My colleague, the innocent young woman Xiaowen (1-3)

Company colleague, innocent young woman Xiaowen,
first published: Sex Bar 07.22
Word count: 18378 words
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I graduated from university two years ago and went to work for a foreign-funded trading company in Hangzhou. The company's office environment was good, with four people sharing an office. But my office was strange, with only three people. One colleague, surnamed Huang, was on maternity leave when I went in and I had never seen her before. There was only one female employee in my office named Xiaowen, who was one year older than me, 25 years old, 168 cm tall, with a face that was not stunning but still pleasing to the eye. Her skin was very white and delicate, and her figure was the devilish type. I have to say, it was very enjoyable and exciting to work with such a woman every day, but at the beginning I didn't think much about it. My girlfriend was a classmate I met in college, but now she went to another city to study for a master's degree. She went for a year, and during that year, we could only make love during the holidays to satisfy our desires. Xiaowen's husband was a salesman who often went on business trips. She had been married for more than two years. It seemed that their married life was good. According to her, her husband is a sales manager at a tire company in Hangzhou, with his main clients in Nanchang, Guangxi, requiring him to travel for at least 20 days each month. Although his income is quite substantial, it's still a bit of a struggle for a young woman married for two years. Xiaowen comes from a well-off family, and her bags and clothes are all designer brands. However, as she puts it, married life is different; she no longer feels like shopping for clothes. Last year, before her husband was promoted to manager, he was still in Hangzhou and didn't need to travel, so life was good. Starting in the middle of last year, his position improved, but he spent less and less time at home. She wanted a child, but her husband said they should wait until his career was more stable next year. So, this resentful young woman now sits in the office, initially just exchanging greetings. When she's bored, she does some paperwork, then watches Korean dramas. Occasionally, she'll go out to eat with her girlfriends, but she's stopped going. Firstly, she can't enjoy going out as a married woman, and secondly, her husband isn't around; before, she could ask him to take her out. So she felt even more empty and bored. As for me, I usually played mahjong, went to the gym, and had plenty of free time. But I was new to the company, and two of us were doing the work of three people. Since I'm a guy, I basically did all the heavy and tiring work without hesitation. She noticed this, and we gradually became familiar with each other. It had only been about a month, but we were already quite close.
At first, we only talked about work-related things, but as time went on, we started talking about life. After about six months, we could say we could talk about anything. Her complaints about her husband and my dissatisfaction with my girlfriend were intertwined, and gradually we opened up about everything. She was a year older than me, and at first, she called me Sister Wen. I didn't shy away from things, and when I had less work, I would browse some adult websites. It's normal for adults, and she would talk to me about sex-related topics after seeing this. One time, I was working overtime at the company until after 9 pm, and I was waiting for her to leave work together. I browsed a weight loss page on 39health.com and asked her about her weight and measurements. She said she weighed 50kg, her waist was 1.9 feet, and she didn't know the rest. But judging by appearance, that seemed about right, so I pressed for details, asking about her bust size.
I said I could understand not knowing her hip circumference, but how could she not know her bust size? What do you do when you buy bras? She said the sales assistants always get them for her, and she always uses the Gujin brand. I asked what cup size she was. She said 35C. I said I couldn't tell. Because she usually wears loose clothing, I'd never seen her in anything tight. I pointed out the body measurements on the website to her, which piqued her interest. I asked how much her bust measurement varied. She shook her head. For some reason, I pulled a measuring tape from a drawer and said I'd measure it for her. Her fair, oval face immediately turned bright red, and she shook her head. I said what did it matter, we're so familiar with each other. She said she was afraid someone might see her. I don't know where I got the courage from, but half-jokingly, half-teasingly, I said it was just the two of us in the whole company, it was okay. To reassure her, I even went out and locked the company gate. When I came back, she didn't say anything, just quietly stared at the computer. She seemed to be thinking about something.
