Sexy female secretary

I've been working at a foreign company for ten years, holding a mid-level manager position in the marketing department. I have 15 staff members under me, all young, the oldest being around 33. I'm the only older, married one; the
rest are mostly unmarried and enjoy partying, but they all perform well at work. My wife is even busier than me, a career woman who doesn't have time for me, and our relationship has become somewhat distant. So, I usually hang out with these young guys until late at night.

I play sports and work out. Although I'm 35, I love sports, don't smoke or drink, and maintain excellent physical condition.

Three years ago, I needed to find an English secretary for work. I had several interviews but couldn't find a suitable candidate. Then one day, a girl came for an interview. She was 26 years old, had graduated from university in the United States, and worked in a trading company. Because she wasn't dressed up, I paid special attention to her. I could tell from her eyes that she was a very emotional person, and she had a charming aura. After interviewing several people, I still felt that her English and work ability were good, so I invited her to start work. Her name was Sasha.

After Sasha started working, I didn't have much time to pay attention to her. She was mainly guided by senior colleagues, and she was quite serious about it. Over time, she started chatting and laughing with her colleagues. She was also quite lively and cheerful. Through work, I gradually taught her some professional knowledge. As we interacted more, she started joking and making faces at me. I thought she was quite charming, just not very fashionable. She often wore loose pants and flat shoes, which made her seem a bit unfashionable compared to those hot young women!

She often worked overtime, and he would stay behind to take her home. As time went on, we gradually started talking about personal matters, and I learned that she had a complicated and lingering boyfriend. She couldn't break up with him, and when she wanted to, he pretended to be dead. She was annoyed and didn't care about dressing up. She didn't have the motivation to dress up for work or after get off work. But I could easily see that Sasha had two ear piercings and her eyebrows were very well-groomed. I knew that she used to be a hot girl, but now she was too lazy to put on makeup!

During a dinner party with some drinks, I discovered that Sasha was actually very beautiful. She had thick eyebrows and big, watery eyes, rosy cheeks, and full lips. According to other girls, Sasha was 164 cm tall, weighed 48 kg, and had measurements of 34D-25-36. She had delicate skin and took full-body care after taking a bath every night, making her skin smooth and supple. She had a voluptuous figure, and to protect her beautiful legs, she never wore high heels, always wearing flat shoes and no stockings, which made her look rather awkward.

As we spent more time together, I gradually came to appreciate this girl. We slowly developed feelings for each other, and I gently opened her heart, persuading her to end the relationship that shouldn't have existed. I helped her gradually adapt to the freedom of living alone. Her mood brightened, and she became more beautiful. She dyed and permed her hair, changing her look. Her voluminous, soft, and shiny hair enhanced her beauty. She learned makeup from those hot girls, and with eyeshadow, she became a mesmerizing beauty who could attract any man's attention.

She also started wearing form-fitting dresses and tops, highlighting her stunning figure. My goodness! My little darling, she's actually a sexy bombshell.

One day, I took her to buy her first pair of high heels. I picked out a pair of five-inch high-heeled sandals with a rhinestone lace-up ankle. Sasha's beautiful feet looked amazing in them, and the sales assistant praised them. I believe it wasn't just polite talk. I tied the laces myself, kissed her knee, and helped her up to try walking. Her trembling legs and joyful heart made her look like a happy princess. She walked back and forth, swaying, her whole body almost leaning against me. She said her legs were sore, so I massaged her calves. The envious looks from everyone made Sasha start dressing more maturely and sexily.

That night, I bought her three pairs of high heels, all sexy ones. When I took Sasha home, she gave me a kiss in the car; she said it was an American way of saying goodbye, and I happily accepted it. From then on, every night when I took her home, we'd have a kiss-bye, occasionally a deep kiss or a French kiss, but she told me not to overthink it or get the wrong idea. Her

sexy appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention from men at work, and she gradually regained her confidence as a woman. Sasha is truly beautiful, just yet to be fully realized.

On Friday morning, the eve of Mayday's weekend, I picked Sasha up from work as usual. I had promised her that we would go to Changchun to see a movie that evening, and she dressed up especially to please me. She wore a fitted white short dress with a front closure and a slightly stretchy cotton fabric that exuded a summery vibe. Her firm breasts were almost bursting out of the buttons, and her cleavage was clearly visible. Her fair breasts were almost visible through the veins.

Wearing four-inch high-heeled ankle sandals with a silver chain around her slender ankles, and pinkish-purple toenail polish, her outfit was youthful, vibrant, and sexy—utterly captivating. Her bra and panties were faintly visible through the clasp in the car, still in a rather cute style. I wanted to test Sasha's limits, so I kept praising her. Her blushing cheeks made her even more alluring: "I see the girls at the company wearing thongs with their form-fitting skirts. I wonder if they're uncomfortable?"

