The woman who went to the office

I'm 28 years old this year, from a rural area. I've worked in the domestic machinery industry for many years, but haven't built a successful career. Having seen the glitz and glamour of the world, I've spent all my money. Fortunately, fate didn't abandon me. In 2009, I met my wife, a gentle and considerate woman. Although not exceptionally beautiful, she has a good personality and fair skin—just my type. Since we were reaching marriageable age and I was starting to feel a bit anxious, we settled down and dated, eventually getting married smoothly. Our family is harmonious, and in 2014, my wife gave birth to a healthy, chubby daughter, which makes me incredibly content!
Before marriage, my wife and I were extremely frugal, saving as much as possible to finally save enough for the wedding, buying a car, and having a child. For someone from a rural area, and not a wealthy family, this is a pretty good start. (Although it might sound like I'm complaining about being poor, please bear with me, thank you.) Looking back, after several years of hard work, the money I'd saved is almost gone. Because my wife had given birth and couldn't continue working, all the household expenses fell on my shoulders. Unfortunately, the domestic machinery industry has been in a slump in recent years, with many factories closing down and workers being laid off. The better factories have some work that allows workers to earn a living, like the company I work for. I work less than 20 days a month, earning only two or three thousand yuan. Under these circumstances, everyone is looking for other opportunities. I resigned during a period when the company had no work, and scraped together 20,000 yuan to apply for overseas work permits… Although my wife was reluctant, and the child was still too young, to make their lives easier, I had to harden my heart, leave my hometown, and go to the Philippines.
Before entering the machinery industry, I had worked in a karaoke bar, rising to the position of lobby manager. I've been with quite a few women—young girls, mature women, and more—so I can say I have some experience with women. For the first few months, far away in the Philippines, all I could think about was working hard and making money. Occasionally, I missed home, my wife, and my precious daughter… As a young man, after a while, once my job stabilized and I became quite familiar with my colleagues, it became inevitable that I couldn't control my desires and would go to local bars and nightclubs with my male colleagues to relax and relieve my physical needs. Before each outing to a prostitute, I never considered the cost. Afterwards, seeing my wallet significantly empty, I would tell myself I couldn't continue like this; I needed to save money for my wife and children! After a while, a colleague would invite me out, and I couldn't resist again… This cycle repeated itself until she appeared.
That day at work, on my way to the restroom in the office, a girl stood in the aisle of the office area. She wore a black openwork top over a white short-sleeved shirt, paired with capri silk shorts that revealed her fair legs, and wedge sandals. Her long, black hair was simply styled, and she wore narrow-rimmed black glasses. She looked clean, neat, and refreshing. Although she was wearing a loose top, it couldn't hide her full breasts, which I estimated to be close to a 36D. She had a well-proportioned figure and seemed to be about the same height as my wife, around 165 cm. As I was observing her, she looked up and smiled at me. While I wouldn't call myself a handsome man, I'm certainly good-looking, the kind that grows on you. I'm 176 cm tall, and her casual clothes fit her well. I smiled and walked towards her, nodded, and we greeted each other, passing by her as I caught a whiff of her faint orchid fragrance. I was a little excited; finally, there was a beautiful woman in the office!
After that first meeting, I don't know what the company leadership did, but she didn't appear in our office for several days. It made it hard for me to concentrate at work; I kept looking around, using the excuse of going to the restroom to check every work area, but I never saw her again. Since there are almost no romantic relationships between colleagues in the office, and everyone knows I'm married, I felt awkward asking about her whereabouts, so I just waited for fate to bring her back.
In my spare time, a few of us male colleagues would go to the gym or a coffee shop to relax. This led me to develop a habit of going to a coffee shop before work, ordering my favorite cappuccino, and quietly reading an e-book—it refreshes me and keeps me awake at work. Just as I entered the coffee shop, my eyes lit up. She was in the corner, wearing a white silk dress, her long hair flowing down her shoulders, sitting quietly with a cup of coffee. I felt I couldn't miss this opportunity again. Nervously, I ordered a cappuccino and two desserts, and had the waiter bring them to her. Only then did she notice me, smiling and saying, "What a coincidence, you're here for coffee too?"
