Dangerous Play 2

She couldn't wait any longer.

"The people in the office will find out!"

"I don't care, just give me a little more."

Overwhelmed by frustration and lust, Kanako desperately twisted her sweaty body, rubbing against Genhiro's body.

"Then... can you not make a sound?"

"Ah! Yes, yes."

Although she nodded in agreement, she had no confidence at all. Just a few more times, her burning, aching body craved the piercing heat of his penis.

"Okay! Lie down first."

Genhiro pulled out his penis and urged Kanako to lie down.

Kanako opened her legs wide without hesitation and raised her defenseless round buttocks high.
"Open your mouth!"

Genhiro took out rubber panties from behind and stuffed them into her mouth. Then, he grabbed her thighs with both hands, and after licking them a few times, he raised his upper body and once again inserted his hard penis between her buttocks.

In that instant, Kanako's buttocks felt like they were on fire, and her bones felt like they were melting.

"Ah..." What pleasure this was! For this tingling, intoxicating joy, she couldn't care less about the shame and pride of a strong woman; she only knew she loved sex, she really loved it. But it wasn't the ordinary kind; it was more intellectual, delicate, and gorgeous, capable of taking her to the depths of lust.
"How is it? Is it comfortable to penetrate Kanako's body like this?"

Genhiro whispered softly beside her, pulling on the rubber tubes on her nipples.

In that instant, Kanako felt an urge to cry; she was finally on the verge of orgasm.

Her physical desires had begun to destroy Kanako's intellect and rationality—no, they had already been destroyed long ago. Otherwise, she would never have been lying naked on the floor in the office, letting this younger man ravage her.

"Mmm..." In the overwhelming sweetness and excitement, Kanako unconsciously arched her round, firm buttocks.
The next instant, the stiff penis, using the elasticity of the waist, thrust in forcefully.

"Ah..." Kanako, biting her rubber panties, was enveloped by the gushing flames of pleasure as the penis relentlessly pierced her. She tightly locked the penis deep inside her body while spasmingly climbing to the peak of ecstasy.

Chapter Seven: Bitch's Will

(1)

"Put this on!"

Behind the sofa, Genhiro, having pulled out his penis, took out a black bra that reached his waist. Of course, it was also made of rubber, and there was a hole in each of the breasts.

Kanako, still in a daze, took it from Genhiro's hands and put it on.

Her full breasts were squeezed even higher from the base, and the rubber tube was still hanging from the nipples.

Kanako knelt down, pulling up the zipper on the back while supporting her heavy breasts with her hands.

"Ah..." With a deep sigh, her brows furrowed.

Despite this being her third orgasm, her erect nipples still looked unsatisfied.

"I think I'll leave work early today."

She had no desire to work anymore; she absolutely couldn't spend the next few hours living without Genhiro.

"Manager, how can you be so lazy?"

"But I can't stay in this office any longer!"

"It's okay, because you're wearing this."

Genhiro gently tightened the rubber tubes around her nipples.

"Ah..." Kanako trembled violently.

"Just think of it as my finger. Just bear with it for a bit. After five o'clock, when no one's around, we'll do what you want..."

"I...I understand, but if I can't hold back..."

"Then come on."

"..."

Kanako, who wasn't usually very interested in sex, found it unbelievable that some of Genhiro's obscene words sounded so sweet today.

"Do you like sex?"

Kanako, her nipples being pulled by rubber tubes...

"I...I like it."

Just as she stammered, Genhiro's fingers had already penetrated her vagina.

"Oh..." A shameful gush of lustful fluid quickly soaked Genhiro's fingers.

"Do you want sex?"

"Yes...I want it."

"Okay, as long as you want it, I'll be by your side anytime."

"You'll stay here?"

Kanako put her uniform back on, and finally put on black rubber panties, and went to a corner where she couldn't be seen from the outside. Looking in the mirror, she tied her long hair that had been hanging down her back back as before.

"Open your legs a little."

Just as this strong woman turned around, Genhiro, who was behind her, had already lightly kissed her jade-like neck.
"No, it's already..."

"I won't do anything, I just want to be by your side, smell your scent, and always hear your voice."