"Have you ever worn one?"

"Thongs? I've never tried them. I often see Xiaoyu wearing them to work," Sasha said.

"Oh! You'd look even more beautiful in a thong today! It would show off your curves perfectly, and your butt shape is gorgeous."

"Otherwise, the panties will cut off the line of your buttocks, which is a bit of a shame, especially since your buttocks are so perky."

"Then next time! I'll go buy some when I have time! I'll try them on, I'm afraid my mom will faint if she sees them." Sasha said shyly.

I touched her hair, which smelled wonderful. I knew she would go buy thongs because she listened to me, and I also knew that Sasha had fallen in love with me, and I was slowly falling in love with her too!

I went to the World Trade Center for a meeting in the afternoon, and it was only four o'clock when it ended. Sasha texted me to ask what time I was going back to the company. I knew she was thinking of me, so on a whim, I went to the CK counter upstairs at Shin Kong Mitsukoshi to buy her a sexy lingerie set. I saw a set of all-white gauze lingerie and thong, almost transparent, and although I was embarrassed, I went ahead and bought

it. The sales assistant persuaded me to also buy an all-black gauze lingerie set, which came in a gift box with ribbon, and she even called me a romantic husband. It was past six when I got back to the office, and the other colleagues had already left. I still had some things to take care of. Sasha ran into my room and asked if I needed any help.

"No, thank you. I'm going to see a movie after I finish this. This outfit is for you."

"What is it?" Sasha asked, a shy smile on her face as she unwrapped it.

"Ah! Wow! So beautiful! So sexy! Where did you buy it?"

"Do you like it? Go try it on, let me see!"

"Hmm..." She hesitated for a moment: "Okay." She almost fainted, and ran out shyly. It was probably the first time she had worn sexy lingerie.

Sasha fumbled around in the bathroom for a long time before finally returning to my office shyly. The outline of her thong was clearly visible on her white fitted dress, fully displaying her round buttocks. Two pink nipples were clearly visible on her top, which she could only slightly cover with her hair. My penis was also hard and swollen, almost bursting out of my underwear.

Sasha said coquettishly, "It's a little see-through! I'm a little embarrassed to wear it!"

"No, only people with a good figure can wear it like this. Isn't that how it is abroad?" I said, "It's really beautiful! Very sexy." I kept praising and affirming her.

“My classmates studying abroad all wear this, but I just don’t have the courage to wear it,” Sasha said. “But it’s really pretty and sexy. I’ll try it on tonight.”

Sasha gradually accepted it, constantly circling around me, showing off her new lingerie, looking in the mirror, and occasionally kissing my cheek to thank me. Since all her colleagues had gone on weekends, leaving only the two of us in the office, she dared to be so intimate.

“Want to see the lingerie?” Sasha asked.

“How?” I asked her while signing documents.

“I’ll unbutton it so you can see!”

“Really!”

At this moment, Sasha slowly unbuttoned the front buttons, revealing her full breasts. Her pink nipples were clearly visible, and her high, firm breasts were incredibly alluring. The sheer fabric made her breasts sway constantly, as if they were about to bounce out. Her slender waist was shapely and exquisite, adorned only by a thin white thong. The transparent white thong couldn't conceal her neatly trimmed pubic hair, completely revealing her dark undergrowth. The triangle—Sasa must often tuck in her pubic hair. Her buttocks were completely exposed except for a small triangle at her waist. The bottom of her thong was completely inside her cleft, revealing a few pubic hairs. Her plump labia were pink and rosy, and the thong was faintly visible. Her straight and beautiful legs, paired with high heels, slender ankles, and anklets, were enough to make one's blood boil. One's penis was already pressing against the edge of the table, completely out of control.

I was terrified that other colleagues might return to the office, so I told Sasha to quickly button up her clothes. Sasha laughed and twirled around, her entire figure on full display. I really wanted to have sex with her right there in the office, but it was too dangerous. I quickly hugged her and gave her a deep kiss to calm her down. My hands slowly roamed over her body. Her soft body, delicate skin, and breasts that I couldn't grasp with one hand made my sperm already throbbing. The constant caresses caused her love juices to seep out of her thong, and her labia kept rubbing against my penis.

The heat was uncontrollable, but I could only caress her like this, listening to Sasha's soft, intriguing moans: "Oh... um... um... oh... so... so itchy..."

"Oh... um... um... oh... good... oh... kiss me..."

Afraid of an accident and being seen by my coworkers, I quickly buttoned her clothes and led her out of the office to see a movie.