"It is a coincidence! I come here often, but this is the first time I've seen you here," I replied with a smile. Perhaps because we had met once in the office, we weren't strangers; greeting each other in a foreign country was quite normal.
"I've been busy studying and haven't had time to relax. I passed my exam a few days ago, and today is my first day at work. Since it's not work time yet, I came here to relax," she answered. Hearing this, I realized she might be coming to work in our office, and I felt a surge of excitement. I hurriedly asked, "Are you going to office R6 (our office number is R6)?"
"Yes, I remember you work in that office, right? I hope we can work together sometime!"
I was so excited I almost jumped for joy. Finally, I could see her again! I was thinking about how I should get to know her better and try to win her over when I realized I'd been standing right next to her, not even having taken a sip of my coffee. I quickly composed myself and sat down opposite her. "No need for 'work together' anymore. We'll be working in the same office, so we should get to know each other better. My name is Sun Lei, from Shandong, 27 years old, and I've been working here for almost a year. What about you?" I quickly introduced myself, taking the opportunity to inquire about her.
"My name is Wu Yuting, from Luoyang, Henan, 22 years old, younger than you. You'll have to take good care of me, okay?" My face flushed as I finished speaking. Seeing this made my heart itch; I hadn't had any romantic encounters in ages, and I was really pent up. I think my eyes were practically glowing with lust when I looked at her. Because she was wearing a white dress today, her blushing face made her look exceptionally charming and alluring, making one want to kiss her shy little face.
"Little sister, you're from Henan? Then we're practically fellow countrymen here, both from the north, and so close by. We should get to know each other better in the future." As soon as I said it, I regretted it, afraid my words would be too forward. Luckily, she wasn't as reserved as I thought. She smiled and said, "In that case, I'll need Brother Sun to take good care of me in the future!"
And so, we had a good start, chatting slowly in the quiet coffee shop. We started by talking about work, life, hometown, and hobbies. By the time it was almost time for work, I had learned quite a bit about her. I was so glad that my previous job at a karaoke bar had honed my smooth-talking skills—my flirting skills! During our conversation, I discovered that we shared a common hobby: cappuccino. Perhaps this was fate, I thought.
As it was time for work, we left the coffee shop together and walked towards the office. Watching her walk quietly beside me, a feeling of happiness welled up inside me. Imagining our future together, going to and from work together, having coffee and exercising in our free time, and occasionally even taking care of our own needs, I secretly decided I had to win her over!
Chapter Two: Shopping Trip and Heart-to-Heart Talk at a Bar
. When we arrived at the office and were about to part ways to our respective work areas, she called out to me, "Brother Sun, I'm new here and don't know where the big shopping malls are. I
want to buy some things. Could you come with me to a mall after work?" "Sure, I'm free after work anyway. I have a driver's license here, so I'll drive you to the biggest SM mall around here. They have almost everything you want." I quickly replied. A beautiful woman's invitation—I could decline anything else. Besides, after work, I'd just be going to the gym or playing ball with some male colleagues; nothing beats spending time with a beautiful woman.
"Thanks, Brother Sun, I'm going to work now. Wait for me after work!" She waved goodbye and went into their office area.
I spent the whole day in a state of excitement, wishing time would fly by! My colleagues at the next table thought I was acting strangely. Finally, it was time to leave work, and I quickly went to get the keys to the car the company had assigned us. I stood in the office waiting for her to leave. Just as I was getting impatient, I saw her rushing out of the office. Seeing me waiting downstairs, she ran too fast and didn't watch her step, missing the last step and falling forward. She screamed in fright, but luckily I was near the car, not far away, and quickly stepped forward and caught her, preventing her from falling to the ground. I managed to catch her, but in the rush, her firm breasts bumped hard against my chest. Feeling the softness in my arms, I felt like I was floating, and I forgot to let go of her. We held each other quietly until she gently pushed me away, snapping me out of my daze. I quickly released her, embarrassed and speechless. I saw her head bowed, her face flushed red to her ears.