Just these few words were enough to make Kanako's lustful fluid seep out from both sides of her panties again.

"What do you want to do?"

Kanako asked in a trembling voice, facing the mirror, her voice filled with unease and anxious anticipation.

"Nothing. I just want to see what's under the manager's skirt."

Genhiro immediately squatted down, lying between Kanako's slightly parted legs, as if Kanako were straddling his face.

Kanako, fixing her hair, looked down at Genhiro between her legs, his eyes fixed on the view under her miniskirt, and a tingling sensation ran through her thighs.

"No one would expect that you, the manager in your uniform, are wearing black rubber underwear underneath, and it fits so well. So it's really exciting."

Since continuing the sexual intercourse was impossible, Genhiro still stared intently at the underwear under the skirt.
However, the lunch break was almost over, and the subordinates were gradually coming in.

"I... I have to go."

Actually, Kanako didn't want to leave at all, so although she said it, she still stood there.

"Give me one last kiss."

"I already kissed you."

Genhiro deliberately refused.

"No, I meant here. It's already wet!"

Kanako suddenly lifted her skirt.

Genhiro, raising his upper body, carefully examined the damp pubic hair from both sides of the high slit, then loudly kissed the slightly erect tip.

"Kanako's genitals, I really like them.

" "..."

Kanako desperately suppressed the urge to hug Genhiro, resolutely pulled her skirt back up, and walked towards the other side of the door.
Several of her subordinates who saw Kanako suddenly appear in the reception room showed surprised expressions.
However, Kanako still pretended to be nonchalant and solemnly walked back to her seat.

(2)

Kanako's eyes kept drifting towards the door of the waiting room.

The rubber underwear she wore under her uniform could have slightly soothed her excited nerves, but the office sex with Genhiro just now had stimulated her excited sensuality.

Moreover, the bra with holes in the upper body and the rubber tubes tied to the nipples that were squeezed out of the holes made her, who was pretending to be nonchalant, desperately fight under her uniform. If possible, she really wanted to run back to the waiting room immediately, but the work she had to deal with today was really piling up.

If Kanako's mind was clear, this work would not be a problem at all, but today, no matter how much she wanted to concentrate, the honey hole under her underwear and the pleasure and anxious pain that came from her nipples from time to time completely confused her nerves, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her work.

After about an hour, Kanako's patience had reached its limit. Her body was tormented by a mixture of desire and anxiety, but she couldn't let her subordinates know her feelings. So, she maintained a blank expression and abruptly stood up.

"I'm in the waiting room. Call me if you need anything,"

she whispered to her subordinate, Yoshizuka, who was closest to her.

Yoshizuka was startled that his usually aloof and beautiful boss had suddenly approached him and bent down to speak to him.

Just as she casually closed the door behind her, she softly called out to Genhiro, who wasn't there.

"Genhiro."

Genhiro, fully dressed, stood up from behind the sofa.

"What is it?"

"I'm here!"

Kanako, who desperately wanted to rush over and passionately caress Genhiro's body, knew perfectly well that once she took that first step, she would no longer be able to suppress her passion.

"You want sex, don't you, Kanako?"

"Mmm!"

Kanako almost cried as he whispered in her ear.

"I love Kanako's honey pot the most!"

Genhiro immediately squatted down and kissed her thighs from under her skirt up to the groin.

"Ah..." Just like that, Kanako's whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, waves of numbness washing over her. Leaning against the door, she slowly opened her legs.

At this moment, Kanako only knew that she wanted sex, but she didn't know what kind of sex she wanted. She just wanted to hold Genhiro tightly, caress each other, and kiss each other. Genhiro

pushed his skirt up with both hands and finally reached the depths of her thighs. His lips were pressed against the top of her rubber panties, and he kept sucking the lustful fluid seeping from the edge of the panties with his lips and tongue.

"Oh..." Under Genhiro's passionate kiss, Kanako had already fallen into the abyss of lust, her mind completely blank.

"Yuan Hong..."

When Yuan Hong finished kissing him and stood up, Kanako squatted down, unzipped his trousers, pulled them down to his thighs, and tightly grasped his erect penis with her right hand.