After eating McDonald's, we went to Changchun to see a movie. This non-mainstream movie, which was about to be taken off the screens, didn't have many people watching. We all had a tub of fries and a Coke, and unanimously chose to sit in the last seats. There were only six people watching the whole movie, three couples. Perhaps she was already burning with desire and couldn't hold back any longer. She leaned on my shoulder and into my arms, kissing my earlobe and neck from time to time, blowing hot air on my ear, thoroughly teasing me.

With her legs slightly parted, I caressed Sasha's thighs, a faint, sweet fragrance wafting from them. I unbuttoned the bottom two buttons, allowing my right hand to reach her clitoris. The continuous teasing caused her love juices to overflow from her thong, the thin fabric unable to absorb the excess, and they slid down her legs.

Sasha had already sprayed some aphrodisiac perfume, trying to lure me into her secret garden without letting me directly attack her bud. She leaned to the other side, placing her legs on my thighs. I kissed every inch of her beautiful legs, her fair, bamboo shoot-like calves, her slender ankles that could be grasped in one hand—truly captivating my soul. My right hand also roamed and caressed the base of her thighs, warm, moist, and delicate.

Occasionally touching her labia made Sasha even more aroused! Sasha kept playing a mouth-to-mouth game with me, sharing fries with me, sometimes exchanging French kisses, sometimes snuggling into my arms and acting coquettishly. My hands would wander over her body, on her breasts, her waist, and between her legs. Sasha would also caress me restlessly, constantly stroking my penis through her suit pants. I gradually unbuttoned all her clothes, and in the movie theater, her white bra was clearly visible under the fluorescent light, which was even more exciting. But what I wanted even more was to take it off, to take off all her bras!

"Sasha, can you take off your bra?!"

"Hmm...you're so horny...okay...take it off if you want..."

"You help me take it off, it makes me look like a slut if I take it off myself, I hate it!" Sasha said.

After I carefully took off her CK bra, Sasha also lifted her buttocks and raised her toes so that I could take off her thong. The thong was already soaked and could not be put back on.

I pulled up the middle armrest and let Sasha lie on my lap. Her open dress couldn't cover her body anymore, and worried about being seen, she used my suit jacket as a blanket. Underneath the blanket, Sasha was already naked. I caressed Sasha's whole body while watching the movie. She closed her eyes and enjoyed my gentle caresses, occasionally kissing her lips and playing with her breasts. Finally, she took my fingers and stroked her labia. Her moist, warm labia were plump and juicy, and my middle finger could move in and out freely. Her vagina was tight but elastic, and it could be big or small, sometimes with one finger, sometimes with two, depending on Sasha's feelings. Her hips swayed in response, and she hugged my waist tightly with both hands, her sharp nails digging into my waist. I knew she wanted to climax.

She buried her face in my stomach, afraid that her moans would be heard. The louder the movie music, the louder her moans, and my penis felt like it was about to burst.

"Ah...oh...it feels so good...oh..."

"Husband...I...I...it feels so good...oh..."

"I...I...I'm going to...orgasm...faster...faster..."

"My...front...it feels so itchy...oh...husband...I want...I want...oh..."

"I...I'm...orgasming...um...um...you're so mean..."

After a shudder, I knew Sasha had orgasmed. Perhaps she was too embarrassed to lift her head for a long time, or perhaps she didn't know how to explain to her boss that she was her husband. Sasha lay on my lap, and I kept stroking her and kissing her hair to ease the awkward atmosphere. She said sweetly, "I love you so much!"

I returned her a deep kiss, and Sasha relaxed. I unzipped my zipper, reached in and pulled out my long-swollen penis, a full 18 centimeters long. The veins around the shaft were prominent, and the glans, red and the size of a goose egg, was ready to pounce. Sasha's tongue kept teasing the glans, sometimes taking it in, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking. It was a little hard for her small mouth to hold this big penis, but her oral sex skills were excellent. Her lips were soft, and her tongue was nimble. Suddenly, she put an ice cube from a cola in her mouth and gave me a five-fold experience of ice and fire.

This was a dirty joke my male colleagues often told. Little did I know that tonight I was enjoying this ultimate sexual pleasure. She kept stroking my penis, using her lips to thrust it in and out until it reached her throat. My hands were also restless, inserting into her labia to find and tease her clitoris. The more excited Sasha became, the harder she stroked my glans, making muffled moans. I couldn't bear to ejaculate into Sasha's mouth, so when I was about to climax, I pushed Sasha's head away, stopping her from continuing oral sex. I quickly hugged and kissed her, whispering sweet nothings to distract her. After her orgasm, she was a little tired, so I let her sleep on my lap to cool off. I watched the movie by myself, but the fragmented plot made it impossible to follow the story.