I listed all the measurements from the website, had her stand up straight, and then started measuring with a tape measure: shoulders, arms, upper body to navel, lower body to feet, thigh and calf lengths, hip circumference (76cm). None of these were unusual; her figure was truly perfect. Finally, I measured her bust. I first measured her underbust at 79cm. When I measured her upper bust, I could feel her breathing and heartbeat; I could feel her trying to calm her heaving chest. She was wearing a loose pink short-sleeved t-shirt and white casual pants that day. My hand holding the tape measure gently brushed against her breasts, feeling the softness of her bra and the elasticity of her breasts. Her breathing became more rapid, and her large eyes were fixed on something else. I told her her upper bust was 92cm. She gave a soft "hmm" and asked if she usually wore a bra a size too small. She said it was because she was embarrassed. What era are we living in? There are still women like this. Xiaowen usually seems rather introverted. I told her that the difference between her upper and lower bust measurements was 13cm, which meant her bra size was 35B. To make it more accurate, I said I would unhook her bra. She froze, and before she could react, I had already unhooked it from behind her clothes. She instinctively covered her chest with her hands, and I calmly told her not to be nervous. She knew me well and lowered her hands. But at this point, we were alone together, and we both knew what was going to happen next. So I pushed her bra up through her clothes and showed her how to hold it. Her face was a little red, and she had a somewhat expectant expression, but I pretended not to notice and continued measuring with the tape measure. My fingers could feel her full, round, and very elastic breasts. Sure enough, her smaller bra was hiding the size. I held the tape measure in one hand and gently lifted her breast with the other, secretly surprised to find that her upper bust measurement was 96cm. When I told her, she wasn't surprised at all, saying her sister was just as voluptuous and wore a 35D bra. She was embarrassed. I said her husband must love her voluptuous figure, and she said her husband always complimented her, saying he couldn't resist having sex with her every time he saw her change bras. She started developing at 16 and was like this by 20. But when she talked about her husband, I could clearly sense a hint of resentment. I showed her some online articles about the dangers of wearing small bras. Unexpectedly, my explanation actually made her wear a 35D bra and start wearing tight clothes. I put down the measuring tape and told her that breasts are very elastic, but she replied that she didn't know what that meant. I held her smooth, white hand and pressed it against her left breast. "Can you feel it?" I asked. She shook her head again. I whispered that she was silly, and naturally, my hands reached around her from behind and cupped her breasts. She really was like the advertising slogan said, a woman a man couldn't hold in one hand. I gently kneaded her breasts and nipples, telling her about my sensations. She said her nipples were very sensitive, and every time her husband touched them, she would become very wet, no matter what. When I asked her how it felt to be touched now, she said she needed to be completely free of distractions to discuss such private matters with me, otherwise she wouldn't be able to control her emotions. I knew I was a guy who was quite popular with girls. I told her to just talk about her physical sensations, setting aside her emotions. She said she felt an indescribable comfort throughout her body, and her vagina was wet, with a desire to be touched and for her vagina to be filled. My penis was fully erect at this point, so I rubbed it against her buttocks for a while. I tentatively asked her if she usually had orgasms during sex, and she surprisingly said she did almost every time, but only after a year of marriage. At first, her husband was always on top, and he would often ejaculate just as she was starting to feel pleasure, so she didn't know what an orgasm was during the first year. Later, her husband tried having her on top and also using a seated or cuddling position, and she was able to reach orgasm quickly. I shared my sexual experiences with my girlfriend with her; she was the type who orgasmed easily. I touched her mons pubis, which was quite high, indicating she was a woman with a high sex drive. I said she could reach orgasm just by touching her breasts, but she said she had never tried. I said I'd let her try, and she was a little shy, but at this point she was willing to let me do as I pleased. So I found an adult film for her to watch. I deliberately had her sit while I stood next to her. It was a Japanese adult film. Xiao Cai said she had never watched adult films before, but I saw her eyes glazed over and her breathing was quite heavy while watching, so I knew she wasn't lying. She definitely didn't seem to watch them often. Women like that get into the mood very easily after watching for a while, becoming as lewd as the women in the film. And once a woman with such a high sex drive is aroused, she will relentlessly demand more. It started with one man and one woman, then two men and one woman. There were oral sex, breast sex, facial ejaculation, swallowing semen, etc. She said she didn't know about these things before, and even said that two men and one woman was a disease. I knew she was relatively innocent when it came to sex. I then took the opportunity to start caressing her breasts again. I could feel that her breasts had swelled up considerably due to excitement, and I could even hear her heartbeat. I gradually increased the pressure of my hands, squeezing her large breasts until they were slightly deformed, but she didn't react at all. I think it was probably my good control and her trust in me that allowed me to do this smoothly. I asked her how it felt. She shyly said that she didn't want to go to work anymore. I pointed out that she wanted to avoid going home to do her "homework." Her face turned red again. She said that her husband had been away on business trips for the past two weeks. I felt that this was an implication. The film was an hour long. While caressing her breasts, I secretly unzipped my pants and took out my penis. I also discussed her husband's size and duration with her. She said that when her husband was fully erect, it was just the right size for her to hold with both hands. I measured her hands, and the height was exactly 12cm. She said that her husband's hardness was good, but not very thick, and that she liked men with a lot of dark hair because she found it sexy. I felt the timing was right, so I told her not to turn around and let her feel my erection. Her eyes were fixed on the computer screen. I took the opportunity to pull down my pants; my penis was already erect. I took one of her small hands and moved it to my crotch. Her hand was a little cold, and she instinctively tried to pull it back when it touched my erection, but I held it firmly. After about ten seconds, she stopped moving. I told her to close her eyes and then stood in front of her. I pulled her other hand over and made her grasp my penis. When her hands grasped my penis, the glans and part of it were still outside, and her blush spread across her pink neck. I asked her how it felt compared to her husband. She hesitated for a while before whispering, "Your penis is so thick and long, and so hard. The pubic hair even reaches your navel. It's so sexy and exciting." I told her, "Mine is especially hard. Once it's inside, it will make you orgasm very easily!"
