Life is like a play; I "unexpectedly" fell for the company's goddess.

Life is like a play. I "unexpectedly" met the company's goddess.

The past three or four months have been a bit busy, but it's been tiring yet joyful. On one hand, there was a job adjustment; I changed departments and finally dropped the "deputy" from "deputy department manager." On the other hand, a golden opportunity fell from the sky! I had the chance to sleep
with Xiaoru, one of the company's "three beauties." Xiaoru, born in 1989, just turned 30 this year, definitely a woman stepping into the ranks of young married women. She's 1.7 meters tall, and standing next to me, who is 1.77 meters, she seems the same height. She has a delicate face, a slender figure, and flowing long hair—she's goddess-level (she reminds me a bit of Akari Tsumugi from Japanese adult films; you can imagine it yourself). What's also commendable is Xiaoru's cheerful personality; she's talkative and unpretentious, without a trace of aloofness.
Before, Xiaoru and I weren't in the same department, so we knew each other but weren't very close, seeing each other very often, but every time I saw her, my heart fluttered. Xiaoru graduated from an arts school (a mediocre one in our province). She's naturally beautiful, and with her great fashion sense, she's a sight to behold wherever she goes. Xiaoru has beautiful legs—white, long, and shapely—and a perky butt. I especially love seeing her in jeans; her profile is stunning. Once, I ran into her in the restroom. I was pouring tea at the sink near the door when I heard her urinate—a loud, forceful "whoosh." I imagined a jet of water powerfully shooting from her thick vagina, and I really wanted to rush in, lift her legs, and lick her labia, watching her climax. That day, my "little brother" was constantly erect and incredibly uncomfortable, so I quickly arranged to meet Ms. Lin at a "silk stocking club" after get off work for a satisfying two-time release. Another time, in the summer, Xiaoru came to see me for something else. When she entered my office, I noticed she was wearing a black lace top. Standing close, I could even see her bra and belly button. Damn, I felt a rush of blood to my head, and I was too embarrassed to look at her. After she left, I quickly relieved myself with my "five fingers" (a euphemism for masturbation). To my shame, it was the first time I'd done this in the office; the visual impact was just too great.
Although Xiaoru had been thoroughly fantasized about in my mind, in reality, I still treated her as my supervisor. We saw each other every day, and had more opportunities to talk. Having a beautiful woman around definitely made my day more pleasant. It's worth mentioning that Xiaoru's position wasn't low-ranking, but her workload wasn't heavy. We were in the sales department, which meant we were supposed to frequently interact with upstream suppliers, mostly involving drinking, dining, and entertainment. As everyone knows, female sales staff, especially attractive ones, are usually the center of attention at banquets and other social gatherings, and the targets of men's "harassment"—things like putting an arm around someone's shoulder, hugging them, touching their legs, sharing a drink, or making lewd jokes are all considered normal. Generally, whether young women or married women, we were all quite open about it for the sake of sales, and as long as it wasn't too outrageous, no one would say anything. When Xiaoru first attended such an event, a manager touched her leg, and she promptly poured red wine in his face. He was furious and about to explode, but calmed down after everyone intervened. This incident became a "legend" in our company. The reason it subsided was because Xiaoru's father-in-law was a director and executive vice president of our group company, a high-ranking and influential figure with extensive connections in the local market. Most of the more senior partners knew Xiaoru was someone's daughter-in-law. The new guy, however, was unaware and got upset. If it were anyone else in our company, they would have been severely reprimanded, but Xiaoru remained unfazed, and no one dared to say anything. Her job at the company was easy; being late or leaving early was commonplace. It was considered good if she even showed up, and the department manager usually turned a blind eye. Initially, Xiaoru worked in the back office, but after her father-in-law's responsibilities were adjusted, and he was no longer in charge of sales, she was transferred to an important position in the sales department. Everyone said it was her father-in-law who intentionally placed her there. Sigh, the power struggles at the top are something we ordinary folks don't understand. Although Xiaoru is popular among the male colleagues, the female colleagues have a lot of complaints about her behind her back. I wasn't aware of this before, but since I arrived, I've heard several female colleagues complain to me that Xiaoru doesn't get penalized for her poor attendance and gets a full bonus even though she doesn't do any work… I can only offer her kind advice.