As we left the movie theater, Sasha was only wearing an outer garment and no underwear. Some sharp-eyed perverts had already spotted her. Passing by the shops on the first floor, the glaring lights shone through her skirt, and we could vaguely see her pubic hair and two plump buttocks. Her breasts were even more prominent after being stimulated. We could also see some love fluid on the back of her skirt, making a small patch wet. I didn't want to say anything to avoid spoiling the mood, so I let those perverts have their way. Sasha wanted to see the night view, and I wanted to take her up Datun Mountain. Along the way, she lazily lay between my lap and the steering wheel, listening to music.

With my left hand driving, I unbuttoned her clothes with my right. She was completely naked inside, her thong drying in the air conditioning on the back seat. She slowly enjoyed the caresses, softly moaning, a mix of singing and moaning, her moans and groans quite melodious and seductive. Worried she was cold, I covered her with her suit jacket. Already burning with passion, she didn't care about the stares of passersby, straddling the window and the windshield. Motorcycle riders could clearly see her wet labia and her long, beautiful legs.

The last observation deck at the top of Tunshan offers a view of Jinshan's nightscape. Since no one was sitting there, we got out of the car. Although cars occasionally passed by, they were all quick and tactful, leaving without lingering. It was a bit windy, and I wanted Sasha to hold me. Her soft, naked body was right in front of me, and the alluring night view only heightened our emotions.

Sasha teased me, kissing my earlobe, her right leg occasionally straddling my waist, wanting me to support myself with my left hand, rubbing her soft vulva against my penis. We chatted, sang, and moaned, almost like she was on drugs, a hazy, dreamlike state. She whispered sweetly in my ear, "Honey...would you like to come in? I want you so much!"

"Honey...can you come in just a moment?"

Sasha unbuckled my belt, and my suit pants fell to the ground with a swish. She quickly pulled down my boxer shorts as well. Sasha knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, stroking it. It was so swollen and itchy that she didn't care even when cars passed by. I, too, lost my temper and didn't care anymore. She licked the glans, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against my scrotum, and then she quickened her pace, thrusting her lips in and out. The moment the penis was inserted, she trembled uncontrollably, her legs unable to support her body. She had no choice but to sit on the chair. Sasha, holding the penis, straddled it with a thud, and with a squeak, it slid in completely. She felt a surge of heat and tightness, and her love juices flowed freely, overflowing at the point of contact. The pubic hair rubbed together, making a soft rustling sound. She wanted to devour the penis greedily.

Sasha began to sway her hips and buttocks, enjoying the thick and powerful penis. Her breathing quickened, and she started to moan, "It's been so long since we made love... I want to..."

"Honey... your penis is so big and hard... Oh... are you hitting something...?"

"Don't go too fast... I want to enjoy it slowly... Oh... Ah... Wow..."

"Don't help me yet... Oh... I want to do it myself... Wow..."

Sasha wanted to take off her dress, but I wouldn't let her. At least she wouldn't be seen naked by passersby across the street. Sasha lifted her breasts with her hands for me to kiss. I teased her nipples with the tip of my tongue to make them harder, and then took them into my mouth.

Her 34D breasts were big and soft, and I kept playing with them. Her snow-white skin was even more beautiful under the moonlight. Sasha kept swaying her hips back and forth, and my penis became more and more swollen. I could feel her long-awaited lust, her vigor, her wantonness, and her most primal needs. Since there was no one outside, she also began to let out unrestrained moans, sometimes low growls, sometimes high-pitched ones. The garrison on the mountaintop could probably hear it. I held her slender waist and thrust in and out forcefully. Her wet love juices were even more tempting, getting wetter and wetter, and slipperier and slipperier.

"Oh... God... Husband, it's so deep... so inside..."

"Husband... it's so big... it feels so good..."

"Oh... ah... oh... so... so good..."

"Don't cum yet... I... I... want one more time... oh..."

"I... want... want... husband to help me... I... oh... oh..."

"Husband...shoot...shoot...husband, shoot now...oh..."

After an unknown amount of time spent in this tender embrace, Sasha had several orgasms. I, too, couldn't withstand the torment of the entire night, and a stream of hot semen shot deep into her vagina. Holding Sasha tightly, I felt a little lost after ejaculating. Sasha considerately comforted me, saying it was my safe period and I shouldn't worry too much. After cleaning me up, we lay on a chair looking at the stars and chatting. I helped her put her thong and bra back on. I knew we were in love, and I didn't want to think about anything else. I just wanted to enjoy this night and our love. The kiss goodbye when I took her home that night was the sweetest.