Seeing Yuan Hong's penis so hard and swollen, Kanako felt a surge of pleasure; he was just as aroused as she was.

"Ah! Yuan Hong,"

a hoarse murmur escaped her throat, and Kanako finally couldn't help but lick his penis.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door behind her.

Kanako, with his penis in her mouth, tensed up and looked up.

"What is it?"

"Chief, phone call."

It was Yoshizuka's voice from outside the door.

"Who's calling?"

As she finished speaking, Kanako immediately plunged his penis into her mouth and began to frantically stroke it.

"It's the minister calling."

"..."

Kanako knew she couldn't not answer immediately, but the sensuality within her mouth was already hinting at an impending explosion.

"Chief."

"Ah..." Kanako, with the penis in her mouth, let out a fiery sigh from deep within her throat. Although she knew this was extremely dangerous, her superior intelligence and rationality as a strong woman had been shattered.

"Chief!"

Another suspicious knock came at the door.

But Kanako continued to vigorously stroke the penis, and with each thrust, her sighs of pleasure and desire gradually rose.

The knocking became more urgent.

"Chief, I'm coming in!"

The door was finally pushed open a little.

"No, I'm leaving now. You go back to work!"

Kanako pushed the door back with all her might, and in the next instant, as if to unleash her belated lust, she single-mindedly began to stroke Genhiro's penis.

"Ah..." Kanako finally groaned, her whole body trembling, and then, with a sigh of ecstasy, she gently licked Genhiro's penis.

"This is the fourth time already!"

"Ah! But... I like it... I like it so much... I can't live without you!"

Kanako's cheek was lightly pressed against his penis, and she twitched her nose slightly as she said to Genhiro:

"I will come again, you have to wait for me obediently!"

Before helping Genhiro put on his trousers, Kanako zipped up his pants.

"I like you so much!"

After kissing him again, she stood up.

(3)

Due to the department head's instructions, Kanako went to pick up the guest and returned two hours later.
Kanako, who had returned to her seat, couldn't help but take a step to greet the guest, but at this moment, Yoshizuka came over.

"Chief, there was a call for you just now, please call back."

Kanako suddenly had the urge to beat up this obedient subordinate.

"I understand, I'll call back later."

Fueled by anger and the anticipation of sex in the waiting room, Kanako barely managed to suppress her emotions, coldly replying to Yoshizuka before walking past him.

"But they want you to call back as soon as possible."

Kanako stopped, taking a deep breath.

"Didn't I say I understood? Go back to work!"

After a hysterical outburst, she stormed into the waiting room.

Although she knew it was an extremely important call, she desperately needed to touch Motohiro's body.
She closed and locked the door, but when she turned around, Shimanori was standing there.

"What are you doing here…?"

"I've been waiting for you here."

"Then… where is he?"

"He had to leave."

"Then…"

Kanako ran a hand through her hair, about to turn away.

"Don't be so disappointed. Actually, who admires you more than I do, my roommate?"

Shimanori wrapped his arms around Kanako's waist and said in a hoarse voice,

"I... I have to go back to work."

"I have the right to hug you too! Don't even think about escaping!"

Before he finished speaking, his lips were already pressed against Kanako's.

"Mmm..." A dizzying sense of intoxication suddenly washed over Kanako.

Regardless of who the other person was, the burning sensuality remained the same. Although Shimanori's technique was more immature and clumsy than Motohiro's, Kanako still sincerely longed for his greedy lips.

After Shimanori held Kanako tightly, his fiery tongue slid back and forth between their joined lips, stimulating and probing.

Kanako, who had never had such a deep kiss with a man before, realized at this moment the infinite subtlety of using the tongue.

"Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Shimanori suddenly pulled away from her mouth and looked into Kanako's eyes.

"I'll answer it later!"

Kanako kissed Shimanori's throat nonchalantly.

"But this is a very important call, you should go back first!"

"No, I can't work anymore."

Kanako grabbed Shimanori's hesitant hand and made him hold her breast.

"Ah! Be a little more intimate."