The change in things happened a little over a month after I arrived. Through my observations and hearsay, I noticed that Xiaoru and her husband's relationship didn't seem very good. They usually lived separately; she lived with her mother and child, while her husband lived elsewhere, and they rarely interacted at work. Just imagine, having such a beautiful wife but not living together all the time—there's definitely something wrong. As the saying goes online, "Behind every goddess is a man who's had his way with her until he's sick of her." Of course, her husband comes from a good family and is a handsome young man; I doubt he lacks female company. One day, near the end of the workday, my company's vice president called me in and told me some shocking news: Xiaoru had initiated a divorce from her husband. He said her father-in-law had told him, and the reason he told me was to stop worrying about Xiaoru's future and to stop considering his feelings; once divorced, there was no longer any connection. It was clear that Xiaoru's decision to divorce had embarrassed me. Her once harmonious and glamorous family life was now ruined. More importantly, Xiaoru had won custody of her son (the child was too young, and the court had awarded custody to the mother first), which made me resentful. Who could bear not having their grandson with them? My vice president told me this to keep me in mind. But as the saying goes, bad news travels fast, and soon the news of Xiaoru's divorce spread throughout the company. The most direct change was that a group of female employees started to cause trouble, and more and more people came to me to complain. This was understandable; Xiaoru had been earning a high salary and had delegated all her work, so now others were naturally pushing their work back onto her, and the complaints were becoming more frequent. I've publicly told everyone to be understanding, that everyone's situation can change, and not to push things too hard. Every time I say that, Xiaoru sends me a message full of thanks. Although I've been helping her out, Xiaoru's workload keeps increasing. After all, as a senior employee, much of her job was originally her responsibility. She never took it seriously before and didn't know anything, but now with more work, there's more to learn, resulting in a mess, and overtime has become the norm. And that's not the worst part. She hadn't gone out for social events in years, but now she can't avoid them. The deputy manager asked her to accompany a client (this deputy manager is also a second-generation official in the company, and he's got a lot of ulterior motives). Who knew that the client would be the same guy Xiaoru threw wine at years ago (that deputy manager definitely did it on purpose). Afterwards, I heard from the employees who participated (there are always a few undercover agents in the department, people on our side) that Xiaoru initially avoided drinking that night, but the other party was clearly targeting her. The deputy manager even egged her on to toast the other party, but Xiaoru still refused. As a result, the other party started cursing, saying she was a divorced woman, a "second-hand" item, not a virgin anymore, and pretending to be a fairy. He said she had her father-in-law's protection back then, and no one dared to touch her, but now she was being so disrespectful. After saying that, one of the other party's friends splashed a bottle of liquor on Xiaoru's chest, as a form of retaliation for the time he had been splashed with liquor years ago. Amidst the other party's laughter, Xiaoru left crying. After hearing this, I felt that the deputy manager had gone too far. To use Xiaoru as a "gift" to humiliate the other party for a little performance gain, sigh, the world is cold-blooded. As a result, the deputy manager went to our vice president to complain, saying that Xiaoru had ruined the business, and the other party threatened to stop supplying us if we didn't deal with it. Our vice president then went along with it and demoted Xiaoru from a high position to a low one. Afterwards, Xiaoru came to me crying. Seeing her so upset was truly heartbreaking. She'd offended a high-ranking leader, and there was only so much I could do to help her. I analyzed the situation for her and suggested she either resign or stay, because the chances of her being bullied there would only increase (I was just saying this on purpose; she doesn't know anything, what could she do in the real world? Probably only a receptionist, and that wouldn't earn much). Xiaoru said that she was raising the child herself, which was very expensive, and she hadn't received much money in the divorce settlement (I really admire leaders in this regard; the higher the rank, the more ruthless they are. I don't know how they managed to get Xiaoru such a small settlement in court). If she resigned, she really couldn't handle the financial burden. Then, I gently persuaded her, saying I would look after her in the department, but she would still need to attend business trips. If she was really worried, she could go on business trips with me regularly (I gradually persuaded her until she finally agreed to go on business trips with me without any reservations).