I've been working for a foreign company for ten years, holding a mid-level manager position in the marketing department. I have 15 staff members under me, all young people, the oldest being around 33. I'm the only older one, and I'm married. The rest are mostly unmarried and enjoy having fun, but they all perform well at work. My wife is even busier than me; she's a career woman and our relationship has become somewhat distant. So, I usually hang out with these young guys until late at night.

I play sports and work out. Although I'm 35, I enjoy exercise, don't smoke or drink, and maintain a very good physical condition.

Three years ago, I needed to find an English secretary for work. I had several interviews but couldn't find a suitable candidate. Then one day, a girl came for an interview. She was 26 years old, had graduated from university in the United States, and worked in a trading company. Because she wasn't dressed up, I paid special attention to her. I could tell from her eyes that she was a very emotional person, and she had a charming aura. After interviewing several people, I still felt that her English and work ability were good, so I invited her to start work. Her name was Sasha.

After Sasha started working, I didn't have much time to pay attention to her. She was mainly guided by senior colleagues, and she was quite serious about it. Over time, she started chatting and laughing with her colleagues. She was also quite lively and cheerful. Through work, I gradually taught her some professional knowledge. As we interacted more, she started joking and making faces at me. I thought she was quite charming, just not very fashionable. She often wore loose pants and flat shoes, which made her seem a bit unfashionable compared to those hot young women!

She often worked overtime, and he would stay behind to take her home. As time went on, we gradually started talking about personal matters, and I learned that she had a complicated and lingering boyfriend. She couldn't break up with him, and when she wanted to, he pretended to be dead. She was annoyed and didn't care about dressing up. She didn't have the motivation to dress up for work or after get off work. But I could easily see that Sasha had two ear piercings and her eyebrows were very well-groomed. I knew that she used to be a hot girl, but now she was too lazy to put on makeup!

During a dinner party with some drinks, I discovered that Sasha was actually very beautiful. She had thick eyebrows and big, watery eyes, rosy cheeks, and full lips. According to other girls, Sasha was 164 cm tall, weighed 48 kg, and had measurements of 34D-25-36. She had delicate skin and took full-body care after taking a bath every night, making her skin smooth and supple. She had a voluptuous figure, and to protect her beautiful legs, she never wore high heels, always wearing flat shoes and no stockings, which made her look rather awkward.

As we spent more time together, I gradually came to appreciate this girl. We slowly developed feelings for each other, and I gently opened her heart, persuading her to end the relationship that shouldn't have existed. I helped her gradually adapt to the freedom of living alone. Her mood brightened, and she became more beautiful. She dyed and permed her hair, changing her look. Her voluminous, soft, and shiny hair enhanced her beauty. She learned makeup from those hot girls, and with eyeshadow, she became a mesmerizing beauty who could attract any man's attention.

She also started wearing form-fitting dresses and tops, highlighting her stunning figure. My goodness! My little darling, she's actually a sexy bombshell.

One day, I took her to buy her first pair of high heels. I picked out a pair of five-inch high-heeled sandals with a rhinestone lace-up ankle. Sasha's beautiful feet looked amazing in them, and the sales assistant praised them. I believe it wasn't just polite talk. I tied the laces myself, kissed her knee, and helped her up to try walking. Her trembling legs and joyful heart made her look like a happy princess. She walked back and forth, swaying, her whole body almost leaning against me. She said her legs were sore, so I massaged her calves. The envious looks from everyone made Sasha start dressing more maturely and sexily.

That night, I bought her three pairs of high heels, all sexy ones. When I took Sasha home, she gave me a kiss in the car; she said it was an American way of saying goodbye, and I happily accepted it. From then on, every night when I took her home, we'd have a kiss-bye, occasionally a deep kiss or a French kiss, but she told me not to overthink it or get the wrong idea. Her

sexy appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention from men at work, and she gradually regained her confidence as a woman. Sasha is truly beautiful, just yet to be fully realized.

On Friday morning, the eve of Mayday's weekend, I picked Sasha up from work as usual. I had promised her that we would go to Changchun to see a movie that evening, and she dressed up especially to please me. She wore a fitted white short dress with a front closure and a slightly stretchy cotton fabric that exuded a summery vibe. Her firm breasts were almost bursting out of the buttons, and her cleavage was clearly visible. Her fair breasts were almost visible through the veins.

Wearing four-inch high-heeled ankle sandals with a silver chain around her slender ankles, and pinkish-purple toenail polish, her outfit was youthful, vibrant, and sexy—utterly captivating. Her bra and panties were faintly visible through the clasp in the car, still in a rather cute style. I wanted to test Sasha's limits, so I kept praising her. Her blushing cheeks made her even more alluring: "I see the girls at the company wearing thongs with their form-fitting skirts. I wonder if they're uncomfortable?"