She said that from a woman's physiological perspective, the size and diameter of my penis would be more appealing to her because of the visual stimulation and the deeper, more powerful impact she needs during the pre-orgasmic stages. I took one of her hands and guided it to my scrotum, telling her about the most easily aroused part of a man's body. Then I stood behind her again, letting her hold my penis with one hand as we continued watching porn. She asked me in surprise why the male porn star's penis was so large. I smiled but didn't answer. How could I explain that? In the last twenty minutes, I told her I was feeling uncomfortable and asked her to help me masturbate. She didn't dare turn around or answer, but her hands moved back and forth cooperatively. I was now sitting beside her, my hands still gently kneading her breasts, but now they were inside her clothes, directly touching her smooth, delicate skin. I quietly lifted her clothes, and a pair of perfect breasts came into view, beautifully shaped, like a drop of water, with light pink nipples pointing upwards. Without a bra, her breasts were still close together, not the wide-set shape common among Asian women. I almost ejaculated at that moment. And her hand was still stroking me, giving me an incredible orgasm. This feeling was so much better than having sex with my girlfriend. One of my hands quietly slipped between her legs, and she silently parted them. My fingertips felt the overflowing moisture at the opening of her labia. My middle finger tried to probe her vulva; it was slippery and tight, the warm feeling was wonderful. I stroked her nipples with one hand and her clitoris with the other, and she quickened the pace of her stroking. Finally, near the end of the film, we both reached orgasm simultaneously. My hot semen shot directly between her breasts, with some even landing on her face. She was still shy as I wiped her chest. She said this feeling was much more exciting than having sex with her husband. She had just reached orgasm three times, and I said that if I hadn't been able to control myself, I would have let her experience the power of my penis. She also said that she didn't expect me to have such strong self-control, and she was actually afraid that I would force myself on her. I felt a little uncomfortable, but it was precisely because of this beginning that we became even more open with each other and often exchanged sexual experiences. Her husband is away from home for more than 20 days a month, and she has a very high sex drive, so I became her masturbation aid. However, for a long time, we didn't have direct intercourse. Each time, she would help me, and I would help her, at most reaching orgasm through oral sex. But after a while, she became more open, and a few times I ejaculated directly into her mouth, which she swallowed without hesitation. She told me that swallowing semen felt strange at first, but later she found it delicious, though it was different when she had sex with her husband. She kind of liked our relationship. After all, I have my own girlfriend, and our relationship is stable. She has her own husband and plans to quit her job next year to have a baby. Actually, her husband is very good to her, except for his busy work schedule. She feels guilty towards him for doing this, but gradually, driven by sexual needs, and purely by desire, she started relying on it for motivation. Since Xiaowen and I became close and started masturbating together, it naturally led to real sex. Her husband's frequent business trips made her sex life irregular, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, she would ask me to help her masturbate. And the frequency increased. Our company is a foreign trade company, sometimes very quiet, sometimes very busy. Then Lao Wang came to fill the vacant position, while the colleague on maternity leave remained on leave, with no one really taking responsibility. So, there were always only three people in the office: a middle-aged man named Lao Wang, and a young intern. Lao Wang is a married man in his forties, so he often tells us that he should work less overtime, come in earlier in the morning, and do more work so we can help him. After all, he's older, and working overtime wouldn't be enough, plus he probably has to pick up his child from school and buy groceries. Xiao Wen and I just went along with it. Besides, we're all young; we usually start work at 9 am, but with Lao Wang here, we can have an extra half hour to have breakfast. Actually, in a foreign trade company where the workday ends at 6 pm, if we really work overtime, it's usually until 7 pm, mostly just waiting for emails, photocopies, phone calls, etc. His request felt like a godsend to Xiao Wen and me. The intern seemed to be a relative of one of the managers, so every day around 3 PM we'd send her home, which she was happy to do. But a young girl is still a young girl; she'd always drag me and Xiaowen to lunch, saying things like, "If it weren't for Sister Wen getting married and Brother Tao (my name has Tao in it) having a girlfriend of three years, you two would really be looking more and more like a couple." We'd just shake our heads helplessly. Luckily, she didn't think much of it and it passed. Every time she brought up that kind of relationship, Xiaowen and I felt a little awkward, but as time went on, our relationship at the company really did become more and more natural. People would actually believe we were more like siblings than a married couple. In the mornings, I would bring Xiaowen some breakfast and coffee. She knew I lived alone, so she would often make me fruit salads or something to supplement my vitamins. Occasionally, she would also stew soup for me. The feelings between us were gradually heating up. We both knew that if things continued like this, something would happen sooner or later, but we were both so immersed in lust that we couldn't extricate ourselves. Even though we had never actually been intimate, the stimulation had already filled the void in my heart and filled her physical loneliness. Sometimes when I got home and masturbated, I would think about her all the time. Once, I even begged her to give me her bra so I could buy one for my girlfriend. Of course, she gave it to me. Actually, I ejaculated on her bra while masturbating. I couldn't control my passion for her anymore. However, it was almost May Day, and if my girlfriend came back, I could release my lust on her. We'd do this, with her helping me masturbate, occasionally giving her oral sex, and me helping her masturbate, sometimes just licking her. Several months passed, and we hadn't actually had sex, but as time went on, we became more open, and our text messages became much more explicit. However, during the time her husband was back, we wouldn't have any contact or text messages. We both understood, but things still progressed as they were meant to. [Last edited by tim118]

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