After a while, she looked up and said, "Thank you, Brother Sun. Did you keep me waiting?" I said, "It's nothing, it wasn't long. How are you? Are you alright?" "
I'm fine, I just accidentally missed a step. Luckily you were there, or I would have been in big trouble!"
"Don't walk so fast next time. I'd be heartbroken if you hurt yourself!" I joked with a smile. "Since you're alright, let's go. Get in the car!" I turned around, opened the car door for her, and gestured for her to get in like a gentleman. She smiled and got in, saying, "Thank you!"
"It's my honor to serve such a beautiful woman!" Before going to the mall, I took her back to her dorm to get her small backpack before heading to SM.
Along the way, I found myself showering her with sweet words, making her smile the whole way. I instantly felt that our relationship had taken a big step closer, and I was getting closer and closer to my goal! While shopping at the mall, I acted as her tour guide and free labor, even buying her some food and drinks, which she didn't refuse. But the way she looked at me was becoming increasingly alluring. On the way back, we were chatting happily when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it but didn't answer, simply putting it on silent, letting it vibrate in her hand. I noticed a clear change in her expression after that glance. I didn't say anything, just drove silently. The atmosphere in the car became heavy, broken only by the sound of the vibrating phone. I didn't ask her why she didn't answer, although I really wanted to know. I felt that if she wanted me to know, she would tell me. After all, we'd only known each other for a day, and I didn't want to pry into her privacy; that would leave a bad impression and affect my future plans.
"Brother Sun, how about we go to the bar next to the office later? I'll buy you a drink!" she said, turning to me, ignoring her vibrating phone.
"Okay!" I readily agreed, not caring who was paying. I thought my role now was to be a good listener.
When we arrived at the bar, it was still early, and the empty bar only had the two of us. I prepared myself to listen, ordered a few beers, and sat opposite her at the table. I told her, "The waiters here are all locals and don't understand much Chinese, so feel free to speak!" She gave me a grateful look and began to pour out her heart… It turned out that she had met a boy from the south during her company's training course. They were in the same course, and the boy had been pursuing her relentlessly. Because he was related to a company shareholder and had plenty of money, and was also quite handsome, she eventually accepted his advances after a vigorous pursuit. However, they hadn't yet reached the point of sleeping together. She planned that if they were assigned to the same job after she started working, she would agree to take their relationship further, which was also what the boy had always wanted. However, before she officially started working, she discovered that the boy had gone to nightclubs several times with several classmates, sometimes staying out all night. Because the male and female dormitories were some distance apart, and the boy always went after breaking up with her on dates, she had remained completely unaware. But the truth eventually came out. During a break in a training class, she overheard the boy chatting with a classmate about the nightclub they'd been to, where there were lots of beautiful women, and when they'd go again. She was furious, but didn't confront him. She told me that since he'd lied to her, she wouldn't talk to him anymore, and she didn't need to tell him why. The phone call she'd just received was from him. Since I'd driven her back to her dorm after work, she figured the news of the strange man taking her out had already reached him. She wasn't answering the phone to let him figure it out himself. She even showed me the messages he'd sent her—their chat history.
After she finished speaking quietly, she looked at me with apologetic eyes: "Brother Sun, I'm not taking advantage of you, please don't misunderstand!" I thought to myself, this boy is so ungrateful! He has such a voluptuous and sexy woman, and instead of taking advantage of her, he's cheating! He's so greedy! I told her, "It's okay, thankfully you didn't have a deep relationship with him, otherwise you would have been the one heartbroken. Alright, now that you've said what's on your mind, you can drink freely, right?" Seeing that I wasn't angry, she finally smiled and said, "Cheers!" We didn't drink too much that night. I told her that because she had just started her job and needed to familiarize herself with it, drinking too much at night would make her late in the morning. So I took her back to her dormitory early. Since we were already working in the same office and I knew where her dormitory was, taking advantage of her conflict with her "boyfriend" was the perfect opportunity for me to win her heart. I was already thinking about how to implement my plan...