"Have you ever worn one?"

"Thongs? I've never tried them. I often see Xiaoyu wearing them to work," Sasha said.

"Oh! You would look even more beautiful if you wore a thong today! It would show off your curves perfectly. Your butt shape is so pretty." "

Otherwise, it's a bit of a shame that the lines of your butt are cut off by the underwear, especially since your perky butt is so rare."

"Then next time! I'll go buy some when I have time! I'll try it on, I'm afraid my mom will faint if she sees it." Sasha said shyly.

I touched her hair; it smelled wonderful. I knew she was going to buy a thong because she listened to me. I also knew that Sasha had fallen in love with me, and I was slowly falling in love with her too!

I went to the World Trade Center for a meeting in the afternoon. It was only four o'clock when it ended, and Sasha texted me to ask what time I was going back to the company. I knew she was thinking of me. On a whim, I went to the CK counter on the upper floor of Shin Kong Mitsukoshi to buy her a set of sexy lingerie. I saw a set of all-white gauze lingerie and a thong that was almost transparent. Although I was embarrassed, I still went to buy it. The salesperson persuaded me to buy another set of all-black gauze lingerie. It was packaged in a gift box with ribbons, and she even called me a romantic husband.

It was past six when I got back to the office. The other colleagues had already left. I still had some things to take care of. Sasha ran into my room and asked if I needed any help.

"No, thank you. I'm going to see a movie after I finish this. This dress is for you."

"What dress?" Sasha asked shyly as she unwrapped it.

"Ah! Wow! So beautiful! So sexy! Where did you buy it?"

"Do you like it? Go try it on, let me see!"

"Um..." She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay." She almost fainted, running out shyly. It was probably the first time she'd worn sexy lingerie.

Sasha fumbled around in the bathroom for a long time before finally returning to my office shyly. The outline of her thong was clearly visible under her white fitted dress, fully displaying her rounded buttocks. Two pink nipples were clearly visible through her top, which she could only partially cover with her hair. My penis was also throbbing, almost bursting out of my underwear.

Sasha said coquettishly, "It's a little see-through! I'm a little embarrassed to wear it!"

"No, only women with a good figure can wear it like this. Isn't that how it's done abroad?" I said. "It's really beautiful! Very sexy." I kept praising and affirming her.

“My classmates studying abroad all wear this, but I just don’t have the courage to wear it,” Sasha said. “But it’s really pretty and sexy. I’ll try it on tonight.”

Sasha gradually accepted it, constantly circling around me, showing off her new lingerie, looking in the mirror, and occasionally kissing my cheek to thank me. Since all our colleagues had gone on weekends, leaving only the two of us in the office, she dared to be so intimate.

“Want to see the lingerie?” Sasha asked.

“How?” I asked her while signing documents.

“I’ll unbutton it so you can see!”

"No way!"

At this moment, Sasha slowly unbuttoned the front buttons, revealing her full breasts. Her pink nipples were clearly visible, and her high, firm breasts were incredibly alluring. The sheer fabric made her breasts sway constantly, as if they were about to bounce out. Her slender waist was shapely and exquisite, with only a thin white thong belt around her waist. The transparent white thong could not conceal her neatly trimmed pubic hair, which was completely visible. Sasha wore a black inverted triangle, presumably because she often tucked in her pubic hair. Her buttocks were completely exposed except for a small triangle at her waist. The bottom of her thong was completely sunken into her cleft, revealing a few pubic hairs. Her plump labia were pink and rosy, and the thong was faintly visible. Her straight and beautiful legs, paired with high heels, slender ankles, and anklets, were enough to make one's blood boil. One's penis was already uncontrollably pressing against the edge of the table.

I was terrified that other colleagues might return to the office, so I told Sasha to quickly button up her clothes. Sasha laughed and twirled around, her entire figure on full display. I really wanted to have sex with her right there in the office, but it was too dangerous. I quickly hugged her and gave her a deep kiss to calm her down. My hands slowly roamed over her body. Her soft body, delicate skin, and breasts that I couldn't grasp with one hand made my sperm already throbbing. The constant caresses caused her love juices to seep out of her thong, and her labia kept rubbing against my penis.

The heat was uncontrollable, but I could only caress her like this, listening to Sasha's soft, intriguing moans: "Oh... um... um... oh... so... so itchy..."

"Oh... um... um... oh... good... oh... kiss me..."

Afraid of an accident and being seen by my coworkers, I quickly buttoned her clothes and led her out of the office to see a movie.