She grabbed his other hand and brought it to her panties under her skirt, while arching her back so that his hand would rub the tip of her panties.

But Shimanori's hand didn't move.

"What's wrong? Aren't you interested in my body?"

"You should go back to the office and make the call!"

Kanako looked at Shimanori in surprise.

"Be good!"

"Okay! I'll make the call first, but you have to hug me for ten minutes, no, five minutes, okay?"
"Five minutes is for touching, not sex!"

"Just touching is fine."

As she spoke, Kanako took off her clothes. Although there was no need to be naked, she still longed to be naked so that Shimanori could admire her naked body.

Just as she took off her skirt, Shimanori couldn't help but groan.

"Ah! I've never seen such a lewd and beautiful body before!"

Just those words made Kanako involuntarily squirt out her juices.

"It's been five minutes."

"Hmm! Hurry up and touch me harder."

Kanako thrust out her breasts and spread her legs wide.

Shima-kun's hands aimed at Kanako's breasts, grabbing them like eagles and kneading them mercilessly.

Ah! Under Shima-kun's almost violent ravaging, Kanako's legs trembled violently, and she kept letting out sobbing sighs, wholeheartedly enjoying the other's abuse.

"Please, I want..."

Kanako, who was already like a female dog in heat, finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Okay! It's been five minutes, put on your clothes."

"But I want you."

"We made a promise."

"You're so heartless."

Kanako glared at Shima-kun hatefully, and reluctantly put on the clothes handed to her.

"Please, touch me again."

"No, time's up."

"But the time for getting dressed doesn't count!"

"It seems you've become a slut."

"This... I only do this to you."

In fact, Kanako was quite surprised by the depth of her desires. Although she was ashamed of her behavior, she could not regain her self-control in front of these two men.

Kanako was being ravaged by Shimano's hands. After getting dressed again, when she unlocked the door and was about to open it, she couldn't help but turn back and grasp Shimano's fingers, licking them passionately.

"I'll be right back."

"Open the door, I want to admire your beauty from here."

(4)

Just as Kanako returned to her seat, stood and called the important photographer, enduring his famously long-winded talk, and shifted her gaze from the scenery outside the window back to the waiting room, her face changed drastically.

Because at that moment, Shimano, carrying a handbag, crawled out of the wide-open door of the waiting room.

Kanako quickly glanced around. Luckily, no one stood up at that moment, so Shimanaki's whereabouts remained undetected.

"Don't come any closer..." Despite her desperate attempts to signal with her eyes, Shimanaki still crawled over regardless.

Kanako could only silently pray that no one had noticed him. At the same time, she forced herself to remain calm and continued her conversation with the photographer, who was in his fifties.

Just as Kanako looked up again towards the waiting room, she could no longer see Shimanaki. However, in the next instant, she discovered that Shimanaki had lifted her skirt and was passionately kissing her buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in black rubber underwear.

"Ah..." Kanako couldn't help but flinch. It turned out that Shimanaki had unknowingly crawled behind her and was kneeling down.

Seeing the surprised looks from her subordinates nearby, Kanako quickly pretended to be nonchalant and pressed Shimanaki's head down with her hand. Although the table concealed Kanako's body, Shimanaki's actions were far too bold.
With his head bowed, Shimanori began licking Kanako's heels as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Kanako's mouth went dry. Although she couldn't live without Shimanori, the current situation was very different from before. If they were to have sex behind the table, they would definitely be discovered. So, while she was happy to have Shimanori by her side, his torment of her body like this was really troubling.

Kanako pretended to admire the view outside the window behind her while secretly glancing back at Shimanori. When she saw Shimanori kneeling on the ground, like a puppy with its owner's permission, staring intently at the depths under her mini skirt, she couldn't help but feel her blood boil and become incredibly excited.

"Ugh..." Kanako involuntarily gripped the microphone tightly. Shimanori's lips and tongue gradually climbed up her heels and calves, discovering Kanako's sensuality one by one.

Kanako, her legs stiff, tried several times to brush away Shiman's words, but fearing that too much movement would be unnatural and attract the attention of her subordinates, she could only let Shiman do as he pleased beneath her. However, this made it impossible for her to hear anything the important photographer was saying.