As a married man with children, it wasn't difficult to leave a good impression on a girl and get her to accept me. Before marriage, I was already considered a model of a good man by my wife's colleagues. My method of opening women's hearts through meticulous care and consideration had always worked. The only obstacle was whether she would reject me if she knew I already had a wife and children. Although it was a bit uncertain, I still wanted to try! Someone once said, "Don't be afraid to try, what if you succeed!"
Chapter Three: Pursuit Begins, Relationship Progresses
. From that day on, perhaps still feeling a little guilty, she would call me every day as she passed by our dormitory to go to the office together. Every day after work, I would wait for her at the office door to go back to the dormitory together or go for a walk, run, or exercise. That period was my favorite time to exercise (later, without her by my side, I became too lazy to exercise, and I gained weight again). I don't know if this was compensation for taking advantage of me, or if she really felt comfortable with me... I felt I couldn't continue like this, because this was still too far from my goal!
That morning, I got up early, went to the restaurant to buy steamed buns, sliced them, chopped scallions, cracked eggs… busily demonstrating my exemplary culinary skills as a model husband. Soon, the breakfast I'd made for her was ready. Since it was still early, I also made a soup and drove to wait for her outside her dorm before she left. About ten minutes later, I saw her come out in a black casual outfit, carrying her small backpack. I honked the horn, and she looked in my direction. She seemed a little surprised by my sudden appearance at her dorm. After a moment's hesitation, she came to the car. I got out and, with gentlemanly manners, opened the car door for her, helping her into the car with her delicate hand. Since it was still early before work, I didn't rush to the office. Instead, I drove to a shady spot with a small pond and benches. Because of its secluded location, it was quiet; almost no one came except in the evening—a perfect spot for couples. I'd been there a few times when I drove her back to her dorm in the evenings, so it wasn't unfamiliar. After we sat down, she asked me, "Why did you suddenly drive over?" "You've looked so thin these past few days, and I couldn't sleep in this morning, so I got up early to make you some breakfast to replenish your energy." I got into the back seat and took out a large insulated box. Inside were several slices of golden-brown fried egg-wrapped bread and a box of cilantro and dumpling soup. I placed them in the middle of the bench, took out chopsticks and a spoon, and handed them to her. She looked very touched and surprised. "I love these bread slices the most! I haven't had them in ages!" "That's good. I was worried you wouldn't like them. You get tired of the same old side dishes and porridge every morning, so I made a northern-style breakfast. As long as you like it!" Seeing her so happy made me feel that my morning's work hadn't been in vain. I quietly watched her finish the breakfast I'd made for her, patting her belly. Her adorable expression made me want to pounce on her immediately. After she finished eating and drinking, I drove her to our dormitory, parked the car, and then walked to the office—a habit we'd developed over time. That morning, for the first time, she wrapped her arm tightly around mine, her head resting gently on my shoulder. Her full breasts rubbed against my arm as we walked, stirring my heart. Seeing her blushing face, I felt I had taken a giant leap towards my plan!
Finally, it was time to leave work again. I felt like I had spent the whole day in a state of excitement, my mind still replaying the feeling on my arm that morning. Finally, she got off work. This time, before she could react, I pulled her into my arms. I felt her body tremble for a moment, then relax. I saw that she didn't mind; her face lit up with a smile. On the way, I held her waist, my hands constantly caressing her. Perhaps she had relaxed too; she wasn't as shy as before, and her open demeanor made passersby think we were a loving couple. As we walked, I greedily and secretly looked down at her full breasts, her deep cleavage—a place that fascinated me. Several times I almost tripped over myself, thankfully she caught me in time. "It's so hard to hold back," I whispered in her ear. She didn't seem angry, but playfully punched my chest and said, "You're so annoying!" That fleeting moment of allure was captivating; I wanted to be forever enamored with it!