After eating McDonald's, we went to Changchun to see a movie. This non-mainstream movie, which was about to be taken off the screens, didn't have many people watching. We all had a tub of fries and a Coke, and unanimously chose to sit in the last seats. There were only six people watching the whole movie, three couples. Perhaps she was already burning with desire and couldn't hold back any longer. She leaned on my shoulder and into my arms, kissing my earlobe and neck from time to time, blowing hot air on my ear, thoroughly teasing me.

With her legs slightly parted, I caressed Sasha's thighs, a faint, sweet fragrance wafting from them. I unbuttoned the bottom two buttons, allowing my right hand to reach her clitoris. The continuous teasing caused her love juices to overflow from her thong, the thin fabric unable to absorb the excess, and they slid down her legs.

Sasha had already sprayed some aphrodisiac perfume, trying to lure me into her secret garden without letting me directly attack her bud. She leaned to the other side, placing her legs on my thighs. I kissed every inch of her beautiful legs, her fair, bamboo shoot-like calves, her slender ankles that could be grasped in one hand—truly captivating my soul. My right hand also roamed and caressed the base of her thighs, warm, moist, and delicate.

Occasionally touching her labia made Sasha even more aroused! Sasha kept playing a mouth-to-mouth game with me, sharing fries with me, sometimes exchanging French kisses, sometimes snuggling into my arms and acting coquettishly. My hands would wander over her body, on her breasts, her waist, and between her legs. Sasha would also caress me restlessly, constantly stroking my penis through her suit pants. I gradually unbuttoned all her clothes, and in the movie theater, her white bra was clearly visible under the fluorescent light, which was even more exciting. But what I wanted even more was to take it off, to take off all her bras!

"Sasha, can you take off your bra?!"

"Hmm...you're so horny...okay...take it off if you want..."

"You help me take it off, it makes me look like a slut if I take it off myself, I hate it!" Sasha said.

After I carefully took off her CK bra, Sasha also lifted her buttocks and raised her toes so that I could take off her thong. The thong was already soaked and could not be put back on.

I pulled up the middle armrest and let Sasha lie on my lap. Her open dress couldn't cover her body anymore, and worried about being seen, she used my suit jacket as a blanket. Underneath the blanket, Sasha was already naked. I caressed Sasha's whole body while watching the movie. She closed her eyes and enjoyed my gentle caresses, occasionally kissing her lips and playing with her breasts. Finally, she took my fingers and stroked her labia. Her moist, warm labia were plump and juicy, and my middle finger could move in and out freely. Her vagina was tight but elastic, and it could be big or small, sometimes with one finger, sometimes with two, depending on Sasha's feelings. Her hips swayed in response, and she hugged my waist tightly with both hands, her sharp nails digging into my waist. I knew she wanted to climax.

She buried her face in my stomach, afraid that her moans would be heard. The louder the movie music, the louder her moans, and my penis felt like it was about to burst.

"Ah...oh...it feels so good...oh..."

"Husband...I...I...it feels so good...oh..."

"I...I...I'm going to...orgasm...faster...faster..."

"My...front...it feels so itchy...oh...husband...I want...I want...oh..."

"I...I'm...orgasming...um...um...you're so mean..."

After a shudder, I knew Sasha had orgasmed. Perhaps she was too embarrassed to lift her head for a long time, or perhaps she didn't know how to explain to her boss that she was her husband. Sasha lay on my lap, and I kept stroking her and kissing her hair to ease the awkward atmosphere. She said sweetly, "I love you so much!"

I returned her a deep kiss, and Sasha relaxed. I unzipped my zipper, reached in and pulled out my long-swollen penis, a full 18 centimeters long. The veins around the shaft were prominent, and the glans, red and the size of a goose egg, was ready to pounce. Sasha's tongue kept teasing the glans, sometimes taking it in, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking. It was a little hard for her small mouth to hold this big penis, but her oral sex skills were excellent. Her lips were soft, and her tongue was nimble. Suddenly, she put an ice cube from a cola in her mouth and gave me a five-fold experience of ice and fire.

This was a dirty joke my male colleagues often told. Little did I know that tonight I was enjoying this ultimate sexual pleasure. She kept stroking my penis, using her lips to thrust it in and out until it reached her throat. My hands were also restless, inserting into her labia to find and tease her clitoris. The more excited Sasha became, the harder she stroked my glans, making muffled moans. I couldn't bear to ejaculate into Sasha's mouth, so when I was about to climax, I pushed Sasha's head away, stopping her from continuing oral sex. I quickly hugged and kissed her, whispering sweet nothings to distract her. After her orgasm, she was a little tired, so I let her sleep on my lap to cool off. I watched the movie by myself, but the fragmented plot made it impossible to follow the story.