I know Xiaoru's ex-husband, but we're not in the same social circle, so we don't interact much privately. Later, one of my friends (also a son of a company executive—there are so many second-generation rich kids around here!) organized a small gathering, and we all drank together. That's when I heard Xiaoru's ex-husband's crazy rant. In his words, Xiaoru is a woman who loves to play, dress up, and go to beauty salons all day. As a wealthy family, this isn't a big deal, but her ex-husband couldn't stand Xiaoru's lack of care for him. He felt she hadn't fulfilled her duties as a wife; she never thought about doing laundry or cooking, and she didn't respect or care for her in-laws. Even after marriage, she still loved going clubbing (I'd heard a bit about this before; some people called Xiaoru a clubbing princess, but I didn't realize it was true)... Xiaoru's ex-husband said many bad things about Xiaoru, and he drank more and more. Finally, he got emotional and said something that made me burst out laughing, "That bitch (you heard right, that's what she called her), a poor girl, in school she tried to please me, wanted to be my..." My girlfriend, that shameless jerk, wouldn't even take off her underwear if I asked her to take off her bra. She was so good to me in bed, but after we got married, she got arrogant. She's always giving me and my parents attitude, even instigating my son to ignore them. What's worse, she took custody of our son this time, which infuriated my parents. I finally talked to them, telling them, "It's just a grandson, I'll find someone else, I'll give you two a few more grandsons. Don't bother with that wild girl." "Guys, do you think I'll ever lack women? I can just make one phone call and a bunch of women will come running to give me blowjobs. That bitch Xiaoru, she hasn't let me touch her for over a year, damn it..." "Brother, Xiaoru's under your control, don't worry about my reputation. She's no longer part of our family, we're like enemies now. Do whatever you want with her, it'd be best if she left." (This is what Xiaoru's ex-husband told me.) Sigh, they used to be such a perfect couple, now they're complete strangers. However, through this drinking session, I learned a lot of inside information, which laid the foundation for me to win over Xiaoru later.
After that, Xiaoru had more opportunities to travel with me on business trips. Whenever I went out, I would call her, and she was happy to come along. After all, at that time, I was the only one who showed her protection and care. On Christmas Day, we were on a business trip, and I treated her to dinner at the hotel where we were staying. We drank some red wine together. Because I had talked to her husband before, I was able to grasp what Xiaoru wanted to hear, acting like a close older brother to her. She talked more and more, opening up and drinking more and more. I had a feeling that things were going well that night, and I kept pouring her more wine. By the end, her face was slightly flushed, and she seemed to be getting drunk, her consciousness beginning to blur. I helped her back to the room. All the way there, the scent of her perfume, shampoo, and red wine mingled together, hitting me hard. My "little brother" quickly swelled, becoming as hard as an iron rod. After placing her on the bed, gazing at the beauty I had longed for, I could hardly believe my eyes. It felt like a dream. She was so beautiful. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Ru, do you want me to leave?" I heard the voice I longed to hear, "Stay with me..." What she actually said didn't matter anymore, because no matter what she said, I would stay. I washed my face and took out what I had prepared—condoms and Viagra (I always brought these with me when we went out; tonight was a rare opportunity, and we were going to have a blast). I started kissing her hair and ears, then her forehead, nose, lips, and chin. At first, it was more like licking than kissing. I unbuttoned her shirt and buried my head in her white breasts, but I was a little disappointed after taking off her bra. Ru's breasts were too small, an A cup, like two grapes hanging on an airport runway. Her bra was quite thick; I knew that sometimes Ru's breasts looked big, and sometimes small—it was all due to the padding. I didn't care about anything else then, I sucked hard on her "grapes" and kissed her navel. Later, I took off her boots and licked her from her feet down to her crotch, right next to her pantyhose... When I was holding Xiaoru's long legs and thrusting my "little brother" into her "little sister," I felt that there was no greater pleasure in the world. That night, I did it twice (I wanted to do it three times, but my back just couldn't take it anymore, the tragedy of a middle-aged man). Afterwards, I tidied her up, dressed her, covered her with a blanket, and left.
I think that once you've done it, a woman will definitely feel it the next day. Actually, Xiaoru woke up quite late and seemed a little awkward when she saw me, but I knew when to stop, and I didn't bring it up either. As for that night, facing her slender and alluring body, I struggled for a long time about whether to take pictures to remember the moment, but I thought that there are always secrets in the world, and it's better to avoid any loopholes or potential problems. Since Christmas, although we've gone out together again, we haven't done anything intimate. Xiaoru hasn't asked about what happened that night. Our relationship hasn't cooled down or deepened, and I think it's fine this way. Xiaomi is divorced, and now there are more men hanging around her all the time. It's true what they say, "A widow's door is always full of gossip." From Xiaoru's experience, I've realized that miracles do happen. Things that seem impossible might actually come true if you keep paying attention.

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