipples slightly erect, telling of their owner's unbearable heat.

My head rested slightly on Lin's shoulder, her dark hair exuding a faint fragrance. My gaze moved downwards, and Lin's buttocks, encased in a black skirt, were raised, indenting and then returning to their original position under my touch. Today, Lin was wearing flesh-colored stockings and black high heels.

I had Lin hold onto the desk with her back to me, while I squatted down and rolled up her skirt, exposing the full lower body of the married woman, encased in flesh-colored stockings, to my eyes. The stockings perfectly accentuated the woman's thighs, and the narrow white lace panties couldn't cover her snow-white buttocks. Lin had given birth; her buttocks were large and round. I greedily kneaded and kissed Lin's snow-white buttocks, as if trying to embed her into my body. Lin's buttocks and private parts exuded the alluring scent of a mature woman, stimulating my most primal instincts.

I pulled down Lin's panties to her crotch. Lin gasped and turned around as if to resist. I grabbed her, spreading her legs slightly apart with my thighs. Without even taking off her pants, I guided my penis into her wet vagina. It was already overflowing with fluids. Although Lin had a child, her vagina still gripped my penis tightly. Her lower body, now occupied, seemed to both resist and welcome me, twisting and contorting with difficulty.

To make this night unforgettable for Lin, I had to give my all. I held Lin's buttocks and thrust deeply, penetrating her to the very root. Lin groaned, a sound that was both pleasurable and painful, her head tilting back involuntarily. I captured her lips from behind and began to thrust violently.

In the office, a white-collar couple, one a pampered married woman, the other a young and promising man, were both fully clothed, which only made them more alluring. The man held the woman's large breasts from behind, while the other man held her head and kissed her passionately. The woman's legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were slightly parted, her black high heels clicking on the carpet, sometimes rising slightly, sometimes slamming down, moving in sync with the man's piston-like thrusts from behind. The man, meanwhile, was busy fondling the woman's breasts while kissing her, his lower body pumping vigorously. The air was filled with their panting breaths of pleasure—a truly captivating scene of summer's blissful eroticism. After

an hour of intense stimulation, with a muffled groan, my penis ejaculated a gush of pleasure, and Lin and I both reached orgasm.

That night is unforgettable, for it was Lin and my first time, and I had finally met the woman of my dreams.
The next day, I ran into Mr. Wang at the elevator. He was carrying a suitcase, so it seemed he had gone straight from the airport to the company that morning. In the elevator, Mr. Wang chatted with me about some company matters. Looking at his face, my mind was on his wife. Just last night, I was making love with his wife in the office? A strange sense of reality made me doubt the authenticity of last night.

In the office, I saw Lin. She acted as if nothing had happened, wearing a crisp white shirt, with the necklace around her neck that I had almost broken during our encounter last night still hanging there. Lin's hair was as neat and tidy as a mature professional woman's, and I could almost still recall the scent of her hair from last night. When she looked up and our eyes met, there was a hint of shyness and a hint of panic. I approached Lin and whispered, "How was last night?" Lin looked at me in surprise. She hadn't expected me to ask so directly and boldly. A blush crept across her face. "Don't talk nonsense, this is at the company," Lin said, a little angry and a little... Shyly, I smiled. Lin's shy and angry expression was even more beautiful than before.
I finished my work in a cheerful mood, and it was lunchtime at midnight. I wanted to find Lin to go eat, but she was already gone. I guessed she was intentionally avoiding me. I ate with some colleagues and left her a text message. Sitting in a secluded corner of the third-floor corridor, I smoked and waited for Lin to return. Our company is quite large, eight floors, with about two or three departments on each floor. The second floor has a large conference room and an engineering department. This floor is usually quiet, as there are few people there, and the engineering department staff are often out on construction sites.

Looking at a beautiful orchid in the corner, its blossoms pristine and elegant in the smoke, its snow-white petals resembling Lin's skin, I seemed to recall last night—a truly crazy but joyful night.

A series of crisp sounds of high heels clicking on marble floorboards led me to Lin. She was wearing an office lady uniform: a snow-white blouse paired with a dark skirt, and flesh-colored stockings that perfectly accentuated her legs. Her black high heels further emphasized her tall and dignified image as a married woman.

Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Lin quickly walked to my side. "What's wrong? Why did you call me here so urgently?"

"Lin, were you happy yesterday?" I took Lin's hand and pulled her to sit beside me. "You, you shouldn't do this!" Lin instinctively tried to shake my hand off. "We're at the company."

As Lin sat down, her skirt naturally rode up, revealing her shapely thighs clad in stockings. My desire was instantly rekindled. "Lin, I really like you. Last night..."

"Don't say anymore. Let's forget about last night." Lin moved my hand away. "My husband is back too. Don't do this."

"I know. Mr. Wang is back today. I even bumped into him in the elevator this morning and we chatted for a while."

"You, you didn't say anything inappropriate, did you?" Lin looked at me excitedly. "Of course not." I held Lin's soft, boneless hand again. "I would never hurt you. I like you so much."

"Thank you," Lin didn't pull her hand away this time, letting me hold it. "Lin, yesterday was the happiest day of my life. I really like you." Seeing Lin's high breasts bulging under her white shirt, my desire slowly intensified. Lin naturally sensed it too, and she nervously tried to pull away. "Don't do this. We're at the company, and we've forgotten about yesterday. I'm a married woman."

"Lin, give me one more time, just this once, the last time,"

Lin said nervously, looking around. "No, we're at the company..."

Before she could finish, I had already kissed her lips. Lin resisted fiercely, after all, we were at the company, although this corner was hard to be discovered. I kissed Lin almost savagely and led her into the restroom. Afraid of being discovered, Lin didn't dare to resist too much

. There was no one in the restroom. I locked the door, turned around and pulled Lin into my arms again. My hard penis pressed against Lin's thigh, and Lin's full breasts rubbed hard against my chest. While I was kissing Lin forcefully, I used one hand to knead Lin's buttocks through her thin dress. That wonderful, desire-filled feeling came again. Lin initially resisted, but once a woman is touched by a man who has... Possession... it seemed that deep down, Lin felt an inexplicable sense of submission to this man. At least, that's how it was for her. Under my caresses and kisses, her body slowly grew hot and her hands unconsciously wrapped around my neck.

And so, on a scorching summer day, in a restroom on the second floor of an eight-story building, a male and female office worker were passionately kissing. The four mirrors in the restroom reflected the figures of Lin and me embracing. The quiet restroom was filled with the faint sounds of our heavy breathing. Although there were many people coming and going on this eight-story building, no one would have guessed that a couple was having an affair in broad daylight in this company, while the woman's husband was sitting in his office on the third floor, and his wife was having an affair with his subordinate in the restroom downstairs.

I had Lin turn her back to me, holding onto the sink, and while I kissed her forcefully from behind, I secretly rolled up her skirt with one hand, finally exposing her round buttocks to the air. Lin was wearing a black thong today, and the lines of her buttocks were perfect, encased in stockings. My hand vigorously rubbed Lin's buttocks, reaching inside the stockings to grab and knead her smooth, fleshy bottom. Lin was aroused by my teasing, panting softly, and her fragrant tongue actively entwined with mine. I pulled

Lin's stockings down to her knees, but before I could take them all off, I pulled down Lin's thong and inserted my hard penis into Lin's vagina. Lin was already wet down there, and my penis easily reunited with its old friend. After last night's separation, Lin's little sister also wrapped her tenderly and tightly around my penis.

I held Lin's waist and vigorously fucked her from behind, and the bathroom was filled with the sound of flesh slapping. The sounds of impact filled the air. Lin, her face flushed with embarrassment, her snow-white buttocks raised as the man pounded into her. As I fucked Lin, I watched her reflection in the mirror, her face flushed with desire. Her face contorted in pain from pleasure, her small mouth slightly open, emitting breathtakingly beautiful moans, her eyes glazed, radiating an alluring charm—a truly captivating scene of a married woman being fucked
. In this tense environment, under such intense sensory stimulation, I only lasted 20 or 30 minutes. I pulled Lin close, turning her head and kissing her lips, my thrusts increasing rapidly. Lin turned her head, breathing heavily, returning my kiss, her lower body also quickening its pace to match mine. She sensed my approaching climax and, wanting to reach the peak with me, she was also trying. Finally, I thrust hard, my semen gushing out, and Lin let out a soft moan, reaching the peak of pleasure with me.

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