As we left the movie theater, Sasha was only wearing an outer garment and no underwear. Some sharp-eyed perverts had already spotted her. Passing by the shops on the first floor, the glaring lights shone through her skirt, and we could vaguely see her pubic hair and two plump buttocks. Her breasts were even more prominent after being stimulated. We could also see some love fluid on the back of her skirt, making a small patch wet. I didn't want to say anything to avoid spoiling the mood, so I let those perverts have their way. Sasha wanted to see the night view, and I wanted to take her up Datun Mountain. Along the way, she lazily lay between my lap and the steering wheel, listening to music.

With my left hand driving, I unbuttoned her clothes with my right. She was completely naked inside, her thong drying in the air conditioning on the back seat. She slowly enjoyed the caresses, softly moaning, a mix of singing and moaning, her moans and groans quite melodious and seductive. Worried she was cold, I covered her with her suit jacket. Already burning with passion, she didn't care about the stares of passersby, straddling the window and the windshield. Motorcycle riders could clearly see her wet labia and her long, beautiful legs.

The last observation deck at the top of Tunshan offers a view of Jinshan's nightscape. Since no one was sitting there, we got off the bus. Although cars occasionally passed by, they were all quick and tactful, leaving without lingering. It was a bit windy, and I wanted Sasha to hold me. Her soft, naked body was right in front of me, and the alluring night view only heightened our emotions.

Sasha teased me, kissing my earlobe, her right leg occasionally straddling my waist, wanting me to support myself with my left hand, rubbing her soft vulva against my penis. We chatted, sang, and moaned, almost like we were on drugs, a hazy, dreamlike state. She whispered sweetly in my ear, "Honey...do you want to come in? I want you so much!"

"Honey...can you come in for a second?"

Sasha unbuckled my belt, and my suit pants fell to the floor with a swish. She quickly pulled down my boxer shorts as well. Sasha knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, stroking it. It was so swollen and itchy that she didn't care even when cars passed by. I, too, lost my senses and didn't care. She licked my glans, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against my scrotum. She accelerated the thrusting of her penis with her lips, making him tremble uncontrollably. His legs could no longer support his body, so he had to sit on the chair. Sasha held the penis in her hand and straddled it. With a squeak, it went in completely. He felt a surge of heat and tightness. His love juices flowed everywhere, and the place where they joined was overflowing. The pubic hair rubbed together and made a rustling sound. He wanted to devour the penis.

Sasha began to sway her hips and buttocks, enjoying the thick and powerful penis. Her breathing quickened, and she started to moan, "It's been so long since we made love... I want to..."

"Honey... your penis is so big and hard... Oh... are you hitting something...?"

"Don't go too fast... I want to enjoy it slowly... Oh... Ah... Wow..."

"Don't help me yet... Oh... I want to do it myself... Wow..."

Sasha wanted to take off her dress, but I wouldn't let her. At least she wouldn't be seen naked by passersby across the street. Sasha lifted her breasts with her hands for me to kiss. I teased her nipples with the tip of my tongue to make them harder, and then took them into my mouth.

Her 34D breasts were big and soft, and I kept playing with them. Her snow-white skin was even more beautiful under the moonlight. Sasha kept swaying her hips back and forth, and my penis became more and more swollen. I could feel her long-awaited lust, her vigor, her wantonness, and her most primal needs. Since there was no one outside, she also began to let out unrestrained moans, sometimes low growls, sometimes high-pitched ones. The garrison on the mountaintop could probably hear it. I held her slender waist and thrust in and out forcefully. Her wet love juices were even more tempting, getting wetter and wetter, and slipperier and slipperier.

"Oh... God... Husband, it's so deep... so inside..."

"Husband... it's so big... it feels so good..."

"Oh... ah... oh... so... so good..."

"Don't cum yet... I... I... want one more time... oh..."

"I... want... want... husband to help me... I... oh... oh..."

"Husband...shoot...shoot...husband, shoot now...oh..."

After an unknown amount of time spent in this tender embrace, Sasha had several orgasms. I, too, couldn't withstand the torment of the entire night, and a stream of hot semen shot deep into her vagina. Holding Sasha tightly, I felt a little lost after ejaculating. Sasha considerately comforted me, saying it was my safe period and I shouldn't worry too much. After cleaning me up, we lay on a chair looking at the stars and chatting. I helped her put her thong and bra back on. I knew we were in love, and I didn't want to think about anything else. I just wanted to enjoy this night and our love. The kiss goodbye when I took her home that night was the sweetest.

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