Finally, she could only offer a few perfunctory words and abruptly hang up.

Just as she put the phone down, Kansheng rushed over as if he had been waiting for her.

"Chief."

Startled, Kanako turned around quickly. Shiman, his head buried in his skirt, instantly disappeared under Kanako's desk.

"The list you requested."

Kansheng handed her the documents.

"Okay!"

Kanako sat down in the chair, tucking her knees under the desk. This way, even if Kansheng craned his neck, he wouldn't notice Shiman under the desk.

Kanako glanced at the documents while trying to maintain a calm demeanor, because Shimanori, hidden under the table, was spreading her knees and licking her groin.

Although her eyes were on the list, Kanako had no idea what it said. Meanwhile, Kansei, standing in front of the table, remained motionless, anxiously watching Kanako's reaction.

She absolutely couldn't show any unusual expression or sound. But Shimanori stubbornly pressed his thighs together, relentlessly licking her vulva with his tongue, while simultaneously tightening the rubber tubes around her nipples.

At that moment, Kanako really wanted to scream and have Shimanori penetrate her right there under the table.

"Chief, is this alright?"

Kansei finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ah! Generally, it's alright. You can go back to your seat."

"Yes, Chief."

Kansei smiled happily and turned back to his seat. But Kanako's arduous battle behind the scenes didn't end there; instead, it became even more difficult, because earlier she could concentrate by talking on the phone, which was much easier than the next two hours.

There were still more than two hours until the last subordinate left the office, and those two hours were like a blissful hell for her.

Under the caresses of Shimanori's tongue and the stimulation of the rubber tubes on her nipples, Kanako's pleasure burned and burned, and she feared she wouldn't be able to bear it once the caresses stopped. So, for the next two hours, Kanako went nowhere, secretly hiding under the table, her legs spread wide in a rather unseemly manner, allowing Shimanori's caresses and licks to take hold.

"Ah..." Just as the last person stepped out of the office, Kanako burst into a beast-like moan, quickly throwing down her pen, grabbing Shimanori's hair, pulling him out from between her legs, and shrieking,

"Come on!"

Shimanori, crawling out from under the table, quickly stripped off his clothes, naked, and pounced on Kanako.
Having endured two hours of torment, Kanako, in a burst of pent-up desire, greedily welcomed Shimanori.

(5)

Yuan Hong got out of the car in front of the shop and looked up at the figure in front of him.

"You..."

the woman greeted him softly.

"This is not a place for you."

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

Although she always kept her head down, it made people feel her firm determination.

Yuan Hong looked at his watch.

"Want to go for a coffee?"

"Okay!"

After the two sat down facing each other in the coffee shop, Yuan Hong looked at Qian Jiazi again.

He saw that Qian Jiazi was even more beautiful than before.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to see you."

"Don't you know what kind of place that is?"

"I know, it's a place where men accompany women for drinks."

Yuan Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Are you really sure? If you want, you can choose any man you like."

"But I want you to be with me."

"That won't be cheap!"

"I know, I brought a million this time, and if it's not enough, I can go back and get more. Is that okay?"

"That's enough. What kind of man do you like?"

"I just want you to treat me like you treat your older sister."

Yuan Hong, who had just picked up his coffee cup, couldn't help but look up at Chikako.

"You know? Did your older sister tell you?"

"No, my older sister doesn't know I already know."

"Are you here to replace your older sister this time?"

"No, my older sister is my older sister, and I am me. Besides, isn't my older sister very happy now?"

Since Shimana resigned half a month ago, Yuan Hong had completely entrusted Kanako to Shimana.

The 'ten-day' promise with Kanako was running out. Once the ten days were up, he would have to return the videotape to her.

However, Shimano and Motohiro had another videotape, recorded with a hidden camera, containing footage of Kanako's sexual intercourse.

But given the current situation, that videotape was no longer necessary.

"Well... let's go, chick."

The baritone voice rang out again, and Motohiro's face showed an elegant smile never before seen on Chikako, as he stood up.

[The End]

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