That night, we unusually didn't rush back to the dorm. We wandered aimlessly, neither of us mentioning going back, and before we knew it, we were back at the little pond. Sitting on a bench, I put my arm around her, her head resting on my shoulder. Neither of us spoke; any word seemed to shatter the tranquil atmosphere. I watched her quietly nestled in my arms, her full breasts pressing against my body. My penis throbbed, a noticeable bulge visible in my pants. She seemed to notice too, looking up at me. "Is it really that hard to hold back?" I hadn't expected her to ask that. "Yeah, you're so alluring!" I sensed something was about to happen. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then let out a long breath and lightly kissed the corner of my mouth. That mischievous little devil, ambushing me—how could I let her get away with that? Before she could react, I leaned in, pulled her tightly into my arms, and kissed her passionately, my tongue darting into hers. As I kissed her, my hands, through her clothes, climbed up to her breasts. Since touching them through her bra wasn't comfortable, I slipped my hands under her shirt, caressing her flat stomach, pulling down her bra cups, and finally grasping her ample breasts. Perhaps due to my excitement, I used too much force, and she groaned in pain when I grabbed her breasts, but she didn't object. She simply wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her tongue still entwined with mine, her breathing slightly rapid.
Only when she was almost breathless from the kiss did she push me away, while my hands continued to caress her full breasts, my fingers gently flicking her small nipples. With each flick, she let out a soft "hmm," seemingly enjoying it as well. I felt like I was going to explode. I used my other hand to place her hand under my crotch, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my already throbbing, purple penis, letting her hold it in her hand. "Help me, okay?" I said, looking at her. She didn't remove her hand; instead, she gently moved my penis up and down a couple of times. "Is this okay?" Her cool little hand stroked my penis up and down. "So big and hard!" she said as she stroked it.
"Baby, can you help me with your mouth?"
"Okay." She looked around, and after making sure no one was there, she obediently bent down, pinched my penis, first kissed the glans, tentatively touched the shaft with her tongue, slowly took the glans into her mouth, her tongue circling the urethral opening, then taking it deeper, slowly swallowing and releasing my penis. I was amazed by her skillful technique, and at the same time, I enjoyed a pleasure I hadn't experienced in a long time. While she was licking my penis, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and kneaded her breasts. I could hear her moaning, and she was aroused too… Because it had been so long since we'd done it, and with such intense stimulation, I quickly felt a rush of heat to my groin. I couldn't help but pull my hand away, press her head down, and increase the speed of my thrusts, penetrating deep into her throat. She could only hold onto my thighs, making "ho ho, ho ho" sounds, her saliva dripping down as my penis was pulled out, soaking my pants. After a series of rapid thrusts, I ejaculated. My penis, which I was about to pull out, was forcefully held in her mouth. In my excitement, I ejaculated all over her mouth. I don't know what they mean by ejaculating for how long in novels, but this time I truly ejaculated into her mouth. Because her mouth still contained my penis, the milky-white, slightly yellowish semen dripped from the corners of her mouth. Only after she sensed I had ejaculated did she pull my penis out of her mouth. Watching the girl with semen still on her lips, her eyes filled with a seductive allure, swallow the remaining semen, she lowered her head and cleaned the residue off my penis with her mouth, swallowing it all as well. I was utterly speechless with shock. I never imagined that a girl so shy could be so skilled at oral sex, and that she would swallow my semen before I could even react!
"Brother Sun, was it good?" The little vixen blinked at my surprised expression and asked playfully.
"It was so good, baby, but..."
Before I could finish, she covered my mouth with her hand. "Don't ask me why I did this, okay? I'll tell you later. Right now, let's just enjoy each other's love, okay? Brother Sun, you're a good man, and you're so good to me. I can feel your kindness and love. I have nothing to repay you with; I just want a man who loves me to be with me and cherish me..." With that, she hugged my waist tightly and nestled in my arms.
I truly didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly. I originally thought good things take time, and that winning over such a beautiful and sexy girl would require considerable effort. But after spending over a month together, sensing my deep affection and desire for her, she reciprocated my feelings today like a volcanic eruption. She not only gave me her passion but also an unprecedented oral sex experience. (While I've had oral sex with women before, none of them had ever swallowed my semen.)

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