Female colleague: Xiao Ying (Part 1)

Introduction
Summary: This story is about how I was seduced by a young woman at the factory while my wife was pregnant. I couldn't resist her charms and ended up in her bed, becoming her captive.
This female colleague's name contains the character "Ying," so let's call her Xiao Ying. She was the first young woman I had a romantic relationship with after marriage. At that time, my wife was pregnant. As everyone knows, it's generally not advisable to have sex with your wife in the later stages of pregnancy. Besides, my wife is quite conservative. Before she was three months pregnant, she wouldn't allow me to touch her. She used to eat lots of meat and fish, and then suddenly she could only eat cabbage and radishes, which was very difficult for her. Think about it, a strong, healthy man like me, if he doesn't have anything to do all day, he'll naturally look for something. Since I had agreed with Sister Li and Sister Xia to stop having sex after marriage, I was too embarrassed to contact them again. Besides, once the honeymoon period of a relationship is over, the interest will wane. It was around this time that Xiao Ying came into my life.
Xiao Ying had joined the factory a little earlier than me, and we were about the same age. She was assigned here after graduating from a technical school. She had a boyfriend while in school, and after coming to the factory, she had an ambiguous relationship with one of my good friends. She was rather quiet, not very tall, and wore glasses because she was nearsighted. She had a kind of delicate, feminine charm reminiscent of women from southern China. The saying "don't judge a book by its cover" perfectly describes her. On the surface, she seemed quiet and conservative, but deep down she was incredibly promiscuous and really good at pretending. I hadn't paid much attention to her before, until my wife became pregnant, and the hormones kicked in, leading to this disastrous affair.
Secondly, there was a bet.
Some of the work in the workshop was manual, so everyone naturally showed off their skills. Those who were quick and agile completed much more work than those who were less dexterous. Everyone knew how fast I was at manual labor; I was probably one of the fastest. Some colleagues were always unconvinced and challenged me to a competition, taking pride in beating me. One day, she joined in, wanting to compete with me. She wasn't from this workshop; she must have come specifically to find me. As is customary in competitions, there's usually a small bet, with the loser having to treat everyone to snacks or something. I asked her what would happen if she lost? She replied, "Do whatever you want." I never expected her to do that. Nine out of ten people who bet with me lose, and with her skills, defeat was inevitable. As expected, I won. I said to her, "Xiaoying, you have to keep your word." She said, "Of course, you wouldn't ask me to kill or commit arson, would you?" She glanced at me, a hint of coquettishness in her eyes. Without even thinking, I understood her meaning. If a woman tells a man "Do whatever you want," and he doesn't know what to do, he's either intellectually challenged or physiologically problematic. I didn't know how to answer, but I knew I had a chance.
My relationship with Xiaoying was usually okay, but I never expected her to have these feelings for me; it was practically a blatant declaration of her feelings. At the time, I was sexually frustrated, and the excitement and anticipation immediately made me feel that she was better in that aspect than before… Her buttocks were rounder than usual, her voice was more pleasant, her breasts looked bigger and more eye-catching, and her walk was more alluring. Then we started figuring out how to fulfill the bet.
The
next day after the bet, everything was fine. On the third day at lunchtime, she and I sat at the same table. I was embarrassed to look at her, probably because I was thinking about her naked and how she would torment me. She told me that the light in her room wasn't working and asked me to check it. So I went to her room. There were incandescent bulbs there, which are less common now. It was obvious the filament was broken. What was there to check? Just change the bulb. Even though I'm nearsighted, with my glasses, surely I could see clearly. I said, "The filament is broken, I need to change the bulb." She brought me a bulb, but I declined, saying the stool I was standing on couldn't support my weight, and told her to climb up while I held onto the stool. She grabbed my shoulders to climb up; the stool wobbled a bit, so she used both hands to support my shoulders to carefully stand up, remove the broken bulb, and hand it to me. I put the broken bulb on the ground and handed her the good one. At the time, she was facing me, standing on a stool. I was holding her thighs, with my head directly in front of her genitals. At first, I didn't think anything of it, but when she swayed, her genitals came right up to my face. I suddenly felt I needed to do something. I leaned forward, pressing my nose against the juncture of her thighs—the spot I'd been thinking about for days—and pretended to smell it before rubbing it vigorously up and down.
She, who was changing a lightbulb, hadn't expected this and giggled, saying, "It tickles, stop it, the door's open." I quickly turned to look at the door; it was ajar, thankfully no one was walking. While she was standing on the stool, my penis was already aroused in my pants. After some gentle tickling through my pants, and with her tacit approval, I hugged her as she got down, pressing my lower body against hers. She was terrified, quickly pushing me away, saying, "Don't let anyone see! Your wife will kill you!" She told me to leave, and as I approached the door, she pinched my bulge and said, "You bad boy."
The Secret Under the Floral Skirt
It was the third day, around 2 PM, when Xiaoying pretended to pass by my workplace, wearing a floral skirt. I greeted her briefly, jokingly saying, "Xiaoying, you look so pretty today! How much did you buy this skirt for?" and so on, basically saying nice things to flatter her. She seemed to like it, just smiling. Because there were many people, she didn't stay long. Thinking back, wasn't she wearing pants when I helped her change a lightbulb at noon? At that moment, I seemed to understand something. Not long after, I found an excuse to go to her workplace. Actually, I would occasionally visit different parts of the factory. In a state-owned enterprise, organizational discipline wasn't a serious matter. The purpose of this visit was obvious: to confirm whether the woman who promised me she could do whatever she wanted could actually let me do whatever I wanted, haha. I arrived at her workplace with a slightly happy heart. At the time, only she and another colleague were there. I chatted with them, but for some reason, the other colleague left quickly, leaving just her and me. Their office was on the second floor, with two rooms, and you could see people going upstairs from the windows. After observing carefully, I made my move. I grabbed her and kissed her, our tongues intertwining. She immediately started panting heavily, her whole body trembling, and her hands grabbed me, groping haphazardly. I lifted her skirt and touched her crotch with one hand. Good heavens, had I entered a waterfall cave? Her panties were soaking wet.

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